Skinny dipping turns in to [M]y [FF]irst threesome Part 2

Link to part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/erlz9o/skinny_dipping_turns_in_to_my_ffirst_threesome/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/erlz9o/skinny_dipping_turns_in_to_my_ffirst_threesome/)

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So I was sitting in the kitchen with Melissa eating our food, continuing to drink some more to keep our buzzes going. Some background on me and Melissa. We had always been friends obviously, but we were never the closest two. Like, she was one of the last people in the group I would ask to hang out with one on one or get some lunch with. Still friends, but nowhere near “best friends,” but enough that we trusted each other. I asked her what her and Tim did in the room.

“We went to the room and I started to give him head, he stopped me after like 30 seconds to stop himself from cumming and ate me out. He put it in and it was over about 20 seconds later.”

“Sounds pretty disappointing hahaha.”

“Yeah, I’ve been out here since then. Pretty frustrating honestly, but I didn’t expect anything coming in to the weekend so I guess I’m not too mad.”

At this moment I realized that the room where me, Casey, and Jessica had hooked up in was right by the kitchen and she probably heard the whole thing.

My roommate’s boyfriend caught me camming [FM]

I [F, 21] have been living with my roommate and her boyfriend for about two years. I have been camming to put myself through college for the last three. I’ve been camming most nights after classes for the last several months without worry because the house has been consistently empty then. My roommate has a near nightly shift at the local bar and her boyfriend, Josh, has been in the throws of his latest night shift residency. I don’t have to worry about distractions or being quiet. It’s allowed me to up my hours and satisfy more of my audience’s needs.

I had suspected Josh had a thing for me. Over the two years I’ve known him I’ve caught a few glances at my ass or the “accidental” brush against my tit when we’re drunk. Josh is sexy, I can’t lie. A more approachable Henry Cavill, not as Hollywood buff but could easily be an extra on Grey’s Anatomy. Let’s just say I’ve thought about it.

The Ticket Master Part 2 | Rape, Non-con, Blowjob, Anal, Redhead, Rough

[Read Part 1 first](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/erlcq2/the_ticket_master_rough_noncon_blowjob_redhead/)

**Again, I enjoyed writing this. Maybe I’ll do a part 3. If anyone had any ideas on what should happen next or just story ideas in general, comment or PM me.**

Holly studied herself in the bedroom mirror. In her underwear, the warm light made her pale skin radiate. Her auburn hair was loose over her small shoulders, she preferred it like that, the red strands accentuated her emerald green eyes.

*You’re pretty*, she kept telling herself over and over again. Yet she didn’t believe it. At the back of mind, a thought kept returning though she tried to keep it suppressed.

*You’re a dirty slut.*

*A whore.*

It wasn’t her own voice she heard it in, however. It was *his.* Her tormentor and violator. The man who has haunted her every time she closes her eyes to sleep or even just blink.

The Ticket Master.

He had ravaged and defiled her body. Used her like some disposable tramp, left her bruised and broken. She could still feel his big hands on the back of her head, forcing her down on to his manhood. She could still feel him inside her cunt, stretching her open. And, worse of all, she could still feel his seed in her womb. She felt like she had been ruined, a cracked shell of her former self.

The Ticket Master Part 2 | Rape, Non-con, Blowjob, Anal, Redhead, Rough

[Read Part 1 first](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/erl74e/the_ticket_master_rough_noncon_blowjob_redhead/)

**Again, I enjoyed writing this. Maybe I’ll do a part 3. If anyone had any ideas on what should happen next or just story ideas in general, comment or PM me.**

Holly studied herself in the bedroom mirror. In her underwear, the warm light made her pale skin radiate. Her auburn hair was loose over her small shoulders, she preferred it like that, the red strands accentuated her emerald green eyes.

*You’re pretty*, she kept telling herself over and over again. Yet she didn’t believe it. At the back of mind, a thought kept returning though she tried to keep it suppressed.

*You’re a dirty slut.*

*A whore.*

It wasn’t her own voice she heard it in, however. It was *his.* Her tormentor and violator. The man who has haunted her every time she closes her eyes to sleep or even just blink.

The Ticket Master.

He had ravaged and defiled her body. Used her like some disposable tramp, left her bruised and broken. She could still feel his big hands on the back of her head, forcing her down on to his manhood. She could still feel him inside her cunt, stretching her open. And, worse of all, she could still feel his seed in her womb. She felt like she had been ruined, a cracked shell of her former self.

Mrs Knotty [FF] (LONG)

I’m still so flustered from what happened Sunday night but I need to share.

Call me Mrs Kris Knotty I’m 40, recently divorced, with my only daughter off in her freshman year of college and well let’s just say things have been a lot lonelier around the house these
days.

I recently watched Mrs Fletcher on HBO and let me tell ya I started having some very specific fantasies and ideas with this big empty house and my new found freedom. I decided to be adventurous and make a reddit account to feel out the waters, maybe find someone to talk about these fantasies with while I make a mess in my bed.

