‘I did something bad tonight, honey.’ (Part 3) [MF]

*You can find the second part of my story here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gr1ram/i_did_something_bad_tonight_honey_part_2_mf/*

*Short summary: after having been fingered by a stranger in a club, my fiancée slowly introduced me to the fantasy of seeing her take another man. She fucked herself with a dildo while I was only allowed to watch. Now she was hitting the clubs again, leaving me all alone at home thinking about what might happen while she as out…*

It was already past 3 a.m., when I finally heard the rustling of her keys from outside our apartment door. Waiting for Marie like that had been torture… in the best way possible. The bottle of wine in front of me was nearly empty and I had given up rather quickly on my original plans of relaxing in front of the PS4. My mind had been racing the entire evening and I must have masturbated at least three times thinking about her on the dancefloor, surrounded by strangers. Thinking about how they might approach her, how she would let them feel her up.

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Unknowingly used pt 2 ??[M/F] [Str8] [nc]

I can’t seem to post links to other stories here, but please check out part 1 either at this subreddit or at r/rapestories

Anyways, thanks to everyone for your comments and support. I hope all you kinky people like part 2 as much as I do!

I open my mouth to scream but nothing comes out. Jake stares at me and smiles, slowly stroking his thick cock. I realize quickly how little clothing I have on, only a sheer night dress that has ridden up high on my thigh. I stand up and try to cover my body with a blanket from the couch, but Jake has already crossed the room in three big steps. His hands gripping my wrists. Not too tight, but strong enough that I can’t cover myself. “Good morning” he whispers in my ear, “how are you feeling?” I blink up at him and try to figure out what to say. “Uh, I’m ok, I don’t really remember much from the party last night… what happened?” Jake smiles, “how about I show you?” He says as he pulls me towards the bedroom.

The day it finally happened [MF]

The day was finally here. I had thought about, teased, masturbated to, and dreamed about this day for months and it was finally here.

I was pulling up to the airport to pick her up when I got her text “I’m in front of a pillar that says D2. See you soon ?”. Immediately I felt my cock twitch in my pants, I was drunk on the idea of what was to come. D2, there it was. I saw Dana immediately, wearing a white tank top showing just enough cleavage so my imagination kept running. I pulled over, got out and didn’t say a word. We hugged and I took the opportunity to feel her ass, something I was sure I’d be more acquainted with in a couple hours.

“Hey! How have you been” she asked

“I’ve been doing pretty well but so much better now” I said as I loaded her bags into the truck.

The Glory Hole

A glory hole is a thin hole in a wall or other type of divide where a man inserts his penis to achieve sexual gratification. It’s anonymous, it’s mysterious, and it has one purpose. The purpose is for one person to orgasm, and the other to achieve the power of making someone orgasm. Unlinke sex, the glory hole does not care much if you are hot, attractive or lean and muscular. It’s a simple cock through a simple hole. With sex you try to have stamina, last a long time and have mutual pleasure. With a glory hole, speed is a skill and with great speed it allows the other party to reap the reward, a warm, salty load of cum as their trophy.

First Ever Lady of the Night

Haven’t had male prostitutes, but I’ve paid 2 female escorts before, I want to talk about this woman named Midnight.

In my younger years, I met her online, promised her $100 in cash and a few bowls of cannabis.
I was home alone for a couple days and made sure my room was immaculate and the bathroom was clean as well.
While she was on the way, I ensured she’d have food and drink she likes.

When I saw her in person I felt my jaw drop, she started laughing and asking if I thought I was being catfished.
“No, you’re just a lot better looking than your photo” I remember telling her as I handed her the cash.
I let her know we can smoke before and/or afterwards.

