First time wearing a collar! [FM] [Bondage]

So some of you may remember that I’ve posted here before. The guy from my previous story is now my boyfriend. Some of y’all said “wow seems like you have something special” seems like he and I agreed lol… Anyway! Although we’ve had plenty more sex, I haven’t sat down to write it out and do it the justice it deserves… until today. Also, sorry if the formatting or spacing is odd; I wrote this on my phone.

Quick descriptions: we’re both in our 20s, him a couple years older than me, and reasonably fit. He has a tiny bit of fat on his tummy hiding hid abs, but muscular arms, shoulders, back, and thighs (and damn, dat ass) and soft brown hair. Strong jaw, brown eyes… Really, a gorgeous man. I’m petite, with long red hair and pale skin. Grey-ish eyes, button nose, pretty conventionally attractive. For those that want a really detailed mental image, I was wearing a striped crop top and grey jeans, him in a red polo and blue jeans.

Kara, Part 2 [MF]

Relevant tags: [FM][College]

My previous story was well received, so here we go!

Link to part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6zs9vh/kara_mf/

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I left the party somewhat early, Eric only came back a few hours later. He seemed to have had a pretty good night, and made no mention of the fact that Kara and I had disappeared for an hour or two. I wasn’t sure if he wanted me to tell him, or if he actually had no idea. He wasn’t sober by any stretch of the imagination, but neither was he drunk, so it was hard to tell whether or not he actually knew. Either way, I stayed silent, figuring it’s better to tell him a story like this at another time. We hit the sack and in the next morning we slept in, like every Saturday morning should be spent.

In the morning I checked my phone, there was a message from Kara: “Hey.” Half awake I replied in a similar fashion. Her reply was instantaneous: “Dude, it’s almost noon, you just woke up?” We chatted super casually for a while, completely ignoring the events of the night before. Eventually we agreed to meet up for a late breakfast, as she had already made plans to go with some of the earlier risers.

Sunday in the Bed with Ariel [MF]

I don’t know what I did in my prior life to deserve this summer. It’s been unforgettable. A year ago, I would have scoffed at the thought of me having two gorgeous women available to fuck whenever they pleased.

I was engaged, but that relationship ended. Am I entirely over her? No. But one of the many reasons we weren’t compatible was our difference in sex drives. Mine’s intense. Hers wasn’t. I fantasized about sharing her, I wanted to take risks – she wouldn’t entertain any of that. There’s been a lot of heartache since we split, but in the last six months I’ve embraced my sexuality and really set out to experience everything I’ve fantasized about and been missing out on. You can (and should) read about those adventures in my previous posts. And I won’t get into anymore of my background or description here, as I’ve covered it pretty extensively.

I have two FWBs right now – two gorgeous, smart, sensational women – and I don’t know how long my luck can last, but I’m totally at their mercy. I’m not necessarily their only partner either, and we’re all in the clear health-wise. Caitlin is one of those girls (The Eighth Wonder of Reddit), and Ariel is the second. This one’s about Ariel.

Kara [MF]

Relevant tags: [FM][College]

I never really noticed Kara. She was studying medicine, and I was in math. We shared no courses, and she was just another girl in the residence. My roommate and I held long conversation about who the cutest girls on the floor were, and Kara was seldom brought up.

A little bit about myself, I am just over 6 feet, wear thick glasses around hazel eyes, and leave my black hair out to grow into bothersome curls. It’s unlike the hair my mostly European family has, but it is what it is. Back in high school I was involved with track quite a lot, so I was quite lean coming into college. Jack is the name, by the way.

It was the end of the midterm season, and a group of friends from the floor were all planning on doing what all freshmen do – drink when we’re not supposed to. I met up with my roommate Eric at around 9, when my linear algebra midterm was done. I threw my lucky pencil in the drawer and we headed out. The plan was simple: eat, pick up some drinks, and head back for a night of debauchery.

On the train to Farlo [FM]

*I want him inside of me. God damn the consequences, I want his cock in my pleasure hole.* This went through Evine’s head right before she and Davon had sex in the train’s bathroom.

One month earlier Evine wasn’t that excited that she had to go to summer school. However, it was the only way for her to stay in her prestigious art school. With some resentment, she looked through the different summer courses offered by nearby colleges. None of them looked good to her. In the end, she settled for the “Sociological perspectives on the function of Art” course given at a liberal arts college a three-hour train ride from her art school.

A month later, when Evine had packed her bags and was on her way to the train station, she still wasn’t excited for her week of summer school. The weeks before she left had been spent lying on the beach, recovering from her finals. She wasn’t keen on switching the beach for the classroom. But well, what can you do?

When Evine arrived at the station she thought to herself. Let’s try to be a bit more positive and make the best of my time in Farlo, the town Evine was going to.

