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Don’t Hang Up, Please (true story, X-post from r/sluttyconfessions)

There are no new human activities, only more efficient ways of accomplishing them on a larger scale. Take, for example, how the smartphone has revolutionized the sexual liaison.

It wasn’t always so, though, kids. And that presented some challenges, back in that relative Stone Age.

There were cell phones, of course, in the early 2000s — but if you didn’t have someone’s number, it was a challenge to reach them in case of an emergency. All those messaging apps were still years away.

This was late spring, in a year I can’t quite pin down. The emergency was that I got called in to work on a day that I was supposed to meet a new friend from out of town for some playtime.

To set the stage: I’d have been late 30s, or maybe 40. She was late 20s: long blonde hair, big blue eyes, fair skin, long legs that looked (and felt) amazing in thigh highs. She could pull off a great mix of innocence and sultriness, and that’s not easy to do. Read more »

My work place fantasy [FM] [Str8] [Risky]

This is a fantasy based off of a few different moments I’ve shared over time with my coworker. I don’t normally like to put my imagination out there too much, so I hope you enjoy this one. It is a little longer and more wordy, as I’m gaining a little more confidence in sharing my writing. Let me know if you do like and I will consider sharing more! I have plenty I’d love to write. Thank you.

I’d been excited for weeks when I realised I was going to be on shift with him for a couple of hours. Today was finally the day! I drive to work, singing along to all the songs that remind me of him, a huge beaming smile on my face. I walk into work and we share our usual glance, it takes a fraction of a second before the teasing and flirting begins. I’m convinced by this point that everybody can tell there’s some sort of something between us, it’s almost painfully obvious and we don’t make much of an intensive effort to hide how we talk to one another. I enjoy our conversations far too much for that. The girl who was on shift before me leaves, and we’re finally alone for the first time in what feels like forever. Read more »

Busted! A neighbor’s [F]riend caught [M]e jerking off at a pool party (Epilogue)

(A lot of readers have asked ‘what happened next?’)

So she was offering to hold my cock while I peed. This was totally not my style, I’m pretty open-minded about sex, but bathroom functions are private. On the other hand, I had to go really bad, I was about to burst, and reeling from the post-orgasm delirium, I relented to her pestering.

I was still long and meaty, but my stiffness had completely subsided, so it was just a moment before I was ready to start a stream. “Ready?” I asked, and she pointed me toward the center of the bowl.

The intensity initially surprised her, but she quickly adjusted, saying, “Wow, you really DID need to go!” Then she giggled, and started aiming the stream, around the bowl, at the center. “How do you not do this every time you pee?” She squealed in delight. “This is so much fun!”

I just stood there, hands at my side, speechless. I mean, what do you say?

[M]y partner visited at the weekend, she’s a [f]an of long walks now.

My partner [25F] visited me [24M] last weekend. She lives in the Germany so we only see each other a couple of days a month currently. She arrived on the Friday and once we got in we decided to take a walk down into the fields, I live on a farm on the top of a valley. It was starting to go dark but I knew we could get all the way round before the sun had submitted for the day.

We reached the bottom of the valley, where there is a small brook and an old stone bridge. We stood on the bridge and kissed slowly and passionately, are grips tightening with each twist of our tongues. I pushed her up to the side of the bridge, the sound of water trickling beneath us and the wind blowing through the trees were all that accompanied the sound of our lips sloppily popping against one another. I reached down to her bare legs, and then up to her skirt. Gently pulling on the material. I reached up further.. she wasn’t wearing any underwear, my fingers were greeted with the wet, warm welcoming of her soaking labia. I very slowly slid my four fingers around her pussy while my thumb rested a few inches above. Then very easily, I pushed my index and forefinger fully inside her cunt and began to rub my fingers underneath her clit as if my fingers were ushering her to “come here”. Read more »

As a friend…[MF][Str8][preg]

“I need your help, as a friend”

I remember her words exactly.

Karen and I had met in college, we both played on the coed intramural ultimate frisbee league. It was what the dorky college kids did before Quidditch was a thing. We got along well, she was easy to talk to, our friendship felt effortless for some reason, and it always felt spiced with a bit of sexual tension that neither of us acted on, mostly because I was still dating my high school sweetheart back home and she had Scott.

I’m not sure what would have happened if motive and opportunity met but I never really let it bother me.

Anyway, we stayed in touch as she gave Scott the boot, went to law school and got a pretty decent lawyering job in Chicago. I didn’t know what was going on her life, but she seemed quite successful. She was involved with writing insurance products for grain farmers or some such thing.

We had one of those zombie friendships on social media where we would “like” each other’s pictures and statuses but we never really spoke that much, but it felt like we were keeping up with each other without having to keep up. Read more »

[FM] Mario Party and two kinds of Smash.

Hey again everyone! Since my last post was so well received I thought that I’d share another one! ([previous post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/c439ff/fm_creampied_behind_the_counter_by_my_supervisor/))

Yesterday I went out of town with a couple of friends that I haven’t seen for a while. We ate, drank and chatted for a while until about 10pm when some people had to leave. The rest of us decided to head back to my friend’s place where we kept drinking and started playing Mario Party.

At about midnight after some more wine and rage sessions the other two decided to call it quits and headed home. My intention was to head home as well but I decided to stay and play a few rounds of Smash against my friend.

A few rounds turned into a few hours and suddenly it was around 2:30am. My friend offered me his couch and initially I declined but as I thought about it I decided to accept because being as small as I am and drunk in the middle of the night alone is a bad idea.

Now, I should add that this friend is a guy that I used to fuck for a bit back before I went to uni but I didn’t really have any intentions on doing it again. Read more »

The Witch’s Apprentice – Part 4 [MF] [fantasy] [magic] [succubus] [gentle femdom] [affection] [acceptance] [oral] [blowjob] [titty fuck] [facial] [ongoing story] [Msub]

Before you read this, consider reading;

[The Witch’s Apprentice – Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bpqrk6/the_witchs_apprentice_part_1_magic_ffm_femdom/)
[The Witch’s Apprentice – Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bprqmh/the_witchs_apprentice_part_2_femdom_fantasy_magic/)
[The Witch’s Apprentice – Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bq1086/the_witchs_apprentice_part_3_magic_mf_femdom/)

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**The Witch’s Apprentice – Part 4**

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Days passed. Markov and her apprentice fell back into their regular routine but with a new familiarity that hadn’t been there before. Markov no longer avoided him. In fact, she was closer to him than she had ever been. It was not unusual now for her to touch him casually; a hand on his back as she squeezed past him between the library shelves, or a brush on his wrist when he handed her some component or other. She did, however, refrain from making another overt advance on him, coming to the conscious decision that if he did want her, he would come to her on his own. Read more »