[F-solo] It was only a dream and then..

A voluptuous black girl I know with large perfect tits and a sexy round ass and soft skin that would make you go crazy.. Shared a story of herself waking up and still half-dreaming and seeing what looked like a big octopus in the corner of her room.. She asked me to imagine what it’d be like so I improv’d the following erotic fiction:

You sat up quickly, beautiful titties bouncing around, as you focused and realized the octopus wasn’t real.. your full breasts came to rest and you gave them a squeeze and felt an exhilarating tingle in your pussy.. so you reached down and realized with a thrill that you were REALLY wet.. like dripping wet.. pussy lips swollen.. your fingers slid in effortlessly and the feeling took your breath away as you shuddered in ecstasy.. as you started to rub and slide fingers into your swollen wet pussy you started to squeeze your huge perfect tits and play with your nipples with your free hand.. then suddenly things get more intense as you envision my hard throbbing cock in your mouth. You start to rub your pussy and finger it harder and faster as you imagine me teasing your swollen pussy lips with my hard cock and making you beg me to put it in.. then you come to the thought of my big throbbing cock fucking you from behind while I reach around and squeeze your sexy tits and fill you full of my hot cum

She Pimped Me Out

It was a Tuesday oddly enough, and as usual I was horny as fuck. I’d been with Natalie for 8 months and I could tell she was annoyed with my sex drive. I understood I was constantly wanting and being needy in the worst ways. Every time we chatted I just ended up wanting sex and then be alone. Natalie had to feel like a human sex doll at this point because that was basically all we did besides the minimum how was your day. I’d be at work sometimes, trying to hide my half chub while I was day dreaming about what I was going to do to Natalie. I loved pinning her down on her stomach and being a little tougher than I knew I should be. Her cries for stop or slow down we’re instant turn ones for me and made me cum so quickly. When I first started dating Natalie she hated when I would cum inside her, she wasn’t on birth control and neither of us wanted kids at the time or near future. My cock would erupt like a volcano though and her pussy was just so tight and warm I just had too. I promised to change but change was always promised tomorrow or the next day, and we’ll that day really never came until this fateful Tuesday.

[FM] Am I a Cougar or just a slut?

So, I am getting bored at home with this quarantine and decided to share something from last year.

I am 33 y.o married woman looking up well for my age, staying in shape with work outs etc. My hubby is 41 y.o, not so fit business guy. As you’d know we are having fairly boring bed room and I mostly end up playing with my self lot.

Last year during summer we went to Mexico for the all inclusive vacation. My hubby was busy on his phone all the time or sitting by the pool in our resort drinking beers. I get bored after couple of days and I started to wonder around. I met two 19 & 20 y.o hippie boys in a bar, Both were above 6′ tall, macular and dirty clothes (hard to tell when they had last shower) lol.

UPDATE: Ran into my [F] Neighbour [M] Outside and he Showed me his Garage…

I’ve been debating sharing this update, but I don’t think I can resist writing about it… I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it so maybe this will help. A little background: one morning a week or so ago, my neighbour looked in my living room window and caught me touching myself. The full story is in a previous post of mine, if you’re curious about how this whole thing started.

Today I woke up early again. No particular reason; I had stayed quiet and still in bed for a few minutes trying to figure out if something had woken me, but I heard nothing except Ian’s gently breathing. I checked my phone. 9:00am. Early, too early really, but I felt awake. I rose from the bed and dressed as quietly as I could, replacing the short pyjama shorts and baggy t I usually slept in with my favourite black leggings and a loose black hooded sweatshirt. Pulling my wild morning hair out from the neckhole of the sweater, I snagged a pair of socks for my cold feet and then I slipped into the hall, closing the bedroom door behind me.

The Khrysaorean Empire Part 1 [18+] [MxM] [Rough] [Non-Con]

TRIGGER WARNING: CONTAINS RAPE. DO NOT READ IF YOU DO NOT LIKE RAPE-FANTASY AND STUFF.
Kiny stuff starts at ***.

The sound of moans permeated through the throne room. Its high vaulting ceiling created the perfect setting for acoustics that echoed. Voices layered upon each other with each one unique and distinct. All were blended together into an orchestration of living instruments, each one playing their part in the symphony of pleasure and debauchery.

On the throne lounged his majesty and highly exalted Emperor Khrysaor. Draped in nothing but a golden silk sash, he was a sight to behold. Twenty years of bloodshed and death had created this beast. From the dust of a broken kingdom split by famine and war rose the Khrysaorean Empire. One of the most powerful Empires in the east.

Conquest after conquest led to his power stretching as far as the eastern borderland mountains. The trophy’s of each conquest now served him as slaves and subjects. Each one acquiescing to his every demand.

I came to steal from him. I fucked him, too. (Part 1) [Daddy] [age gap] [femme fatale] [crime] [masturbation] [voyeurism] [girl on top] [flash fiction] [flash erotica]

**Heyyyyy folks,**

This is Part One of another two-parter. Gotta have a Daddy story every once in a while. I don’t write incest stuff, but I do write femme fatale! Here she be.

