They Came for Me Again (M/F/F) Tickle torture, forced orgasms, spanking, oral play

This short story is available for free on Smashwords [here](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1026133)

If you haven’t read it, please read [They Came For me Last Night](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1009325) first. It is also free on [Smashwords](https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/RileyBlackstone).

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# They Came for Me Again

They came for me again. After the first time, I told myself I would be ready; I was wrong.

I was in the shower, rinsing the shampoo from my hair when the lights went dark. My first thought was the bulb had died. Quickly I finished rinsing off and reached out, fumbling in the dark for a towel.

A hand grabbed my wrist; the fingers were like iron. I tried to pull away, but it was too late. The sharp prick of a needle jabbing me in the arm was the last thing I felt before darkness took me.

I awoke, unable to move. As my head cleared, I realized I was on my knees; my body bent forward until my forehead rested on the ground. My head was still swimming from whatever was in the needle; I didn’t realize I was naked until the sharp sting of a slap on my bare ass cleared the mental fog. Read more »

Got head in classroom early in the morning while having a 300+ people walking through halls [MF]

The bell rang and everybody went out to eat. Me and the girl i once had sex stayed in the classroom. Break only lasts 20 minutes so we didnt have much time. I just wiped out my dick and she immediately started sucking it. It was around 9:35 am in the morning. She was sucking my dick and when i came she swallowed it and after that drank some coca cola. Looked at me inoccent and went out to eat.

I (28F) gave a stranger (32M) a blowjob under his desk while he was on a work call [MF] [Oral]

Thank you Reddit for turning my fantasy into a reality! I have always loved the idea of giving a guy a blowjob while he is working. The thought of him having to maintain composure while I tease his cock. Him knowing that I will stop anytime he starts to react.

I was chatting with a guy from my city’s r4r and he had looked in my post history and saw the stories I had recently posted. We decided to chat on Snapchat and he sent a photo shirtless and hanging from a pullup bar with one hand. Damn he was fit. I sent my favorite “gone mild” level sexy selfie. A shot from above of me squirming in bed. My nipples clearly hard and visible through the thin fabric of my white spaghetti strap tank top. A hint of pink panties visible beneath the sheets. He told me he was hard and I asked for a pic, but he wouldn’t send one. He said he’d never sent a dick pic before. I was a little skeptical, but decided to keep chatting. He sent a fucking hot photo of him in his boxers sitting at his desk, exactly where I would blow him. I could tell he was pretty huge under the boxers, but boy was I in for a surprise later. Read more »

Bea and me [mother in law][forbidden][older woman younger man]

My fiancee had gone out on a girl’s night leaving only Bea and myself at home. Her husband was at work and we sat watching television.

After a while she asked “I’m going to have a drink do you want one?”

I declined and reminded her that she wasn’t supposed to drink after the operation. “Your husband wouldn’t be happy to know you’re drinking.”

“I won’t say anything if you don’t. Besides, I have a few secrets he doesn’t know about.”

I immediately thought about the family friend Robert. I’d often wondered if there was something between them. He was single and once a week Bea would spend the day at his place doing his bookkeeping. She was always flirty but I always thought she stepped it up a gear when Robert was around.

She returned with the drinks and we continued watching television. Throughout the movie she would get up and pour herself more drinks. I only had the one because I had to go pick up my fiancee. Bea became flirtier and giggled about how drunk she was getting. The movie finished and it was getting later. Still no call from my fiancee. Bea could sense I was getting anxious. My fiancee was only petite and couldn’t handle her alcohol. Read more »

Yoga Practice [ff] [long] [mast] [oral] [squirting]

It’s Saturday morning and I roll over to see my alarm clock. 10:30am. At least I get a decent lie in at the weekend. I can feel that cloud of sleepiness lifting, and my attention shifts to the rising warmth deep inside me, and between my legs.

I’m always so horny in the mornings, usually I just grab the little bullet vibrator from my bedside table drawer and relieve myself with a few quick and dirty orgasms before I hop in the shower and get ready for work.

