Two Minutes, Part 2 [BDSM] [Mdom] [fsub] [humiliation] [abuse] [punishment] [crop] [being a hole] [pain] [2 of 3]

Tap, tap, tapping with the crop. I try to think. The crop distracts me, kissing my skin, asserting its access, pinning me down. And you are there, driving everything. This will go exactly as you want it to go. You, your choice, your hands. Bare for you in every way, I savor this anticipation more than I should, its intoxicating mix of fear and desire. The familiar thought flashes through my mind before I can block it: *Addict.*

You haven’t asked a question, so I keep quiet. Focusing on my position, I square my shoulders to support me, my hands flat on the seat of the chair. I press my ass out for you, and check that my feet, in these heels you like, are slightly more than shoulder-width apart to expose the holes, to open the cunt. I keep my back straight and strong, except a small sway at my waist. Offering myself to you, as always, and trying to be pleasing to your eyes, and your cock — worthy property.

I had felt cold at first, my skin and lips open to the air, but I never remain so. You want to see me pink and red. Nice and warm for you.

Getting fingered [19 F] on the balcony by my hostelmate [29M] [MF]

Around this time last year, I was 19, freshly broken up with, and decided to heal my heartache by heading to Spain for a week. I was meeting up with friends I met the year before on study abroad in the UK, but I’m fiercely independent and the idea of sharing a single-room Airbnb with three friends and one key didn’t appeal to me. So I got the cheapest option in a decent hostel, a bunk in an 8-person room.

I check into my room around 10pm, and no one even really raised their head to look at me, except for this one guy who was kinda cute. We nod and I turn around to start unpacking my things. I was wearing a casual hoodie and short black skirt that showed off my long legs, and I could feel his eyes on me.

Sharing my wife with her hung fwb [MFM]

Backstory: My wife Jess(29) is a 5’6 brunette with a perfectly shaped ass and nicely proportionate B cups (with a great personality of course). I’m 30, 5’8 with blond hair, blue eyes and a pretty average penis (a bonus when it came to anal). We’re both quite active so we’re fairly slim too. One night we invited Jess’ fwb Kyle over for a threesome. Kyle(22) is 6’1, well-muscled and has a thick 8 inch cock – watching my wife being fucked by a huge cock has always been a huge turn on for me.

**Story: Jess and I had a pretty normal evening apart from her having some wine to get in the mood for the night. When Kyle came over, we had a round of drinks together before heading to the bedroom.

At Jess’s instruction, Kyle sat down on the bed and watched she slowly stripped in front of him. She slid of her tank top and then her shorts revealing black, lacy lingerie. Watching from behind, I had a great view of her swaying her hips seductively. She undid her bra and slowly bent over, sticking her ass up she took off her panties.

Cards Against [M]y Humanity

I had been dating my girlfriend for a few months. Nic was less experienced than me and enamored by our sexual life. This was the first time she was with a man who gave her the space to explore her sexuality. This excited her and I came to find out she bragged to her friends a lot about our sex life and my size.

One night her phone went off. I saw her screen light up and reached to grab the phone and bring it to her in the kitchen. With her hands still wet from doing the dishes she asked me to read the text to her. I obliged. It was a text from her best friend Sacha. Sacha asked how “Mr. Anana” was doing. I laughed and told her that was an odd name, one I hadn’t heard before. She smirked at me and said that’s because they made the name up. I was confused. She shut off the water, dried her hands and turned to lean against the sink while talking to me. Nic said that the last time her and Sacha were together she was telling her about our sex life. She described our chemistry and connectedness. The night before the conversation with Sacha we fucked on the floor in her living room, where we both came together at the same time. That hadn’t happened to her before. Eventually her conversation with Sacha turned to my size and Sacha was unsatisfied with Nic’s description of me as “hung.” Sacha wanted a visual aid and grabbed a newly-ripe banana on her counter. Nic said Sacha asked her how much smaller was I compared to the banana. She shook her head and laughed saying that she’d need a few more *anas* to approximate the size (a play on the end of the word banana, like “banan*ananan*a”.) I just shook my head and laughed. I went back to the room.

Big Daddy John and Sarah the Lilliputian.

We know John has a bit of the “taste” for alcohol. You could say he drinks because he’s had a hard life—yada, yada and yada—and that his once wife, Sarah’s mom, fucked a million guys behind his back, yada, yada, yada, but John just loves to quell his ever rampant running mind and look at a fancy colorful world that only exists in Hollywood. So he drinks.

