[F] Masturbating to filthy thoughts about a girl

As I go back into my room, my mind is still whirring. The room is neat and tidy. Nothing to do there. Dinner was prepared earlier, with just the finishing touches needed. That can wait until mom gets back. So nothing to do, then.

There was something about this actress that intrigued me. Then a little internet research might fill the time nicely until mom returns. I love sitting in front of the damn computer screen, for me it feels like a window to tranquility. I boot up the laptop, my mind still replaying the sexy smile of the actress. I type the name of the movie into the search engine box. As a seemingly random list of results appears on the screen, I sigh. Am I the only person in the world who can’t google?

Thinking back once again, I click on the link that seems, vaguely, to match what I might be looking for. As her twitter profile loads, my mind slips back briefly to her sexy smile again. I am so pleased with my thoughts that I am only half-reading the piece on the screen. It is only when I see several paragraphs of the actress that I realize there is something hot and fiery welling up, only this time it isn’t just anger.

The Proper Way to Hold Your Woman [MFF] [Open relationship] [freeuse-ish] [gag spit]

There I sat a happy man; post-threesome, netflix, and chill. I’d always wanted a threesome, and was lucky to be with a girl who wanted another set of tits in the room.

On my lap, my long-term girlfriend Amanda sat in her short shorts and nothing else, and in sweatpants to our right her friend Maxine cuddled into us. Each was topless, hair messed up, and still riding the waves of sweet orgasm.

I hugged my girlfriend tight; I love her so much.

“Pfft.” Maxine scoffed. “Let me show the proper way to hold your woman.” She said.

She motioned my left hand into Amanda panties; making her breath quicken. I held her still wet pussy there for a while, which she eventually grew accustomed too, but being the ever-horny boyfriend I was, I wasn’t quite done yet.

I started playing with her tits; still watching the show, as we all tried, but grabbing and squeezing all the same.

I reached my right arm around Maxine and started playing with her tits instead of Amanda’s, and found it to be even more enjoyable to ambiently play with two women than just one; even outside of threesome sex, two is better than one.

Heather and Joe part 6

A cold and rainy day in mid-February weather forecast for snow later. There was a basketball game that night against an archrival team, so the cheer squad were decked out in their uniforms during the day. The design on their chest was a large ‘H’ with a stitched illustration of a 19th century pioneer with his covered wagon. As per the plan, Heather told her squad to meet her in front of her locker in the senior hallway during brunch. All the other girls were holding heart shaped balloons, Teddy bears and bags of goodies received from admirers and friends. Joe told his nerd crew to stand witness as he approached the girls. He wore his usual slob ensemble complete with Star Trek T-shirt. One of the girls noticed him and whispered something to the others. They all glanced then looked away as if there was nothing of importance happening. Joe walked to within a couple of feet and said “Heather Sommers?”

At first they pretended not to notice.

“Heather, I have something for you.” Joe said.

“What?” Heather sneered. The other girls regarded Joe with barely concealed contempt as he handed her the homemade card which was an exact replica of the one he made in 6th grade.

AMY Vs. THE STRIPPERS (part 2)

The cop holding the door open for Amy & the two cops, looked down at her groin, did a double-take and said loudly, “Looks like roast beef is on the menu today !”, laughed and left through the door.

Looking down, Amy realized what the cop meant: her thong was still pushed towards the side, leaving her completely shaved pussy exposed to view. She freaked. “WAIT ! STOP ! I have to adjust—”, but the two cops weren’t listening and dragged her forward in spite of her protests. *Christ ! My whole cooch is out and these idiots won’t let me cover it up !*

Pissed off, the dyke cop turned to Amy and said, “If you keep acting out like this, we’re going to tase you !”as she dragged her forward by her right arm, with the male cop dragging her by her right arm.

Paraded past other amused cops and lowlifes, Amy was dragged to the booking desk where the older desk sergeant was watching the game on a portable TV set. The male cop asked, “What’s the score ?”

My Girlfriend Services Her Team Captain [MF] (Long)

*Author’s note: This story isn’t about cuckolding per se, but it is something that set me on that path. There’s not a lot of sex in this story, despite how long it is. I suspect you’ll only find this story sexy if you appreciate the twisted erotic nature of cuckolding and cheating.*

Synopsis: My girlfriend and I go to separate universities. She meets a guy who doesn’t quite have her best interests in mind, yet he excites her and pushes her boundaries, much to my dismay.

## 1

When I was in college I dated my high school sweetheart Chelsea the entire four years. Chelsea (Chels for short) had a very religious upbringing, attended Catholic high school, and then eventually a predominant Irish Catholic university in the midwest. Because of this upbringing, she vowed to save sex until marriage. This included oral sex, and even things like handjobs (at first anyway).

