I got fucked by a bully

***Hi guys, Nina here back with another story. This story happened over the past few days and I was initially hesitant to write about it in fear of being judged and shamed more than I already am. But oh well, if you don’t like it, you don’t need to read it! :)***

By now, you have a good idea of who I am. I’m 27 years old, born and raised in the great white North, with a Lebanese background and heritage. My husband and I have been married for about a year. Over the course of our marriage, I got extremely close with his friends, five guys who all took turns pounding me behind my husband’s back, sometimes simultaneously. My husband, who was initially unaware of the situation, finally came around when I confessed everything to him. I thought that this would lead to things settling down somewhat in our lives as everything was now out in the open. But I was wrong.

Let me back up for a moment. This all started a few days ago when my husband and I were out shopping for groceries. We had run into an old friend of his, a man named Josh who I had never met before. Josh is a tall, dark-haired white man, muscular and attractive.

A good fuck (MF) (MFt) (oral) (deepthroat)

“Oh, fuck!” she gasped as soon as my cock had slid out of her throat. She had held it there for almost a full minute, massaging my balls with her tongue all the while. We hadn’t seen each other for almost a week, so our appetites rivaled those of Erysichthon of Thessaly.

“I’m almost there,” I said, stroking my shaft. “Open up,” I stated as I slid past her velveteen lips wondering how long I could hold out.

Her gag reflex all but a memory, she soon had a very intimate view of my finely trimmed pubic hair. She gagged still, knowing I enjoyed the sound, and started fucking her own throat with my cock. She shoved herself onto me over and over, gagging and spewing saliva. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. The sheer enthusiasm with which she throated my cock was astonishing.

Eventually, I felt that telling surge. It was time. “Here it comes, babe,” I warned. She blinked knowingly and held herself against me, now staring into my soul.

I came.

My Quarantine Survival Guide, Part 3: Internet Porn is a Terrible Influence ([MF], [Group], Hoarding Catan’s Lumber)

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/geb1ns/my_quarantine_survival_guide_part_1_reenter_riley/) and [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ggmr2f/my_quarantine_survival_guide_part_2_but_buddy_mf/), for those feeling nostalgic. I… know how this one is gonna end now, but we’ve got one more part from a happier time. With Riley the adventure is never permanent. Anyway, here’s some amateur porn in literary form:

“Benny touched by dick.”

I spat my mouthful of orange juice back my glass and looked at Brian. The aforementioned dick-toucher had left the apartment ten minutes earlier to retrieve liquor and other crucial quarantine supplies (also beer and bottled water).

“What?”

Brian shook his head at me and squinted then turned back to the game, Ness sending Pikachu flying off the edge of the stage. “It was, like, real quick. Basically an accident.”

I’d made the observation a moment before that they had seemed to be getting along better this morning. It mainly came from a place of small-minded competitive behavior, as they’d been teaming up and kicking my ass all morning. And worse, denying they were doing it. I couldn’t get him to admit that he saved the hammer for when I respawned, but this admission I get? I shook my head, trying my best to not be too judgmental and keeping myself guarded in the probable event that Brian was fucking with me.

Quarantine Office Secretary Slut [FMM]

Around the end of last semester, I met a married man while traveling who luckily enough, lives in the same city as I do. Ever since then, we’ve been seeing each other at least once a week to have sweaty sex in hotel rooms, cars, and even in his family home’s garage. One of his fantasies was for he and I to be naughty at his office, which was next to impossible. He has his own company and is pretty much its face, along with his founding partner. With this, he can’t take risks of ruining the company if he got embroiled with a scandal.

We haven’t seen each other since the lockdown has started, and his texts get naughtier and naughtier and I can tell he was getting blue balls from not meeting me. We’ve both been practicing social distancing so when he told me that he has an idea for us to meet, we both felt it was safe. He wants us to meet and fuck in his office, since everyone is working from home anyway and it will be empty. In addition to that, he does need some things from the office to take home.

[M]y first Time.

Note: if u people are looking for how big is my penis or how long did i fuck or so many details about the sex.., its not the post that you are looking for please skip to the next post.

Hi all, first of al i’m not a native speaker. I’m sorry for all the grammer mistakes.

First of all, i would like you to know about my physical appearance. I’m 183 cm, doing sports regularly really black hairs, white skin and hazel eyes( my dad is blond and green eyes, , why my mom had to be so dominant… )

It was winter time, it was snowing and it was fucking minus 5 degree in this europe, Germany… 2012!

Me and my friend were a tourisst in this small city and there were literally nothing do here..

We had a routine after a week. We were waking up, making breakfast and finding a place at nearest coffee shop. At that time reading books from kindle were quite cool. That’s what we were doing all the time.

Naked project day 2 saved by the bell end NSFW

Samantha clutched her stomach as she walked in line towards the gym with the rest of her class.

