My first erotic story

We were at his house the light were dimmed, I start to slowly kiss him with my soft lips with his hands he caresses me I start to get turned on my breathing starts to slowdown my mouth begins to open I was slowly starting to feels a sensation I’ve never felt before.

We got to his room I was so joyful thinking about all the naughty things that’s going to happen I push him on the bed taking off his pants I pull out his cock my mouth started to water, I really wanted his cock in my mouth so badly I would of done anything to get that cock in any hole possible and that’s exactly what I did…

His cock finally goes In my mouth it filled my entire mouth right away the only way to have more is to lube him up with my wet tongue as I start to push his cock deeper than my throat his face changes as if his trying to sneeze as his beginning to get harder, before he could cum already, he tells me to go in the doggy style position and I don’t argue his hands were on my ass and his was spanking both cheeks I let out a light moan I was being teased while I wait for the cock of my dreams to enter my holes…

Her [F]antasy involving [M]e!

I would like to preface this by saying I am beyond lucky to have a partner in life who gives her all and is this comfortable with me to share this! I love her with all of my heart!

My ski slope story put her in a mood I guess! 2 stories for the price of one tonight!

I want to get home from a date. Have you lock the doors behind us, and grab me in your arms. Kiss my neck up to my ear and whisper you have a surprise for me.
Me being curious at this point, I roll with it.
You lead me to the bedroom. And slowly slip off all my clothes. Gentle kisses all over, just to lighten the mood.
Make it back up to my face and slip a blindfold over me and continue to tell me to roll with it and itll be great.
Lead me to the bed and strap me in. As the story said, tight enough to be restrained, but loose enough to night be tight and enough to writhe and squirm faceup.

The Red Lock Hostel Part 1 [Str8, Ghost, fantasy, reluc, mast, anal]

The Red Lock Hostel just opened the weekend I came to Tucson. It’s located pretty out of the way from the main part of town, but still accessible by bus. The hostel took my breath away when I approached and saw it was a recently restored two-story Victorian mansion with a tower. Once checked-in, the Host put on a cheesy grin and informed me that the hostel was haunted and to please stay clear of the door to the tower, which I would recognize from the red lock fastened to it. As a mischievous grin spread across his pale face, he slipped me a piece of paper with his phone number on it and said, “Don’t hesitate to call if you need…assistance.” His eyes drifted downward, following my shape.

I blushed compulsively and felt blood rush to certain parts of my body in a way that was only natural. The primal reaction quickly returned to sensibility; I was of half a mind to take my business elsewhere, but I merely glowered and made a note to crucify the Host in my online review of the hostel.

NSFW: A sa[M]ple [F]rom on of our [F]antasies [MFF]

My SO and I have been together for almost 3 years now, and are always exploring our sexuality together.

We love love LOVE to ski and tonight’s story just so happens to take place in my minds eye after a long day on the slopes…

You and I have drinks at the hotel bar, my hand on your thigh laughing and having a good time at the hotel bar. We notice another girl glancing at us and smiling on the other end. She comes up and introduces herself. We talk, laugh, and have a good time, until she asks for us to show her our room. “I’d love to see where yall are staying!” She takes you by the hand and leads you towards the elevator. The door closes and she pushes you up against the wall her lips and tongue teasing your neck as her fingers run down over your chest and over your perfect ass. All I can do is stand in the corner speechless and watch. The doors open and she takes your hand leading her to our room. Jumping into our bed she pulls you down on top of her as your lips glide over each others. The shivers run down your back as i pull your hair back and start to unzip your dress. I start to kiss down your back and over your beautiful backside as your dress falls over your shoulders exposing your perky nipples which she takes so softly into her mouth. I slide between your legs to tease you with my tongue as she wets her fingers in her mouth and starts to tease you slowly rubbing all of your sensual spots. My warm tongue teasing you all over as i get on my knees to take off my shirt… you reach back and feel my rock hard cock through my jeans. It sends another round of shivers through your body as your nipples get harder and goosebumps form on your arms.

My boy[f]riend just wrote this and I don’t think I’ve ever been more wet ??

Just another weekend in Vegas:

I date the most undoubtedly sexy female. She’s got 34 C’s, an ass that eats a thong, and a perfect Greek face that you can bring home to mom but knows how to use it.

We went on our first Vegas trip a couple years ago after dating for about a year. It was our first trip away with each other and we couldn’t be happier. There’s a cliche saying regarding Vegas “What happens there, stays there”. We hadn’t really talked about doing much outta the ordinary. But every time we did, we were drunk.

The first night we checked in the captain n cokes were being downed like h20 after a marathon, so it wasn’t really long before we got to talking a little freaky.

I personally love making girls squirt. Some people think it’s gross, some it’s a turn on… I’m the latter. There was a period when I was single it was an automatic: I’d be rock hard hearing how it’d never happened before and how good it felt. So naturally, when I just couldn’t get my girlfriend to do it I had been upset. That was first on our list, she wanted to squirt. We talked about anal, her wearing her thongkini to the pool (were usually around friends, family so it’s not the most appropriate thing normal), nothing crazy.

