Being married to a wonderful man with a small dick had me craving a gangbang. My husband said I could have one, so we became members of a sex club where he watched me be ravaged by five men. After the gang bang, he scooped my sweaty, cum soaked body off of the bed and carried me to our bedroom upstairs as this sex club resort. He laid me on the bed and stepped into the bathroom to run me a bath. I laid there, closing and opening my eyes in absolute exhaustion. My pussy felt like the Holland Tunnel, heavily used with the tire tread marks to prove it. I heard the water drip to a halt. I opened my eyes to see the bathroom lights dim. Sam returned. He removed the cum soaked mask from my face and tossed it aside before picking me up. He carried me to the tub of my favorite bubble bath and gently lowered me into the bubbly warm water which soothed my battered muscles. It was so soothing and I laid there soaking. I was so weak, I thought I’d slip under the water. I could feel the slime detach the tender flesh between my legs and float away.
Tag: BDSM
Patience with a first-timer pays off huge dividends [ffm]
This tale has been in the making for months. Tina is one of the first women to message us on reddit, saying she had been a lurker for years but that my stories prompted her to finally find a valid user name and message us. She described herself as 23 years old, 5’6 and 130 pounds, curly black hair, tan skin, and brown eyes, but this gave us only a vague idea of how attractive she is– she’s a stunner. She also discussed some of the hobbies we have in common and various other personal details that really endeared her to us. We started talking way back in October, but between Friendsgiving, Halloween, and various travel plans, it was difficult to plan a date together. We moved from reddit to text and snapchat occasionally swapping pictures, but nothing too explicit. Then, the day of our big date– nearly a month after we started talking– she told us that she had started casually seeing someone and she wouldn’t feel comfortable being intimate with us. It was somewhat disappointing, but we took it in stride and told her that it wasn’t a big deal and that she should keep us in mind in the future.
[MF] How I went from Submissive Co-Worker to Slave Husband? Part 6
Author Commentary – thanks for feedback on part 5 I had a little time last night and explained a bit more. No problem if some didn’t love it. Again this was my life at the time and what I did. For me…..for her……and now for you. This chapter is much longer, and has a few surprises along the way….btw someone did ask how long ago this was………..the present story time is About Sept/Oct 2010 at this point.
By about the 7 month mark of our arrangement I felt like our relationship was beginning to turn a corner. In many ways I felt like any normal couple with a few variations. She handled the finances, yes, but I thought of it as a joint account. And concerning the allowance which was averaging anywhere from $85-$135/week I really didn’t need anything. Most Saturday afternoons, sometime after lunch we would go to the supermarket together, mostly so she could control what we ate each week. Which worked out pretty well because I had been cooking my own meals since the age of 11. Growing up Italian in a divorced household, both my father and grandfather cooked, I just had to tweak my cooking a bit by adding some healthier meals because she insisted that we stay in shape. That was easier for me because she would limit my calorie intake. Not to the point of being malnourished, but I really wasn’t allowed to snack, drink soda, or eat chocolate.
[MF] Ex gets the 50 Shades treatment
Hello! I’m a long time lurker but finally decided to share since I’ve recently discovered my love for real life sex storytelling. Forgive me for the grammar and length as it’s my first post (from my phone!)
I dated Dee for a little over a year and things were amazing in the beginning, especially the sex. She was a buxom brunette with an infectious laugh who was willing to give all of my kinks at least one try. She was 28 years old, 5’6’’ with dark eyes and a light complexion. Her breasts were very large, easily 38DDs (she gained a few pounds during our relationship) and a beautiful thick ass.
What little she lacked in physical beauty she made up for in sexual energy. She was very reserved when we first started dating but as soon as she realized I was also a sexual deviant she became my private whore. She loved being pleasured orally and prided herself on swallowing me while I finished in her mouth after long fuck sessions. Dee also welcomed me to the joys of anal play. Apparently an ex of hers opened her up (literally) and she would beg me to fuck her tight ass. Sadly this post will be about after we broke up but our stories will be revealed in later posts if this one goes well.
[MF] When your FWB is a masochist [bondage][spanking]
Allow me to set the scene. In a darkened bedroom, a woman wearing only a pair of glasses and a very, very mischievous smile wiggles her butt in the air as she positions herself on all fours, spreading the weight to her elbows, away from her cuffed hands, asking for me to get a little rough. I swiftly pick up my belt off the floor and lightly pat her ass with it, teasing her.
“Ooh, a belt,” she laughs, “a little traditional but not bad.”
Normally, I’m not a very dominant person. I don’t exude that in-charge attitude naturally, in fact being in charge of everything in a relationship would drive me up a wall. No, I like strong equals as my partners. That said, however, after a certain conversation, the right words, and the right mood behind closed doors brings out a whole new me. A me that isn’t shy about giving instructions. A me that won’t hesitate to spank you if you’re being disobedient on purpose, just to test me. A me who will order you to beg me for something you really want. A me who might just deny you an orgasm if I don’t think you quite earned it yet. “Emily” was a girl who liked that me. A lot.
