The evening started with a social event for the university tennis team. We were having a flat party and L was hosting. Drinks were flowing, music was pumping and everyone was having a good time. It was only 11pm and I was already pretty drunk, mainly due to too many games of beer pong with vodka and never have I ever. I stumbled through to the kitchen to get another drink. While trying to get the lid off the bottle of vodka, I looked back through to the room where everyone was having a good time. My eyes instantly settled on L and her fantastic outfit. Short skirt. Red crop top. Black bralette. Black heels. She was dancing with around 15 others right in the centre of the room. I have no clue how long I stood staring at her, but when she turned around and our eyes met, she grinned, winking at me and biting her bottom lip, then she was back dancing again. All in a split second. I managed to regain my focus again to pour myself another drink, quickly downing it and pouring another. I turned to grab a bottle of mixer off the counter behind me, and felt a pair of hands slip around my waist. A leg rubbing up the side of mine.
That ti[m]e I [f]ucked my girlfriend in a bathroom stall at a hockey game.
A week after our [new years fun](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cfudor/celebrating_the_new_year_by_fucking_my_girlfriend) Stella and I decide for a date night that we go see a hockey game. It’s her college facing off against some inner conference rival. We both pregame (i.e. rip some dabs and get high as the sun’s taint) before heading to the arena. We’re both dressed very casually but Stella always manages to look like an absolute bombshell in everything she wears. Sporting tight jet black leggings and a Detroit Red Wings hockey sweatshirt she copped at a thirst store that was a bit baggy but still showed off her curves.
A short drive later and we’re at the local hockey complex, the place is pretty packed considering our town is pretty big into hockey. Stella and I find seats in the upper bleachers were we get nested to watch the game. I have my arm around her the entire time as we both shoot the shit during a lackluster 1st period.
Both of us sit there during the first intermission as the zamboni farts out a new layer of ice for the next period when Stella pokes my side. “Hey,” she says in my ear before I turn to her, “I have an idea come with me.”
Found my Husband’s 4chan Part III
I slid into the bed and under the comforter; snuggling up to John. The time I spent in the bath got my clit throbbing and I needed to get off. It has been a couple of months since I last had sex and I couldn’t handle it anymore.
I kissed John’s next as my slender fingers slid across his chest. He grunted as I pushed my hips against his ass, still kissing his neck. My nipples, erect, rubs against his back and my fingernails rake across his chest lightly.
“John, I’m horny.” I whisper quietly; letting my warm breath spread across his neck. My tongue reaches out and grazes his neck as I move up to suck on his earlobe.
I feel a shiver through his body as he wakes to my voice and touches. My hand travels down his pudgy stomach and rests on his hardening cock. He turns to his back and I plant my lips on his; kissing him hard with lust. My hand on his cock starts to move up and down, slowly jerking him, while my other hand runs through his hair. He moans into my mouth and arches his hips slightly as I feel precum start to leak from his dick. I can’t stand it anymore and climb on top of him, straddling his hips. I let my hair fall around my face as I lean down to kiss him again. Before I lower myself on him, I reach for the lube and squirt some on to his dick; reaching down I jerk him a few times to get the lube spread out.
A Small Gift [Mf] [Ds] [light petplay]
“Is it there yet?”
Through the text on her screen Emma could sense the urgency behind the words. She scampered to her front door and threw it open, standing back to avoid the burst of humid air. Frowning, she tapped out a quick reply, throwing the door shut behind her.
“Not yet.”
Master was always somewhat unpredictable, so she wasn’t sure what to expect. A cosplay dress and some new books? A vibrator and something naughty? Or something else entirely? It had been awhile since she’d seen him so eager about something, so she’d been on pins and needles for well over a week in anticipation of whatever little surprise had gotten HIM so riled up. She smiled, remembering her last time in his arms, and sat down at the couch.
“Hmm,” he wrote, “Well, hopefully soon. Very soon, in fact.”
There was a sharp knock at her door, startling Emma to the point she nearly dropped her phone. Padding back down the hall, she stood on her tiptoes to look out the peephole, but nobody was there. Curiously, she opened the door, but slower this time.
Hush this is a library [MF]
On this day, L and I decided to go for a study day in the library. We got there for 8am, grabbed a private study room and got settled for the day. L was wearing a loose fitting summer dress (and nothing else as I would discover…), I had a pair of shorts and a t-shirt on. The day went pretty well, we took coffee and lunch breaks and got lots done. However, by around 5, L was noticeably jumpy whenever we banged legs or reached over each other to grab pens etc and bumped arms.
