[MF] Scored a phone # and some mild pics at work

I’ll start by saying this isn’t like my other posts. Majority of the posts that I’ve been putting up are from my college years, that’s because a huge chunk of my wilder sexual experiences happened during that time. I graduated from college a few years ago now, but I wanted to post about something that happened to me last week. It’s not really a gone wild story, more of a gone mild story, but still cool.

A little bit of context about what I look like since I haven’t said much about what I look like in my other posts. I’m almost full Hispanic, but I’m extremely white looking. Most people tend to think I’m either Italian or Portuguese. And I’ve been told many times that I look like John Travolta in his early career, like Grease or Saturday Night Fever. I also have colored eyes, which people always compliment me on. I keep my hair pretty short these days, because of that and the way I’m built, people always think I was or am military.

I (21) [M] discovered incest porn on my sister’s (18) [F] laptop

This morning while she was in the toilet, her laptop was open in the living room table. She was half-way through writing a school report. Being curious – I checked her browser history. The latest searches was “sex with my older brother” and “incest sex” as well as youtube links to the incest scene in “A Simple Favour (2018)”

I was instantly turned on. I know she has a high sex drive as she spends multiple times a day in the toilet for long periods of time, in what I presume masturbating (we don’t have personal rooms). I tip-toed over to the toilet and sure enough, when I put my ear to the door, I could hear very slight moaning and a wet squishing sound, as well as heavy breathing.

To think she has been masturbating thinking about fucking her older brother turned me on deeply. I had to go to the other toilet and jack one off, thinking about squeezing her boobs and pumping my hard cock deep in her wet pussy, while she moans my name.

buy me a pony [OC] [MF]

buy me a pony

by Ruby Rose

Daddy buy me a pony

Daddy take me to town

Daddy hold me tight

Daddy please go down

I will ride the pony

I will wear my heels to town

I will hold my breath

I won’t make a sound

Daddy let me pet it

Daddy slide it in

Daddy let me ride it

Daddy let me sin

I will touch you softly

I will let you deep within

I will ride it hard tonight

I will be your sin

Ruby Rose xx

[Link to Blog](https://andshewentontobe.com/2020/04/29/buy-me-a-pony/)

How I 39[F] met my future husband on the train and fucked him 18[M] within a hour of meeting him

I have not been the one to do anything like this. I was married for 15 years and had been divorced from my husband for 4 years. In that time I had tried dating but I just couldn’t find the one. Hell most of my dates didn’t even end with a kiss, none ended in sex. Here I was 39 hadn’t had sex in 4 years and only ever had sex with my ex. My only saving grace was I had spent those 4 years toning my body. I thought I’d never have sex again until I met my future husband on the train.

I work in the city, Everyday I go and catch the same train back and forth from Sydney Central station. This day was different I knew it. I work up that morning with a urge to wear a garter belt, stockings, matching bra and panties under a tight red dress. Nothing eventful happened on the way to work or at work. But all I could think about was riding my dildo and having my viberator on my clit.

Quarantined with the Landlord [MF]

It was either day thirty-seven or thirty-eight of state mandated self-distancing. Ben wished he was audacious enough to break-out a sharpie and keep track on the wall. Knowing he needed the security deposit refunded stopped him before he actually got off the couch to look through the kitchen drawers. There probably wasn’t a marker to be had, the apartment was mostly empty. His roommates, Kevin, Stephanie, and girlfriend Anna, had all packed up and headed home when campus closed. The chance of coming back was slim. They took everything with them to save the trip back. Ben was surprised how little he’d contributed to the household. One easy chair, an overturned storage tote, and a shabby card table with equally shabby folding chairs were the extent of his furniture. Anna was kind enough to leave her dishes. It was a nice gesture, meant to say “I’ll get them back from you.” But she was graduating and, before the virus, lined up for a job in Pittsburgh. But now, who knew. The remote possibility she cared about losing out on a hand-me down, chipped, big box-store dish set was not lost on Ben. Maybe they’d see each other again. Neither had been decisive enough to say it out loud, but the lack of discussion about finding a place together in Pittsburgh, Ben looking at schools in Pennsylvania, or anything meaningful beyond the most efficient way to pack up her car said enough.

Needed night of passion [mf]

To start out, my wife and I just created this Reddit to be able to share stories of some of our sexual escapades. We are by all outward appearances a conservative normal couple, but behind closed doors we have a pretty crazy and erotic sex life together. I made the comment recently after an amazing night of hot sex: “that’s the kind of sex I wish I could tell people about”. Unfortunately due to our professions, outwardly conservative lives, etc… We can’t just open up and tell our friends about some of these things. So… We created this account. If your reading, please know and understand, we aren’t professional writers and we aren’t looking for comments critiquing our grammar or sentance structure. We just want to share our stories of our sex life because it turns us on to do so. Hope you enjoy this 100% true story from the other night.

