Beauty and the Beast [MF] [Fantasy] [Anthro] [Consensual]

There were no kings in the southern jungles, but Lord Admiral Yumi Trafammer was as close as it got. He had an army, an estate tucked away in the mountains, and a fleet that demanded taxes. Yumi couldn’t influence Bayreach, but he could strangle the jungle around it. He could strangle the ocean. They called him a tyrant and the Piranha of the South Seas.

Dvini hated his guts, and it took a lot to make him hate.

If Yumi was king, then Dvini was the duke, and the only reason he wasn’t squashed under Yumi’s boots was because of how close he stayed to Bayreach. Now that he was expanding, Yumi was a problem again. Dvini was flanked on either side by a pair of swashbuckling guards who walked with misplaced arrogance and chattered to themselves.

Yumi’s palace was constructed out of wood and clay, an ugly thing with more than two dozen rooms and a wide tropical garden. They walked past curved palm trees and squat slaves toiling away at the soil. They glanced up at Dvini as he passed, fear in their eyes. They weren’t his, but they’d heard their own stories about the Licani slaver who cut his competition to ribbons. Dvini didn’t pay attention to them.

A day in the Life of a slave [MFM]

The slave’s alarm goes off a 7 am. He awakes to find the golden nectar reservoir about half full. He remembers having to take a piss at about 3 am. He is not allowed to go to the bathroom after bedtime. He must use the golden nectar reservoir that is attached to his bedside. However, he realizes that he did not fill that much nectar into it. So he knows that sometime in the night either Master or Mistress must have come in and used it too. This happens most nights anyway so he is used to it. Of course one of the house rules is “Each morning when Master or Mistress checks on the slave the reservoir must be empty. And the only way the slave can empty it is of course to drink it. Sometimes if Mistress is in a really devious mood she will send the slave to bed after drinking a large glass of water. Or both Master and Mistress will make a point of using it before each goes to bed. Master and Mistress keep telling the slave they are going to build a wooden toilet box that the slaves head would it in and a clear bowl would reduce down to a funnel that would go into the slave’s mouth.

[MFM] Disney with my Girlfriend

Recently my girlfriend and I had taken a trip to Disney that ended in a big surprise for both of us. This is a wife sharing story for those who want to know before we get started.

To start for those of you that are familiar with Disney we had stayed at Disney’s fort wilderness camp grounds and had rented out an rv.
For those of you that aren’t familiar the campground itself is big and is broken into a bunch of sites in cul-de-sec areas where one can park their RV with its own privacy secluded by trees and forest. Arriving we set up and had a young family next to our campsite who seemed to have already been here for some time. They were about early to mid 40’s with a son in his early teens. We’ll call them the Smiths for this story.

The wife , Mrs. Smith, to say the least was a milf but very conservative and which was weird considering her body. Her personality was quite the soccer mom stereotype . Mr. Smith, on the other hand was also the soccer dad. Mr. Smith was a good looking man himself with a strong but funny personality and way more open than his wife very daddish with the coney ness if that makes any sense.

Forbidden encounters with a niece, lust is dangerous [MF]

Depressed and unhappy, my life has become a monotonous routine of job hunts and long walks. I avoid everyone as life is just not working for me at the moment. My cousin (aunt’s daughter) comes to my city to study, and I’ve to help her out. Frustrated, yet looking forward to a familiar face, I clean up my place for the cousin to stay the night.
Bored while waiting, I take out ,y phone.
The doorbell rings, and I hurriedly close the tab in my phone showing the video “Brother wakes sister with his schlong”, push my swollen penis back into my pants, and open the door.

**fuuuck**

I [F] often suck my boyfriend’s [M] cock before leaving for work. [FM]

Almost every morning that we’re together, just before I leave for work, I like to deep throat his magnificent, veiny cock.

I love the way it tastes, the way it feels in my mouth. I love the feel of it going down my throat. I love worshiping the head with my tongue. I love the guttural moan that he emits when I stab the tip of my tongue into it’s slit. I love feeling like his whore, his cum dumpster, while in my work clothes. I love looking up into his eyes as I’m on my knees serving him and seeing the naked lust in them. And I love it when he releases his thick cum down my throat.

He doesn’t seem to mind either.

Morning fellatio is one of our bonding rituals.

