[FM] My Coworker was an escort long story Part 3

I’m not trying break this story up for more upvotes. It just keeps rejecting it as too long.

So, here’s the continuation from Part 2

[FM] My coworker was an escort Long story Part 2 from gonewildstories

At this point there is no more talk. I stand up and dive in for a kiss and she is kissing me back and we are taking our clothes off. We manage to make it to her room and she pushes me on the bed and starts sucking like a champ. It was very natural, we were all over each other. We switched to 69 and she came and she turns around and is about to mount me, when I say hang on. I’m fumbling for a condom. She looks embarrassed. I’m pretty sure she was a little too new to the biz and she forgot.

So, on it goes and we pound away and we switch around and she gets on top and I’m getting close and she says I want you to cum on me. Well, I was a little too close and a couple of more ups and downs and I can’t stop it. I came in the condom. She looks so sweet and disappointed and she says I was hoping you would come on my tits. Read more »

[FM] My coworker was an escort Long story Part 2

Continued from Part 1

[FM] My co-worker* was an escort from gonewildstories

I probably should have done more to verify her, but I’m thinking just out of the shower sounds hot. So, I get the address and we set a time.

I get there in record time. In fact, I was early. So, I try to wait, but I’m excited. I walk up to the house and knock. A voice says in a little bit of a panic, “Who is it?” I say, “It’s Jack (not my real name). Sorry, I’m early. So, the door opens just a little and half a head pokes out from behind the door and says, “Hey! hurry, come on in.” It’s dark inside. I open the door and step inside. My eyes take a second to adjust and I see this petite woman wearing a robe and she has a towel on her head. She steps into the light and we both figure it out instantly and I look at her and say, hey it’s you! She smiles a big goofy smile and laughs and says something like oh my gosh. It’s crazy to see you. And I said something equally dumb like I haven’t seen you in a while. Read more »

[FM] My co-worker* was an escort

have posted a few Escort stories and I keep remembering new stories. I went through some personal issues several years and without getting in to it all too much, I’ll just saw for a couple years, I spent way too much time and money seeing escorts. But, I do have a lot of great memories and some hot stories.

So, I’m working at a downtown office building. And the firm I worked for had some cooperative business with the firms in the building. So, I’m at a meeting and there is a new woman I have never met at the meeting. I introduce myself and then I notice she has some really great tits but she is wearing clothes that hide them. So, I’m intrigued.

She is also very petite maybe 5’1”. She has red hair and sexy freckles. I also discover during the meeting that she has a wicked sense of humor and she’s pretty sarcastic. I like all of it!

I’m chatting her up and we got a couple dirty looks because we are making some quiet sarcastic comments to each other during the meeting. I’m wondering why I have never seen her before. Read more »

Merge/Exit (true story, x-post from r/sluttyconfessions)

I spent a good part of my pre-work morning with some leisurely reading over coffee — in this case, reading on the meanings that words carry. That, in turn, led to a bit of thinking about how to characterize the dynamic of this particular confession — in particular, the distinction between “intersection” and “convergence.”

“Intersection,” to me, is more a single moment. Streets intersect, lives intersect, and the journeys continue from there. Given that streets and lives can take meandering routes, intersections might happen at different points in place and time, but each of those moments stands on its own.

“Convergence,” to borrow the traffic metaphor, happens when two lives find themselves on the same road for a while. They might enter it at different points, but at some point, they wind up sharing a direction, if not a destination. Then the routes and lives diverge — which, again, might happen repeatedly.

We intersected for the first time, she and I, at her senior art show — senior as in high school. I was struck by how clearly she’d identified a theme and executed it visually, and because we were both involved in the local arts scene, she and I — and her twin sister, also an artist — connected on Facebook. Read more »

Work play [M]

When I was in my early 20s I worked in a grocery store. A friend and I lived down the street with another girl. That’s not the fun part.

Our roomate was younger and just getting into drinking and pot. One of her new smoking friends was a really attractive brunette with some of the best tits I’ve seen to date. She would always bend over just enough so you could see she wasn’t wearing a bra or take a shower and run out with a tit hanging out of the towel. They were perfect perky c cups with nice brownish nipples. They were full and perky like the best of tits from the 60s. You just don’t see many like that anymore.

She always did this with a flirty smile. I knew she was giving me a show. I didn’t think it was any more than that.