Old Friends- Pt 9: Obeying and Obliging [Mmf], [masochism], [dubious consent], [age difference], [Role playing],[emasculated], [Father-figure dominant]

I dreamed of the last “sharing” experience I’d had with Alex. He wanted to try something different, something a bit more out there than we were used to. He didn’t tell me how it was different until well after we’d arrived at our host’s house. An older man opened the door and ushered us into the house, eyeing me like a piece of steak the entire time.

The house was quite large and ornate, a show of wealth in the tackiest of fashions. There was a charity dinner, followed by an auction and it was the auction that was Alex’s idea of ‘spicing things up.’ The auction consisted of various partners, I’d wager the submissive ones of the couple, being offered up to the highest bidder. It was utterly tone-deaf and I imagine if word got out quite a few of the attending parties would lose high profile jobs. I still participated, because Alex asked me to and I trusted him.

Oddly enough, the charity they were raising funds for was to benefit ending human trafficking around the world. It made the auction seem that much more tacky. I was purchased by the host of the party, and one of the requirements of my participation was Alex staying with me and watching.

Old Friends- Pt 8: A Much Needed Rest [No Sex]

As willing as Phil was to go another round, his semi-erect cock begged for rest. We cleaned up, again, then I led him out into the main room of our hotel suite. It was a rather nice place.

I smirked as he tried to slip his hand under my towel and between my legs again. I grabbed his thumb and wagged my finger at him.

“Jesus, Phil, the mind may be willing, but it already hurts to walk, are you not hurting?”

He looked down and shrugged, “I’ll heal in a few days…after you’re gone.”

I laughed, “You have got to slow down. I know it’s a one time thing, but that doesn’t mean we should push ourselves to the point of not enjoying it anymore. I want to know…is this just about fucking cause you haven’t had any in a while or…”

He interrupted me, a scowl on his face, “I’ve gone longer. If I just wanted sex I could go pick someone up…”

He sat on the couch and I straddled him, but I made sure our towel barriers remained, “So what was this then? Did you ask my husband if you could fuck me?”

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The time black buddy shared his hot wife [MFM]

So, little back story… I’m a bigger guy, pretty nerdy and I have a small dick. Yeah, I sound like a real winner, lol, but I have a friend who’s a married swinger black guy with a real bbc and a hot used to be stripper wife.

Now, my friend has been wanting to have a threesome with me and his wife for a while now had been planting the seeds for awhile with his wife. The furthest up to this point was all of us getting drunk and her giving us some nekkid lapdances. She didn’t want to go further than that, which was fine with me. I love lapdances.

Fast forward a couple of weeks and I’m in bed about to fall asleep when she starts texting me. We’ve texted here or there small things like ‘hi’ or what have you but this was way different. For one it was like 1 in the morning and she was telling me to come over and that she was horny. Yowsa’s!

A New Christmas Toy [FF][FM]

Autumn had been unusually warm this year in New York. The leaves were usually eager to turn into mosaics of Amber and Cherry around the turn of September, but this year it seemed that Mother Nature had other plans. An Indian summer they said. Perhaps the warmest in decades, and day after day, the weatherman marveled at the thermostat as the calendar flipped first to October, then to November, and finally December. People began to wonder if New York might skip Winter altogether, if such a thing were even possible. And as December 25th drew closer, snow this Christmas, it seemed, was not in the works.

But Winter being the capricious creature that she is, changed her mind, and at the last minute a colassal storm pounded the Northeast. There was going to be a White Christmas after all.

In a matter of hours frigid wind completely subdued the landscape, and a brilliant coat of snowy powder covered the countryside. A winter wonderland indeed.

Kirsty watched the spectacle thoughtfully from her bedroom window while her husband, Dean, lay fast asleep.

Too much eggnog, she smirked to herself.

[MF] Last Christmas I Fucked My Step-Sis (PART TWO)

[READ PART ONE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a9akrx/mf_last_christmasi_fucked_my_stepsis_and_now_this/)

When I first wrote my original post a few days ago, I didn’t expect to write a ~sequel~ for two reasons: the first one being I didn’t think that many people would care, and the second reason being I didn’t know if anything more would happen with Lauren. I certainly wanted it to happen, but finding alone time this trip has been extremely difficult, and this is not Fifty Shades. We’re not at the level where we are fucking in helicopters and shit.

It’s not like we can tell my mom and Mark, “We’re gonna go rent a hotel together so we can fuck without you guys knowing. We’ll be at the Marriott on 4th street if you need us!”

Also, my mom’s house is pretty small and old, so it’s hard to sneak a fuck when they are here. We’d have to be VERY quiet, and I’m not sure that’s possible. So yeah, after I sent her the photo on Christmas Eve, she found every way possible to tease me. Later in the day when my mom and Mark went to prepare dinner in the kitchen, she walked over to me and sat on my lap. She was wearing a black dress.