Carrying Their Baby [erotica] [mpreg]

**Carrying Their Baby**

*Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)*

*Commissioned by anonymous*

Jack and Sarah could have been said to be a normal couple, the sort of young couple in their mid-twenties that most would have aspired to be. They had the perfect life, the easy jobs, and, really, most about their life was nondescript. They took the holidays that everyone expected them to take (and even some of the more adventurous kind, backpacking through the jungle!) fit and with fair skin that tanned easily and made them softly recognisable even to those that may have only seen them at the usual family gatherings. With Jack’s dirty-blonde hair and her shining, blonde locks falling straight and true past her shoulders, they were the perfect pair and only growing closer to each other in marriage as their lives grew, intertwined as married life was apt to leave them.

And then everything changed.

[MMF] Meeting a Tinder date for a threesome. 27F.

There are certain Tinder matches who are obviously only there to get laid. They jump straight to asking you about sexual fantasies, they ask you immediately for nudes. I usually avoid these types or unmatch, but every now and then my libido gets the better of me or they are just so hot I let myself have a little fun.

This particular match, I’ll call him Eric, asked me right off the bat if I’d ever had a threesome. I admitted I had not, and said it was definitely on the bucket list but who knows if it will ever happen. He pushed further, asking if I’d rather have a MMF or MFF. I stated honestly that I’d always dreamt of a MMF but I doubted I was hot enough to make one happen – how was I gonna find two dudes who wanted to fuck me at the same time? He said it would really be easy, he could even provide the second guy. Obviously this seemed a little sketchy, but he offered to talk first, meet for drinks, if it wasn’t right they wouldn’t push it. We talked protection. I made a KIK account just to have a group thread with him and the other guy.

[Group] [MMF] My boyfriend [30M] and I [28F] broke social distancing to fuck our neighbor [19 or 20M] – [Part 2] [mentions of pregnancy] [light bisexuality]

[Read part one here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gvlx1f/fm_my_boyfriend_30m_and_i_28f_put_on_a_socially/)

After a moment, I followed Henry inside the apartment, feeling Nick’s eyes on my ass as it swayed with my movements. I paused in the doorway and looked back at him, making meaningful eye contact but not saying anything. He was still sitting in his patio chair, covered in his own semen, and staring at me. I bit my lip and smiled, and I stepped inside.

Henry was standing there waiting for me, a shit-eating grin on his face. I squealed as he wrapped me up in a hug so tight it lifted me off my feet and swung us in a circle. “That was fucking hot,” he groaned, peppering kisses along my cheeks and neck as he set me down gently, “Do you think he’ll take us up on it and come over?”

“I guess we’ll have to wait and see!” I smiled, biting my lip again as a blush crossed my face.

Henry cupped my face and gently rubbed his thumbs across my freckled cheeks. “How can you be one of the horniest, most sexually open people I’ve ever met and still blush at the idea of fucking the boy next door?”

[MFF] The time I was fucking a girl, who was wearing a strap-on, and using it to fuck another girl

Long post, been typing this up over quarantine for a while now. Long time reader of the sub but first time posting. Apologies if the story telling is a bit… basic, but it’s the one I want to share.

Back story: I work in IT and travel a lot with work. My job means I’m usually with our companies’ customers for a few days while we get them up and running. I can visit them 3-4 times during the start of a project. Normally I stay in fairly simple hotels and either play games, watch Netflix, or work because IT never works right the first time. Sometimes if I know I have a lot of down time I’ll go on Tinder and I’ve had a few hookups from it but this story is very different.

Zella Meets a Guy [LGBTQ+]

**By Sean McClearly [Googledocs link to original file listed below]**

I was waiting for Jackson seated on the large round planter in the courtyard between Old Main, Lampasas Hall and Centennial Hall. It felt so sexy to be seated on the stone ledge wearing nothing under my short skirt that was barely long enough to cover my dick. My naked rear was directly touching the rough-cut old stone, which was turning me on.

I waited for Jackson’s work hours to end in World Languages offices, where he had a part-time gig working for the department chair. I saw him exit the front door, walk down the stairs and turn in my direction. When he saw me, his eyes widened, and a silly grin spread across his face.

As he sat beside me, he admonished, “That skirt is scandalous, Zella. I’ll bet you already have a boner, just sitting here watching the students walk past you.”

I turned my face towards his, and replied, “Your place is closer than mine, or do you want to suck my cock in your car?”

