[M] date with horny [F]light attendant

I got chatting to this attractive woman online. She was about 27. Three or four years younger than me. Brunette, slim with round breasts and a curvy ass. Her pics turned me on straight away. She was never dressed slutty but there was always a display of leg or cleavage. A hint that she enjoyed attention. And she was a flight attendant. Most guys fantasy is a stewardess, right?

We got on well chatting and texting. She was fun and flirty. I was looking forward to where this was going. We agreed to meet at the weekend for drinks and dinner. Then, mid-week things steamed up. One night our text messages became more flirtatious, more suggestive and then just down right filthy. She described how she’d suck my cock and I told her exactly how I’d pound her. Before long we had swapped naked pictures (those boobs were good!) and then I was calling her. As we masturbated together on the phone we fantasised about our impending date. She suggested wearing a short black dress with no underwear. I suggested my cock use all three of her holes. Her orgasms sounded intense and loud as we brought each other off to this fantasy.

Sister-In-Law [MFF]

For as long as my wife Stephanie and I have been married (12 years now), her sister Janice and I have been flirting. Don’t get me wrong, it’s all very innocent; a longer-than-normal touch as we pass something across the table, a slight foot brush underneath said table. I like to give her a hard time (no pun intended) and she likes to pretend that she disapproves of me. When in reality, the whole family, including her, knows that I’m ten times better than the doucebag John that she married. While I get the feeling that she would let the flirting progress, I would never actually cheat on my wife.
Well we planned a trip, just the four of us, to the mountains for a week. It was supposed to be a chance for each couple to spend some time together, unwind a little, and maybe for the sisters to do a little shopping. I was looking forward to spending a lot of time alone with my wife, and saw the tagging along of the sister-in-law and her husband as an unavoidable annoyance. At least they would be in their own room. Or so I thought…
It was a computer glitch, the desk clerk said, and the reservations got messed up. Instead of getting us two rooms with one bed in each, they got us one room with two beds. And now they’re sold out for the entire week. We were all disappointed, myself included, but at least they comped the room.
We decided as a group to make the best of the situation, but John took it the worst and stormed out to “get a beer” as soon as we got to the room. As soon as he left, Janice burst into tears, melting into my wife’s arms. She was ready to leave him. Even though she loved him he was abusive, they had nothing in common, and she was going to use this as a last-ditch attempt to re-kindle the flame, which now looked like would be out forever. On top of that, they hadn’t fucked in months and she suspected that he was getting it somewhere else.
I did my best to tune them out as I watched Sports Center on the hotel room television, but I couldn’t help overhear most of the conversation, and I felt bad for her, I really did. I just didn’t think there was anything I could do. Wrong again…
John failed to come back to the room that evening, and so the three of us turned in. Even though Janice was in the other bed, my wife rebuffed my attempts to get frisky, claiming being too exhausted to wait until her sister was asleep and not wanting to risk being overheard. I had just drifted off, when I felt someone pulling at my arm. When I woke up enough to realize what was going on, I realized someone was pulling off my shirt, and then my shorts. I figured it was the wife, finally coming around and wanting to get frisky. Suddenly I was wide awake as I realized that my shirt and shorts were being removed at the same time. In the dim light I looked at Stephanie, then at Janice, then back at Stephanie. Both ladies were completely naked, looking heavenly in the light streaming in from the street. Stephanie just nodded, placing her finger to her lips in a “shh”-ing gesture. Then she pressed her lips to mine. As I was kissing her, I felt an amazing sensation that I had never felt before. Lips on my mouth, and lips on my cock, at the same time. I almost came right there, but was able to hold off. Before I knew it, I was on my back on the bed and my wife was sitting on my face, me eating her for all she was worth, pussy and ass. She was facing the foot of the bed, and I felt my dick sliding into the tightest warmest pussy I had ever felt. I couldn’t believe it, I was fucking my sister-in-law. She was riding me, cowgirl style, facing her sister. They were playing with each other’s tits, making out, while both were riding me at the same time. Admittedly, I didn’t last very long, and before I knew it I was ready to come. My wife knew it, and got down off my face, whispering in my ear to fill her sister full of my cum, then kissing me hard, tasting her own juices on my mouth. I did as instructed, and came, hard. As I did, her sister came too, spasimming hard on my cock, and we collapsed into a heap.
Feeling bad for my wife, who didn’t get an orgasim, I laid her flat on her back and started eating her out, really going to down. As I was enjoying the taste of her, I started to get hard again, and felt something on my balls. Looking down between my legs, I saw Janice’s head come up between my legs and engulf my now hard again penis in her mouth. Before long, however, she stopped and pushed me out of the way, taking my place on her hands and knees at her sister’s cunt. As she was eating out my wife, I took up my place behind her and entered her again, fucking her doggy style this time. The sight of her face down in my beautiful wife’s pussy was the most glorious sight I had ever beheld as I fucked my sister-in-law from behind. Within minutes we all came, together, and collapsed into a pile of flesh and cum and sweat.
We were sleeping naked, spoon-style with me in the middle, when John came in. We didn’t even care. He packed his bags that morning and took an Uber home. The three of us spent the rest of the week entangled in each others’ arms, and it was amazing.
I’m really glad I figured out how to hack into the hotel’s computer system…

Part II (the sex part) of how 34[M] and 23[F] reddit-perverts on opposite sides of the Atlantic got to fuck

Part I, where I describe how we started talking, is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fpr0qj/part_i_of_how_34m_and_23f_redditperverts_on/).

