We’re laying on the sofa together, me with my head in his lap just watching TV. He started idly playing with my nipple. Something which he knows I absolutely love. He was gentle at first, just rubbing it and rolling it between his finger and thumb before occasionally giving it a hard pinch making me moan a little. Then he moved his hand down between my legs and really lightly started stroking my clit. He went between playing with my clit and my nipple for a while, and I was just thinking about sitting up and turning around to sit on his lap or get out his cock when he started rubbing my clit in the way he knows makes me cum. He built me up and built me up and just as I was on the edge he stopped and slapped my pussy. I groaned and looked up at him and he said ‘I didn’t hear you say please’. I literally melted into a puddle at this point, realising that he’s fully in Dom mode and there is no point in trying to do anything my way.
[MF] My Dream Fuck Came True. Part 2.
Okay so part one went down well, and I said there would be a part 2 and here it is. This one might be even better and I still can’t believe it happened to me. I enjoy writing these and wish I had more stories, but unfortunately I don’t have any other adventurous stories after this one haha.
Here’s the link to part one which I accidentally deleted:
https://www.removeddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/aih26p/mf_my_dream_fuck_came_true_fucking_the_sister_of/?utm_source=reddit-android
Warning, this might be a long one as there is a lot of back story to fit in.
So that night finished and I snuck out in the morning, making sure not to disturb anyone. By the time I got home I had a message from her saying “okay I won’t lie, last night was amazing, but it can NEVER happen again” followed by a second text saying “I still hate you”. That’s fine I thought to myself, I got everything I wanted and it sounded so flirty so I didn’t think she was serious.
A Different kind of Introduction [MF] [BDSM] [Choking] [Hair pulling] [Spanking] [Positive Reinforcement] [Name Calling] [Begging] [Longish]
It’s a wet spring evening out on the street, the on/off English drizzle giving everything outside a shine in the lazy orange street lights. I’m sat at the hotel bar, looking across and out the ceiling high window, idly scrolling through my phone and waiting for you to arrive. I’ve not been here long, but the anticipation is building inside me. Even though we’ve been sharing messages online for a while now, this will be our first face to face meeting. I’m on my barstool wearing a shirt and trousers, hair swept back, a light scent of cologne around me, when the bartender comes to ask me for my order. I’m hesitant initially, should I wait? Eventually I decide on an Old Fashioned, just to steady the nerves, simultaneously hoping you’ll arrive before it does.
Isabella – An Erotic Novel Chapter 3
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I printed her postal label the but didn’t go around to her apartment on the following night. I waited until mid week, when I felt certain she would be alone.
She made some drinks, glasses of Southern Comfort, put a Barry White CD in the player, and sat opposite me, looking fantastic, like she always does. She wore skin tight jeans, ankle boots and a silky short sleeved blouse open at the front. It was loose enough to see a dark bra underneath. We talked about this and that and once again everything seemed to be very proper. I was starting to think that I had read too much into what she was saying a few days earlier.
After a while she joined me on the sofa as we looked through a brochure, still sipping our drinks. We got closer and eventually I took her free hand and gave it a little squeeze.
We held hands for a while and talked about about how close we felt we had become recently. She said that she had maybe said too much the other night and hoped I didn’t mind. I told her that I’d loved it and that it had turned me on. The inevitability of the encounter moved in on us. Being so close to her was intoxicating. I held her hand up to my lips and kissed it as I looked longingly into her eyes.
Isabella – An Erotic Novel Chapter 2
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One day recently Isabella came round to my house and we drank wine together. We were alone in the house together as my wife was away for the weekend. Isabella hadn’t realised, she said. I could see her weighing up the implications of the fact, but I couldn’t read her, tell what she was thinking.
It was early in the evening and I was very happy to have her around and really quite excited, thinking that in another life we might have fallen into each other’s arms leading to a night of mad passionate love making. In other words, I was feeding my fantasies.
Besides, her partner was coming over, like he did every Friday evening and she would soon be off, doing whatever it was they did.
We drank and laughed easily together just like we always have done. But she seemed to grow a little braver. And whilst we still sat quite separately in different chairs, the mood changed. She told me that she still had sexual feelings, and even that she had bought herself a vibrator from a store. She told me the story of how she had braved going into the shop, and how a charming young man had served her, made her feel comfortable.
Isabella – An Erotic Novel Chapter 1
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I have known my dear neighbour for years, a glamorous woman, short and slender, who always seems to look good, sexy even, like a Hollywood starlet from a golden age.
She dresses well, and wears her beauty with a confident air. She turns heads wherever she goes, always trailing tendrils of a heady exotic perfume in her path. She likes to laugh and is usually the centre of attention in any situation. And I have always admired her, felt fortunate to know somebody that glamorous, classy, a kind of woman that, much to my regret, has never been attracted to me.
I remember very clearly the first time we met, many years ago. Two blondes had been spotted visiting an apartment which had recently been sold. Its previous occupant, an unsociable woman who had a tangible disapproving air about her. I recall getting a fleeting glimpse of them, as the car which first brought her into my life drove away. I hoped they were going to be moving in and eagerly anticipated meeting my new neighbours, apparently a mother and her daughter.
The Waitress and the Cop, Part 6 [Mf] [oral]
After they had an amazing morning at the motel, Rachel and James agreed to have a night together at James’ house—the first one. They decided that they wanted to see each other more and have a real relationship, and they were so excited. He told her he was off duty for the night and that he’d make her dinner. He told her to come hungry, bring an overnight bag, and show up at 6pm. She got dressed that evening and began to wonder what James’ home was going to be like. She grew damp between her thighs at the idea of her toes outstretching in his sheets, brushing against his legs, waking in his arms in his home.
(M4F) A slow, morning fuck.
So I’m fixated now on this one image. This one specific sensation. Of all the ways I want to touch you. All the ways I want to be on you, in you with my fingers, lips and tongue – all I can see, feel in my mind right now is the delicious sensation of my hard cock sliding slowly in and out of your tight, wet pussy. The warm, slick grip of your lips. The glistening shine of your juices on my shaft as I slowly withdraw. That amazing feeling of pushing back into you. Completely engulfed. My cock warm inside you.
In my minds eye, I see your face as I slide into you. That exquisite first penetration making your mouth drop open and your head go back in pleasure. You pull me into you and hold me there, my cock filling you. Warming you. I flex and you can feel me stirring inside you. In this moment all either of us can focus on is what is happening directly between our legs.
[Mf] this redditor made me insatiable!!
A lovely girl responded to one of my ads for a hookup on here sometime last year. We chatted for a while on kik and we definitely got along great. We met twice in public. The first time was a quick hello break the ice convo. The second time we talked but also made out and did some on top of the clothes exploring of each other. After that we decided to meet for the real thing.
I used to post dirty audios on here and she became a fan after we started talking. She said she would like to record me eating her out and post it for everyone to hear. I was so excited for this because I had been trying to do it for a while with no luck.
I get to her place early one morning. She let’s me in to her apartment where she lived with her mom. But mama bear wasn’t home. She gave me a tour of the place that ended with her bedroom. She has a small bed but that’s fine.
[M]y first cuckold-bull experience !!!!
*He :- 40+ , chubby , cooperative, a well versed and travelled guy , full of fantasies.
She :- 32 , petite , extremely kinky and beautiful , elegant and classy…..not to forget , extremely down to earth*.