Our last date [m] 35, [f] 28

M(35) F(28) had been dating for a while. It was good, but not as good as the fantasy one can create when they reunite with a high school crush on Facebook. That’s what had happened. I knew something had changed with my girlfriend, I just wasn’t sure exactly what.

The passion in this relationship was always a 10. She had broken up with me, because I didn’t make enough time for her but we still saw each other regularly for the part that worked beautifully. She stands at 5’4 long blonde hair, very long, deep blue eyes, 38 DD, and the hips and ass of a dancer. Soft, full, pink lips and an imperfect but endearing smile. Always up for fun.

Me, I’m a muscular, Italian-irish blue-eyed man with a strong jaw and cheekbones. On the stocky side with a sense of humor, and adventure.

We were into risky public encounters, and with the level of physical attraction we shared, any parking lot, hotel balcony, dark side of a bar, public beach, or any slice of privacy was a chance to make her bite her lip and squint her eyes in that sexy way she did.

A Fantasy for a Roommate [MF]

Hey everyone. First post here so I hope I’ve done it right. Let me know!

I stood in the shower, trying to calm myself after our usual tense evening, hanging out in the living room. Tonight felt different, something was happening here…

As I obsessed over this though, analysing your behaviour, lost in my own little world, I heard a knock at the door. You stepped in with me and it was such a powerful feeling having you near. I just reached out and pulled you close to me under the running water, my face pressed into your neck and my hand running up into your hair. I placed little light kisses on your neck and up behind you ear, already growing rock hard against your tummy.

We kissed hard and passionate, a brief moan escaping my lips between kisses. My hands wandered your soft naked body excitedly, desperate to touch every inch of beautiful bare skin.

I could feel you reaching for my hard cock, taking it in your delicate hand as I nibble your bottom lip playfully, feeling my legs weaken for just a second at your touch, every nerve in my body tingling.

The Babysitter/Dungeon Master 11: Advanced Roleplay[Fmmm][Ageplay][Dungeons and Dragons]

Hey guys! Chapter 11 comin at ya! I was really sleepy when I proofread this, so send me a message if you notice any typos and I’ll fix them. Or if you just want to reach out, comments appreciated too! *(This work is entirely fictional, as are the characters portrayed in it.)*

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# The Babysitter/Dungeon Master 11: Advanced Roleplay

(Brandon)

We were all up around noon, and Amy made pancakes. The game items were all put aside for once, as we all sat around and had breakfast together. Amy had awoken a bit earlier than the rest of us, and had done some tidying up. We all ate rather peacefully, the house lit up by the afternoon sun.

“You boys sleep okay?” Amy asked, before gracefully pulling a slice of pancake off her fork with her lips. She had a glow about her this afternoon, and I couldn’t help but to stare at her for a moment.

“I did, for sure,” said Michael, with a mouthful of pancakes and a glass of milk primed in his left hand.

I(33m) tried on my FWB(23f) one night. Discovered a new fetish…

We were hanging out drinking and smoking the recreationals. She asked if I wanted to try on a pair of her panties she’d brought over. Theis black lacy number that didn’t cover the asscrack or asshole at all. I jokingly obliged and my cock got so fucking throbbing erect almost immediately and didn’t go down the entire night in spite of all the substance uptake.

I have a piss fetish too so, fair warning before you continue reading. We were standing in my kitchen drinking a beer and talking. She was wearing the “hey honey” negligee she’d brought and I was in nothing but her panties and and a smile. I started pissing with my rock hard dick tucked upward into these pantie’s meager wasteband while we were just casually chatting. It went all over me and all over the floor for a bit since I’d been drinking and hadn’t used the bathroom for a bit. Peeing with a full on erection is fucking difficult as hell. She carried on like nothing was out of the ordinary and then stepped up next to me and brought me next to her. We started making out as my piss drenched us both. Her, me, the panties I was wearing, her barely there negligee, the floor.

How an Engineer[M] met the goddes Persephone[F]

To do this story justice I’ll need to start at the beginning.

When I was young I struggled with social skills. I was quit, awkward and scatter-minded. This ensured my almost complete isolation, and anybody that has been to any school ever knows that there is safety in numbers. A safety that I did not have. I can go on to tell you my poor tearjerking experience but I’ll spare you the wimpy kind cliché story and tell you that with the guidance of my Grandfather that I made it out alive. He helped met, without trying to change me. “You will never be like them” he would say. “But that’s not bad. Stand back. Look at what they openly hide on their faces and in their eyes. See what every other eye has been trained, by social construct, to ignore.” So that is what I did. I stayed out of sight and kept quiet. Every new teacher I would get would first be astonished by my good grades, astonishment would turn to concern when they started to notes my isolation and lack of interaction with my peers. My Grandfather was called in numerous times and would sit with countless teachers and school appointed psychiatrists discussing my blatant deviation from the norm. But for us, the Aidoneus (the unseen), this was normal.

