Maybe this will wake him…

Buzz Buzz

Buzz Buzz

Maybe the vibration of your phone receiving this message will be a gentle way to rouse you from your sleep…

The equivalent of me lightly running my fingers through your chest hair and down your belly. You still in a half sleep dreamy snooze.

My fingers wake the skin and your breath gets shorter. I move down your body. I’m getting wet thinking about my hands reaching your dick.

You are so hard for me, your waking dreams a reality. I am in between your legs as i run my fingers down your ribs, over your hips and inside your thighs, so close to your balls, I see you cock twitch and look at you, still in a dreamy half sleep.

You hear me wet my lips, you can feel the warm breath from my open mouth over your cock. Waiting for me to take you in my mouth. Your dick is so hard and the thought of sucking you off makes me grind up on your leg. I sit up take my top off, leaning back over your dick with my butt in the air you can feel my nipples brush over your balls as I take your hard dick in my warm wet mouth.

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[MF] Sexting with my wife led to hot sex later

This is a long one but hopefully it’s worth your time! My first story so be gentle :)

I’ve been trying to introduce sexting into our marriage, just as a way to spice things up a bit and signal to my wife that I’m up for sexy shenanigans later.

After looking at a few different approaches I settled on just describing what I wanted to do and see how she reacts. We fumbled through the first exchange with a bit of prompting and a lot of awkwardness, but it was fun and I discovered that anticipating the texts, thinking about how my wife was reacting to them and what it might lead to was a massive turn-on.

I decided to give it another bash and carefully crafted the beginning of a sexy tale. Now, I’m no writer, but my wife tells me I did a pretty good job so I thought I’d share it with you along with a bit of context and what happened afterwards. Enjoy!

The first text was as follows…

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I’m going to undress you slowly, kissing your neck gently, then lay you on our bed – naked, vulnerable but with a warmth starting to rise in your body.

[MF] [str8] [drugs] [cnc] [mildly preg] The bad part of town

College life can be as exciting as you make it. But, as we got off our bus, I honestly had no idea why my friend Rob thought that we needed the kind of excitement that one can find in the Numbers. It was the shady, seedy, outright dangerous even, part of Portland. And which so much life to enjoy everywhere else in town, we were just walking around it. “Chill man”, he reassured me, “I know where we’re going. I know people. They have a party tonight. It’s gonna be lit”.

“Dude”, I retorted, “they have parties everywhere”
“Yeah but this one is crazy shit man. All kinds of stuff floating”
“Stuff? What stu…” I started asking, before my own brain forgot its fear, worked for barely a moment, and connected the dots. Drugs. Rob was hoping to score drugs.

“That stuff is fucked up man” I told him. “Weed is fine, but if you’re talking real shit, that will fuck you up, you know?”
“Oh come on dude, just for tonight. Stick with me. It will be good, I promise”

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I laid on my bed, proud of my work. Emily had left still with a look of lust in her eyes. She had demanded that I teach her how to do that next time. She had returned to her boyfriend, planning on telling him every detail. He had actually probably heard it all anyway. Emily had told me that they heard me cumming earlier when I was on cam. She didn’t judge me for doing it. She had just accepted that’s what I did.

I decided to check the site for messages and have a better look around. A bit more reading made me realise I was supposed to reward donators. The serious money seemed to be in doing private shows. I found that by actually getting naked and masturbating on cam, I had already done a lot more than most girls do without being private.

I did decide to just leave anal for private shows until I reviewed my messages. There were a few requests for a private show when I was next online. They varied a lot in what they wanted me to do. One wanted me to masturbate whilst calling their name.

[MF] That time I hooked up with my older married neighbor

I guess I have to start by describing myself. I am…average. Average height, average weight, average looks. I’m single and I work a job that has a rotating schedule, so I tend to be around a lot during the week while most of my neighbors are at work.

I had recently moved into my first home. It was in a pretty quiet middle-class suburb. Because of my work routine, I had been living there a few weeks before I met any of the neighbors. One of the first I met was Christina. Christina was a perky blonde, about 5’7”, in her 40’s with a petite frame but a round ass. She was married but didn’t have any kids. I rarely saw her and her husband together.

The first time we met, she was walking up the street and I was unloading groceries from my car. She introduced herself and welcomed me to the neighborhood. We talked for about 5 minutes or so before saying goodbye and making plans to meet up and share a few drinks sometime.

