Liz’s Toy Chest [ff] [bdsm] [long]

This is a follow up of my [first story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/63wjy3/sharing_a_hotel_with_mom_not_incest_ff_fm_long/?st=J17XYTTL&sh=164fc956) during which I met Liz. Liz is the epitome of a bad ass punk dyke. 6 feet tall, skinny as fuck, cute little white girl ass, barbelled nipples on a pretty flat chest, pierced clit, tattooed all over, bleach blonde punk haircut. Totally cool.

I am physically the opposite haha. 5’3, black and Brazilian, 34D, dat black booty, luscious curves while maintaining a pretty thin waist. Natural black woman hair and a lot of it. I’ve been told nicki Minaj with a little less boobs and darker skin.

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I spent the day after meeting Liz with my mom, enjoying the last full day of our vacation celebrating my 21st birthday. We drank mimosas recapping the night – me ribbing her for fuckin a monster of a brotha(like clegane big) and her ribbing me for getting fisted by a tall dyke. We visited a couple museums then laid out on the beach smokin joints. By about mid afternoon though we could tell each of us were craving what we had last night.

Mei Goes to Dave & Busters; [FFFFM][Fdom][Msub][cbt][growth][huml][raceplay][self-buk][nc][bdsm]

I’ve been told that I’m a company woman to the death, and that it wasn’t necessarily a compliment or an insult. I work long, hard hours, and take my work home with me when I can. I always think two steps ahead of my supervisors, and find new, efficient ways to do my work. God forbid I ever catch anyone stealing supplies here and there; even if someone so much as opens the supply closet without leaving a form with me will receive the full, unabated, righteous fury of the company, and clean out their desks by 4pm.

I’ve been told that I have a Napoleona complex: since I’m small, slim, flat chested with no butt, I secretly feel inferior to everyone, and I have to overcompensate. The person who told me that got fired a week later for completely unrelated reasons, I hear. Missing supplies ended up in his desk or something or other. It is true that I am the smallest person in the office. Some people even say that I look like someone’s angsty teenaged daughter, what with the “radical” pixie cut that I wear.

A Midnight Surprise – Part 2 (Written for a Friend) [MF] [BDSM]

You find yourself waking up slowly. Did you drink a lot last night? No, you didn’t. Suddenly you don’t know where you are, but you realize, you can’t move your arms. Your tied. You open your eyes only to find that you’re blindfolded, tied to a chair. You scream in fear, only to realize your mouth is gagged. Flashes of memory come back to you.

Something happened, you were at home, asleep then I came, took you. I came into your house, tied you up….and…. You remember the feeling of the orgasm that rocked through you over and over. You try to find something familiar, a sound, a smell. Nothing. You rock your hands back and forth, testing the movement you have with your wrists. You can barely move them from behind your back.

You flex your legs, and realize that they are tied too, but instead of directly in front of you, they are opened slightly. You try to close them but realize you can’t. A chill hits you as you remember what happened just before you fell asleep. You remember me inside you…filling you…fucking you. You remember exploding again, and again. A warmth follows directly after the chill. You wonder if I am going to let you cum like you did before…

A Midnight Surprise – Part 1 (First Post, Written for a Friend) [MF] [BDSM]

It has been a slow, relaxing evening. You came home from work and decided to take a shower, and then had some wine in front of the tv. You heard a strange noise at one point as you were getting ready for bed, but as you gazed out from your house porch window, you see nothing out of place. The night is warm, almost too warm, you consider that you’ll have to turn on the air conditioning soon. Not tonight though, you feel comfortable in your skin, and want to sleep without the raucous noise at least once more….

You stand, looking out at the trees at the back of your yard, wearing a tiny tank top and shorts. You think you see something shining through the trees, but decide it was probably a bird or something.. You stretch out, suddenly tired, and a little turned on. You consider the box of toys under your bed, Maybe you should play with the glass one. You reach down and grab it. It would be amazing if that hot guy from down the block was here. You slowly start to slide it in and out of you imagining a hot cock deep inside you. You get wet slowly…loving the feel of the glass as it slides deep inside you..your mind slowly drifting off to sleep…you realize you haven’t finished…but you don’t mind. You leave your toys halfway opened, next to the bed as you drift off to sleep. Darkness as you close your eyes.

Our first sleepover [MFMF][Group]

There is a bit of story here – to skip to the sexy parts go to the bolded heading “Upstairs”.

We are still recovering from the events at Matt and Karen’s last night [(story here)](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/61so0o/if_you_swallow_it_wont_get_in_your_hair_grouporgy/) when I get the text from Bobby. “Do you two want a visit on our way home? Beth had a nap and is all energetic.” A quick chat with hubby and the plan is in motion. They’d arrive after supper and spend the night. I quickly prepare the guest room, and tidy up a bit.

