[m/f] [wetting] An Overzealous Tutor, Part 1

With money short and the school year nearing it’s end, now was the time to find a new client. As much as I was looking forward to finishing my junior year, it meant my tutoring jobs would dry up. Sitting on the top of the jungle gym I stretched back, pushing my chest out. My spaghetti strap top slipped up to show my belly button. When I stopped stretching my shirt stayed up. Perfect. I took a moment to look around from the higher vantage point.

There were more than a handful of kids running around, their parents watching from the side. Most were conversing with each other, barely paying attention to anything. I caught a few pairs of dad eyes on me. Or rather my breasts. Time to fix that.

I pulled one knee to my chest, pretending to stretch. My white shorts pulled well up my thighs. Glancing back at the crowd there was one tall fellow particularly focused, his gaze so intense he might as well be penetrating me on the spot. I stopped stretching and straddled the top bar, closing my eyes and bite my top lip. It was too much pressure to be pleasurable, but tall blue shirt dad guy didn’t have to know that.

Swapped MILF’s with my brother – 4 combinations of [MF]

This took place about 15 years ago, but it was a hell of a night.

My brother was back home on leave from the army. After hanging with the family, I offered to take my brother out for some drinks. We hit a bar closer to my place (we had been at our parents) with plans to crash there after having a few. Turns out it was karaoke night at the bar, and a group of 40+ MILFs were having a night out on the town. They took over the stage. My brother and I bought them a round and integrated into their group, and the women were happy to have us. Two in particular paid us a lot of attention, and we were happy to return it.

One was a stereotypical bleach blonde recently divorced woman on the prowl. She was very interested in my soldier brother. The other was shorter and had curves, brunette, busty and confident, and had her eye on me.

[MF] My roommates mom and I. Part 2!

Part 2: A night to remember.

Here’s a little description of us. I could have put it in part 1 sorry everyone.
Me- 26, black male, 5’7 I work out a few times a week so I’m decent build I guess.
Airin- 25 white female, 5’8 brunette hair C cup bust, long and lean legs. Lisa called her String Bean.
Lisa-53 white female, 5’7 curvy from yoga and healthy diet. Nice breasts and ass. But a killer smile.

I didn’t know which text I should have responded to. My friends mom who I just kissed and groped? Or my friend who knows that I did. My decision was made after I got an incoming video chat from Airin.

“Did she do it? And don’t lie she already told me she did!” I was still in awe of what happened. “Well say something.” All I could say was “My bad?” At this point she started telling me how her mom was getting back in the dating scene but didn’t know if she could still get any action at her age. To sum up our face time call she wanted to know if I’d take her mom to a bar or 2.

Her Plaything: Chapter Two [Femdom] [Edging]

The next three days felt like the longest of his life.

Each night, he would start talking to Juliet on the phone at 7 PM. By the time 8 PM rolled around, he would be naked on his bed, edging his cock. His voice was weak and hers was strong. It seemed like she was taking great joy in keeping him at the edge of sexual relief for hours each night. As their nightly conversation ended, she would tell him to stop. He would do so, albeit reluctantly, and she would order him to not orgasm.

“Not yet,” She whispered through the speaker in his ear. “Soon, though. Go clean yourself up and I’ll talk to you tomorrow night.” With that, she would hang up.

The water of his building just wasn’t cold enough to suppress his desire for release. Every time he reached for his aching member to finish himself off, he hesitated. He didn’t have her permission to do that yet. So, he would soak himself in the cold water and go to bed naked, still hard as a rock. It began to affect him during the day. He found himself daydreaming about her voice and when he might meet her again. On the fourth day since she began to edge him, his balls most certainly blue and his member almost always hard, he received a text from her number. It was an address and an apartment number, followed by a single sentence.

Never Have I Ever [MF][First Time]

This is a really cute and sexy story I found on Literotica. Enjoy!

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**Never Have I Ever**

by SmallTownPrincess©

Cassie gasped, jumping in her seat as the clap of thunder and splitting bolt of lightning across the screen lit the theater like daylight for an instant. In her momentary panic, she grabbed at the armrest, the fingers of her left hand finding instead the warm forearm of her fellow movie-goer and best friend, Andrew.

Their met eyes for a moment, hers still wide with residual surprise and his glittering with amusement. With a blush for her silly panic and for the unexpected touch, she took her hand away, crossing her arms across her stomach and turning her face back to the screen.

Recently, for reasons she couldn’t entirely understand, Cassie had begun to feel awkward around Andrew; too often she found herself blushing for small things, or giggling nervously, or losing the courage to do things like brush a hand through his hair or jump on his back for a piggy-back ride – things that a few months earlier she would have done without thinking.