The blissful weekend though. Now I can take my time and enjoy myself. I trace my fingers up and down my body. Feeling my skin, and the way it gets softer in my more sensitive areas. I throw my bedsheets off, and sprawl out on the bed and pull my T-shirt over my head. I love this. I love the feeling of being exposed even if no one is watching. I love that free feeling, spread eagle on my bed, with only my panties still on. I arch my back for no reason other than it makes me feel sexy and run my hands down my sides and between my thighs. I love to experiment and do all the things I would never do if someone else was watching. I want to build myself up slowly. I can take my time and cum all day if I feel like it. Read more »

Two-Week Fling with My[F] Roommate[M] Part 2: Titties and Handjobs

Note: Although this happened six years ago, I know that the dialogue is accurate because most of this story is copy/pasted from the email I wrote to my husband the day after it happened. Part of our agreement was that I had to give him details of everything I did with Scott. I never thought I’d be sharing this with the internet, but here we are!

[Here’s Part 1!](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gwpyvy/twoweek_fling_with_myf_roommatem_part_1_the/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

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Scott and I were both busy on Sunday, so we didn’t get a chance to talk about what had transpired on Saturday night. On Monday, he went to work and I went to school; I was a TA in addition to taking my own classes, so I spent most of my time on campus. When I got home Monday evening, I made some dinner and watched TV with three of my roommates, including Scott. We deliberately waited for everyone else to leave so that we could have a moment alone. After one of our roommates had gone to bed and the others had left for their night shifts, I curled up next to Scott on the couch, and he walked me through all of the conversations we normally have as best friends: “Are you okay? John will be home soon, that’s good! Everything good? You seem like you’re thinking really hard about something. Wanna talk about it?” Read more »

7 is Your Lucky Number

It’s been almost 5 weeks, or has it been 6? you can’t remember how long since you’ve cum. You beg and plead and one day I snap and tell you that if you want to cum so badly, then we’re going to drain your balls.

I tie you down to the table and put my dirty socks into your mouth to gag you and drape my dirty underwear over your eyes as a blindfold. And then I start my assault on your cock:

The first orgasm passes very quickly and very pleasurably for you. I hear your moans through my socks and your hips buck to meet my hands.

The second orgasm arrives a little slower and is met with significantly less pleasure than the first. Gone are the moans and bucking hips; well, your hips still buck but they buck away from my hands, trying to save you from this torture that you brought upon yourself.

The third orgasm takes almost as long as the first two combined. You are actively wriggling in your restraints, groaning in pain as you try to escape. Read more »

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[M] [50] First Solo Experience

Ok this was during the summer basketball camps. My buddy and I would always get a ride home for practice from his mom. During the ride home my buddy asked if I wanted to stay for dinner and stay over and play video games. I said I would but I hate sleeping on your floor. He said don’t sweat it my sister is leaving for the weekend to hang with her friends, you can sleep in her room. His sister was a senior and we were 10th grade. She was very hot and always teasing his friends but really a bitch. I told him sure I will call my mom when we got to his place to ask (before cell phone).

When we got to his place I called and my mom said no problem. So we were playing games, when his mom asked him to go with her to the pizza parlor to pick up the pizza’s for tonight’s dinner. He said you stay here I will be back in a while. Read more »

45 F I miss when my son and I slept together…

As a single mom my son use to sleep in the same bed as me fairly often (a few times per month for several years). Then when I met my current husband it obviously had to stop. There is something so special and intimate looking back on those nights. He felt safe with me and there was a gratifying feeling of importance I got from it. Lately, I’ve been reminiscing on those special nights and it hurts me. We grown distant and he’s usually cold/indifferent towards me.

He pushed [M]e, so I [F]ucked her (Long)

(Title Fixed)

No I’m not proud of this, and yes it is okay to read this in David Attenborough’s voice since this is basically some Gorilla mating hierarchy type of stuff, but hey, we’re all animals too.

Anyway back a few years ago I went to a university in Manhattan which shall remain nameless, but my friend from HS went to Pace. We used to smoke with his buddy, lets call him Jason, and got to being really good friends.

Sometimes Jason would bring his GF (call her Sarah) along when we went out to Piano/other LES bars that we could trade on her looks to get into. She was super nice and seemed for the most part really into him.

One night, Jason gets too drunk and starts shoving me for literally no reason, as drunk college guys trying to act tough in front of their girls are want to do. He was a good friend at this point (we’d been hanging out for three semesters) but I was also drunk, and had told him more than once to cut it out. But he didn’t, so I sort of of beat him up in front of his girl. Read more »