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The time I [F] rode my FWB’s cock while his wife was downstairs. [FM]

Two years ago , I had been sleeping with this gorgeous married man in his late 30s. He and his wife had been married for a few years and had a kid together. I had met I’m at a work related event but we didn’t work together. I was often invited to their place along with some of my bosses and co workers. His wife would often tell me I needed to find a man and have babies before I’m too old, with a condescending tone. When I told her I never want those things she just giggled and said I’ll change my mind. It was fucking annoying. This is not the only reason I began sleeping with her husband, I did that mostly because he was hot as fuck. But it did make our fucks all the more satisfying.

One evening I was at their place for a dinner party. I was seated at a table directly across from him (let’s call him K) and his wife. She was busy talking to the other trophy wives but K kept looking at me and tried to use his leg to tease mine under the table. I decided to beat him at his own game . I adjusted in my seat and extended my leg so as not to draw attention. When my toes reached his crotch, I began to tease his cock. He gasped. Then swallowed and looked at his wife who was still blabbering on. Read more »

The Most Delectable Love Affair. A love letter [M] to [F] She keeps this beside the bed and comes every time she reads it. Hope you do too XX

I wanted to tell you how much you mean to me and all the reasons that I love you, but that would take all day and all night for you to read. So let’s just start with my favourite things.

I love that coy girly look when we share an intimate moment in public. The way you sometimes avoid looking me in the eye because you want me so badly. And there’s a special look you have when you know you are being cared for, looked after and cherished. There’s your breathtaking beauty, elegance and of course your explosive sexuality. I am always so proud to be with you, as you are always the most attractive woman wherever we go. I love the way your soft blonde hair curls around your slender neck, especially when you have just come from the shower. I love how we fit together so perfectly when we hug. I love how you laugh and how you smile, especially when it shows that you are really happy. I love how we laugh together so much, so freely and joyfully, even when we make love. I love your body’s perfume and how it subtly changes minute by minute, always entrancing and hypnotic, heady and sensual. I love walking with you, holding hands and treasuring every moment we spend together. Holding you tightly and hearing your sighs of happiness. I love taking your breath away as I squeeze you tight and lift you off your feet, my strong arms completely encircling your perfect slim waist. And I love to hold you by your hips because it feels like we are already making love. Read more »

Virgin No More. A Tale at a Convention. (Shortened) [MF]

**Meet me 19M 5ft 7 with longish black hair (red tint) Meet her 18F 5ft 11. Long black hair with silver extensions.** *Original Draft destroyed somehow so some descriptions left out for length reasons.*

Worked for a low key arcade company who makes money shipping machines and dance games to conventions and events. I was responsible to watch the room at a particular con and to load in and out at the beginning and end of the con.

(day 1) Met girl during load in, she was stunning and looked out of place at a hotel convention., happened to stare too long at her amazingly (fetish level) hot legs and got caught by her.Brushed it off later the next morning when confronted at the hotel bar by explaining i was just curious if she was a panelist at the convention because she had been wearing a Gothic dress the previous night and that i loved that style of clothing. This is now day 2. Time for room monitoring.After eating at the bar, i invite her to game room for fun and chill. She rejects me only to show up 10minutes later explaining boredom and curiosity. Obvious lie but i say alright. I should mention we are sitting at a table selling merchandise in front of around 40 people max. We chat for hours until she starts coming on to me like a cat in heat. She and I started gently exploring each other with light kissing and rubbing until eventually i grab her thigh and she stops me and whispers: “Wait till tonight.” and kisses me full on french mode for a few seconds before leaving. (the time was 7pm at that moment) Read more »

Just a casual encountering. CFNM-ish [FM]

This is not a story about a threesome with two nymphomaniac hot twins. This is not a story about assfucking the hottest blond slut in the whole country. I swear, this is the first story with a cock smaller than 8″ on r/gonewildstories for like years (EVERYONE seems to be above average here).
This is just about of a casual act of sex between an average married couple.

It was on a really hot day a few weeks ago, I [M33] was sweating really hard so I decided to hop in the shower to get fresh and clean and shave my balls.
I dried myself and went fully nude (still hot, no need for clothes) to play a battle of my favorite game World of Warships. Suffering from extremely dry skin since I was a child I was applying some lotion while the battle was loading.

Suddenly my wife [29] stepped into my office. I did not really pay attention too much because I had already my headset on and was focused on the loading screen, while still lotioning my arms and legs. She just had a shirt and her panties on, my sexy little thing.
The stood beside me, grabbed the office chair and turned me around without any further warning. My battle had just begun in that moment so I said “Honey, no! I’m gaming”. Read more »

[MF][Fiction][OlderF]{Cougar][Milf] Cougar with daughter’s ex

This is something I used to roleplay, but due to a lack of decent partners, I thought I’d write up an ideal version of it. I posted a version a month or so ago, but deleted it.

