Someone said I should try posting in this sub about some of my butt plug habits lol. I started putting things in my butt when I was pretty young and for whatever reason I loved it. When I was a freshman in high school I so badly wanted to wear something in my butt out in public and the thought of it made me so horny but I hadn’t yet discovered butt plugs so I decided to tape an oval shaped mascara bottle to the inside of my panties and when I wore them the mascara bottle would stay in my ass and not get stuck lol. The first time I wore those to school I was soaking wet all day and it turned me on so much having that little secret that nobody knew about. I got my first butt plug soon after and those changed my life and I wish I would have discovered them earlier instead of crafting my own weird underwear or using all the weird objects I used lol. I know it sounds crazy but when I’m nervous about something I crave putting a plug in my butt and it always helps reduce my anxiety. Idk if it’s the mix of pleasure and pain that is just a distraction from whoever is making me nervous at the time but either way it’s something I do pretty often lol. Anyway feel free to message me if you want and here is a picture of me wearing one of my plugs ?
[MF] Hooked up with my co-worker at work in her boss’s office! (long story)
Love this sub. Visit it every so often for great sex ideas and for the rush of hearing various stories.
Made a throw away account way back when…decided to put it to good use for a wild story.
I live in a metropolitan city and work for a large company that happened to have certain employees come into the offices on the weekend during severe storm support coverage. Blah blah blah. It sucks…but it’s what my salary is based upon unfortunately so I have to come in every so often.
Anyways…Little bit about myself: I’m a fairly well built guy. Athletic (played sports throughout life. Basketball, Baseball, Football & QB in High School/college), not 100% in perfect shape…but I can hold my own during pickup games of basketball before I’m seriously gasping for air, 6′ 2″ and I try to do activities when I can. As per usual, no real names so I’ll call myself Chris.
[mm] [oral] You were supposed to teach me to ski!
“You were supposed to tech me how to ski, though.” I said, climbing into the bed, and pulling up the dividing pillows.
Nobody wanted any “accidents”.
“You’re too old dude.” He laughed and continued to flex in the mirror.
“I’m only 28!” I shouted with mock indignation. “And no boob play in the room dude. Keep that shit for your gym weirdos.”
He grinned at me in the mirror and bounced his large, overly defined pecs in my direction.
“You’re just mad cos you can’t have any.”
In reality, I had had dreams about those glorious pecs of his. Waking nightmares where I risked it all and made a move on the hottest body builder I knew. Where he threw me back easily and turned his back on me forever.
He knew I had a thing for him, and loved to tease me about it. Making sure we got the same room on this ski trip was just the latest in his targeted torment of me!
I turned away and went to bed, hoping he hadn’t seen my rapidly stiffening dick.
*Deep breaths*. I thought to myself. *Serenity now*.
[F] Why I decided to post a few pictures
I had a talk with someone yesterday and they asked me how I got the courage to post my pictures. I’m not sure if it’s that I am seeking attention, or something to make me feel empowered about my body. (I’m still not strong enough to show my face).
Lately things between my husband and I have gotten a little stale. We are good communicators and he we talked about different things we can do to reignite the fire – going on more dates, things like role playing, even couples therapy. It worked for a while, but it didn’t seem to go the way we both planned. He is older than I am and I have been with my husband since I was in undergrad and it seems like we both missed out on the “fun” times of our lives. He is away for work abit and although he says he is faithful, I think that he definitely has fooled around when he is away.
[MF] [DDlg] [struggle fucking] my boyfriend fucked me in the ass in an abandoned building (sfw pic included)
My heart is still beating thinking about this, I just had to get it off my chest.. maybe a bit soft for gonewild but still hope you enjoy!
I can’t have regular sex right now for medical reasons… it’s been two weeks and I’m going crazy, touching myself over my panties to get as much pleasure out of it as I can. And since I can’t get fucked in the pussy I’ve been thinking about my bf (also my daddy dom) to get me to fuck me in the ass. We’ve done it before and of course he loves it but we don’t do it often because it hurts too much for me, and when I start crying or resisting too much he backs off. I’ve been trying to get him to ignore my “no’s” and keep going anyway.