She was still fuming at the college asshole, mr Gregory, for stopping her using the bathroom before class because of her recent tardiness,
marching her towards her lesson her stomach growling for relief all the way there.

“Hey you ok Sam?” Richard whispered from behind her, snapping her out of her fantasy of kicking Gregory’s ass, the line was so packed she could feel his half hard dick rubbing against her leg as she bent double again trying not to shit.

“Get me outta here” She whispered desperately, her grip on her ass slipping letting out a small fart.

“Ok” he said he said eventually his eyes looking at the line of students in front of him before spotting the one he wanted.

“get ready to run” he whispered before subtlety sticking his foot out in front of the girl in front of them, making her fall head first onto mr Mathews, both landing on the floor in a heap of tits and limbs, the rest of the class crowding round to help them up.

Response to a Redditor [MF] [Erotic Pen Pals] [Age Gap] [Daddy]

**Date:** May 15, 2020, 11:00 PM

**Location:** Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

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***Dear*** u/cleopatrascunt,

A simple thank you seems incredibly inadequate after reading your [powerful letter](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ggo5il/erotic_letter_to_a_redditor_1_hopefully_of_many/), but I’m struggling to find a better response. I’m in Vancouver this week, attending a retreat for our senior executives. I’m chuckling right now because your letter arrived at a less than opportune moment. You couldn’t have known, and I’m to blame for not having any restraint. I should have waited until I was alone to read your latest post, rather than savoring your powerfully erotic words in a ballroom filled with 75 global colleagues. Oh well. Fortunately I’ve been able to enjoy your work in private a few times since.My life has been quite stressful of late. I’ve come to this erotic fiction forum to find an escape. I’m delightfully stunned to have found someone who wants to escape with me. I hope this world of fantasy is one we can continue to explore together.

Something I wrote for a man from the past… [If I Was There] [Wishful Thinking] [Thigh Riding] [F/M]

I’d like to be lying next to you, my legs tangled around one of your broad thighs. I know they’re all muscle and bone. You know I grind subconsciously as I drift to sleep, and always offer yourself up to ground me. 

I’ve put my hand back on top of yours. I’ve wanted to hold it again since that night on the bridge. You twist your fingers into mine, softly holding on, allowing both of us to get just a bit stuck in this moment. 

My eyes are closed—I’m so tired these days—but you know I’d be looking at your very soul were they open, so you keep your gaze on me, just to be prepared. Like this, it’s self-preservation, but also a bit of protection on my behalf. If I wake up in your bed with any distress, you want to ease it. 

My way of coping with how overwhelming I find this, six months on, is to keep my eyes incredibly shut. Yours is to lean over, suddenly, and kiss my forehead. My nose. Slip your hand from mine to rest on my lower back, urging me to move my hips with a bit more intention. And I give in, because how could I not?

[MF] The New Starter: Part 2

Kelly woke up from her slumber, to the sound of her alarm, slowly realising the passed out soon after the felt her intense orgasm. Laying there with her vibrator within arms reach, she goes to grab it, wanting another round… however she’s interrupted by her phone ringing. Kelly picks up the phone… “He-Hello?”… “Kelly! It’s Paul, your manager, look I need you to come in early today, need you to do something… think you can make it?”… “Sure… I’ll be in” Kelly says, frustrated… she hangs up the call, looks down and questions if she has enough time to start the day off well, sadly she decides not to and begins to get ready for work.

Kelly arrived at the office by 8am, ready to deal with what ever her manager had for her today. Heading into his office, she greets him, “Good morning Paul, what did you need me to do?” she asked, observing him packing up a few documents and his laptop into a bag. “I need you to train the new guy today, I would but, the big guys want too see me today, can I trust you to take care of him?”. Kelly was a little distraught at the idea, she really didn’t want a repeat of yesterday, however it’s her manager telling, so she has no choice. “Sure, whatever, I’ll make sure his is trained up”. Paul smiles, thanking Kelly before heading out the building, “He got me in early for this?…great…”

I Wish [flashback poetry] [F/M]

my thigh over your middle the muscled centre of you where all the good stuff is
(besides your face and hands and heart)
my lips on your nose my teeth on your nose your teeth on my chin
your lips on my chin your lips on my neck your tongue on my neck
your teeth (gentle) on my neck
your hands on my back pressing into two years of terror
your eyes in my gaze as my eyes say, brace yourself
my thighs suddenly grounding you
my hips on your hips
I play for keeps
you laughing at me
you nodding at me
you nodding as I speak the quietest I’ve ever spoken
your confident, cocksure voice
“I’m going to come,”
your hips still driving as I exhale your name
I wish I hadn’t said your name
I wish I wasn’t so starved
Maybe I wouldn’t have spent the morning in the back of my car
draped over you

“I didn’t expect or intend on this,”
I expected and intended on this