The Camgirl XXXIII: That Bitch! [Plot]

**XXXIII: Blake**

Blake was not okay.

She lay on her bed, spacing out, trying to will herself to sleep. It wasn’t that late but being awake had sucked since Saturday.

*Sleep hasn’t helped too much either.*

Zoning out to that fantasy on Tuesday hadn’t helped either.

Two more days had passed since she’d seen Liam and Marie come back with some random girl. She’d caught Liam’s gaze that night, and still she hadn’t heard from him. She hadn’t seen him this morning in her Thursday class, and Monday and Tuesday he hadn’t sat with her like usual.

With a heavy sigh, Blake rolled over onto her stomach, grimacing when she had to adjust her long T-shirt when it bunched up under her. A faint shine from across her room on the floor caught Blake’s gaze and she buried her face in her pillows with a groan.

*I thought I got all of them.*

When talking with Chloe hadn’t helped Blake deal with her Liam problem, she’d thought drinking herself to sleep might make her feel better. It had been a while since she had done that. Blake had brought the shot glass to her lips, then thrown it across the room with a sob when she remembered why it had been so long.

Cold Water in the Moonlight….[mf][mild]

The water was always cold at the swimming hole.

It was a really interesting spot. The main summer camp that I worked at college was set in this valley in the catskills, and you had to walk up the trail to where the valley narrowed higher in the cleft of the ridges to find the swimming hole. If I knew geography I would be able to explain using the proper terms. If I knew geology I could explain why the creek ran over a small waterfall before continuing on a deep split in the rocks that widened into a shallower pool.

There was a legend about the swimming hole made up probably by some hippy who worked there in 70s about it being a sacred spot of the local mohawk tribe way back in the day.

I didn’t ever really get to hear the whole story because I worked in the kitchen at the camp. It was an interesting job, a lot of the staff had regular interactions with the campers, going on hikes and doing crafts and archery and all that stuff, but we were in that sweltering kitchen for 3 meals a day, and doing prep and clean up between them as well.

[FM] Second encounter (25F) with my dominant man (the most humiliating thing guy)

Same guy as in [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/deqp06/mf_the_most_25f_humiliating_thing_i_ever_did/) story, this happened exactly two weeks after that crazy hot story, and I had spent most of the two weeks fantasizing about it and how incredibly hot it was. I would sometimes look at that pic of his cum in my hair and get completely… flustered? Yep, so little could get me that aroused.

It should come as no surprise that I wrote him as I woke up, a Friday two weeks later, completely horny. I wasn’t ovulating, so it wasn’t as strong as it could be, but I really wanted a man to take control of me – to fuck my brains out and use my body for his own needs. My choice naturally went to him. You know why. I think I was wanting to do the same thing we had done last time, but I was ready for anything, any surprise really.

“Doing anything tonight?”

“I don’t know… feeling slutty?”

“Yes.”

“How much?”

“Same thing as last time horny.”

He took a little bit before responding.

“Arrive at 11PM. Wear a dress, a long one, wear high heels, comfortable ones, and bring your makeup stuff.”

Cold Water in the Moonlight….[mf][mild][continued]

[Start here first](/r/eroticliterature/comments/cq2bad/cold_water_in_the_moonlightmfmildunfinished/)

“….How wonderful I was…or just American boys in general?”

She laughed…

She moved slightly closer to me. I could feel the warmth of her hip against mine.

“We should go swimming” I suggested and got up quickly.

“But I didn’t bring my bathing suit” she sort of blurted out, you could tell she was nervous, because her accent really came through as the words stumbled from her lips.

“It’s fine, I can’t see anything anyway, it’s not a big deal”

I felt a sense of courage, I’m not really sure where it was coming from but I figured I would just go with it and I slid my shirt over my head. I could almost feel her eyes on me as I slide my shorts down off my waist and slowly waded into the water with just my boxer-briefs on. I felt the cold water against my skin as the goosebumps formed, soon the summer air felt warm as the cool water flowed around my body.

Innocent Jilling Caught On Camera Part 8

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/c5divi/innocent_jilling_caught_on_camera/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/c5z979/innocent_jilling_caught_on_tape_pt_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/c9lvgo/innocent_jilling_caught_on_camera_part_3/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)

[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/cbc5zu/innocent_jilling_caught_on_camea_part_4/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)

[Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/cmy1ku/innocent_jilling_caught_on_camera_part_5/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)

[Part 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/d673yh/innocent_jilling_caught_on_camera_part_6/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/dblij2/innocent_jilling_caught_on_camera_part_7/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

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Sara woke, still feeling the tingles in her lower half from night before. She couldn’t help herself, reaching a hand down rubbing her clit, circling it slowly. She opened her eyes, expecting the masked man and woman to be lying by her but sat up surprised finding she was the only one there.

Sara got up off the bed and looked around, seeing the room in neat order as if last night had never happened. She walked out the room, still completely nude, half hoping someone was there outside waiting to continue the activities of last night.

