I’m looking for someone who can write me a NSFW story that I have all the details of characters and what I want. The only thing is. I don’t want to write it. Im not looking for some obscene word count and I’ll be okay with any tweaks you make to the characters and story. It deals with Femdom and A Bisexual threesome. So hopefully you can enjoy that. If this isn’t the place to be asking for commissions. Where is? Where can I find a good place for that
How that one time getting caught shaped my sexual kinks for the rest of my life [MF]
Just discovered this sub and thought I’d share one of my first sexual encounters. When I was young, I travelled a lot due to my dad’s work so we’d often spent time away and would often stay at friends places when we’d go and visit. They’d almost be like extended family in a way and we are all very close.
It was the start of lots of my kinks… the receiving instructions, the cuming on clothes, clothed sex, seeing women masturbate or thinking of women potentially masturbating have become massive massive turn ons so if this does, I’d love to hear about it (as a comment or in my inbox)
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My parents friend, back then, was in her early 40’s typical cougar kind. She would always love ‘hanging’ over my shoulder to look what I was up to, not hesitating to push her breasts up against me or you know gently rubbing my back whenever we went there. At 18, I had had a girlfriend or two and no longer a virgin, which she knew about and well at 18 you got the hormones rushing.
[story proposal] Masturbation Conference in New York 2020
Masturbation Conference in New York 2020
Hello, I have a new project in the works! Well, it is not really a conference but a fantasy story about the conference.
I want to make a webpage & poster for this “masturbation conference”
I need ideas to make it look as real as possible.
What topics would speakers present? What companies would sponsor it? What events would happen at the conference?
I have some naughty ideas and will write up a story tomorrow about this topic. Let me know any ideas…
My [F]irst Handjob! [MF]
Okay yes, I’m a little behind sexually. For the past few years I’ve been dealing with my mental health and there just wasn’t any time for messing around with teenage boys. But I’m mentally fucking fantastic now and it’s my time to shine. I apologise if there is too much detail, it’s my first time writing here and I just wanted to document this wonderful experience.
I started going to a gym near me, but i stopped after three sessions because I just didn’t have the money for it. I saw a guy there, a personal trainer, and I recognised him. We went to the same secondary school a few years back, he’s a couple of years older though.
We talked for a couple of weeks, he sent me a video of him cumming but i never thought I’d have the balls to meet him. This man is beautiful in every way, he can’t be taller than 5’6 but my god his body is so big and strong. I’m a little chubby, quite curvy and 5’3 so I never saw a chance. But the one time he was free (he’s ALWAYS busy) he asked to meet (yesterday). After a few hours of panicking about my insecurities I said okay. He picked me up and drove horrifically to his flat. I say horrifically because this guy rarely puts his hands on the wheel.
The Quiet Stud [MF] [Oral]
“What’s with that guy in the corner?”
“I don’t know. He’s been working here for years and he’s barely said a word.”
“I’m not sure what to make of him. Word is he’s a bit of a recluse.”
“I hear he has issues…as in, issues that require medication, therapy, and a social worker.”
“I hear he’s just plain fucking weird.”
Hellen Hyland snickered to herself as she heard that all-too-familiar conversation unfold. The company had just had its biweekly meeting. As the young paralegal tasked with handing the boring paperwork, she knew how to fade into the background while the overpaid, overdressed executives discussed the business of the day. However, it was often after the meeting ended that the more interesting conversations emerged.
A frequent subject of those conversations was Terry Rhinehart, the overly quiet man in the neatly-pressed suits who rarely said a word. He rarely had to, for the most part. He was an accountant with the finance department. Much of his day centered around staring at spreadsheets, crunching numbers, and balancing the books. By all accounts, he did that job very well. In fact, Terry might have been the only employee that the director hadn’t yelled at all year.
My [F]irst public blowjob [FM]
Since people liked my story of my first [encounter](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bke4zl/my_first_time_with_a_guy_from_bumble_fm/) with Mike, I figured I’d tell you all about our third date.
