[FM] Tinder fuck buddies with emotions

I saw this guy on Tinder, his profile just said “Lion, 24” and there was a photo of him in dark shades sitting on the bow of a boat sailing pristine seas. I swiped right and we instantly matched. “Hey!”, Lion quickly said and the rest is a blur. We moved to Viber and planned to meet up that night at my place. I met him in the parking lot at almost midnight, hopped into his car and he asked: “Aren’t you afraid I’m a killer?” “No” I answered. He kissed me deeply and passionately as if we had known each other for a long time. He grabbed my breasts as I felt out his rock hard cock beneath his sweatpants. It was dark but we looked each other in the eyes and smirked. “Let’s go up”, I coaxed and he obliged.

We ran up to my room. Our eyes were glued to each other as the elevator climbed the floors in what felt like an eternity then we rushed down the hall and I fumbled with my keys. We tumbled into my room and just as the door closed behind him, he pinned me up against the door and began kissing me wildly, biting and gasping between kisses. He was rough, raw, wild, untamed. He spun me around and started grinding he hard cock against my ass while he reached his hand into my pants to check how wet I was—soaking wet.

[FM] Spent the night at a hotel almost solely for this purpose (part 1)

Just before leaving to pick him up, I sent a snapchat to him of the butt plug I put in. Just having one in ensures my pussy will be wet but anticipation for this night would have done it.

Shortly after getting checked into a hotel, I was looking out the window and checking out the view. He came up to me and started kissing me, gently directing me toward the bed. He laid me down and continued to kiss me while moving a hand toward my pussy. He rubbed my pussy through my jeans, teasing me with what was to come. Then he pulled my shirt up, caressed and sucked on my tits. We kissed for a bit like that, with him over me, taking the time we had. He rolled over and I straddled him as he unzipped my jeans. I kissed him and rubbed his hard cock through his pants as played with my already wet pussy.

Individual Studies [mf] [mast] [voy]

Cory had signed up for an individualized study course at the local junior college. Supervised by admissions counselors, participants completed studies at their leisure, and reported on their progress periodically. This week was check-in & he’d have to wait in a conference room until he could be visited by Ms. Logan to discuss his progress.

He remembered the way she walked into the conference room the day he selected his topic. The skirt she wore bounced just slightly as she walked through the door, showing where her thigh-high hose ended and her tan skin began. He was all but certain that she hadn’t worn a thong that day. At least that’s how he thought of it. Often.

The conference rooms were one floor above the offices, around a large atrium in the services building. He chose the corner room, from which he could see her office. He turned the blinds to angle down, and sat down at a table near the window over-looking the administrative offices. He was early enough. And he couldn’t get those long legs out of his mind.

Individual Studies [mf] [masturbation] [voyeurism]

Cory had signed up for an individualized study course at the local junior college. Supervised by admissions counselors, participants completed studies at their leisure, and reported on their progress periodically. This week was check-in & he’d have to wait in a conference room until he could be visited by Ms. Logan to discuss his progress.

He remembered the way she walked into the conference room the day he selected his topic. The skirt she wore bounced just slightly as she walked through the door, showing where her thigh-high hose ended and her tan skin began. He was all but certain that she hadn’t worn a thong that day. At least that’s how he thought of it. Often.

The conference rooms were one floor above the offices, around a large atrium in the services building. He chose the corner room, from which he could see her office. He turned the blinds to angle down, and sat down at a table near the window over-looking the administrative offices. He was early enough. And he couldn’t get those long legs out of his mind.

Some [f]un on a golf course in the summer

This all happened this past summer. I was 18 years old at my family’s summer house, and I couldn’t sleep because I was too excited for my late night plans. I love the daring thrill of walking outside and stripping off my clothes in the middle of the night, feeling the wind against my body and the grass between my toes, wondering if anyone might be watching. And today was a perfect night for it!