Teasing my boy[f]riend’s nerdy roo[m]mate gets me pounded

When I was 18 I was dating a college senior, *Jordan*. He lived in a student apartment with three other guys. The college was a big party school and there were always parties at the apartments. I spent my weekends with him. One of his roommates was rarely home. The other two were home and we did occasionally play cards, watch movies, play video games, drink, etc together. One of the guys was a tall, self-conscious nerdy type fellow, *Noah*. Noah was very socially awkward and I’m pretty sure he had never had a girlfriend. In the beginning I wasn’t fond of Noah and hated being alone in the apartment with him while my boyfriend was at work. He was constantly watching every move I made. If I went to the kitchen in the middle of the night Noah would come out of his room and just hang out in the living room obviously trying to find some piddly excuse to be out there. Jordan found it amusing and since Noah was basically harmless he wasn’t bothered by it.

Bounty Hunter’s Day Job – Chapter 6 – Healing (HJ)

Planet – I hope Tosil.

I woke up and the first thing that came to thought was that I wish I had never woken up. Shame clouded my every breath, but it was not the self-contempt that smelled bad. That was the smell of bleach that seemed to saturate all four of the walls like a layer of armor that made your nostrils burn and while it irritated every other thought.
Bleach. Hospital. Injury. Avoidable injury.

I didn’t watch both of my targets. Working solo meant watching both of them would have been a challenge, but I let my guard down. The girl had shot me, not the guy. Her earlier looks of terror at my presence had softened my alertness. As I took my first few breaths, the pain still residing within my body told me it was a near-fatal mistake.

[MFF] A Rather Kinky Threesome: part 2

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bm25wf/mff_a_rather_kinky_threesome_part_1/)

I ended the first part on a bit of a cliffhanger, with Liz tied up and blindfolded, her body a sweaty, shaking mess and her mind thoroughly broken.

Which is exactly how I enjoy my toys.

I began untying Liz’s restraints as Heather settled in to one side of the bed, took a hit of our THC vape, and started lightly touching herself. She was clearly getting ready for a show. For my part, when I was done untying her, I picked up Liz’s unresisting body and manipulated her into the position I wanted her: hanging bent over off the edge of our bed, face down.

I took a moment to admire the scene in front of me: my gorgeous girlfriend smiling a bit as she gently played with her own clit, and a broken little slut laying face down on my bed, not even bothering to try to support herself. I smiled and smacked Liz’s ass as hard as I could. She let out a muffled whimper into the mattress, but otherwise didn’t make a move to protest.

Good.

[MFM] Meeting two guys from Reddit – My slutty side comes out

I’ve posted on Gonewildstories before and most times I don’t feel like I belong here. I spend most of my life working or hanging with friends or at the gym trying to be the perfect friend, daughter, employee and to live up to my innocent girl next door looks. You’d see me out in public, at a restaurant, Starbucks, a party or biking, at the gym or at the beach and you’d never guess my occasional naughty secrets. It’s funny but even as my 25 year old 5’2” 103 lb frame is being held down, fucked or used I’ve been told I still look like the innocent girl next door.

I am not easy or a true slut who will say yes to anyone or any situation. I’m quite the opposite and say no more often than not for many reasons. But there are times if the situation or feeling hits or a guy or guys say or do just the right thing I might submit to my deep down desires. Maybe I’m following in my sister’s footsteps who did some porn videos or explored some of the same desires I now feel. Maybe it’s daddy issues. Maybe it’s just genetics or a primal need to be used or to breed. Is it something we all feel or am I different? I don’t know.

The single mom – Part 1

It was an early Saturday morning and I could count the number of people in my gym on one hand…the usual faces. There was the old couple who went straight to the pool, the buffed up middle aged guy who hovered around the weights and the teenager who hit the machines hard and fast. I stepped onto the treadmill, plugged my earphones in and started my routine.

She stepped onto the treadmill two down from me and began a brisk walk programme.

We both then caught one another reflected in the mirror and turned to face each other at the exact same time locking eyes for the briefest of moments before snapping away with a childish embarrassment

After a quick shower and change and I decide a coffee is in order. I sit down in the bar area

She is at the bar getting a coffee with her back to me but that blonde hair is unmistakable. She turns around, coffee in hand and our eyes lock once again. Shit, shit, shit…she is coming over! “Mind if I join you?” she says. “Please” I squeak.