[Group] [MMMF] “There are no mistakes, just happy accidents.” The time my gf and I accidentally entered a foursome which ended up with her being painted like never before. [Part 4]

# Previously in this Adventure…

* [Part 1 (Also contains details about Shae and me)](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bza85z/mfm_there_are_no_mistakes_just_happy_accidents/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)
* [Part 2 (Actual start of foursome)](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/c55i79/group_mmmf_there_are_no_mistakes_just_happy/)
* [Part 3 (Actual foursome in detail)](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/c86hc3/group_mmmf_there_are_no_mistakes_just_happy/)

# Chapter 9: Secret Fucking

When I woke up, my body was completely sore. I wasn’t in the most comfortable position, and I had just passed out on this dude’s toilet with my dick out. I check the time – I was asleep for about 30 minutes. Fuck. I flush the toilet, pull up my underwear, and open the door.

It’s almost sunrise now – the outside light is just barely peeking in through the windows. I go towards the basement and walk down one or two steps before I stop. I hear something – is it talking? I squat down to look beneath the basement ceiling.

My [F]irst BDSM Scene Happened in [M]anhattan

Scroll to the …… for the light play. Scroll to the ***** for the good shit.
I met Sir on Reddit. We’d been chatting a few months on a messenger app. Finally, A rainy Tuesday morning in June, we met. I walked down the front steps of my apartment in the West Village and spotted him immediately. I’m certain I had a stupid smile on my face the entire walk toward him. Once I got to him, we hugged, and he gave me a peck on the cheek. We decided to head to breakfast to make sure we were both comfortable with proceeding after meeting in person. We ordered and chatted about superficial things. I can’t recall a single topic we broached. I already knew I wanted him to fuck me. We paid and headed back to the apartment so that he could drop his bag. We planned to go to a few museums during the day and to drinks & dinner that evening before we’d begin a scene. Sir is quite into toying with arousal and subsequently, denial.

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The Act of Submission (Part 1) [OC][BDSM]

Part 1

She slipped back to her chair at the front desk hoping no one noticed the wet spot between her legs. She should have worn underwear to work today, but hadn’t. Lunch had just finished but she couldn’t stand the tease any longer and had removed the toy she was supposed to leave in until she got home. Sir would not be happy. She knew she would be punished for disobeying but couldn’t handle it any longer. For weeks she had been waiting for Sir to begin the Dom/Sub fun that they had discussed a while back, yet he had only told her to wait. Finally, when she had gotten out of the shower this morning to begin her makeup, a toy and a note sat on the bathroom counter. Wear this toy until you arrive home, it read. She had been distracted all morning, the butt plug teasing and edging her tight little asshole until she could barely focus on work. She knew it was Sir’s favorite day of the week. Wednesday, or hump day as they often joked.

[M][BDSM][INC][NC] Harry Potter erotica written by a friend asking for kinks.

Hey all, I don’t have a full story to post, but I do have a link to two stories I wrote with the help of someone asking me to get kinkier and kinkier by paragraph. So here is how the stories turned out. I’d like to write more stories if you want.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/3338024/chapters/7300244

http://members.adult-fanfiction.org/profile.php?no=1296953493&view=story&zone=hp

Moscow Meeting [MFF] [Mild BDSM]

Ewa had been in Moscow for a couple of months, settling in to the subtle and not so subtle changes in culture. She was immersed in summer, now, and the days were long, hot and dry as a bone. In the evening, the heat hung in the air, not cooling but thickening. From waking up to falling into bed, she spent the day glazed in sweat and would duck into a shaded cafe, bar or awning like it was a pool of ice water. That day, Ewa was wearing a light, summer dress with thin shoulder straps. The straps sat neatly in the groove of her strong shoulders and the dress was tucked in the back, so it hugged the dramatic curve of her spine and the muscular curve of her hips. She’d walk around naked if she could, but it was a compromise between comfort in the heat and inviting stares and cat calls in the street. This happened anyway, of course, and she did her best to shrug it off. Somehow, cat calls in Russian retained enough novelty to mask the buzzing nuisance. By contrast, she didn’t mind the attention she got from other women, who, she noticed several times a day, couldn’t help but glance at the sweat running from her collar bone, down the gentle valley between her small, firm breasts, or at the way her skirt hung off the round shelf of her ass, the hem clinging to her thighs when she walked.

Daddies Little Princess [FM] [DD/LG] [BDSM] [CHAPTER 3]

# Chapter three

Standing in the shower our bodies intertwined as we slowly come down from our explosive orgasms. The mixture of the hot water with the cold air hitting my skin causing my body to contort as small explosions of pleasure erupt through out my body, the heady scent of our sex lingering in the steam making my legs start to buckle and my head spin so much so that I need to reach out placing my hands on the cold wet titles to stop from collapsing.

