Got caught fucking around on a security camera, had to get creative[FM]

I’ve been doing some backpacking for the past year. I’ve had a lot of really interesting experiences, this still makes the list of some of my favourite stories.

A big group of us from the hostel decided to go out for drinks one night, and we ended up running into another big group with some mutual friends at one of the bars. We all got a table together and starting mingling as the drinks started flowing a little more freely. I started talking to this one guy, Carson, because someone had told me he was also Canadian. He was cute. Boyish, but cute. We hit it off really well but I didn’t think anything of it as it was still a pretty big gathering and most of us were still interacting in the group. The night pushed on as we went to bar after bar, until people started to drop off, either getting too drunk or tired. We headed back to the hostel, but soon after getting there Carson and I quickly decided our night wasn’t over and headed back out into the night. We went to this cheesy western bar, grabbed a couple more beers, and pulled up some seats next to the ring with the mechanical bull. At this point the flirting started getting heavier. We started trying to push each-other off of our stools and by some mistake, he figured out I was ticklish. It was some highschool level shit but I was a little drunk and enjoying the attention. Eventually we decided to go up and grab another round, where we got caught in the most boner-killing, vagina-drying conversation about Boris Johnson with some random English guy. He must have been absolutely hammered because he didn’t seem to notice the fact that mine in Carson’s hands were slowly linking with each others on the top of the table we were leaning on. I instantly stopped listening to whatever the fuck guy was saying. Soon it was just watching lips flap in the wind as I focused on the feeling of Carson’s thumb caressing my hand. Eventually I couldn’t take it anymore. Read more »

[M]y Time As A Pro[f]essional Dom: Willa 2: Electric Boogaloo [CNC]

From the beginning of my experimenting with kink to the 6 months I worked as a professional dom was about a 2 year journey. During that time I had sex with a LOT of people, in a LOT of kinky ways. Less than 10% were women I dealt with professionally. We’ll get to the professional stories soon, but I have a few more I want to talk about first.

This story concerns Willa, who I mentioned in my first CNC story and who eventually hooked me up with the group that made me a professional dom. While I was the one who eventually worked professionally (albeit briefly), Willa was far kinkier than I ever was. While she was my sub (2 fantastic years), she wanted everything harder, rougher, with more toys, with more rules, something new, new, new.

This story takes place a few months after our first CNC scene. We had done several more, and one night she said to me, “Daddy, I think you should rape me without planning it. Wouldn’t it be nice to just rape your slut on a whim?” I smiled and responded with some vague dom comment that I can’t recall. Read more »

Mind Games.NSFW #erotic poem #

I will take you to places new.
Make your fantasies come true.
All it takes is words written on a screen.
To make your inner devil scream.
The thoughts in your head
as you play on your bed.
Sensations as you touch those
regions of lust .
Be it your breast or between your legs.
Words will make you wet.
Imagining  seeing feeling
hands massaging .
Pinching twisting.
Inserting feeling wet.
Are these words
Working yet.

[F4F] Searching To Reclaim The Passion Of A Lost Love

[This is entirely fictional. I am an adult seeking an adult for roleplaying. All characters are 18+. Etc, etc.]

[Addendum for anyone interested in M4F. As I’ve mentioned in several other prompts where it is contextually appropriate I am willing and interested in playing male characters. While I initially thought of this story as F4F, and will be writing the prompt as such, should you prefer I play a man this one would be easy enough to rework.]

One of my greatest passions when it comes to roleplaying is all of the initial creative work that comes before the roleplay itself. I love talking with my partner to craft our characters, their histories, personalities, and lavishly detailing the world and culture in which they live. Also – and this will come as no shock to anyone who even glances at my previous prompts – I have some specific interests on the kink side of things for which I am equally passionate (more on that soon). I’m surprised to have never considered this before but I’d like to try a story which wholly incorporates those kink interests into the history, meaning, etc of the characters themselves. In all my previous stories the creative side of things and the kink side of things, while both are always present, just sort of happen to occur together without much connective tissue between them. Ergo, here we are with me attempting to give a character some reason and history behind my kink. Read more »

The customs and rituals of the Kundalese people [Incest] [World-building] [Tribal] [Ritual] [Mom-Son]

Tradition has been a part of mankind for as long as we can remember. While some see it as superficial parts of human nature. A deeper look into traditions that have been carved into us over the course of many generations shows us their importance in making a society stand tall for ages.

