A Special Day [MF Fdom virgin mast bdsm oral anal outdoors romantic]

A redditor asked me to write this. The names have been changed.

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While other couples were having sex this Friday night, Katie spent it alone. She had came back from dinner with her fiance, David, and both of them were saving themselves for marriage. The wedding was coming up soon, and she couldn’t wait to experience life’s most natural pleasure. She heard her friends talking about how good it was to be fucked, and she hated to be left out. One of her sluttier friends, Teresa, who hooked up a lot, even tried to convince her to cheat on David. But she was loyal and didn’t want to end up like Teresa – who was always seeking pleasure, but never happy.

Katie did masturbate a lot to take care of her needs, once in the morning and once at night, sometimes more than that if she was especially horny. It started off with just her fingers at first, and doing it this way made it easier to understand her body. She knew what what tempo and rhythm were required to feel good and cum. And David would certainly know these things on their big night. Read more »

Kleptogenesis – Part 1 [FF] [Utopia] [Girls Run The World] [Romance] [Pregnancy]

Follow the story of Aubrey and Gabby, two women living in a futuristic, utopian society in which females run the world, while males in comparison are used only for furthering the human race.

Enjoy!

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“Today’s the big day,” I heard her murmur in my ear as a silky soft hand traversed my toned stomach, hooking around my waist and pulling me towards the middle of the bed. “We have to be there in an hour honey.”

The bedroom was still mostly dark, only lit by the pink glow outside the East facing window. There was a fuscia line created by the half opened blinds that traced Gabby’s auburn hair and ran across the silk bed sheets, landing on the opposite wall. With half lidded eyes I rolled over to face her, her head propped up on one arm as she gazed down at me. Often times I wondered why in the world this woman chose me. This morning was one of those times.

“Just five more minutes Gab,” I muttered, barely audible in the quiet stillness of the morning. I threw an arm across her chest, pulling my face into her clothed bosom and finding a more comfortable position. I breathed her in, the warm vanilla scent of her shampoo still lingering from the night before. “I slept like shit last night.” Read more »

A Sexual Religion Draped in the Colors of Ivory and Red [fm]

My soul always unravels when my cock enters Ivory for that first time, when we are together once more. I am the only person on the planet that dare calls her ‘Ivory’, for she hates her skin, the tone of it, and the impossibility for her to get even a hint of a tan. To her it is her biggest flaw, even more so than the disappointment she has at her breast size. I have called her Ivory ever since, not to mock her, but to remind her how much I enjoy the shade of her skin, its alabaster glow. How she literally shines like some supernatural goddess when we fuck in the moonlight.

But, as I was saying, my soul always unravels when my cock enters her that first time being together again, each and every time! Cock and cunt intimately familiar, yet not. The attraction, with a dash of resistance. Absence makes the cunt grow wetter and the cock grow harder and all of that. Regardless, that first time rejoining with her after weeks or months apart always feels like the very first time being in her. Every damned time! It is a divine moment. Read more »

[M]y [F]irst experience of a squirt.

As I have been asked for more then I’ll try my best to tell some of my stand out experiences. Again, this happened a number of years ago, so I will remember as much as I can.

As a reminder, I am 6’1″ tall and at the time of this experience I was about 13st 7lbs (similar to my current weight), I was also clean shaven at the time, which was important to her as she absolutely hated facial hair, she would hate my current beard.

This time I had been single for a few months and had met Miss A and there was obvious flirting and chemistry almost from the first moment we met. Miss A was about 5’5″ tall with slightly curly red hair that flowed just below her shoulder height, she was not a slim model size but she had a good body, nice breasts maybe a B/C cup and although her waist was only a little bit narrower than her hips she had what I would describe as a nice element of toning to her body, she exercised regularly and was quite fit and had strong legs. Read more »

[MF] First post. My first 2 dates with Natalie. (Long)

Long time reader and first time writer, so apologies if I have atrocious formatting etc. There will be plenty of lead up, so if you want to skip to the more steamy aspects head on down to the asterisks.

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I have been friends with Natalie for about 7 years, we used to work together at a coffee shop. I still remember the first time I saw her and thought she was quite possibly the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. She is about 5’4″, has incredible olive skin, dark brown hair, phenomenal big green eyes (that are straight out of a Disney film), an insane body and a derriere that doesn’t even know how to spell the word quit. The problematic thing was, at the time, I was in a long term relationship. We always had a bit of a spark and a bit of a connection. At work it was always friendly and quite flirtatious, but she was also in a relationship so I thought it was innocent.

