Leanna’s got a big ole butt [MF] NSFW

So I am out of town on a business trip on a city adjacent to Leanna’s. After a long day I decided I wanted to see some skin. So I found a local strip club.

I had not talked to leanna for a few weeks she was having trouble at home and I didn’t want to add to it. So here I am watching these women but my mind kept wandering to her. So I sacked up and shot a text.

Me: hey there

She responded

Leanna: hey yourself

We went back and forth for a while and I finally told her where I was.

Leanna: when did you get here

Me: today

Leanna: stay there…..?

About an hour later she showed up. Wearing a long red slip type dress. Leanna is thicc. This woman is made of curves. She is looking around and finally finds me in a corner. She strolled over, I stand and hug her. As we broke our embrace I let my hand slide down her side she was wearing stockings. Read more »

Revenge of the Living Pussy Chapter 2

Lizzie awoke the next morning and despite the events from the night before she was not sore. In fact, she was dressed in the pink tank top and black shorts just like the night before and everything in her room appeared to be in order.

“Could it all have just been a really fucked up dream?” Lizzie asked herself.

She slowly sat up in bed and pulled down both her shorts and panties to examine her rogue sex organ.

“Hey, are you there?” She said while lightly poking her vagina.

“Okay, Lizzie snap out of it. You just had a really vivid and fucked up dream. That’s it. There are no such things as fairies, magic, or especially talking vaginas. I wonder what the hell possessed me to dream such a thing though.” Lizzie took a deep breath, pulled her shorts and panties back up and got out of bed.

She walked inside her bathroom and sat down to pee when she felt something rather odd. Her vaginal lips seemed to clinch themselves when she sat down on the cold toilet seat. Nothing else seemed to happen so she shrugged it off and continued relieving herself. She got up from the toilet and caught herself in the mirror, noticing that her breasts looked a little bigger. Read more »

My girlfriend [F] and I [F], fuck my flatmate [M] while my BF [M] watches (Threesome)

Before anyone judges me for my actions… know I am in an open relationship. [Please read this quick post about me, Sasha,](https://www.reddit.com/user/Sasha_Flower/comments/bh6g7n/everything_you_need_to_know_about_me_sasha/) before reading the story below.

One of my best friends, Bethany, whom I’ve had many many threesome’s and make out sessions with over the years was flying into Hawaii for a week and was staying with us for the weekend. The last time she visited, we had a bunch of extremely hot threesomes with my bf and later my bf’s best friend. She even went down on me after my bf came inside me and drove me to an orgasm which was one of the hottest experiences of my life. Nevertheless, I was excited she was visiting, and so was my BF.

She ended up visiting early Friday afternoon, which was perfect because I was home from noon. We ended up chatting for hours catching up. Went for a walk on the beach came back and shared a bottle of wine. By the end of the afternoon we were pretty tipsy and extremely flirty. She complemented my lips at a point and before you knew it we were making out. I was anxiously waiting for my BF to get home and see his reaction when we both attack him. Read more »

[MF] The Nude Model. I Played the Long Game.

This is a long one so buckle up.

I’m an average looking brown dude which means that I’m about a 4, but I’m tall so I’m more like 6, unless I’m talking to a racist in which case my number never gets above -1. But I’m confident and funny so once I get into a conversation with a girl I can get my number up to 8.5 if I have enough time. If I have enough time, I can get my number up to an 8.5. I bring this up because I have some good looking guy friends and I’ve watched girls in bars literally make out with them without ever exchanging a word. This never happens to me. I have to talk my way into pussy which is what this story is about. It’s about the long game.

I get no swipes on tinder. Zero. Brown guys are invisible to pretty white girls. But like my immigrant brethren before me, I persisted in this unfamiliar land and I managed to find a way. I learned to flirt by watching Craig Ferguson clips on Youtube. I was always good at getting laughs from girls but not “sexy guy” laughs, more like “goofy guy” laughs. When you’re goofy, it’s hard not to be goofy. I’m not sure why but watching Craig Ferguson clips taught me how to be sexy-funny instead of goofy-funny. It sounds crazy but if it were not for Craig Ferguson I might still be a virgin to this day. That’s my backstory Read more »

Yours And Mine. [MF] [vanilla] [First Person]

I push myself away from you just enough to look down at your face. The feel of your lips still clings to mine. I run my tongue over them, savoring the taste. I slide my soft hands up your exposed chest and over your shoulders. I curl my fingers in your hair; it feels like silk against my lithe fingers. I smile at the wistful look on your face as your fingers grasp desperately at the skirt of my dress, exposing a few more inches of creamy skin. I can see the *want to* in your eyes. I know just how much you want to touch me; lay me down and taste my love. Any other night, I would let you. I would surrender to your charm, be yours until morning. But not tonight. Tonight, my pleasure can only be found in yours, and I will not be denied. Read more »

[MF] discovering my cute classmate’s wild side, Part 2

Note: this is a continuation of a previous story about how I hooked up with the cute girl from my Greek Mythology class behind her boyfriends back. Here is the [link ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/c0b3fv/mf_discovering_my_cute_classmates_wild_side/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app) to that story.

