Choose Your Own Adventure (seriously)

Choose Your Own Adventure

(Or at least vote for it)

Instructions:

I’ve been thinking about how to do this for a very long time, and this is the best I can come up with (for now!).

I will start a story (below) and what ever comment gets the most upvotes, I will continue the story along that path, ie: choose your own adventure.

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My mother in law moved in with us (my wife and I of 14 years) about a year ago, after some renovations to give her her own space in our rather large house.

For the most part, it has been a pretty good deal…it’s nice having someone at my house while I am away, and the rent money helps a bit.

It has however, started something weird…I think. Maybe. Or I just imagined something that wasn’t there.

Anyway, she (my mother in law) came over to our side of the house (joined by our kitchen) on the day she normally pays rent, without a check in her hand.

“Welcome home” she said as she normally does when I get home from the gym after work.

How [M]y office [F]ling started

This all started about a little over a year ago, when she ( we’ll call her Kelsey) was a new hire at my job. Normally when my company hires they hire in pretty large groups, and it’s kind of a tradition that at some point in their first 3 weeks the training team takes them out for dinner or drinks, which is kind of how it began.

This time chose a new restaurant pretty close to the office, it was both a restaurant and a pretty popular bar in the evening. I hadn’t actually met Kelsey yet as she wasn’t slated to come to my team, so I walk as we’re waiting for everyone to arrive I introduce myself to all of the new hires in her group and eventually I get to her, and I was a bit shocked, she was stunning. Not supermodel hot or anything, but, more of a natural beauty.

She had a light brownish hair with streaks of blonde, and bright green eyes…and her smile was to die for. She had no makeup whatsoever but her skin looked porcelain smooth. It was a summer evening so she only had a white form fitting v neck shirt, that showed just a bit of cleavage. And a pair of lighter jeans that made her ass look amazing.

Hotel sex fueled weekend. Part 1 [MF]

Coming off our excellent [first successful anal sex attempt](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/am8q26/first_successful_night_of_anal_mf/?st=JS8BB5MJ&sh=d8f8ea60), she’s been extremely horny lately. I got back from class on Friday (Jan 25) and her car was in the driveway. She doesn’t get off until 5 and home by 5:15ish so it was unusual. When I walk in the door I called her name and I hear from the bedroom “in here!” She’s on the bed still in her pharmacy clothes bouncing on her knees like a little kid with her arms out towards me. She pulls me down and sits on my stomach asking about my day with that sweet scent filling my nose. Brittany’s hands are on my chest while she squeezes me with her knees leaning in for a kiss. “I’m off for the rest of the day. It’s just you and me tonight” as she removes her glasses and let’s her hair down. The baby was at her dads for another kids birthday Saturday morning. I asked what she wanted to do when she hits me a plan she already had in motion. She got us a room at the Roosevelt hotel. Really nice place, central location, great area for night life.

Valentine’s Day Femdom Style

I am the dominant woman men secretly crave and few men find. And I live for it. What I want to tell you is one of my erotic encounters that happened on Valentine’s Day. My [partner](http://slave-selection.com/?P=A787698) and I have been in a Femdom relationship for eight years now. Anyone would say that in 8 years the magic is gone, ideas disappear and originality is lost. But this is not the case when passion is authentic, and mine was; both for my partner and BDSM.

Since it was Valentine’s Day I wanted to do something special for him femdom style. I got home from work early and I waited for him in the bedroom wearing a silk robe and underneath a red babydoll with red heels. Suddenly, I heard the door open and I heard him say, “Darling I’m home, where are you?” “In the bedroom dear!” I said enthusiastically.

As soon as he saw me in the bedroom, he immediately began to undress. This is the good thing about [training your submissive well](http://femdoming.com/fiction/mistress-domina-penetrates-first-time/), no time wasted on small talk. He was starting to get excited based on the erection that was starting to form between his legs.

[FM] My very first creampie was yesterday and I loved it.

Friday nights are always exciting for me. My SO comes home from traveling for the weekend and I’m always excited/horny. My SO wasn’t home for Valentine’s Day, so I decided I wanted to surprise him! I went out to my favorite sex toy store and bought some fun things for the evening. I got a sexy outfit, a collar, some stockings, a couple butt plugs, and some rope. If you are wondering what it all looked like together. Click the link!
[what I wore last night ](https://gfycat.com/poorwhimsicalazurevasesponge)

I told him all about the things I bought and he was super excited. After taking a hot shower, I changed into my outfit and waiting in the bedroom. I was so horny that I masturbated twice. Secretly I was hoping he would come home, walk in on me, and fuck me. Sadly he didn’t, but I still had a good time.

