I [F] spent my time with an older guy [M]

This is definitely the oldest guy I’ve been with, so far at least. I don’t really mind going for older guys, when I get desperate for cock, literally almost anyone will do. Older guys are still guys after all! They have the same needs, the need to nut!

Anyway, I was at college in one of my old science classes, and we had an assignment where we were put into pairs. I was paired up with this older guy, David, who was, yep, 52. At first I groaned, this was going to be me carrying this older guy, but as we got to talking he was pretty nice, and knew a lot about the topic!

So, we worked together for 5-6 weeks, getting to know eachother, joking around, doing some work, even some casual flirting. One day I even sat on his lap as he was filling out some of our paperwork, just to tease him.

Well we finished the assignment and he invited me out for drinks to celebrate us being done, ‘Sure!’ I said, I needed to unwind anyway, all my other classes were pretty intense so getting out and relaxing was a good idea.

[FM] the time I had my first multiple orgasms

This is a follow up story form my last post about [Matt](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gtxd7v/the_time_i_let_him_fuck_me_raw_fm/?st=KB1SXE2S&sh=71b05438)

After my night of raw passion with Matt, we both got tested and I went back on the pill. We were lucky but know better than to risk it again. The chemistry between us got stronger and stronger, I’ve never had a guy have such an effect over me. We could be driving and talking and he’d innocently touch my leg or brush my arm and my body would start to get all warm and tingly with anticipation. The next couple of months we spent in a bubble of hanging out, passionate sex and late night booty calls. It was great and I was falling fast.

Before I’d even realised how hard I was falling we smashed into rocky ground. A close relative of his past away and he started to withdraw and push me away. I gave him his space but was so head over heels that I did allow some questionable behaviour to fly. A story for a different subreddit I’m sure. I know there is a correlation with a turbulent relationship and amazing sex but wow, the more we tried to end things the stronger we seemed to gravitate back to each other. Although our communication was terrible when it came to feelings it was incredibly open sexually. We started trying knew things including my first facial on his birthday and a failed attempt at anal, that somehow lead us to discover that he loves his ass being played with, which leads us to today’s story.

Movie Night (M/F) (Public, Anal, Teasing, Oral)

(Obligatory apology as I do write on mobile and some grammar and pacing might be a little off. This story is the first one i ever wrote, that I guess I never posted. Enjoy!)

We sit down in the movie theatre as the lights dim and the ads thunder over us. The theatre is empty apart from a few couples scattered in front of us. I look across at you and kiss your lips as the title card plays. The speakers drown out any noise but the movie as we kiss. Soon, our eyes are drawn to the lightshow going on in front of us.

My hand strays from my lap to yours and i caress your thigh. Gently squeezing it as i run my hand up and down your leg. I gently grab your dress and pull it back, back and back till it pools in your lap and i have easy access. I gently press down on your clit through your panties. I hear your breaths stutter as i slowly rub it in circles. Round and round, so painstakingly slow.

A Step Apart: Teased [F4A][stepsister][stepbrother][sex][orgasm]

Stephanie Modders laid on her bed with her cellphone in her hands hovering over her face, clicking away at her texts. Her pink, spaghetti strapped under shirt was half riding up her belly revealing the belly button piercing her mother nearly killed her for getting last year. Even though she was 18 when she got it, her mom didn’t like piercings that were anywhere but the ear and she didn’t like tattoos, period. Which is why Stephanie was taking this time while her mother was out running errands to wear as little clothes as possible and air out her recent tattoo she got on the small of her back. Every other waking and sleeping minute she spent at her mom’s house she would have to wear some over sized sweat shirt or a baggy t shirt that wouldn’t risk revealing her tattoo any time she bent over.

Matt didn’t mind in the least. He sat balancing on a large blue sit-up ball in the corner of the room and pretended to type on his phone. In reality though, his eyes couldn’t keep from creeping up and down his step-sister’s body. Her long tan legs that stuck out from the small black with pink trim, loose fitting shorts she wore.

[F]inding My Kink

*** Marks where the fun starts. Personally I think you need the whole story to get it and it isn’t long before the sexy stuff, but to each their own.

A little background about me: I am a mid-20s bisexual female. My current GF(Also a mid 20s bisexual female) was only the second person I had ever been with when we started sleeping together. I wasn’t a saint by any means and liked to try new things with my previous (M) partner, but I still wasn’t very experienced. At the time of this story my GF and I had been together for less than a year, we’ll call her Jane.

Jane and I would have sex pretty much nonstop when we started dating. Being with a female there was never any real stopping point for sex so we could fuck for literally hours at a time, but those stories are for another time. Jane has always been more social than I have and I am typically content to stay home while she goes out with friends.(Being stereotypical “lesbians “ I moved into her place within a couple months of our first kiss). This particular night she was out with her soccer friends and came home absolutely hammered and immediately started kissing on me, even though I was half asleep. I eventually woke up, but tried to slow her down to sober her up by asking about her night. She told me about the team drama and blah blah blah, then suddenly bursts into tears.and blurted “I have to tell you something.”