Always wanted to have [M]y way with a [F]it Brit Galmour girl… no better time than lockdown ! Long Part 1

Being home bound and only allowed out for essentials over the past month has led me to spend a lot of time browsing through instagram and snap chat with an ulterior motive. Couldn’t help my self after a while and started dropping some quite direct messages to some of the fitter less known and less followed women. After about a week of this one of them requested to add me as a friend since my profile was private. It took me all of a mili second to approve the request.

I waited about an hr and then messaged her again asking what she was into and her replies were quite direct as we loved the banter back and forth…. Her raunchyness levels turned up steadily with her asking things like…. “Love having a man to worship me” & “ Do you have what it takes to satisfy me ?” I took this opportunity to ask a couple questions of my own and I gathered she didn’t live more than couple min drive away from me. After a couple days of this back and forth ….I asked her if she wanted to drive over and since I had underground parking I could give her the key code to enter and park incognito.

[MF] 43/26 My Kiwi Teacher Slut Pt 2

PART II

To get the full story, read [Part I first](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/g73657/mf_4326_my_kiwi_teacher_slut/). She and I both enjoyed reading your comments and questions and if you encourage her enough she might even write her side of the story!

Continuing where I left off, after the concert, I returned to my B&B, my thoughts fully on her as I drifted to sleep. I think she enjoyed herself – but did she feel the same way as I did? I would soon find out.

I woke up early the next morning, and realized I had to check out by 11. I was hoping she would really want to see me again, and didn’t regret what we had done! Texting her, she made up an excuse at home to leave, and every second felt like hours as I waited for her to finally arrive in my room.

I watched for her out the front window when I saw her drive up and went outside to greet her. She even brought me some coffee — this girl would make the perfect wife! We walked briskly back to my room, and I locked the door behind us with the long metal key. This time there was no mistaking what she was there for – she came to fuck.

Nicki Minaj Called Me (Part 3/3)

[Link To Part 2]( [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ga1emz/nicki_minaj_called_me_part_23/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ga1emz/nicki_minaj_called_me_part_23/))

I woke up groggy the next morning. To my relief, the door was closed and I was alone. Comfortable.

I slid on my Buddy Holly glasses. At peace with the solitude around me… until I saw a letter lying on the dresser. The elaborate scribbled scrawl told me all I needed to know: Nicki had snuck in here during the night. Groaning, I grabbed the letter.

There was the schedule literally spelled out for me: gym, shower, interview. Even a curated wardrobe was included.

I put on the tight gym shorts. The red sleeveless shirt. Upon opening the bedroom door, Bobby Helms’s “Jingle Bell Rock” bombarded me. Not to mention this mansion’s blizzard… I couldn’t help but think how some people would find the holiday playlist a welcome reprieve from the Nickimania usually blasting. But not me. I missed the pop music in the face of this seasonal shit.

Then I hit the gym. The treadmill, the crunches. My meager weightlifting. All under those cameras’ red eyes. Not to mention the bizarre wax figure standing in the corner. The one watching me this whole time: a life-size Roman waxwork. Complete with the blonde wig, messy black dress… that deranged scowl.

Nicki Minaj Called Me (Part 2/3)

[Part 1]( [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ga1dvs/nicki_minaj_called_me_part_13/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ga1dvs/nicki_minaj_called_me_part_13/))

The shower was quick and painless. Only when I went back to my room there wasn’t the closet catalog to choose from: just the tight jeans and tight black t-shirt already sprawled out on the bed. Already selected by Nicki.

Later on, I walked past the constant cameras. The clothes tight and stylish. Just like how Nicki wanted them. I heard Tom Petty’s “Christmas (All Over Again)” coming from that dancefloor. Nicki’s Christmas playlist a twenty-four hour affair. The club open all night… Only Club Staff wasn’t. Down the hall I saw its door still closed. The lights off inside. Its Nicki soundtrack silent. Her wax sisters no longer partying since Ash and I left.

Ready for the Queen, I journeyed through the labyrinthe. The Christmas maze, the lights. The mairjuana tree. The long hallways and glowing gold records.

I only made one beer detour. One stop amongst the many roadside bars. After downing three bottles of Dos Equis, I felt more relaxed. More comfortable for Nicki and I’s forthcoming conversation.

I saw the open doorway leading to the studio. Leading me to Nicki Minaj. I glanced down at the tight jeans that would surely get her salivating. Took a deep breath. My soul with some hesitation before I went straight inside.