“What’s up with you” I asked, as I reached over to grab a folder
L didn’t reply, I looked over and noticed she was clenching her jaw. Then I heard it, a faint buzzing.
“Are you wearing a toy?” I whispered
“Yes” L gulped. “It’s such a long day, I knew I’d need a distraction for a bit.”
L suddenly shuddered, then threw her hand over her mouth. After a couple seconds, she went limp in her chair. Laughing, I stood up to go grab her some water. As I opened the door, she whispered
“Get paper towels too”
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Devoted Service: a South Park fanfiction by me. All characters are 18. (MM, crossdressing, maid outfits, Master/servant, blowjobs, spanking, scent play, romance)
Tweek was snoring quietly, his world muted by peaceful sleep. Sunlight streamed through the window onto him; birds were chirping outside, and the snow that had been covering the town had recently melted, the remains glimmering lightly in the sun. He softly hummed the classical piece “Morning Mood” in his sleep—one of his favorites.
Suddenly, he was awoken by a loud crashing sound and the sound of someone shouting “*Fuckin’ useless piece of shit!*”
He bolted upright, crying out in fear, but calmed down as he recognized the voice as Craig’s. His wonderful, loving boyfriend…well, usually. He got out of bed, stretching his arms above his head to pop his joints. He ran his fingers through his wild hair in an unsuccessful attempt to fix it, before walking out of the room to where he had heard Craig.
As he entered the living room, he saw the noirette sitting on the couch, wincing and rubbing his foot.
“Y-you okay, honey?” he asked timidly.
Craig looked over at him, a sullen expression on his face, and gruffly said, “Yeah, I’m fine.”
“Y-you sure? You look like it hurts pretty bad…” Tweek said with concern, empathy for his boyfriend taking over as he stepped a little closer.
Goodbye pounding [MF]
Boy am I glad I hit up M! I’m going on a trip for a month and I wanted to set the mood. M is the hottest guy I’ve fucked, not to mention the hottest sex I’ve ever had. He’s about 5″11 ripped body, sparkling eyes and a sharp jawline. I’m 5″6, on the fit path but with a wonderful curvy woman bod (34 DD breasts) I have shoulder length brown hair and blue eyes.
We met on tinder about a year ago and fuck every now and again. He’s the busier one so normally he hits me up, but I wanted a good shag before leaving and so I texted him. He was available and exited, yay!!
He came over and we chatted a bunch, and smoked his pen til I was higher then I’ve been in a while. Finally he leans in to kiss me. His lips were so soft, and next thing I know he’s on top of me, grinding into me while we’re making out.
His hand finds it’s way into my shorts and he started fingering me commenting on my tight pussy. “You always get so wet” he tells me. “You always make me so wet” I replied.
[M]y Second A[f]fair – Part 1 – Stranger’s Backyard [LONG]
My first true sexual encounter was with a girl, I’ll call her Anne, first letter of the alphabet. She eventually became my second affair, so the preamble is important. We met one summer during grade school, we belonged to the same country club – 18 holes, two swimming pools, a dozen tennis courts, even a couple squash courts. We’d been on the same swim team, played junior golf in the same mixed foursome once in a while, even had squash lessons together one summer.
One border of the club, where the line of tennis courts was laid out, bordered on a residential neighborhood, with the typical McMansions, big back yards, extravagant decks, some with pools, play sets, and so on. The houses didn’t have fences, due to homeowner association rules or it ‘simply wasn’t done around here’, I don’t know. Those along the 4th hole of the golf course, their yards abutted the fairway as this type of arrangement does. But the group of houses by the tennis courts had long rows of dense evergreens and other shrubbery to create some sort of privacy, who wanted to look out their back yard and see acres of cyclone fences surround the courts?
[FM] Religious College New Experiences long Part 3
Continued from Part 2 here
[FM] Religious College New Experiences Long Part 2 from gonewildstories
What was I going to do. I agreed. I jerked off while she ate my ass. I was heaven. We went as long as I could take it. My legs start flexing and getting tight. I’m close to cumming. She has her tongue IN my asshole. She puts her hands out by cock like she wants me to cum in her hands. I finally do and she is laying there with her hands full of cum and drool over her face and I’m in shock and she says, do you have a towel. I don’t. So, I gave her a sock. She wipes her hands on the socks. And lays down and says wow, that was a lot of fun. We kiss and cuddle and get dressed again. We both get out of the tent and two of our friends are sitting by the fire with big shit-eating grins. No one says anything. I try to slyly kiss Tricia and she says not until our date.