Tara grew up in the perfect suburban family. Her mom and dad spent several thousand dollars and several hundred hours sending her to the various gymnastics, tumbling, and cheer camps as a kid, and it paid off in the form of a scholarship to cheer for the biggest university in the state. It was a dream come true for any girl. Tara had the slight build of a cheerleader and was a flyer for the squad. She didn’t have much experience with guys but any time Randy or Travon, the male cheerleaders she partnered with, lifted her and had their massive hands up her skirt and on her bottom she would always get an ache deep inside and be left longing for more. She was way too timid to ask a guy for more, or even to talk to the hotties she saw daily on campus. She was too focused on academics and the possibility of pharmacy school to be tempted by the parties and the boys.
Tag: Anal
A Thick Cougar MILF
Late forties, blonde, just this side of fat, nicely covered is how I’d describe her; she can still rock a string bikini and that’s how we met. I was between jobs, picking up some work as a handyman. I was servicing her pool (believe it or not); I couldn’t take my eyes off her incredible knockers and she damn well knew it. There was some mild flirting then she signaled she was willing to play and things developed from there.
By the time we’d knocked out Round One, we were in the shower together and she was stroking my
pole in a fistful of suds, marveling at my size and hardness. I in turn was soaping her up, paying special attention to her nice round ass and thick, muscular thighs while diddling her clit with my other hand and when she was well soaped up back in the crack of her ass I popped my thumb up her butt, all the way past the knuckle, all the way to the second knuckle.
She gasped and went up on the balls of her feet to escape my violation but I was relentless, all
the while rubbing her pussy and clit with my other hand. Her hands went to the wall as she writhed back and forth seeking escape from my invasion of her most private place but I had no intention of letting her go. Finally she was cumming like there was no tomorrow, moaning and sighing like a woman possessed.
I finally let her down and there was a pleasant little < pop! > sound as I withdrew my thumb. She looked at me with wide eyes, her chest heaving, “That was … the most incredible … orgasm … I have ever had,” she said between deep breathes, those magnificent chest monsters of hers going up and down. Then when she finally caught her breathe she looked me deep in the eye and said in a
quiet voice, “You can put your dick anywhere you want, on or in my body.”
I took this for what it was – permission – so I turned her towards the wall again and this time poked
my the head of rock hard cock right onto her slippery little butt hole. She was loosened up just enough for me to slide it home and then she was wiggling and wriggling all over again, back up on the balls of her feet again as I gave it to her, her tight anal sphincter clamping around my rod. Ever the gentleman I reached around and diddled her clit as I fucked her ass and when she started cumming again I shot my load, filled her ass with what seemed like a gallon of white hot jizz.
After that afternoon in the shower she was converted to butt sex and it was the beginning of a beautiful relationship. Sure we had lots of regular sex in the bed, downstairs on the sofa,all over the house, out in the hot tub even and I truly enjoyed running my hands over and feasting my eyes on her voluptuous, curvaliscious body as we lay together but let me tell you, there is nothing in the world like fucking a thick cougar in the ass.
[MF] My wife’s sister and I messed around while drunk.
So this happened a couple weeks ago. My wife and I went over to my sister in laws house to pre drink before going to a wedding social for some friends. Her boyfriend was out of town, but my wife and I invited some of our friends over.
My sister in law is a petite girl. She can’t hold her alcohol very well, but she acts as if she can. For some reason she thought it would be a good idea to do tequila shots before we left. In hind sight, it wasn’t.. she only made it about an hour after she started shooting tequila before my wife and I had to bring her back home because she was on the floor drunk.
Her house is about 5 blocks from where the wedding social was. My wife started to walk her home but she kept falling over. Being a small girl (95 lbs) it wasn’t hard for me to carry her home in my arms so I picked her up and we went on our way. She kept lifting her head up and trying to kiss me. Not uncommon for her as she has confessed to me before that she thinks I’m attractive and she gets quite flirty when she’s drunk. My wife thought this was funny. I kept dodging her kisses.
An Anonymous Hatefuck for My Wife [MFM]
Anne had become obsessed. Ever since I’d arranged for one of her coworkers to anonymously fuck her, it was all she could think about.
She knew that someone she worked with had seen her bent over and exposed, had tasted her pussy, had fucked her, and had marked her face with cum. Every day she went in to work knowing that someone there had seen her at her most debased and could be picturing her that way at any moment.
