The Sexy Guitar Player is Naked! [FM]

I am going to say, first of all, that I have never been wooed like this! And, it felt like a dream! Let us start in the beginning!

I work at a local hospital, a little north of San Diego! Here, there are plenty of eye-candies, which make my 12-hour workdays a little more exciting! And, by exciting I mean…it is a break from the never-ending calls on my Vocera. Most of the male transporters and a few of the male nursing staffs are quite attractive. Trust me, I wonder what they could be doing here, when they could/should be modeling! They make me happier while working, even if I was just imagining it. Anyway, I am not one to flirt with my coworkers, and I think that I have that “I am at work, and I don’t want to flirt” appearance whenever I work with these handsome creatures! But, there was one particular morning when this ER Tech from the float pool asked me where the emergency room was. I immediately escorted him to the emergency room (because that is one of the best things about the hospital I work for…we don’t want visitors to get lost, and I think it makes them feel a bit more special when we take the time out of our busy morning to escort them). As we were walking, we chatted a bit.

Grudgefuck [mf] [bdsm]

I’m Dave and I want to share the experience I had with Kellie (even that spelling makes me angry!)

Kellie was a project manager at a customer site I worked on; we both worked for the same provider on the same project. She was hot and a complete bitch. She stood around 5ft6 in heels, decent sized tits, probably a bit too big for her frame, shoulder length chestnut dyed hair which she liked to put a loose curl in, blue eyes, arched eyebrows and resting bitch face. Even when she smiled, she looked like a bitch.

She got shit done, but managed to rub everyone the wrong way in the process. She was abrupt, demanding and gave no quarter. The project we had been working on had been fairly arduous with a few roadblocks which just could not have been foreseen, still, we managed to get the project done on time.

We had finished up the project and were in the bar near the serviced apartments the company leased for the project. The account exec had put his card on the bar, so we were having a few drinks to celebrate the successful end of the project.

Rear Entry [Mf]

Mark was annoyed when he got the rear door of the McNair’s house. They were good neighbors and had helped him out in the past, but he didn’t want to have keep walking over here to check for Sam’s “important letter.” He shared a backyard property line with them and had to cross some brush that inevitably scratched his hands every fucking time. But Sam said this letter had some information he really needed while he and his wife were on vacation.

He found the magnetic key box hidden under the small back porch and unlocked the door. He walked through the kitchen and living room to check the mail on the floor under the mail slot. He picked up and sorted the mail. No letter. He put the pile on a small table next to the stairs with the rest of the mail he’d picked up the last 3 days.

It was cool and drizzly outside, so he was in no hurry to get back home. Besides Margie was on the rag and being really nasty today. Maybe he’d hang out here for a bit and watch one of the college games. Sam had a much better TV than him anyway.

[FM] A day of two men, shrooms and sex in public, PART 2 [long]

This is part two of this story, the shrooms are in part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7cbw1k/fm_a_day_of_two_men_shrooms_and_sex_in_public/

I hadn’t seen my FWB Bear in six weeks when we met up at the Thermal Spa this afternoon. I tend to forget just how much of a strong man he is: like a Scottish caber tosser, even including the red beard and body hair. Being in Germany, the entire spa is textile free (as are many public saunas here) so I had the pleasure of watching his muscular butt get in the water in front of me. It was nice and warm, the salt water giving us lift. There is an outside area accessible from inside the main pool, so we swam out of the building and found a less frequented corner close to an artificial waterfall. It was raining and cold outside but we were snug in the warm thermal water and he soon pulled me in for a kiss.

“Amanda & Her Mom: Happy Birthday” [FF] [Incest]

The dark bedroom was decorated with volleyball trophies, pictures of friends, posters of teen heart throbs along side edgey bands, a few shelved stuffed animals now more displayed than played with. All the trappings of a girl becoming a woman. Amanda lay under the covers of her pink comforter and sheets in her night shirt and pajama bottoms. The glow of her phone lit her excited face as she watched the clock.

11:59

In one minute she would be eighteen, officially an adult, and Amanda couldn’t sleep from the anticipation. After what seemed like forever, the phone buzzed in her hand as the silent midnight alarm went off. A notification popped up:

*Happy Birthday!*

Amanda smiled as she locked her phone and put it on her bedside table, throwing the room into utter darkness. She closed her eyes and lay back on the pillow. Just on the edge of sleep, she heard a soft knock at her door. Amanda turned her head to see her door open. Her mother, Susan, stood in her pink silk robe, outlined by the hall light.

“Did I wake you honey?” She asked.

Amanda smiled. “Was just going to sleep.”

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[FM] A day of two men, shrooms and sex in public, PART 1

So, the last 24 hours have been pretty wild. I’m still buzzing from the experience and wanted to share. Apologies for the long story but I have 24 hours to cover. This is part 1.

It started when I went on my second date with Curly yesterday. We know each other from OKC and had ended our first date furiously fucking on my couch. Yesterday, we had been out for drinks and then returned to my place again. Once back on my couch, it wasn’t long into our conversation when he suggested we do shrooms. I agreed, made some tea and a good half hour later we were holding hands, cuddled up in blankets and watched the wallpaper change patterns. I felt a deep sense of calm and just wanted to be close to him, breathe his scent. Utterly at peace, we listened to psychedelic music and got more and more into the cuddling.

Taking custom kink/fetish lit commissions! [f] [lit]

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Anything for you(; Custom lit! [f] [lit]

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[F4A] Fancy A Custom Erotic Story? :)

I have always enjoyed being able to illicit certain reactions from men and women with my words. I’ve been tailoring custom stories for my partners for years. I’ve recently begun writing on (reasonable) commission for strangers over the internet and it’s proven itself to be more fulfilling than I had ever expected.

I am happy to indulge your kinks, fetishes, desires, whatever turns you on, I’m thrilled to write. I especially appreciate a challenge :)

The writing examples you’ll find in my post history are mainly recounted stories with a cheeky sense of humor. Playful and lighthearted are my go-to style but I *especially* appreciate when someone can let me twist a story to the dark side. I’m happy to take my time to get to know what makes you drool. Or drip. Ideally both.

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Zero, One, Two, Three [MFF] [exh] [voy] [mast]

She let him into their lives. Well, technically, she only let him into her life. She didn’t tell her wife about him. Not yet at least. For the time being he was her little secret and she wanted to see where this pen pal thing was going. She was an erotica writer and he was an erotica writer too. But what she wrote and what he wrote were two very different things. She liked writing about men screwing women, one-on-one, two-on-one, the more the merrier. He liked writing about sex for one, self-pleasure, masturbation, especially mutual masturbation. They both liked writing about their sexual fantasy land where anything could happen and anything did happen, all day long.

That’s before he started the 0, 1, 2, 3 game with her. He got a gig writing for a reality TV show and he needed a muse, someone to play his unusual sex game. He explained the set-up ever so carefully. “It’s sorta like truth or dare” he said, “kinda like Big Brother for adults only. I say a topic and you pick a number, between zero and 3”. “Why does it start at zero”, she said. “Well, that’s because zero means nada, nothing, you’re not going to talk about that. Zero means off limits, sort of like using the bathroom. Nobody wants to hear you piss and fart and shit, so that’s off limits topic for our reality TV show. Hell, you’ve got to have some privacy sometimes, so when you go relieve yourself, we won’t talk about that, OK? Well assuming you say zero.”