[25F] I only took a creampie [28MM] [F/M] [Cum] [Oral] [Groping] [Teasing] [Bondage] AZ

I spent yesterday night at a home party. I took a few shots, flirted with a few people [FFMM 23-28], and quickly discovered a guy 25[M] I wanted to fuck. Along with him, I went to a room on the second floor. He wanted to lay down, so I rode him until he entered me. It happened really quickly. I returned to the group with a small amount of the load remaining inside of me that was slowly oozing out because I was a little underwhelmed and still extremely horny.

As I walked back downstairs, two guys looked at me [MM 25-28], and one of them smiled knowingly. I had a couple more drinks at the party with a few others, which made me hornier and more intoxicated. The two men who had seen me go downstairs approached and started to flirt. They were charmed by my small frame and became quite sensitive when I positioned myself between them, which caused my pussy to almost scream with desire. The guy who had grinned at me said in my ear how much he likes how naughty I was and how quickly I stretched my legs.

The Royal Hunt [M/F 40s] [Historical fantasy] [Bondage]

The queen watched from the castle tower, waving as the King rode out at the head of his hunting party, splendid in his hunting robes, his cape and leather trousers, his fine black horse a picture of rippling muscles as it cantered beneath him, champing at the bit and tossing his fine head. His big standard flag fluttering high, the party soon disappeared out of sight into the edge of the woods and she turned back into her chambers, summoning her maid to run her a hot bath.

The hunters moved on along the woodland trails, the hounds baying as they ran through the trees in chase of wild boar. On and on they rode, alert to every movement in the undergrowth, every hint of their prey.

Suddenly, a flash of grey-brown sprinted through the clearing ahead of them. The hounds went wild, doubling their speed as they saw the movement and the riders spurred their horses into a gallop, thundering along the earthen path in a ragged line, their horse’s manes and tails streaming out behind them, the men shouldering their lances in anticipation…

“Polaroid instructions.” My first try at writing like this. Mild content (M/F, Consensual mild control/Dominance, Exhibitionist)

Walking together in the fall air I hear the soft rattle of a vintage Polaroid camera dangling from a strap on your wrist as it bounces off of the side of your jeans.

The weather is perfect and the landscape is breathtakingly beautiful.

Our plan was to get some photos of the season changing, the leaves turning, the cooler almost dreary haze that blankets everything.

I had perfectly picked out what I wanted you to see me in for our walk. I had been shopping and had a brand new outfit that you had never seen.

The white body suit shirt perfectly hugged my frame with the neckline dipping so very low exposing my deep cleavage. I thought about wearing a bra with it but I left it off…I wanted you to notice my nipples through the soft material. I wanted you to notice them as the coolness of the fall air and the slight breeze made them tighten and poke right through so you cannot help but see them on the outside.

I wanted you to look at me.

I added a new black tiny skirt with suspenders and bands around my waist and ribs.

The Royal Hunt [40s M/F] [HISTORICAL] [FICTION] [ROMANTIC] [MDOM][CONS] [bondage]

The queen watched from the castle tower, waving as the King rode out at the head of his hunting party, splendid in his hunting robes, his cape and leather trousers, his fine black horse a picture of rippling muscles as it cantered beneath him, champing at the bit and tossing his fine head. His big standard flag fluttering high, the party soon disappeared out of sight into the edge of the woods and she turned back into her chambers, summoning her maid to run her a hot bath.

The hunters moved on along the woodland trails, the hounds baying as they ran through the trees in chase of wild boar. On and on they rode, alert to every movement in the undergrowth, every hint of their prey.

Suddenly, a flash of grey-brown sprinted through the clearing ahead of them. The hounds went wild, doubling their speed as they saw the movement and the riders spurred their horses into a gallop, thundering along the earthen path in a ragged line, their horse’s manes and tails streaming out behind them, the men shouldering their lances in anticipation…

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The gayest straight relationship I’ve ever been in [FF]

Bro… idk. This one gets weird. It’s not quite a funny story or particularly hot. You’re welcome to unpack this mess with me though…

It started out pretty normal. We were just really close best friends who loved each other. She was like… my favorite person in the whole world and I wanted to be around her all the time. And I thought she was beautiful and really cool.

And she said the same about me…

The truth is we were broke as fuck which led to us walking up to *that* line. We had a two bedroom but it didn’t make sense because I slept in her bed every night. We downgraded to a studio and sold my bed.

*We bought alcohol and drugs with the bed money.*

It was only natural for us to change in front of each other. Our closets just kind of melded into one, and we got ready together every morning and before we went out. Nudity just became a natural thing we stopped even acknowledging.

Then we started showering together… To save water. That’s literally what we said. Why would we shower apart when we could use half the water?

