The sister-in-law conversation. [MF]

Ok since I have to write a stupid disclaimer because a lot of y’all out there are sensitive. So this was a conversation I had a few days ago with my sister-in-law. If you do not know the history between her and I go back on my page and read about it. And yet again it is not for sensitive eyes this is something that happened I’m not proud of it but sharing on here is a good way to vent.

So back to where I left off.

I was repairing some shingles on my sister-in-law’s roof and while climbing the ladder I peeked through the window and saw something that I had not seen in awhile….

After fixing the roof Jessica asked me to come inside and talk. This made me super uncomfortable after what we had been through and after what she knew I had probably just seen. (Which I did) yet anyways I accepted and made my way in the house.

[I’m no Shakespeare so writing a conversation is quite a pain in the ass “J” will be for Jessica “ME” will be for me]

I’m (35M) hate fucking this stupid slut (29F) I work with. I can’t stand her, she loathes me. But I’m the only one who’s able to make her cum, which sorta turns her into my fuck toy. [FM]

A few caveats:

* this is all a true story, but I’m changing a few identifying details
* everything is consensual
* we really do hate each other

So early last year, “Sarah” transfers into our firm’s office from the other coast. She’s fresh out of business school and a real go-getter. She’s also a tremendous bitch. Petty, passive-aggressive, vain and just plain nasty. Barks orders at the cleaning staff, hypercritical sort of stuff. Unfortunately, she is also extremely attractive. D-cup tits that she knows how to show off while still dressing professionally, flawless makeup every day, thick dark brown hair, heels. Thick, round ass that you can’t take your eyes off of. She does a 5AM heavy workout class every day.

Not that I’m a super nice guy. I am not. A lot of people think I’m a jerk. I’m a few steps above Sarah rank-wise at our firm and I’m also sort of a big deal, in the sense I hold a big book of client business. I don’t give a shit what anyone thinks. But I still don’t yell at janitorial staff to pick up my shit.

My girl[F]riend goes down on [M]e while I play Xbox online

So this is my first post so bare with me. I am a long time lurker and felt like I had to share!

This was a couple of years ago while I was dating a girl, let’s call her Lisa. We were both in young college students that were in good shape. She was tall, with long dirty blond hair, with hazel eyes, and busty. I am also tall, athletic build with dark brown hair and blue eyes

One day we were hanging out together at my place, she was studying while I was playing Xbox online with some friends. Lisa must have been jealous my attention was on Xbox/friends and not on her and she started sending my flirty messages via text. We started flirty back and forth and next thing I know she turns my desk chair so I am facing her and she has her shirt off with her bra off exposing her amazing breasts. As I audibly gasp, she puts her finger over my mouth and whispers to, “stay quiet…if you can”. She then proceeded to rip my shorts down as I mute my mic saying I can get off and we could continue. Lisa quickly responded with, “No, you keep playing while I pleasure you”.

The Switch Up [F/m, femdom, light bondage, couple]

“You are so fucking sexy.”

“Quiet!” she yells.

I smirk a little and do what she says. I love when my girl is on her dominatrix shit, it’s so goddamn hot. Tonight, she’s wearing a full set of lingerie that I bought for her and she looks so good in it. A red gartered bustier, crotchless panties, black stockings, and red bottom heels. I can’t see her because she has me blindfolded at the moment, but my cock is so hard right now just thinking about it.

My girlfriend is usually my cute little “subbie” kitten, but every once in awhile she gets in the mood to dominate me, so of course, I let her. It’s honestly a really sexy side of her that I wish came out more often. I feel her climb on top of me and straddle me. Her pussy is so wet right now, I love this feeling. She rips the blindfold off of my face so I can see her.

“How does it feel to be so beneath me?” My girlfriend asks rhetorically.

She has my arms are tied down with the straps attached to our bed. She starts grinding her pussy on my cock.

I went to work yesterday with cum on my face [F]

Sometimes I love just being a naughty slut. Yesterday morning I woke my BF up with a sloppy blowjob. I sucked his balls and deep throated him. It resulted in a huge load that went on my face. He went to get a towel to wash it off and I surprised him by telling him no and to just leave it. He looked shocked and said “but you have work.” I said I know and winked at him.

I arrived at work and the cum had dried to my face by then. I work at an office where there are a lot of cubicles and a lot of people around me. We are supposed to wear mask when we are walking around, but the cum was all over my forehead too, so people could still see it. We aren’t required to wear a mask at our desk, so people could really see it all over my mouth and lips as they walked by me.