Well one day she got a job at the grocery store I work at. It started off pretty non eventful but soon heated up.

First it was little things. Accidentally brushing her tits against my hand. Rubbing her ass on me when she would bend over. Read more »

[M] First bondage experience

Since you guys like my last two stories I’ll share a recent one, same girl from the first story I posted. This one could get a little lengthy since the details are still fresh in my head.

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I just recently became single again after a short stint with a girl I met on a dating app. She was nice but we didn’t really click.

Two weekends ago I was home alone on a Saturday night, I decided to text my old hook up, we can call her Jenna. I hadn’t talked to Jenna since I started seeing the dating app girl, and pretty sure Jenna was seeing someone casually (would post a guy in her snapchat and instagram stories occasionally). I thought ‘What the hell? I’ll give this a shot.’

I texted her “Hey what are you doing tonight?” and we started chatting for a little bit. Turns out she was out having a few drinks with her friends. I could tell she was feeling frisky because she started saying how she was bored and sending the winky face emoji here and there (what a time to be alive…) I told her I was having a little whiskey at my place (I wasn’t drinking yet but didn’t want her to feel weird if she was and I wasn’t) and that she should come over for a night cap. I poured myself a glass of my best whiskey over ice (cheap whiskey lol). Read more »

First Hotel Sex Experience [FM]

This is an older story from the year 2009. I’m telling it in anticipation of my 10 year wedding anniversary. Today, the husband text me and it said “Don’t make any plans the weekend of our anniversary because I booked us a hotel room at _______ (where we spent our wedding night).”

The moment I read that text I got super horny and wet. God, he knew what he was doing when he sent that text! I was in the middle of a meeting and saw the text while I’m sitting in a conference room with my colleagues.

As soon as I get out of the meeting, I text him back “That text gave me chills. I love you so much. You are so sexy. I can’t wait until our anniversary weekend!”

So now I’m all horny and wet sitting in my office thinking about 2 weekends from now. And that reminded me of the first time we ever had hotel sex. Gather round GWS readers, and let me tell you the tale…. Read more »

Housesitting (part 1)

I grew up in a very wealthy area with huge houses, many with pool houses that had bedrooms. I started housesitting in the summer when I was home from college and had couples/families who I sat for regularly. At the end of the summer, before my sophomore year, I sat for a couple, in their 40s, who were both hot as hell. They said they both traveled for work a lot (no kids) and one or both are often gone a couple of days a week or sometimes over a weekend. They wanted to know if I would be willing to live in the pool house the following summer so I would always be available if they would both be gone.

They paid more than any of my other clients and were really nice. They always had the fridge stocked with my favorite food and drinks and didn’t mind if I had a friend or two over while they were gone. I was also single at the time and didn’t expect that to change anytime soon so I figured, why not. Read more »

Man of the House Pt 3

I could hear Joy calling out if anyone was home. After awhile she runs up the stairs and into her room. The next morning I head down in just a pair of boxers. Liz is usually the first one up and I’m ready to do a little more teasing. My cock is already semi hard from imagining what she must be wearing. She never wears a bra when she’s home and with the AC running full blast every night her nipples are always rock hard in the morning. I hear noises in the kitchen and head over. I walk in and stop dead in my tracks. She is standing at the sink in a pair of black lace thongs and one of those T-shirts that stop right below the boobs. Only on her it stops halfway up with major under boob happening. Actually it’s more than under boob because I can see the bottom half of her big, round areolas. She turns and smiles at me before her eyes immediately drop straight to my hard on. I could see the look on her face, it was the same as when I saw her big titties for the first time. We both stand there for a minute just staring at each other. She starts walking toward me and then we hear foot steps on the stairs. Read more »

My [F]irst Orgasm

For a little background, I’m 20 F, engaged to a 20 (soon to be 21) M. We haven’t met irl but I’m applying for a visa to his country rn (the fact that I’m *this* close to finally being in his arms might have helped). If all goes well, we will meet (and fuck) in a month from now.

The story: I have been incredibly horny for the past few days. Well, I’m incredibly horny all the time, but the past few days were even hornier than usual. My fiancé, being as horny as only he is, never failed to engage in roleplay or sexting. Tonight, I had thought, would be the same. He wakes up, I ask for some rp, we do, I watch some porn or read some erotica, we masturbate on the opposite sides of the world, then I sleep while he goes about his day. Read more »