Playing Away (Fantasy short story)

Her taste was unfamiliar, a deeper note that filled my mouth and nose. My tongue traced the strange, soft lines of her lips. And as it found the ripe swelling of her clit, I became almost delirious with thirst for her. Her dampness soaked my lips and I drank deeply, satiated only when her shudders and moans had climaxed and subsided into ecstatic stillness.

We’d met a few hours earlier at the conference. She’d seen the talk and disagrees. We fenced – sharp, but with a playful tone that spilled into flirtation. The twinkle in the eye, the lingering gaze, the sense of tension and energy…sometimes you know, or at least suspect.

She was a little older, willowy in the form fitting black dress that she wore effortlessly. Professional, almost conservative, but without disguising the curves of her breasts or the small, firm peach of her ass. I can still see it, oiled and slick with sweat, as she dozed, spent, on my hotel bed.

She was the one who suggested the drink. Knew a quiet place round the corner – good for a real talk. We had a snug booth – squeezed close together – and a whiskey each. Talked ideas, politics and families. She had a husband and kid, loved them both to bits. But she was hungry. And so was I.

Date night with the husband [MF]

My husband (30) and I (29) have been together for 12 years and married for 6. We both work full time and have a young child together which of course means we have busy lives and therefor less time and energy than we used to have. Regardless, we still make an effort to spend quality time together and have a healthy sex life.

Last week we arranged for someone to watch the little one so we could have a date night. It had been a while since we’d gone out together and the thought of an evening with just the two of us was enticing. We decided to keep it simple with dinner and a movie like we used to do when we first started dating. It had been years since we had gone to the theater together and the idea filled me with nostalgia. I looked forward to it all week.

[M]y first threesome with my cheerleader girl[f]riend and her roommate best [f]riend

[1st story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cdt8nw/making_my_petite_cheerleader_next_door_neighbor)

“FUCK ME!” Lulu shouts at me as I’m deep inside her. I do as she commands and continue to fuck her brains out. Seeing a big cheesy grin splashed on her face accompanied with adorable moans and squeaks that come out of her turns me on so much as she’s bounced off my cock harder and harder. She can’t even let me know that she’s about to cum because shes too busy moaning. She leaks out a tiny bit of her juices on my erect shaft. I pull out and immediately have her jerk me to a finish over her picture perfect C sized titties as I erupt all over them.

We both marvel at the post hookup morning sex for a bit before Lulu cleans herself off and gets dressed. “You know this can’t be just a one time thing, you’re such a damn sweetheart and I’d hate to have it be a one and done.” I exclaim to her as she’s pulling her shorts over her cutie little booty before she turns around to respond to me.

[M]y most wild night that sounds more like it came from a movie scene

My most wild night was about two years ago, when I was 20

I had a party at my place, past 2 A.M. most people left except a few girls, myself obviously, and a couple dudes.

We were playing cards, and one girl proposed we turn it into a strip game. Eventually, there are three girls with titties out around my kitchen table and I’m naked.

One of the girls ended up making out with me so I asked her to stay the night, which she did and we had sex. The story has more details but that’s just what I’ll put out for privacy sakes

[MF][Cheat] Get Down With The Thiccness Part 4

Part 4 is here! I want to give a special thank you to some reddit users who helped me come up with some ideas which I will be implementing hopefully in the future! A word of warning however this chapter is more of a buildup chapter to more things to come, I hope that is not too disappointing for whoever reads this :)

Christine bit her plump lip as she looked nervously at Alexa, she held the skirt in her hand, reached out for the manager to take it. Christine quickly snatched it out of the hand of Alexa as she quickly slipped it on.

“So…that’s what you’ve been doing these past few days…fucking our floor manager.” Alexa crossed her arms under her large breasts pushing them up making them look even larger. George entered the room from behind his squeeze, looking embarrassed. He nodded slowly. His heart was thumping on his rib cage, it felt like shock waves pulsed through his entire body. He felt sick that he had gotten caught.

“Alexa, I can explain…” Christine muttered as she nervously held her hands together. Christine had known Alexa for a few years, she knew what being caught meant for her career. She had accepted it as the awkward silence after her sentence continued.