Tag: BDSM

Not Everyone’s Cup o[f] Tea

I posted this story around a year ago and was genuinely relieved and appreciative of the kind and positive comments. Esp given the rather taboo content. Unfortunately, revealing such an intimate and secret experience made me really quite anxious and I deleted the content.

Thing is, I have lots of experience with submission but extremely vanilla (and lovely) friends. They would no doubt lock me up in the nearest psychiatric facility if they knew what I was like behind closed doors :)

So here I am again, dying to share my good (and bad) experiences. I shall try not to delete this time :) I also made an online friend recently who was v non-judgemental and He seems to have given me a much needed confidence boost :)

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I’ve always been submissive and rather masochistic and my ex introduced me to BDSM on quite a serious level. Sex with him was exhilarating, addictive and challenging. He pushed limits and I would (and did) do anything for him. Not only did I take a ridiculous amount of pride in my obedience, I was in awe of him. Smitten. I was in love and keen to show it. Read more »

Veggies and fists and a pussy and an ass, oh my! [FM]

And finally, it happened.

Casey (my wife) and I were alone in the house. It’s rare, but happening occasionally as the kids are getting older. We put on some music, hung out in the hot tub, smoked some pot, and enjoyed each others company. Not one to let an empty house go to waste, rather than going to our bedroom, I grabbed a big blanket and laid it out on the living room floor.

We dimmed the lights a bit, and fired up the wood stove. Music in the background, doors locked so no unexpected company would come in, and Casey said she wants to watch some porn. She’s not big on it, but sometimes finds something she really gets into. I sorta curate some stuff on PornHub that I think she might like, and she’ll go through it. Apparently I found one she liked, though it surprised me that she did. Usually, it’ll be something BDSM and male/female, group, anal, but this was solo. Just one woman, pierced, putting a mango in her pussy. Read more »

Want to create a digital erotic story magazine!

What would you guys think about stories being edited and formatted for a book format. Then put in a collection of erotic stories. Maybe even go as far as making different magazines for certain kinds of stories. Like all BDSM, all lesbian, etc. So if you have a certain taste, you can go straight to the magazine that has your interest.

My [F]irst steps into watersports, with guidance from my [M]aster.

My Master came over for dinner.

He is also my boyfriend. We are together for almost two years now, but we don’t live together due to busy jobs and we both value our alonetime a lot. Our relationship dynamic is really kind and gentle, and sexually we are both into bdsm. He used to be a professional Dom, but when we got together he quit because it didn’t feel right for me. I didn’t ask him to stop, but I would not have pursued the relationship if he’d have continued.

We agreed earlier on we would play when he came over, after dinner, and that he would spend the night at my place. I cooked his favourite meal, bathed myself, polished my toenails and took great care of my hair and makeup. He likes it, and I like it when I look attractive for him.

We had a few starter drinks, and he asked me whether I was into some early evening fun. Ofcourse I was. He took out his wrist- and anklebands, and undressed me. He then dressed me with a lavender smelling, white cotton panty, and put me on a chair. With his bands, he cuffed my ankles to the chair, and my wrists to the elbow rests. He filled a large can of water and put it on the table next to me, placed another chair in front of me, took the book I was currently reading and came seated in front of me. Read more »

Quiet, don’t disturb her [mf] (Part 3 of a Long Weekend)

This is Part 3 of a very long and wonderful Columbus Day weekend sex-a-thon. Part 4 and Part 5 will eventually be written.

**Part 1:** [**https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9mphm7/a_long_weekend_mf_fmf_bdsm_power_dynamics/**](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9mphm7/a_long_weekend_mf_fmf_bdsm_power_dynamics/)

**Part 2:** r/https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9no001/a_long_weekend_part_2_fmf/

I woke up the next morning with Natalia curled into me, her body fitting just right against mine. Emma was asleep beside me and I could hear her deep, slow breaths trace the remnants of her last dream for the morning. I looped my arm underneath Natalia’s neck and nuzzled her gently with my lips and nose until she moaned slightly and then rose. She was beautiful as the she walked past the sunlit windows and went to the bathroom for a moment. Two minutes later, she came back and re-arranged herself into our original cuddling position. Her fine ass was now hard pressed against my cock (thankfully I had peed at 4:30 so it was an actual erection instead of morning wood) , my left arm was stroking her hair, my right hand was on her bottom hip pulling her tight to me.

“I want you”

“I want you too” Read more »

Car sex with a [F]WB I [m]et at a club

[Before I went to California](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9qtbhn/making_a_california_dream_come_true_mf/?st=JNQ76YQN&sh=081cce8e), my best friend got me a job waiting tables in a nightclub that had just opened. Despite the location being a little out of the way, it seemed like it would’ve been a success, due in no small part to the fact that my friend, the manager, had a huge network of friends who were always looking to celebrate birthdays, holidays, engagements and the like. While he was manager there, the place was always packed and I always went home with nice tips.

