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You were already displeased, I now realize. From the text.
You: cunt
Me: Yes, Sir.
You: That was 2 minutes late.
Me: I’m sorry.
You: Is three minutes not long enough to reply to your Sir? Do you have important slut things to do?
Me: It’s long enough, Sir. I don’t know why I didn’t respond sooner.
You: You don’t know why. I want you dressed when I get home. We’re going out.
Me: Yes. Thank you, Sir.
Up to this point Carmin and I had had a very traditional Dom/sub relationship that was primarily focused around sadism. Our standard routine was to meet weekly, in a hotel somewhere in Manhattan, scene for three to four hours and then spend the rest of the night together relaxing, talking, watching trash TV, having sex and sleeping. We had met at the end of 2015 and had been doing this for about four months when I got this text from her;
“I want you to rape me.” It read.
When we first met, in that initial flood of online conversation that helped us figure one another out and build a basic trust we had talked about role-play. We both had experience with it, with other partners and enjoyed it. That was months ago though and it hadn’t come up again until now.
“I’m listening.” was my reply
A few minutes later she replied with this.
“I want to create characters for us. Backstories about why they are where they are. I want my character to be completely innocent and unprepared for what you want. I want her to get hurt emotionally and physically. I want you to hurt her.”
Hi,
First of all, let me just tell you English is not my first language, so i’ll probably write a few mistakes.
I’m from a small city, and when I went to university I moved to a big city. Luckily (or not), I moved to the same city as my high school girlfriend.
Because we were very young, we decided not to move in together. Needless to say, one year later we broke up, it was not a dramatic break up, we just had different lives and objectives.
A couple of months later, I was working part-time at a clothe store in a big shopping, and become best friend with a gorgeous girl I’ll call Ana.
Ana was beautiful, 5’3″, blonde with great tits (not huge, but perfect to her body), and a smile to die for. Of course I knew the moment I met her that she was way over my league.
I’m not ugly, I’m just a regular guy, and this is a 10/10 girl.
# One
We fuck without a condom, but she asks me not to come inside her. I am inside her until the last moment before I come. When I pull out she whimpers frustration. I spill over her stomach and breasts. For a moment I can feel my orgasm extending beyond my body, over her skin, as though the pleasure is a living part of me. As though my come can feel her skin, her skin my come. As though we are both one person.
# Two
She moans and begs for me to come, and when I do the first hot strong burst of it hits her neck. She clutches my cock. Squeezes it. Her whole body shudders convulsively, her eyes shut, her head thrown back. The trembling continues until I am spent, my orgasm painted over her skin in a long, drooling veil.
# Three
I feel myself tip off the edge of something and I move to pull out of her. She holds me, tight, her legs locked around my hips, her mouth on mine. We struggle for a moment before she relents and I pull out of her, already coming. I intended to finish on her stomach, but instead I spill onto her cunt. She puts a hand there. Fingers slick with my come slip easily inside of her.
For context, my ex was pretty selfish in bed. Having sex with him was painful for a very long time after I gave birth, to the point that I literally did not have sex when I wanted to because I knew it was going to hurt and I didn’t have time to deal with it. It was basically four years of me laying down and trying not to cry while he fucked me.
Flash forward. He and I broke up. I’m free to fuck whoever I want. I chose to fuck an inexperienced 30-something because I was afraid of catching something (STDs are the worst), and as it turns out, it’s probably the best sex I’ve ever had with a guy, hands down.
You wouldn’t think he’d be so fucking good. He’s balding, wears glasses, kind of timid looking, kind of repressed. And tbh, I know he and I aren’t going to get together romantically because we’re incompatible on a number of levels (I’m a bisexual Neopagan, he’s a Christian whose mother would absolutely hate me). But when the clothes come off and he’s ready for it… He doesn’t become a different person, so to speak, but he is really good at making his meek nature work for him.
So, My boyfriend and I went on a trip out of state. It was 4 flights, two main and two connections. I was so excited because I had never flown before and I knew of the “mile high club” We talked about it a little bit but I didn’t think it would happen. Well I was kind of wrong.
