When in confinement…, do as confined people do? [MF]

This is a story about how I (F, 28) fucked my neighbor from across the street (M, 29) because we were in confinement and got bored. Scroll way down past the *** to get to the fun part, or bear with me for a juicy back story, and weeks of building up tension.

I met Henri on my first day of work. I started a new job a few months into the pandemic, and I only ever went to the office once, to get my IT equipment and badge. Henri started the same day as me, in a different business unit. We exchanged a few words of small talk as we were waiting in front of the building. He was dressed sharply and caught my attention straight away. His dark, full hair, his beard, that I could only see parts of as we were wearing masks, and his athletic body distracted me from the get-go of our conversation, and so I don’t remember what we talked about that day. I do remember my surprise though when we walked to the metro station, and realized we were not only going to the same stop, but actually almost to the same place. We were both new to the city and had somehow ended up on the same street.

Public Blowjob on Train [Fiction] [MF] [Public Sex]

I traced the lines of the skyline with my eyes as the train crossed the East River. In a distant seat someone stood up and began walking, the stride, the pace, matched the movement of the train. I, lost in my thoughts, as lost as always, imagined a person, the person, walking to me. Swaying with the train, she stood to the left of me in front of an empty seat.

“The seat is free. Please….”

She shifted her small backpack frontwards, the shadow of the bridge’s steel bars obscured her face for a moment, but she wore a green summer dress, a backpack the color of cherries (or was it a purse?), boots, and a jacket still warm from the afternoon’s sunlight.

I knew her. I have known her all my life.

Today, her hair was as long and as wild as I have ever seen it. Maybe a shade darker. Changing from brown to gold, her hair fell across her left shoulder and over her chest. Today, I saw beyond that. I could see the savoriness of her skin, the melody of her movements, the comfort of her hips, the sweet smell of her. I could see the whole of her as easily as a full moon on a clear night.

White Waitress I creampied was pregnant two weeks after I last saw her [MF] [MFF][cuckquean][AMWF][asian][swingers]

Part 1 here: [white waitress follows Asian couple](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyConfession/comments/j08964/fwaitress_followed_us_mf_then_we_had_threesome_at/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Edit: TITLE SHOULD SAY TWO MONTHS (not weeks)

This is an old story… happened a few years ago… click link above for first story….

Anyway, after that intense fuck, wife and I went back to the same restaurant unplanned. We just happened to be hungry and in that area. Actually, when I saw the restaurant, I was low key hoping to see her again…. just seeing her and knowing that I fucked her turned me on so much…. I have a really weak side white girls, especially alt white girls.

Anyhow, we go in and get seated but we got someone else as a waitress… after a about ten minutes, I finally see her as she is waiting tables on the other section and she sees me and smiles and waves and I wave back. My wife looks to see who I’m waving at and then says “haha why are you so happy?” I said I wanted to fuck her again. Wife says she knows. About another 10 minutes pass by, and she comes and says hi to us…. she looks around then sits next to me… (were in a booth)…. she side hugs me and says we should all hang out again… then her hand drops down and is under my shirt behind my back…. she gently caresses me and barely digs her nails into my skin as her and wife are making small talk.

Daddy Issues: This Is What You Are | [M/f] [Barely Legal] [Rough] [Deepthroat] [Anal] [Degradation] [Mindbreak]

**Soooo this is technically a second part to** [**this story**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jcm6q9/daddy_issues_mf_teen_barely_legal_rough_blowjob/)**, but you could probably read this without having to read the first part, though I’d love it if you did go read my other stories :D Btw this story is very rough and could be bordering on rape, but seeing is it’s mostly consensual I didn’t tag it rape… so be warned!**

**Again, Freya is based off of** [**Freya Allan**](https://www.reddit.com/r/FreyaAllan/top/?t=all) **because I think she’s super hot!**

**If you guys have any ideas for stories please send them my way, I’ll try and reply to all of you, but I am super busy this time of year…**

**Anyway, please enjoy the story!**

Sat on a leather sofa in the hotel lobby, she kept crossing and uncrossing her legs, kept scratching at the stitching on the sofa’s arm, as if these repetitive actions would somehow help keep her nerves from engulfing her whole being.

They didn’t. In fact, they probably made her anxiety worse. She kept getting the occasional glance from a passer-by. A look of worry or confusion would cross their face, but they would carry on to wherever it was they had to be, not giving a second thought to the strange anxious girl in the hotel lobby. Freya didn’t like them looking at her. It was like they knew why she was here. Like they knew what she was and were judging her for it.

