My boyfriend from that time (I’m not with him anymore) was going to the gym, I always stay in shape, but I had just moved so he invited me to try his gym and I gladly accepted. It was a gigantic gym, with different areas, more like a club than a normal gym. My boyfriend paid me the first month and we started attending together. After a few days I started to see everything that the place had to offer and I was interested in yoga. I told my boyfriend but he said it was a girl thing. I attended the next class that I could, when I was just going to enter, the teacher saw me from top to bottom, it made me a little uncomfortable, and he asked who I was, I explained that I was new, he told me to go the next day and to wear something more comfortable, I used to go in ugly pants, he insisted that I wear tight and light, I saw that all the girls were wearing lycra shorts and yogapants, I was a little uncomfortable with his request. But I was sincerely curious, so I went the next day with a red yogapants that I had.
Daddy’s special cream (M/f, DD/lg, orgasm denial, false comfort, mindfuck)
**Edit: Reddit removed all my formatting, here’s a link
[Daddy’s Special Cream ](https://www.literotica.com/s/daddys-special-cream)
It started with a voicemail (MF, friends, bi woman)
It all started with a voicemail.
I was away for a weekend with my closest girl friends. We hadn’t seen each other for a few years, so there was a lot to catch up about one another. We talked about promotions, politics, and our families. But that’s not what got me into trouble. What got me in trouble was talking about our love lives. Normally, I’m not the sharing type, but I had had many beers and a year long dry spell while focusing on my career. So of course Jason came up.
Jason was my flatmate. Not the kind of guy you would pick off the street as an attractive guy, but once you got to know him, you knew he was something special. I was telling my friends about how he had started working out after his last girlfriend dumped him. He is a big and broad guy, but very soft. After just a few weeks of working out, I began to notice the definition in his arms and in his face. What once was a soft round face was now defined by better eating habits and a new beard. When most guys came back from the gym, they smell gross and sweaty. Not Jason. He smelled manly and earthy more than anything. I couldn’t help but notice the outline of his cock in his sweatpants. It wasn’t very big, maybe average size. But from living next to him for a few years now, I know he knows how to use it.
An impromptu college orgy [F]
All the isolation of quarantine is making me miss all the times before where I got to be… extra social in the last few months. I’ve been reminiscing about one evening in particular where my roommate and I got into some real fun.
My best friend / roommate Sara and I had been spending most of our senior year drinking and fucking. A lot of nights we’d get wasted, stumble home, and hop into bed together, fingering and eating each other out until we fell asleep.
Eventually we decided to mix it up, and we did it right. For a couple of slutty college girls, getting guys through Tinder is easy. You just post the right combination of skimpy bikini shots and a bio that hints you’re down to fuck, and the boys come rolling in.
Sara and I got to work recruiting unsuspecting guys to our plan. We’d tell them they could fuck two girls at the same time if they came over. Which wasn’t a lie exactly, just not the whole truth. The whole truth was that they’d get two girls, but they’d have to share.
Those Big Green Eyes
I need to get this off my chest. So first I want to say I love my wife and nothing will ever change that. But for this story to make sense I guess I will have to start from the beginning. I met my wife at a Church Fund Raiser when we where both 18. It was love at first sight. She had jet black hair and piercing green eyes and a smile that could melt your soul if you stared too long. To say I was smitten would be an understatement. Well obviously seeing such an attractive girl I knew I needed to go up to her. Even though I was 5′ 4″ and 120 pound shrimp at the time her beauty propelled me forward.
I could feel my heart racing with each step I took towards her. My hands became sweaty and my mouth began to dry up. Now I don’t remember the whole story because I think I had some sort of outer body experience and I could see myself way up high looking down at the event that was about to transpire. But I think I said in a low voice almost a whisper “Hi my names Marty it’s n-n-n-nice too meet you.” She giggled and said her name was Claire. I then asked if she would want to see the new Star Wars movie that just came out. Keep in mind this was the 70’s and that movie was bigger then Jesus at the time but I digress. Too my absolute shock she said yes and after that we where pretty much inseparable then.
Daisy in the Dirt, A Punk Rock Sex Story [MF] [Oral] [PunkAF]
“Bro, you heading over to Geezer’s later?”
“Yeah man, haven’t seen The Dirt Stars in a minute.”
“Bro, that chick singer though. Daaaaaaamn.”
“Haha! Yes, she’s attractive, but I mean, they’re a good band regardless of the singer’s physical attractiveness.”
“Haha, whatever bro, you know you want that!”