The first two flights were uneventful besides the views and turbulence. We got to our hotel and that’s we’re all the fun began. The view from our room was gorgeous, it over looked the pool and the city was in the back ground. I was telling my boyfriend to come look at it as he was putting our bags down and before I knew it my pants were being pulled off and I was being bent over infront of the window for everyone to see. It was exhilarating. He pulled my hair and my back arched pressing my boobs against the window. We moved from the window, to a glass table, then to the bed where he flipped me over on my back. I wrapped my legs around him and got on top then rocked my hips while he gripped my thighs until we both came. The rest of the mini vacation was filled with great sex and risky flashing.
So it’s my first time recounting something like this in this detail, but I figured I’ve got too many ridiculous stories and I should share them. Any and all feedback is appreciated.
Anyway this story requires a small amount of explanation so I’ll get that out of the way first! My name is Michael, I work two jobs, I manage a bottle shop most days and on my days off I do a bit of house painting. I’m (relatively) happily in a relationship of 3 years with a gorgeous girl called Alison. My father owns the painting business and just sends me to do odds and ends, essentially the shitty little jobs he doesn’t want.
We have a recurring client, an absolute MILF by the name of Rebecca. Rebecca is the epitome of “ageing gracefully”, 48 years old and about 5’11”. She has shoulder length blonde hair, she’s super fit, tight looking ass that she seems to always accentuate by wearing the tightest yoga pants she can find. She has a great personality to match, a great sense of humour and totally down to earth.
This happened a few years ago.
This is the first time i lay a story like this to “paper” so i hope you will give me a bit of leniency :D
It is a bit of a long build-up, but i need to paint the entire picture.
A little bit of a background story – i was 32 back then, 6ft, a bit athletic, long hair and a goatee that i kept in check; i had broken up with my long time girlfriend about a year before, she was the love of my life and we had been together for 8 years. Most of those years were great, we grew together, we went through hardship and supported each-other
every step of the way. Along that way though, little things have started to pile up, lack of communication … etc etc.. it got to the point where neither one of us was happy anymore and we decided that it was better to go our separate ways than to have it end on its own in an ugly way later.
We broke up, i moved out and i took it hard. The first 6 months of that are a blur. Just going through the motions.
**Preface**
We’re a young couple, early 30s, from germany (sorry for mistakes) and we’re in the swinger lifestyle since june 2017. Because we love this subreddit we want to give you some stories of our new life.
I’m (lets say) Calvin and 30 years old. I’m about 5’10’ and i would say well “defined” with brown hair and blue eyes. Not ugly but also not “super” attractive. Maybe a little above average looking.
On the other hand is my gf lets call her “Maria”. She is awesome.
She is a small girl with 5’2′ but not skinny. She has awesome Double DD tits and a nice ass. Her face is beautiful with a petite nose. I’ll probably post some pics (see post history).
Our sexlife is good but after 10 years together we wanted to try something new. Therefore we visited a few swinger clubs and explored the scene. The entrance to a new world and completed different life.
We are totally happy with everything that happened since then and want to tell you about our best memories.
**The Story**
Zoey was a massive pain in the ass of a fuck buddy. She was drama. Her face and style was “eh”. She smoked which I hated. She was young and immature. She was also an ex employee from a company I had just left. The industry I was in was small so I didn’t want folks thinking I was sleeping with her (and they would assume it was happening when she worked for me). So we were very discreet and it was kind of risky for my professional career.
However she also had a fucking amazing 22 year old body with big tits that were beyond what her tiny frame should support.
She also just loved fucking. When she came over I knew that once I got over the annoying parts I got a good 3 or 4 rounds of fucking this hot piece of ass.
You can read my first story on her here:
[Zoey takes me bareback](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bld8fe/fucking_and_cumming_in_my_young_employee_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)
This takes place maybe a few months after that first time. We would hook up every other week or so. Each time I would regret it the next morning. Literally would fuck her a couple times in morning and make any excuse possible to move on with the day without her.