Stripping at the Bachelorette Party [MF] [Stripping] [Group] [Oral] [Facial] [Cheating]

Tommy burst into the changing room. His bare chest glistened with sweat, a painful glare from the incandescent lights outlining his muscles. He wore a golden speedo that left nothing to the imagination. A wide grin split his face, eyes even wider. He ran his hand through his spiked, out-of-style hair. Tommy looked like Guy Fieri if he went on a bodybuilder training regimen.

“Holy fucking Christ, they’re wild out there! One girl, red blouse, black skirt, looked like an Instagram model and sucked me like it was the last dick she was ever gonna get!” He sauntered in, grinning like a mad idiot. Bryce frowned, doing his best to ignore his insane co-star.

He could hear the chatter of the crowd, through the thin walls of the changing room. When Tommy had been out there it was a drone of screams and hoots. When Bryce first started this all-touching male stripper gig, he used to get headaches from the raw madness of a horny female crowd.

Whoever thought women weren’t filthy perverts was an idiot. Women were just a different kind of pervert than men. They acted like degenerates in private where men did it in public. Everyone was a pervert.

A tale [F]ro[M] my 20s…

Once upon a time when I lived in Philadelphia I started talking to a guy online. So we found out we only lived about 20 min from each other. One night my friend called me up and asked if I wanted to head to a party in Jersey with her just across the bridge. I was talking to Dustin (that dude) and said hey I’m heading to a party wanna come with us? He was on our way out there so we offered to scoop him up. Hadn’t met him in person yet. He agreed to go.

So we picked him up and holy shit was he so hot. He could’ve been a rockstar. Longer brown hair. Brown eyes. A scruffy 5 o clock shadow which makes me wet. I have no idea why. I love it. Men don’t come around me clean shaven I like a little scruff..but I digress.

So we get to this party in a quieter area of Jersey and I don’t know anyone there but my friend introduces me and everyone is super chill. We start drinking and doing jello shots. (my fave) I was pretty tipsy and remembered I forgot something in the car so I walked out to the driveway when Dustin must’ve saw me and followed.

[M]y Wi[F]e Lucy and the Babysitter.

I arrived home late from work, Lucy had told me that the babysitter would still be there as she wasn’t home either. I walked into the living room and there she was lying on the sofa watching TV, “Oh Mr.Scealta I didn’t hear you come in” she sat up quickly surprised to see me. “Mrs.Scealta texted and told me you would both be late, the kids are feed, washed and in bed” she informed me, “Thanks Ciara, how much do I owe you? you can head of home now” I told her. “Mrs.Scealta said I could wait around here, she is bringing pizza for us” she announced.
“Sounds good to me” I cheered as I sat on the sofa beside her, we had some small chit chat as we flicked through the tv channels.

[FM] My (24F) fling with the birthday boy (18M)

Hi, hi! Been a long time lurker, but I thought start sharing too after reading a certain story here on gonewildstories. This happened some years ago (being 36 now), but I fondly remember it since it was the first time I discovered the thrill of sleeping with younger men, especially virgins. So this is a First Time story in that sense. Without further ado…

Going back to 2007, I had come back home from university to spend Christmas with my family. By January, I was getting ready to head back to go and scope out a new place to stay with my friends. Two days before I was due to leave, my youngest brother went off to a house party for one of his friends who was turning 18 at the time and mum charged me with picking him up since I could drive.

Bon Appétit [MF]

I watched her from across the table, watching me, with only the two roses between us interrupting the otherwise perfect view. The roses are an unexpected addition to the table arrangement tonight. Her pawn so to speak. Her initial move.

***Something unexpected, and yet because of it, clearly defines intent…***

I watched her, watching me. The glint in her eye as I savored the next sinful bite from the meal she prepared for me, specifically for me, yet very much for us. The sultry smile hinting at her wet lips, as she not only savored another sip of the Pinot Noir, but also enjoys watching me try to puzzle out all of the hints interlaced within the meal. To try to figure out her intentions and innuendos just by taste and smell and texture.

To back up some. We lead hectic lives, with no sign of slowing down anytime soon. The chaos of it all, in turn, without fully realizing it, has put our more intimate facets of life a bit out of sync. In essence, we were in a bad rut, of the worst form. Where we always use to be able to flow into each other flesh and needs nearly effortlessly, now it seemed almost impossible to do so.

Owned by a Young Stud – Blackmail – Part 4 [Mf] [Mdom] [Fsub] [blackmail] [group]

**Owned by a Young Stud – Blackmail – Part 4**

Jenny stood up, having just finished getting throatfucked by Bo. She raised her hand to her lip, wiping away a bit of saliva, and moved to smooth down her outfit. She was dressed as a slutty french maid, with stilettos and thigh high sheer leggings.