She is dating someone else now, but I send her a message about having written part I of how we met. I would not mind being in lockdown with her, in this coronavirus season, but writing about how we met in person is a nice way to pass the time.

I flew to her country. The original plan was that I was going to pick her up by car, and then we were going to drive up north. I had a reservation in a pretty nice hotel. When I got to the car rental place, however, my non-European driving ID wasn’t well received. This was pretty stressful, but after texting each other on Whatsapp, I told her I would just find a train. We would meet at the train station in her town. And so I got on a train. Some time later, as the train was arriving, I saw her waiting on the platform. She looked even prettier in real life. Very down to earth person, and she had warned me that she did not look like a model. But wow, who wants to date the stereotypical model? She was pretty, with short hair but not too short, and wearing a pretty dress. Most of the curves I was so familiar with were a bit hidden, but fuck I already knew how she looked naked. I knew under her dress were my favorite breasts and my favorite tits and my favorite pussy I had been masturbating to for months.

“Mary Bishop Lends A Hand”, Part One [mF, Bully/MILF] (~5,000 Words)

**DISCLAIMER:**

>*This story is entirely fictitious.*
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>*All characters involved are strictly 19+.*

# “MARY BISHOP LENDS A HAND”

# PART ONE OF TWO

**TABLE OF CONTENTS:**

>*Summary*
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>*Kink List*
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>Chapter One *—* *”Tyler’s Birthday Surprise”*
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>Chapter Two *—* *”The Mass-Exodus”*
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>Chapter Three *—* *”Someone Celebrated”*
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>Chapter Four *—* *”Lions And Their Prey”*
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>Chapter Five *—* *”The Keeper”*
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>Chapter Six *—* *”Bouncing On A Puppet’s String”*
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>Chapter Seven *—* *”Like A Deadly Object”*
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>Chapter Eight *—* *”Ruin You, Change You”*
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>Chapter Nine *—* *”Understanding Their Inferiority”*
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>Chapter Ten *—* *”On Proper Display”*
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>*Afterword*

**SUMMARY:**

It’s pretty simple, really. You should expect a classic take on the stereotypical Bully/Mother story, with a few unexpected kinks thrown in there for some added variety. I didn’t attempt to reinvent the wheel with this one, I just wanted to write the best version of this fantasy that I could. Most of the obvious moments that you’d expect from a story like this are in there; though, hopefully, I’ve made them feel *fresh*.

Sabrina: The Story of a Sex Slave PART 3 [BDSM, M/f, Reluc, NC]

*Part 3! Thank you all for following along and providing your feedback. I hope you enjoy it! As always, PMs open!*

When I heard the jangle of keys outside of my cell, I knew what to do. On my knees, thighs spread, arms at my side and tits out. I scrambled to get in Position One before Nathaniel had a reason to punish me. 

My new life was not what I expected, but it had its appeals. I had given up on fighting it weeks ago when training first began. I was almost disappointed that I would soon be sold, away from the institution and Nathaniel. But I was hesitant to begin today. In the recent past, my training hadn’t been so extreme. Some endurance, some anal, some deepthroating, but nothing I found particularly challenging. I had been praised for my sensitivity and tight pussy and eagerness to please, but scolded often due to a distaste for anal and gagging on cock. At the thought, I winced as my black and blue ass pressed into my heels. I had been punished harshly the other day when I refused Geoffrey’s cock due to a sore throat. I suffered dearly for that.

The Nerdy Best Friend Part 2 [MF]

I watched him from across the gym. Trying hard not to stare.
We had just gotten done with a particularly brutal workout.
He was still laying on the floor. His chest was heaving. He body covered in sweat.
I was kneeling and trying to catch my breath.
I couldn’t help but stare.

I watched him get up. His shirtless body on display.
I could feel myself get red. I looked down at the ground. Where his legs appeared directly in front of me. He hit my pony tail with his hand lightly.
My eyes traveled up his body to his smiling face.

