Daddy’s punishment [FM]

Thank you guys for the suggestions of punishments! Now let me tell you how deliciously wet I am writing this and letting you know once again daddy doesn’t know I’m writing here so it’s our little secret ? I think he’ll love it

Daddy surprised me in the shower this morning and he started to wash my hair. He would switch between running his fingers through my hair and slightly tightening a fist in it and holding me under the stream of water. I was fucking drenched and it was not from the shower.

We get to the bedroom and I walk behind him so when he enters first I immediately drop into my uniform position. Knees straight, sit on my ass and keep my heels crossed. I keep my chin up and my hands folded in my lap, I’m peeking up at him and he is just marveling at me. His wife of 5 years dropped to her knees ready to be mercilessly fucked, he walks and grabs my collar. He pulls me to the ottoman and puts my knees a foot apart and my chest up on the bed, arms behind my back. Read more »

1st story: A Wife Grants her Husband’s Wish for his Birthday (Part 1)

This is the 1st time I’ve ever wrote anything like this so bare with me and if you enjoy let me know. This is long so I’m breaking this up into parts.

My wife and I have been married for just over 2 years now. We have a really good sex life. We have a lot of sex toys and stuff that we use fairly regularly. My wife knows I have certain kinks and fetishes and often while in the middle of sex, she’ll go in on those sexual fantasies of mine.

So my birthday was coming up and I had finally worked up the nerve to ask my wife if she would do something for my birthday. So after dinner one night, we were laying in bed and I asked her,

“Would you fuck another guy in front of me for my birthday?”

I think this caught her very much off guard. But my wife knows me best, so she rolls over in bed and casually tells me to explain. Read more »

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[M]eeting up again, [F]ive Years Later

Hi readers. Here’s my first story. I realize it’s got quite a wordy intro, but context is important to me. I welcome any and all constructive feedback. She keeps promising me she will post her own version of the story, and I’ve even read part of it. Maybe you can encourage her in the comments.

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I’ve known her for a few years, after we met through work. We both worked for the same company, but at different stores, and I had to pick up a product from her store to transfer to ours. I drove over, and she was at the till. If I’m being honest, the first thing I noticed was her chest. It’s not always the first thing I check out (mostly, but not always), but you need to understand what the outfit was doing.

Let me try to paint a picture – we had recently replaced the uniforms, and these were button-down dress shirts. The ladies’ style was fitted, dark-grey, with three quarter length sleeves. Nice enough style, but the sizes seemed to go from “fit perfectly until you wash it the first time and then it’s meant for a doll”, to “hey little child, does your dad know your borrowed his shirt?” We worked in a commission-based, sales-driven environment, and she was self-aware enough to know what sells. Read more »

[F4F] Smell’s Delicious [Spanking][Gentle FDom] [Facesitting]

There’s nothing like attempting a new recipe. Flipping through cookbooks, selecting the recipe, shopping for ingredients, and finally putting everything together until something magical happens.

Or at least that’s the hope anyway, that something magical comes out. I pulled my hair up high into a bun, adjusted my glasses, and leaned closer to the cookbook.

“One-third cup of good olive oil,” I muttered to myself. I had already chopped and prepped the vegetables and had organized my spices, but now I had to decide whether my $8 on-sale bottle of olive oil was considered “good” enough. I briefly considered returning to the store, but couldn’t bare the thought. “Good enough,” I replied aloud to my silent inquiry.

As I began sauteeing onions and garlic and adding the fresh tomatoes that would become a rich sauce, my worries began to dissipate. That’s part of the reason I love to cook, I find it deeply meditative. I became lost in stirring, tasting so that I could adjust as I went. I inhaled deeply, taking in the delicious aroma of the sauce. This would be magical.

“Smells good.” Read more »

Just Another Friday Night – Part 2 [FM]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/audc7n/just_another_friday_night_part_1_fm/)

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The slight condom scare put me off any more drinking, and my mind was adjusting to the new clarity I’d found in my freshly sober state. I stood at the door of the bar, hearing the music thump, wondering if I should go back in, or cut my losses and go home to my guaranteed not to be disappointing toys, when someone sauntered up beside me. Donkey Dick, fresh off his phone call, had made a reappearance. He barely got out a greeting when I pulled him in for a kiss, pouring all of my sexual frustration in to the connection. When I pulled back, I was all too self aware. The minute man had left my hair a mess, he’d destroyed my makeup, and my dress was wrinkled. There was no way Donkey Dick didn’t know what had happened. But he’d been drinking too, and I still had a hint of my chemically induced confidence. I told him that, if he had a room, I would do whatever he wanted there, as long as he didn’t pop off early. He nodded, only barely registering surprise at my bluntness, and gestured for me to follow him. Read more »

Just Another Friday Night – Part 1 [FM]

It had been a long time since I’d hit the bars by myself, looking for a hookup. After my [adventure at the gas station](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/asgi4i/a_fresh_start_fm/), though, I was craving more. So, more than a little nervous, I walked into one of my old haunts, a cheesy little joint connected to the Marriot for added convenience. I was decked out in a woman’s best friend, my little black dress, showing off more cleavage than would normally be considered decent, with my deep auburn hair pulled back in a bun, strappy black heels, and my makeup done just so. Against my pale skin, the combination of the black dress and red lipstick I was sporting popped like you wouldn’t believe.