My Wife Hired a Sex Therapist, Part 5 (MF, genuine sex advice, BDSM, drama, funny, beg for creampie)

Thanks for all the likes! This installment has the biggest twist of them all so far. They’re going to be even bigger twists in later parts, so make sure to subscribe.

Tyler’s wife, Cammie, had hired a sex therapist for him after it seemed that he was losing his sexual allure. Previously, they had a polyamorous relationship with Anna, but Anna’s new Costa Rican husband was dominating Anna’s attention. Even Cammie was fucking him. Apparently, Cammie didn’t realize that the therapist, Jenny, liked to have actual, real-life, I’m-not-kidding, creampie sex with her clients as part of the “treatments”. Amazingly, the therapy was working and Tyler’s sex life with Cammie was improving. However, Tyler had become regretful for going along with the sex sessions with Jenny without Cammie knowing the truth. He decided to cancel the sessions and ask Jenny for a refund.

I arrived at Jenny’s home office. As usual, she was wearing professional business attire–a cardigan sweater with a button-up shirt and a knee-length, pleated skirt. We hugged, but this time I pushed away from her before she did.

We sat down in our places immediately. “Jenny, I need to talk to you…”

The Hotel Maid

I travel for work, a lot. One thing you learn about hotels is maids don’t give a damn about that do not disturb sign. Normally, I lock my door with the deadbolt.

Last night had been very late. I stayed up pretty late watching porn and masterbating. This morning I had just started to wake up and of course I had a great erection. Not one to let that go to waste, I popped in my earbuds and turned on some more porn.

I was watching a woman, in self bondage, cumming to a vibe controlled by someone on the internet. Her moaning and writhing was about to put me over the top.

Just then, the maid had walked in. I guess I had forgotten to lock the door and with my earbuds in I didn’t hear her knock. She was very young and Asian. Maybe 20? When I looked at her and she stood there with a horrified look on her face, it was to late to stop it and I came all over myself.

She looked at the cum, then she looked me in the eye and said “You need a wash cloth.”

The hottest woman I’ve ever been with (part 3) [MF]

I met Carmen, we had sex on the [first](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xp5o5r/the_hottest_woman_ive_ever_been_with_part_1_mf/) night. Then started [dating](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xq3vn6/the_hottest_woman_ive_ever_been_with_part_2_mf/)

I asked you guys what you thought I should write about next and well, looks like anal won

Title of part 3: Carmens perfect ass, and tight asshole

Sex starts after the *’s

So Carmen and I dated for I guess a total of 2 years, but after the first 6 months we were on and off. She was amazing, but also insane and a huge flirt. All we did was fuck, go out and whenever we were out she’d make a point of flirting with other guys to make me jealous and then she got furious because I’m not the jealous type. It was pretty crazy but honestly the sex was incredible.

I missed you just enough… To want to be fucked. (deepthroat) (bondage) (dominant) (switch couple) (18+) (MF)

“How was your day?”

He grabs my waist when he sees me waiting for him by the door.

I wrap my arms around his neck as he spins me around.

“Good. I missed you though…” I pout, as I playfully nip the skin of his neck.

Immediately, I know I’ve gotten myself in trouble, when I feel his fingers dig into my hips.

“Care to show me how much you’ve missed me?” His voice turns deeper, his eyes scanning over my clothes, trying to see how fast he could get my jeans off and my panties stuffed in my mouth.

Usually, his look is enough to make me drop on my knees and do whatever he wants, but today, I’m here to play a game.

I pull myself away from his grip and only give him a coy smile.

“Only a bit, just enough to remember your existence.”

I wink and turn around to go back to my phone on the couch.

Turning my back to him was my first mistake.

The second was moaning when he grabbed me by the hair and pushed me down on the couch.

Eliza [F], [M]y big ass vibrator, and some mind blowing orgasms

A few months ago I (I’m 24) had just gotten out of a relationship with my partner of 2 years. She was very kinky (loved bondage, BDSM, impact play, Sub/Dom play, as well as some other stuff) and I learned a lot. I also accumulated quite the collection of toys. Things got really toxic at the end and the year we had spent in our apartment was more or less tainted.

The first week after my ex moved out I knew I couldn’t be left alone in that place. I went on a dating app and found a beautiful 22 year old named Eliza. She looked like a young Alexandra Daddario with red hair. Even over text I could tell she was meek, reserved, but undeniably sexy. I got the sense she was submissive through and through.

We went for drinks and hit things off. She wore her hair back in a bun and had this tight fitting white dress that cut off at mid thigh. If she had worn glasses she would have looked like a Brazzers’ secretary straight out of central casting. She was nervous so I ended up taking the lead in the conversation, which I didn’t mind and she definitely preferred. Her eyes study me and look me over, she’s wondering what I’m going to do her tonight. I don’t give anything away.