The Tease Part 1

She crawled on the bed backwards; beckoning him to her. She licked her lips causing him to swallow. She slowly spread her legs; showing her object of pleasure. He smiled and stared at her as she rubbed her pussy with her fingers. Her fingers wet from the excitement of stimulation. She showed him how wet she was was, spreading apart her pussy to him and showing him what’s inside, which would be him in a moment.

She stared at his cock as it protruded from his boxers. His cocked outlined in his boxers as it restricted him. His thickness throbbed and vibrated. He began to get on top of her with his cock outlined in his boxers. He rubbed his hand along the protruding boxers. Then he took the same hand and reached in boxers boxer; teasing her with the idea of showing it to her. He rubbed his cock inside his boxers. He pushed the tip of his thickness out the hole of the boxers for 1 second before putting it back in. By this time her pussy had swelled up and was fully soaked.

“Stop teasing and fuck with what’s mine”, she said.

My [F]irst Fuck After 10 Years of Faithful [M]onogamy

It was my first physical encounter with someone after 10 years of a monogamous relationship. I was entirely faithful from the day we began dating to this night I’m writing of. Of course, I’m told I could have most any man I wanted any time I wanted, but I made a commitment that my partner would be my only for as long as we were together. I had chances. I also wanted to take them, but I didn’t. That’s ten years of depriving myself of my needs.

My partner and I opened our relationship after admitting we felt we missed out on getting to have more than just a few sexual partners. We agreed to be non-monogamous, and neither of us wanted to know about the others endeavors.

I am careful to reveal my arrangement where I live because of my work situation, so I’d talked to my first side piece for a few months as friends, and as I sensed he was trustworthy and non-judgmental, I revealed my secret.

Willingness at the [m]assage parlor

The morning that my massage was scheduled, my partner wanted to practice her handjobs again.

She’s a quick and willing learner.  In 20 years of sexual activity, it was a skill she had never developed, focusing instead on her love of sucking cock.  And god, she is a talented cocksucker.

We’d gone lube-shopping some weeks before, looking for the ultimate blend of slickness and staying power.  The silicone lubes were working great, perfectly complimented by her spit and the wetness that always develops in her pussy when she’s pleasing my cock.  She’s a slut who loves to earn my cum, and I can’t believe my good fortune, because she’s *my* slut.

She spread the lube all over the head of my cock, and all up and down its shaft.  She knows, now, because I taught her, just how to work my head to make me squirm and moan and build the solid base of pleasure that she then uses to escort me so expertly to my orgasm.  I was so focused on the pleasure, but I couldn’t help thinking about her. I wanted her to do well, and I was excited for her to take her new skills and share them with other men. I thought about how turned on I would be when she reported back to me after those times that she was a good girl and she earned their cum, too!

[mf] My friend finally cheated on her boyfriend to give me one of my most thrilling adventures

I belong to a traditional family (no premarital sex, no drinking, no smoking) and so does my friend. She is dating someone while I am not. We also live in different cities so it’s hard to meet but she is my oldest online friend and we met only once prior to this.

Very coincidentally I had to attend wedding parties in her city and my entire family decided to go. On the day we decided to meet, I made up an excuse that I had to attend another friends wedding so I would be in the furnished apartment alone. Normally in this city weddings last longer than usual so I had a nice 4 hour window. I also had to go collect my family and make a cameo at my cousins wedding so it was safe that no one would come back to our apartment.

Eating My GF Out While Her BF Drove Us Through Downtown Traffic [FFM]

This happened last night, and after lazily getting fucked in bed this morning by my partner I just keep thinking about that quick ten minutes….

Last night was my girlfriend’s twenty fifth birthday, so her primary partner and I took her out for drinks and dinner downtown. After we started out with some happy hour drinks at 4, we headed out for tacos and split a pitcher of margaritas. I had behaved myself up until then, and knew for a fact she was wearing panties – I had checked a few times. When we got back into the car after tacos though, her and I both slid into the back seat. When her boyfriend took the front seat he started the car up and adjusted the mirror before saying “give me the panties.”

I was being played the whole time. But once I found out it made memory of it even hotter. [MF]

I recently made a comment on another thread that had me thinking about it quite a bit the past couple of days so thought I’d write it out because there’s a slight plot twist at the end. This happened around 2009 or 2010. I met a girl online named Tara and we progressed from there to talking on the phone then finally met in person to go on our first date. She told me the night prior to our date that her favorite place was Taco Bell and that therefore she was a cheap date. Couldn’t argue with that. She was a little younger than me and still lived at home and went there to pick her up. She was on the porch with her mom and was introduced to her and all that good stuff.

