How I [F] met my husband [M]

Hallo again! I’ve had multiple folks ask me to write more, which really is a surprise. But ok. I was asked about going into more detail about my husband and getting over my Dong Kong trauma that I talked about in my first post: [link]

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I’m not quite ready for that story, so I thought I would write the story of how I met my husband first.

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I talked about how I had zero sexual experience prior to college due to my religious upbringing. (That plus homeschooling ment my only real social world was church). So naturally, when I got to university and wifi my parents couldn’t monitor, one of the first things I did was research and explore the world of sex and sexual pleasure.

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Cue the dong Kong event, and subsequent discovery of vibrators and the divine gift that is the clitoral orgasm.

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But what you might not expect, is that this sexual awakening/blooming came with absolutely zero (0) man sexy times. Turns out, discovering how to be super horny and sexy does not actually turn of years of ingrained social anxiety and flight instincts. Throw in the dildo incident and penetrative sex was not something I felt I was able to do. Read more »

Movie Night With Him : Dutiful Housewife Story [MF]

*This story is the second erotic collaboration between [F]* u/LittleNaty *(Author/Model) and [M]* u/MrQuick83 *(Developmental Editor/Co-Author). We both hope you enjoy this work of pornography as much as we enjoyed creating it!*

Well hello. My name is Naty. Do you remember me? I told you before how beneath my shy, exterior there beats the heart of an entirely different 27 year old woman. A woman of desires…. of *hungers*. I work hard to conceal the fact that I am an insatiably horny slut who *always* wants to be fucked. John’s possessiveness has only made it more difficult to hide my true nature. I can’t tell him this, but I’ll share with you. As long as you can keep it our little secret.

Even after my last adventure, John never quite figured out that his dutiful little housewife has a constant craving for hard, throbbing cock. Oh, my dear reader, I needed it so BADLY one night. I was laying on our bed waiting for him to get home. Wearing nothing but a pretty black lace bra and panties, I awaited his arrival. When I heard him coming I had already been stroking my pussy getting it nice and wet for him when he burst into the room saying: Read more »

The Arena of Loads [MF] [Fantasy] [Beast] [Exhibition] [Public] [Excess] [cum] [Oral] [Second person?]

Forgot to put this in the title, but this also includes **degrading and humiliation** so don’t read if you’re not into that. **The reader has the pov of the girl in the story.**

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The Arena of Loads

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Warm lights hit your face as you approached the gate. A doorway to the infamous arena. This was a place of much significance to the society you found yourself in. An ancient, holy place. A place for men to sate their lusts.

The smooth, dark marble that the entire structure was constructed of felt cold under you naked feet. You were in an underground hallway leading to the main stage. The arena itself was a round structure surrounded by elevated seating arrangements for an audience.

This place was built as shrine for release. A building with the sole purpose of letting out men’s most depraved needs. To enter its arena was a great honor, though once you were inside you’d be greeted with no politeness or respect.

You had been selected for today. Secretly it had been a fantasy of yours for years. Read more »

[FM] [FM] My (M) college experience with my girlfriend, now wife, and her bunkmate and best friend (F) along with her boyfriend. Part 1

I wanted to share a story that happened in college that is one of my favorite experiences. My wife and I have now been married 15 years but we dated through college as we both attended the same university. In the dorms she shared a bunk bed with her good high school friend. I became good friends with her friend’s boyfriend and all 4 of us hung out frequently. There was always sexual tension and jokes about swapping partners but I never thought it would actually happen…. Read more »

Knock, knock…no [MF] [oral] [tease]

The housing situation at my university was based mostly on the assumption that students would escape the dorms once they were free to after sophomore year. Though upperclass students did live in the dorms, they were rare. My roommate, Matt, and I were among this rare breed senior year. We had lived off campus briefly, but decided it wasn’t worth the hassle- shopping and cooking for ourselves, having to get up earlier to commute into school, remembering to pay rent monthly, etc. By then we were of legal drinking age as well, and didn’t have to worry about enjoying adult beverages in the dorms as we did as underclass students. The dorms seemed like a good choice.

We chose one of the more sedate dorms, not wanting to deal with the usual freshman/sophomore rowdiness. Because we also did a work study job for the university housing facilities department, we were able get rid of extraneous furniture in our room to make space for a big couch and decent size beer fridge. Overall, we had a pretty sweet set up. We pretty much kept an open door policy in our room and got a lot of visitors from the floor, especially among the freshmen on the floor who wanted to get to know and understand these odd creatures called seniors. They were harmless for the most part and provided a distraction and some entertainment. Read more »

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 12 Part 2 (MF) (MMF) (FFM) (Group Sex) (Intense Orgasm)

She kisses him back, moaning into his mouth. She pushes herself up and wraps her arms around Wyatt’s neck and kisses him, one hand grasping his cock and stroking it gently. “I’d love nothing more, sir,” she says trying to sound confident even as her legs shake slightly in anticipation.

