Cold Table [MF][Bondage]

She was laying nude on the metal table he had prepared for her. It was in a cold dim room in a rundown factory in an abandoned old industrial district. The coldness mixed with her nerves and anticipation causing her whole body to tremble. Her wrists and ankles were tied to the legs of the table. Her arms and legs spread wide leaving her exposed and vulnerable. Tape had been placed over her mouth preventing all sounds from her except for a faint muffle and limiting her breathing to only her nose. Her breathing was short, quick and filled with panicked. Her eyes darted around the room trying to understand her new surroundings. Overhead buzzed a bright light. To her left was a closed door and on her right was various machines, toys and tools meant to inflict either pain and pleasure.

 

As she studied the different implements she heard the door creek open and a set of footsteps walking toward her, as the door slammed shut. She wanted to know more about her capture, but she couldn’t yet face him, instead she closed her eyes with terror, but her mind and body still craved being dominated. For years she dreamed of being used and abused, but faced with the reality of her situation, she worried she couldn’t actually handle it.

A casual night of heat: Part I

Illustration: [https://www.instagram.com/p/Bu0rF_-gYRq/](https://www.instagram.com/p/Bu0rF_-gYRq/)

I come to you and take you by the neck, your first reaction is to want to keel down, but I take you against the wall, and then put my other hand behind your head, and kiss you. I am already in control over you, and this is just getting better. I quickly move my lips to your neck, your first reaction will be to want to be still be kissed on your lips, but I am avoiding them. I start sucking on your neck while my hand is still at the back of your head, and my other travels down your back. The more I suck on your neck the more you start to let moans out, your breathing gets heavier, and you start moving your hips towards me. I get one of my legs between yours, so you can start rubbing your pussy against me.

[FF] My first sexual experience with a girl at a cheerleading sleepover – PART 2

Part One: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/aymchn/ff_my_first_sexual_experience_with_a_girl_at_a/

So happy you guys liked my first sexy story, thank you all for your kind words! I wanna start by saying this isn’t at a sleepover, but at a party. Also, I was pretty drunk when this happened so some details are fuzzy, but I did my best to remember as many details as possible. Hope you enjoy!

So after the sleepover fun, things pretty much went back to normal between Sara and I. We still joked around in practice and continued to touch each other and things like that, but we mostly acted like nothing ever happened and carried on as normal.

She was clearly already more experienced sexually than I was, and I knew this not only from our sexy sleepover, but also because us cheerleaders always shared juicy stories.

Sometime after the sleepover, I started seeing this guy casually. Long story short, he was a jerk and kind of broke my heart, but the good news was, I had a lot more experience now as him and I had sex a few times before things ended.

The Bigamist Pt 2 [FF]

Julie
Seventeen months to serve. That’s what he got, seventeen months. Well, it could have been worse. Under Washington State law his marriage to Anna is voided, and I have already filed for divorce. Not sure how it goes in California, but my guess would be property settlement is going to not be favorable to Karl. Really, though, I didn’t care at this point. I was only interested in my affair with Anna. This woman, out of the blue, came into my life under the most incredible circumstances and turned it upside down. It wasn’t planned, it wasn’t pre-arranged, it just happened. And it was great. She had to go home after the trial, and was, I hope, waiting for me in LA.

A number of calls, a couple of emails, some text messages, and a few days later the kids and I were on the plane to LA. Mom and Dad saw us off and I was fearful, hopeful, scared, thrilled. What if she got home and realised that what happened was freakish, not to be repeated. Would she be meeting us at LAX? Or would she not turn up and say nothing? Fuck me! I am sounding like a fucking insecure teenager. Well, OK, that’s what I am right now. I’ve had a few days to cool down and now a three hour flight, five hours all up from home to LAX, and how long it will take for us to connect with Anna then get to her place – if she’s waiting for us at LAX.

Crystal [MF]

This happened about 10 years ago. Still one of my fav sexual encounters.

Crystal sauntered into the studio, looking cheekily seductive. It was 5pm on a friday, the rest of the staff had left for the day and I was the last remaining person at the company apart from her.

We’d been flirting for months. She, the sexy little receptionist and me, the creative guy from upstairs. Crystal was small and petite and she had gorgeous little round breasts. Some days she would arrive at work bra-less and her nipples would stand out against the fabric of her light sun dresses. The guys in the workplace loved it. She loved it too.

I was 6’1′ and solidly built, had a girlfriend at home, but I figured flirting with the office girl wasn’t a big deal.

Crystal was wearing one of her little sun dresses today. As she wandered on into the studio I heard the footsteps and turned on my chair to see Crystal walking slowly towards me with her mischievous smile.

“Hi,”

“Hey”

“Why are you still working? everyone else has gone home…”

Full moon fill up. [FM] (Straight, Werewolf, fantasy)

The radio crackled and buzzed as is started to pick up the signal of the town ahead.The host of the local late night radio station was talking about the news. Something about animal sighting and what people suspect to be a pack of cyotees causing a ruckess around town.

The blonde trucker took some note of it, but wasn’t paying too much attention. With one hand on the wheel she just looked at the road ahead of her. It seemed to go on forever. The empty plains passing her by as she continued on. Passing a road sign she saw there was a gas station ahead and with quick glance down at her gas gauge, Alex decided to stop. She figured she could fill up and find a place to park to get some sleep.