But to her great disappointment, no one was there and the only indication that last night was real was the coat hanging on the rack and a thin red strap held together by pearls. Was she supposed to go home in that outfit again. Sara smiled at the thought.

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Alarms blared in the dark room and the Watcher awoke. Throwing a blanket off him, he walked to his monitor set up. He watched as Sara got off the bed and walked around.

Fucking [m]y adorable theater geek girl[f]riend in a nightclub bathroom

Further proofread the story for errors. Fixed hopefully all of them, hope you enjoy!

[•Story 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ctbqf8/winning_over_the_adorable_freshman_theater_girl_mf)

[•Story 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cwwcvj/making_my_adorable_freshman_theater_geek_gf)

[•Story 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/czprap/taking_the_anal_virginity_of_my_adorable_freshman)

[•Story 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d3gibq/my_adorable_freshman_theater_geek_girlfriends)

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With summer in full swing Rocky and I have been having a blast the entire time. She moved in with some of her theater friends in a shared house not too far from my apartment and we took full advantage of it seeing each other very often. We were practically inseparable the entire summer more so than we already were. Whenever I wasn’t working or hanging with my friends I was always with Rocky either at my place or hers. We would always walk around town with each other just strolling around with no care in the world, it felt like we were the only two people in the world. On many nights we would sneak down beside the river and smoke a blunt under the moonlit summer sky. These are not only some of the best memories of our relationship, they’re some of the best memories I’ve had in my life.

Two Sisters, Two Blowjobs, One Night [MF] [Oral]

*This is my first attempt at sharing my stories. Feedback is appreciated.*

Part One: Danielle

I was 21 when this happened. I was in a rough place. My girlfriend of over a year had just dumped me, but we were still hooking up, fooling around and straight up fucking. It was emotionally draining. She was literally trying to hook me up with friends so she could “keep on eye on me.” I lived in apartment that my parents had built on the side of our house and was working a shit job.

Now my house was the sort of social nexus for me, my brother and sister. All of our friends would come and hang out here. A few of my kid sister’s friends had crushes on me, why I’ll never know. One was Danielle. Danielle was cute, not hot. She wore kind of frumpy clothes and was always in warm up pants or sweatshirts. I kind of knew she had a crush on me and I’d flirt when she’d be around.

[MF] The Risky Blowjob

It’s a decade old memory, but things like this get so burned into mind that every detail is fresh as if it were hours ago.

The weekends were simple for Dana and I, we’d make a beeline for my apartment and fuck like rabbits on cocaine. Friday night through Sunday afternoon, week after week, was a marathon of touching, licking, sucking, and fucking. Interludes didn’t offer much more than time to catch our breaths and replenish our fluids, you could say our relationship was a little superficial and sex based.

So, when odd circumstances brought me over to her family’s house in the middle of the afternoon, both of us were a little lost. A strict ‘no boys in your room’ rule left us chilling on the couch of an open concept living room, on display as her mother and brother routinely bounded through. We’re halfheartedly flipping through on of her family’s picture books, and I’m doing my best to pay attention to it and be proper all while 98% of my thoughts are revolving around tearing her clothes off and doing the filthy things we usually do. It was difficult, but I was managing okay. At least until she looked over to me with a pensive expressive and a few seconds later came the offhand remark, “You know, I’d suck your dick anywhere, anytime you wanted me to.”

I, a gay [M]ale just had sex with a [F]emale

(19yo) I was hanging out at my friends house all day and we ended up getting bored and going to his GFs house, there were a couple other girls there which I didn’t care enough to note who was who, I know they were all friends and some went to the local college.

I really didn’t feel welcome and was starting to try to talk my way out of being there but he kept reassuring me and talkin me out of leaving, we ended up passing the time playing some games, throughout this all, one girl was getting almost uncomfortably close to me and kept asking me personal stuff. I’m kind of a shy guy and don’t like being rude and didnt feel really comfortable telling her to back off.

After a while I asked where the bathroom was (more to pass the time on my phone instead of an actual need to go) and guess who volunteered right away to show me where it was, ding ding ding! Correct, uncomfortably close girl.

[MF] First Black Partner: Best Sex of My Life

Long time reader, first time writer. It turned out to be a really fun exercise. Skip to the ********* if you want to skip some set up. Also, feel free to message me if you like the story– I like to share pictures and chat about these kinds of things.

We matched on Bumble — to my surprise. By this time I’d had plenty of luck on apps like that, but rarely with black women. Even more rarely from stunningly beautiful black women like Zara. I’m white, with some Irish and Italian heritage, 6’2, thin but still have a bit of the muscle from my athletic career, hairy, big lips that people seem to like, strong jaw, usually have a beard or a mustache, and medium length hair that get’s me a lot of compliments. At the time I was 26, and I was going through a bit of a non-monogamous, fun phase.

We texted a bit, then she said she’d rather talk on the phone which was charming and wholesome. I passed her tests and she passed mine and we set a date to get drinks.