Ever since I could watch porn and play with myself I’ve been into watching parents fuck their teen daughters, it’s just fascinated me, maybe it’s cause I never had parents idk. Anyways, I’m into helping parents get their daughters into these type of things, just wanna get a few things straight I’m gay so I’m not into guys, so no I will not be joining in, no I’m not into guys, so if your not a parent don’t bother me, Parent mean someone with a teen daughter currently living with them rn. So if you’re not into this please don’t spam my post it’s just rude , I’ve read the posts here and there are weirder ones than mine , so get over it. Other than that I look forward to hearing from Yall . Kisses 😘
18 [f] I only took a creampie
I was at a house party last night. I played with a few [FFMM 23-28] and took a few shots before finding a 25[M] guy I wanted to fuck. I followed him to a room on the second level. I rode him till he entered me because he wanted to lay down. It happened in a flash. Being slightly underwhelmed and still incredibly eager, I left the group with a small portion of the load remained inside of me that was slowly leaking out.
Two men looked at me [MM 25–28] as I made my way back downstairs, and one of them grinned knowingly. At the party, I had a few more drinks with a few other people, which made me hornier and more drunk. The two males who had watched me descend the stairs came over and began to flirt. I positioned myself between them, which made my pussy almost scream with need. They were charmed by my petite form and became rather sensitive. The guy who was smiling at me told me in my ear that he really liked how naughty I was and how swiftly I stretched my legs.
[F] FOR THE LAST TIME
When I paid for my train ticket to London with the same twenty-pound note my parents had given me for food, I felt guilty. They were aware of my difficulties with my first boyfriend and first lover. It was obvious to everyone. My university flatmates were tired of the sleepless nights caused by our heated arguments and the scandalously loud make-up sex that ensued whenever he came to see me.
I was addicted to this passionate emotional rollercoaster. All the time, up and down, up and down. The highs were thrilling, but the lows were terrifying. It was draining. I discovered that no amount of orgasm could compensate for the constant drama.
I felt compelled to end my relationship with him. It happened during a serious phone call. It made sense to do it this way because we lived in different cities and were both students with little to no money. When I told him I couldn’t take it any longer, he remained silent. He simply admitted that our relationship was not sustainable or healthy and that it had to end.
Secret of the CEO [F] [Sub]
My name is Madison and I am 43 years old. I am also the youngest CEO in my company’s history. My reputation is that of a fierce competitor in my business dealings. Our competition tries to steer clear of clashing with me when competing for new work.
At home, my husband calls me Maddy. We have been married for 2 years and have a secret lifestyle that is totally opposite of my work reputation. I am his sub. I do whatever he wants, when he wants it. This past week, he has been torturing me by not letting me have an orgasm. I was bad and came before he told me I could the last time and now I’m paying the price. Every day for the last week, I have been ordered to strip naked and suck his hard cock until he cums in my mouth. He knows how much that turns me on and he will allow me to get to the edge of an orgasm and then orders me to get dressed again. I’m in a constant state of horny because of my actions.
Today is the biggest day of the year for my company. I’m tasked with delivering a speech to the Board of Directors, outlining next year’s goals. My husband comes into the bedroom while I’m getting dressed and orders me to wear my shear see through bra and panties under my skirt. He then handed me a remote controlled vibrator and orders it placed in my panties. I know better to hesitate even though I am scared of what may happen later. Once it is in place, he inspects my wardrobe, smiled and told me to have a great day. He will be watching the meeting through his laptop.
At the office, I’m in full boss mode, making sure that everything is perfect for the meeting. I honestly forgot about the vibrator and my attire. As the meeting started, I feel a light vibration against my smooth, shaved, pussy. I began my speech, able to ignore the tingling until hubby increased the vibration. I shift my weight, trying to lesson the feeling. I feel my large nipples begin to swell and strain against my thin bra and blouse. My pussy is soaked by this point. I feel my pussy juice running through my panties and down my thigh. I’m hanging onto the podium, continuing to read off of my tablet. A DM pops up on my tablet, hubby tells me I’m doing very well and that I am going to cum now in front of the board. He maxes out the vibration and I lose my place in the speech. My assistant comes to me to see what is wrong about the time the orgasm hits. The old men on the board look at me in shock as I close my eyes while wave after wave of my orgasm hits. When its over, hubby turns the vibrator off. I adjust my clothes and look at everyone staring at me. I tell them that the reason I am so successful in business is because I am so passionate about my work. I get off on beating the competition. After today, I think they all will back me 100 percent.
Campervan playtime Pt3 [MF] [MDom/FSub] [Anal] [Rough Sex] [strangulation] [M30s/F30s]
(We are a secret couple who have reconnected after far too long… This is our 3rd in person meeting our 2nd play and sex session.
