Tag: Anal

Don’t Be a Slut Part 1 [Mf] [oral]

Don’t be a slut. Don’t be a slut. Don’t be a slut.

How many times had she told herself those words? How many times had she ignored them? Don’t be a slut.

She’d made it the mantra of her trade. Don’t be a slut. There’s nothing wrong with sex and lust and love, just don’t be a slut. And only do anal. That was her other slogan.

But Ruth couldn’t help herself. Having sex always reminded her of the ocean: that wild stirring sensation, that flushed feeling that was somehow both incredibly wet and immensely hot.

She smiled into the torn pillow she’d ripped with her teeth. Her red hair was stuck to her face and her back. She was sweaty and hot and still trying to catch her breath, but warmth bubbled all over her backside.

Lying on her belly, she shut her eyes and focused on the sizzling tingle of ecstasy that coursed from her asshole to her fingertips. She felt it in every beat of her heart, felt the throbbing with every breath she took.

She gasped when the man’s palm came down on her ass with a loud gooey smack. It was still glistening from the lube, and the jiggling made her giggle. Read more »

[MF] Fun abroad, again

You can read the story about my first time with Martin [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7a15mn/mf_fun_abroad_longanal/).

We met up as often as he could with his work schedule and living 40 minutes from my place. One weekend he stayed two nights in a row, and almost made it 3 before making himself go home. Our routine was: run, go to the grocery store, make dinner, and attempt to watch a movie or listen to music but really just have sex until we fell asleep. This one night we went running in the park and used the public workout machines. Then he tried to teach me some beginner self-defense moves in the middle of the patchy grass in the park. At first it was pretty easy, 1-2-3, deflecting his arms and redirecting the force. But then he said ‘flip me’, and showed me how to grab his arm, turn so he was behind me, and then instructed me to bend at the waist so he would flip over my head and land on his back. I thought it was hilarious but also didn’t want to hurt him. Some mild grinding may have occurred while I was debating flipping him or not, with him pressed up against me. Finally I flipped him and he landed in a way that didn’t break him or the important bits ;) Read more »

Dora The Explorer- A Story of Masturbation

She stared at her reflection; Two large lips, a small mouth agape, a hood that covered the small ball of euphoria she had been told not to touch. A slimy, slippery cavern of wonder surrounded by a jungle of thick black strands of hair.

This was the first time she had ever seen a vagina- this was her vagina.

She quickly glanced at the large golden cross hanging on the wall above her bed.
A bead of sweat rolled down her forehead. She knew this was forbidden, yes. She felt guilty for having discovered the pleasure in being bad.

A warm pulse reverberated through her body. She squirmed, crossing her legs together and feeling the electricity her horniness had caused course through her veins, running through her blood and up to her brain, like ecstasy. She felt quite high, never having felt this way before, a new world, a new way of perceiving things. Not that she had ever done ecstasy, of course. She was a good pudgy suburban Christian. She’d never done drugs, never disobeyed her parents, at least until now. Read more »

New Jack (3 – 4)

3.

Monday morning dawned to find Jack already on the road, his sneakers beating a steady staccato onto the wet pavement. He had pushed on this run, still keeping the distance at a respectable three miles but working to drive his mile time down. He idly wondered why no one else around here was out jogging. There were plenty of lights appearing in windows but not a lot of movement at 6 am.

He saw the women as he rounded the next bend. Both relatively tall, ponytails swinging as they jogged along. As the pair passed under a streetlamp he recognized Debbie from the previous night’s adventure. She and her husband had snuck back to their house like teenagers under the cover of darkness after she had given him a deep kiss in parting. Bill had been grinning from ear to ear as he stuck out his hand to take his leave.

It had taken him a moment or two upon awakening to remember and reconstruct yesterday. His morning erection demanded attention, but Jack figured he could find a better use for the load and so opted instead to go for a run. Read more »

A Quick Pounding at the Resort [Gay][Bi][Mm][Exhibition][Voyeur][anal][sissy]

Although Jackson had comped the room, he had made his instructions very clear;

Check in. Get naked. Take in the attractions, talk to other guests, couples. Just explore the resort, don’t look for me. I’ll come when it’s time.

I had intentions to do just that.

*Paraíso* was a nude and couples resort/retreat along Brazils more southern coast. Away from the riff raff or Sao Paulo and Rio, it offered groups of typically wealthy tourists the chance to take in the warm waters and exotic views of Brazil while also enjoying a getaway among like minded people who agreed on ones freedom to express their bodies anyway they wanted. Staff, always clothed, milled about the grounds here and there and housekeepers made their calls down the hall – used to simply opening a door as do-no-disturb signs weren’t really considered here.