[MF] an afternoon on the couch [consensual BDSM] [gonemild]
**TLDR:** I delivered a punishment and then fooled around on the couch.
I’ve talked in the past about one of my play partners, Linda (see my post history, especially [“it was only a kiss”](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/724eoq/it_was_only_a_kiss_it_was_only_a_kiss_mf_kink/)). As it turns out last weekend she made plans to play with someone new, which, hey, good for her… except that she didn’t tell her friends she’d arrived, or that she was okay, and that’s a big no-no in the BDSM community. I got frantic texts from her friends asking if I’d heard from her, which I hadn’t. Fortunately, she messaged them pretty much right after that, and me too.
But her friends were really worried about her, and I decided she needed to be reminded that it’s okay to meet new people, but not to worry your friends.
Let me pause for some physical data here. Linda is 5’2, about 200#, but curvy and stacked with *all* the hips and a big, round butt. Yeah, she could probably stand to lose a little weight, but I love her curves. She has a bright smile, long brown hair, and brown eyes. She’s 42 and married, and her husband knows we play together. I’m 6′, a BHM, shaved head, beard, mustache, blue eyes.
Giving a girl her first lesbian experience (and a little consensual non-con) [mff]
We keep on running into roadblocks when it comes to finding a steady unicorn. We find one, then she moves to NY for law school, we find another (through reddit), and then she wants to be exclusive with a guy she’s seeing. Not to sound too whiny about our (very clearly) first world problems, and we’re totally happy for both of them, but it can be a little frustrating. Well, as luck would have it, we found another girl… who messaged *because* she was about to move to Chicago. At least we knew in advance this time? In any case, here are the details…
We posted another ad last week in the DC personals (shout out to /r/baltimoreanddcr4!) and on Fetlife, and although we got a few messages from couples and single men (as per usual), we also got one from a 22 year old girl whom we’ll call Emma. We actually didn’t think it would go anywhere because of how she described herself as straight but a little heteroflexible, that she was looking to do something fun and crazy before moving 1500 miles across the country for grad school, and because her FL profile was pretty bare. Would this be another potential partner who chickened out at the last minute? Eh, maybe, but she sounded fun, so we gave her a shot and met up for drinks on Saturday night.
23 [FMM] My gangbang [gangbang]
On Wednesday, January 17, 2018, I was the center of a gangbang that I organized. I was 23 years old. I sought out and found four men online between the ages of 20 and 40. The gangbang lasted an hour and a half in a hotel room. This is the story of that gangbang, at least as I remember it.
I am 5’6, 125 lbs, with 34b breasts. I am white with brown hair and brown eyes.
There’s no flowery prose here, just the facts.
I guess I just wrote this because it’s all I can think about. Maybe “getting it out there” will help me move on a bit.
Please do not PM with questions. See post history for AMA.
*****
I prepared a bowl of condoms for them. I brought KY Jelly just in case. I brought my own blanket to go over the bed. I cut up a big plastic bag and put it between my blanket and the hotel’s just in case. I had asked for extra towels. I brought beer and wine.
23 F Nonfiction: My Gangbang [Str8] [MMMMF] [buk] [gangbang]
Nonfiction: My Gangbang
On Wednesday, January 17, 2018, I was the center of a gangbang that I organized. I was 23 years old. I sought out and found four men online between the ages of 20 and 40. The gangbang lasted an hour and a half in a hotel room. This is the story of that gangbang, at least as I remember it.
I am 5’6, 125 lbs, with 34b breasts. I am white with brown hair and brown eyes. I will NOT share the picture that is mentioned at the end with anyone.
I’m not much of a “writer” so there’s no flowery prose here, just the facts.
I guess I just wrote this because it’s all I can think about. Maybe “getting it out there” will help me move on a bit.
EDIT: Sorry to repost. I included a link to my AMA which is against the rules. Sorry about that.
*****
I prepared a bowl of condoms for them. I brought KY Jelly just in case. I brought my own blanket to go over the bed. I cut up a big plastic bag and put it between my blanket and the hotel’s just in case. I had asked for extra towels. I brought beer and wine.
[Group] The Trans Girl, the Lesbian, and the ‘Virgin’ (part 1)
So a user asked for more on this from an ask reddit after dark comment I made, so here’s a first story. (Mobile writen)
My first year away from home as a college freshman didn’t work out so well. I had some fun, met some cool people, but ended up back home a year later with little to show but some core credits. Never hit it off with any girls at any parties, never even came close… Well this one time but that lead to an emotional burn so we repress that. But in case you’re wondering, im a pretty average guy i’d say. 6’1″ with a bit of meat on me, feathered brown cut on my head, and average below the belt.
Anyways, fast forward a few months. I’ve been slumming around dating sites for a while now and I meet this cute looking girl.
She’s 6’2″, broad in the shoulders with a solid C set of tits. Cute dyed pixie cut with the whole neko cat ears. Small and cut, heavy into BDSM and a total pet (‘pet’ for later).
So we chat and long of it she’s been transition for the last 2 years. We hit it off pretty well, hang out a day here, get a blowjob there, you know, the college kid stuff.