Daddy came home looking like he was tired, but really he was very horny from seeing his little girl tease and suck off one of his friends. Daddy sits down in the living room to talk with X about work and everything else. X is nervous but just continues talking and says he’s also tired, but in reality he’s really confused at what just happened. I come back out and join in talking, making smirky glances at X, but not too much. Daddy then says that we should all go to bed and that X enjoys his last night at the house. Daddy and I go to our rooms but daddy leaves his door a bit open so I can sneak in.
Daddy says I need to be punished…. ? [MF]
My Daddy owns me. All of me.
I wasn’t sure what I was looking for when I started out here. I was unfulfilled, empty, and looking for some quick relief. Something about Daddy’s initial message stood out to me. I remember him telling me my inbox would be flooded with hundreds of messages, but his would be the one I wouldn’t want to miss. Boy, was he right.
I met my Daddy about a month ago now. It seems like that isn’t a long time. Yet, in many ways, I feel like he knows me better than some of the closest people in my life. Sometimes, he knows what I want and need better than I do myself. He knows when I need to be pushed, punished, and used. He knows when I need a hug and to be told how special I am. He knows when I need a gentle kiss on the forehead followed by a harsh slap across the face.
He gets it.
[FF] Fucking my best friend
So this is my first time writing and posting a story like this, so sorry in advance for any writing mistakes and anything of that nature. I’ve been on this subreddit for a bit, and decided to make this account and add my own personal story for people to enjoy.
So for a bit of info of myself, I’m 20 (was 19 at the time), 5’4, with brown curly hair. Brown eyes and i’m a bit on the thicker side, with big D breasts. I’ve been told i’m cute by a lot of people. My friend, lets call her Emma, She’s the same age as me, is 5’3, long straight brown hair, great athletic type body, with perky C breasts and a smaller, yet also perky butt. She’s got a beautiful, cute face. The kind of girl that you would want your mom to meet, but at the same time want to throw her in bed with you, that kind of look. Me and Emma have known each other since we were around 5, and have been best friends ever since.
[MF] Caught my fiancé getting fingered by her stepdad
So this happened last week. Like4 days ago. My fiancé is 5’4”, blue eyes, brown hair and very fit but with thick legs and a big ass. Barely C cups. She’s a stunning southern belle.
We’ve been together for about 3 years and are getting married in August. We’re currently visiting her family in Tennessee and staying with her mom and step dad. 4 days ago on Thursday night we all went out for dinner and then this ridiculous country bar afterwards. I got far too drunk, we ended up getting an Uber home and I passed out. Cut to about 2am when I wake up to piss and get some water to recover. Fiancé isn’t in bed. As I head towards the kitchen I see the TV is still on so I peak around the corner and there they are. She’s on the couch, he’s laying on top of her with her hair in one hand and her head pulled back. His other hand is down the front of her shorts and she’s moaning. I didn’t know what the fuck to do. I went to the kitchen and made a racket and heard them scrambling. Soon after she came in and acted all sleepy. Said she had passed out on the couch.
Tandem writing challenge
I thought of a creative challenge.
I start on the story and two users continue to write parts in that line of comments. It keeps going back an forth between two users.
Different storylines for different users/comment threads are possible.
Premise:
“So, about my life.
I grew up in a small town in Europe. You might think I have no insecurities as a fashion model, but you couldn’t be more wrong. I’ve always been a very shy girl and it made it difficult to make friends. I ended up doing some modelling jobs, which became my full-time job.
It’s fun to do, and I get to see a lot of places around the world. The only problem with it is that I’m away from home often. I never even had a boyfriend because of it.
When I recieved an email about this job, I was reluctant at first. Normally I only get offers through my agency. But the amount of money offered was shocking. I took the job and went to this place. I wonder where to go for my shoot and the things that await me in this country.”
One Other Time [MF] [Forced]
This story happened less than a year after the events with Richard ended.
I was at a club a few years ago. I don’t go to many clubs, I’m just not a club girl. I’m more of a “pub girl,” or if I’m going to drink, then I’m a “drink at home with friends girl.” This night I was dragged out by some friends who wanted to party, so I begrudgingly went out to the club with them.
I was wearing tight jeans and a t-shirt. One of my friends said I needed to get into the clubbing spirit and made me change into a short skirt she loaned me and a low cut top. I felt awkward, but whatever. We get to the club and we start drinking and dancing. For the most part, it’s just the girls. A few hours later, the group is starting to dissolve, with a few of the others being asked to dance and so on. I get asked to dance, so I start dancing with this cute guy. He seems a bit aggressive, but I chalk it up to the booze.
Fun at the Club Part 1 (FM) (exhibitionism)
Fun at the Club, Part 1
Playing Cowboys and Indians – [mff]
I love reading the stories here and figured it was time to share a one of my own from my younger days. Things aren’t as crazy nowadays at 34 but every now and again I think of these times and jerk off once…or twice.
So this story happened some time around my sophomore or junior year of undergrad. My friends and I usually threw parties Thursday – Sunday because hey why not, right? When we were feeling particularly motivated we would come up with a theme and this night we lazily tossed out the idea of cowboys and Indians. Clever, I know.
So we throw a cowboy and Indian party. Most of the people show up with a cowboy hat, a feather or some other minimal costume that vaguely relates to the theme. We tap the keg and the beer starts flowing and eventually a beer pong tournament breaks out. My buddy Dave and I were absolutely lethal at beer pong and quickly started running the table. Eventually we’ve soundly beat everyone and everyone is complaining that it’s not fun.
Part #4 – I [M] fucked my uptight roommate [F]
[**Disclaimer**](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ato4fl/the_uptight_roommate_saga_mf_reviving_one_of_the/)
[Part 3](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/au7uyb/part_3_i_m_fucked_my_uptight_roommate_f/)
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There seemed to be demand for me to keep writing so here ya go. I actually found out something kind of interesting about Nicole. I heard the girls talking about what they were doing on Valentine’s Day and Nicole said she was going out with a guy. The way they talked it sounded like it was an ongoing thing but I have no idea how serious it is. That night I was going out with my mates, getting drunk and hoping to find a lonely single girl on Valentine’s Day.
I didn’t have that much luck – I danced with this girl all night and we kissed but at the end of the night she didn’t want to do anything else. I was pretty disappointed because I was horny as fuck and I knew if Nicole was out with another guy I wouldn’t even have that option. But when I got back, about 2 in the morning, I could see the light was still on in the lounge. So I went through and Nicole was there, still all dressed up and she looked really hot – tight dress showing off her tits.
Fuck my face… please…. [M/F]
You take out a marker pen, push blonde hair away and write it on my forehead. S L U T. I’m on my knees, looking up at you and your erection is already showing under your jeans. I’m wearing red lipstick because I know you like to see it marked on your shaft. White lace underwear because you like me in the colour of innocence. Black mascara because you like to watch it run down my high cheekbones.
I take a few calming breaths in anticipation of what’s to come, as you hand cups my chin and our eyes meet. You with that hungry smile. Me with the begging heart. You ask me what my job is, and I say that it’s to suck your cock. You tell me that you’re going to choke me with it and make a mess all over my beautiful face and I nod in reply.