Tara was a little cutie. Blonde hair, freckles, light brown or hazel’ish eyes and a sexy figure not more than 5′ tall wearing tight jeans and hair still wet from an obviously very recent shower. We ate at the Taco Hell and as always they screwed up my order. I swear if I don’t just make a super simple order and get regular taco’s then they’ll mess it up every time. I got a Big Beef Burrito Supreme but it had rice in it instead of beef. But this time I didn’t complain or take it back because I didn’t want to create any noise on my first date with her.

[FM] Hooked up with a work colleague, realized I’m kinkier than I thought [Part 1 from his POV]

Link to [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cdptfa/fm_hooked_up_with_a_work_colleague_realized_im/) from my POV

Link to [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ceeei4/fm_hooked_up_with_a_work_colleague_realized_im/) (also from my POV)

Simon sent me his version of the events that I told in Part 1 as a present, so I thought I would share it here in case people wanted to read what it was like from his perspective. He actually sent it as an audio recording (with intro/outro and interstitial music, like a real podcast) as well as a text file, so it was really nice to hear it read out loud in his voice – I’ve definitely gotten off while listening to it several times already. :)

Most of it was not surprising, based on what we’ve talked about in our text conversations since the encounter, but a few things did catch me off guard. 1) I had no idea he was so nervous about the conference overall. He seemed very comfortable the whole time. 2) I had no idea that he doesn’t typically come from blow jobs, so the fact that I was able to get him off with my mouth makes me feel rather nice about my skill set. 3) I had no idea how much he enjoyed the feeling of my pussy in particular. I’ve gotten a similar compliment from only one of my many previous partners, so maybe it is a size/shape match thing. Or he’s just trying to flatter me, lol. 4) I don’t know why this never occurred to me, but until hearing his story, I didn’t even think about the fact that he had to go that breakfast meeting with his advisor and a bunch of other people still covered in pussy juice. Whoops.

[MF]Doing Work for the Beautiful Woman down the Street pt. 2

This is a follow up to the last post [Part one ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b669uk/m_doing_some_work_for_the_beautiful_woman_down/?st=JYMB2T5R&sh=9799c7f6)

So after part one took place it was flirtatious texts some light sexting but we never actually saw each-other. Around thanksgiving (early October I’m Canadian) I’m home for the usual family dinner, I get a text from Margo asking if im in town for the holiday, o which I respond yes I am. She tells me that she has no one to spend the holiday with and she’s been lonely lately. The hours roll bye and night of setting back and forth it’s the day before the turkey dinner.

I walk into the kitchen and see my mom preparing vegetables and other food for the dinner, mom I say, I ran into Margo at the store and she doesn’t have anyone to spend thanksgiving with, maybe we should invite her over? Sure my mom says invite her over.

[f]orced to be Used. Part 4. [MM,f][Rape][Captive][Cruelty]

As always, if the title isn’t enough this is a rape story. If you don’t like that, I’d skip the read.

[Part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ca57vm/forced_to_be_used_mstr8nonconminimal_plot/)

[Part two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ccj0aj/forced_to_be_used_part_2_mfolder_mnon_conminimal/)

[Part three](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cf2kdr/forced_to_be_used_part_3_mfstr8non_conabduction/)

Here are the other parts to this story, if you’re inclined to read them all!

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Madison found herself blindfolded and wrists bound, she felt exposed and helpless on the bed. She had been left like this for… She didn’t know how long. It felt like hours. She felt helpless and exposed, lying half on her side, cured on the bed. Naked, other than her binds and her messy hair falling around her face.

She wasn’t normally blindfolded. Her captor kept the tight leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles. She had learnt that removing them was punishable, and painful. She had shuffled around the room, free to walk around once he left her. But she never managed to find a way out of her binds, just hopeless, panicked wandering. She knew something different was happening today.

She was brought out of her thoughts by the familiar sound of the four opening, followed by heavy footsteps. The loud thugs echoed through the room, walking quickly down the steps. So much so that it was hard for her to distinguish one footstep from another in her blindfolded state.

The [f]irst time I sent my bf pics of me painted with so[m]eone else’s cum

My bf, let’s call him A, already knew I was spending the night with another playmate, let’s call him X. It was also a given that he would be super turned on the next time he saw me. And although we hadn’t discussed it directly, I had a pretty strong suspicion that he would love to see His slut getting used by someone else.

Though we’d hung out socially a couple times, it had been a couple months since I’d last slept with X. In fact, it had been the day after my first date with my bf. That time, we’d both been having a tough time with different things in our lives, me with a shitty recent breakup and health problems, X with financial turmoil and some relationship blues. What I had maybe expected to be simple Hot Fun Sex that time turned into seriously cathartic fucking, with me begging in the end for his load inside me and both of us surprised and exhausted afterwards at the sheer intensity of it all.