Set in his campervan, we have just returned from lunch in a restaurant where we both enjoyed looking like a real couple, I’m dressed how Iike to but have never felt I could)
I step into the van we have an hour left together. I’m so madly in love with him, I want him so much I can’t keep my hands off him. As always he’s very calm and measured. I can’t help but kiss him as he steps in. Running his hands over me to feel the lingerie he knows I’ve been wearing while we ate. My black lace skirt and top showing glimpses of my bright blue straps, fishnets leading down to his favourite boots. He sits us down and we just kiss I try to undress him but he hold me just running his hand over me. I enjoy the sensation of his tongue inside my lips. Trying to patiently wait. Finally I feel his finger brush against my skin and he lifts my top slowly running is hands inside to feel the many straps beneath.
He lifts it over my head and looks down, I look up at him. I feel like he’s already inside me. I place my hands on the skirt and wiggle it down, revealing more straps and the stockings. I step out of the skirt. He releases me. I look up at him as he walks away from me. “Turn around. I want to look at you”. I turn and place my hands on the bed. “Lean over ” I rest my head on the bed. I feel him approach and touch my back very gently forcing me into the position he desires. I try to move he takes my arm and moves it back. He walks away. I hear him behind me. He’s looking at me, I twist my head so I can see him under my arm. Inspecting my bum inside the garter belt, the bright blue making my skin look even paler. “Oh yes, I like this” he moves, looks from a different angle, “yes I like this very much”. A huge burning desire to suck his shaft washes over me. My tiny knickers are soaked with my juices already. I hear the familar sound of his belt undoing. I bite my lip, what will he do. Fuck my arse standing up? No sound of his flies. Hmm, what is he going to do? I feel the belt lightly brush the inside of my thighs. I gasp. He whips my bum lightly, then brushes it with his belt then repeats.
I look back at him. “This is going to escalate very quickly I think I’ll stop”
I looking at him longingly knowing he’s right a belt mark on my ass is not going to keep us secret. I hear his flies open and he walks over to me and kisses my neck and pulls me up to him. I crave him so much. He turns me, he’s now undressed. I kiss him reaching for him needing to have him. He releases me sits me down. Walks away and goes to the shower. I sit I can bearly control the urge to go to him to watch him. I try to be calm, I feel like it’s taking forever. When he returns I have forced myself to read the back of a festival t-shirt he was wearing.
He smiles in a mean knowing way. He’d purposely making me wait. I stand and kiss him he runs his hands over my body. I press myself into him he sits in the corner of the sofa and sit me on his lap we kiss feverishly. He slides his fingers inside me and quickly makes me cum. Desperate to enjoy our final time together. His hands trace up my body. He brings his wet fingers to my lips and forces them down my throat hard. I feel them reach my throat, I don’t gag but lick and clean my cum from them. He wraps his fingers around me with his free hand and squeezes my throat tightly. I start to gasp him kissing me, I open my eyes as I start to struggle to breath. My body starts to wriggle controlably I reach for his arm, I’m starting to feel dizzy. He let’s go and I drop to my knees. Looking up at him I know I’m allowed to finally have what I desire.
I look down at his hard cock. I want him inside me. I start licking slowly, softly. Open my mouth and take him inside me. I love how he feels inside me. I am enjoying him so much when he pulls me off and wraps both hands around my throat again. This time he’s almost lifting me as he strangles me, his hands under my chin. I feel the dizziness much sooner, my thighs are now wet with my cum. The light in the room flickers. He releases. Pulls me into his arms. Gasping I press myself into him, I love how strong he feels. He sits me on his lap and kisses me again our tongues searching for one another’s. Again his hands reach for my throat squeezing he holds me close to his face. I gasps and almost struggle as he compresses my throat. The whole time he looks into my eyes, I feel him deep inside me. My body starts to tremble. He releases and pushes me back on to the floor.
Again I work to enjoy his cock, giving him the long even strokes he needs. Looking up at him, I know I’m pleasing him. I can feel him building. I want to be pleasing to him. His hands hold the back of my head. I give into him assuming he’s about to change the rhythm. Then he squeezes again. I stop sucking and look up at him as he strangles me. My eyes start to close. ” Open your eyes look at me” I force my eyes open and look into his. I love them so much his bright blue windows to his soul that owns me. I’m totally his. He relaxes.
I’m still kneeling up so I stroke his cock between my 2 hands looking up at him. He tightens and I try to continue the even strokes that will pump his cum all over me. He relaxes. I start to think ” Please cum, please cum all over me ” letting go he sits back. I press my breasts and nipples around his hard throbbing cock as I stroke. Looking up I see what might be an attempt to not cum for me. “Please cum for me, please” I beg pleading him with my eyes, he can no longer resist I feel him strain his cum pumps on to breasts, running down my fingers, more continues as I rub it into my myself and lick it from my finger. I suck his head as the last drops pump out of him.