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This cock seemed out of the ordinary. I had already sucked two other cocks, those of the two delivery men who I was offered to by Mistress Michelle. But this was another caliber of cock. I licked my lips and slowly apprehended this mysterious cock. I can not describe the troubled desire that struck me at that moment, squatting in the toilet, [dressed like a slut](http://shop.femdoming.com/sexy_clothes/kitten_wet_look_wrap_top_and_shorts_o-s.html) ready to fuck, chained to the pipes by my student dominatrixes involved in this perverse [femdom lifestyle](http://femdoming.com/fiction/femdom-student/femdom-student-submissive-professor-24/). I wanted to give pleasure to this cock that was offered to me and my Mistress did not fail to notice this, “I saw your video, you have made good progress, I’m impressed. You’ve become a real pro at sucking dick!”

Christy.. That’s the voice I recognized. My Mistress, or rather my Mistresses, not the voice of one of my dominatrix students that were in the bathroom before. The fact that Christy is here dominating me, and especially knowing that I knew she knew who I really was, was especially humiliating. Her words pierced my soul and brought tears to my eyes.

[MFM] [Humor] My first threesome didn’t really go to plan…

I was eighteen years old, and this was my first job. I got lucky and managed to get employed with no experience in the casino, as my cousin managed it – I was a waiter. Instantly, it felt like the team had some problems. The team leader, a 26 year old curvy tattooed woman had a little bit of a thing for me, so instantly I was getting some special treatment that nobody else really had. She’d touch my arm here and there, and make comments about me. Let’s be honest – there was a sexual harassment lawsuit right there, but I was eighteen, young, and into it.

After a few months of being there, she hosted a house party for most of the team, everyone that wasn’t working at least. She had a two bedroom flat on the top floor, nice little roof terrace to smoke, big lounge to relax in. It was good. I arrived late to the party, with everyone completely out of it. Suddenly, friends were forcing alcohol down my throat as the usual young house party involved, and after too many shots of Jack Daniels Honey whiskey? The night was loud and fun.

Honeymoon sex on the beach [mf]

I looked at my wife in her sexy little bikini, thinking how lucky I was to have married such a beautiful girl. My wife is 5’3”, with a curvy ass and perfect 34dd tits. She pursed her lips and at me and said, “stop leering, we can fuck after we get back from the beach, I want to tan!” I followed my wife out the door. The honeymoon had been fun so far, Antiuga was beautiful, and the beach was everything we had hoped for. With school starting soon, we shared the resort with other adults, but kids were no where to be found, which made relaxation much easier.

As we walked onto the beach, I watched a few heads turn as my wife walked to her favorite spot. I couldn’t blame the men staring, I love watching my wife walk too. She was wearing a teal bikini that barely contained her tits, and her ass was highlighted by a tight pair of black bottoms. We got to our chairs, laid down, and ordered a drink. After a few drinks, we decided it was time for a swim. We got up from our chairs and I followed my wife into the crystal clear water.

[FM] My other teacher made me wet today in class

I don’t know if this counts much as a sex story since we didn’t end up doing anything, but I thought maybe you guys would enjoy this and I’m not sure else where to share this, and I really want to.

[ Quick disclaimer: I’m 19, graduating soon :) also if you guys check my profile you’ll see other posts about my teacher..I want to clarify that this one in particular is actually a different one and I haven’t mentioned him before. I’ll be calling this one Stan both for safety purposes and to distinguish him from my other TC. Anyways, on to what happened ? ]

I’m sitting near the front in my class, jotting down the rest of the notes from the board onto my paper, when suddenly Stan announces that today he’ll be grading our notebooks. That’s when I remembered that a long time ago, I was supposed to get a separate notebook and dedicate it specifically to his class…I never ended up doing so, and got a bit panicky. I’m an honors AP student with mostly straight As, so if I get anything lower than a B it sort of sends me into a panic and makes me feel down about myself. I tried not to panic and brush away those thoughts, though, since I’ve been doing fairly well in his class the whole semester.

[MF] My Mom’s Friend Was A Massage Therapist (PART TWO)

[PART ONE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/axbnzq/mf_all_stories_have_a_happy_ending_my_moms_friend/)

After getting a nice release (and life advice) from Christine, I truly did change my life. It was like her stroking my dick made me hungry for success. Or maybe not even success. Just hungry for something more than I was getting. I put together a 6-month plan. I would work my ass off, save my money, and then move to the West Coast to chase my dreams.

And I did it…kinda. The 6-month plan turned into 10 months, but you can’t win ’em all. I was just happy that I finally did something with my life. I was motivated like never before, and as silly as it fucking sounds, it was all because of Christine. My mom wanted to have a going away dinner for me a few weeks before I was scheduled to leave, so I knew I would have the chance to thank Christine then. In the past nine months, I had only talked to her a handful of times because I was busy working most of the time.