The time I drove 4.5 hours to Canada for a new cock… [FM]

[Picture](https://imgur.com/a/3mLu2)

After a recent separation, I needed to try something new. I posted on /r/gonewild a few times before receiving a PM, asking me what I thought was my best feature. It seemed like a fun one to respond to. I told him I thought it was my smile, and then shared a picture of it. After about a month of chatting on KiK, and realizing that we were actually pretty close, geographically, he invited me to come there. Nervousness built up immediately, but I knew I wanted to do it.

The day finally came. I packed up my car and drove 4.5 hours. I smirked when the border patrol officer asked why I was entering the country…

I arrived to a new city, parked my car, and walked to his building. He let me in, we took the elevator to his apartment, and walked in, all without saying a word. I set my bags down, and nervously asked him if I still had to follow the orders he had given me previously. He said yes. My whole body was shaking.

Morning Play [DD/lg]

***This a story about two consenting adults engaging in play that some might consider squeamish. It is a Daddy Dom/Little Girl story, so if that would make you uncomfortable please skip it***

Her hair shimmered in the morning light poking in from between the curtains on the window. Her small martini glass shaped breasts rose and fell slowly in her peaceful slumber. The black sheets made her pale skin all the more so because of the stark contrast. The room was quiet except for the low hum of the ceiling fan above the bed. He rolled onto his side and watched her for a long while contemplating what he would do to start.

Pulling back the covers, he traced his fingers lightly across her stomach and down between her leg. She was wet already, whatever she was dreaming about must be good he thought. The smile on her face seemed to confirm his suspicion. His fingers slid into her wetness and spread it up and over her special spot. Her body shuttered as he touched it and her legs spread apart instinctively. With the gentlest of touch, he began rubbing her special spot.

[MF] What Daddy needs when you come back

I miss you so much baby girl. But I’m not the only one who misses you, he does too. And he misses you something fierce. He can’t wait to see you again. Even the time we’ve spent apart, is enough to cause daddy to tingle with the thought of you here. When I think of you now, sometimes I become him without you around, but with nothing to do.

I imagine you walking through the door, dropping your bags and saying “I’m home daddy”. I leave the couch and wrap you in my arms, pulling you tight, and then away and press my lips to yours. We kiss hungrily, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths as our hands explore each other bodies. Your hand finds the back of my head as you pull my hair and push your lips harder into mine. My hand ends up with a tight grip on your ass, pulling your body closer into mine as I push you up against the wall. We make out like we haven’t seen each other in months, until you hand finds its way between my legs and strokes my growing cock. I stop and say “no touching until I say so”. You whine and whimper “yes Daddy”.

Immortal Fruits [MF]

Blake had his first art showing at the gallery. It began in January when he started a
series of artworks based on iconic local women. They were all nude in the paintings but the paintings were tastefully done. All through January and February, I wondered how he had got so many of these women to agree to his agenda. The inspiration came from the fact we were in a new decade and that we were *“reborn, spiritually naked, ready for the next level”.* Blake was very capable of being a bit flowery. That is why we love him so much. Most of his artwork had revolved around nude women. He swore it was nothing untoward – it was just something he was good at. When they did life drawings at university, he came out top of the class for his ability to perfectly capture the human curve. Ever since we were eighteen, he had been asking me to pose for him and I always refused. As much as it looks like I like being exposed, there was something that always freaked me out about Blake. Before I agreed to anything, I went to speak to him about my concerns. Blake was always a little upset I didn’t seem to trust his motives.

Sixteen Ch. 1-2 [Fantasy, Slave, Werewolf]

(Apologies for formatting not carrying over, will post more chapters as interest dictates! This the first couple chapters of my completed novelette.)

Sixteen

Prologue:
The girl looks at her naked form in the full length mirror. She turns to look at her figure, her large breasts sitting atop her thin frame which curved down softly into her hips. She turns more, looking at her heart shaped bottom. She had been waiting for these curves forever; she hopes to heaven they aren’t a disappointment.