“That’s a good girl. I’m just getting started with you,” he says back.

“And you two?” he calls over his shoulder. She glances over at them and sees Monique kneeling on the floor with the boss’s cock in her mouth.

“He likes to be sucked until he’s good and hard before he fucks,” Anna calls out to her, a reminder that tonight is temporary. She’s still the best at pleasing her master and knows what she wants.

“Not a bad idea, little lady,” Wyatt says, wrapping both of her hands around his thick shaft. “Get to work.”

Like a good slut, Anna gets on her knees in front of Wyatt, gently strokes his shaft, and closes her lips around his tip, sucking hungrily. She hopes to impress him with the skills she has perfected over the past few months. Read more »

Surviving a boring Con[F]erence call

“Are you ready?”

She looked up at me with a broad grin on her face as she nodded. Her thunderstorm gray eyes twinkled with anticipation.

“I’m ready.”

“Good”

I smiled in anticipation as my cock started to get hard just thinking about the spectacle I was about to stage manage and see.

We had started to plan this scene a few days ago. Hope had swore up a storm that I could hear from my home office. She was in the spare bedroom that we had converted into her office during the stay at home pandemic. Usually we could go hours without hearing much being our Spotify playlists adding ambiance or the vague hum of conference calls running long. Somehow our relationship which was barely a relationship before the first shelter in place order has been working. She had gotten out of a long relationship last fall and had been living with her sister’s family. I knew her sister in a professional context and we had met for dinner and drinks in January and clicked. Within three hours of meeting, she was riding my face. Beyond good to great sex, she was smart, sassy, and easy to be relaxed around. When the epidemiologists that I knew were freaking out about COVID, I asked if she wanted to shelter in place with me at the end of February instead of being stuck with her sister, her brother in law and three elementary school age nieces. Read more »

The Nurses, Chapter 10 [NSFW]

Chapter 10

Adam was in a daze the rest of the drive back to his house. I’d never given him road head before, nor had we even discussed it as part of our “have you ever” type convos we’d had so far. When we pulled into the driveway he threw the truck into park and turned to me, the cab lights dimming slowly until we sat in darkness. 

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“That was really good. Like, really good,” he wasn’t even grinning or smiling, he just looked like he was in awe. 

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“Thank you,” I motioned a partial bow towards him and smiled. He ran his fingers through his wavy hair and then rested his hand on his knee. I could tell he was building up to say something but I really didn’t know what it was.

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“Were you jealous that Angela, well, you know, is Angela. Or did it kinda turn into some mild foreplay watching her try and get my attention?” he wasn’t sure how’d I’d react to this question, I could tell in his body language; he fiddled with the knee of his jeans a bit when he spoke. I laughed at his nervousness, though I did deep-down find it to be pretty cute that he didn’t want to upset me. What a good boyfriend. Read more »

Her curves [MF]

Her thick Carmel curves flash through my mind randomly. Our memories are filled with lust driven passions that I can’t seem to forget.

It started with a random date that was orchestrated through mutual friends. From a look through her pictures I knew that I was physically attracted.

She had thick dark curly hair that complimented her delicate facial structure. Full lips, not to mention a body that was out of this world.

We met up at a local poetry spot and immediately as we locked eyes we both were so comfortable it was really shocking.

The night went by so fast felt like we couldn’t get enough time together. Sadly, the event ended and I didn’t think she would’ve wanted to move that fast so I went home.

The following week she shocked me and invited me over. That was the beginning..

I went over and ended up cooking for her. We ate and the conversation flowed very naturally. As before, time flew and after we smoked I thought she would call it a night.

She didn’t want me to leave. The moment was intoxicating and we both didn’t feel like it was over yet. Read more »

New Year’s Eve: I[F] only all [M]en could fuck like this gay guy! [FM] Part 2

This is a follow-up on a previous post here:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gl1a6b/new_years_eve_if_only_all_men_could_fuck_like/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gl1a6b/new_years_eve_if_only_all_men_could_fuck_like/)

I slept soundly, well-satisfied, until I had to go the bathroom as I drank way more than I’m used to. After peeing I poured myself a glass of water from the fridge and went back to bed. Crawling in under the sheets I could sense Greg waking. He turned around and put his arm over me, brushing my boobs. My nipples already slightly erect as a result of the cool breeze instantly reacted. He felt it and started playing with one, and next moment his mouth was on the other one. I could feel my pussy getting wet, so felt for him under the sheet. When y hand found him, he was quite hard, so I made work of it to get him harder. Read more »