Athylla feels the world fading away as she spurts out yet again the thief saying, “There you go. Spurted three times and it is game over.” Athylla’s eyes cross as she starts turning to dust and then she is floating above the body that is turning to dust as the thief spurts one last time mixing with the dust causing it to turn into a muddy mess. Then she was sparkles and she saw everything in the universe and cosmos. Her head spins and she feels herself becoming solid again and she in on her hands and knees her breasts swaying as she gasped in the air again. She had reformed. She looked down at her purple strapon as it wasn’t sticking up or spurting cum. She slowly looks around and sees she is back in the first hallway by the door. Athylla looks over at the side passageway and remembers the goblin matron and shakes her head not wanting to test the warning she was given. She also didn’t want to test the thief again so she looks at the door. She pulls out some cloth covering her hands she pulls out her lockpicks and starts working on the lock. It doesn’t take her long to pick the lock and open the door. She carefully uses the handle so she doesn’t get the poison on her hands again and starts down the hallway.
All her boyfriends friends liked her [Free Use] [Submissive] [Fantasy]
***This is pure fantasy and should not be taken as a realistic portrayal of sex or a relationship. It is for entertainment purposes only***
My first boyfriend taught me a lot about myself. My boyfriend was the first to explain all the attention I was getting from boys in college. He told me I was “fun sized” but at first I didn’t take him too seriously. I had boyfriends before but usually they were shy and inexperienced like me. So when this new boy came around and confidently asked me out at first I didn’t know what to do.
Our first few dates were probably your typical affair but it all changed once we had sex. I was always shy and unsure of myself but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact he told me he liked it. In his words “I never said no”. Which was true but I didn’t think that was abnormal. I asked him more about it after we had sex and he told me I was what he called “submissive”. I would learn later that this attitude was being picked up on by the other boys and why they were giving me so much attention.
Erotica for My Mistress Part 3
As I crawled to Mistress’s bedroom, plug inserted, and pink panties around my ankles, I couldn’t help but be overwhelmed with excitement and nervousness for what awaited me on the other side of her door. As soon as I approached the door, Miss opened it. “Come in slut.” she commanded. I obeyed and continued my crawl into her bedroom. As I peaked up, I could see that she had put on a strap-on with a moderately sized, bright pink dildo. My cock strained in the little pink chastity cage. “A little excited, are we?” she asked. “Yes Miss, I am excited for you to train my ass for your pleasure.” I responded. “Good boy, that is just what I wanted to hear.” She motioned me up on to her bed. There she had me get on all fours as she secured my ankles and wrists to the bed. “Now you can’t fight it even if you want to.” she stated. “Thank you Miss” I responded. She moved in front of my face, her dildo inches from my face. “Don’t worry slut we will make sure to get that boy pussy of yours nice and wet, but first I want you to suck on my cock for me, and thank me for allowing you the privilege of sucking on my beautiful girl cock.” “Yes Miss, thank you for allowing me to suck your beautiful girl cock.” I managed to get the words out just before the silicone cock was forced into my mouth. “Thats a good slut, you’re a pro at this, I bet you cant wait for me to fuck my boy pussy.” She exclaimed. I could see how aroused Miss was, her gorgeous pussy, dripping from beneath the strap on harness. “Alright, time to fuck that boy pussy.” She grabbed a bottle of lube, and proceeded to finger the lube into my hole, already stretched from wearing the plug. “My you are a good slut.” she stated. “How about a little treat for my slut? I will unlock you, and allow you to cum, if you can from anal. But I am going to gag you with my soaked panties from this morning and I expect some good moaning out of you while I fuck this ass of mine. Deal?” “Yes Miss. Thank you Miss.” I exclaimed. When she unlocked the cage from around my cock, I could feel my cock spring out. Then I began to feel the tip of her dildo, as she pushed her girl cock further and further into me. I let out my first feminine moan. Miss laughed. “What a good little whore for me you are!” She began to fuck me harder and harder. I continued to moan like the bitch in heat that I was. Bouncing on my Mistress’s large pink cock. It felt so good, I continued to moan. And then I reached the point of no return. I had the biggest, most powerful, and girly orgasm of my life. And let out the deepest, sluttiest moan that I could. Miss couldn’t help but giggle as I rode her dick to a girly orgasm. “Thank you Miss, that was amazing” I gasped out through the soaked panties still in my mouth. “Good boy, you did great.” she said as she began to put my chastity cage back on. “I’ll be back in a few to move onto the next round. Now we will see if you can be a really good slut for me and cum with your cage on.” She kissed my little butt and stepped out of the room, leaving me to sit there on all fours to wait and see what she had in store for me next. I was giddy with anticipation.
[FM] My husband Henry and I ruined my wedding dress
My partner Henry and I have wanted to do the whole “exchange rings and then dance the night away” thing for a while, but the pandemic has made it a little difficult to gather our family and close friends in one place for even a casual courthouse wedding. As recently as the end of June, we still held out hope that we could have a small in-person ceremony at some point in 2020 instead of one over Zoom. But then Henry’s sister, a doctor, finally told us to give up on that dream for at least a year.
At the beginning of July, I decided to quit my job on July 31st and start a new one in the middle of August for a bit of a break. The new gig came with some decent perks, including better health insurance for spouses than the insurance Henry had through his job. It was an interesting incentive. Around the time I put in my notice (don’t burn bridges with your employers, kids), Henry and I sat down before bed to plan out the rest of the summer and talk about the future. We stared at each other from across the kitchen table in our pajamas, our eyes narrowed with suspicion as we tried to suss out how the other person was feeling. “Should we…?” I finally asked slowly.