Sixteen is a late bloomer, lots of the girls with higher numbers than her had fully developed already and been claimed. She thought back at the disappointment in her Master’s eyes as he looked over her body each day, ordering a different diet here, vitamins and hormone treatments there. Yesterday she finally saw the long awaited smile on his face as he nodded in approval, and told her she was ready. He never once touched her. She used to get goosebumps watching him touch the girls that belonged to him. Loving caresses. Would her new master touch her this way?

Happy 8th of March [group]

Not much of a writer, but I just experienced something rather hot and amusing, so I decided to make my first GWS-post.

A few weeks ago, I came across this petite, beautiful girl on fetlife. I do rope bondage, so I sent her a message, asking if she wanted to meet up for a coffee or something and letting me tie her up if the chemistry was evident. She complied, we met up, and the chemistry was indeed evident, so I invited her home to tie her up. After a few rope sessions, we ended up fucking, and decided on a fuck-friend type of relationship.

Now, this girl is a hardcore feminist. Me, I’m not much of a feminist. I’m all for equality, but I think feminists go about it the wrong way, so their views don’t really get along with mine. And towards the society, I act like a chauvinist, as I seem to get the best reactions doing so. So in this girls’ mind, I was a chauvinistic pig who happened to be an amazing lay.

Which brings us to yesterday.

Hot fun with a sexy Uber driver [MF]

A bit new to writing about experiences I’ve had, but just had to share this crazy thing that happened to me a few months ago. I was away from school for a long weekend visiting my family. I didn’t have a car so was pretty reliant on using Uber and such to get around. I was going to visit some high school friends who were also back in town and so like usual requested an Uber pickup on my phone.

The car pulls up and I am a little surprised to see a female driver. I’m honestly not sure I’ve ever had a female driver in any of my Uber rides for whatever reason. She is an attractive woman, a bit older than me, maybe in her mid to late 30s (I’m 23), blonde with a cute face. My friend’s place is maybe a 15 minute drive away and as we pull away from my house, the driver starts chatting with me a bit. She is pretty friendly and outgoing and it’s fun chatting her up a bit during the drive. At times, the conversation seems to almost border on flirtatious, as she asks if I had a girlfriend (I didn’t) and I respond asking if she is married (she was). Usually when I talk to my Uber drivers, I inevitably ask them how they like driving for Uber, what it’s like, etc. As I’ve heard from other drivers, she talk about how it could be decent money and that she enjoyed meeting and getting to know different people but that sometimes things could get a little crazy. I ask her what she meant by that and she went on to tell me that she had on occasion ended up having a drink with her riders after dropping them off.

Massage fun [mf] Long story.

Finally getting caught up and wanted to share another story….

I work at a school, and enjoy the benefits of the school breaks. This happened during the presidents week break.

My husband usually travels around this time to Florida for work and last year was the first time I went with him. This year, I traveled with him again, but I coordinated a trip with some of my coworkers to take a trip and get some sun as well. I was bored last year by myself while my husband worked. I figured this time would be better.

It was about 8 of my coworkers that went on this trip. We all stayed at the same hotel. We had group outings the first two days of the trip but then it was clear that the single crew wanted to hang out at bars and clubs every night. Bobby and I were the only two that were married and both were accustomed to chilling low key. If I wanted to drink, I felt better being home and having a few drinks.

[MF] My one experience at club Sesso (lengthy read)

Like it says in the title, this a kind of a long story. Was catching up with an ex who messaged me our of nowhere last night, and eventually led me to telling her about the only time I’ve ever been to a sex club. It’s the only time I’ve ever written it out before, the only other few times I talked about it, it was always verbally. Anyways, I’m basically copying and pasting the conversation, so if it’s not up to par, excuse me lol

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Unfortunately, and yes, I do mean unfortunately, it only happened once. I took a girl there, we had sex for, I don’t even know how long, and after awhile, she was almost to cum-drunk to even form sentences, while I still hadn’t climaxed even once. That kind of sucked lol

We never had anyone else join us, but I’m pretty sure at some point another woman approached the bed, but I was too absorbed in the moment to really let it click.

Just to paint a better picture….