My GF Jess decided to take advantage of the long holiday to weekend to set up another threesome after going a month without another cock. She ended up getting a guy she previously cuckolded me with named Jon to come back over for another round.
[FM] Putting My Limited Massage Skills to Use
Some of you may remember how I told you about my experience getting a massage from an amateur on campus. If not, go ahead and read [it](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e0s5j0/fm_an_amateur_massage/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
(If you’re looking for the good stuff, skip on down to where it says [THE GOOD STUFF] ?)
I did go back a couple of times. We never had sex. It was always just hand and oral stuff.
About a month ago, my bf seemed pretty stressed out about school. I guess his classes were harder than expected. So after about a week of complaining about stress, he mentioned that he was thinking about getting a massage at the place he had been to 2-3 years ago. He wanted to make sure I was ok with it because it would more than likely end with a happy ending as it did his first time around. He assured me the girl would only use her hand. That the parlor was very professional and very traditional. They didn’t do hand jobs cuz they were hand jobs and for sexy reasons. They did happy endings because they thought of the penis as a muscle that also needs to be massaged and relieve stress. Not gonna lie, the thought of my bf going to get a massage and getting his cock milked by some cute Asian masseuse was a bit of a turn on, however, I soon started imagining me as the masseuse. Being the girl giving massages and happy endings to strangers. Unfortunately, I’m not a masseuse.
A Very Special Christmas (mf)
The day’s festivities had finally died down, and evening was turning into night. The commotion of the day had waned as various family members left or went to bed. Daniel was in between sleep and consciousness on the couch. He didn’t realize his cousin Alexis was the only one still awake, in the oversized chair in the corner of the room.
The TV had been turned off by the last person to leave the room. The room lights were off. Light came from the luminous Christmas tree – green, with lights all the colors of the rainbow, red tinsel and ornaments galore. A golden star sat at the top. The fireplace was burning merrily. Various Christmas tunes could still be heard cycling through a playlist that hadn’t been turned off.
Alexis was feeling incredibly hot. She threw off the blanket that someone had laid over her, and was still pleasently warm. Suddenly, warmth spread up her spine as she recognized how horny she was. The atmosphere, the fireplace, and the cute slutty Mrs. Claus outfit she was in helped her mood. A short red dress that did nothing to hide her cleavage or curves, trimmed with white fur, a fake black belt around her stomach, and a santa hat to top it off. Her uncomfortable, tiny black shoes had been abandoned at the foot of the chair.
My [M] second night with the widow [F]
Due to the popularity of my first post, I’ll follow it up with one more. If you’re interested in hearing (reading) more, I can tell you about other girls I’ve been with, but I’m just following up with this one because people really seemed to get off over my first post.
So, my girlfriend (the widow), Anne, she invited me back over. I pretty much knew what was going to happen – but she didn’t. Back in my youth (15-25), I was addicted to sex. I started fairly young. I learned how to pleasure a woman so I wanted to give Anne a sneak preview of what lays in store if she stays in a relationship with me.
So I’ll cut to the chase. We ended up in the bedroom. She took all her clothes off – I didn’t mention, but she’s Asian. So just imagine a tight Asian body – perfect skin – no fat – just a flat stomach, small but perky breasts, which don’t sag – I’m just trying to describe her perfectly. Now not to sound racist (I can’t be can I, I only really date Asian women), but some Asians don’t have a big booty – and my girlfriend doesn’t have a huge ass, but she’s shapely. When she turns to the side, her curves are undeniable.
Cadence of Noon [MF] [Fiction] [High Fantasy]
The sun was high in the sky over the peninsular city of Trost. The granite white walls of stone surrounding the grandest bazaar market in the human kingdoms, protecting it from the shoreline just beyond. The city streets hustled and bustled with people going from shop top shop, returning from their sprees with spoils they had not expected. Hundreds of inns packed to the max capacity.
Guard patrols, as such on the during the great bazaar’s stay in the city, an annual festival of mercantilism across the kingdoms of humanity on Avalon, were doubled, patrolling the streets and keeping their eyes peeled for thieves and troublemakers. Still, amongst all the busyness, there was merriment, as when coin purses jingled that drew more than just shrewd merchants and petty thieves.
