I [f]orgot to breathe.

I’m laying in bed next to my S/O, he’s snoring away. Little does he know that someone else has stepped up to bat.

After that first hook up, it was more than obvious I was craving more. I **NEEDED** more.

I was still thinking about how he rammed so hard into me, and the bench I was laying on slamming into the wall.

We text a few time, trying to figure out how and when to make plans. We finally settled on today. I kick my friend out, and drive as fast as I’m allowed to the hotel and he’s already welcoming me with that grin. He knew what he was doing and he wasn’t wasting any time as he quickly stripped out of his clothes.

I awkwardly fumble my way out of mine while he’s telling me how bad he wants to see my cum face.

We instantly start matching each others rythm. I feel my eyes starting to roll, and my breathing start to shallow. “Breathe! Eyes!” He snaps me out of it, I come back from the high with a smile slapped across my face. “You close your eyes and I stop.” I can’t help but let out a whimper. How do you keep your eyes from rolling to the back of your head as you’re pussy is being pounded so hard you’re in another world?

Its fucked

So a lot of you may find this completely fucked up but ive meant to get it off my chest.. When I was like 14 me and my mom were swimming in the pool and we were playing with a torpedo. We kept hiding it from each other. Eventually she hid it in her one piece bathing suite and I looked everywhere and she rubbed her chest against me and i felt it and i saw it between her breasts and I stuck my arm in and grabbed it. She made every bit of sure to feel my boner right after. So we keep playing and I hide it in my pants. She looks and eventually grabbed my penis and I played along and than she backed up and grabbed the toy. Someway or another we started dry humping under water and eventually we went in and that was the end of it. Later on I went to get a physical and she stayed in the room with me and once again I got horny but didnt act on it. Years went by I’m older now and was addicted to meth. She always caught me masterbaiting and one time I had been up for like 6 days and sent her a bunch of pictures of my cock and videos with my face from a texting app. Next morning she woke up its like 7 am she walks in catches me beating off I play “sleep ” drenched in sweat. Now I’m 8 months clean in rehab and still havent swam with her since but everytime I come home she wants to swim. Shes lost a lot of weight and now wears a two piece.. Often asks how she looks and wants me to come to the pool. I don’t want to act on it cause its fucked up and I know it. But now shits weird.

?”Goodnight, Little Whore.” [A Fantasy]?

It’s been two weeks since I’ve had satisfying, fulfilling sex and I have to get this out of my system..my clit is throbbing in desire, my pussy is drenched and I can’t stop rubbing my thighs together while I lay here and fantasize about the cock I crave.

See, there’s always goods and bads in a relationship..that’s realistic. For a while now, things between me and my boyfriend have been wonderful. We’ve been in that honeymoon, getting-to-know-each-other phase. Lately, though, things haven’t been all dandy. And that’s to be expected, of course.

But fuck, I can’t deny that it’s so difficult for the little slut in me to not long for sexual gratification. For the last few days he’s either been too busy, not in the mood, or we’ve been too busy arguing amongst ourselves. Too busy getting my feelings hurt and feeling rejected. Feeling sad.

But right now, I’m craving it so bad. I’m not used to not being in an open relationship. I’m not used to not being able to get my fulfillment elsewhere when the one I love can’t give that to me..and it’s driving me crazy.

[F]ucking a girl in the [M]iddle of a small wood.

This story happened about 2 and a half years ago, I was in college. I would meet this girl before college every Thursday, we sorta liked each other. The first time I met her I actually took her back to my house, and we were messing around in my bed and I wasn’t expecting to do anything but we ended up naked and I asked her if I could put it in, she said go on then and gave me a dirty look. Before I could do anything my younger sister comes home from school and I get changed and ‘sneak’ the girl out my house and walk her back to college. Although that day we found out it was too far to walk from college to my house and back because we’d be late for our lessons.

Stealing [m]y [F]riend’s guy

College was a fun time. There was a group of us that all hung out together. We all lived in the same dorms so we kind of just became friends. There was this one guy, tall, lean muscle, awesome blue eyes. He was a knock out and everyone wanted him.

But one of our friends called dibs, but… I am the type to get what I want. And I wanted him. She would come to me telling me how she is playing him and the he wanted to fuck but she wouldn’t give it to him. She teased him but never gave in.

One night we are bar hopping and he and I were taking shots while my friend’s off flirting with some guy. I place my hand on his leg and purr that I can give him what she isn’t. He looks at me surprised and then grins and tells me to meet at his room late tonight. “No, let’a go to bathroom. Now. I want to put my mouth on your dick.”

Misery Loves Company: Chapter One [MF][Edging]

James had one hell of a day.