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The next time Kristin and I had class together, she acted really weird. Not only did she choose to not sit next to me, she acted like she didn’t know me at all. I sent her a text after class.

“Hey, everything okay?”

A while later, she responded.

“Yeah…I just feel bad about what we did. My bf is a really good guy. What we did was a mistake, I’m sorry…”

I was worried that this might happen, but I also didn’t want to come off like an asshole.

“It’s okay…I understand.”

I was obviously disappointed. I mean, what we did was definitely one of the hottest experiences of my life. But this was college after all, and there were plenty of other fish in the sea. Kristin and I managed to end our class together on decent terms, and I moved on. Read more »

The Forallian Chronicles – “The Fall of Adonia.”

So, everything I’ve written so far has been stories from my own life, and I wanted to challenge myself to see if I could make up a story too. I hope you guys like it! It’s long, but don’t worry, there’s some sexy-time as a reward at the end ;)

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“The king is dead!” I shout above the din. The walls shake with the continued barrage of the distant trebuchets. “Princess! Listen to me. We have to go. NOW.”

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Princess Seraphina stares with vapid eyes at the chaos surrounding her. The dead men at her feet. Dead by my hand.

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I had trained with these men, dined with them. Trusted them. And, at the end, when hope was lost, they turned their swords on the King they served, and would have done the same to the princess had I not intervened.

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I shake the thought from my head. Now is not the time to grieve. Princess Seraphina is now the last of her line. Now is the time to run.

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Andrew Breaks the Codes: Chapter 3 Tempting Tenisha [MF] [Str8]

[Links to other Chapters in the first comment.]

Andrew was sketching out ideas for some experiments when he got an alert. It was time to get into position for the Black Students Caucus. He threw his things together and headed to the mezzanine to find a good vantage point.

When Andrew settled at a table near the railing he could see students moving about below on the main floor of the Union. He saw one of the organizers of the event setting up and was relieved to see the event was indeed a stand up thing. That was important to him because he wanted to study black girl’s asses. He had always been intrigued by the deep and round shape of black butts and was hoping to compare the codes of several while their owners were all thinking about the same thing. The caucus should be a great opportunity to do that.

While he waited he watched for candidates for his sculpting experiments. He wanted to be careful and make small changes because he had caused some unfortunate side effects by being impatient. He would never forget the screams of that girl. Read more »

[F] Inside the female mind.

I lay in bed on a rainy Friday morning. Too tired to get up just yet, the fog of sleep still hanging in the air. I sense that I’ve been dreaming of forbidden pleasures but can’t quite remember them.. They’re just out of my grasp, slipping through my fingers with each passing moment. I’m wearing only a pink cotton t-shirt and white lace panties, which cover me just barely, pale white skin and a flutter of pink peeking through the intricate lace pattern.

I look down beneath the soft blankets and see that my nipples are pointy, I slip a hand up my shirt and pinch it gently. It is sensitive and hard to the touch. I play with it a little, putting a finger to my mouth and sucking, using the moisture to tease my nipple and areola further. I slowly follow a pre-determined and often travelled trail down the gentle slope of my tummy, until I get to the waistband if my underwear. I rest there for a moment before sliding the garment off and gently dropping it to the floor. Read more »

[MF] My wife calls me ‘daddy’ and takes me from ass-to-mouth multiple times

For a good part of yesterday my wife and I were sending each other flirty, and later dirty, text messages to signal that last night was a night to bust the dam (we’ve been in a rut) and get back to our sexual good place. When I got home yesterday evening, before we took our daughter to swimming, my wife and I played a little grab-ass and made out in the kitchen some. I asked her if I could put a butt plug in for her, before we left for swimming. She told me “no” (for fear that she’ll end up uncomfortable in public with no good way to resolve it), which I didn’t let deflate my excitement. We held hands on the way to swimming, and were each doing what we could to not get back to resentful communication (or lack thereof) Read more »