The fact that she had no idea who had fucked her was what pushed her over the edge. It could have been anyone and so it was everyone. Every minute of the day she was horny, watching her coworkers for the smallest hint that they were the one. She desperately wanted to ask me, but didn’t want to break the spell. They mystery left her feeling exposed, like every nerve was raw. She was so wet from arousal that she had to bring a second pair of panties to work. She started slipping into the bathroom on her breaks to masturbate, to take the edge off her tension. She was almost caught be her teammates a couple of times, which only furthered her arousal.
Tweet extrapolation.
Jonty Campbell
conservative MP
recently Tweeted thus:
‘’Here’s the thing with girls of 22 or under, they smell massively different to a girl of 28. Girls 16 to, say, 23 have this creamy, buttery, slightly sweet smell that is unbelievably magnetic.’’
In doing so (tweeting) this pioneering young blade merely articulated a natural truth – which is that men are organically predisposed to be attracted to young women with a view to inseminating and impregnating them with as immediate as possible an effect as is reasonable or lawful. This is not controversial. It is not violence. It is not misogyny. It is a fact of biology. It is a fact of psychology. It is a fact of libido. Most men of any age – if supplied with a 19 year old woman for the purposes of sexual intercourse – would freely indulge themselves to a point of a sufficient grounding in the free emission of the magnetic fluids of sexual ecstasy. This fact is not evidence of criminality. It is evidence of masculinity and of health and of vitality. Hence:
One thing that one is
in the normal course of events
very interested in
is the smell of young women (aged 18+)
the taste
of young women (aged 18+)
the olfactory and the gustatory apprehensions and impressions
obtainable at the temple (body)
of young women (aged 18+)
regarding and in relation to
the bodily odiferous aromatic and complex excretions
of young women (aged 18+)
the sweats the soils the smears the farts and the taints
in the young woman (aged 18+)
and her physical body department
especially
in her undergarment concealed and secret places
(aperture crack slot areas)
(inside of her soft white panties)
the pussy (cunt) (aged 18+)
the asshole (shitter) (aged 18+)
of young women (aged 18+)
but as well as that
and proceeding logically from the sufficient ground
of an inaugural olfactory apprehension
into practical action
namely the insertion of the tongue
into her body
in one or both of two ways
I mean regarding her pussy (cunt) (aged 18+)
and regarding her asshole (shitter) (aged 18+)
the smell the aroma the smack and the savour
of these and other bodily areas
might be properly recognized
as a bewitching intoxicating
organic olfactory/gustatory symphony of hope
of future and of realization of epiphany
the substance of all necessary meaning in a life
think of it just right now
I mean to say think of
your tongue pressing earnestly
and forthrightly and savagely
and into the asshole (shitter) (aged 18+)
of young a woman (aged 18+)
you are licking the inside of her shitter (asshole) (aged 18+)
and this is partially because
of a natural actuation
emerging in the way that she smells
she squeaks and she squawks (aged 18+)
in celebratory fanfare
she tears at her own buttocks (aged 18+)
desperate to part them sufficiently immoderately
to facilitate your tongue
into an anal (aged 18+)
penetration of supreme and final depth.
Trapped [non-con, bondage, gangbang, anal, anonymous strangers, tickling]
I was completely and utterly trapped. The wooden stairs on this old porch were mostly solid wood but some time ago someone had kicked in a part of the vertical board leaving me just enough space to squeeze my shoulders through but not enough to get my hips through. Because of a previous shoulder injury, I wasn’t flexible enough to back out either. My knees were resting on the stairs, probably looking like the stairs had eaten my upper half and even though I could have sworn I heard that stupid cat down here he was nowhere in sight. I was lucky enough that my elbows could rest on the dirt ground so at least I wasn’t too uncomfortable right now.
My backyard was unfortunately rather private and I was expecting any visitors anytime soon. Unless I got lucky, no one would find me for quite awhile. I tried to get enough purchase with my legs to yank myself out but the angle was too awkward.
Suddenly I heard voices. It sounded like a few men.
