First Time and only Anal with Kelly [m/f] [Long]

Long time lurker and lover of this subreddit so I thought I would give a this story a shot. If you all do like this story I have plenty more with Kelly and would love to share.

This took place during the last semester of my Junior year of High School. At the time I was 5'10, 225, and a decently fit guy. I had played football all throughout my high school career and spent most of my time in the weight room. I was an offensive lineman so being a big bigger was always a must but at the time I was built more like a fullback (for those of you who know anything about football). Her name was Kelly, she was 5'5, ridiculously fit girl (she had been a dancer all her life) with a beautiful ass and amazing C cup tits. We had dated the year before (I have plenty of stories from that time if there is interest) but after we broke up we would constantly hook up when we were both single. She had always aimed to please me and loved to try new things in the bedroom. Our M.O. was to sneak out of our parents houses, I would go pick her up, take her back to my house and then fuck like rabbits. We had played strip poker a week before with one of my best friends and talked about doing it again. I received a text about 11:00 pm. "Hey! :) want to hang out tonight?" Obviously I knew what that meant but I didn't want to seem to eager so I texted back "Sure, what do you want to do?" and she responded with "Well I want to work on my poker skills ;)" We waited for our parents to fall asleep and we snuck out of our houses, I picked her up and we came back to my house.

Crazy Sex Addicted Milf Concubine Pt1

Like with many posts on here I have to start with the obligatory "long time lurker first time poster" xD Now that that's out of the way this is the first of MANY stories with Lucy, a 31 year old Milf, stories that include BDSM, play piercing, public nudity and sex, anal… the list goes on and on. This is very long as it includes A LOT of back story, so if you want to skip to the sex, that's in paragraph 4.

Lechomancher Chapter 8: Disobedience [MF]

Viv swished her hips as she walked down the hall to Lisa’s bedroom. Her mistress was following behind, and Viv’s fingers were linked around her wrist. With her Demon Tail inserted, a stiff wand of increasing anal beads, she was on the edge of orgasm, until Lisa allowed her to come. Lisa watched her glisten with sweat, naked and eager to please her. The Succubi was desperate to get her into the bedroom, to please Lisa and earn her own relief.

The glowing blue gothic door caused Lisa to slow. Viv seemed to ignore it, but with the tail, Viv ignored almost everything. Lisa wasn’t sure her friend could see it. The Master had brought – summoned? Was that the word? – summoned it into her hallway a few days earlier, and then forbidden her from going through it. Lisa stopped to look at it.

“Please,” Vivian begged, her dark eyes desperate, “let’s go.”

“Can you see that door?”

The Asian woman nodded, and then leaned down to kiss Lisa. Their tongues danced for a moment, before Lisa gently pushed Viv away.

“Doesn’t it make you curious?”

“No. I’ve been through it.”

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Categorized as Erotica Tagged

Wife does rough Anal, A2P, A2M (long)

I have always enjoyed /gonewildstories. I think I enjoy them so much because its real people, doing real sex acts. So I wanted to share one of mine.

Back story: My wife and I are both 27 and been together for 9 years now. I've always been way more sexual then her but over the years I've turned her from only doing bjs and missionary into trying almost anything I can think up(except ass fisting, still working that!) We have anal regularly now and most times she requests it during sex because it pushes her over the edge faster and she prefers the anal orgasms to vaginal. My wife is tall, 5'11, wavy brunette hair. She is very curvy, she's an avid crossfiter so shes toned and slender, but has the best ass of any white girl I know, a true bubble butt. The second I see her ass bare I just go for it.

I fucked two women I met at the gym [MFF][Minor Bisexual Content]

Long time lurker here. I've loved reading many stories here and was glad that I could actually share a story of my own. Sorry if it's not particularly well written, I'm not a terribly good writer :p Also it's kind of long. You've been warned!

Quick description of me: I'm a 20 year old man, 5'7" with thick, brown hair and bright blue eyes. I'm a little overweight so I'm a bit chubby, I'm bisexual, and the most action I've had before this event was a blow job from a guy friend and a blow job from a girl I went on a date with.

Last week, like many college students, I was on spring break. Most of my friends are abroad this semester, and the ones who weren't already had plans with family or were been working, so it was kind of boring. Last Tuesday, however, was particularly eventful.