Bards of all kinds, traveling troupes, circus performers, dancers of all styles, were peddling their services alongside the street merchants, dancing and singing and playing instruments and performing daring feats for a share of the coin that was being tossed around.
But one bard had his own agenda.
Becs And Bob. [MFF, Impregnation, FF] Pure fantasy but based on a true event.
My birthday was coming up and my work colleague and good friend Becs invites me to spend the weekend with her and her partner Bob. Bob is not her real name, it’s just a nickname given by Becs because as you may have worked out Becs and Bob are gay. Becs was 30 something, stunning looks, breasts to die for and we became friends at work because we got on so well, we would laugh and joke and I would even steal the occasional hug but that was as far as it went.. Bob was closer to my age, late 40’s, a BBW in stature and a warm personality to match, again Bob and I got on well on the rare occasion I met up with them because I didn’t judge them on their sexuality.
Pokegirls, Quickie! (Calem and Serena) [MF] [Toys] [Public] [Mdom] [Fsub] [Mast] [Oral] [Shower Sex] [Deepthroat] [Throatpie] [Anal Sex] [Creampie] [Preg?]
“Thank you Rhogges!” I heard her shout through the screen as she peeled off her mask.
I heard the crowd screaming and cheering, “Serena!”, ” We love you, Serena!”
I guess I should introduce myself, I’m Calem, the person performing on stage just now was the one and only “Contest Queen Serena”, my girlfriend.
I smirked at the monitor, twiddling with the remote in my hands as the crowd screamed intensely. Serena winked at the crowd and slipped back on her pink medieval opera mask, sending out her Sylveon.
This region had the weirdest contest traditions, instead of having regular performances for each participant, they had them perform almost all at once in dance routines and a move showcase. They even made everyone have to wear a mask and come up with a fake name for themselves.
As Serena started to turn back and walk back into the curtains, I quickly pressed the “up” button on my remote, the screen now flashing “01”.
I watched as my dear Serena stiffened up in her tracks, stopping for a moment before sashaying into the backstage.
“This will be fun…” I mumbled.
Advent Kinkendar: December 23rd [Ffm]
As I went to the bathroom in the early hours of this morning, I couldn’t help it but put my fingers across my pussy lips as I pissed, feeling the warm stream as it poured over them. Something about it was extremely exciting and lustful, I just loved it. What has come over me?
Waking up again later was much less peasant, however. Initially it felt pretty good; Miss teasing my nipples and then my clit with her fingers. But as I rose I smelled something, and then felt it. The smooth feeling as Miss had been touching me must have been caused by some vapour rub, and quickly there was a tingling burning sensation building in my nipples and pussy lips. Holy fuck it was uncomfortable.
I wriggled and writhed against the feelings as Miss left me and stroked another handful into the boy’s cock. He was soon groaning in a similar predicament to me as Miss cleaned off her hands and held out our boxes. Still wriggling we opened them to find something very odd looking indeed. A yellowish brown stump carved into a sort of small butt plug shape; we looked up at her confused as the scent of fresh ginger floated up to us.
Kinky Advent 23/24 [F] [Bi] [bdsm]
Kneeling on the floor practicing today’s position sent little shivers down my spine thinking about what this addition to the repertoire could possibly entail. ‘Collar me’ is a kneeling position, legs spread apart, butt resting on the heels. The arms are lifted, hands holding the hair up behind the head so the neck is presented. Intensity 8/10, as I can’t stop thinking about kneeling like this in front of my Dom someday.
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See my previous posts for an explanation of the title and stay tuned for the next day’s :) I’ll try to post some pictures somewhere around here so check out my profile if interested!
Should I tell stories from [M]y point of view only?
I have been really enjoying many of the stories posted here. Time to give back and tell some true stories of my own. Should I tell all of them form [M]y point of view? Some of them might look more interesting when told from the point of view of my partner. That would be a narrator’s expedient; not planning to try to pass as a female.
What do you think?