[MF] My Best Friend’s Sister And I Cross A Line, All Thanks To Her Incredible Ass (PART FOUR)

[PART ONE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/buz2g7/mf_my_best_friends_sister_and_i_cross_a_line_all/)

[PART TWO](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bw23cl/mf_my_best_friends_sister_and_i_cross_a_line_all/)

[PART THREE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bz1zim/mf_my_best_friends_sister_and_i_cross_a_line_all/)

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Hello. It’s been a minute, huh? Two months, according to Reddit. I’m sure most of you have forgotten my story, but I have received messages from a few people asking for an update. I started to feel bad that I wasn’t updating. I like to please, you know? I want everyone to love me, so here I am, giving you an update on where things stand with Emily.

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If I were to cover every single that has happened in the last two months, well, this post would be entirely too long. So I’ll try to do a quick recap and then get to the juicy shit. After the sundress fucking two months ago, Emily and I continued to fuck at least once or twice a week. It probably would have been more if we weren’t both busy with work. This went on for a little over a month. It was a month of pure bliss.

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[MF] As a Young Man, I Routinely ‘Abused’ the Female CEO of the Company I Worked For (Warning: Don’t Proceed Without a Misogyny Kink)

When I was a young man, I used to routinely abuse the CEO at the company I worked for. She was in her early forties. The entire company feared her presence and never spoke about her with their voices above a whisper. She took a weird liking to me early on, just after I’d started working for the company. Not even sure what her initial interest in me was.

During work hours, sometimes she’d call me into her office. Most times, she had an excuse, but sometimes she didn’t even present that facade. Once I’d stepped into her office and closed the door, she was no longer my boss’s boss’s *boss*. As long as I was quiet, I could use her as my stress-reliever. More times than I can count, I spent a slow afternoon at the office alternating between fucking her face and fucking her ass. I needed to gag her a lot, but amazingly, she developed a talent for keeping her mouth shut while I fucked her asshole. I thought we had been pretty obvious, but no one seemed to figure out what was going on. Even when she went to a meeting with my fresh cum corked inside her ass with a butt-plug. Read more »

The Categorical Imperative of a Short Plaid Skirt [mf, oral]

I met Victoria on the other side of a 4 month descent into despair.

You’ve probably figured it out by now, but I’m not like most guys. I can be rough and manipulative, but my strongest sexual attraction comes from my heart. I fall in love quickly and deeply. Google “limerence.” That’s me–I get incredibly high from feeling like I’m in love. It’s an all-encompassing desire to posses, to become one with another. Idealization makes the marginally attractive worthy of obsession. And that’s when I want to fuck.

At the time of this story, I was 18 and did not have this kind of detached self-assessment. I only saw potential partner after partner fall away as I was mystified by rejection from the college girls who were not looking for anything approaching my intensity. And who can blame them? From far away, that kind of attention must look curious. Up close, like sunlight focused through a magnifying glass, it burns.

By the time second semester rolled around, I had reached an uneasy peace with myself. I gained something near closure with the former object of my affection after months of silence and started to pull myself out of the deep depression that the sudden end of that relationship launched. Read more »

I [FM] got dick in the back of a freight trailer right after lunch.

So this happened last weekend.

I [29F] work at a warehouse, and one of the jobs I have is to unload boxes from a freight trailer onto a conveyor belt that moves it deeper into warehouse where it is sorted. We usually get grouped in pairs in these long and dark trailers.

It was a typical hot and dry Sacramento summer day. I get paired with this guy I’ve known for three months, we chat here and there and I think he’s actually pretty cute, well everyone does. He’s like 23, 5’9″, muscular, beard, tan with curly hair. So we joke around a lot, he can be flirty at times, and I just laugh him off. On this day as we were working, I noticed a hard on saying hi from his basketball shorts. I say “DUDE, HAHA” and laughed at him. He laughed too and said was hoping I wouldn’t see. I think being on the ladder with my yoga pants on, and pretending to dust off my ass now and then did it for him ;D Read more »

The time I was boyfriend-in-residence for a bunch of young nurses [MF] x 24

This was one of those weird situations you’re gonna think I made up. But I’m going back 35 years here.

I had this job that sent me to this remote town for two or three nights once a month. The town had about 4,000 people but it was a hub for a huge empty area. It had a modern hospital and other amenities you wouldn’t think such a small place would have.

The bars and the people were pretty drab. But one night, there was a lively bunch of young women. I don’t mind admitting I’m kind of a weird guy. I often ran experiments on myself. I had, previously to going on this job, some close calls with dangerously psycho girls, sex diseases, and surprise boyfriends who chat about murder. I wondered if I could be like this 13th Century saint dude I was reading and go straight from waking up in a different bed every morning to no physical contact at all.