Still impaled on your slowly softening erection my blushing red back side rippling as my body squirms with the last waves of my climax, giving my arse it a playful squeeze before your arms encompass my quivering frame as I try to bring my breathing back under control. The feel of your warm breath on my neck as you shudder with the remaining pleasure of the orgasm that we just shared. Without even thinking about it I tilt my head away from your lips, exposing my neck and throat completely to you.

The Hunt Part 6, Afternoon Fun [Str8][Swingerish][Mf][BDSM][Solo][Exhibit]

Afternoon

Recap: The Hunt is an invite-only BDSM event where couples and singles find new partners for the event by playing an adult hide and seek with BDSM overtones. Its held on the land of a private alternative lifestyle club in northern Michigan. My wife Harley and I are attending for the first time where I have just left the Hunt with my newly captured prey, a beautiful curvaceous redhead with tribal tattoos and pale skin, leading her by my collar and leash. We had just eaten a snack and bathed and now are on our way back to my tent.

My prey walked on my left, but one step behind. The chain from my collar around her neck swayed and brushed across the nipple of her right breast as we walked, making small talk about the event. Her bare arms were beside her and bent at the elbow to hold the pile of all our folded clothes and shoes in her open palms. After drying each other off, she had said she would “air dry” as we walked back to my campsite. Not feeling as confident, and also to emphasize her nakedness I had wrapped a towel around my waist for the walk back.

Daddies Little Princess [FM] [DD/LG] [BDSM] [CHAPTER 2]

# Chapter two

Gently I shake my head bringing the present back into focus. Sighing as I look around the apartment, without you there it feels empty and cold. Realising my cheeks are even colder than the rest of me, I bring my hand up to my face. My cheeks are wet….. the memory has brought tears to my eyes!!! Slowly wiping my tear stained face, I remind myself that tomorrow is nearly here and that i get to curl up with you. Ignoring the world for the day just us together, smiling as the thoughts of the welcome home I have planned invade my mind.

Looking at my watch I suddenly realise that charlie will be round in an hour. “Fuck, where the hell has today gone” i mutter under my breath. Smiling as I think about how she has been amazing this week keeping me company, I would have been a total disaster this past week without her. No doubt she thinks i’m mad, having spent most of last night a blubbering wreck. Sitting there in my slobby old pj’s, watching a romantic comedy and eating a tub of my favourite ice cream (with just a spoon). Such a typical heart broken girl. However it’s been good to catch up, i didn’t realise how much i missed my best friend until now.

[MF] Catching up with a middle school crush. (Continued)

Hey everyone! This is a continuation of my [last post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/c72q87/mf_catching_up_with_my_middle_school_crush/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) . I’m glad you all enjoyed the first part!

We had fallen asleep cuddling under the now not so fresh covers of the hotel bed, hours later I was awoken to the sensation of a soft hand gently gliding up and down my shaft. I stirred slightly, I had taken a mild pain killer to help me get to sleep so it took me a second to un-fog my brain and realize what was happening. Maria laid there naked, her head still resting on my chest as her soft and delicate hand gently stroked my slightly errect cock.

She took her free hand and delicately began cupping and massaging my balls, playing with them as she gave the head of my cock a playful squeeze, at this point I had now fully woken up and began letting out soft pleasurable sighs in her ear, trailing my hand down her back and giving her succulent ass a firm squeeze. Once she realized I was now fully awake she moved her head into my lap, slipping my now swollen head into her mouth, I let out another small moan at the sensation if her wet mouth wrapping around my throbbing sex, her tongue toying with my engorged tip as she slowly began to bob her head up and down.

Daddy’s Little Princess [FM] [DD/LG] [BDSM] [CHAPTER 1]

# Chapter one

It’s late Friday afternoon, the sun is low but still baking hot. My clothes are clinging to me as i walk the last few steps to my front door, sighing as i walk through the open door. Having left the AC on all day the apartment is nice and cool, its just a relief after a long day at work….hell its been a long week. You have been away all week for work, my body is longing for your touch. Night time is the worst, going to bed alone has become a nightmare. Craving to just curl up in your arms, to feel your firm body holding me safe. Sleep has been my only release as you have met me in my dreams.I chuckle to myself at the fact that the strict rules you left me, are pinned to the fridge so i have no excuses.

As i carefully slip my pumps off and hang my coat up, my mind wanders to the morning you left. It’s early Monday morning and i’m still in bed, not having to be in work till midday, i’m making the most of it and having a lay in . Yawning as i roll over, your side of our bed i realise is empty, frowning as i wonder where you are. You don’t normal let me wake up without my coffee waiting, when your up first.