The Bodyguard [MF]

“Here are your keys madam”, said a short Chinese man standing behind a rather large ornate counter. The tall pale-skinned woman thanked him in a thick Russian accent. As she walked past the counter she was followed by a big burly man who was surrounded by several security guards. The woman opened the door of the penthouse suite and let the man in.

“Thank you, Nina” said the man.

“Always a pleasure, Vasily”, said Nina as she closed the door behind them, leaving the security team outside.

The room was large and spacious, high walls with tall glass windows from floor to ceiling. You could see the farthest reaches of Beijing from up here. A bar on the left and a king size bed on the right. Everything was made of marble or glass.

There was a knock on the door. Nina opened the door and started talking to someone. A few moments later she escorted two men in. Vasily and the men stood across from each other with Nina in the middle.

“Twenty men, and two pieces of anti-tank ordnance early next week”, one of the men said as the other man pushed a bag towards the middle. Read more »

Three months after my [M] first time being pegged, my girlfriend fucked me again and I’m obsessed. Hope you enjoy ?

Three months ago we tried pegging for the first time (story on my profile) and it was good, but not mind blowing, this time however has made being pegged again all I can think about this week.

We’ve been abstaining from a second attempt to raise the excitement but two days ago now it was time to have my ass filled again, I went out of the room to get a drink, and I came back to my girlfriend completely naked, beautiful perky boobs out, and wearing our strap on. I knew I was about to have an afternoon to remember, everyone was out, we have to do it in an empty house as I can never stay quiet with my ass being played with. Last time I kept losing my erection despite it feeling really good, I think because it was my first time doing it I was on edge about any mess (there was none) and also not relaxed enough, this time though I was in my element and ready to put on a show. Read more »

Talking with a married couple…

This is what I sent them, rolled off the top of my head. Thoughts, comments and kind suggestions on my writing skills?

I eagerly knock on your door to begin to notice my young cock is already stiffening from anticipation. I think to myself a quick image of me with a fistful of the wife’s hair in hand, fucking her face so hard she’s slobbering all down her tits.. her mascara is running down each of her flush cheeks. Her eyes looking up – basically rolling in the back of her head – make contact with mine and she gargles something with my cock in her throat clearly trying to speak. I don’t care. I keep skull fucking her as she gasps to tell me something rather annoyingly important. After one long full push, holding myself in the depths of her throat… I yank my cock out grab her by her throat and slap her hard on the cheek and I say “now what is so fucking important, that you had to interrupt me” she looks up in a high-pithed, innocent, apologetic voice and says “Please come fuck me every night like a dirty little slut, make my husband watch.” Then a noise breaks me out of my trance, and you both stand there husband and wife… with warm inviting smiles – as if we’re meeting for dinner… not knowing how rough and intense this young cock is going to destroy all of the Mrs holes.

Sucking his cock on Instagram live [MF] (voyeurism/submission)

Hi Reddit!

I’m back again. Here’s the story of the second night. If you’d like to read my first time with him, click [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fcpwnt/fucking_the_feminist_out_of_me_long/). A little background on us:

**Me**: 19F, 5’2″, blonde, B cup tits, perky ass, liberal girl in college in Illinois (some have said I look like the girl in Leolulu if that gives you a better visual)

**Him**: 20M, 5’11”, ~8″ cock, conservative political commentator from Michigan who looks really fucking hot in a suit

He returned from his first speech at a university and I was there, waiting in his hotel room. He greets me with a kiss, leans back against the pillow, and pulls out his phone to start live streaming (to update his audience on how the speech went). He was sitting back, legs splayed across the covers and I could see the bulge in his suit pants that just looked so inviting. He barely got two words out before I slunk down between his legs and looked up at him with a mischievous grin. Read more »

Making a mess with my tits [MF] [lac fet] [preg fet] [light dom/sub]

I can’t help but think about this

You breed me and watch my body swell and grow from your seed. But one particular aspect is your favorite, how much milk I’m already producing. My tits have gone from large to obscene and you love to torture me with them.