[M]y adventures with married Girlfriend [MF] (PART 4 The Back Door Man)
Reminiscing on some of the most scandalous and tumultuous times in my life has been a roller coaster of emotions for me. This particular story is a rough one because of all the ups and downs I went through and shared with my brother. Remembering Sam in his prime is particularly therapeutic after all these years. I always celebrate him, but retelling these stories makes me miss that goofy son of a bitch something fierce. Thank you to all that have reached out with condolences and encouragement. You guys make writing about our debaucherous deeds so much fun!
Back to the current story! If you want to start from the beginning here’s [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uul2zh/my_adventures_with_a_married_girlfriend_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) . If you don’t feel like reading all that history, I’ll give you the cliff notes. I started seeing my married coworker Ali while in a dead relationship waiting to move out of the apartment I shared with my girlfriend Lisa and best friend Sam. Ali and I were extremely sexually compatible and the emotional connection between us was only getting stronger.
Shortly after Ali had laid claim to me I decided to call it quits with Lisa ahead of schedule. My conscience was cleared of any obligations I might have had to a dead relationship. We still lived together but that was the extent our interactions.
Using Kim’s slutty holes [M/F]
I don’t know about your schools, but when i was 18 the school that i went to had a couple well known sluts. One of them, Kim, was this cute petite blonde with big, soft tits. Me and her were actually pretty good friends, we had known each other for a while and for some reason were always put together for group projects. When the two of us would hang out, we’d talk at length about our sexual escapades. We had fooled around together before, but for some reason never really hooked up.
In the afternoon, during a week day me and Kim were alone together at her house. She was telling me about this guy she had sucked off the day before and i teased her about being a total slut. “You know you love that i’m slutty, don’t lie…” she wasn’t wrong. “Oh i love it alright, maybe i just get a little jealous.” Me saying that sparked something, as the energy in the room changed. “Well why don’t you do something about it.” For as long as i’ve known Kim, i knew her one simple rule: if they ask nicely, they can have me.
The Ooze, Chapter One: The Violator In The Dark [horror/satire] [dubcon] [F]
[This is an old writing prompt from a long-deleted Reddit account I found in my notes; it was supposed to be a series set around a mindless, Blob/Stuff-like amoeba that functioned a lot like a a killer tentacle porn monster, structured like the Stuart Gordon flicks of the 80’s and 90’s. I felt too nervous to continue it then, and honestly feel nervous as hell to put it on the internet now, but I hope there’s someone else out there whose brain works the way mine does. There are some references to SA, as well as a typical 80’s slasher death amidst the sex, but no major triggers or violence past that. If this isn’t tagged correctly, I’d happily resubmit. Enjoy!]
It was five minutes til midnight on a cold November evening when Dr. Taylor Jacobs discovered the end of humanity. Graduating from Miskatonic University a record three years early, she now sat as the youngest chair of MIT’s Department of Biophysics, the envy of her colleagues and peers. Despite her model looks, Dr. Jacobs had an Einstein-like intellect, her interests surpassing sexuality. Despite a series of emotionally detached experiments for a personal study in college, Taylor’s sex life was near nonexistent. Her coworkers thought her asexual, but that wasn’t the case. She just never saw the need for it. Three months of nightly sexual trysts with men, woman, groups, and teachers, not once did Taylor’s mind drift from the data at hand.
Fulfillment [MF, anal, bondage, D/s, breeding, semi-consensual]
Disclaimer: This is a fantasy. Playing around with consent and a breeding kink is for fantasy only. Written for a friend.
Fulfillment
Cassidy’s preparations tonight had been a mixture of her normal routine, and a few special additions. She’d been talking to Jack online for a few months; it had started overtly sexually, after she’d read one of his stories, commented, and gotten to chatting with him. This would be the first time they’d ever been in each other’s presence. Brushing out her long hair gave her some calm, but she had flutters and leaps of anticipation in her body. What they’d discussed doing today–one of the many kinks they shared–made her feel heady with anticipation. As she put a short-but-not-too-short dress over her slender body, she let herself wonder what Jack’s hands would feel like, taking it off. She applied her makeup, and then opened a little rosewood box on her nightstand, and took out the silvery toy inside, a wide bulb with a short, flared handle. She raised her skirt, and slowly worked the plug inside her ass. Eyes flaring just a bit as it entered. She lowered her skirt, smoothing it down, and smiled to herself. She finished dressing; she knew his tastes, and with each new item of clothing–the brief thong, the red heels, the small silver chain around her elegant neck–she felt herself transforming, meeting his ideal.