An Opportunistic [MMF] with [M]y Roommate, [M]e and the girl he brought home [F]rom the bar.

The first three paragraphs will introduce the three involved. The next four will describe how we went from hanging around to having sex, after that the sex kicks in so go straight past those if you’re only here to get to the sex!

This happened way back in 2012. I was living with 2 guys at the time but on this fateful weekend it was just me and Dermot. Dermot was an ex rugby player, well built, tall, broad and a good looking lad. He was a bit of a messer and would frequently walk around the house completely naked just to wind us up. I saw him naked so many times prior to this night so I knew he had a huge, thick, shaved cock, albeit, I’d never seen it hard.

I myself was average height, fit but not athletic, I had been naked in front of Dermot in changing rooms and once in the house so I wasn’t shy about my own body either, although my cock was a grower, not a shower! Cheeky smiler and did ok with the girls but admittedly not as handsome as Dermot.

Two years ago, I [F23] (at that time) met up with another Redditor [M30] and he let me explore my fantasies [MF] (2)

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kbvywx/two_years_ago_i_f23_at_that_time_met_up_with/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

So I was typing this a while ago and I accidentally closed the app and now I have to do it again!! ?

Anyway, Alex and I decided to meet again in a hotel. And since I was free on that day, he told me to wait for him in the room because he was still going to travel to my city.

And while waiting, he made sure to give me a to-do list. “Bring out your toys and lube and place it on the side table. Then, you’re going to have to strip naked and blindfold yourself. Leave the door unlocked so I don’t have to knock. Put on your earphones and play a loud music and do sexy pose on the bed and stay there.”

And as an obedient little kitty, I obeyed him. I laid on my side, slightly covered myself with a blanket, and made sure one boob was showing. My leg was on top of the other. I was just laying there with loud music playing, filled with anticipation and excitement.

A Little Christmas Mistake

Each year, after the kids had gone to bed, Steve would sneak into a Santa costume and spread presents throughout the house. It began as a way to one-up his kids after he’d heard them plotting to catch Santa, but it became an annual treat watching them buzz over a glimpse of the big man himself.

He wasn’t about to break a Christmas Eve tradition just because his youngest daughter was eighteen now.

Steve nimbly dodged loose floorboards as he crept from his bedroom to the stairs with nothing but the glow of twinkling Christmas lights to guide him. Once in the kitchen he dutifully bit into the awaiting mince pie and chewed slowly as he eyed the crooked carrot still laid on the plate. Nothing could stop Santa from visiting his house.

“Gotcha,” a voice whispered from behind.

Steve froze, mouth still full, as he heard his youngest daughter’s quiet voice. This was the first time any of his kids had made an effort to actually catch Santa and he couldn’t help but suspect she was trying to spoil the surprise.

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Pussy roulette: our first group sex

Disclaimer: this is a fictional story. All characters are adults (18+) and all parts of the fiction are legal. You also must be an adult (18+) for reading the story. If you feel any part offensive, please stop reading.

We have been quarantined for way too long and even sex, which used to be wild and kinky, started becoming part of this boring routine. Do not get me wrong – my beautiful woman is so amazing in bed and a lot of men would surely die just to see her naked, not to even mention about giving them an opportunity to feel how wild she can get. After such an exciting experience she prepared for me, maybe some of them would even get a chance to try how horny tight warm pussy feels like.

It was a day like every other. We just had a dinner and a glass of wine. It was time for the action. Just as I started removing her clothes as she proudly exposed her round and full boobs, she pushed me away:

“Stop!”

I was confused. But I stopped and waited for her to continue:

“Not today.” She whispered.

The moment I [F]irst realized I desperately wanted to be cuckqueened, and the long term affects ?

I held a poll and you guys decided that I should write the story about the moment I realized I wanted to be cuckqueened ?

For anyone unaware, being cuckqueened is the opposite of cuckold. Cuckold is when a man watches his woman fuck another man in front of him. What I figured out I needed in my life, was to look another woman in the eye as my husband penetrates her and has his way with her. All the while she looks at me with degradation, knowing *she* was making my husband feel good.

So, time for the backstory ☺️

I have a group of gal-pals, in which all of us would be considered extremely promiscuous. We used to call ourselves “the sluts” (basic name I know) but ever since pewdiepie came up with “Floor Gang”, we called ourselves the “Whore Gang”. That tended to catch peoples attention when we were are at the club. We are sluts who love memes, so whenever we lose each other, we yell “Whore Gang! Can I get a Hooooiiiii Yyeeeeaaaahhhh?!”. When my fellow sluts moan our would-be mating call we can find each other right away haha.