The first time

The first time.

When I was younger I had a small tight knit group of friends from my street and we did everything together. I was closer to one friend in particular, CB. I looked up to CB because he was two years older than me so of course he had to be so much more mature. He and I hung out way more with each other than we did with anyone else in the group. We did everything together. Rode our bikes for miles, played pranks on the other friends and generally became one another’s best friends.

CB had a rough home life. He was a single child that was the product of divorce. Granted it was awesome for him that he got two Christmas’s, but then again, it was two Christmas’s. His mother was a religious tyrant, always yelling at him and our group quoting only the most hateful things she could find in the Bible. She was quite a hefty woman that often got stuck in chairs/doorways and has on multiple occasions flipped a picnic table by simply sitting on it. His dad only came around when something needed done to the house or he needed to pick something up. A little more than a flyby father. I remember he wasn’t much taller than me at that age and he wasn’t skinny or fat. Kind of a weekend beer binger type. Mom is white and dad is black. Typical black guy regretting getting the morbidly obese white chick pregnant.

Like Mother, Like Daughter – Teacher’s Pets – Part 11 – Private Tutelage [MF][Anal]

I took the car down to Professorstaden and parked it outside Katrin’s house. As I went up to the house, the door opened and out stepped Julia. She looked at me without a hint of surprise. She closed the door behind her and walked up to me.

“So. It’s you,” she said crossing her arms over her chest.

I raised my eyebrows.

“She’s waiting for you inside. I want a free lesson when I’m back at elven. Bye,” she said walking past me and up the road towards the university.

I stood there for a second looking at the young woman as she walked away from me. Then I shook my head and took a deep breath. Walked up to the door and opened it. Katrin was on her knees wearing her bathrobe. She was looking up at me pleadingly. I looked over my shoulder. Julia had just disappeared behind a corner.

*Interesting*.

I closed the door behind me and looked down at Katrin.

“Take your robe off.”

She did as she was told. She wore nothing underneath. I reached down and grabbed one of her tits and squeezed it hard. She winced and bit her lip. Her nipples became stiff like two ripe raspberries. I pinched one of them. Katrin winced again.

Like Mother, Like Daughter – Teacher’s Pets – Part 11 – Private Tutelage [MF][Anal]

I took the car down to Professorstaden and parked it outside Katrin’s house. As I went up to the house, the door opened and out stepped Julia. She looked at me without a hint of surprise. She closed the door behind her and walked up to me.

“So. It’s you,” she said crossing her arms over her chest.

I raised my eyebrows.

“She’s waiting for you inside. I want a free lesson when I’m back at elven. Bye,” she said walking past me and up the road towards the university.

I stood there for a second looking at the young woman as she walked away from me. Then I shook my head and took a deep breath. Walked up to the door and opened it. Katrin was on her knees wearing her bathrobe. She was looking up at me pleadingly. I looked over my shoulder. Julia had just disappeared behind a corner.

*Interesting*.

I closed the door behind me and looked down at Katrin.

“Take your robe off.”

She did as she was told. She wore nothing underneath. I reached down and grabbed one of her tits and squeezed it hard. She winced and bit her lip. Her nipples became stiff like two ripe raspberries. I pinched one of them. Katrin winced again.

Help me be a better writer

I’d really like to find a woman (you don’t have to verify, I’ll take your word for it) who can help me write better from a female character’s perspective. I’ve written [a](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g1ds1z/sarahs_pussy_pays_the_bills/) [few](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g1tlx3/sarahs_pussy_pays_the_bills_part_2_her_pussy_pays/) [things](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g2m0dd/sarahs_pussy_pays_the_bills_part_3_a_first_time/) recently that don’t come off quite right. They come off like what a man thinks a woman might be thinking and feeling.

It would be great to have somebody give me a woman’s thoughts on my writing and maybe some ideas to improve. I’m looking for a longterm thing and I’m open to writing something together if we click.

Making new friends in a Barcelona bar [MF]

Surely I can’t be the only one stuck at home right now, horny as hell and reminiscing about the hot hookups of pre-iso days. And not even necessarily reminiscing about the raunchiest or the kinkiest of the hookups, rather, just some of those really passionate, really fucking enjoyable hookups that still stick in your mind so vividly. Those memories that allow you to lie back in bed all those months or years later and mentally live through each moment agan, like you were still right there.

For example, throwback to that memorable work trip to Barcelona. With a hectic four days of conference schmoozing finally over, I still had two more days to myself, to let my hair down in this gorgeous city before I needed to head home. That evening, after stuffing myself full of delicious tapas and Spanish wine, my tipsy self stumbled across an English comedy show in a cute little bar, down a random alleyway in the heart of the Gothic quarter of the city. The show was down in the bar’s basement, and by the time I’d arrived, the area around the tiny stage was already packed with people, and there was only standing-room remaining. I ordered myself a beer and claimed a spot for myself, standing just behind the main seating area with a decent view of the stage.