The Kundali tribe are one very vested in tradition and customs that have been practiced for hundreds of years. Every male of the tribe is trained intensively as a warrior from the age of 6. Learning everything from raw fighting skills and combat strategy to how to survive on their own in the wilderness with nothing but nature to aid them. Once they become of age each male must face a test in which they are vetted in order to see whether they are worthy enough to become warriors.

Becoming a warrior is the most fundamentally important steps in a Kundali boys life. In fact, even in their language the word for “Man” And
“Warrior” are the same. The Kundalese do not believe that one can become a man without being a strong warrior as well. Meaning failure is not an option for these boys, otherwise a lifelong punishment awaits. Read more »

After years of flirting, 45 year old [M]arried husband cheated with friends’ wife who’s in our close group of friends

We’ve known this couple for about 7 years. Gone out together as couples more time than I can remember & always considered them good but not great friends. Been to parties together, have tons of mutual friends, etc. His wife and I have always had a friendly flirting thing going on which was a little bit of a turn on but I never thought anything of it. Every once in a while when we were drunk she’d kiss me goodbye on the mouth and hold the kiss a little longer, or she’d make a joke about how big she thought my cock was (I’m tall), or how sexy it was that I kept in good shape – and looking back I realized I was just blind to what was very obvious flirting.

Last week I went over to their place to pick some stuff up. He was out of town visiting family so it was just her home alone on a Thursday afternoon. Gave each other a big hug and a kiss – which is how we normally greet each other, but once again she held the hug a little longer, pulling me really close and saying how good it was to see me. We went in and cracked open a beer and sat outside. Well one beer turned into two, I texted my wife to say I was gonna hang out for a bit longer and help her with a project – and then we pulled out a bottle of tequila. Read more »

[M]Katie’s Discovery 1

Introduction:

A story about a young girl who has been wondering about her best friend and how she feels for her..friendship wise and sexually.

My name is Katie Wilsnik.
I’m not going to say my life is hard, but it has it’s share of problems. I never really fit in with anyone at school. I was never sure why. I was skinny, but with a little bit of baby fat in my stomach area. I had blonde hair, green eyes and decent sized tits. 36C. I didn’t dress any differently than anyone else. I was very nice, and I used to help people with all their problems. But when It came to my problems, no one seemed to care. So to this day I don’t know what I did wrong to deserve being an outcast.

But there was a girl. My best friend. Jamie. She stuck with me all throughout school ; starting in the 1st grade. We did everything together. Projects, homework, volleyball, everything. She was way prettier than me in my opinion, and I think everyone else in school would agree also. She was 15, 5’6, very skinny and fit, blonde hair and DD tits. She was the image of perfection. Read more »

[FM] [M] I [20F] fucked my way across Europe for a semester – Part 2

Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hwron7/group_fmmm_i_20f_fucked_my_way_across_europe_for/). TL;DR had a foursome in a hostel with three boys (Gabriel, Darragh, and Lucas), while a fourth (Charlie) hung out in the common area because he had a girlfriend. Charlie later admitted that he was attracted to me, and asked if he could watch the next time.

The morning after the gangbang, I woke up feeling surprisingly normal. Not even a hangover from the multiple pitchers of beer the guys and I had split in lieu of dinner. The girl sharing my hostel room slumbered onward peacefully, having flown in from Australia the night before. She and I had exchanged some pleasantries after I came back from the hostel shower, and I had found myself struggling to not blurt out “I JUST GOT FUCKED BY THREE GUYS AT ONCE.”

I just wanted to share my successes with somebody other than those who had been involved. But the hostel didn’t have wifi, so I couldn’t text my friends back home. Read more »

I let my classmate control me for 48 hours. Whatever he wanted me to do I had to do it [FM]

This happened 1-2 years ago. He helped me with a couple stuff, one of the stuff was studying. I talked to him after school (college) and told him that in order to properly thank him that I would do whatever he wanted for 48 hours (I didn’t really care about thanking him I just thought it be super fun). I told him that for the next 48 hours he controls me.

He didn’t believe me so he gave me some tasks like pick up that cup I listened, to talk to this person and tell them that I hate them, to get us a drink, and a couple other boring ones. I reminded him that for the next 47-48 hours that I would do whatever he wanted and asked him if he really wanted to waste time having me do these boring things. He still didn’t quite believe me but took the tasks up a notch, told me to play with my breasts, bend over smack my ass, to pee myself (I really liked that one, and i was wearing a skirt) he was surprised I actually did it, and then he told me to take off my panties and put it in my mouth and then he finally started believing me. Read more »