Of course, floating around in this empty landscape tipped the scales in favour of success. Unless I was going to fuck Mother Nature by digging a hole in the ground, there wasn’t a lot of temptation. So when I spied these eight women, I thought “Challenge accepted.” Read more »

[MMF] showing a perspective freshman what college is all about

[Note: everyone in this story was over 18 at the time]

Most of my sexual experiences heading into college were pretty vanilla. It wasn’t until my freshmen year that I started to really explore and understand some of my own kinks. Specifically, one day towards the end of the first semester.

I went to a pretty large college with a big emphasis on football games. I myself didn’t really care to go to a lot of them; crowds weren’t really my thing. Besides, when games were on campus, the dorms were much more private. It was also much easier to get away with drinking as most of the RA’s and staff were at the games, and the police were plenty busy.

Towards the end of the semester, my friends Dave, Kevin and I decided to stay in and drink instead of heading to the game. It turned out to be one of the best decisions we made that year. Read more »

[M]y [F]ingers in the Shadow of a Giant Jesus Statue

I took a solo backpacking trip through Portugal a few years ago. I woke up on my first morning at the hostel in Lisbon, grabbed some breakfast, and looked for a place at the long table in the center of the room. Sitting alone near the end was a curvy, blond-haired woman wearing a floral summer dress. She wasn’t a babe, but she certainly looked cute. Also she had pretty large breasts, which her low-cut top made quite obvious. I’m usually game for trying an opportunity, so I walked over and, with a friendly smile, I asked if I could sit across from her at the table. She said “Sure”, so I sat down. She had a cute smile, too.

I started up the conversation with something trivial, and we soon discovered that we had a couple of life facts in common. She wasn’t completely my type, and I wasn’t hers, but we had a certain fun chemistry together. I was a little tired that day, and I’m pretty sure that she caught me getting a look at her wonderful cleavage. I’m usually not that obvious (I think?), but at any rate, she didn’t react to it, and the conversation continued. I chalked it up to my tiredness or horniness plus not really caring too much. The conversation progressed. She mentioned that she was divorced, and had a child who was spending some vacation days with his father overseas. This was her travel time – time to herself to relax and enjoy. Read more »

She wanted his Father instead PART 5 (mf) (ff) (oral) (PIV) (anal) (threesome) (domination) (coercion)

I felt two strong hands rest on my shoulders and a hard cock pressing against the small of my back. Sharon’s eyes danced from mine to his, I could see her thinking about it. I released her wrist, giving her the choice and when her fingers stayed inside of me I reached up and undid her bun, her long blonde hair cascaded down to her shoulders. In truth I’d never been with a woman but I liked to try anything. I threaded my fingers into her hair and pulled her gently to me, when our faces were close enough I licked along her bottom lip. She opened her mouth to me, our tongues met and wrestled together.

“On your knees Sharon, ” I whispered to her, my hands in her hair I put a little pressure behind them pushing her down to her knees. “Taste us both.”

She was trying to hide her arousal but she couldn’t, not when she lowered herself willing, her face at my pussy. Stevens hands dropped to my hips and then down to my thighs, he lifted 1 and then the other. Opening me up for his ex wife, his cock was once again rubbing between ass cheeks. Read more »

Brittany’s New Puppy II: Sister Act [ff] [bst] [inc]

Technically the whole family adopted Cooper, but from an early age it became apparent that he was Brittany’s dog. He answered only to her call, slept at the foot of her bed, and spent every waking moment he could right by her side. Naturally Brittany’s sister Sarah was a little jealous, but in time she simply smiled at the dog’s antics. It certainly wasn’t like Cooper meant to offend her, and the time the dog left her alone gave her more time to attend to her studies.

At 21, Sarah was bookish in both character and appearance, her quiet demeanor appropriately matched by her short cut blonde hair and plain, conservative glasses. Her usually flat face would occasionally morph into a subtle smile at an amusing anecdote, but she rarely laughed aloud or made humor of her own.

Even Sarah’s body seemed to reflect her aura. She was deathly pale and thin, almost painfully so, and those who had never seen her daily workout might deem her fragile. The rigid routine of this workout kept her body toned and her butt tight from many brisk jogs, but try as she might couldn’t enhance her small breasts through any exercise. Sarah rarely stood out in a crowd, but she was content this way. Few bothered to bother her. Read more »

[FM] Learning what happens when you tease a man

Last night I cuffed my FWB to the bed, sat on his stomach and made him watch me masturbate. I’d never done this to him before so I was seeing what would happen.

It started off innocently enough as I would play with my breasts, pinching and rolling my nipples. He was dirty talking me through it, telling me what he would do instead. I stayed silent, focused on me instead.

His talking died down once my hand went down towards my clit. His breathing got more shallow, something i never noticed before. I was worried he was going to pass out on me.

I made circular rotations around my clit, I could feel my cheeks heating up and I could feel the skin on his stomach getting wetter as my own wetness slid out of me.

I reached down, wiping the wetness with my finger, dragging it around a little just to make sure he was well aware of it. Goosebumps quickly popped up around the area. I put the finger in my mouth sucking on it while staring into his eyes. Read more »