“Alright Bret, calm down, man.” I said with a chuckle.
There was about an hour left of work. Me and Bret work in technical support at the same office, and also hang out in the same circles. He’s kind of a douche on the surface, but what can I say, the guy knows how to have fun. We were supposed to be working, but we spent the last hour shooting the shit and watching YouTube videos. It was a slow week, and the support calls weren’t coming in. Summer Fridays are pretty sweet sometimes.
The Dirt Stars are a local punk band. They’ve been around for a few years, and I know a couple of the guys in the band, plus Daisy, the lead singer. I was in a band with their bass player and drummer. We were called The Moldy Takeout Containers. We were good, but we broke up pretty quickly over creative differences. Things were amicable though, and we still hung out from time to time.
Truth or Dare [FM]
We were at this party. A friend of mine had invited me, so I only knew her and my boyfriend whom I took there.
Everything normal, we were a little drunk and it got late. Approximately 3am and we form a circle the rest. My boyfriend, my friend, 2 more guys and 2 more girls. As I said, I only knew my boyfriend and friend.
We started drinking more heavily there, as if it was our duty to finish the remaining alcohol, so we all had several rounds of tequila shots. I was honestly quite drunk and dizzy. A guy who was several years older than us (maybe 10 or more) proposed to play truth or dare. I’ll call him “John”. We gladly accept and begin.
The normal first, the horny questions. How many people had we fucked, our favorite sexual thing, all of that. Among the questions, I answered that I really liked giving blowjobs, I was drunk and uninhibited, so I even gave details about what I liked to swallow, my boyfriend was proud and boastful.
Making Cookies [MF] [slight dom/sub] [kitchen sex]
It’s a sunny afternoon. The light streams through the kitchen windows as I roll out the dough. My forearms ache, pressing firmly down and spreading it. I don’t know why I agreed to making so many cookies. They were for a small gifting event meant to brighten up the neighbourhood, and with so much time in quarantine it seemed like the perfect chance to keep busy. Now I regretted it, lightly covered from sweat in the heat of the kitchen, working on the third batch of the day.
“Still working hard in here, I see?” I hear Milos say from behind me. I turn to look at him but find him far closer than I originally thought. My shoulder bumps his chest as I turn and I retreat, facing the counter. The heat of his chest radiates against my back, his hot skin far hotter than the steaming kitchen. He places his hands either side of me on the counter, trapping me between his toned arms. He peaks over my shoulder, “Looks good, give me a taste.”
You knew it was wrong…
But you couldn’t help yourself. You’re curiosity and desire got the best of you, and you decided to throw caution to the wind…
The thought had naturally crossed your mind before, but you always pushed it right away. “No,” you’d say to yourself, “that’s just silly. Purely a fantasy. That stuff only happens in porn. That’s not real life. Besides, there’s too much at stake anyway.”
“I mean, who would believe it?”
1. …sleeping with one of your son’s friends…
2. …sleeping with one of your students…
3. …sleeping with one of your friend’s sons…
4. …sleeping with a much older or younger co-worker…
5. …sleeping with (someone so much older or younger than you)… or anything taboo
“That actually sounds crazy! If anyone ever found out, your life would be ruined! Your husband/bf would leave you… you’d get fired… your family would never speak to you again…”
“…Well, if it’s so crazy, then why are you even considering it? Why are you texting him right now? Why even go down this path? Why not just walk away?”
[MF] Running to the bus stop with cum leaking out of my ass
I was in my 20’s. It was a few months after [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ghhjpr/mf_that_time_my_husband_paid_me_16_in_change_to/) story. We had moved into our house by this time. It was near a bus route that would drop me off right at the door of the building I worked in, so no parking fees. Yay!
My husband worked later than me, so he was usually lounging around in bed when I got up. He pretty much tried talking me into morning sex every day. He got his wish often enough.
Well, on the morning in question, I wasn’t really in the mood and was running late as it was. I was all prepared to turn him down, but this particular morning he didn’t ask. He just looked at me and said, “Get the lube.” A switch flipped inside me. There was suddenly nothing I wanted more than his dick buried deep inside my ass.
I got on all fours in front of him. He started to fuck me as he massaged the lube into my butt. When I was ready, he pulled out and slowly pushed into my ass. It hurt, and the pain was exquisite. He fucked my ass harder and faster with every stroke. With one last hard stroke, he unleashed his load deep inside of me. He pulled out, slapped my ass, and told me I’d better catch the bus. Then he layed down and turned over. He didn’t even kiss me goodbye.