Quarantine isolation has got me (F)antasizing about (M)y best friend…?. “FUCK, I’M SO HARD RN”

“Fuck, I’m so hard right now.”

That’s how it all started. He was clearly making a joke, but in that moment my mind began to wander, and I couldn’t help but imagine his slick cock sliding up and down the full length of my plump breasts. I involuntarily began to ask questions to myself about how I would feel if he inserted his fingers into my mouth without consent ot grabbed a feel of my inner thigh. And I imagined the nuanced sensations of having him bend me over the couch at his house, so that he could pull apart the layers of fabric that covered my bottom to reveal the treasure trove that is my wet pussy which resided inside.

Post-Festival Shenanigans [Foot Fetish, Big Cock Tiny Girl, Anal, Rough Sex]

I’ve been sitting on this in my cloud notes for approximately 6-7 years now. It’s the first and only piece I ever wrote and as such I don’t believe it is anything more than a juvenile attempt at making a story out of an experience you loved in an attempt to relive it. The events, as mentioned, are real (names changed of course) and I’m curious to see what you think about it. Maybe I should pick it up as a hobby. Maybe it’s for the best I never wrote again after this. I’m open to both opinions and due to that comments and PMs are welcome.

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As some of you may know in early june,Download festival which is one of the biggest metal/rock events of the year, takes place at Donnington, UK. This year i went with John and George, who i literally met 2 days prior in order to form a group. On the last day of the festival ( Sunday june 16th), Kylie, who is a friend of John’s and happens to be perhaps the hottest 18 year old girl i’ve seen, joined us.

Exhibitionist fun after a night out [mf] [exh]

Much like any friends birthday when you get into your 20’s it consists of pre-drinks, typically at that birthday persons house, followed by cabs into town where you gather at a bar to regroup and have more alcohol. As a gang you then head to the nightclub with everyone in tow to party the night away.

We’ll jump in at the nightclub stage in the interest of time for this story.

There’s a pretty even split of guys/girls in the friendship group who are all pretty much single or in on/off relationships. It’s about 1am and we are still partying hard sinking shots and necking bottles of beer without any worry of the state we would be in tomorrow morning. With drunken behaviour comes erratic and flirtatious dancing especially between me and Jenny. We’ve hooked up a few times before always in a drunken state and this never affected our friendship, which was great.

Jenny stood at about 5,2 with dirty blonde shoulder length hair, blue eyes, slim/average frame, 32c and a thicc bum. She was smoking.
We gravitated towards eachother on the dance floor and exchanged a few awkward dance moves to cheesy songs the DJ loved to play. As it happens with every night out, there’s always one who is far too drunk and we have to leave. As a group, we always leave together and truly locally continue the party elsewhere.

[MF] Fucking my True Love (Part 2)

I wrote part 1 of this a few months back here it is;

[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fcxapd/mf_fucking_my_true_love_part_1/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fcxapd/mf_fucking_my_true_love_part_1/)

So I’ve finally got round to writing up part 2.

After meeting up in the lunchtime from my previous post things ramped up pretty quickly. We both knew what we was doing was wrong and would hurt the people we were with but we couldnt actually resist doing it. The chemistry between us was amazing and sexually we aligned in terms of likes and kinks. Role play was a massive turn on for us both and we’d often play out scenarios via messenger during our working day. We’d begun to exchange pictures quite regularly with Sarah sending me pics of what underwear she was wearing that day or of her sat at her desk at work with her stocking tops on show etc.

Finally we both agreed that we needed to meet up and scratch the itch that was getting to us both. We sorted a night when we could both get away and Sarah organised an apartment through her work and we arranged to meet there one Friday straight from work.

Naked Housework- I [F] like to clean in the nude [exhib] [reluctance]

I’m a bit of a closet naturist. I’d never go nude in public, not even on a nude beach or at a nudist camp, but at home I have a tendency to shed my clothes. Why not? There’s no-one there to see me and I find it liberating. I do all my housework nude.

I’m not careless about my nudity. A certain natural modesty prevents that. I keep a slip-on housedress available on a peg next to the front door. It’s the work of a moment to put it on before answering the door. If I have visitors who are actually going to come into the house I take a moment to slip into my bedroom for some underwear.

Currently I was in the kitchen doing a bit of cooking, listening to the radio and trying to keep one ear peeled for the door-bell. I’ve been expecting a package for several days now, and I’ve been bugging the postman about it. He has to deliver it to the door because he needs to get a signature. I have stressed several times that the package is important and that I need it.