Seeing her there in that dress, I’m almost salivating. It’s the night of “Semi-Formal”, a college
sorority event that throws everyone back into the world of high school. You get a date, dress to
the nines, and get secretly wasted on your way to some event location. This time we were
headed to an art gallery in the hopes of drunkenly critiquing the budding artists of small town
Kansas. It was me, my date, and four other friends of ours. I’ve always thought I clean up well.
Not that I dress like a slob, but when you slap a suit & tie on me (and my nice black dress shoes)
I can kinda be a stud (5’7”, thick brown hair, slender/toned, sporting stubble instead of a
beard). Not to be egotistical or anything. What I wasn’t prepared for though, was how well my
date could clean up too. Sitting in the foyer of her sorority there are a hundred different girls all
dolled up strolling about, but I can’t take my eyes off the one who I knew was mine. The hottest
one at the party. Daisy. I had spent a lot of time with Daisy up to this point. She’s about 5’6”,
nice blonde hair, perky little B-cup tits, a bundle of energy, and an ass that was absolutely to die
for. However, up until this point I would’ve described her as pretty, cute, adorable, or beautiful.
But now, she was “sexy”. I couldn’t believe it. Wonderful makeup (even though she looks pretty
without any on too), straightened hair, and a dress covered in gold and purple flowers. I had
seen the dress in photos before but didn’t realize the affect it would have on me in person.
Redbone: And My Solo [F]antasy in the Shower
I close my car door and make my way towards my cabin where my 12 teenage campers are asleep. It was nice to have a night off to go into town, if only for a little bit. Being a camp counselor turned out to be no easy task. So after dealing with children all day, a large Whataburger milkshake was desperately needed. I lock my car and it replies with a single “chirp”, letting me know it’s locked up for the evening. Camp’s quiet except for the buzzing of the cicadas in the trees. A bright full moon shines in the East Texas sky, its watery reflection bouncing off of the still lake behind the cabins. The tall shortleaf and loblolly pine trees sway gently in the breeze. I pause to admire the serenity of the beautiful scene.
[MF] Sarah is Reminded of the Rules
You can read the stories in this series in the following order: [1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6q21ob/mf_sarah_had_never_been_treated_properly/) , [2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6qgbya/mf_sarah_stays_the_night/) , and [3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6rr5g7/mf_sarah_shows_off_her_baking_skills/).
After our first weekend together Sarah and I developed a close relationship that did slow down physically. It was difficult as we only saw each other on the weekends, but not constantly trying something new allowed us to be comfortable. She had an oral fixation and obsession with “keeping my balls empty”. Sarah insisted on making me cum when she first arrived on Friday nights, and always wanted it on her face. There was almost a paranoia about it. If my load was too small, then something might be wrong.Her obsession continued over the course of every weekend. A blowjob on the way home from every date was non-negotiable. When we would cuddle on the couch and watch Netflix she would lick the spot right behind my balls or suck them softly. I didn’t sleep much those weekends. At least once each night I’d wake up to her licking my soft cock until it was erect and her whispering “I want to make sure you’re empty”. Sarah insisted that the last thing we did before she left was for me to cum in her mouth, without any ejaculation. The impact of her first boyfriend cheating on her was still quite apparent.
I Lost My Virginity To A Prostitute In Amsterdam [MF]
When I was seventeen I went travelling around Europe. It was the first trip I had taken entirely on my own and I was having an amazing time – I guess I’m kind of a loner, present company excepted. I did meet people at hostels and on trains though, and in the course of talking to some guys I met in Germany I learned about the window brothels in Amsterdam.
I was amazed. I knew prostitutes existed, but I had *absolutely* no idea how you’d go about finding one. The fact that it was illegal back home had scared me out of ever trying. But, I was told, in Amsterdam not only was it legal, it was easy. The women hung around in windows and all you had to do was stroll up and knock. The idea that I could just go and do this and have the whole virginity situation taken care of in the space of half an hour was intoxicating.
Locked Boardroom (MF, oral, couples friendly, incomplete)
first post here, sorry for the incomplete — if anyone is interested reading more, let me know and I’ll post when finished. Thanks for taking the time to check it out.
This is an ongoing story between my fiancee and myself, each completing a few paragraphs and sending it to the other to continue…
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I remember standing there, watching you talk to me. I was staring in to your eyes, but it wasn’t your words that held my attention. It was your eyes, always your eyes, that held me. I was locked in when I took a step forward and slipped my arms around your waist. You stopped talking, looking curiously up at me. I swung the boardroom door closed and bent my head to you, kissing you gently on the mouth. You paused, surprised, then returned the kiss gently. I moved against you, hands encircling you, my lips more insistent now. My hand slid up from the small of your back, across your shoulders and neck and through your hair, pulling your head closer to me. My mouth quickening on yours as my passion swelled.
[Fmm] The Tutor pt. 3
Chapter 3
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The lab procedure Alicia had developed for her chemistry lab on Wednesday worked flawlessly. After demonstrating each step to the teaching assistant, she was released from class early and headed back to her dorm for a quick shower and change of clothes. She put on a lacy white bra and panty set under snug denim shorts and a pink, low-cut fashion tee.
