It was the beginning of September 2017. The day was cloudy with spots of rain and the night was cool and refreshing. I spent the entire day with my girlfriend, having fun and relaxing. As night drew near I noticed that she was getting friskier. She’d pinch my ass or bump her butt into my crotch letting me see the red thong peeking between her round ass cheeks. It was getting tough not to tear her clothes off. I decided to let her flirt. I wanted to see how far she’d go
Around 3 am I decided to try to steer things toward the bedroom, and her eyes lit up. She ran to the bedroom and came back out with something in her hand. She quickly gave it to me and said “happy birthday!” I opened my hand and looked at what she gave me. It was a cloth blindfold. She smiled and told me to put it on her. I obliged and as I was finishing up she said “Do anything you want with me or to me.”
My mouth just about hit the floor. I had never had control like this before, and I wondered if she was serious. I told her that I would have my way with her and that if at any time she was uncomfortable or wanted to stop to just let me know. She understood. With that I smiled, and leaned in to kiss her.
I pulled my mouth away from hers and started to slowly undress her, kissing her bare skin wherever it was revealed. Once I helped her step out of her panties, I got undressed and stood there making out with her as my cock rubbed between her legs. I wondered to myself what I should do to make this night memorable. I looked around the room for inspiration and it came when I saw the slightly open balcony door.
“Wait here.” I whispered in her ear as I turned off the light and crept to the door. I opened the blinds, then the door and ran to the room to get something. When I came back, I kissed her again and started slowly walking her toward the open door as we made out. When we stepped outside I asked if she knew where we were. She smiled and nodded. I brought her to the rail and put what I brought from the room into her hand.
“Handcuffs?!” She laughed.
“Yeah” I chuckled. “I thought this might be fun.” I said as I reached over and cuffed her wrists together around the rail.
“Oh.” She gasped as realisation set in.
“I hope the neighbors see what I do to you.” I whispered in her ear.
She wiggled her butt, and I took that as her way of saying “let’s do this”
I crouched behind her and spread her cheeks revealing her tight little holes. Her pussy was wet and open, inviting me in for a taste. I slid my tongue in and lapped up the juices. God she tasted great. She always liked when I went down on her so it wasn’t long before she was pushing her pussy onto my mouth, fucking my face until she came. (And boy did she cum)
She started moaning loudly as she squirted from her pussy drenching me from my face to my balls.
This had me rock hard, so I stood up and plunged my cock into her.
The risk of getting caught from her moaning was growing, but so was my need to cum. I fucked her hard in a slow pounding pace. Her moans, mixed with the sound of our bodies slapping together, filled the otherwise quiet air between the apartments.
When daddy 23 [M] forced himself inside my ass 20 [F]
Disclaimer: my daddy and I have agreements, we’re over-the-top kinky and both enjoy consensual nonconsent. He uses my body whenever he pleases, in whatever position he enjoys and whichever hole he desires.
It was a beautiful day. Daddy and I had finished long days at uni and were pretty damn horny all day long. Molesting each other’s bodies in public – but carefully.
We finally get home and he was so ready to ravish me. He‘d made me strip and flaunt my body for him, I obey like the good little girl I am.
We’re making out and his hands are exploring every inch of my body. I’ve always loved the idea of having my body groped and molested by daddy, I enjoy the rush of having his hands violate my body whenever he wishes.
I have small boobs and a big ass that he loves caressing/ bruising at times.
Watching how he lets his raging horniness take over and goes full blast rough on my sexy little body really does wonders for me.
[MFM] Dominating A Man With His Woman
Hey there,
I am 28M and have experience as being the alpha male in a few cuckold couples. It used to be less about the cuckolding aspect of it for me personally, I just stumbled into it and it was just fun for me to get to have sex with another man’s wife. That was my firsr experience and it was pretty tame.
However, in my new situation the woman has been much more interested in asking me to participate in the humiliation and dominating of her partner. After our first experiences together with me having sex with her and her husband masturbating in the corner, the next time she demanded that her partner insert my penis into her when we would change positions. Of course everything we did I was warned and consented to beforehand. I found even this more exciting than I thought. It made me feel even more powerful than I already did.
So when she suggested we take things further I agreed. The next time we met he was instructed to apply lube to my cock and to stroke it for about thrity seconds. This made me an absolute rock. I had never had such a kinky experience and the fact that it turned him on too made it that much more exciting. He was humiliated by his partner for getting hard while stroking a cock.
Wife Plans Romantic Evening With Husband’s Friends [cuckold, wife sharing]
[https://gustavjorgensonauthor.wordpress.com/2020/04/04/wife-plans-romantic-evening-with-husbands-friends/](https://gustavjorgensonauthor.wordpress.com/2020/04/04/wife-plans-romantic-evening-with-husbands-friends/)
What happens in Egypt should not stay in Egypt
Finally. I close my laptop, get up from the desk, say goodbye to all my colleagues and start heading home. It was that kind of a fucked up day with tons of work that made you exhausted both physically and mentally. Not mentioning the fact that right after I got out of the building I found myself in a God damn storm. You could’ve easily said that the end is coming or something like that. Anyway, I head back home and right before I got in the elevator I get a text from her. We’ll talk more about her later.