[FF] [inc]Mom’s biggest fan Ch.1

The car pulled into the driveway of the large white mansion. Forty-two-year-old Olivia Aldaine stepped out of the car and the heat of the day hit her immediately. She realized she was way too dressed for the Californian weather.  Her black pants and light blue long-sleeved shirt were fine on the airplane but outrageous now in the summer heat. She had her dark brown hair in a bun and she could already feel sweat appearing at the back of her neck. “Thank you, Jonathan.” She said to the driver as he carried her luggage to the front door.

“Always a pleasure, Mrs. Aldaine.” He said smoothly with a slight nod in her direction. “Will you be going out with Justine tonight?” He asked. 

“Hm we’ll see, she hasn’t replied to my text message yet.” Olivia wasn’t even sure if her daughter was home today, she was home a day ahead of schedule and Justine sometimes stayed at her friend’s houses or Carl’s house. It would be nice to go out for dinner together if she was though. Olivia had only taken the occasional acting role when she was raising Justine but now that the girl was in university she started accepting more roles again. It would be great to catch up. She unlocked the door and Jonathan helped her take the luggage inside.

“You’re not a jock, are you . . ” [MF]

My roommate sometimes came home with company. It made me feel like an antisocial weirdo if the girl saw me in the dark working by a lamp in the living room. I had courses like Latin, Chinese history, and American politics. Reed was on the football team and spent most of his year either at practice or at parties. They would startle and ask him “What’s wrong with him?” Reed would try to assure them I wasn’t anything to worry about and rush her to his bedroom.

The worst thing was when they’d want to know what I was working on. I’d say something evasive. There were some girls who’d turn items around on my table or start picking up books from my piles and fall into a chair. I didn’t want to distract Reed’s girls from his bed. He’d flop on the couch though and turn on the TV. Then he’d say “Why are the lights out, its too hard to see in here,” and he’d flip them all on. The TV would pull them away.

Playing while we waited for dinner [FM]

This story happened on a weeknight just the other day while waiting for dinner in the oven. It was so hot and so spontaneous and unlike are usual recent “scheduled” sex life.

me: white, thin/athletic/petite, early 30’s, fair skin, long brown hair. Lots of yoga in my downtime.

Hubby: just under 6’, medium/average build, short brown hair, early 30s, above average and really fun cock.

Hubby comes over to me while I’m sitting on the couch; I am probably browsing dickpics on reddit. (If you’ve seen my comment history, you know this is pretty likely)

“Dinners in the oven. We’ve got 15 minutes.”

“Really? That’s not a lot. Are you sure it’ll be done?” I’m only half listening.

“Yes, I’m sure. It’s enough time.” He’s standing over me at this point — staring.

I look up — waiting. He doesn’t say anything so I show him the huge, hard cock on my phone.

“What takes 15 minutes?” He’s eyeing me and the phone. “Want to do sexy stuff?”

“Want to go down on me?” I ask bluntly. This isn’t a new game and I knew what he wanted.

Sharing With the Old Man

I’ve always been the pervert in every relationship I’ve been in. Exploring new kinks, new ideas, always pushing limits for myself and the girls I happened to be with. Any kink you could name, I likely enjoyed it, or at the very least tried it out at some point. Unfortunately beginning relationships on such sexual grounds led to a lot of heartbreak and not a ton of monogamy (or at least when I wanted it to). It wasnt until I met Tara that I instead chose to keep these things private. Tara was way out of my league. Tall, long pale legs, an ass that looked perfect in any pair of jeans, an asset from her high school track days. I knew guys would hit her up left and right. But most importantly, Tara was incredibly shy, gullible, and inexperienced. She was like a delicate flower I had to care for and cultivate. This led me to become a saint in every day life, and a sexual deviant online. I didn’t have any way of keeping the balance. It all felt very secretive. But it kept Tara from thinking I was a total freak, which of course I knew, I very much was.

How a bad week got a turn to the better [MF] Part 2

If you missed the first part you can read it here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cjtp8n/how_a_bad_week_got_a_turn_to_the_better_mf_part_1/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cjtp8n/how_a_bad_week_got_a_turn_to_the_better_mf_part_1/)

I felt her hands on the back of my head pulling me towards her, while her thighs tensed up. And finally I decided to give her, what she craved for. So I kissed back up her thighs towards her wet spot, moved her panties to the side, took a good look at her tasty pussy, which by now was soaking wet. Only my warm breath hitting her opening made her arch her back and let out a huge moan. So I decided to slowly start licking it.

But I didn’t really start licking her pussy. No. That would have been too easy for Abby. I wanted to drag this out as far as I could. So I started by licking around her pussy in between of the thighs. I started my circles big enough, so I wouldn’t touch her pussy at all and then got smaller and each time I felt like I was too small, I started over. Abby was moaning and arching by now, while really grab my hair and push my face into her pussy. And after a few more circles from me, she told me to stop messing around and finally let her cum.