You’d leave them alone. Going days without milking me, having them reach achingly painful levels. Skin pulled taunt, with drips escaping my nipples. Watching me cry with every slight adjustment of my body until one day you flip me over on my stomach and press me down on the floor. My legs slide and spread under the pressure and you take the chance to thrust into me.

My tits draining as you claim my swollen cunt again as yours. Pressing my face into the puddle, demanding I lick the floor clean. My body covered in my milk, your cock pumping more cum into your cumdumpster.

[FF] The night I sent a message

Hey there! I am going with a very recent story this time. This all happened last Saturday evening. The only fictional thing is her name.

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Last Friday wasn’t my favorite. I got dumped by this girl from Tinder I’ve been seeing for some weeks. I came back home, looked for some distractions in reddit, found a bit, but it wasn’t enough. I wasn’t very well on Saturday, feeling frustrated and angry. Looking for solutions, I decided to send a message to Julia.

Julia was my ex roommate, we lived together for some months last year. As cliché as it sounds, we became friends with benefits during this time. Neither of us wanted to be in a relationship with the other, but through me she found out she was bi (I was her first girl, but that can be a story for another day). Eventually she started dating this guy she met through me (he someone I knew, but not any big friend nor anything like that), and she moved out to live with him. After she moved out, we kept talking here and there. And I knew their relationship had a bit of openness, as she once invited me for a threesome (which I didn’t take as I am not bi) with them. And she told me they had been having them whenever they could. With time, this faded away, as we really didn’t have much in common besides the sex and the apartment. Read more »

Delight – chapters 1- 4 [Cuckold, humiliation, degradation]

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I was married on the fifth of April 1950 and even though it was only two months after my eighteenth birthday, I already felt like my marriage would be the happiest day of the rest of my life.

My wife was the same age as myself. In fact, we got married one day after her own birthday. It was, as far as I could recall, the most beautiful she had ever been. Her blonde hair; her blue eyes; her smile, like ivory; her graceful movements and the white dress, handsewn by her grandmother. She looked absolutely heavenly. My only regret was that I, a poor, Jewish boy could not give her the wedding she so obviously deserved.

Sarah was her name – now carrying the surname of Fritz – and she was everything a man could ask for. She was kind, humble, sweet and supportive. If there was a flaw in her character, it was in her Christian upbringing which only server to amplify her greatest qualities. She had grown up poor and thus did not ask for much other than my loyalty and devotion: two things I was more than willing to give. Read more »

[F] I had a stressful day in work, needed some down time and now I’m locked in latex, double stuffed and doing housework

It’s been a super stressful day, and I’ve got tonnes of chores to do, but I just needed some kind of release, just some me time, you know?

The thought of playing with some toys and wearing some nice, tight shiny rubber got me properly worked up…in work today, so as soon as I got in, my work clothes came off, my rubber catsuit, corset and hood went on, an inflatable plug and inflatable dildo went in. I zipped my catsuit closed, then decided to lock the toys in place with an electronic locking box. So I’ve challenged myself, if I can get all the housework done before the lock box opens in two hours I’m allowed to play with myself.

I’m really needing to get stuff done, but I’m so turned on being encased in latex, slowly inflating and deflating my toys while I pretend to do some housework, that I just had to share!

I [F] gave my friend a pity fuck after he lost a parent

Tom and I have been friends since high school and I’ve always known that he had a crush on me but I didn’t feel the same way about him so we never did anything physically.

Last month, his father passed away. A group of us went to the funeral to show our support to him and his family. Like most funerals, it was pretty sad and I didn’t like seeing my friend so forlorn. There was a luncheon afterwords and I hugged him to let him know how sorry I was. But with so many family and well-wishers around him, I didn’t get a chance to speak with him much that day.

About ten days later, I got a text from a friend that a bunch of people were going out with Tom for some drinks to see how he was doing. I thought this was a good idea so we all met at a local bar on a Friday night. Tom was in about as good of spirits that one can be in after the death of a parent. I got a chance to speak to him alone and he thanked me for coming to the funeral and out that night. He said he was still processing things it was going to a be some time until he was back to his normal self. Seeing him so out of sorts got me thinking about what I could do for him to make things better. After a couple cocktails, I came up with an idea. Read more »