So long story short I finally got to Gulf Shores from Houston after quite a long time and made it to the festival on Saturday afternoon I knew it was going to be a good time because there was *sex in the air, y’all also I saw two dudes really going at it behind the portable toilets.* **I was in the right place.** So next thing you know, I get a drink and really no girls pay attention to me for the next 6 or 7 hours, most of them seem to try to avoid eye contact and one guy took my beer right out of my hand and wouldn’t give it back. This was obviously kind of hot and I guess I should point out at this point that obviously I’m straight.
31st birthday sex with wife [MF]
Sorry this is kind of long…
For my 31st birthday this past Saturday, my wife (32/f, blonde, 5’3, 130, fake 34DD) told me anything was on the table minus anal. The plan was to have day drinking/mini pub craw with friends and then head home to have fun. I told my wife what I had in mind and she seemed to be surprised but also excited. I wanted to spend time pleasuring her and having her ride my face until she came.
So to cut to the good stuff, we get back to our place at about 6 or 7 and we are prettty buzzed. We started getting hot and heavy. I unzip her short daisy dukes and unsnap her bodysuit tank at the crotch. As I rub her clit I remind my wife of what I’m excited to do and she pauses… she isn’t sure she wants me to do that because she’s been hot and sweaty all day. I told her in a lot of detail how to me that was a huuuuge turn on and i drunkenly rambled and for a lack of a better term, verbally made love to her pussy and ass. It made her feel a lot less self conscious. She smiled and told me assume the position. So I got on my back and she put her beautiful butt cheeks on my face and spread her legs slightly so I could begin. Her only stipulation was no ass eating this go around.
The Housewife and the Pool Boy, Part 1 [mF]
Every day was the same.
Wake. Run on treadmill for forty-five minutes. Take shower. Get dressed. Wake and take care of baby. Go to bed.
She dreamed of being a mother and it was rewarding and fulfilling. But her husband worked long hours nearly two hours away from home, which made him gone more than not. When he finally came home, he wanted to drink a glass of red wine while eating his re-heated dinner and then retreat to his study for a couple of hours before falling asleep.
They loved each other. But sometimes love isn’t enough.
She didn’t know how he felt but she felt lonely. They didn’t have a sex life since the baby was born and she longed, even yearned, for physical touch. If the cute bag boy grazed her hand at the market when he handed her groceries she tingled.
It was Thursday afternoon. The baby was napping. She sat alone in her bedroom, on the edge of her neatly made bed, gazing out the window, watching the blue pool water ripple gently in the breeze.
She was always with her baby, but she had never felt more alone.
Writing Exercises: Heather’s Story Chapter 3 [Tease][More World Building]
***Author’s Note***: *There is a bit more world building going on here, and a little tease. The next chapter gets serious, like the first.*
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I felt a profound sense of worry coming into class Monday morning. Even though I was reasonably sure I wasn’t going to see Heather until the next day, I was still uneasy. After nearly four straight hours teaching two separate periods, I was drained. It had been a constant challenge for me to focus on the lesson. We were discussing Milton’s *Paradise Lost* in my first class*,* and I felt that Satan’s rebellious and treacherous nature suited Heather.
I was distracted and on edge in each course, waiting for it to end. It was clear that the students knew it too, as they were disjointed also. I had spent the morning failing to ignite their curiosity, and felt bad because of it, though I knew that not every lesson could be exciting to them. Finally returning to my office, I opened the door, paranoid over the possibility that Heather might be waiting in my seat.
[MF] Finally Fucking Erica
Part 1 (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8jl620/i_got_head_from_my_highschool_crush/?utm_source=reddit-android)
Part 2 (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8jyxi8/mf_returning_the_favour/?utm_source=reddit-android)
And now for the thrilling conclusion! I’ll just dive in where I left off last….
Erica grabbed my rock hard cock through my jeans and pulled me closer to her. She bit her bottom lip eagerly as she loosened my belt and unzipped my fly. She pulled down my jeans and my boxer briefs at once, and my cock sprang out like a jack-in-the-box, smacking her in the nose.
I laughed. Still laying on her side on the couch, her shirt pulled down to her waist with her perfect tits out, she looked up at me seriously and said, “shut up”
Then she grabbed my ass and forced my cock down her throat still looking up at me. She kept my cock at the back of her throat staring up at me for a few seconds that felt like eternity until I started rocking my hips, fucking her throat. She was drooling around my dick, her mouth wet and sloppy. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer like this so I pulled my cock out of her mouth. I wanted to fuck her.
