The Camgirl Part XL: Something Special [FFFM] [FF] [Implied FM] [Anal] [Oral] [Light Fdom] [Light BDSM]

**VIII: Liam and Blake**

**Liam**

Liam paced in Marie’s room, trying to distract himself from the noises coming from the other side of the door and the discomfort they caused in his pants. He’d forgotten his earbuds. Of course. And he hadn’t been able to find any of Marie’s, either.

They had stopped for a bit after Liam heard what he thought was a second, particularly loud orgasm, though Liam had found himself unable to keep images of Blake writhing in pleasure from running through his mind. Then they’d started up again and he’d sworn he heard his name.

Blake.

Moaning his name.

And Liam’s erection had *just* begun to subside, thoughts of her fading from his mind.

Once he’d heard his name like that, Liam’s mind had gone into overdrive.

Was she trying to mess with him? She’d said she wasn’t going to play nice anymore. Had she just been thinking about him when she was with Chloe? Did she often think about him during sex? Or when masturbating?

Then had come the mental images, eventually leading to Liam pacing as he was now. Read more »

BJ at Work [MF]

My girlfriend and i work together, well today we were the first ones to arrive, we went into the bathroom and she started getting frisky. So she got on her knees and pulled my cock out and started giving me head.

Side note: my girlfriend absolutely hates cum…

Shes giving me head and asks where im gonna finish to which i replied “ill finish in the sink” so she continues and she starts tasting precum and gags so i go to finish onto some toilet paper and i shoot and i overshoot the toilet paper and it goes all over her neck, chest, and chin, she barfs and i died laughing.

California Fires [MF][nc][violent]

It was cool and windy, with a dark sky looming overhead like an approaching thunderstorm, but the dryness in the air and the smell of smoke said there would be no rain soon. The power was out and would be all night, giving me a perfect opportunity to act.

I took a drag from my cigarette and watched the apocalyptic orange glow of smoke-filtered sunlight replaced by the deeper orange from the fires burning in the distance that illuminated the silhouette of the dark suburban ridge line.

The time had come for me to take her. Without power there would be none of the things like lights, phones or alarms that protect the pretty girls of the world from monsters like me.

And she was a pretty girl. She lived in a dingbat up the hill from the JC and I had seen her walking down the street to catch the bus many times before. She was Mexican or something else that isn’t quite white. She had huge tits, red lips, cheaply dyed blond hair and always wore less clothing than the weather seemed to require. I had stalked her. I knew her routine. I knew she would come home around 5 and usually left around 8 to go out to party but had stayed home alone during the last blackout. Read more »

[FF] Fulfilling a bondage fantasy (part 3)

This is the final part of a story I started [here](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dl1ymz/ff_fulfilling_a_bondage_fantasy/) and continued [here](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dll8cr/ff_fulfilling_a_bondage_fantasy_part_2/), about the first time I explored a partner’s bondage and sensory-deprivation kink.

…she stops shaking and I move my head away to kiss and nibble on her thighs, and I can taste her wetness on my lips as I flop down next to her and start running my damp fingers across her thighs and belly. I stop and ask if she needs a break, but I remember that she can’t hear me with her headphones on and I decide that she *does* need a break, and I sit up and straddle her again.

I move my lips to hers and I’m kissing her so softly at first, and then I’m moaning and sliding my tongue against hers, kissing her harder and faster because it’s the only way I can think to let her know how turned on I am from just watching her cum for me. I know she can taste me on her lips, and the thought of that turns me on even more, and I run my fingers up her sides and cup her face in my hands. I run my finger gently across her lips and she sticks her tongue out to take it in her mouth again, but I gently push down against her chin and she gets the message. I want her to open her mouth for me. Read more »

A distraction from the day. MF

I’m thinking about you laying you on your belly, trying to relax in this unseasonable heat. I’d come into the room to find you on the bed, topless and in a pair of jeans with you mumbling something at the sound of my footsteps as I sit beside you on the bed, a single cube of ice on my hand. I’d start at the small of your back, the cold bringing out a trail of goosebumps as I trace a path across your skin, in circles first before moving lower, to the hem of your pants and across the waistline. Down to your side and up towards your ribs, then back down, across, and up the other. Back to your spine and up to the shoulders, bringing the shiver up to your head bit by bit. The ice melting against your hot skin as I reach your neck, moving to the outside, behind the ear, before curving all the way back down and under your shoulder, almost along the side to your breast, then back up, to the other ear and back down, under the other shoulder before discarding the cube and watching your body shudder with the sensation. Read more »

Seven Minutes in Heaven causes Halloween party to go out of control (MF + group) (fiction)

(All the characters in this fictional story are 18+)

All the high school seniors wanted to go to the Halloween party at Mike G’s house. His stepmom was going to be the only parent around and she would just hang out upstairs and let everyone do whatever they wanted to in the finished basement. Drink, smoke, anything goes.