It was a little bit rainy, which feels amazing against my skin, but it means I need to be extra daring and strip out of my clothes before leaving the house. I slipped out of my pajamas, and quietly went out the front door, hoping nobody would drive by as I gingerly walked across the pebbled driveway, being sure not to wake up my family with a major shift in the rocks.

When I reached the backyard, I lay down on the wet grass and felt amazing! I could immediately see that it was a special night. I had done all the work to get out here, and was in no mood to go back now. It was time to get a bit more daring.

Erotic writer taking custom kink/fetish commissions! [lit]

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At heart I have always been a creative writer. In the past year I have began writing on commission for strangers over the internet and it’s proven itself to be more fulfilling than I had ever expected.

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How The Inch Stole XXXmas

Every Fuck Down in Fucksville Liked XXXmas a lot…

But the Inch ,Who lived just north of Fucksville, Did NOT!

The Inch hated XXXmas! The whole XXXmas season!

Now, please don’t ask why. No one quite knows the reason.

It could be that his testicles were hung up far too high.

It could be, perhaps, that his bladder was shy.

But I think that the most likely reason of all,

May have been that his cock was two sizes too small.

But who cares why? The guy was a schmuck,

He stood there on XXXmas Eve, hating the Fucks,

Staring down from his lair with swollen, blue balls,

At the radiantly light windows below in their halls.

For he knew that every Fuck down where he gazed,

Was busy now, having their pubic hair shaved.

“And they’re trying on their nighties!” he snarled with a sneer,

“Tomorrow is XXXmas! It’s practically here!”

Then he growled, with his Inch fingers nervously drumming,

“I MUST find some way to stop All those Fuckers from cumming!”

For Tomorrow, he knew, all the lusty studs and sluts,

First time skinny dipping with two guys – 2/2 [FM]

— Click [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7n15il/first_time_skinny_dipping_with_two_guys_12_fm/) for Part 1.

After a few minutes, Chris brought everyone a beer and asked us to take a walk down to the river to see whether we want to go there next. Once I turned around, he was standing naked beside me. His cock now at my eyesight and I couldn’t help but to take a look.

His was completely different than Matt’s. He was flaccid but even so, he was bigger than Matt was semi hard. He had a really, really long cock. He was completely unshaven though so it looked a bit messy.

I took the beer and agreed to go to the river. Once I stood up, I wrapped myself in a towel and grabbed the beer. Chris decided to go completely nude.

When Matt stood up, Chris told him to stay there and stand guard. In case the owners came back, we had to knew to quickly get out, atleast that’s what he told Matt so that he’d stay. I knew Matt didn’t want me naked around another guy but still he stayed there.

[META] The World of Flights

A few months ago, I asked this community if it would be interested in reading a book with strong erotic themes. The answer was a tentative but resounding “yes”.

So, after having some real-life stuff to sort out, I’m finally in a position to make such a thing happen. With your permission and enthusiasm, I’ll be posting new chapters here every other week. Additionally, if there’s any interest in such a thing, I’ll be suggesting people have a look at my [Patreon](https://patreon.com/invite/wpqgbz) so I can, hopefully, double the upload speed.

But that’s a whole lot of talk for not a lot of bang, [so here’s the prologue!](https://docs.google.com/document/d/189vL3ODQg7qqKwpAVB43h8vjYwSBYaPJM5IcWXo2kqw/edit?usp=sharing)

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[MF] making the work day fun!

First time poster, long time lurker. Let me start off with I’m taller, and I’m decent shape. Even when this story took place about 7 yrs ago, I was 25. Her name “Vicki”, 19, 5’5”-ish B-cup, great wide ass with that soft plump feel. Couldn’t see abs on her, but give her a couple weeks and you would.

Worked in a warehouse and she was new. The warehouse was typically men and any women that showed up were usually not the kind you wanted to acknowledge that you fucked. This made Vicki so different because she was cute. We found out her mom was one of the drivers and she needed some money since she just quit college. Part-time warehouse job was a start since she moved in with her Mom. Naturally all the guys wanted to hook up with her and I liked girls who could meet me at the bars, so I ignored her.