I made a post last week with a picture of myself looking for young men to talk to but after an hour I chickened out, deleted the post, watched some milf porn, and went to bed. “How crazy,” I thought, “I really got carried away.” I thought that was the end of this all.

Until Sunday night when something happened I could not have seen coming.

Here’s some context:

[M] 60 pt 2

I walked into her room as she crawled across the bed to reach out and take my cock in her hand.
“I’ve wanted to see that thing for so long, and it’s better than I’d ever expected” she said and proceeded to run her tongue from the base to the tip, and gently licking the precum from it.

I said “Why didn’t you say so? It was always yours for the taking”, as she slid it into her mouth and plunged it in and out before taking it out to say “I’ve been getting off on your dad bod for years hoping one day you’d make a move and put me out of my misery”
“I always thought of you as off limits, I’ve been your ‘dad’ since you were 14 after all” I said.

She patted the bed and said “sit down so we can talk”.

I did as I was told and she continued to hold my cock, gently stroking it as she laid her head on my thigh and looked into my eyes. “I’ve wanted you since I saw you and mum going at it when I was 15. You had her legs over her head and stroking that weapon in and out of her like you were on a mission. Then you pulled it out of her pussy and drove it into her ass, I’m not sure how you didn’t hear me moan, standing in the doorway and rubbing my pussy raw”

Mistress’ new toy [femdom] [msub] [anal] [strap-on]

Finally get out of work. I’m almost running to my car. I can’t wait to get home. She told me she had a surprise for me that she thinks I’ll like but know she’ll like it more. My mind is racing as to what that can mean. I get to my car and check the GPS. I send her my ETA as instructed. She replies back “I hope you’re ready”. That only makes me more excited to get home.

The 20 minute ride felt like an eternity. All I want to do is get home and find out what the surprise is. I finally pull in the driveway, not knowing what is waiting for me inside that house. I walk inside and see an empty box that had been shipped to our house. “I’m home Miss,” I nervously call out. “Come to the bedroom, it’s time to play,” she responds.

I waste no time and head back. I find her standing by the window wearing her tight black lingerie and 6 inch black heels. The lingerie accentuates the curves of her body. I can never help myself but stare at her hourglass frame. From her ass up her hips to her amazing breasts. She smirks and says, “I don’t think I want you to see this surprise yet. You can go ahead and get ready to play.” Immediately I get undressed. Folding my clothes into a neat pile as she expects.

My first anal [MM]

I never thought of myself as gay, even now after having sex with a man, I still don’t check out other men on the street, BUT, in the last couple of years I’ve become obsessed with trying gay sex. I wanted to be fucked. I wanted to give blowjob. All of it. It’s come to a point when I don’t even masturbate without a toy in my ass while imagining a dick in my mouth. So I guess I’m bi, since I still love boobs and pussy.
But I live in a small town, trying it was impossible. So when I was told I’ll go on a three day business trip in my country’s capital, I knew I can’t pass that opportunity, I immediately started browsing the classifieds.

First day there, after work in my hotel room, I chose an add, a student, just the body shot, normal, average looking guy, called him and we set up a meeting for tomorrow evening. I was super nervous the whole day! Almost called it off, but then I remembered how long I’m fantasizing about it and said, fuck it, I’m going through with it. What happens, happens!

[MF] I tried to have an honest date not end in sex, but alas, anal

When my FWB list had dried, hookups were not available, and I was getting slightly tired of the entire game I tried to have an honest date. I reworked my dating sites to find long term relationships and wanted to give a go at honest dating. I’m serious, I sought out what seemed like dating material.

I messaged her and she messaged back and we flirted and had a good rapport. She was short, chunky MILFy body and was a super devout Christian with a whole bunch of ways to say that she wasn’t seeking sex. Now I know when one protests too much it’s to hide their true intentions. But for this instance, I was naive. We didn’t even share any sexy pictures, just clothed ones. Her neighbors were having some sort of garage party and she invited me over.

[MF] The pregnant FWB

The best friend with benefits fills a Reuleaux triangle of friendship, hotness, and availability. When you find all 3 or what you would go without is the best case for anyone. When I was alone and on the prowl I wanted to find a dependable girl that would come over when we felt the urge to release and didn’t get super attached.

Whisper put us only a quarter mile away, she lived in a house just right down the road. We started immediately exchanging dirty pics and sexy talk. She was a white girl, bbw with DDs , thick thighs, a fat ass and wide birthing hips. The body made to just get pregnant over and over again. When I had her over for the first night I had her pinned to my wall and ravaging her body with my hands tearing at her clothes to get her naked. Her skin was so pale and soft, her tits big and plump ass just begging to be grabbed. She loved being handsy and was at least forward with our agreement that we weren’t exclusive and she had a goal: someone was going to get her pregnant. Luckily I had condoms and put one of those life savers on and went to town. She had this cute moan and would barely get words out as we had sex and finished. We laid in bed after that first time and just bonded a little, the friend portion of our little arrangement. She did have to go back to her house, as her parents were still watching her first kid and didn’t want to make it seem like a dick appointment was more concerning than being a mom.