To make matters worse, we had a long distance relationship most of the time; I went to school 12 hours away from her, so 9 months out of the year Chelsea was in another timezone. Despite this, we still managed to talk for hours over Skype every day. In some ways, that she was abstaining from sex for now made things a little easier; It’s not like I was actually missing out on anything I would be getting in person.

Aoife in Amsterdam part 1: A stripper[F] helps her cum in front of an audience of twenty [F][FF][MF] LONG

Aoife was my first real girlfriend and then became my wife. These stories are an anthology of our sex life together. Its been great reviving these memories and sharing them with you all. While these are not our real names we hope you enjoy. Sharing these stories has added an extra notch to our sex drive of late. I hope you enjoy.

Amsterdam was a sex feast where we tried many things for the first time secure in our anonymity. This happened on our first night as I pre-arranged a good part of it.

BACKGROUND
Aoife had bought me a ticket to Amsterdam for the day after I finish and hand in my thesis. I was still in Scotland and she had finished her year in Ireland. We hadn’t seen each other in 2 months and were both desperate.

A bit of background: I’m a heavy duty weed smoker (so it was the perfect gift ) and I’m a bit of a voyeur. Aoife is a cracking beauty, she reminds me of Sloan from Entourage, perfect 34cs and loves to be watched and role play. The perfect couple.

[MF] Her [f]irst orgasm made her black out. [Long]

THE BACKGROUNG

I had met Aoife through the tri club at the college. I was mad about this girl from the day I met her and everyone knew except her. All natural, wore very little makeup. She had long black hair, with naturally light skinned. She was 18, about 5ft 5ins, perky 34c breasts that were nearly too big for her slim frame and the kind of smooth firm ass that belongs in yoga pants all day. The closest celebrity that I can think of is Emmanuelle Chriqui (Sloan from Entourage). She looked like this in a swimsuit only not as tanned. I would never look at her in the pool for fear of a public boner.

[MF] Conversation With Divorced MILF Inside Apartment Laundry Room Leads To Best Moment Of My Life…PART TWO!

[This link will take you](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8gt4pz/mf_conversation_with_divorced_milf_inside/) to part one of this story. You should probably read it before reading part two, ’cause that’s how the world works.

**PART TWO BELOW**

 

Did you click on the link? All caught up now? Great. If you read the comments, you’ll see that a few people had some suggestions on how I might be able to track Melody down. One kind user mentioned that I should check the directory outside the front door to see if I could find her listed. I’m happy to report this suggestion worked, but not without an awkward moment.

I went outside, scrolled through the directory and found her name; however, there was one other person with the same name…

Melody J

Melody R

Fuck me. I don’t know her last name, and it’s not like they just reveal their apartment number on the directory. It’s a call box, so you have to press a green telephone button and it dials whatever number they put in the system.

Alexis Ren Moves Into The Neighborhood (Part II) [MF][Cheating][CFNM][Old man][Young girl][Celeb]

I felt as if I was a teenager all over again watching porn for the first time. I was so mesmerized by her otherworldly beauty, that I nearly missed her question. “M-me? Sure.” I wasn’t expecting to have to strip in front of her like this, but there was no way I was going to decline getting in the pool with her. There was a slight hesitation in my actions as I contemplated if she would be discouraged by my body, but the thought of being in there with her overpowered everything else.

I slowly pulled off my baggy grey t-shirt as if I was strip teasing for her. My mind was racing through what her reaction to seeing me naked would be; causing a delay. You see I have what people generally call a dad bod. I don’t have a large belly, but I am not going to lie, I could hit the gym and lose a couple pounds; however underneath the small layer of fat that covered parts of my body, there is still a solid slab of muscle. My arms are also toned enough with what can be considered large biceps for someone my age.

Alexis Ren Moves Into The Neighborhood (Part I) [MF][Cheating][Celeb]

If you were to tell me a couple days ago, that a model and an internet celebrity that has been on the cover of one of the most famous magazine in the world is going to move into my neighborhood, I would have laughed at you and called you mad. But sometimes impossible things become possible. And that’s exactly what happened with me.

This story starts off with me leaving for work one morning. It was business as usual, getting into the car, opening the garage door and pulling out of the driveway to start another shitty day. I had just fought with my wife and wasn’t in the best of moods as I drove down our street. Now I don’t usually go checking people out while I am driving but this one girl caught my attention. She was out walking her dog in her skin tight fitness gear. Everything from a neon yellow sports bra to black yoga pants. The way her hips swayed as she walked and the bounce of those ass cheeks nearly made me crash into a car pulling out of a driveway.