My last day of zoom class [F]

So today I had my last day of my zoom class and I wanted to provide a little extra fun as a parting gift to my classmates. Today I decided to wear the thinnest white tank top I own and no pants just a hot pink g string that I pull up high to secure my curves . My tank top was very tight and low on my breasts and I was not wearing a bra either so my nipples were definitely noticeable. Our private breakout rooms began and as always I was grouped with 3 guys. I would lean to reach pencils behind my computer screen giving them a perfect shot of my tits. I noticed two of the boys reacting but the third one didn’t see. I had to make sure he saw so I continued flash my cleavage into the camera until I got his attention. I probably should mention that I do my classes from the comfort of my bed. I decided to take it a little further and moved onto my knees to reach for my side table I exposed my hot pink thong and the side of my ass. Once I knew I had their attention it was go time. I took my dildo and started to tease my pussy with it. I was not shy of showing the pleasure on my face however I kept my composure. Once I started getting wet enough I pushed my dildo into my pussy. I let out a small moan but quickly covered it up with a cough although I’m sure they heard it. It was our last breakout group of the class and I knew I wouldn’t be seeing them anymore so I let a few more moans and gasps out. My nipples were rock hard and the breakout group was just about to end so I tugged on my shirt exposing a nipple before quickly covering it then let out one last moan as I pulled my dildo out of my pussy quickly flashing it across the screen. I hung up instantly and masturbated for 2 straight hours. Sorry if this was written poorly just too excited thinking about it. I have a new zoom class starting next week… should I try something else?

The result of a girls’ weekend [FF],[MF]

Monday evening of the three-day girls’ weekend couldn’t arrive quickly enough. When my wife got in the door, I pounced on her.

“Well?!”

She gave me a smooch, then paused to look me right in the eyes. The twinkle in her eyes gave it away immediately. I wanted details and said as much. She waved me off.

“I want you to fuck me first,” she said. groping me. “I need this cock in me now. I’ve been waiting all weekend for it.”

She stepped back, pushed down her shorts and underwear, and stepped out of them, revealing she was already wet and very much not joking around.

“Don’t make me say it again.”

I unzipped and freed myself and slowly entered her from behind, bending her over the arm of the couch. A few tentative thrusts confirmed she was as wet as she looked.

She looked back over her shoulder as I was slowly thrusting and said in a measured voice, “I am saying this so that it’s completely clear. Fuck me as hard as you can. I want your cock. I want to feel you cum. I want it!”

Two-Week Fling with My[F] Roommate[M] Part 3: Swallowing His Load

The basement was partially finished, and one of our roommates had a spare couch that wouldn’t fit in the living room, so there was a small sitting area amongst the other odds and ends we stored down there. When Scott and I got to the basement, we immediately landed on the couch.

We nervously began making out, really feeling each other’s bodies for the first time. I grabbed his dick again, and this time I knew I wanted to do more than just touch it. “Can you take your pants off?” I asked. I’m notorious for accidentally snapping the waistband against my husband’s dick in my excitement, and I figured that was not a good way to start things off. Scott pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles, revealing a decent-sized cock that was very well-groomed. I continued jacking him off, watching his eyes roll back in his head, then asked “Can I blow you?” He seemed surprised, but nodded enthusiastically.

The Reparations Act – An Interracial Cuckold Story (MFM)

**Intro**

This is part erotic story and part roleplay prompt. Would love to find a partner to roleplay where this story leaves off!

**The Box**

The metal box was delivered several days ago. Neither my wife of I had moved it since. The drone had had to wait for us both to get home the evening of delivery day, requiring our thumprints to release the package. I wondered how long it would have waited before alerting the authorities. The box was not as patient as the delivery drone though, it had a timer ticking down on a display next to the Reparations Act logo.

Of course I knew eventually our number would come up. By now more of our friends had gotten the box than hadn’t. We’d already attended the required counseling sessions to prepare for its arrival, what it meant, but my gut still filled with lead when it arrived. Days and passed and all the while the timer just kept ticking away, counting down each day.

What’s My Job 6 [affair]

Two days later, Amy decided she wanted to go to her parents’ to visit.

“I don’t feel so great,” Bill said, “but you and the kids can still go. Enjoy yourselves.”

“You’re sure?” asked Amy. Bill nodded.

“I’ll be fine,” he said. “I’ll probably just sleep and if I need anything I can go get it.”

“Ok,” said Amy. It took an hour for her to get herself and the kids ready and then they left.

Bill waited a good thirty minutes before he left and drove to the address Olivia gave him. He rang the doorbell and was surprised to not hear a dog. Olivia answered the door in a black silk robe. She smiled and let him in.

“I thought you were dog sitting,” said Bill.

“Pet sitting,” said Olivia. She pulled him by his pants to the living room.

“What are you pet sitting?” asked Bill as he sat on the couch.

“Cats,” said Olivia. “They are these people’s pride and joy and they spoil them rotten, but I get paid and get cable, so.”