Ok, so I told the short and sweet version of this story last week on another forum but I’m really feeling like sharing the full version of the story with details!
So anyways, this was a few years ago… I was hanging with my girlfriends one summer night. We were all having a great night, when my friend (who’s house we were at), asked if her boyfriend could come over. This is kind of annoying bc it was girls night!
So her boyfriend shows up a little while later, and he brings a friend. Both of these guys were big tall guys, football player types (which isn’t my normal type but he was HOT). We all hang out for a bit when my friend tells us that her and her guy were gonna go upstairs for a bit. We all knew what that meant.
So that left me, my other two girlfriends and the one guy friend left downstairs alone… and honestly, I can’t even explain how it started Bc it just starting happening. We were all taking our clothes off.
side note* My friends and I had never done anything like this together. So we didn’t go full on lesbian this night. We were there just for his pleasure…
Dominant bull traning a slut wife and her submissive husband.
I have been a dom my entire life.. I would take control over my subs through my hypnotic commands and turn them in to fuck toys through my games.. I was never into cuckold at first …But one of the girl I accidentally come across introduced me in to cuckolding. She and her husband was an interesting experiment for me… Especially he was really obedient to my commands. He would be in the corner of the room on his knees watching me fuck his wife over and over again.. His obedience excited me to do all those horny things to her .She was good subject as well, she used to love each and every moment of it and would degrade her husband on my command..He knew his wife belonged to me and he was at my mercy even to touch her or even to touch himself….
We had a lot fun then ( at least I had a lot fun back then) I did teach him to how to present her the way I like it and would used to make him pick her panties and sniff those panties and also kiss her feet while i fuck the shit out of her.
[MF] [MF] My college crush make me to her cuck when her parents aren’t home
One night she texts me. Her parents go the all weekend and she invite me to her house. I hope she want to fuck with me. She text: “the dooris open just come in im in my room” I arrive to her house.
I open the front door and step in side. My heart skips a beat. My day dreaming thought process is broken when I hear the sounds. First it’s the creaking, then I catch the subtle moans… she didnt call me because she want me to fuck her she call me because some guy will fuck her
I slowly make my way up the stairs, the noises growing closer… as I get to the top of the stairs I realize the noise is coming from her room. The door to the room is slightly cracked, and I peek in.I can see her ass, her legs sticking out behind his back, and I can tell He is thrusting into her. Her moans tell me she’s liking it, but I need to see more. I slightly nudge the door open I see her hips, her side, her breasts, and finally her face…
Anticipation
I’m laid there on his bed, stripped down to my skin, feeling the breeze from his fan lick and tickle my bare flesh. Staring up at him while he kneels between my thighs, rolling the condom down with a tight fist, his weight shifting the soft mattress as he moves in closer. His dark eyes rake up and down my exposed body. My hair fanned out on his pillow, my eyes nervously taking him in, my knees bent and bowed open… my sex warm and wet from his tongue. His hand slowly but tightly stroking his cock; hard, latex sheathed, and so ready. I smile up at him, nodding my consent. His eyes don’t leave mine as he paints his tip gently up and down my slit, getting himself wet. My held breath explodes from my lungs as he rubs little circles around my clit. I whine a little, shifting on the unfamiliar bed. My ache is so deep and so cruel… So delicious. Then his body is over mine, warming my cooled skin with his. His soft lips trail down my neck, lurking around my collarbone. My fingers make their way into his soft hair as his kisses make their way to my achy nipples, warming them with his tongue. The same artful tongue that washed over my pussy and pirouetted on my clit just moments ago. “Please…” I quietly entreat. “Shhh…” He soothed as his lips worked back up my throat. It’s not just my words now. My entire body is imploring. My fingertips stroking the back of his neck, my quivering lips at his ear, my inner thighs stroking up his hips and wrapping around him, writhing gently as I try to coax him to slip into my body and end this intolerable ache. He shifts again, this time allowing his head to press against my entrance. My betraying body begging him for more. My hips gyrate and rock, involuntarily whimpering and moaning softly into his ear. “Please…” I request once more. He says nothing, but lets his head slip away from entering me, and gently grinds the underside of his shaft between my soaked lips. Oh the frustration. The ache in me dancing and spreading like flames on kerosene. “Tell me what you want.” He growls quietly, his deep voice rumbles in my chest. Taking his face in my hands, I look up at him. “I want to feel you in my depths, I need you to fuck me.” He smirked and chuckled… Setting my need ablaze. His lips found mine, barely quieting the elated cry escaping my lungs as he filled my cunt to the brim.
Chase Me, Harper
Yes, Harper, we both know where this ends. We’ve known it since the first time I slipped and touched your arm while we talked. Why were we even this close? Coffee, right, that kitchen isn’t big enough to keep your distance. And really, we both just wanted coffee, maybe a short conversation to go along. Right? Right.
But then you made me laugh. Not just that, you made me giggle. Your joke was good, but the expression in your face was better. You played — and I was game. Five minutes, you leaned against the counter and I steadied against the wall, just enough distance to avoid awkwardness.