Midnight was a tall, fat Black woman. Cellulite, rolls, thunder thighs, the whole enchilada.
Big, bright red lips in a sexy smirk.
A blue dress that showed off her wonderfully thick hips and her giant bosoms, jiggling with her every movement.
Sparkly blue high heels,
black hair with a couple of bright red streaks
and dark, glittering eyes like coals in a fire.
A slightly hooked nose that fit her face perfectly.
Cute chubby cheeks with dashes of light brown blush.
Her ass was huge, I thought I might actually have a heart attack if she twerks.
Her finger and toenails were painted bright red as well, her whole outfit was just perfect.

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(M)y coworker’s (f)irst time at the strip club [MF] (part 2)

Part 1 here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gr93j9/my_coworkers_first_time_at_the_strip_club_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x

After the last experience with Dahlia, we messaged each other somewhat regularly and would talk about how hot that night was and how we wish we could experience it again. She would say things like that she regretted not coming back to my room and fucking me that night. Our next work event was a few months away, but I was already getting my hopes up about how it would play out.

We were in a different state and city from the last time, so I looked up the local strip clubs ahead of time, just in case that’s where things ended up again. I knew that it would be a day full of sitting around an office, followed by a work happy hour, then we were free to do whatever.

The day of the event comes and it plays out exactly like I expected. At the happy hour, Dahlia was being touchy and flirtatious as usual. She was making comments and dropping hints that she wanted to relive our previous experience. Her and I were socializing/networking, but I was getting impatient with wanting the happy hour to wrap up. I was drinking faster than I should have due to nerves and anticipation, which in hindsight I regret.

Recalibrating (F)(Solo)(Shower)

After a bad night’s sleep – where dreams of falling from bridges only to land, inexplicably, on piles of glistening naked women had me tossing and turning in various ways – I dragged myself out of bed with the crystal clear realization of where I’d gone wrong. What had happened to mess-up my usually keen sense of judgment. I’d been in denial.

I threw off the t-shirt I was using as a nightie and stomped with determination into the bathroom. I started the shower and let the water temperature sort itself out while I went to check on my phone. I had plugged it in the moment I’d got home the night before and waited until it had been resurrected enough to send a text I’d fired off a couple – a few to Uncle Vic and then, after much thought, a wordy apology to Mark. Now, when I poked it awake there were a dozen or more messages waiting.

[MF] Finally fucking my best friend

Emma and I didn’t really know each other well until our final year of high school together. My girlfriend at the time told me that Emma fancied my best friend, so I passed on the message and they started dating. We would hang out together all the time, often just me third wheeling the two of them, but it was my best friend and Emma and I were getting closer so it just felt natural.

Cut to after uni, I have long since broken up with my girlfriend and eventually my two good friends did as well (it was messy, though I’m still good friends with both of them). Now Emma and I spend a lot of time together. Visiting each other in our respective cities, spending time together at Christmas back home, going to festivals together. She is a very sexual person and we spoke in depth about our sex lives and who we were dating at the time, and even though I find her very attractive, neither of us felt compelled to make anything happen. For years we would share a bed after a night out, share a tent and get changed in front of each other, but nothing would happen.

A steamy night with Daisy Ridley (I’ve never uploaded something like this before, but I wrote it as a comment the other day, and thought it was too good, not to share. Please, feel free to share your opinion.)

Daisy and I have been going at it for hours. She’s on her back and I’m on top, ramming her like crazy. We’re both hot, sweaty, moaning and panting uncontrollably. She’s had several orgasms, but I’ve had none. I’ve been edging, especially these last 30 minutes, and could blow a huge load any second now. Daisy looks into my eyes, her teeth gritted and her look piercing – like a predator. I lean down over her body, she wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my back. She can’t get enough of me.

Lost in each others eyes, all I can hear now, is the sound of our rigid breathing and our bodies slapping against each other. God, even after hours of fucking, she is still tight. My mind is dazed with sensations, I can barely keep up. Skin on skin, tongue on tongue, nails in my back and legs urging me on, pushing me deeper inside.

I gaze away from her stare, and down her toned sweaty body. She’s beginning to tense up again, and her grip on me hardens – another orgasm is about to flood her, and I am almost on the edge.