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So it’s another night working at the hotel bar, while I try to work out my true purpose in life or something like that. It’s getting late, but surprisingly busy for a Tuesday evening. The clientele is mostly middle-aged white guys in suits from this week’s conference.

There’s a noticeable lull in the general background hubbub – I look up to an elegant woman entering the bar, turning more than a few heads as she does. She’s wearing stilettos, a few inches of heel making her well over 6 foot tall, and a figure hugging black dress, which shows off her sexy hour-glass figure and her pert breasts. She has slightly greying red, shoulder length hair and… OMG it’s Alice, my ex-girlfriend from high-school’s mum!

Our eyes meet as she walks up to the bar “Ben is that you?” she asks smiling and slides up onto a barstool. She crosses her legs, revealing a deep slit in her dress and showing an awful lot of thigh. Read more »

master skully and his little slut

*Flash to the bedroom where Mandi tied to the bed with a vibrator on her clit an I shoving ten inch dildo up her pusssy* “You like that my little fucking slut? your skullys slut that what you are my own personal slut, to fuck when ever the fuck i want to you belong to me dont you?” i say to her as you hear strudding “Y-y-yes master skully Y-ou fuck m-m-me so g-g-g-great” “good but you didnt answer my question slut” i growl back she hears the growl in my voice she know that means faster and harder punishment on that pussy of hers” shes spreads her legs open “as sticky honey in beehives and as wet as fresh dew” that pussy was flowing with cum you could tell she was due to explode what ive waited for this whole time I ask again “you belong to fucking me right slut?” *shoving that dildo faster n harder in her pussy* she screams for me “I AM YOUR SLUT MASTER SKULLY!!!!” *she squirts all over my arms and face* licking my lip i look at her an ask her if shes ready for another round this time shes in charge as she is about to answer i hear a noise thats familiar its her phone buzzing she still cant up get after squirting “that tells me i fucked her good this time* its her girlfriend Fitz calling her I untie Mandi so she can up finally and get her phone i have a remote to intense the vibrator on her clit its like a regular call with Fitz until the very end *I turn it high that she about drops to her knees* she gets off the phone with a long i havent seen in woman til i met her *she was wild written in her eyes which makes me know its my turn to get punished* she grabs my throat and slightly chokes me* i moan slightly oh god yes my little slut take me* now listen here little bitch boi if you turn up my panties again when im on the phone il leave multiple claw marks on your back* i smile softly marks are my favorite they show you belong to somebody* she looks at me an smiles so devilish “we have 20 minutes until Fitz gets home from work now its my turn to play with you Read more »

After Hours Class (part 2) [fiction] [MF] [light BDSM]

I held my part of the deal. Mrs. K. surely has been convincing. After that first round of personal tutoring, she completely ignored me and may have been more distant than she ordinary was. I worked my ass off and the last test of the year got back two weeks later. I smiled from one ear to the other : a straight A! I caught Mrs K.’s eyes but she seemed to look right through me. I smiled a little but she didn’t show the slightest interest in me. I swallowed my disappointement ; did she fooled me? Oh well… My senior year was nearly saved and I had the opportunity to frolic with a gorgeous woman. Ain’t too shabby. I was ready to leave the classroom when she called after me.

– This came for you, she said giving me an official-looking envelope bearing the college’s logo.

She left without another look. I opened the envelope and found a single piece of paper with an adress and what looked like a room number followed by “9 p.m.”. My heart started to beat a little faster. Of course. No late class today, we could get caught here. Risky is exciting, suicidal is just plain stupid. Read more »

After Hours Class (part 1) [fiction] [MF] [light BDSM]

Mrs. K. was my favorite teacher in this last year in College. She was a cute brunette in her forties with curves to die for and a smile that could brighten your whole day. That was when she was smiling to me, because I wasn’t the brightest lightbulb on the chandelier. My interest was more directed towards her body than her teachings. She was a regular fantasy material of mine.

Her class was the last of the day, pushing late into 7 p.m. to compensate for a missed day. She was as gorgeous as ever, wearing heels over black stockings, a tight skirt just short enough and a blouse turned nearly transluscent by the bright neon lights. At some point, she came next to me to answer a question and by lowering herself offered me a dizzying sight into her cleavage. Her perfume was sweetly tingling my nose and I couldn’t take my eyes off the curve of her breasts, peeking at the lace of her bra.

– Are you listening? Read more »