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Hermione Granger and The Centaur Release [EU] [Harry Potter] [Reluctance / Drugging] [Bestiality (Humanoid)] [Gangbang]

*Originally a reply to [this prompt.](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/6xuual/wp_hermione_is_dragged_into_the_forest_by_the/)*

Hermione was dropped unceremoniously on the grass in the small clearing the centaurs carrying her had stopped in. She looked around desperately but saw nothing but thick forest all around. The centaurs were circling her slowly, contemplating.

A dark centaur with black hair and beard snorted. “Humans that dare to enter our forest must pay with their lives.”

Hermione shook but steadied her voice. “Please, we meant no harm to you..”

“Human lies!” the dark centaur roared.

“Bane, she doesn’t seem particularly dangerous.” A chestnut bodied and red haired centaur spoke.

Bane glared. “Are you so easily convinced by deceit Ronan?”

“I promise, it’s not a trick!” Hermione spoke quickly. “I have no reason to cause trouble!”

“And yet here you are, trespassing against us.” Bane retorted.

Ronan stomped his hoof. “Surely a warning would…”

Bane rounded on him. “You would let her break our laws unchecked?”

The other centaurs murmured in agreement, making Hermione’s heart sink.

“Well…. No.” Ronan looked thoughtful. “But death? What say you Magorian?” He addressed another dark haired and bodied centaur.

[MF] My foreign adventures. Day 2,3,4 and 5: 3 Strikes and Sex.

See my [first story for background](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6z43d7/mf_my_foreign_adventures_day1_the_model/) on these escapades:

Long time lurker, decided to start blogging about my escapades. About me: I am a man, in his early 30s, and have been a bit of man whore through my life. A little under 6 foot. Slim/athletic build. White.

My latest escapade comes as I am visiting a foreign land for work. I decided to really make use of this trip and see how many girls I could get laid with. The girls in this place are quite mixed and exotic.

 

**DAY 2** Strike

After my night with the sexy model, I was really happy with my start and thought I was in the mindset for a really successful next few days. Unfortunately thats not what quite panned out.

In Flagrante Toronto [MF][Cheating][Long]

Author’s note:

People that don’t cheat will never understand the impulse; the burrowing, creeping compulsion that drives otherwise content people to stray from their partner. This may partly stem from the common misconception that people cheat because they’re unhappy, or missing something in their relationships.

I don’t think that’s it. Or at least, it never was for me. The thing is: sometimes you just want to fuck someone else.

This is a story about fucking someone else. This is also my story, which means that names have been changed to protect the innocent and the not-so-innocent.

And before I begin let me also say that I love my husband. Madly. Truly.

That’s not what this is about.

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It started with a work trip, as I suppose these things often do. I had gotten a text from my boss on Wednesday asking me if I could cover a conference in Toronto the following week.

Normally I declined these events because they involved a lot of mindless standing around a booth answering the same 3 or 4 questions for hours on end. Plus the schedule at these things was usually such that I didn’t have time to get out and see the city except from the back seat of the cab to and from the airport.

The best one night ever [MF]

Crissy was smoking hot. A tiny little brunette with perky little boobs and a little bubble butt. I had wanted her forever and now here we were. Sitting making out in my truck and she was rubbing my hard bulge through my pants. Her tongue was exploring my mouth and my hands were running up the insides of her thighs.

“Take me inside” she finally groaned, and I obliged. I almost picked her up and carried her, i couldn’t wait for this.

Once inside we were slamming against the walls, I had ripped off her top and bra long before we made it to my room. Her tits were so perfect. Perky, with little tiny nipples and I wasted no time putting them in my mouth and teasing her little nipples. She was already shimmying out of her skirt and panties and as soon as they hit the floor she was taking my clothes off. Soon my pants and boxers hit the floor releasing my throbbing 8 inch cock.

“Hooray for me she exclaimed'” and then she pushed me onto the bed with surprising force for someone for small.

Return to the swingers club, first time not for work [Group] [Long]

As last time I hope my English and writing isn’t too bad. I am neither a practiced writer, nor is English my language. After I posted my [last and first story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6yxxy9/my_bosses_swinger_wife_mf/) someone in the comments said, they’d like to hear more if i had more stories.

After the encounter with my bosses wife, Mary, I didn’t go back to the swinger club in a private capacity at first. I worked there a couple of times, whenever my boss needed an extra security/ bouncer present. As much as I wanted to go back, the thought of having to kick out or to restrain people or their partners I have had sexual relation with, kept me from doing it. Plus I was busy with my job and studies at university.

It was a few months later, that I got a new girlfriend, Lisa, another student from my university. I had hidden the fact I worked at a strip club and some times at a swingers club. As I thought it would needlessly drive her away. After a while though she found out, and was less pissed about my workplaces as about me lying. In fact she surprisingly interested in the swingers club. Ashe kept asking me things about it. As I later found out her parents were active in the lifestyle, but it wasn’t a topic one would necessarily want to broach with one’s parents.