Hope you like it!

***xo, Claire***

I hadn’t planned to hide in the closet.

It was yesterday afternoon. I was in his bedroom looking for shit I could steal—art, luxury jewelry, maybe even gold from a safe. He walked in when I had just found a case of watches on his dresser. They were easily worth a hundred thousand dollars each.

The walk-in closet was the closest place to hide. I snuck myself behind the double doors and left them open just a crack. I wanted to be on the lookout in case I needed to dive behind his rack of suits. I never thought I’d see him strip naked and slide into his king-sized bed with a laptop.

At first, watching him masturbate was surreal. He couldn’t suck his own dick or anything. It was actually the opposite. He sat upright against his antique headboard and stroked himself under the sheets. I assumed he was watching porn because he put in wireless earbuds. It all looked so ordinary, like something I would do. I grew up poor. I had always imagined rich dudes having crazy sex with beautiful people, not quiet sex with themselves.

During lockdown [cheating] [wife]

During lockdown

I’ve been married to my wife, Jane since we were 20. She’s now 36 and I’m a year older at 37. We’ve two daughters and have a pretty good life together.

We’ve lived in the same town in the South of England our whole life and still have a few close friends from school. One of which is my best friend Ben who I’ve known since we were 12.

We have holidays together, had sleepovers and everything. So when he split with his wife it was no issue him staying in our spare room till he found something more permanent. He and Jane got along fine and were always friendly.

Jane made the spare room nice for him and he arrived just after lunch and brought his essentials and settled into the room. We watched some tv and all headed to bed at about 10pm and went our separate ways.

After about 30 minutes of laying in bed Jane got up and said she was just going to make sure he was comfortable and had everything needed. She closed his door slightly and I couldn’t hear any noise just the door opening about 10 minutes later, she came straight to bed, kissed me on the lips and went to sleep.

That one time I got [f]ucked in an electrical room by a guy I just met at the bar.

This happened about 3 years ago. I was 21 and just got my first full-time job out of university. This was a time in my life where there was a lot of drinking and partying because, hey, I can afford it now.

One horny night, I was invited out by a guy I had matched with on Tinder. We’ll call him Antoine.

Antoine is a 32-year-old mixed-race (Canadian/Jamaican) purser based in my city. We had matched for probably more than a month by that time, exchanged texts occasionally and we must have tried to set up a meeting at least twice but due to his being in-and-out of the city, it just never happened. So while I thought he was super cute and hot in his pictures and videos, I simply lost interest.

It was Monday evening. I had just gotten home from work and was almost ready to get into my jammies when I got a text: “I’m in the city, hanging out with some friend in A Jamaican Bar at Some Hotel. Wanna join us?” It was late. I was tired. I was supposed to have work early the next morning but the irresponsible, horny part of my brain thought, “you know what? Fuck it. Let’s meet this guy.”

Lockdown [W]ife and [M]self can’t stop ourselves! ANR and rough sex (long)

I can’t’ go into all the details or this would be way to long but I was recently exposed to Covid and didn’t find out until too late. My wife and I have now been exposed and are awaiting our results. We are quarantined for better or for worse.

We are both early 30s and she has beautiful brown hair with green eyes. She has a wonderful ass and a great rack.(D Cup) and a nice ass. I’m brown hair and eyes, real mans beard, and 6 inches plus depending hard hard she can make me lol. We are not super fit or anything but average.

We have been going at it like crazy lately. I think I have been cumming around 6-10 times a day. We both feel exhausted like we have been ran over but can’t resist one another. I have basically no or a very short refractory period and she just keeps attacking me for more. I can’t refuse. We usually go at it pretty rough and we both have hickeys and bruises and are so sore but woth it. Best cardio of my life.

Finally Fucking Her With Another Man [MFM]: Part V

[Part IV HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ft7jbv/a_hand_job_in_a_public_hot_springs_in_big_sur/)

She was on her hands and knees with the collar around her neck and her hair in a high pony tail. The bathroom’s tile floor felt cold under my feet. “Keep your eyes down and your ass up,” I commanded. I had told her how I’d fuck her and what she needed to do 100s of times before, but my voice wavered a bit and I know she could tell I was nervous. I reached down and hooked the buckle of her leash, a leash I had bought at a CVS a couple of years before, through the buckle of her collar.

“Don’t you fucking speak until you’re spoken to,” I commanded and she smiled, mostly to herself, probably at how unsure I still sounded. “yes daddy,” she whispered and I watched her run her tongue over her cherry red lips. I bent over and slid the black sleeping mask I had just been given on my delta flight over her eyes. “Tumi?” she whispered, on her hands and knees, leashed and now blindfolded, momentarily cracking the tension. She knew how many of those delta sleeping kits ended up collecting in my luggage. I wrapped the leash around my fist a couple times and stood up. Her body tensed. I could see it.