Superheroine Peril Intro [F][bd][Fantasy](Feedback welcome)
She leans back in her chair grasping for her coffee mug, taking a mouthful as she glares at the blinking cursor on the blank document. Coming to a coffee shop to try and write using her laptop had been a bad idea, it was just like doing it at home, but she now had to keep her temper. Since the arrival of an alien ship in orbit around the planet, she had been even less motivated than normal. You really would think something like that would be pretty motivational, but no such luck. It had been there for quite some time now, ignoring any attempts at contacting it. Almost a week ago the “Defenders of Earth” went up to investigate, and no real word from them since. The only thing she had really seen was the same update on all of the member’s social media accounts. “Exciting new changes coming soon!”, classic at this point, they are off fraternising with aliens in space and all they can do it hype it up to the planet. Fuck them, she was going to become a famous author and then who would be laughing. She slams her mug onto the table with renewed vigour, before realising she was in public and was keenly aware of all the eyes on her. She sweeps her intensely red hair out of her eyes, the white streak just falling back into the same place as she blushes to herself at the attention.
MF a night out for work (insertions included)
Another fucking work function. I hate these soirees where you have to pretend you want to hang out with your coworkers. I’d much rather spend the evening at home, fucking my girlfriend with objects from every room in the house.
But she’s a good little bitch. So she rises to the occasion and always picks out something a little slutty to wear.
We’d been out of the shower for at least 20 minutes by now. I had one hand in her pussy while I washed her back, and she was good enough to make sure my cock was squeaky clean with her mouth after lathering it up and rinsing it off. She loves to eat my precum, savours it in her mouth and usually sticks her tongue into mine so we can share the flavour.
I’m always good at reciprocating, keeping my hand out of the water stream so I can lick off her gobs of girlcum and spit them into her mouth before we share the flavour. I love when her mouth smells like her cunt … makes me want to suck on her tongue.
I [25/M] fucked the hot bartender [27/F] after she demanded it (not that I was complaining) [FM] (long-ish)
skip to the filthy stuff by searching for &&&& (sorry, I really enjoy writing the background stuff, but if you’re just horny go for it)
A few weeks after I got back from [my last trip to London](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hyltsz/i_24m_fucked_my_longtime_crush_after_she_23f/), I started bartending and DJing full time and decided that PA wasn’t enough fun for me so I decided to move to NYC into a shitty apartment I found on Craigslist. I had 2 roommates in a 5th story walkup in Manhattan, and it was the most exciting thing ever for me. Basically broke and surviving off of money I had saved up from the 6 months I lived at home, I got deep into the Manhattan bar and club scene, trying everything possible to “make it” as a DJ. It was scary and very hard at times thanks to NYC having the most competitive DJ market in the country (sorry LA). Thankfully, I wasn’t a newbie like many other DJs so after proving myself and making the right connections, I started enough working gigs that paid well enough to avoid thinking about a 9-5 and meant I just got to fuck around, gig, and have fun — I was working 4 or 5 nights a week. One of those gigs was a Friday night residency at this club where that was “hip” enough to get me some cred in the city.
MY PROMISE
As my biggest supporter it’s hard to put into words how you’ve affected my life. I’ve been patient waiting for you to come around. Earning your trust. Proving through my actions and writings I’m as genuine, and honest as I can be. I know I’ve had my “moments” that’s been opportunistic growth pains. It’s a blessing and a curse we live in different Countries during Covid. It’s given me the opportunity to listen to you, learn about your experiences, and reflect on your past to improve your future. We’ve both been through some atrocious experiences that have jaded us. We both have baggage from history.
I honestly can’t imagine what it’s like to be in your shoes. I try. I really do. You’re swamped in work. You’re rasing a teen alone. You live across from Marie Barone (watch that comedy). A lot of the people around you take advantage of your submissiveness. You’re allergic to everything but grass. You’re memory is lacking when your heart is overflowing. You’re a cog in the wheel just trying to survive. Let alone you’re a slut. I think I know the abuse you take from men for being one, but I know I really don’t know. Personally, my blood boils when men disrespect you. I want to put you under my authority and protect you from that garbage. I know it’s hard living the kink you want when it’s frowned upon. I know it’s hard to live the kink when we live in a superficial world. It’s a double edged sword: I’d prefer you don’t know the names of the men using you but I also know with that neither do they. I know it can be exhausting, I do…I really do.
Omegle [F] [FM]
i really enjoy going on omegle while im playing with myself just to tease the men (sometimes women) underneath dirty categories.
it turns me on so much especially when they tell me what to do to myself and how to do it.
me and my friends used to also flash people on there and it was super fun, especially the things we were told to do to eachother but maybe that’ll be another confession ;)
my favorite part is wearing my thigh high socks with a skirt on and a plug in my ass and bending kinda tilted so my ass is facing the camera and you can just barely see my lips sucking and licking on my dildo.
maybe i’ll invite a friend over to go on omegle soon with me again ;)
I [M] had sex with a long time crush of mine [F]
This might get a little long, so look to ——– for the good shit.
I apologize if this isn’t great, this is the first time that I’ve really written about my experiences, sexual or otherwise.
I met Ellie during my sophomore year at college, in one of the mandatory classes that nobody really cared about. We kind of bonded over having a very strange professor, but other then that, we didn’t really spend much time together. That said, I clearly remember thinking that she was pretty cute. That semester ended and that was the last I saw of her for a little while.
Then the big flaming dump-truck that was junior year rolled around. My classes were difficult, partially due to the subject matter and partially because of the fact that I’m not very smart. All of my grades were awful, and the cherry on top of that garbage sundae was that I hated all of my many roommates. The only redeeming quality of this year was that Ellie was in a handful of my classes.