How Things Change – Chapter 5 [Incest] [M/S] [M/F]

*Well, here’s Chapter 5. I just want to take a moment to thank everyone who took the time to give feedback on the previous chapter. It’s nice to hear that people want more. As usual, I recommend that you read the previous chapters first. These can be found on my profile. On with the story:*

I drank in the sight of my vulnerable mother sat on the bed, my sperm dribbling out of her. I expected her to be furious with me. After all, what if she did get pregnant? I couldn’t even begin to grasp how our lives would change if my seed took. To have your own son potentially impregnate you is a scenario that few women would ever even imagine. Yet there was my mom living through that exact situation. She had every right to be angry.

Yet she wasn’t. Seeing the fear on her face caused me to be overcome with a sudden intense empathy tinged with regret. I opened my arms, drawing my naked mother close. To my surprise, she willingly melted into my embrace, holding herself close to me in complete silence.

[F]irst job in Accounts and I have a [M]ilf sitting next to me who is a total Size Queen

One of my first jobs was in a bank in the treasury department. It was a small group of around 6 people and my immediate colleague sitting next to me was a total Milf by the name of Amina. She was Canadian Lebanese and looked like a good hard working woman from the outside. She had 2 kids and a husband who was constantly traveling for his small business he had with a couple friends.

We had been colleagues for about 6 months when our conversations started to get more personal and eventually sexual. She would always drop comments about her lack of sex life or about other colleagues who seemed like they might have had a wild night and a lot of speculation about who they must have gone home with. One night after work it ended up only being 3 of us at the bar near by on that Friday evening. Eventually Patricia left and it was only Amina and myself.

Wild Week chapter one (family fun)

CHAPTER 1 : Monday

Gayla Ward was awakened by the incessant buzz of the alarm clock. She was lying on her side, one hand clamped between her thighs, the other rested between her heavy breasts, twisted into the sheer fabric of her pink baby-doll nightie. She groaned softly in frustration. She opened her sleep heavy eyelids and squinted at the dial. 6:45 Monday morning. Time to wake Bill up for work. As usual, he was still sound asleep at her back, lightly snoring, oblivious to the racket. After twenty years of marriage she was still surprised by him. He could sleep through a hurricane, she often thought. She reached out and cut off the alarm.

“Bill, time to get up,” she said, stretching as she rolled over to face him. He was 40 years old, 5 feet 10 inches tall with curly black hair and was still a fit and trim 175 pounds. He lay flat on his back wearing only pajama bottoms, one arm shielding his eyes from the morning sunlight streaming in the window on his side of the bed. He had kicked off the covers and his legs and free arm were splayed out haphazardly. She looked down and gasped lightly as she saw his 8 1/2 inch cock standing out from the flap in his pajamas. A thrill ran through her body. He had a piss hard-on that was as rigid and upright as a flag pole.

Brat Tales – disobedient over dishes [M/f], [stress positions], [edging], [D/s]

You loom over me, hand fisted in my hair as I kneel on the floor at your feet. “You regret being so cheeky, don’t you?”, as you slowly apply pressure to my scalp forcing my chin up so you can see my face. I’m grinning & have a mischievous glint in my eye as I ponder how we got to this point & where things will go next. 

A polite evening of light & easy conversation, a bottle of malbec shared over a meal, sitting outside enjoying the slow twilight with an aperitif when you suggested, rather firmly, that I should do the dishes. “Oh no, no, no. I’m not that kind of sub”, I laugh (I fully intend to clean up, you cooked after all, but I wanted to see if some disobedient teasing would elicit a reaction) “Besides, it won’t take you long, you can’t have dirtied many dishes throwing ping meals in the micro” I flashed an exaggerated grin knowing fine rightly you had expended a bit more effort on our repast than that. 

[28F] Nurse teaches me [M] about the secret of the scrubs [FM] – Part 2

[Part 1 for reference](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/icxnwq/28f_nurse_teaches_me_m_about_the_secret_of_the/)

Now she’s laying on the bed, a mess and I bring her a wet towel to clean her face up. She has this bratty look on her face like “how dare you.” I take my place next to her and start rubbing her head, caressing her face to tell her how much of a good girl she was and how she is the tightest ass I ever cum’d in– she is proud of it.

After some time I ask her if she’s ready and she nods. Right as she is about to open her mouth to tell me to tell me some shit about being careful with her or marking her or whatever, I pull her off the bed by her wrists and tell her she has earned the bed yet.

Before we met she had one request… I do not force the restraints on her but rather let her know so she can be compliant due to previous trauma so I tell her it’s time to put you in a useful position. I remove the dildo, she gets on all fours, I take out the ankle/wrist restraints and tightly secure the velcro around her ankles and bring her wrists to the side. She’s now completely secured, her plug on full display while her pussy is just dripping, starving for attention.