[M/F] The wonders of hooking up through Reddit – Part 3 (of 3)

Part One is here and Part Two is here

It was a great week, though it will sadly end after this last chapter. She was only in town for another day, so we spent about 30 hours straight together enjoying it as much as possible. After I left on Wednesday night, it was torture for the both of us. She sent me this picture to show me how wet she's been and how she hasn't been able to get me off of her mind. I responded with a picture of my pants-bound erection and a similar sentiment, but her pictures are way better. In any event, we had to wait from Wednesday night until Saturday evening to see each other again. After talking about how hot it would be for me to cum in her ass or on her face, I decided not to masturbate for a few days. I even managed to convince her to do the same, though she slipped up a few times. She didn't cum, though, with which I was pleased. She sent me this picture on Friday at my request and I almost wanted to quit my night job and head her way immediately. I restrained myself, however, and waited until Saturday. From here on out, it's all sort of a blur of the best sex I've ever had (not hyperbole in the slightest), but I've tried to recount some of the finer moments for y'all.

[M/F]From /r/dirtypenpals to my hotel room, cont…Saturday

So, my DPP partner blessed the first story and I'm allowed to continue. We spent all day Saturday, most of Sunday and Tuesday night together, before I flew home Wednesday.

Friday night ended with me blowing a load all over her face and chest, which was pretty fantastic. Afterward, we hoped in the shower together and got cleaned up before crawling into bed. It had been a while since I'd shared a bed with anyone, but it was a welcomed change. Saturday morning I woke first and had major morning wood. My cock had inflated in a such away that it was nestled between her ass cheeks. I lied there enjoying the sensations, until she said, "Sorry, I'm not really into anal." I laughed, and made a comment about not knocking it until you've tried it. I felt her hand wrap around my shaft, and start working it back and forth. She rolled over to face me, and kept working me.

What You Can’t Have. [Anal], [mf], [mmf], [oral], [very light BDSM], [cheating]

The night was going well so far. She had first seen him mincing about on the dance floor in the club. Something about him really caught her attention, and it wasn't his fucked up dance moves. In order to get a closer look at him she dragged some of her friends onto the dance floor near him. At this distance she liked what she saw even more: late twenties, well over six feet, lean and athletic, with long curly hair past his shoulders. The wedding ring he wore was an enticement more than a put off.

Rachael was five ten, slim but well rounded with big firm tits and full round arse. Her long black hair, green eyes and pale complexion giving her a certain unusual attraction. Yes, she looked good, and she knew it. However, he didn't seem interested in the girls around him, and just concentrated on dancing, smiling at his own piss taking. Rachael quickly decided that a few meaningful glances would be a waste of time and that a more direct action was needed.

Handing her drink to her friend she backed towards him until her firm arse rubbed against his hip. That got his attention all right as, without a word, he slipped his muscular arms around her thin waist from behind.

[MMm anal blkmail oral huml] “a much desired rape” [Gay]

Here's some help of a visualization.

My cousin (We'll call him N) is 6"3'. Very muscular. Green eyes, dirty blonde hair. He's 2 years older than me.

His friend (F) is around 6"0'. Not as muscular, blue eyes, orange hair, facial hair. Around my cousins age.

Me (C) 5"7' pretty scrawny, real skinny and small, blue eyes, dirty blonde hair. 18 (changed for legal reasons.)

My mom and dad (T) and (J).

It started like any other day, I was particular horny today though. It was rainy out, and it was my parents anniversary. My cousin and his friend were over celebrating their 30 years of being married and to babysit me.

N – "Bye! Have a great time!"

T – "Ok, make sure you take care of C"

F – "Ok we will miss T!"

Me – "I love you, bye! kisses mom goodbye"

N – "what do you normally do C?"

Me – " I usually just sit in my room playing games."

N – "Ok, if you need us we'll be downstairs"

Sway [MF][Anal][How dare you ask me for this you dirty slut][You ever made a man so angry he fucked you up the ass?]

I told you not to thank me until it's over. And this—this is far from over.

Love is an inherently deranging effect. By it's very nature, when love comes into the heart of a person it causes them to act “differently.” To act in an irregular fashion. This framework will eventually become the new normal. The person, the deranged individual, will fall into a new rhythm as will their partner. The entity know as the “relationship” will also go about such changes.

You may be wondering why I'm talking about averages and shifts in behavior when I have you tied down, neck bound inches above the mattress, ankles and hands cuffed together with your mouth sealed shut. I grant you, this probably isn't how you expected this story to begin. But bare with me. As if you have a choice.

Love changes things. It makes you become someone new. And my love for you is just that—it has transformed me. It has made me better. So when I asked you if there was anything I could do for you after all the beatings and bruising your body like spilled paint–I thought you might say something like a spa weekend. Something like 'bake me a cake.' It never crossed my mind that you'd hold your breath, steel yourself and look into my eyes requested that we have a threesome.