Back in college, my girlfriends and I used to do what we called “flyby”s. We’d walk into a party, we’d each spot a cute guy, and we’d see how quickly we could get him to leave. With my nerves, I decided this would be my best choice. Waiting around for a guy to get up the nerve to make a move would have been death for my confidence. As I entered the room, my ego was inflated by several guys stopping what they were doing to watch me. It didn’t completely reinflate my confidence, but it helped. Read more »

[Mf] Becoming a Sugar Baby [Creampie]

So this is *mostly* a fantasy of mine…

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I had grown up in a little coal mining, mountain town that–by the time I was ready to graduate–was dying slowly. You know the place, the one stoplight town with the quiet and hard men who would drink and cough after work, spending their paycheck at was was still functionally the company store. My mom had died young, I don’t remember her, and my dad remarried when I was older to a woman who I thought was the scourge of the earth. It wasn’t that she was just now taking over part of my life, but she was mean.

I spent most of my days at school and then at the only little coffee shop in town, working to help pay the bills since my coal-mining father didn’t make much. The shop was usually slow, and so I had ample time to study which was good, as I was determined to go to school and get out of the dead end town. I knew if I didn’t get a scholarship, I was doomed to marry a coalminer and end up just like all the other women in the town. Read more »

Ice Cream in exchange for a Blowjob [Mf] [oral] [mast] [facial] [swallow]

She was straddling me, riding faster and faster, her hair dangling over her face, her perky tits mouth level. Left nipple pierced. Both rock hard. She reached down and rubbed her clit while her cunt took every inch of my cock. She pressed down into it and sat there, masturbating, her cunt squeezing tighter and tighter over my cock as she inched closer to orgasm.

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Suddenly, it hit. She collapsed into me, heaving, her breasts against my chest, her face in the nook of my neck, moaning, huffing, catching her breath.

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“Suck me,” I whispered into her ear.

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She gracefully slid off my cock and in between my legs. It was too perfectly done — like she’d done it before. The fact that she’d probably used those same moves with other guys turned me on even more than I already was.

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“Wow,” she said, remarking at my cock, which was coated in her grool. “I get super creamy when I’m really turned on.”

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I smirked and watched her tongue up her juices and swallow them.

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“I taste good,” she said with a giggle. Read more »

Slut gets tied up and fucks 2 separate guys while fiancee is away [MF] [MF]

I had a fun 24 hours to start off my weekend. I came home on Friday and Master had made me a margarita since it was national margarita day! Unfortunately Master had to leave for a business trip that night. After we had a nice dinner he packed up and headed to the airport. I showered and put on some sexy lingerie because I had a play partner coming over. I waited upstairs for Kyle to arrive and opened the door in my lingerie when he got there.

I showed Kyle downstairs to where we would be playing. He checked in with me and asked me what I wanted to do that night. He knew I wanted to be tied up but wasn’t sure what type of tying I wanted. We decided on binding me with minimizing my movement. I took off my lingerie, it never lasts long but is fun to wear, and went and stood for him to start tying me. The first thing he tied was a chest harness. He ran the rope across my body and tied my chest in a criss cross pattern. My tits weren’t bound very tight but I loved him tying me. Then he worked on putting a waist harness on. The whole time we were chit chatting and being silly. It was a lot of fun. He tried to tie the harness in a way around my ass but my ass wasn’t big enough for the rope to stay so he told me I had to do squats. Right then and there I was doing squats and he was spanking my ass with his beating stick. It was hard but I loved that he was controlling me like that. Read more »

Eating her out next to her friend [MF] [public]

A few years ago in college, my fwb (D) at the time came down to visit me and some other mutual friends. We here hanging out in our friend L’s (also female) room after ordering pizza. L didn’t know I was fucking D at this point either, though I’m sure she didn’t doubt we would at a given oppurtunity. They were laying next to each other on the bed watching some videos, my fwb with the blanket on her. I was laying on the end of the bed, and I was getting really tired, so I pulled the blanket over my head to keep out the light and closed my eyes.

A moment later, D was brushing her soft leg against me. I looked towards her still under the blanket, and she had spread her legs a bit. She was wearing boy shorts, as she was going to sleep in L’s room that night. I laid my head on her upper thigh by the knee and used my fingers to tease her a little through her shorts. I could still hear the two talking and laughing about the video. My fingers creeped underneath the shorts to pull them aside a little, and to my pleasant surprise, she wasn’t wearing any panties. I knew she liked to sleep naked, so this made sense, but I didn’t think she’d do that with shorts these small with her friend. Read more »