The anticipation was building at this point and I was dripping wet. Finally he came home and saw me. He was holding flowers and chocolates for me. I was so happy. We put the things down and I pretty much jumped on him. He’s a tall muscular guy, so he grabbed me and threw me on the bed.

Friends mom[sex]

Friends Mom

One of my lifes greatest friends is leaving for the other side of the country tomorrow,

His wife transfered out there earlier this year, and he also asked and was lucky enough to be allowed to work remote from his own companies San Diego offices, as long as he promised them at least one year of continued service.

I helped him pack all his things into his van today, which was a somber moment.

He is 15 years younger than me, and as we share similar physical attributes (dark features, and often similar beards), are often mistaken for father and son

I have no actual son, and he has not known a father most of his life, but our relationship is one of pure friendship, though “brothers” might apply here, too.

I think it is important in this world that men are allowed to build strong male connections with other men, without the stigma of a “relationship” beyond a spiritual kinship, and we are resilent against any suggestions of a physical relationship. Masculinity and male bonds are vital to a healthy society.

[MF] Burritos, Blindfolds, Bruises and Bare-Knuckle Fisting

*(This was also posted to Fetlife) I feel that this needs a preface — I don’t often write about intimate experiences and I don’t want to come across as boasting. Despite swearing-off New Year’s resolutions, it seems January, for each of the past two years, is a time of immense change for me and my relationships. January 2019 was a rollercoaster. Supremely-high highs and subterranean lows. I’ve learned a great deal about myself and my relationships; I’ve begun to tackle demons that have haunted me since childhood, affect how I see myself and inform how I approach relationships. In the process, I may have lost the chance to build a profound connection with one person who came into and left my life all too quickly (“O”). At the same time I have been growing, exploring, and evolving my relationship with “Sprite.” Alongside all of that, in the space of one month: I’ve found a new job that has me feeling happy and appreciated, dressed up as a Viking princess, had a failed attempt at an MFM that made Sprite and I both appreciate just how attuned and caring my ‘lost’ relationship partner was, reconnected with an old dear friend via an automotive crisis, reconnected with a college friend as a result of a facebook photo of my chest hair, and begun to explore the parts of BDSM that held both allure and anxiety.*

[M]y [F]irst time with risky work sex while working on an Ambulance

Several years ago I found a fellow coworker on a dating website. We started chatting on there which quickly led to sexting back and forth. We worked at different ambulance station. We had hung out a few times before but nothing happened.

One day she had a shift with me which led to an amazing night at work. We flirted back and forth all day. That night when it was finally time to lay down I received a text from here telling me to come to her room and that she had no clothes on.

I couldn’t resist. I quickly got up and went to her room. She was laying naked on her bed. I went over and we started kissing. She slid down my pants and started to suck on me. She knew what she was doing and it felt amazing. I then made her lay back and tasted her and ate her pussy. She was so wet! I continued to eat her out until she came on my face. I kissed her so she could taste how amazing she was and then I slid myself into her.

[MF] A stimulating afternoon.

Wedding anniversary plus valentines day equals good excuse. New toy. It being ordered a few days anticipation, a few hours to think, is this too much?

Discretely packaged, an intimate delivery. Buying chocolate, a diversion.

Hinting, the package unwrapped before her. The curve of her brow as the wrapper reveals.

An impulse buy I smirk… I think I’ve shocked her. Tee hee, I’m going to shock her.

A cold smear on the ankle. The embrace of the electrode pad. A dull thrub. Spleen point six, warming, heating, interesting.

Peeling, replacing, thigh, tickle, kick.

Pads attached to the ass, a flick, a kick, an ohhhh

Splitting the flow, separating it between us. My cock the conductor, touches, *shiver*.

A kiss, a squeeze, a touch *shiver*. Penetrating. *shudder*

Rolling

Bucking

Impailing

Goring

*jolt*

“Oh my days” she yells

Releasing

Her double pulse

Her pleasure

Breathlessly, satisfied. Good toy

Fixing the grade [FM] NSFW

The dark hall of the professor’s office echo with your the sound of your shoes hitting the hardwood floor.maybe Maybe the final was too much for you, but you will not be denied. Today is the day that you break out your secret weapon. With a new found confidence added to your stroll, you walk over to his desk and with a smirk show him the situation he is faced with.

  You mean over his desk every so slightly as you discuss your final grade. You fingers lead his eyes to the paper, but your low cut shirt leads his eyes to a higher spot. Your smirk widens to a small grin as you catch his eyes moving from you to the paper. With expert timing you flick on strap of your shirt off its shoulder. Your left breast every so slightly peaks out of your shirt as you continue the conversation. You ramble on for a minute until he spots it. Without words he reaches up to you and fixes it. Seduction will not work.