Nobody knew how Ashley had found out about the party, she must have come with one of her more popular friends. Ashley wore nothing but baggy clothes at school and her long curly dark hair was always in front of her face. She dressed up in the basic black cat costume for Halloween but still managed to find the baggiest black outfit, when all of the popular girls were in skintight black tank tops and leggings.

Nobody knew how Max had heard about the party either. It wasn’t his scene. He was the editor of the school’s literary magazine and though he wasn’t disliked, he just seemed to spend a lot of time by himself. Read more »

[MF] A new, shared kink is discovered after 7 years!

Let me start by saying my kinks are fairly broad and definitely into the taboo, and I’m very open minded. My only real hard limits that I know are scat and puke. For a couple years now I’ve known that there was some vague curiosity surrounding golden showers/watersports within me and that if I ever got with a partner who was into such I would give it a try. But, it was more to satisfy curiosity and not because it was something I fantasized about or thought would do anything for me. I don’t think I’ve ever even watched a porn clip featuring it.

It’s been a brutal year on my husband and I, and we’ve both in therapy (individually and together.) Friday night we decided to use some mdma as a more therapeutic tool and sat and hashed things out and truly communicated for over 4 hours. For those unaware this is a psychedelic drug that my therapist has told me is actually being researched for family therapy because it floods your body with serotonin and makes it easier to feel empathy towards others and communicate openly. I’m not pushing drug use on those uncomfortable (and hope mentioning it doesn’t break any rules, if so I will rewrite) but rather trying to set the scene and explain that we had just been bonding in very intense non-sexual ways prior. But we were feeling really good and close, and really wanted to fuck. Read more »

Double Teaming Tesla and Twain – a Jessica the Time Travelling Slut™ Story

By J.K. Jones

Nikolai Tesla’s Laboratory, 33 South Fifth Ave., West Broadway.
March 4, 1894 4:15 p.m.

With a deep bassy throb, the portal opened for exactly 3.14 seconds, and a beautiful woman stepped through it, and into the room.

Jessica straightened up and stretched her lithe, long-legged, overly busty body, which was packed into a dark brown leather bodysuit. She pushed her long auburn hair out of her beautiful blue eyes; she then reached down and pulled a leather string out of her pocket, and tied back her hair, letting it cascade down between her slender, muscular shoulders.

The two men in the room watched with shock and surprise on their faces. One of them was tall, dark haired and mustachioed, with a Eastern European cast to his narrow features. He was in a white laboratory coat, with the sleeves rolled up. The other man was shorter, wider, dressed in a fine suit with a white shirt and bow tie. He had a wider face, pointed nose and big, American eyebrows and mustaches. His hair was salt and pepper, and his hands were wrapped around a beer mug. Read more »

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[F] How this 40 year old mom spent her free day. (Sorry it’s long but so was the day)

Last week I knew that on Friday my day was going to be free with no obligations to anyone or anything. My kids both had sleepovers too. I decided a couple of days in advance that I was going to indulge in DPP chatting all day. I did the school run, worked out at they gym, came home and sat down at the computer with a bagel and cup of coffee.

I thought I would put up a post and wait for responses but one of my regular sexting friends was online and we chatted for a while about things before we got into our mutual love of all things involving spankings. Pretty soon we were swapping gifs, my shorts and panties were on the floor under the desk and, after we both edged ourselves for quite a long time she had to get ready to go to class and we let ourselves have, at least in my case, a very satisfying orgasm.

After a recovery period, I looked at postings and found an interesting one from a man, older than me, who wanted to explore threesomes with male to male contact. I inserted my husband into the fantasy and came again. I should probably point out that I am not really multi- orgasmic. I’m usually good for one pretty big one and then I’m done. Read more »

I’m [F] ovulating! Here’s what’s going through my mind:

I am typing this up on the train. Why? If I tried to at home, I would never finish. In public, I can’t touch myself. My hands can focus on the words despite my pussy’s incessant throbbing. It’s cold and rainy today, so I’m wrapped up and can pretend the weather is what’s making me so flushed and out of it. In truth? I’m in heat.

I woke up this morning with an animal need surging through my muscles. Moans slipped through my lips as I humped my pillow and chatted with a few online friends about my out of control state of mind. Dirty, twisted thoughts. Telling Daddy how much I wanted him. How much my body ached for a good fucking. It didn’t take long before I was dripping wet and strangling the pillow with my thighs.

And now I’m off to lunch with friends. Once again, I have to bury my truth and be that innocent and shy Asian girl everyone assumes I am. How am I supposed to tell my best friends that I wanted men to fuck me on my rug and cum inside me over and over until I was pregnant? Read more »