You and Me

I was pretending to sleep, like I always do when you come home in the mornings. Most days it just makes you roll your eyes when I don’t answer your “Good morning, gorgeous”. Not this morning. Oh no, this morning I was not prepared for your response.

This morning I had positioned myself as if I naturally kicked the blankets so they no longer covered my tits. That my mouth was slightly parted so you could wake me up by shoving your big cock in my face. And well…that’s kind of what happened. This morning I must have caught you in a mood because you grabbed a fist full of my hair roughly and when I opened my mouth to gasp you shoved yourself past my lips to hit the back of my throat. I’ve been trying to get better at deepthroating, but I immediately start gagging on your dick. Read more »

[Str8] [FM] Exhibitionist Flight Attendant Acts Out Her Public Masturbation Fantasy at an Austin Swinger’s Club

As a flight attendant and exhibitionist, I take advantage of my travels to find men willing to indulge me in my fantasy of dancing and stripping nude from my flight attendant uniform and then masturbating to orgasm. It could be for a male flight attendant or pilot on my crew, someone on the hotel staff or even as wild as entertaining in the cockpit on a long all-nighter to Europe. As long as someone is watching me, I get off to it.

Before I got hired by an airline, I used to fantasize about traveling and meeting men to watch me masturbate. It could be to the many cities my airline flew and it could be done anonymously with perfect strangers, which was my ideal fantasy. The world was going to become my exhibitionist playground. Read more »

I[F] fucked my coworker/former prof [M] then let him cum in me

Lots of exposition, more sexy stuff after the ~~~

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3 years ago, I got a job at my Alma mater. I worked in an administrative department and had graduated two years beforehand.

The entire time I was a student I had a massive crush on a prof (who we will call Iain). I took a few of Iain elective classes. The class sizes were pretty small, and we had many of the same interests so we would chat and get coffee occasionally. He was probably in his early-30s at the time, and I was in my early 20s. I’ve always been a tomboy (short hair, collared shirts) but I was a significantly worse-dressed, more awkward tomboy from 18-22. By the time, I was hired (24), I had figured it out. I’m small chested and have a curvy waist. I do long-distance cycling and running because my legs are super long and tbh they are my best feature.

Iain and I followed each other on social media and he knew I had gotten the job at the college. Our offices were at completely opposite ends of campus and it was unlikely that we would run into each other in a normal workday. I had gotten over my crush more or less and thought it would be fine. Read more »

[FM] Massaging Another One of my Boyfriend’s Friends

If you haven’t read about it yet, I [massaged my boyfriend and gave him a happy ending. ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eeqkjs/fm_putting_my_limited_massage_skills_to_use/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

He then told his friend about it. Who then asked for [a massage and happy ending of his own. ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eholgv/fm_massaging_my_bfs_friend/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

After that, there was no massages throughout winter break. But when school started back up in January, word started getting around my boyfriend’s friends. I was giving massages. With happy endings. Luke (my boyfriend) thought it was pretty hot that several of his friends wanted me to make them cum. But overall, none of them were serious about it. After all, I hadn’t done it for free for that first friend. As far as anyone was concerned, he had paid $40 for a massage and a handjob happy ending. But no one knew he had paid an additional $40 for me to make him cum with my mouth.

About a week into the new semester, Luke and I had a couple of his friends over to play UNO and have some drinks. Let’s call them John and Frankie. (John was the first guy I massaged and ended up blowing). Read more »

Our Orgasm [MF] [couple]

“So, what do you wanna watch tonight?” My husband lazily flicks through streaming services. We’ve been bored with the options lately and yet he will continue looking for a solid 20 minutes unless I say something.
“Actually…what if we watched something *after* this time?” I smiled.
“After? After what?” He likes to pretend he hasn’t picked up on my hints, he likes it when I take the lead at times.
“After you leave me a quivering, satisfied mess, of course,” I said, smirking and heading to the bedroom without a backwards glance.
“Okay!” And his eager tone makes me grin.

I could already feel the warmth flooding between my thighs, especially as I had been naked under my robe for the last hour anyway. While husband was in the kitchen getting us water for later, I was lighting a candle and pulling out the toys I was most interested in for the evening–an app-controlled vibrator, a string of anal beads, and our newest addition, nipple clamps. As I laid back against the headboard, letting my legs lay open, my robe exposing my full nakedness, I couldn’t help but begin to gently stroke my damp outer lips in anticipation, swirling my fingertips into the tuft of hair above my clit. Read more »

The One Where I Got Fucked At A Real Estate Showing [MF]

A few years ago, I (f) often traveled for work and would naturally call a friend for lunch as I passed through town. I (f) am 5’4”, curvy, big ass, natural C tits, dark hair, late 20s. He’s 5’10”, dark hair, broad shoulders, early 30s.