As Alex approached the gas station she could see a tall flickering sign with the station name. Parking next to the pumps Alex got out of her rig and looked up at the sign. “ Full moon fill up… huh, how appropriate..” she looked to the full moon in the sky.

The first time she brought a date home. [FM][MMF]

“I don’t want you getting any ideas while I’m on my date,” Marie said as she threaded the steel cage over my cock. “I know how horny you get, and I don’t trust you when you’re horny. I want to make sure you’re going to be nice and obedient when I get home.”

“I’ll do my best,” I said, wondering what she had planned for her return. Marie had met a new guy on a work trip, and ever since coming back she had been texting him non-stop. I could tell that she was more excited than she usually was for her dates, but I hadn’t been allowed to see any of their messages to know why.

She tightened her grip around my balls, squeezing them against the metal ring that surrounded them. “That’s not what an obedient cuckold would say,” she said, that familiar fire in her eyes.

Hooh boy, I thought. This is going to an interesting night.

“Yes mistress,” I replied, sheepishly.

“Good boy!” she exclaimed as she clicked the lock shut, returning the key to its place around her neck. “I don’t know when I’ll be back, but I want you up and ready for me as soon as I come upstairs.”

The Bigamist Pt 1. [FF]

My Husband, the bigamist.

Anna.

It was over, finally. Guilty. Sentencing to come tomorrow, the last act in this tragi-comedy. I held Julie’s hand as the verdict was read, knowing what it was going to be, but hoping not. What a hell ride this last three months were. I had a loving husband, two successful no tipping restaurants in two different cities, making money, living lavida loca! Then it all came crashing down.

Karl would spend a week in LA, then back to Seattle, then turn around. He always said that being away from home was rewarding but really hard. Lots of chefs are prima donnas in the kitchen, abusive and demanding. Not Karl, yes, demanding, he required high standards of all his staff, but he never raised his voice, never abused anyone. If you got it wrong, he would give you such a look of disappointment that you just knew you wanted to do it better next time.

[MFM] my two friends ask me to join them for a threesome which leads to the most awkward first time cuddling in history.

Let’s call my friends Joe and Joanne. That’s not their real names but that’s okay. This was in 2013 when I was 19 years old and still a virgin. My friend Joanne lived in Europe at the time. She came to visit me and I picked her up at the airport. She had a really long flight from Germany to California so we decided to go grab a bite to eat. We went to her favorite Chinese place from back when she lived here and we saw my friend Joe. He came over and we sat together. They hit it off like nothing I’ve ever seen. We go back to my place and he is mapping out her body with his hands like fucking Vespucci. The sexual energy was causing disruptions in the power grid. Then they said “hey NotMyDogPaul, wanna have a threewo?” Being a virgin, a storyteller and a person who has always been taught to accept something offered with an open heart with a similarly open mind, I didn’t think I was really in a position to refuse. We started talking and about how to do it because Joe and Joanne were also virgins at age 21 and 19 respectively. But after much consideration, they decided that it’d be weird if I join in, even though they’d be fine with me standing in the corner and watching and touching myself. That was a touch to much for me, though. I let them use my bed and I gave them condoms because I want to be a good host. They were really having at it. The best way to describe it was bears battling evolution. Ugly grunts and groans. I couldn’t sleep. They were too loud. Finally, I hear their night come to a crescendo. Joe had to go immediately after so they both took a sexy shower together and he left. She could see that I’m feeling awkward about the whole situation. I was excited to lose my virginity and it didn’t happen but it was my problem and I didn’t wanna make it her problem. She says to me “hey NotMyDogPaul, he fucked me but he didn’t cuddle with me. Do you wanna finish the job he couldn’t?” So I cuddled with her as she was in her underwear sporting an awkward boner as the big spoon, trying desperately to keep my hips away from hers. She then told me about her fucked up childhood for 6 hours straight as I reexamined my life choices. The end.

[MF] June and July 2018, how it all ended. A paranoia about exhibitionism and voyeurism.

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/az0qoe/february_and_march_2018_when_it_all_started_a/) [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/az79x4/april_and_may_2018_the_observer_is_observed_a/)

May, 2018

Not blue? Threesome? Am I being heard? Did she have her ear on her door as well? No, the stranger mentioned I was wrong about the color of her panties. How could he have listened to me?

I clean up myself with a towel, get dressed, go to the living room and light up a cigarrete and a joint in a desperate move to calm down. She leaves her room wrapped in her blanket, comes to the other couch and turns on the TV.

– Will you pass me the joint? I thought you went to bed…

– I was but couldn’t manage to sleep… I’m gonna try again… bye. I simply couldn’t get to sleep that night.

**JUNE**

As days passed by, I tried to forget that event, I just probably misheard those words afterall. Our evening program was still fun. Marijuana, TV shows, blankets, muffled moans, crossed legs masturbation, kitchen escapes and sometimes she went to her bedroom to have some extra privacy and freedom to make louder noises. That was good. One of these days after a rough session that was accompanied by a buzzing sound (had she bought a vibrator? that was news) she even left her room wrapped in a towel, made her way to the kitchen, grabbed a banana and went back to her room. Skype-style voices again. More than one voice this time.