I had ended up here completely free, and completely by luck. The story isn’t too totally important. I sext and cam for some horny guys and they pay to see me slide toys into my ass, jerk off onto my face, eat my cum, etc. I charged gift-cards and gave a decent show, flirting with clients the whole time. Honestly, it’s something I do enjoy. There’s something about exhibition I just love. Read more »

We [f]lip a coin to see if she cu[M]s

Me (38M) and my wife (36F) has been low-level teasing each other all day. But the kids had been rotten and we ran out of steam. I told her I wanted to do something kinky and she let me know that anal (my favourite) wasn’t on the menu. No worries: we’d do some P2M I told her. When we got to bed, she wasn’t really that into it, but let me put my cock in her pussy and mouth and alternate. She was being a bit of a brat so I decided to step it up a level. I told her to go get a coin and we’d flip to see if I’d let her cum.

Off she ran and came back eager to know what would let her cum. Tails, I told her otherwise I’d keep doing P2M until I decided whether I wanted to cum in her pussy or mouth. By now she was playing with herself and keen to get on with it so she flipped the coin. Heads. I could tell she was disappointed, but she laid down on her front straight away so I could do her from behind, prone bone. Only, she was still playing with herself, so once I was on top her and inside her, I grabbed her right hand and moved it up to above her head with her left hand. I started pounding her harder and she was pushing back nicely, I knew I wouldn’t last long. Read more »

Rush Part Three [M/F] [BDSM] [Exhibitionism/Voyeurism]

The open room was now packed as the clock almost struck midnight. Engaged murmurs, soft moans and pleasured groans were like music to your ears as the lucky participants sought that exhilarating euphoria they’ve been lusting after the entire night. Soft Moroccan instrumentals played in the background; somewhat quiet compared to all the commotion going on around us, but adding to the sophisticated perversion enclosed within the dark tufted leather walls.

Foregoing style for comfort, I ditched most of the outfit and instead wrapped myself in one of the softest white silk robes I’ll probably ever wear. The robes were given to all accepted member and were a highly coveted item amongst the majority of the club-goers. My fingers fiddled with the soft silk embroidered “R” just over my barely clothed breast; an uneasy sigh slipping from my mouth as we watched a short and lanky man chained tight to a wooden rack. Fiery red hair and black barbells through his dusty pink nipples, the choice of pleasure this evening was a wand of shocking purple fluorescent light held onto by a stocky male with a gravity defying neon green mohawk. My eyes traveled down to see a spiked silver cock ring that denied him the release he so desperately needed. Read more »

Rush Part Three [M/F] [BDSM] [Exhibitionism/Voyeurism]

The open room was now packed as the clock almost struck midnight. Engaged murmurs, soft moans and pleasured groans were like music to your ears as the lucky participants sought that exhilarating euphoria they’ve been lusting after the entire night. Soft Moroccan instrumentals played in the background; somewhat quiet compared to all the commotion going on around us, but adding to the sophisticated perversion enclosed within the dark tufted leather walls.

Foregoing style for comfort, I ditched most of the outfit and instead wrapped myself in one of the softest white silk robes I’ll probably ever wear. The robes were given to all accepted member and were a highly coveted item amongst the majority of the club-goers. My fingers fiddled with the soft silk embroidered “R” just over my barely clothed breast; an uneasy sigh slipping from my mouth as we watched a short and lanky man chained tight to a wooden rack. Fiery red hair and black barbells through his dusty pink nipples, the choice of pleasure this evening was a wand of shocking purple fluorescent light held onto by a stocky male with a gravity defying neon green mohawk. My eyes traveled down to see a spiked silver cock ring that denied him the release he so desperately needed. Read more »

[FM] Doesn’t Everyone Have Sex Weekends with Old Church Friends?

A few years ago I reconnected with an old friend that I knew growing up. We went to church together from the time we were kids through high school and lost touch when we both moved out of state for college. We really weren’t super close friends before that anyway. So Facebook became a thing while we were in college and we ended up friends on that, but still weren’t really in touch. So I was surprised one day to get a message from him.

I was at a pool party at a friend’s house over that past weekend and one of the girls posted a photo of me in her album and tagged me. In the photo, I’m wearing a green push-up bikini top that boasts it adds 2 cup sizes to your bust. Seemed good to me, I loved the color and I love showing off my tits. My current bust size is a 36DD, and for some WEIRD reason, the top doesn’t come in DD? Can’t imagine why. So, I own a bikini top that is a size too small and adds 2 cup sizes to my DD tits. I was feeling myself at this party. So as I said, someone took a picture of me at this party, posted it on Facebook and tagged me. Given that I have relatives and other people who do not need to be seeing my tits on Facebook, I untagged myself almost immediately. Read more »

The Coed [MF] [public] [kink]

I moved out of my house in late May, 2007. I was just separated then, looking for some action. I hadn’t had decent sex for some 7 years. Sure, a few quickies, a few bj’s here and there, but after the baby, my wife just wasn’t interested in anything that took time, or that wasn’t ‘vanilla’. Our sex life early on wasn’t like that. Seems like every guy I know that was married with a baby had the same problem. That wasn’t at all why I got separated, then divorced, but it was an issue. Read more »