>”Dude, work is killing me. I need a vacation ASAP. Work, work, work, all we do is go to work. God, I need a break”
I feel her. We became some corporate robots. I reply and tell her I’ll get myself dried up and we’ll have a chat as soon as I pour myself a glass of wine.
[MM] A work experience – On a work trip
I promised updates on this one, and now I have plenty of free time so here goes. This is a follow-up to [this one]([https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/comments/evpv4a/a_work_experience/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/comments/evpv4a/a_work_experience/)), btw. I’ll write one about a few things I had with a group a couple of years ago that will probably be appreciated here in the next few days ;)
So, after our “meeting” in January, Miguel and I messed around a couple of times, but nothing special there. We did hit it off pretty well though. Around one month ago, in the end of February, we happened to have work meetings in Madrid in the same day (not the same meetings). **This was before Coronavirus started in Italy and Spain, btw, stay home guys!**
I [M] Fucked my childhood babysitter [F] in her fiancés bed.
I (M22) Fucked my childhood babysitter (29F) in her fiancés bed.
Background:
So she was my childhood babysitter from the time I was 6-10. We live In a small town and everyone knows everyone, I had seen her once and awhile during the years passing. After college she stayed away for while but when I was in college she moved back to our hometown. We started hanging around each other as we had some mutual friends. Up until this point nothing had happened or was there and clue this would happen.
The night:
She had called me and asked me if could help put together some furniture for her that she bought online as her fiancé was away. So I obliged and stopped over later and gave her a hand. Now let me tell you about her 29F blonde perfect c tits, fit and you could tell she had a bit of a wild side when she drank. Today was different than most as she was complaining about her fiancé and how he is being an asshole to her and so on. I listened for a bit and told her I had to leave as I was going to a party that night. She just said if you need a ride call.
Married woman in my bed (MF, Sex) Part 2
Surprise visit
My parents ran past me to join in the celebration with my sister and Tiffany. While I stood there for a second in shock. Then I realized that no one knew about my intention to make a move on her. I walked over smiling and we stood in front of each other. My sister and parents surrounded us just staring. Being so close to her again reignited the spark. I could feel it pulling me towards her. We both noticed them staring at us and awkwardly hugged. Which quickly changed into something familiar. I felt her body pressed up against mine and suddenly I was a teenager again. Nothing had changed about her body. If anything she was even more curvalicous now.
After that night Tiffany and my sister were over at the house ever day. She asked my sister to be her maid of honor and they would meet every day to plan her wedding. My sister would come over after work. Tiffany would arrive and then after dinner they would go out to the living room. Seeing her every day again it was crazy how little had changed about her. She might not dress in tight short clothes anymore but she still sat across from me at dinner. Button up blouses still suffered from major gaps between the struggling buttons. Except now I was able to enjoy the view of her bountiful breasts cradled by whatever fancy bra she was wearing.
The girl in the club
James Fleet snapped his fingers at the barmaid and indicated another round of whiskey cokes for him and his friends. She smiled while muttering “arsehole” under her her breath, but he was tipping big so she got the drinks on the bar quicker than usual.
Fleet and his two friends had been drinking and snorting coke heavily since they had concluded a lucrative day of trading at their city firm Pierce and Pierce. Thirty pound cocktails at Fluties had kicked off the evening, they’d skipped dinner and hit a few trendy bars where they’d mixed with colleagues and rivals bragging and backslapping while necking imported lager, and now they were at McGregors; notorious meat market and pick up joint looking to finish the night either by bagging some pussy or in drunken oblivion.
Fleet took a big slurp of his drink and loosened his silk LaCroix tie as he scanned the busy dance floor. He was the alpha male of the trio; richer, posher and more highly rated in the form, so he generally got the first shot at any girls that caught their fancy.
My [M] second time with a trans woman [T]
This is a true story, and is a follow up to my first time with a different trans woman.
I couldn’t get the thoughts out of my head through the days and weeks following my first time. I wasn’t ashamed or turned off, and wanted to explore this new side of things again and further if possible.
With a newfound confidence in myself I reached out to someone I had liked on an app and we got to chatting. It wasn’t too late on a Friday evening so talk of the approaching weekend came up, and she actually didn’t want to beat around the bush and invited me over that evening. Now that I had gotten rid of the first time jitters I felt a little more comfortable and knew what to expect. I again showered, cleaned myself, brushed my teeth and got dressed. She sent me her address and said to come over around 11.
I checked the address she sent on google maps and it was a super nice house in a rather upscale neighborhood near me which again helped ease the pressure. On the drive over she send a pic of herself in black panties and a bra and said she hoped I didn’t mind if she wore “comfy” clothes. This again enticed me to not back out or feel afraid of what was to come.