Stretch me (the stranger at the bar)
I stepped into the shower, tentatively tested the water, it was warm and soft. I eased myself into its warmth, slowly adjusting as the water warmed my body, acclimatised. I turn around, feeling my whole body relax as the jets caress my shoulders and back. I throw my head back so the water hits straight onto my face and I feel it gush down my cheeks and probe around my mouth. I close my eyes and strain towards the source, opening my mouth and inviting it in. A wave of ecstasy washes through my body, the tingle starts in my chest then rapidly moves down, my abs tense, a quiver takes me over as it kisses my clit, then the wave fades and abates towards my toes.
Coming round, I grab the shampoo and generously lather my bobbed hair, massaging my head as I run my fingers through the delightful tickle of my undercut. I wash it off vigorously, with the suds running down my face that I wipe away with the back of my hand imagining it’s the hand of a man powerfully caressing me.
I hear the door to the hotel room, he’s here. I knew he would come. I continue to clean myself as he steps into the bathroom, standing silently by the side of the bath, he watches me as I soap myself. My body is tense with excitement and fear, I maintain a pretence of oblivion to his presence, waiting for his move.
[MF] REPOST: The “How long can you go game” for my sub.
This is a repost of a story about the training of my amazing sub. I am posting these to remind her of all the things she has done that have made her what she is today. This all started a little over a year ago……………….. enjoy.
This is another posting from my on-line sub that she wanted to share. As background, we started a reddit based sub training relationship, and over the last few months she been trained to be a good little pain slut. you can see the prior stories in r/gonewild if that helps. For this “game” she had been forced to masturbate and spank herself for 3 days and taking herself as close to an orgasm as possible during each session, without having an orgasm. The premise of the game was to use each “toy” she now has and get to the absolute edge of orgasm with each, and then stop and go to the next “toy”, If at any time she came, the game would stop. If she made it to the end, then she would get a reward. This starts on the 4th day after 3 days of edging herself. ……. Enjoy the replay.
The ultimate trust
I had been talking to him for a long time. Years infact. He always supported me, pushed me to achieve my goals, allowed me to rant and scream with no come back. Slowly slowly building trust. I spoke to him one day then weeks later I was to meet him. It had been a tumultuous week and I was not looking my best, ripped jeans and a dinosaur t-shirt. He offered me a bath, gave me tea and a razor and I gladly accepted. Bathing with the door open, allowing the warmth of the water to was the stress of the week away. He knew me, understood me, knew my carnal desires, me easiness and openness that I did not see sex as something sacred but as something wonderful and to be given freely.
As I was lying there a shadow darkened the door and suddenly he was beside me, fully dressed, just standing quietly.
“Hello” I said, looking up at him and raising myself from the water exposing my chest.
“Is there something you want?”
The Mont Clair School for Girls part two [free use] [light fdom] [oral] [FM]
Harriette pushed me to my knees. I could smell sex in the room and would’ve been hard if I hadn’t just shot deep into Clarisse. Harriette knew, but she was determined to make me regret having cum in her roommate. She (so I heard) only used the boys when I was one of them, and would otherwise see Laura or force Clarisse to eat her out. She put a hand on the back of my head, pulling me between her legs, and I started eating her out.
“You only got to cum in the salutatorian’s hairy cunt because I told her you’re good” she taunted.
I wanted to shoot back some quip about the field hockey team being all lesbians anyways, but I remembered the contract we signed and what the headmistress might do to me if I wasn’t subservient with the girls. My tongue made slow letters on Harriette’s clit while two fingers massaged her rough g-spot. She loved my fingering and I knew I’d outlast her taunts. She leaned back to sit on her desk, on leg still up on the chair, and I continued to lap up the musky wetness between her labia, below the wide brown landing strip that she usually covered with a pair of black pantyhose ripped open at the crotch.
You’re about to discreetly pleasure yourself while reading an erotic novel in a park, just as I arrive. [MF]
I’m new to this subreddit, and I haven’t quite figured out what I’d like to get out of it. What I know is that I really enjoy writing short stories for women, and having them tell me how much it turned them on. There’s very little that compares to the thought of being able to get a woman off with just my words.
So, a bit about myself – I’ve written about 10 stories over the course of the last 5 years – mostly for long-distance ex-gfs, and occasionally for random girls I’ve met online. All of my stories were written spontaneously on Skype, based on a theme, set, and setting that the girl felt like having an erotic story written about. I am by no means an experienced writer, and I have a lot to work on in terms of the overall flow and coherence of my stories. I particularly struggle with setting the background of the story, dialogues between characters, and the ending. My dialogues seem to come of a bit too mundane and sometimes cheesy (for me anyway).