Working quickly to taste as much as I can as I clean him. It’s dripping from my hands onto my face. He’s made me so filthy. My bra is coated in a thick layer wet against my skin. I hear his breathing change as he becomes more under control. I look up. “Your mine, my filthy girl” he whispers softly. ” I’m wholly yours, your filthy girl” whipser back. He holds me and I know that I’m safe, not just now but always. I’m always in his arms. He’s always there for me. “I think you should shower” suddenly panicked I might be late. No, he’s quite clearly planned everything to perfection this time. Plenty of time to be calm, to contact home, to return looking as if nothing has happened.
I shower quickly in the tiny cubicle, dress he can’t help but kiss my nipples before I hid them away and pack. I look like I do at home the small version of myself. Then it hits me. I have to leave, I turn to him he immediately knows. “It’s ok, your mine your not leaving. You’re always mine” We sit and kiss softly, “I don’t want to go, I love you I don’t want this to end” he strokes my hair from my face, the tears run down my cheeks and he kisses me and pulls me into his chest. I give myself everything I am. I start to feel differently. OK, I’m strong enough I’m his. I stand and he walks me to my car. Kisses me gently. I struggle not to cry again. He checks I have everything, that I know where I’m going. I’m his most precious possession and I can feel is adoration.
” We’ll text later” I know he’s right I’ll probably text before he’s even home. I’m his. I take a deep breath and get in the car.
The month with a witch [MF]
Long ago…
I dated a girl name Clara who among other things was hardcore into Wicca and was…unique…
You can read a little here…
[First Time](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z216n3/a_night_with_a_witch_mf/)
[Week Later](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z7sojw/my_week_with_a_witch_mf/)
We were a month in our “relationship”, give or take. Clara was intoxicating. We were fucking more than once a day, sometimes it got a bit tricky because she could not be quiet ever. The downside was that my grades were slipping bad. She worked evenings so days were the best to hang out, so sometimes (most of the time) the choice became sex all day with her tight body and her delicious moans or go to school.
You can kind of guess which I picked.
After her telling me she loved me in french things got more passionate. I learned she took years of French in high school so she started saying things while we fucked or just alone on the couch. I understood almost none of it. She said it was her way of communicating and that over time my heart would know what she said.
Making a Random Marines day [FFM], [FM]
I was just reading in my room when my friend Tonya texted me saying she needed my help.
I was initially concerned until she clarified that she was with a Marine that really wanted a threessome.
So I headed over to the Barracks she said he lived at. They were still out taking an Uber back so I waited then met them when they got dropped off.
We started with a double blowjob then he fucked her as I kissed and toyed with his body.
Tonya and I just kissed while he then fucked me and we finished him together with another blowjob.
I was glad I could help out. If anything it just left me wanting more so I cleaned up and went out myself.
I went out to Tarheels, a local country music bar and had a good time before hooking up with another Marine that night.
It’s good to have friends that keep your days interesting.
While she believed I was sleeping, my boyfriend repeatedly gave my auntie orgasms in the adjacent room! [F]
Due to her troubles with her new marriage not satisfying her, my aunt stayed for a few nights. We have all the juicy tales—or lack thereof—because she likes to drink. She was wearing a nightgown with no sleeves and no bottoms. My boyfriend , who already had a small infatuation on her, had had a few glances of her nipples sliding out and had long views of her pussy because she did have a propensity to forget to keep her legs together the more intoxicated she became.
On the final night of her stay with us, my boyfriend and I overheard her sobbing over the wall of the guest bedroom. About 2am, it was already pretty late. Clearly, she was having sex!
My lover pulled back the cover to display his rock-hard dick, and I got quite horny because of the noises we could hear. So, after a time of sucking him, I climbed over him. I was well built and soaked, and I had only been grinding on his dick for a few minutes. To prevent my auntie from hearing me sob, I had to really chew on a pillow.
A rebound fuck desperately wants what my ex had – longish [FM]
M and I chose to stay broken up, as hard as that was on the both of us. In truth, it was a nightmare. I’d become so fond of her, and couldn’t fathom not being the person she came home to every day, but there was hardly any time left to us before she’d move away and we didn’t see any reason to rip the band aid off twice. None of this is to say that I didn’t try my damnedest to convince her to stay, even resorting to begging on more than one occasion; I can assure you she enjoyed that. We both spend ample time on our knees for each other.
But, alas, the clock was against us and this really was a case of loving someone enough to let them go. Pity me, dear reader, for my sorrow was replete with the abject misery of a man utterly bereft of direction, purpose, or joy in equal measure.
It sucked so bad. I never saw her again.
[M35] The Hunter and the Goddess of Tangle Wood [F300+]
It was mid spring in the tangle wood forest, the flowers were in full bloom and the sun shone through the trees like an arrow pierced curtain. A Hunter was riding his horse along an ancient path, listening to his surroundings. He had been hired to investigate reports from a local village of some strange lights emanating through the trees.
He had been riding for a few days and was deeper in the wood than the average person dared travel, most who did dare venture that far, often never returned but the reward for finding out what had been creating these lights was too great to ignore.