Mike, Bo, and the other two roommates were staring at her, and Jenny bowed her head respectfully toward them.

“Is there anything else I can get you Sirs?”

There was a pause, then Bo spoke, “I could use another beer. I need to rehydrate before you drain my balls again.”

“Yes, Sir” Jenny said, walking off somewhat awkwardly in her 4 inch stilettos.

She came back from the kitchen with a cold beer, opened it, and presented it to Bo, who took it from her.

“I’ve got a question for you,” one of the roommates said. “Are you on the pill?” He turned to Mike. “Or does that not matter?”

Mike laughed. “I’d prefer her to not get pregnant. Right now she’s mine since I have some blackmail on her – if her husband finds out, she won’t be serving us anymore.”

At the adult theatre [MF]

There’s an adult theatre near us. It has two sections: video booths and an open theatre that shows porn. And they encourage couples. The theater has rows of seats and plays porn. There are always guys in there, mostly older men, and they openly jack off and play with each other.

It’s different with a couple, they stop what they are doing and watch us. I am fortunate in that she loves sucking cock, and she loves it when men watch her suck cock. So we give them a show. She sits in a seat and I stand in front of her. She releases my cock from my pants. She lovs to take her time with my cock, teasing it with her tongue and wrapping her lips around my head. Guys come closer to get a good look, stroking themselves, wishing they were me.

After a while, we make our way to the booths. Once locked in, we strip down and then it’s her turn. She likes to bend over, presenting her curvy ass to me. I like to reach between her legs and stroke her pussy. I like to slide two fingers in her pussy and rub her clit with my other hand. I kneel down and enjoy the taste of her. When she’s ready I tease her with the head of my cock before plunging into her.

Soon, but not soon enough (F)

Ohai, Love.

We have had quite the week, haven’t we?

Yesterday was nice, though. You looked amazing, as you always do when you wear a suit and tie. It took all of my self control to not stop and talk to you the very first time I laid eyes on you. I felt your gaze on me and we were like two magnets being held apart. Even now, I am still puzzling over what I would help you out of first: that vest or that tie. I would probably slowly undo each button on your vest, stop and fold it gently putting it aside and then… Then, I would undo the tie, hook my finger under it like I did a couple of times that night, except actually untie it just as methodically as you tied it that morning.

I was lost in ecstacy when you rubbed your hand over my fishnet clad thigh. It was the sensation of your fingers over the material rubbing against my thigh that drove me wild. I know you noticed when I spread my legs for you, silently begging and daring you to just rub my inner thigh and up a smidge. You have only dared to rub so close to my aching sex once. I was wearing shorts and you were feeling daring….

Owned by a Young Stud – Blackmail – Part 3 [mf] [Mdom] [fsub] [blackmail] [group]

**Owned by a Young Stud – Blackmail – Part 3**

Jenny smiled at the other parents as she jogged back into gymnastics practice. She could still feel the dried cum residue on her cheek, regardless of her efforts to rub it lose in the car. She turned to see practice finishing up, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

She sped back across town after sucking off Mike, running a couple lights in the process, and just made it in time. Jenny saw Elizabeth look her way, and she waved at her daughter, feeling a spike of shame for how she’s acted over the last hour.

Jenny’s phone buzzed, and she saw the video that Mike had taken of her earlier. And, below it, his message.

“I’m looking forward to sharing you with my friends.”

Jenny had no response for him.

***

Back home, Jenny tried to get back into a normal rhythm with her day. Dinner was made, and she spent some quality time with her husband and her daughter. But she kept her phone close, just in case.

My Sister Lizzy [MF] [MM] [FF] [Oral] [Anal] [BDSM]

PART 8

Looking down I could see Lizzy’s pussy wide open and a ton of cum poured out as it began to shrink.
“Holy Christ, that was so good, I don’t think I could do this on a regular basis but “Holy fuck” that was intense.”

As Lizzy rested, Tom managed to stand and stretch, his cock still hard as nails stood proud.
Dave and I were in awe of having watched Tom loose his virginity to the girl we loved.
What was even more amazing was that moments later Lizzy was ready again.
How did we know?
Lizzy spread her legs and asked if Dave and I would fuck her front and back.
That is a request that she didn’t have to ask twice.
Dave laid down on his back, while Lizzy mounted him. As she bent over I lubed up her ass and began the process of working my way past her little ring.
As Dave and I began to create a rhythm, Tom was closely watching the action, his face just inches from the point of our coupling.