Camping with our New Friends 5/5 [MF MF] [FF] [CNC] [spank] [DP] [oral] implied [MM]

Camping with our New Friends takes place a couple weeks after [A Welcome Interruption](https://reddit.app.link/z8XQBiXiJ5). [Part 1](https://reddit.app.link/UyTVOlRiJ5), [Part 2](https://reddit.app.link/sLMU9OUiJ5), [Part 3](https://reddit.app.link/tRuTNDAwJ5), and [Part 4](https://reddit.app.link/a5F39GtUK5). I sincerely hope you’ve enjoyed traipsing through my dirty mind and found something you like. I’m always looking for story ideas so if you’d like to share one, feel free to contact me, either by post comment or privately.

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Part 5

When she’s recovered, we walk back up to the campsite where y’all have started a fire and opened a few beers, several from the looks of it. You say that you were about to wonder if we were ever coming back. “The water was very refreshing,” she says, glancing at me as we lose ourselves in a fit of giggles. You guys exchange looks wondering what that meant. Knowing what you’re thinking, I just reply we were enjoying ourselves, doing girl things and talking about boys. You glance at me and ask what I told her. I sit down in your lap as you hand me a drink. “Just how I made your dreams come true with one surprising yes.” “Oh lord, what did she say about me,” he asks and I tell you that you need to ask how they met. He turns red and blurts out, “nope, dare.”

I cheated on my husband [F]or the [F]irst time with a woman I met at a New Year’s Eve party (Part II)

I had always meant to write a follow up for [this post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eio6in/i_cheated_on_my_husband_for_the_first_time/) but life kept getting in the way. Having an affair is time-consuming! :) Then when the Lockdown began, I had even less time because if I wasn’t caring for my child, I was trying to catch up on sleep and the basics of maintaining any semblance of order in my life!

First things first: I know people will want an update on Craig. He is still a loud Scottish man, but now, instead of mansplaining Brexit to anyone who will listen, he has now become Britain’s premier amateur epidemiologist. Having an affair with his wife behind is back is objectively a *bad thing to do*, but you have to admit that if anyone is going to be done in that way, you want it to be the guy who smugly pontificates about herd immunity, curve-flattening, and how 5g towers are innocuous, even though he wasn’t aware of the existence of any of these concepts before Valentine’s Day.

My Boyfriend and his Bud Ch.9 [MF] [MM]

It had been a long and busy night at work and I was dead tired. I’d plan to fall into bed next to my boyfriend and sleep as soon as possible. So I was surprised when I found him awake and waiting for me when I got home.

As I walked through our bedroom door he met me wrapped his arms around me and kissed me deeply. His hard cock pressed against my belly as he pulled me into the kiss.

“Wow! What was that for? Why are you awake and so worked up?” I said reaching for his hard cock and stroking it slowly.

He told me Pete had come over. I was surprised because they had both been busy with work and hadn’t had time to hangout.

I told him I wanted details and stripped as quickly as possible. As soon as I was undressed my boyfriend picked me up and threw me onto the bed. He pounced on me pinned me down and pressed the head of his cock against my slit. I moaned as he slid his hard cock into my already wet cunt. He pumped his cock in and out of me a few times before holding it inside me and looking down at me.

Good Morning [Non-fiction] [Pregnancy] [Oral] [MF] [Long]

It is early. Too early.

Outside, the world is still dark. The sun isn’t up. The birds aren’t singing yet. And there is hardly any traffic.

In bed, under a thick duvet covered in fine linen that is cool and smooth against my skin, I dream mischievous dreams that make my pussy ache. And I am in no hurry to get up to begin yet another day of work. The pleasures of the bed are far more enticing.

My back is sore from the effort of carrying my daughter for the last seven-and-a-half months. And, now, in my final trimester, I feel that it is almost impossible for me to get a decent night’s sleep. My hips constantly ache, my breasts have gone up two cup sizes almost *overnight* (and are feeling very sore as a result!), and my growing belly makes it so very hard for me to find a decent position to sleep in… or have enjoyable sex in.

My [f]irst time at an erotic cinema

I decided to tell the story of my experience at a sex club/cinema in Germany last year. I’m thankful that I had messaged a friend about it, so I did have a lot of the information documented already. It was so interesting to me, that I thought I would share. Please note: a large portion of this is explaining what the club was like. Scroll down for the sex!

I had ended things with a man who I was seeing on/off for about a year and a half, and was solo travelling for a little soul searching.

Enjoying my freedom to meet people and have some sexual experiences, I went on Tinder. I put my bio as “looking for a memorable one night stand.” True to my general preferences, I had my age set inappropriately high. I believe it was 45-50.

While on the train, I enjoyed swiping, and found myself to be fairly popular with that age range. A man messaged me.

He was 49, worked for the government, but was a painter and also wrote poetry. Our communication was not the usual light hearted banter, but he was quick to proposition a truly unique encounter – to go to the (sex) cinema.