Before long we see them pull up out front and approach, and I’m still in a state of disbelief. They arrive and we spend some time getting to know them a bit. Last night was a bit of a blur – I often say first times are great but second and third times are less frantic and often even more enjoyable. She is stunning, with a quiet intelligence than contrasts his loud and passionate energy. We talk about their life, their relationship, and the broader concepts of BDSM and domination and submission. Although my husband and I are what many consider quite vanilla, we love to learn and always try to understand the people we’re with. We talk about the intimacy of sex with another couple, or a unit as we coined the couples within our new group of friends. When I began exploring I was looking for one night stands, and my line has always been “no feelings”. Tonight, we discuss feelings that exist naturally between friends who fuck. It’s an interesting concept to me and one that I’m surprised to find I enjoy immensely.

[FFM] [long] Getting high and having fun

Three things to set up the context of this story: first, I’ve got a naturally high libido; second, getting high makes me horny; and third, I crave rough, submissive sex when I’m high.

About month ago I was totally swamped with tests and assignments to the point where I wasn’t going out and was only meeting with friends to study. Normally I’m a really social person, but I was honestly so stressed. My libido shot down that week, or rather was buried under my stress, and I didn’t make myself cum or sleep with anyone for almost two weeks. After I’d finished all my work, my friends and I went out to a fun bar for a girl’s night out.

Drinking and dancing felt amazing after being stressed for so long, and as I started dancing I felt myself getting turned on. It was a Latin burlesque bar with an actual stripper on the counter (lol) and the dancing was just so sexy and sensual that I could feel my nipples beading and my pussy getting wet.

Monrovia – Darling child vampire asexual girl who I loved for a night [MF] (funny and tender)

I miss being up there. I used to date a woman there, her name was Tori. She was a vampire, sort of. I met her at a bar in Long Beach called Que Sera that was hosting their monthly goth night. She was a year younger than me and was a bit shy but her and I still danced at a few points. She wore cat ears, and this gigantic black dress with a petticoat under it. I fell in love with her that night.

We exchanged phone numbers and I vowed to come visit her up in Monrovia (right next to Pasadena) as soon as possible.

A week later we set up a meet time and I drove up to pick her up from her massive, empty house. She was a photographer, or at least she wanted to be. Darling child looked just like Anne Frank. We went for a hike up to the Monrovia waterfall but she had trouble due to her huge dress. I held her hand as we walked up the hill and eventually we reached there.

We sat next to each other on a rock.

An affair to repeat – Part 1 [MF] [bdsm] [mdom] [fsub] [oral] [true story]

On Monday I met M for the first time. We had been talking online for a few weeks before deciding to meet in person. I picked him up from the train station, recognising him instantly despite the relatively few pictures he had sent me. We headed immediately back to my hotel, chatting briefly on the way. I was nervous, expectations looming heavily in my mind, but I had wanted this for a long time and was ready for what was to come.

We are both married. The taboo of the situation increases the excitement for me, the thrill of someone new. Knowing he understands my situation and I his means we can be honest with each other, giving each other something that has been missing in our existing relationships. In both our cases it is not love or sex that drives us towards this situation but power exchange. He will take control, of me, of my body and of our situation. And I will allow him to use and abuse my body, knowing that ultimately we will both get what we need.

Fucked a strange teen girl I met on KIK [MF]: Part Two.

Kelsey and me cleaned up after our sleazy hotel romp and agreed we would be doing this again. ASAP. She sent me a message after I dropped her off saying, “You felt so good inside me daddy, I want more!”

“Of course, sweetheart,” I replied, “Remember, your pussy belongs to me now.”

“Yes it does daddy,” she said.

It was at this point I figured I would dive a little bit deeper (than her pussy) and find out more about my new pet. She confessed to me she had been naughty for quite sometime and had a real affinity to BDSM, hence the nipple clamps from part one. She said she loved the idea of being completely submissive to someone and doing whatever she was told. I had zero experience with BDSM or DD/LG before this but it sounded exhilarating so I was going to give it a try.

A [F]ine afternoon for exploring new things.

So, this is my first post on here. This may be a little long. You can blame it on my ADHD and lack of sleep, but I felt I had to share it.

For a few months, I have been talking to a guy at work.. let’s call him Cameron.. little did we know that we worked together until we matched on tinder. (I work unstairs and he works downstairs so we never ran into each other because we are both busy.)

Cameron and I talked for about a week or so before finally meeting each other. I first went over to his house after work one day and I was very nervous. Due to some complicated medical issues I have been in he worst shape I had ever been in, which has left me self conscious. I’m about 5’6″ with brunette hair, green eyes, round cheeky face, large thighs, and pretty large boobs (as I’ve been told.. but they are DDD at the moment) but compared to Cameron how couldn’t I not be nervous?! He is 5’10”, lighter complexion, light brown hair, amazing blue/green eyes, and a smile that can light up the entire room.