So we fast-forward through till recently, we hadn’t seen each other in about a year. We bumped into each other at the cinema. Turns out that she’s been single for a couple of months and I had been single for a while. After chatting for a bit I asked her out and she said yes. Read more »

This One Was On Her. [M][F]

I finally got married. Thanks.

So day of the rehearsal dinner my place was an absolute mad house. We had people coming and going dropping off and picking up things for the upcoming wedding. After I got home from a long day of running errands and setting up decorations I decided to take a long hot shower.

There was still about 5 hours before I even needed to be ready but being that sweaty was starting to feel gross. I walked into our master bedroom, got naked and threw myself on the bed to relax a bit. Don’t tell my bride I wasn’t in full wedding mode. I needed a break.

I took my shower and dried as normal and laid out my outfit for the upcoming dinner. I was standing in front of my wardrobe when BAM the door to the bedroom burst open and in comes Jessica (one of the brides maids) She didn’t even hesitate for a second.

She came barreling into the room and said “Hey Designhero444 I need you to… OMG WHY ARE YOU NAKED!”

I barley tried to cover with my hands since nothing was around me except my clothes on a hanger. “WHOA! Don’t you knock?!” was all I said. Read more »

Batter Up-Part 2, Press Box Fun [MF]

[Part 1 ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cqfc7p/batter_up_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

So when I last left off with Annie, we had just had some very unexpected, but great sex. We stayed in touch the rest of that summer. No more hookups, but we saw each other at work pretty often and flirted quite a bit. After that summer we gradually lost touch a bit. We were both away at school in different states so it was tough. She got real serious with a guy and was destined to marry him.

Five years go by and I am back from school and so is she. I am back spending some time at the ballpark. This time, however, as a member of the board of directors. It sound much more important than it really was. I was basically just volunteering up there to pad my resume.

One night I was working there and I noticed Annie was on the schedule to umpire a few games. I was so happy to be able to see her. For one, working as the board member on duty could be terribly boring and also, I was glad to be able to see my old friend. We chatted for a bit in between games but both of us had to stay on task. Read more »

[FM] Ebony forced to orgasm in ways I hadn’t before

Sunday night I got ready for what I thought was going to be a normal date. If you have checked out my other posts, typically I date white and older, mostly married. This was our fourth date and his name is Will and I am guessing he is around 40 or so. Our last date was fun and we definitely connect. This time he took it further and told me EXACTLY what to wear. Not an unusual request and I like to make my men happy so I did as he said.

I am pretty busty (username definitely checks out) and he told me to wear a pink semi-corsettish type bra that I wore on our second date, with lacier white boyshort panties, a certain pair of jeans that he liked on me, (faded, light blue with some funky white blotches and tight) and a button down blouse. He and I meet up for our dates he is not ready to be seen around my apartment and certainly doesn’t want me to go to his place (he is married). Read more »

[MF] Edged to hell and back

Last Friday I closed a big deal and brought home a bottle of champagne to celebrate. Kids were put to bed, bottle popped, and we hit the couch.

After the first glass my wife went to the kitchen for a refill. When she came back she was only in her bra & panties holding the bottle and glasses. She simply said “Want to finish in bed?”

We got naked quick and she had my lay back on the bed. She rubbed her tits in my face, stroked my cock, said some kinds words, and then slowly kissed her way to my cock. First she just kissed it, then took the head in her mouth, then finally a full head bob.

After 10 seconds of a blow job she came up, grabbed her glass, handed me mine, and just sat between my legs. One hand was on my cock and stroked it so slowly while she sipped. She talked, sipped, and would lean over to take my cock in her mouth. I could feel the bubbles of the champagne on my dick. Read more »

That Night [Part1] (MF) (Choking) (BDSM) (Teasing)

“Come here,” my lover’s strong hand says with a gentle nudge. I oblige and lay head against his side on the couch as he drapes his on my belly. I love this, he asks and invites then I choose. As I lay he touches me every caress against my skin a question, “May I.” It reminds me why I love him even though we have long absences from each other’s embrace.

I greedily absorb this attention but want more, it’s selfish to want when he’s so giving but still I do. So I look at him in a way I hope that communicates my desire for him but isn’t too much to chase him off. The caresses stop being over the clothes and then his hands continue to ask as he gently rubs first my belly then lazily trails to my breasts. He cups one in his hand then bounces them almost like he’s appraising the weight. This makes laugh every time he does it, then he gets a mischievous look to his eye. “Will he tickle me, what are you up to?” I wonder. I want to clench to protect myself, but my body won’t respond it trusts. My body trusts no matter what he won’t hurt me, well not if I don’t ask for it. Read more »