You liked me, that much was obvious. I was a fresh face in your spheres, an exciting stranger who listened to what you had to say. Smiled, played along, told you things of myself. You liked that, especially when we started working together from time to time.
You were quick to adapt — and not half bad at this new game we were playing, whatever that was. You were helpful, sure, and people started joking about your transformation into a sociable person, but you and I we both dealt with it admirably. You kept your distance, but you opened up. I closed the distance a little, enough to make it obvious that you had nothing to fear from me.
The Snuff Slumber Party [VIOLENCE WARNING] (ffffff) (snuff) (blood) (gore) (violence) (incest) (teenagers) (mutual masturbation) (blowjobs) (strap ons) (innocence)
18 year old mackenzie moaned as she made out with her best friend kelley for the last time. the asian girl’s mouth was sweet and soft, her teenage tongue gently lapping against mackenzie’s lips, her small hand exploring mackenzie’s perky little tits while the auburn haired girl gripped the smooth, firm ass that kelley sported despite her young age, diving under her elsa pajamas to explore her tiny butt.
as the two 18 year olds explored each other’s teenage bodies, the rest of their friends watched, grinning as they reached their hands into their own pajamas, moaning softly as they stroked their cocks or fingered their little cunts. ‘god that’s so hottt,’ moaned brin, the second oldest of the bunch at a mere 18 and a half, her brown arm making the telltale motion of jerking off under her pajama bottoms as she bit her little lip, watching two of her best friends make out in her bedroom while the rest of the horny girls in the circle very obviously masturbated as they giggled and moaned, watching mackenzie and kelley kiss for the last time.
Forbidden
A story I wrote for an Arab girl with a white man kink:-
We’ve both been chatting for months, some dirty, some just about life. You mention you’re going to be in town over the weekend with friends. For both of us it has always been about the fantasy, the reality of meeting up has never seemed possible or necessarily desired. But I have a plan. I tell you that we should see each other from a distance. I give you instructions and to message me when you’re sat with your friends at a cafe in the mall.
Time goes on and we message only once or twice, I figure you are scared, so I don’t press it.
However, on the morning we arranged, I get a message. You describe what you are wearing and that you will be sat in the Cafe at 5 pm just as I had asked. I respond by telling you I will be wearing a blue jacket that I will remove and throw over the arm of my chair before I sit down. I will order an espresso and a dessert. I’ve never sent you pictures but I’ve described how I look. Your mind begins to race.
Days with a hotwife Part II [MFM]
(Part I: [http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/1v3l11/days_with_a_hot_wife/](http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/1v3l11/days_with_a_hot_wife/))
The next morning I woke up and was pretty hung over, tired and very satisfied. Earlier that evening I had heard Amy and Jay going at it and had decided to let them be after our all night marathon fuckfest. As I groggily awoke Jay walked in and instantly my mind spun to the previous night’s activities. Was this going to be the turning point ? Jay was a bit smaller than me, but then again I just fucked his wife several times. Things had gone well after our first tryst, but now the next morning the light could be shining on a different person.
My mind was instantly put at ease when Jay kicked me on the couch and shouted “Reveille Reveille Devil Dog, time for some chow.” I jumped up off the couch and we headed into the kitchen. There Amy was cooking up some pancakes and bacon, as she saw us enter the kitchen she gave that long southern “Mawwnin Lovers.”
Peru Throwback Part 2: Jess [f] and Nik [m] with [m]e watching… silently.
After fucking (getting fucked?) by Nik, Jess left the room… and ran straight into me! I could barely hold back a smirk, and we made out like newlyweds. She took me back to her room and calmly introduced me as her boyfriend to Nik, who looked absolutely stunned lol
After a small chat, I brought my luggage up, and I absolutely crashed into my bunk, and fell deep asleep. I had told Jess before, that she could fuck Nik again if she wanted, just not in the same room.
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I woke up after what must’ve been 6 or 7 hours, and the sun was starting to lower itself into the horizon – it was late afternoon.
As I opened my eyes, I heard the unmistakable voice of Jess very silently going “shh”.
*who was she shushing?*
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I turned onto my right side, and pretended to fall asleep again; I let my mouth hang open just a bit – a habit of mine that Jess pointed out I had when deep asleep, and now I was using it against her to convince her to carry on whatever she was doing…
It Could Be So Good
She drew out a side of him he didn’t often see, if ever. She piqued his lust in the darkest of ways like no one had before her. This side of him stirred a bit of fear to settle just under his skin. His heart would begin to race and most days he couldn’t distinguish if it was from that fear or the uncontrolled excitement of this newfound darkness.
She encouraged his sadism to a level he didn’t realize was there. Now, however, it was being brought to the surface, pushing him closer to that fear and excitement. Truth be told, she wanted this side of him more than she would admit. She craved the darkness he wanted to ignore because it matched her own level of iniquity deep within.
He didn’t trust himself with all the ways he wanted to hurt her in order to prove just how much it burns when you play with fire. Yet, despite his prudence, she wanted it to go further, she wanted him to hurt her and take her so deep into the darkness, unsure if he’d leave her there and return only as often as would please him.