One hot summer day, I phoned my long-time friend (m), who was in the real estate business, and asked if he’d like to meet for lunch, that I was passing through town. He quickly agreed and he suggested we meet at one of those up-and-coming restaurants for a late lunch.

After I parked, I took my time checking my lipstick and outfit (for as much as I could see) in the car mirror; I wanted to be sure he was seated and waiting for me. I wanted him to get a full view as I walked through the door, fashionably late of course. As I walked through the door, I barely heard the hostess ask me to wait as I waltzed by her; my heart skipped a beat as I saw my friend waiting for me. Making every effort to look cool, calm, and collected, I told her that my date was waiting and took a breath as I made every effort to let my body convey how hot I was for him beneath my sundress as I approached the table. Read more »

[F]estival Slut Backseat Blowjob [oral] Part 1

They said that having your first real date being a weekend-long music festival seemed like a bit of a risky idea. Sure, we’d known each other for years, but spending a weekend away together as our first romantic gesture was a bit of a relationship tester. But, I was up for it. A weekend away in the woods with someone I was feeling very chemically charged for seemed like the biggest thrill. Together but alone in a crowd, feeling the rhythms of music, humid June nights in a little tent, and an adventure on the road was enough to make my heart squeal with delight. We purchased the tickets hastily and made plans to meet that morning.

K picked me up in a packed station wagon. I had just my yellow satchel with a few scant clothing items and a bar of sandalwood soap. We stopped in Kentucky; he bought me a disposable camera and a carton of Camels. It took us 14 hours but we finally arrived at our destination in the middle of the night. There was a long line of cars in the dust under a golden moon. K pulled over. “Well, we’re not going anywhere for awhile,” he said as we approached the line of traffic waiting to get into the farm where the festival was being held. It was a long drive and the thought of setting up camp seemed comforting. No one liked the idea of spending all night sitting in traffic as the ticket takers checked people in. Read more »

Last days 4 shit out of luck

Alice left the gym 30 minutes later in a dream, the thrum of her pussy nearly muted after being railed by Barrowman on the gym floor.

She had only just managed to grab a small bowl of chilli for a quick lunch before practically tripping through the door into science, quickly yanking down her skirt before taking her seat At the back of the lab

Her brain was still swirling as she sat at her seat, her bare ass pressing lightly against the cold wooden chair.

Before she could even open her book, miss Tylers wheeled in an outdated VCR system to the classes noticeable appreciation.

“A movie day” Alice thought to herself smiling as she closed her book, but as she settled down to zone out for the next hour her stomach growled noisily before her bare ass let out a small hiss and returning to silence.

She thought nothing of it as she returned her gaze to the screen thinking that it was probably her little ping pong show for Barrowman that’d fucked with her ass. Read more »

[F4A] Found What My Mom Watches for Porn

So my mom has been buying stuff online like crazy and after a while I said I obviously want something so I look up the website she goes on on my phone. After figuring out what I want I tell her but I have to order off her phone cause her information is pretty much automatically put in. She’s laying on the floor and I open her phone to look it up and she has pornhub open. She had Owen Grey’s profile open and when I went back in history it was a bunch of his other ones. I rarely get off to my mom but this might be another time.

I really wish I could have this situation happen with my daddy though. He’s the one I really want. If I could get into his phone, I’d look through every single dirty text he’s sent his gf and all the dirty pictures I know he sends her. I’d look at all the porn he likes to watch and I’d make sure he opens his phone to some daddy daughter porn (unless hopefully that’s what it is already).

Felt like sharing cause I don’t post as often as I would like to.

Crossdressing Confessions – Part V

My face is pressed closely to her sheets, my blush-covered cheeks just faintly grazing her white-cream toned sheets. I can feel her stalking behind me, creeping closer and closer with a predatory sense of pleasure. She is like a snake on the verge of striking, and I am her prey. I feel like a trembling, thoughtless mass of warmth just waiting to be constricted.

“How about we make this a little more interesting,” Florence muses, as though she hasn’t already launched a full fleet of surprises. She drags a solitary nail up and down my back, before correcting my position. I can feel the smooth, glossy finish on her nail as she traces the proper arch of my back. The sensation creates a feeling of weight bearing down on my own painted fingers and toes. The shallow hue of pink is sinking into me, pressuring my hands deeper into the mattress.

“Legs apart,” Florence orders. I obey. “Keep your face down. Don’t stop bending your back. You’re trying to show off your ass and nothing else. More. Relax your feet. Good.” She does some manhandling to make adjustments. “Perfect. Now hold still.” Read more »