“Good job today” he said grinning at me
“Likewise”
” Hey are we still doing that movie marathon this weekend?”
My stomach knotted. Ahhh..yes. My lapse in judgement. My hysterical moment at 1am. Where I decided to text him and ask if he would join me for my annual watching of all the SW movies. What was I thinking?
” Yes. Well at least I will be. ” He looked at me for a second
” Text me your address. I’ll see you Friday night. We can start the marathon off right. I’ll bring some steaks to grill”
I nodded and off he went.
What the fuck was I doing.
I could feel the tension radiating off his body.
I was in no way ready for this weekend.
I hadn’t had sex in almost two years. Not by choice mind you. I suddenly got panicked. What if nothing happens..what if he rejects me…what if all of a sudden I’m terrible at sex?
All the time alone with my fantasies..and now..maybe It would be real. And here I am panicking.

Published
Categorized as Erotica

Dominating Quarantine Video Calls [F]

Me and my boyfriend are smack near one of the hotspots of coronavirus in the US, so we haven’t seen each other for a long while, which also means we’ve haven’t had sex for a while, so obviously we’re horny as fuck. I signed up for Pornhub Premium’s special just yesterday and was enjoying myself but I still choose to see my boyfriend stroking himself than pornstars. Anyways fast forward to the nasty.

It was late at night, and we were video calling; me on my bed, and him on his desk. I was wearing a sheer black crop top with spaghetti straps and my pajama shorts which are extra small and loose, enough for anyone to see my ass if I were to stand up. My boyfriend was wearing his grey sweatpants, which I love because whenever he gets rock hard, I can easily see the silhouette of his dick.

On call, my boyfriend started to point out how sexy and hot I looked, more so than usual, wearing my skimpy outfit and my position on the bed. I was leaning on my left arm and slyly laying on my left hip so he could see my butt popping out through my thin shorts. I told him he was only saying that because of how long we’ve been stuck in quarantine, he’s probably just aroused by seeing me, but he kept insisting.

It Started Through the Wall (mf) (Incest)

The first time I heard it was a cool summer night, when the only other sound was the gentle rasping of crickets that came floating through my open window. At first it was only the creaking of bed springs, soft and inconsistent. Soon it grew louder, yet still intermittent. I checked the clock: 12:23. I was about to chalk it up to restless sleeping, when the first moan crept through the wall that connected my room to my sister’s. It was little more than shaky puff of breath, barely louder than the breeze in the trees outside, yet it was loud as a gunshot to me. I froze, unsure of what I had just heard. A few squeaks from the bed later, it happened again.

Now, if you have never heard the object of your constant desire moan sensually while masturbating, let me describe it to you. Simply put, it is the sexiest noise I have ever heard. I felt a tingle through my body, a physical shock at what I was hearing. Barely more than a pleasurably exhale, each breath wove its way into my mind, painting a picture of the erotic scene unfolding in my sister’s bed. Perhaps she was lying on her back, legs wide apart, her back arched in ecstasy as she probed frantically into herself. Or maybe she was propped up on her elbows, rubbing her clit into one of her many stuffed animals. The penguin, perhaps. Or the lion.

Girlfriends little cousin [MT]

I never thought I’d see myself posting something like this, but anyway here goes nothing. A little about me first. 6 foot 4, 300 pound male with a very muscular build. I guess you could call me the typical all american jock as I have been into sports pretty much my whole life. Ive been dating this girl now going on 5 years and things really couldnt be better. We’re both 27, she’s about 5’4 120 pounds with a busty petite little frame. She’s got a great family who I see often, a great personality, and she’s drop dead gorgeous. The sex is pretty good, (I can honestly say I’m blessed below the belt), and my overall size makes it easy to throw her around in bed, (which she loves). Unfortunately, though, something has been missing, for me at least. I honestly dont know if I’m starting to lean toward homosexuality, but I literally can’t get dick off of my mind. All of my free time recently has been spent watching transgender porn, and even gay porn, and i didnt realize how turned on I could actually get. Watching that stuff and thinking about it has made me harder than Ive ever been, I mean seriously.

[FFM] MY TRUE STORY Part 2 – Hotwife in training

My TRUE Story PART 2 – My journey to become a Hotwife and loving it

Hello Lifestylers and “Hotwifers”….if you can say that. As I mentioned in my first post I’m very new to Reddit so I might be doing something wrong but after exactly following the rules of r/HOTWIFELIFESTYLE my post was removed – so let’s see is r/Hotwife is fine to publish. So let me continue to the second part or many to my journey. If again the post will be removed without explanation I will not invest time to write my experiences especially the 3 days naughty vacation.

Hello Hotwifers….I want to again let you know that this is 100% my true story and I’m writing it to shed some light on how it all happened to me. I know there are unfortunately alot of fakes where men invent stories, post allegedly their wife when it is not – for what it is worth this is my real story…and I have lots of proofs with photos, videos and even just pleasurable sound of me being naughty with my bull.