John woke up tied to his bed and to the sound of his sweet little Sarah sucking on his penis. She was on her knees between his quite restrained and quite spread legs. She had her “Little Mermaid” nightgown on and he was tied all willy-nilly with odd bits of rope and string and a silk robe belt from a Hello Kitty bath robe pajama set he bought many years ago. It looked like the work of the Lilliputians of Gulliver’s Travels fame except for the pair of dirty panties with their cunt stained cotton panel out, on his face. “Sarah!” he grumbled. “Good morning Daddy!” she countered and she put her mouth back to sucking on his penis and her hand back to fingering herself. “Sarah!” He said with more depth.

Role Play to Reality (3) – Wake Up !! [FM]

Part Two
https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bnep4i/role_play_to_reality_round_2_fm/

I woke up to Jake talking on the phone. I watched him pace back and forth yammering away to his boss. He looked at me and gave me the “one-minute” finger and went back to pacing. I grabbed my phone and saw a LinkedIn notification. Tim **** from **** Co in CA wants to connect. I accepted his request. When Jake finally got off the phone, he told me that he had a change of plans and was meeting with this “super big” client for lunch and he’d meet me at the airport. He was racing around the room getting dressed and throwing his stuff in his suitcase. He went on to tell me about the meeting and then he told me about the game he watched last night with our alma mater winning in the last minute. I snapped back about him being tired. He said he was tired and didn’t want to deal with my little fantasy bs, so he chilled. He then “told” me it would be great if could take his wheelie to the airport and I responded that he’s a big travelling businessman and if he leaves it in the room, it’s gonna stay in the room. He didn’t even apologize as he walked to the door and told me we can discuss this tonight.

[MF] I Used to Be Greek in College, These Are My Stories — Halloween 2 Years Ago

I’ve always been intrigued by some of the stories I read on here, real or fake. I decided to post some of my college encounters for your reading/fapping pleasure. I have been away from College/Greek system for almost 4 years now, but among my group of friends, my sexcapades keep being brought up.

During my time in College, I was on the shorter side, but I was always muscular and lean — on a club wrestling team so my weight has always been maintained. I was also a shit show which lead to some of my success.

–I included a lot of back story, feel free to scroll down to the sex part–

This story takes takes place about 2 years ago. I graduated from college and was out of the Greek system, however, I got dragged by some of the older guys to a Halloween party. I wasn’t doing anything that night, and didn’t really have a lot planned at work the next day, so I decided to say fuck it and show up for a bit.

[M]y exgf loved to suck cock.

This is a story about the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me.

Little bit of info and backstory.

My ex was a tiny little thing at 5’2 long brown hair always up in a bun. She has brown eyes perky little boobies and a chubby body that I think is dead sexy.

We had an 8 year age gap her being younger. So when we got together she was very inexperienced in the face she had never even kissed a boy before. So when we started to get sexual she made up for the 19 years she had gone without dick. She told me she started exploring herself in her early teens and loved watching porn when she did. She had only used fingers but before we had our first time she told me she used a thick hairbrush just to give herself some practice.
Anyway that’s gives a little insight to this girl.

Can a beast ever really be tamed? [MF, consensual, rough]

He was a kind, caring man and for that she loved him. He tried to be equally gentle as a lover and that she appreciated – but while she appreciated the thought of him trying she enjoyed far, far more the way he failed at it.

He started softly, almost fearfully, caressing her like a brittle glass vase – time a few minutes and his caresses turned more aggressive, his soft breathing heavier – by the time he had gotten her naked – a process that had signed a death sentence for quite a few pieces of lingerie – he was barely able to form a full sentence. His hands now grabbed her more forcefully, his kiss were almost predatory and the very notion of him waiting for her consent to take her sounded risible.

Without as much as a warning he would turn her over, grab her firmly and get inside her with a satisfied animaleque grunt – the only reason why that rough, forceful penetration never hurt was that by then she was always completely drenched. He kept going, the only sound in the room her welping, his growling and the rithmic slapping of skin agains skin.

[F] Bf refused to give me what I needed so I got it from somewhere else [Cheating] [Long]

I’ll start this with a big PSA: Yes, I cheated. Yes, I know how it’s seen in the eyes of the greater majority. Please, if you have any judgements, internalise them and be disgusted to yourself. Moving on…

Back story coming up, skip to “???????????” to get to the main story.

This goes back a couple of years ago when I was going through what I can only describe as a deeply profound sexual awakening. I had established certain kinks and vocalised my desire of them to my long term boyfriend of then, five years. My main desire was to be shared with another man/multiple men and be dominated in various ways.

Anyway my boyfriend was always quite vanilla but knew I had a kinky side. So was good at fucking me hard when push came to shove, he had a great cock- thick, long and bent in that perfect way that it hits a woman’s G spot straight away. I enjoyed the occasional spank on the ass but he was always so poor at that build up, that tension building foreplay that triggered that primal urge to be fucked, hard and wild.