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[M] A quickie with a married [F]emale in the Night Club bogs

I’ve written a couple of stories before of things that happened in my past. I’ve had nothing of note to write about in my present until something happened last weekend.

As I’m recently 40 most of my friends are married, shacked up and have kids so I don’t go out much. I had a serious partner of a few years until recently and one of my friends wive’s had taken pity on me and told him to have a night out with me. He didn’t take much persuading.

We were out in our local city in middle England and towards the end of the night we headed to our favourite bar/club where they play older more alternative music. We hadn’t been in there long when I got talking to a woman at the bar. Her name was Liz, she was early 40’s and she initiated the conversation and was a little flirty. I noticed the wedding ring and called her on it. She said window shopping is fine and we carried on chatting. She was about 5’1” (taller in her heals) auburn hair. Very cute face with big green eyes, a nice but smallish rack (B-Cups) with cleavage on show. She was a little thic with nice thighs and a good butt in her jeans. Read more »

second encounter with Filipino beauty [MF][some feet]

(link to fist part at end)
After my first experience with Sue we continued to talk on the phone regularly which now made me even more horny knowing what the other guys must have felt, and also more frustrated because she told me about fucking them while we still had not…

I remember one day on campus we were making out in one of the hallways when she told me about her new black panties she had on.

Sue: Do you want to see them? They have a little bow on the front (she teased).

Me: (with the look of desire in my eyes) please, I need to see them.

Sue:(a small giggle and a sly grin ran across her face) oh Im not sure, I don’t want us to get caught.

Although knowing how kinky she was I did not think she wouldn’t really mind.
(she once told me that when she got really worked up thinking about somebody during a class she would sometimes leave to play with herself in the bathroom)

Me: (we are now looking at each other like we are in our own little world, both of us smiling) you know you want to show me so stop playing. Read more »

300 Words

300 Words

THIS STORY IS FICTION.

I walked in from work, and she was still there. She couldn’t get away, of course, but she certainly didn’t seem to make any effort to, either. Her bonds were burlap, and I’m sure they were quite uncomfortable by now.

I noticed that her water cup was empty, so I grabbed a fresh straw and a refill. The sheets were stained with her urine, and it was starting to smell a bit ripe, so I grabbed a new set from the closet and started toward her.

She was tied face down on the bed. That’s the way she liked it best – she liked the element of surprise, she once told me. I placed her new water within reach, and gently scratched her back.
“Wake up, honey, It’s time.” I said.

She awoke slowly and raised her head, turning toward me. Her hair was amuss, and her face was caked with dried remnants of this morning’s session.

“Good morning, Daddy”, she said, as she began to stretch her arms, then her legs, as far as her confinements would allow.

“Ready to change, my bunny?” I asked. Read more »

hitting up exgf ‘s friend update [MF](no sex)

Links to the first two stories at bottom. (those are more gonewild)(feet)(cheating)

I haven’t talked to leah for years, but I have always felt that I might be able to fuck around with her again, given a good opportunity.

I had just finished my fall semester classes so I decided to go back to my hometown.
I currently have a girlfriend and have no plans of cheating on her but she had told me a week earlier that she didn’t consider me getting a handjob really cheating.

On the 4 hour drive I was thinking about leah for long stretches of time, causing my dick to harden.
I was so desperately horny thinking about what may happen.
While I was thinking about her I started to slowly rub my around the head.

With the information that my girl gave me I hit Leah up right when I arrived thinking I may be able to get another footjob or something. Read more »

Brimstone Series Book 2 – Episode 3

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**Stacey**

My lips were puckered to the side and my fist tucked under my chin. I had spent at least half an hour just standing there, nerves keeping me from resolution.

Beginning the process again, I flipped through my small, limited closet. I wasn’t sure what to wear today. Normally, I wouldn’t give my wardrobe this much thought – I preferred classic pairings, but today I was battling with internal morals.

On one hand, the thought of dressing up for Chris appealed to my lewd sexual fantasies, which have not stopped, but rather they increased in frequency after I began this position, the proximity as kindling to my fire. But on the other, the thought of his invitation for lunch being more than just a business move was damn hard to believe.

He was an iron curtain, his demeanor solemn, words few and far between. Our typical interactions were mechanical and brief, which is why this invitation was that much more bizarre. I didn’t see why we couldn’t discuss business in the office, so it was either a way to grow our employee-employer bond, or . . . he had ulterior motives. Read more »

Brimstone Series Book 2 – Episode 3

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**Stacey**

My lips were puckered to the side and my fist tucked under my chin. I had spent at least half an hour just standing there, nerves keeping me from resolution.

Beginning the process again, I flipped through my small, limited closet. I wasn’t sure what to wear today. Normally, I wouldn’t give my wardrobe this much thought – I preferred classic pairings, but today I was battling with internal morals.

On one hand, the thought of dressing up for Chris appealed to my lewd sexual fantasies, which have not stopped, but rather they increased in frequency after I began this position, the proximity as kindling to my fire. But on the other, the thought of his invitation for lunch being more than just a business move was damn hard to believe.

He was an iron curtain, his demeanor solemn, words few and far between. Our typical interactions were mechanical and brief, which is why this invitation was that much more bizarre. I didn’t see why we couldn’t discuss business in the office, so it was either a way to grow our employee-employer bond, or . . . he had ulterior motives. Read more »

Some where between Texas and California… [FM] [True]

Out in the middle of nowhere is more like it. I haven’t seen anything for miles except a few cars here and there. It’s pitch black and the only lights are coming from the Honda we’re driving. This is a long stretch of freeway and if you actually do the speed limit, it just seems like it would take you forever to get where you’re going. So 80 mph or so is quite natural I guess, maybe 75.

Mia and I are on our way to California. We just left Texas and we’re traveling to California to live… it’s 1996.

Mia is, 5’2, 125lbs, petite, very cute, brown eyes, brown hair… long, and … she’s driving for now… we swap off.

She also happens to be wearing a black mini skirt. I think she chose that on purpose still to this day, but if you asked her she would deny it. She was the only girlfriend that I’ve had that LOVED sex in public…. very public.

I’m suppose to be sleeping, because… we’re working a rotation for “who drives the car next.” Read more »

[F] The second blowjob I ever gave

Get ready to strap in for the long haul, folks, ‘cause this one’s a doozy!

So, this was supposed to be the story of the second blowjob I ever gave- you can find the story of the first one [here-](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7s2wc6/the_first_blowjob_i_f_ever_gave/) but turned into much more. So, not only is this the story of my second BJ (which will actually take place in the next installment), but also of the first time someone else brought me to an orgasm.

So, as described in my previous post, I didn’t have much experience with men at this point in my life. That remains true for this story. However, unlike last time, this experience was with my boyfriend at the time, meaning I was much more comfortable and confident with what we were doing.

The night started off pretty innocently. My boyfriend, who we’ll call Steven, had invited me over to his place to hang out and watch a movie. We hadn’t been dating that long, and had only recently cemented our status as a couple, but I was already more infatuated with him than I’d ever been with a guy. To this day, I haven’t managed to top our first date (which ended with us making out in a field under the stars. Yeah, it was great). So, needless to say, I was eager to please. Read more »

Looking for short story with blurry consent line

Hi all. I am a college student majoring psychology, and I have to create a study for my senior capstone class. For the study I have designed, I need a short story that has a blurry consent line. I am looking for something where reasonable people could disagree as to whether the individual gave consent for sex. Does anyone have anything like this? Or can you point me in the right direction?