Hair Color, Pt 2 [GB] [NonCons] [MMMF]

Quick recap of the colors:
Red=happy/excitement
Blue=relaxed or content
Grey=embarrassment or shame
Black=anger
Purple=illness
White=sadness/pain
Green=jealous (actually makes sense with that one)
Brown=confusion/worry
Pink=need (hunger, thirst, pay raise, etc.)
Blonde=arousal/confidence
Orange=fear/anxious

I spent the next several days locked in my room after ‘the incident,’ only sneaking out for trips to the bathroom, and brief excursions to the kitchen for food. The hotel manager was pretty understanding, accepting my excuse of “heavy flow girl problems,” and it was summer time so no classes to miss out on. My parents called a few times (per day) to check up on me, my mother commiserating with me, my father offering his services to hunt down and mercilessly butcher someone. He may or may not be on a watch list now…

My hair maintained a steady mix of white and grey, dominant color varying every couple of hours. I had deleted my main social media accounts, no more Snapchat, no more Instagram. Facebook and Reddit were a thing of the past. Too many dick pics (and pussy pics for that matter), and lame one liners from each app. Some of them were interesting – the one liners, not the pictures. Well, a few pictures weren’t so bad, if I’m being completely honest, but come on. No one wants an unsolicited dick in her inbox. Generally…

Porked in the Ass by the Ghost of an Electrician Named Ted [gay] [ghost] [anal] [rimming]

As a semi-professional gay Spiritist, folks call me up all the time to investigate paranormal activity in their homes. Most of the time the situation can be chalked up to leaky pipes, creaking floorboards, and faulty machinery, but every now and then I’ll encounter and actual specter, and I usually fuck them. Or they’ll fuck me. Or we’ll do a sort of swapsies and each take a turn fucking the other. Why do I do this? For starters, it’s an out of this world experience. Ghosts can contort their bodies into shapes a human might never even dream about, which has led to many amazing fuck sessions in the past. Imagine a cock that’s able to lengthen or shorten at will, not to mention changing in texture. Ribbed perhaps? Well fuck me, yes please. Oh, and also sometimes ghosts are harboring latent gay desires that they need to work out before moving on. This is a story about one of those.

One morning I was called out to an investigation across town at this old two-story house that was broken up into smaller apartments. Folks in the building had been complaining about unexplainable noises at odd hours of the night. Maintenance for the building had already been called out more than once and the landlord just blamed it on an old building. The dude who called me, however, felt it was something more.

The Roommates, Part 7 [NSFW] [Oral] [Anal]

I know it sounds crazy but we ended up falling asleep on the floor by the front door that evening. We woke in the middle of the night when Kelly’s phone went off—it was Brock. “It’s 2am, why is he calling at 2am?” she grumbled to herself as she peeled her naked body off of mine and grabbed her phone from the kitchen counter. “How do you know it’s him?” I asked. “The tone, the ringtone,” she stammered.

“Hello?” she yawned. I could hear Brock’s voice through the phone in the silent apartment. “Babe, I hate to wake you. My buddy just called me and told me we got on a flight this morning, last minute. By the end of the day I’ll be back in California.” I heard him. She was silent. “Babe you there?” he asked again, raising his voice. “Yeah, okay text me the flight information. Are you coming straight here or, you know, you’ve been on a plane.. shouldn’t you like, you know, self-quarantine with the boys for two weeks just in case?” she asked. She wasn’t wrong; Brock really should be isolating himself after being in New York and then traveling via airplane. I mean it was the right thing to do for Kelly and I… but it also gave us more time together. “Yeah, yeah, most definitely,” he said, “we have a room at a hotel down the street and I was going to see if you’d drop off some of my stuff there. I’ll send you the room number when I get it.” She agreed but then reminded him that it was the middle of the night and said goodbye. “Let’s get in my bed,” I said to her.

[MF] Quarantine anal with my girlfriend on the mountain.

As the coronavirus quarantine continued to linger on, week after week. My girlfriend and I sex life has never been better. With all this time locked up inside alone, we have been finding new ways to explore kinks and fantasies. My girlfriend Liz has explored her body in many new ways. One of the interest we have been exploring is anal play. I bought Liz earlier in the year one of the jewel butt plugs, which had a bright green emerald on it. Liz was hesitant to put me in her butt where she could only take the plug or a few fingers at the time. Seeing that bright emerald sticking out from her hole while I pounded her from behind was driving me crazy with lust.

During our fuck sessions, my fingers would wander towards Liz’s hole. I would rub, press against and if the mood strikes, tongue her asshole. Liz would always press my face harder into her ass while I ate her out. As she came to like it, me teasing her hole would only lead to braver moves. Liz is short, barely 5 foot with D cup boobs and a large round ass. She doesn’t wear bras most of the time, and with both of us working from home. We have been fully naked more often.

Hannah, my roommate and boss. Part 2 [MF]

Days had passed since Hannah and I had arranged to have sex for her viewers. She had posted on her site of our upcoming scheduled sex session, to be viewed live for the first time. Her viewers craved the sex and we’re bored of her solo play. We were both hoping for a good turnout. I was depending on it. Hannah told me of all the obscure and fetish requests she received from random men. “Think of the most sedistic sexual shit and double it” she would say to me. The requests were as vanilla as french kissing during sex to BDSM with a paddle and my testicles stepped on in heels. I happen to like my testicles not being crushed.

I was becoming nervous, not that I had to worry of extreme things like that, but of the expectations. It would be my first time with Hannah, a good friend my roommate. My first time being watched, even if they are strangers I don’t know. Let’s also remember the monotary gain that I needed. I was literally fucking to save my life. The night before our live session Hannah and I sat down to settle some final details.