[MF] 2am Tinder hookup with a stranger…

I travel a lot for work. This puts in me in positions to meet women in hotel bars, on Reddit, and, of course, on Tinder.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I have a lot of boring times on Tinder. If I’m in a town for 4 days, I may only match with 6-8 women in that time, and half of them won’t reply to the first message. But about half of my trips end up with a fun meeting.

This past trip I match with a woman around my age (I’m 44) and we started talking. I keep it very polite in the beginning, but slowly feel out how flirty I can be. She seemed to warm to the sex talk, and we talked about meeting but she wasn’t going to be able meet me this time that I’m in town. But she was clear that we could definitely go for a drink next time I’m in town. I thought that was it. This was now my last night in town and she was only woman I was actually talking to. None of my other matches were chatting.

HER PEGGING DREAM, COME TRUE [MF] [oral] [mast] [pegging] [swallow]

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A girl I went to high school with, but haven’t seen in fifteen years, texted me a selfie the other night at 430am. When I saw it in the morning, I was confused. Surely, this had to be a mistake. It wasn’t a nude selfie or anything lewd. Just a random selfie.

I ruffled my brow and texted her back, saying I was always happy to see her pretty face, but confused nonetheless.

She explained that she’d met a guy with the same name as me and texted the photo to me by mistake. She was so embarrassed, which made me even more confused.

“Why are you so embarrassed?” I asked. “It wasn’t anything lewd.”

“Yeah, THIS time. Jesus. I send a ton of nakey photos. Like, tons. Imagine how different this conversation would have been. I need to pay better attention.”

“And I need to stop imagining what lewd photos you’re sending,” I said.

“LOL. Just let your mind run wild. The lewdest!”

“So if I get a photo of you pegging some guy next week, I won’t be surprised. Cool, cool.”

My friends and I fuck a sexy Redditor in front of her husband [Group]

Kai and Joe posted in a local r4r, which caught my interest:

*25 M/F Looking for either a ddf man or woman to fuck wife while husband watches/possibly joins in. Wife is 25 Asian 5’7 and 110lbs. Inbox us if you are interested and we can talk.*

I sent them a message hoping to introduce them to u/fun_in_love (I’ll still be here when you finish looking at them; go ahead), the hotwife couple I’ve been seeing for eight months. We’ve had a couple group adventures together, which you can read about [here](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cr54qb/our_first_time_with_an_asian_slut_group/) and [here](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/djuy8n/foursome_we_invited_a_third_guy_to_help_us_fill/).

While we had fun in our last foursome, Aly and I thought it was time to be fair to Sam: a second girl. Our last MFFM experience did not go very far, and we wanted to make it happen soon. Joe responded right away to my ad and was interested. He’d gotten a lot of responses from single dudes so far, but they were very interested in his wife being fucked by Sam, Aly, and myself while he watched. After exchanging photos and chatting all five of us, we made a date.

Releasing Their Desires: Her Thoughts [MF] [SoloF] [BDSM] [Choking Mention]

Nessa sat at home the next day, feet tucked under her on the couch. All her appointments were done for the day, and she was taking a much needed break, knitting a cowl for herself.

Well….trying to knit a cowl. She hadn’t gotten any further in a bit…the Great British Baking Show playing on her TV.

Last night had been…she was still processing her feelings about last night. She had texted Ian when she had returned to her apartment, and nothing had been said about…what had happened in the mall parking lot.

In fact…she and Ian hadn’t really talked at all. A goodnight text last night….a good morning text today. Then….nothing really.

Nessa put her knitting in its basket and closed her eyes, laying back on the couch. Subconsciously she reached up and stroked her throat, remembering the feel of Ian’s hand across it….the pressure as he pressed lightly.

Nessa opened her eyes, brown eyes staring up at the ceiling, “Alright self…stop just skirting the…topic here,” she muttered to herself, “You aren’t doing yourself any favors here.”

She had felt….desire…when his hand pressed against her throat. A dark edged desire.

Making her feel beautiful [F) [FM] [BDSM]

This is a work of fiction that I wouldn’t mind actually happening. This was written with my beautiful wife in mind. This is also my first time writing so bare with me.

Rose came home from a Long day at work and slid her key in the door. Thinking about her how today went in her classroom, she barely noticed the sticky note on the door.

“Hey beautiful. I’ve made plans. Check the fridge. ”

Plans… she thought. My only plan is to take these shoes off and get in the bed. Rose knew that Drey had left this sticky note. He always called her beautiful. She never felt beautiful, but never tired of hearing him say it. Rose walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. Inside was a large class of dark red wine with a sticky note that said “Drink me, then get dressed.”