Alicia grabbed her keys and purse before heading to the grocery store. The grin on her face hadn’t dimmed since her *anatomy lesson* the night before. Her body still trembled at the memory of the guys’ eager explorations. It may have started with tentative touches but it ended with an explosion of pleasure that had fixed her smile in place. Then she had rewarded them both in a most delicious way.
After arriving at the grocery store, she grabbed a shopping cart from the parking lot and headed inside. The first stop was to the produce section for big bags of spring mix and baby spinach. She picked up some roma tomatoes and cucumbers to dice up in the salad as well. Then she swung by the dairy case for some shredded cheeses and followed that with a selection of fresh sliced meats from the deli. Her last stop in the store was the aisle that provided health products.
A toy in the attic [MF] [Fsolo, rough, mc, ds, nosex, voy, sm]
It starts with a single gesture. A beckoning motion of my hand and you obediently follow me, holding the leash attached to your collar. Up the steps to the attic we walk, the wooden steps rough against your bare feet. The humid late summer air assaulting your bare flesh, causing stinging pinpricks of sweat to form over your body and trickle along your curves, dripping onto the slightly dusty floor boards.
My finger presses against your lips, silencing and stopping you as you enter the open space, moonlight pouring in through the sky light, illuminating the metal shackles anchored into the floor. Leaving your side, I walk over and begin to light two semi circles of pillar candles around the room, your eyes slowly adjusting to the soft, flickering light.
Turning to you with a slight nod and turn of my head, compelling you to walk into the circle and kneel, your forearms resting on your thighs, just as you are trained to do. I remove the leash and wrap it around my fist, as I examine your naked body, glistening with perspiration, from all sides. You arch your back, sticking your breasts and bottom out for me. You tilt your head back, eyes forward, exposing your neck, until you feel my gaze leaving your flesh.
We did a couples swap tonight! [Group]
Okay so I started posting this story in r/gonewildstories but then someone jumped on my thread before I could update and pissed me off. Now I’m sitting here drunk and high at home and decided I want to share it anyway. Too awesome a night.
Backstory can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7whzjw/welp_were_doing_this_tonight_group/?ref=share&ref_source=link) OR tl;dr a couple we’ve know for years and introduced my wife and I agree to a foursome.
So this story might not be as “sexy,” as a lot of the others on here, but it’s fun and we all had a really great time.
So we get over to Em and Matt’s place. Everyone is looking good, feeling good, but you can tell we’re all nervous. Matt opens an AMAZING bottle of wine (Jordan Cab Sauvignon 2007, I had to get the label and share it, you’re welcome) and we smoke some great bud to take the edge off. After some nervous chit-chatting I say sooooo, do we do this? We grab our glasses and we move to the bedroom.
The Lost Orgy
It was a shipwreck. The sands there where he landed were ivory white, the water crystal clear under his hands and his face where he lifted up like from a concussion. The white foam was salty in his lips. His head hurt like a thousand earthquakes. Where was he? Green palm trees that were wild shook back and forth before him as his legs wobbled forward through the lapping waves. When he came to something resembling intelligence he looked back out at the sea and had a sinking feeling in his heart. Everything was gone.
Here he was alone, desperate. He ventured into the interior of the jungle island. In his feet and hands he felt the danger that something could come out and kill him – it could be anything. But it wasn’t danger that awaited him in the island. He came at night across a circle of dark women seated in sand around a fire. They were beautiful. That was all they had in common, in addition to one other thing. They were sexual.
First they embraced him, gave him water, bread, meat. They told him before hand, the water had been infused with psychedelic mushrooms. Then they sat around the fire and talked, the man wrapped in an animal-skin blanket. His wet clothes were by the fire roasting dry. There was a woman named Zana who made the first move. She had straddled him first in silence and they held each other for minutes before bringing her ruby red lips to his. Each woman put their lips and tongues over his body, three of them licking the shaft of his penis, one woman with her large lips sucking intently like slow beating drums the tip. The intensity of the pleasure was almost too much. It began to hurt. He felt tongue flick across his asshole, then lick it, make love to it. He broke through and disappeared inside.
Erotica writer taking custom kink commissions [lit]
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Once you see how bad she is craving your dick, you tell her to get her back to her knees . You tease your cock on her lips, making her think you are going to let her suck you off. With a strong firm force grab, you immediately slam your cock down her throat. Making her gag and choke, with spit running down her face. You take another handful of her hair and start thrusting inside her mouth and throat. You now have her spit dripping down your balls as they slap her chin with every thrust. After your cock is completely soaked in her spit and before she is able to realize what is happening, you pick her up and throw her on the bed, flipping her onto her stomach. After you see her arch her back for you, knowing what is about to happen, you are then able to take a look at her wet pussy and tight asshole staring back at you. You take your already soaked cock and slide it up and down her pussy lips, letting her pussy lube your dick even more. You decide this is the perfect opportunity for you take her by surprise and stretch out her asshole… Hard, fast, and effortlessly. You start thrusting your dick insider her, feeling her tight hole grip around your cock, squeezing. While you are inside her, you are able to feel her asshole push your foreskin back, allowing you to feel every slide of pleasure.