Among the regular clientele was a woman who didn’t show up every weekend, but often enough to be remembered and noticed. And how could she not be? 5’8”, chocolate-brown skin, dreadlocks down to her ass, pierced tongue, large ass and tits (I remember them being E cups) shown off by the skimpy clothes she wore regardless of the weather. This lady was a knockout. Every guy who worked there wanted her, from the owner down to the bussers. I’ll call her Shawna.

Through the kindness of the gods, I found myself serving Shawna often enough that we became acquainted and developed a flirty rapport. One night we exchanged numbers, and after I got back from San Diego, I asked her out. Read more »

Seduced by my host mom while studying abroad [MF].

Go easy on me everyone, this is my first time.

Once upon a time, I got a scholarship to live and study abroad in a European country to learn the language. I had only had one girlfriend prior to going, and losing my virginity was uneventful.

My host mother, who was 37 when I met her, was a single, gorgeous, curvy (beautiful tits and ass) woman with soft skin and a great sense of humor. She was about 5’2, tan, brown hair and brown eyes, and had an amazingly proportioned figure. I’m about 5’10, athletic/built, with olive skin and hazel eyes. After a few months, we became great friends… we went everywhere together, and stayed up until past midnight chatting on the couch. The tension between us also ramped up quite a bit. Read more »

The Training of Sabrina – Part 1: The Meeting & Arrangement [MF, cons, d/s, Mdom]

Hello, all. This is my first story. It is very long, and encompasses three months of my life. I can personally guarantee that everything in here is true, although somewhat paraphrased. It is not embellished nor fiction. I will be cross-posting this to other subreddits as I feel appropriate. There will be multiple parts and they will run together. Stick with the story and I am sure you will not be disappointed. I will also make a pledge to answer every response and comment to this story. So please, upvote, ask questions, and make comments.

I am a Dom. This is a story about how I met and trained Sabrina. As a visualization, Sabrina was 5’3″ and approximately 110 lbs. Her lithe frame was tattooed and sported B cup breasts with long blonde hair and emerald green eyes that glimmered when she earned a load of cum. I stood at 5’7″ tall and 150lbs. Dishwater blond hair and dashing blue eyes that can stare daggers or encouragement with a single look. My beard game was on point at the time, as well. Read more »

[MF] Squirting from anal. BDSM

Last night my wife(26) wanted me(25) to do whatever I wanted to her. In her words, “whatever you want, any kinky thing you want to do, I want you to do to me.” Its been a while since we’ve been able to do anything and her sexual tension was built up so much.

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I had her wrists tied down to the corners of the bed. I put a blindfold over her eyes and asked, “are you ready baby?” She replied, “I’m ready for whatevery you want.” I began to kiss her and rub her body, she was restless from being so turned on. I began to kiss down her chin and sucked on her neck a little bit before kissing all the way down her chest, through her stomach, and started in on nibbling on her pussy. I spit on it and began to lick her clit through her innie vagina. She started to move her hips and legs. I grabbed the riding crop and began to slap both her tits twice and her pussy once. I told her that she needed to be still although I knew she wouldn’t be able to, so I held her legs down tight to hold her in place. Pushing her legs back as far as I could opened her up wide. You could see the mix of spit and juice start to seep out. I pushed the excess fluid up with my tongue to her clit and started sucking. Read more »

Mommy’s Gentlest Touch [M19/F38] [mommy domme] [chastity] [NO incest] [BDSM] [gentle femdom] [dirty talk]

Mommy’s Gentlest Touch

I make my way exhaustedly into the house. It’s been a long day at college classes and things aren’t getting much better for me. I stumble into the living room, dropping my bag as I do, and kicking my shoes off. That’s when I see a woman waiting on the couch with her legs crossed staring directly at me.

She’s Columbian, average height, not skinny but in decent shape with black hair running down her neck and behind her back with slight waves. Her green eyes glisten and her face beams with a smile. While attractive, she’s aged some at almost 40. She wears a black, modest dress that flaunts a massive E cup cleavage.

“Well, you know the drill.” She says in her deep accent. “Dress code.”

Immediately, I do as I am told. I begin stripping the clothes off my lean, caucasian body. I throw my shirt over my blonde hair. I unbuckle my jeans and pull them down. I take my clothes and set them to the side. I then pull my socks off as well. I stand barefoot and almost nude on the other side of the couch in front of her. Read more »