Dressed? Drey saw me when I left this morning. IF we are going out I’m not changing! Rose picked up the glass of wine and put it to her lips. The cold liquid chills her body as the sweetness adds color to her caramel cheeks. Mmm that’s good she thought, as she drinks half the glass and walks to her bedroom. On her door there was another sticky note. “Beautiful. I picked out everything for you to wear. I can’t wait to see you.”

[MF] Just a Mild Abuse of Power

It’s three AM, and I’m sitting in my black and white Sherriff’s pickup, on the side of a darkened, isolated stretch of the I-95. My coffee has long gone cold, but the cool, humid night air keeps me awake well enough. The night is silent aside from the crickets all around, and the occasional squeaking of bats flying overhead. I rest my forearm on the open window of my door, looking out the windshield, waiting patiently for the next leadfoot to go screaming past, going well over eighty in this sixty mile an hour zone.

I don’t have to wait long. A white Mercedes just about blasts my doors off as it screams past. In a well practiced routine of motions, I start the truck, throw on the headlights, lights and siren, and floor it, gritting my teeth as the truck takes off like a rocket. The engine roars excitedly as we blast up to eighty miles an hour, then ninety, then a hundred, catching up to the Mercedes effortlessly. The chase is over disappointingly quickly as the Mercedes brake lights come on, and I escort the car over to the shoulder. Oh well, I guess the fun part of the night is over.

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Categorized as Erotica

Pink Smoke 2 [Mc] [Femdom] [MF]

Tom woke up slowly from a feverish dream of naked flesh and kisses and moans. His throat ached and his body felt sore. As he regained consciousness, he realized several things at the same time.

First, that he was lying on a bed. He was fully dressed and his trousers felt uncomfortably tight around his crotch.

Second, as he moved around, he found out that he was handcuffed to the bed posts.

Third, that he was a place he didn’t recognize. A beatiful bedroom with wide windows, in a building tall enough to offer a view on the entire city.

Fourth, that Sandra was in the room with him. She was sitting at a small desk in front of a mirror. She was wearing nothing but an aquamarine bra and matching lace panties, her long, slender legs cast to one side as she carefully cleaned her face with a small cotton disk. Tom could see the beautiful line of her delicate neck as she had her hair collected in a bun.

Sandra was humming softly to herself, but paused as she noticed, through the mirror, Tom waking up and struggling weakly against his constraints.

She’s so much younger than me… [MF]

A bit of background to begin. I am a 55 year old man. I’ve been married to my 2nd wife for 12 years, and we’ve been together for nearly 18. Life is good. But…

My wife has gone through menopause, as 50+ year old women do. Sex isn’t spontaneous anymore. We’ve fallen into the “Sunday morning sex” routine, which generally involves a lot of lube and I’m still not really able to penetrate all the way.

There is a girl that I’ve known for more than 10 years. We met her when she was a teenager, taking care of a horse in the stable where we had our mare boarded.

“T” and I were friendly, and she was very flirty and open about sex (she was still a virgin when we first met). 

The years went by, and I would occasionally text “T” just to ask how she was doing. About 3 years ago (when she was 25) she told me that she was going to get married. Great! She found a guy and wanted to start a family!

We stayed in contact after her wedding – just innocent “hey babe, how’s it going?” types of messages. She would reply back that things were good.

[F]un ti[M]e in the adult theater

**The names below have been changed to protect the less than innocent parties**

This will be long with a lot of back story. It’s a slow burn, but once you get there it will scorch you, I swear. If you’re impatient, well, your loss and skip to the break.

I was recently separated from my wife, a month before our 10th wedding anniversary and I had decided to try to meet some women to end the dry spell that was the last year of my marriage. Turning to kik, I joined a swingers community based in my local area. What easier place to meet women could there be, my naive brain was thinking. After talking to several people there, I came to the realisation that monogamous relationships were what I was craving and I only ever had sex with 1 person from that group. Her name was Victoria.

[FM] I discovered I’m a slut for giving head

Me and my boyfriend have been together now for almost 8 months. This was my first serious relationship, and I should probably note that I was a complete virgin before meeting him. Don’t get me wrong, I know a lot about sex and I knew I wanted to have it, I just didn’t feel comfortable enough with anyone up until I met him. And when I met him, let me tell you- my sex drive sky-rocketed. Even now, my libido is MUCH higher than his. This isn’t a problem, per-say, he satisfies me perfectly well. As soon as we got into a relationship, we pretty much hit it off right away in the bedroom. Despite being in a relationship with a girl before me, he wasn’t very confident and felt inexperienced (his girlfriend wasn’t very open to anything sexual). This was foreign to him and I could tell he didn’t want to make me uncomfortable, so I kind of led the first half of our sexual experiences- without any experience myself- and it worked! He isn’t very good with communication whether it be emotionally or sexually, and that’s fine- it’s just how he is. I’m perfectly fine with telling him what feels good, what doesn’t and vice versa.