The trains were late in the morning which meant he was late getting to work. His boss wasn’t too pleased of course. He decided James needed to be reminded through an overly long lecture about the importance of punctuality. It hadn’t been the first time James had heard the lecture but he wished it was the last time. The lecture usually clocked in at about twenty minutes and it was horrid. All he could do was sit there and nod. Finally, he managed to get to his desk and find a hundred emails waiting for him. Most of them were trash but they all needed a prompt response. That took all morning. Of course, he wouldn’t be able to just respond to all of the emails. There were phone calls and requests from his co-workers to help with their own work. He couldn’t even take a proper lunch, quickly going through a sandwich with one hand while typing with the other.

During a quick break to get some coffee, he learned the trains were going to be late going home as well. Great, absolutely great, he thought to himself. Swapping over to his phone, he pulled up his girlfriend Miranda’s number and put together a quick text.

[M]y wi[f]e had cancer a few years back.

Four years ago my wife found out she had cancer. She’s fine. But during that summer she was getting chemotherapy and was absolutely exhausted and just felt like garbage.

It was hard for me to deal with, especially the added stress with the lack of sex. I was a mess taking care of her and worrying about her. She knew it and a few times during chemo she made me know how much she appreciated it.

I want to write about this before I begin to forget about it.

The chemo room was a series of about a dozen chairs in a semi circle, all with machines hooked up to them. It was a pretty shitty room to be in filled with people in shitty situations.

The chemo drug had to be kept cooled in a fridge right until it was hooked up to the IV. To offset this they had a heated box filled with soft, warm blankets.

I went with her for every chemp, each time it took anywhere from 6-10 hours and she couldn’t move much. I would bring her food and keep her company.

I Fucked my Fuck Buddy’s Brother Unknowingly Using Two Different Dating Apps! [TM]

So the last couple of months I’ve been having a casual fuck buddy that I had met on Grindr. He was 28 and pretty good in bed and it was really just a FWB relationship with no strings attached. I like wasn’t really interested in him but at the same time it was nice to have a regular good looking guy to hookup with when I was horny. We never really went out on dates or anything. It was always just back at his apartment and get straight to business. It ended rather abruptly when he found another guy he wanted to hook up with more than me which you know… pride hurt :c but like I wasn’t heartbroken or anything.

A week or so after we cut things off I started swiping right on Tinder again after laying low for a bit. Usually my tinder is pretty annoying since I have to filter through so many randoms and Grindr is easier, but I was kinda tired of Grindr guys and needed a change of pace. One night I swiped on a guy named Antwan I thought was pretty hot and we decided to go out. I put on one of my summer “night out” outfits which is basically a crop top and ripped up denim shorts [like any good Cali Girl ?] and we had a fun night out at a hookah bar.

[FM] Car sex with my husband

Brief background: both early 30s, recovering from a dead bedroom. I’m the high libido wife and he’s the low(er) libido husband. Earlier I posted a story from over 10 years ago, about my boyfriend (now my husband) and I having car sex.

Today I got to talking to the hubby. I reminded him of that time and actually sent him the post I made on GWS. He was insanely turned on and said we should recreate it tonight….

So I get home from work, put on the skimpiest lingerie I own and wait for him.

When he gets home, we decide to fool around a bit but not full blown sex. He’s spanking my ass while I make dinner in a completely sheer bra and panties. Kissing my neck while I’m chopping veggies. Touching my boobs while I try to open the fridge. I’m so turned on. He is too, because I can feel his hard dick through his pants while he’s hugging me from behind.

We eat dinner, and after we’re done he does the dishes (fuck yeah) and tells me to put something on over my undies so he can take me out for some fun. Wink, wink

Fucking [M]y Best Friend (Part 7 Finale and Epilogue)

Link to part 6: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cdqmsc/fucking_my_best_friend_part_6/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cdqmsc/fucking_my_best_friend_part_6/)

Despite a horribly long and restless night, I swung my feet over the side of my bed. It was dead silent in my room. There was no one laying next to me. There would be no one joining me in the shower that morning. There would be no one joining me for bed at the end of the day either. I was alone.

I walked over to my mirror. For the first time in months I felt like I recognized who I saw. Maybe, just maybe, I could turn things around, I thought. Maybe not.

I walked towards the shower. It was just another day for everyone else. No, It was more than that. It was the first beautiful early spring day. I passed by the underclassmen who were scurrying to make accommodations for an impromptu BBQ later on. I passed by my friends who were coming out of their comas from the night before. I opened the door to the bathroom and heard joking, laughing, even singing coming from the various stalls and showers. I saw a friend of mine slap his girlfriends ass as she got into the shower before him. Maybe this wasn’t the end of my story, but rather, the beginning. That morning was almost too perfect to be real.