I [F] got horny at the sight of daughter giving a guy head.

During lockdown I have been working from home. Kids are home from Uni, so I generally shut the door to the office to keep the noise out and barely see them throughout the day. They generally either go out to the park to meet up with friends or like the other day when it is raining a few friends come into the house.

On this particular day my daughter and a few friends were in the living room. I could faintly hear them chatting and watching TV. Needing a drink I went down stairs and refilled my water bottle. On returning back up the hall to the stairs I caught a glimpse through the half open door.

A guy was standing in the middle of the room with his shirt undone and his trousers dropped to the floor. Blocking the view of his crotch was a girls head with the recognisable hair style of my daughter bobbing in and out of his groin. She was dressed in just her skirt and bra. His eyes were closed as he experienced his pleasuring. On the sofa were two other boys and a girl just watching and from what I could make out were all fully dressed. I think there was another girl in the armchair but couldn’t quite see.

[MFF] I am a lucky bastard – part 1

As this is my very first post here let me give you a bit more context. Ever since I was little boy I have had a very perverted mind. I have done things – have had wild relationships, group sex, threesomes, intimate relationship with my cousins (boy and a girl). Many inappropriate stuff. So I would clarify myself as way beyond the normal. I’ve always believed that everyone has their devil living inside – for one this is money, for others power, for third alcohol and for me – well it is sex.
With the years (I’m 34 now) I learned to live with this devil and even enjoy the life with him. So always in my relationships I’ve been looking for like-minded people who are “eaten” by the same devils as I am.

I have a girlfriend from 5 years with who we have done lots of immoral and wild stuff. It is important to know that she has 2 little sisters one 25 and the other 20 years old and she’s 30. Of course my wildest fantasies have always been around having sexual relationships with them all. And I realized that those were near to impossible. And here my story begins – three weeks before I write this.

Creepy Fantasy [MF]

So my Ex GF was a freak and loved to do really crazy sex acts in public. We would go around and fuck in pretty much anywhere we could get away with. While out in a jog we stopped at a small family restaurant and decided to fuck in their bathroom, it was about 7 in the morning and everyone was there for breakfast except for us. She goes in to the bathroom first and I tell the staff I’m gonna wait out here till she comes back out. After 5 mins nobody’s paying attention and I walk in as well to find her waiting asking what took me so long. We were both pretty sweaty from jogging but she pulled her shorts down and I couldn’t resist. I pull my cock out and grab her leg and lift it to about the height of my waist then I enter her. She’s trying to keeps silent because of the people out side and I’ve never had the issue of involuntarily moans. After we fucked for a few minutes I come out and go straight to the men’s restroom and then I message her letting her know she can leave and I’ll follow her out of the restaurant. So we continue on our jog and we get back to her house both pretty exhausted and thirsty we get a drink, then she starts to talk about how what we did reminded her a creepy fuck fantasy she wanted.

[MFF] Unexpected First Threesome on Holiday

Way back in August 2017, when I was 22, it was a nice warm summer’s day. I had gone on a long weekend to a town called Portsmouth in the south of England. It was lovely. I decided to take a nice walk down the beach front.

I was at peace that day, the sun was shining, smell of chips filled the air. And the sound of the arcade lured me in. Inside I, unfortunately, spent quite a bit on the machines. But, fortunately, earned a tonne of tickets from them. The thing is, I didn’t know what to do with them, so didn’t really wanna buy anything. That’s when I noticed two girls, playing a machine nearby. The first was Blonde, it just coming down a bit down her back, about 5’3, wearing what can only be described as a boob tube, and short shorts, showing of a greatly shaped ass. The other, a red head. Her hair was shorter, she wasn’t as thin, but wore more or less the exact same. A sight that’s for sure I overheard a bit of their conversation.

B: We gotta get those tickets
R: Yeah I’m trying!

Falling for Halloween [MF] [Costumes] [straight sex]

Can I just say that Halloween is hands down my favorite holiday? I mean, you get a chance to be anyone you want for a solid 24 hours. You can be covered in blood head to toe and no one bats an eye. However, skimpy clothes definitely get noticed. I tend to shy away from people the rest of the year, but on Halloween I don’t have to be me. I can be an anonymous girl with no expectations on my shoulders. I can have fun.

Then I can go back to being my shy geeky self the next morning and no one is the wiser.

I received an invitation to a Halloween party being thrown at a bar about a few blocks from my house. I was excited as it was the first time I’d be able to go to a Halloween event without having to drive a hundred miles away from home out of fear of running into a friend, co-worker, or relative. I’d just moved here, no one knew my address yet, and no one I knew lived within twenty miles of me here.