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The accidental text message part 2

“I asked if you wanted to feel how wet I am” she said. Her words hung in the air. I was in the middle of a moral dilemma.

I love my wife. But our sex life was in the toilet. We hadn’t touched each other in months despite numerous attempts, her sex drive just didn’t match mine.

It was the same reason that Suzie and Joe had split. Her sex drive was through the roof, and his was through the floor. They weren’t sexually compatible. Suzie and I however were always flirting, telling stories of sexy adventures we’d had when we were younger. The air was always so sexually charged when we were together.

But now. It had come to a head. I was standing on her doorstep, with her asking me to feel how wet her tight pussy was. My head was spinning. I was sure I could smell her sex. Read more »

Another event o[f] the A-team

Just after lunch the receptionist called and said if she comes over quickly the dentist could see her, and off she went. Andrew was busy on his computer when I took him coffee, and we started chatting. He asked me outright if I enjoyed the time we had with Sue, and I replied honestly – “YES!”. With that he got up and started making out with me. Our office door locked automatically, so there was no danger of being caught

After that memorable Friday night and Saturday morning I was quite apprehensive about how I would face Andrew on the Monday. No problem – he was out to a project and only returned the next Friday and didn’t come into the office at all.

I was quite busy looking for a place to stay so didn’t dwell on the things that happened until Friday around lunch. Annie said the week was too long and we need to go for a glass of wine after work as her sister would pick up her kids from the day care. Read more »

[MF] Freed by your restraints. (Part 1) [Rape fantasy][non-con][forced oral]

I’m running in the little secluded park just outside the wealthy community I live in. It’s a warm summer night, the soft breeze is a welcome relief against my hot, sweaty skin. The sun has just set so I’ve decided to head back home. It isn’t very far but I’m anxious to get home before the night
fully descends. You never know who could be out there on the prowl..

I’m wearing my typical workout gear, charcoal grey leggings and a black sports bra peeking through a sheer magenta pink tank top. My breasts never look better than they do in a good sports bra, lifted and pushed together by the tight, supportive fabric which lifts and accentuates my modest C cup cleavage. My long thick hair pulled back into a messy bun, soft bangs framing my blue eyes and impossibly pale skin. An English Rose complexion, so I’ve been told. But my most obvious feature is my ample derriere. Round and firm, made more striking by my disproportionately dainty waist. I’m the type of woman who usually dresses conservatively, whom despite being in my early thirties, is often described as “cute” but rarely sexy. Perhaps that’s why this form-fitting attire makes me feel good, sensual even. I relish every lingering look I get from male passers by, walking their dogs or out for a run. Read more »

[F]ucking and crea[m]pieng my MILF Tinder meet up

This is my first story on v/Gonewildstories and am looking to share more of my sexual exploits.

Visualization of myself: divorced, single 30 year old military male living in western Washington with brown curly hair and mischievous eyes. My eyes change between dark green to grey-blue depending on my mood, 5’6” with a athletic/ wrestlers build, a smile that is big and bright, average sized 6” cock, and an intellect that is highly analytical with a introverted personality that edges on extroverted and vivacious when with a date. I have a ‘harem’ of women (as one of my dates whom I see frequently calls them) that I cycle through bi-weekly, and am always looking to add to and date, get to know and fuck on a regular basis. Names always changed to provide anonymity.

The backstory

***Sexy times starts with asterisks *** Read more »

A Month Later. [M]y Daughter’s [F]riend Jenna Pt. II

I stood there staring down at Jenna’s beautiful body and her cheeks covered in my cum for a few more moments. She was breathing super heavily and I can still remember watching her breasts heave up and down with each breath. Finally after what felt like half an hour she stood up and pulled the strap of her dress back over her shoulder.

“Wow…” she said with a bit of shock and a lot of nervous energy in her voice.

“Wow.” I repeated back to her dumbly. She gave me a big smile then laughed.