Just to recap, we met on Bumble. Our first date was drinks and makeouts. Our second date was more distinctly fun. He was 23, I was 26, and we sort of recently stopped seeing each other, but it wasn’t acrimonious. He’s just finishing school and moving and we weren’t really dating so it worked out that way.
After we hooked up, Mike was on my mind for the rest of the weekend and the beginning of the week. I mean it sincerely when I say I usually never cum with someone else and I don’t remember ever cumming that hard before. I don’t know what spots he was hitting but I felt everything deep in my chest when I came. It was guttural.
I also am never that slutty, period. Like I said, I *always* use condoms, so I don’t know what I was thinking when I had sex with Mike without one. I also never have had someone finish on my face before, but when he pulled out and said he needed my mouth, I grabbed him with both hands and finished him myself on my face. Later that night, he finished inside of me which I only let one other guy do and we had been dating long term. Like I said, it was very out of character for me.
An awkward situation [MM]
**What you should know -** So I have been pretty close with this guy Robert who seduced me from being straight to bi. I found him on Reddit. We even had a group sex with his friends , with everyone on top of me , because he wanted to. We are not exactly in a relationship but lets just say that his cock lies in my mouth every morning.
*The beginning*
Risking [M]y Second Craigslist Encounter [F] (Pt 2)
I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, not gym clothes.
As last time, I was still cautious. When approaching her apartment complex, I still circled the block a couple of times, making sure I wasn’t being followed, making sure I wasn’t driving into a trap. Yeah, a little paranoid, but I was new at this. We’ve all seen episodes where the bad guys went to great lengths to con someone.
How did I know this wasn’t an elaborate ploy of someone for some sadistic fun and games? You don’t think screenwriters make that stuff up out thin air, do you?
After parking, again, at the far end of the apartment complex, so that my car was less likely to be associated with her, I messaged her, telling her I was a minute from the front door. And despite my angst, reduced as it was, I was already aroused. I adjusted myself so that my cock was pointing up, not bent over as it tends to get when I’m seated, like in my car.
The Witch’s Apprentice (Part 3) [Magic] [MF] [Femdom] [Masturbation] [Handjob] [Loving] [Fantasy]
((For those who missed it, here is [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bpqrk6/the_witchs_apprentice_part_1_magic_ffm_femdom/) and [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bprqmh/the_witchs_apprentice_part_2_femdom_fantasy_magic/)))
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**The Witch’s Apprentice**
**Part 3**
Despite everything that had happened, Markov went to bed that night filled, not with anxiety, but excitement. Cipher had always had a way of doing that to her, turning her apprehension into curiosity. Perhaps she had been a fool to hold that aspect of herself at arm’s length. She encouraged and nurtured the lives and loves and passions of her clients, but she had carefully buried her own. Messera Cynthia would have scolded her.
The incubus’ charm meant that she slept well and deep, with sweetly erotic dreams, and she woke in a light mood with the sun. Gaavi was nowhere to be seen, but that didn’t surprise her. Normally he would be up before her, cleaning and doing any preparatory work that needed doing and then making her coffee and breakfast, but after last night, she guessed that he would be hiding, dreading seeing her face to face. She would have to move gently, she realised, as she brewed the coffee herself and took two cups to his door.
Softly, she knocked.
[F]ingered under [M]oonlight with a view
The weather was humid and warm even though the sun had gone down hours ago. My skin still seemed warmer than usual, as though traces of sunlight were dancing below the hairs on my arms. I was sitting on top of a rooftop terrace cuddled against a man I had known for less than 12 hours and met in the lobby of my hotel earlier that day.
I could hear his heart beating loud and steadily barely concealed under the sound of his breathing that was also a little too fast for someone supposed to be lounging. I smiled a little to myself figuring he must be a little bit on edge. We talked about nothing in particular, I spoke subtly slow and quiet so that when he would lean closer to hear, I could savour the mixture of his warm breath and stubble against my neck.
I played this game for some time, every once in awhile earning a soft kiss against my neck.