She like to be dominant when we’re baked [MF] [femdom] [long] [pee]
Reposting this today because I’m dumb and I didn’t read the rules.
Sorry in advance about formatting. This is my first ever story and I’m on mobile. This story involves Femdom, And pee play. Skip down for the sexy stuff, or read the whole thing I’m not your boss.
I suppose I should start with what we look like. My wife is a bombshell, just shy of 5’, a lifelong dancer with shoulder length auburn hair, outstanding D cups and an ass that I can’t even describe. I am about 6’ I’ve been told I have a “farm boy” build since I’ve done nothing but manual labor since high school.
Most nights go something like this, put the baby to bed, get stoned and fool around while some BBC nature documentary plays on Netflix in the background. Tonight was going to go differently, her mom took the baby for the night so we had the house to ourselves and no responsibilities the next day.
[F]inally got to [F]uck Nataly ;) [FF]
I met Nataly about 2 years ago. She is this cute and sexy girl at work who is about 10 years younger than me. After we met, as soon as she found out my exgf and I had ended our relationship, she made it clear that she wanted to get with me, despite the fact she has a boyfriend.
Time went by and while I did convey to her that I welcomed her flirting, and did flirt back to a degree, I never made an actual move to try to get with her. See, my issue is that once I taste a girl’s pussy and I happen to like it, then I start craving her, and I didn’t need to be getting those cravings from a girl I see at work often, and who’s not even technically available.
Claiming the Queen [MF] [fantasy] [anal] [Mdom]
*How could my asshole be so greedy?* She wasn’t unfamiliar to having fingers or tongues or kisses in her asshole, but as the General grabbed her by the waist and held her firmly in his grip while fucking her ass with three fingers, the storm in her womb thundered. Hot flashes of lust filled her mind as her asshole swallowed up his fingers. She clawed at his bed, squeezed her own breasts, and even kicked out with her feet, but nothing could stop it. Her asshole spread, easing up to the foreign objects, falling in love with the vigorous motions.
He’d taken complete command of her, like how a body controls its shadow. She tried to move, but he held her in place. She tried to speak, but pleasure blocked her throat. Ouros was so big and powerful; Oviya could not believe how much it turned her on to be transformed into a submissive sex slave. She would bend to his every desire, she realized, as she came.
Her knees knocked and went weak, her ass trembled as the orgasm flooded her thighs. “Enough,” she whispered, unable to bear it any further.
A Makeover for Sylvie’s Party – Part III
[Setting up for Sylvie’s Party – The Chair – Part II](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8l8w4v/setting_up_for_sylvies_party_the_chair_part_ii)
Lina descended the stairs and headed to the kitchen, following the low hum of voices. The kitchen’s sliding door opened onto the patio. That door was one of 2 ways to the backyard, certainly not the closest egress, but passing through the kitchen would give Lina a chance to check in and see what was happening. She hoped it didn’t count as disobeying, since Brad had vaguely instructed her to be on the patio in 40 minutes. He didn’t say “Pass through the kitchen on your way, pet.”
Lina paused in the doorway and immediately noticed that Layla was pressed up against the counter cutting crudités while Brad whispered something in her ear. Layla always threw the best parties and had such a talent setting up a good evening of fun, food and drinks. She had had everyone over a month ago and even without Brad’s instruction, the event was one to remember. Lina really admired her and liked her, but still a slight tingle of jealously went up Lina’s spine as she saw Brad instructing Layla. Really, he was giving her directions she clearly didn’t need!
My girlfriend picked up another girl at the bar, so we brought her home [mff]
My girlfriend and I usually find girls to play with on reddit or fetlife, but this was quite different…
The early part of the day was spent at a tattoo parlor. I was getting a few pieces done and I was lucky enough to have Rachel with me. Even though she was gone for an hour to get her nails done– a light blue– I still owed her. She picked the movie (Cabin in the Woods) and then insisted we go out to a nearby bar to dance. I’m not someone who dances often, but I relented. She watched me get stabbed by a needle for a few hours, so it was only fair that we spend the rest of the evening doing what she wanted. So we got dressed, me in a pair of jeans and a tank top and her in a little black dress. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think she was trying to get laid tonight. We made the walk a few blocks to the bar in question, one that is a normal dive-y place downstairs but has a dj on weekend nights upstairs. We got a drink (gin/tonic for me, vodka/club for her) while we waited on the line to get upstairs and finally made it.