Getting my [t] brains finally fucked out, part 2 [tm]

[part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/g7hxwt/getting_my_t_brains_officially_fucked_out_mt_part/)

He picked me up a block away from my house, and I sat in the passenger seat, inched up as close as I could get to his side of the car. He smirked as he placed his hand on my left thigh and squeezed, greeting me briefly afterwards. We drove down that steep hill with a perfect view of the ocean, eventually getting into an area with traffic.

In the moments of stillness I would lean over and kiss his cock through his jeans. After the first time he started pushing my face down further, my mouth firmly pressed against his thick cock. We were like that for about 5 minutes, my moans muffled by his rough denim. As we left congestion and got on the old coastline highway, he groped my thigh and my crotch, squeezing and teasing me, making me gasp and shudder. Knowing what was coming was making me literally drip with a mixture of anticipation and pure horny.

I had been fucked in the ass before, once, by my ex, but it was both of our first times, he came too quickly for me to really enjoy it. But this time was different. I already knew his cock was amazing, he was confident, and what really made me excited was how dominant he was.

My Best Friend’s Girlfriend [Ff]

I can’t stop tapping my foot. It’s a nervous habit, and I have plenty to be nervous about.

Maria is coming soon. Maria and her new girlfriend. The new love of her life. The “most amazing and beautiful girl ever.” Maria and Reyna. Reyna, who I’ve never met. Reyna, who didn’t exist in my life or Maria’s life until two weeks ago. Reyna, the new center of Maria’s world.

And yes, I’m jealous. One second Maria spends every second with me, and the next she disappears from my life. Even when I text her, it takes hours for her to respond. It’s like our whole relationship was a phase for her. Never mind that I got her through two brutal break ups. Never mind that I introduced her to her (former) fiancée. Never mind that I’ve bailed her out of jail. Twice. Nope. None of that matters to her. All that matters is Reyna.

I notice the salt and pepper on the table hopping around and put my hand on my thigh to stop the shaking. Jesus, this is the worst.

Are we still friends? [FM] part 1

part 2 should be posted it was just too long of a story

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So I wasn’t expecting a lot of what happened after I posted my last story. There was a lot of positive reactions that i wasn’t expecting, so here’s another story :)
If you didn’t read my last story here’s a little insight on me I’m a 5’2 girl. 19. I have curves but am a little skinnier and have B cups. I’m a complete sub and pms are nice from time to time haha. The intro is a little long but i think it’s worth it ;)

Swim Team Slut part 3

This follows these stories – sorry for the deleted account!

Swim team slut – part 1 from eroticliterature

I sat down with Will laughing at his “one for one” comment and started meaningless chat enjoying the warmth on the patio and the fine spread laid out for breakfast.

Marie-Anne made her way to our table, and was clearly ready for the challenge of who would get the most attention for the day. She was wearing a very loose deep side cut vest with no bra and a tiny pair of jeans shorts again. She arrived at our table between will and I and purposely lent all the way across the table to pick up cutlery. This gave Will and I the pleasure of her vest dropping and us being able to see her fully exposed breasts .

She sat down and smiled at us, pleased to have gotten our attention, with her hardening nipples showing through her vests.

Tess – Chapter One. [MF] [Non-Con] [Short Story]

“Hey honey. Lovely to see you, come in.”

Chris smiled at her as he walked in through the door. “Thanks Tess. Really hoping we can get this sorted tonight, save a lot of headaches in the next week.”

Tess led him through the house to her kitchen. As he walked along behind her, his hands quivered slightly with excitement, before he clenched them to regain control. She was the mother of the groom; Chris the best man, and he’d decided to invite himself over on any flimsy pretext he could think of. He’d known her since he was old enough to walk, completely inseperable from her boy, and he’d had a crush on her since he was old enough to fantasize.

The kitchen was a wide, spacious assault of white, polished to an immaculate shine, with a central island that was part work-top, part dining table for the informal evening. As she fetched them two glasses of red, Chris made idle chit-chat, admiring as he had so many times before. She was beautiful, there was no doubt. She was quite short, with long black hair that curled into soft, lazy ringlets, and her full lips and piercing blue eyes had gained her some traction in her modelling days. She was wearing a dark grey button up blouse with the top two buttons left open to showcase her large breasts, and comfortable jeans that caressed her hips. She wasn’t slim but was far from fat; she had some extra weight everywhere you’d want it. He decided she was plump, thick in all the right ways.

The Incubus part 2 [Fantasy] [Kidnapping] [torture] [BDSM] [sadistic] [forced orgasm]

**The Incubus**

**Part 2**

I walk away from the table where Elyse is bound naked and spread-eagle. I open a large cabinet against the wall. The cabinet is made of very old oak, standing nearly 7 feet high and 10 feet wide. Opening the huge french doors reveals a large assortment of floggers, single tail whips, riding crops, paddles and canes. At the sight of this collection Elyse releases a loud scream.

“No, you can’t.” she pleads. “You can’t torture me, this is sick, this is so fucked up.”

[M4F] A Pleasant Awakening Pt. 1 – ASMR with Binaural Music To Get You In The Mood [Cunnilingus] [Teasing] [Building Anticipation] [Licking You] [Venerating Your Body] [Licking] [Tongue] [ASMR] [Hypnotic Language] [JOI] [Tellling you to Cum]

NOTE:

Originally written as a script for an erotic audio, if you’re interested in the audio you can check my profile.

The Story:

Good morning sleepyhead. And it’s a good morning for the both of us every time we wake up next to each other. I don’t know if you woke up already excited or you were still sleepy, but I’m sure you are going to enjoy my good morning kisses all over your beautiful body. I’m kissing your lips to then move down to kiss and gently bite you on your neck.

Then I whisper some of my dirty thoughts into your ear, maybe something like “I woke up so hard next to you this morning, so I’m going to make you feel how hard you’re making me”, and afterwards I lick your earlobe to then proceed down to lick and kiss your shoulders and then further down to lick your chest.

Our First Hotwife Experience.

Long story but wanted to share and encourage others to share their first time of being a Hotwife in lifestyle. We love erotic stories and would love to read others adventures. This one happened about 9 years ago. Here goes;

We were not in the “lifestyle” at the time but certainly tried to keep things interesting in our own way every now and again. We were in our mid 30’s and one evening I challenged my sexy wife to wear something very revealing and to go into a classy hotel bar an hour before me and flirt and let herself get picked up, (get drinks bought, etc.) but that once I got there we would go on with our evening together and have dinner. She reluctantly agreed and off she went.

Space…The Final FUCKtier Part 7

Summary of Part 6 if anyone skipped: The Valentine was attacked by Space Pirates. Lead by Captain Rays’ ex-husband. Mckayla and her team of skilled fighters were joined by Lucy and Willingham to help fend off the overwhelming force. After saving the captain, Mckayla and Senior Investigator Angela Bishop from the pirate leader’s sick plans. They released the Antibody Protocol, a system which eliminates any threat on the Valentine. Willingham was promoted to a Tier 3 and Rays was suspended from duty, leaving Angela in charge until his return.

The lights flashed a bright red, a rowdy whoop of an alarm sounded across the ship. “There’s a fire!” the spunky flame haired Lucy called as she reached under the ships console to retrieve a heavy extinguisher. Leaping out of her co-pilots seat she battled the small flames with a press of a button; thick white foam blasted out of the small hose which quelled the ever dangerous fire. A few moments passed as the klaxons which raped the ears of the twosome died down. She sighed hard as she let the heavy canister clang onto the ships bridge wiping the sweat from her forehead.