“We need to go clean ourselves up before Em gets back.” she said. I agreed with her and we made our ways to the two bathrooms. Her going into the one downstairs and me to the one attached to my bedroom.

I stared at myself in the mirror wondering how the hell I let this go so far. I started to feel so damn guilty. If Emily every found out she’d surely hate me and then I realized how damaging this could be if Jenna’s parents knew. It would spread through the whole community and I’d almost certainly be fucked. I splashed some water over my face to try to calm my panic. Now that the endorphins were wearing off I realized just exactly what a huge mistake this was. Read more »

Great minds think alike? Part 2 (incest)(Mf)

This is a work of fiction written by somebody over 18 for a reader over 18. All characters are fictional.

My parents split up about a year ago. It was rough at first but for the best. They are happier now. I spend two weekends a month with my dad. We’ve always been close but since the divorce things have changed. For one he’s gotten in really good shape. He was always good looking but now he’s pretty muscular. Over the summer before my senior year of high school I noticed him staring at me in the way my boyfriends do. At first it creeped me out but weirdly I started to find it flattering. He’s a successful CFO at a huge company and since the divorce he’s had women all over him. I like it that he looks at me. Read more »

I [M] love slutty women

I must admit that I love slutty women. Now mind you, when I say slutty, I do not mean that in any derogatory way. I find the double standard of men being able to have a lot of crazy sexcapades but that women cannot to be ridiculous. I think that as long as you are safe, all are willing participants, then you should fuck all you want, when you want, with whomever you want.

I live in NYC and go to the same coffee shop every single morning. Simple order, black medium coffee in a large cup. I use to see a woman there nearly every day, same time as me. Small thing, she was. Petite in any sense of the word, but very sexy. Long brunette hair, nicely dressed each day. Despite her stature, she ordered attention when she walked into the room. Later learned she was a lawyer and worked on fair housing cases, so she knew how to hold her own in a fight. It took about 2 weeks to build up enough courage for me to just talk to her. After the first conversation, we’d casually talk most mornings until I asked her for a drink one night after work. We’ll call her Jenn. Read more »

Pro Voyeur [MF] [voy]

He locked the door behind us, making sure to latch the privacy lock. We wouldn’t want any hotel employees barging in on us.
I drop my purse on the night stand, next to the bed, and search for the mini bar. I could use a drink to calm my nerves. Jake, the gentleman accompanying me, seems to be a touch nervous, as well. Hopefully, he doesn’t realize how petrified I am.

I’m beginning to believe that this may be his first time, which bodes well for me. Not only is this my first time, but I’m not even a real prostitute. I only know what I’ve seen in the movies.

I spy a small refrigerator at the end of the dresser.

“Would you like a drink?” I ask.

He responds quickly, “yes, please.”

I open the door and pull out two small bottles of Chardonnay. I look for his approval and he nods. I pour two glasses and walk over to him. I hand him his glass and we both sip on the wine. He tries hard not to stare at my breasts, but my low cut dress is making it near impossible. His uneasiness calms my own nerves. Read more »

26 [FM] A day through my life

I’d say half of my clients last less than ten minutes. Usually most of them ask for missionary and occasionally will try to eat me out. My first client fit into that statistic. Quickly cumming inside me while biting into my neck. Once he came he begins the awkward cleaning up routine.

I walk into the bathroom and begin my cleanup process. I usually get into the shower and lightly wash myself. I try to get most of the cum washed from my vagina since not all clients find it sexy and welcoming.

Sometimes clients will request for me to not clean up but it does mean having to walk around drenched in old cum. After washing up and being paid I headed to my second client. Honestly this guy is one of my favorite clients and a regular. He is a carpenter and electrician so he always builds these awesome sex toys and contraptions.

I arrived to his house and we walk to his backyard shop. He usually has whatever new device he wants to try out just waiting and there it was. It looked like a medieval rack. I remember seeing them in my high school text books. It had two metal arms on the sides and straps. He grabbed me by my hand and led me closer until he just pulled my dress over my head. Read more »