Off to the Lake House with Sofie | Part 2 | [MF] [INC]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/sra6f2/off_to_the_lake_house_with_sofie_part_1_mf_inc/)

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So, there we sat, two idiots in a car on the side of the road. In front of us, an iconic road sign exclaiming “Paradise Shore!” in bright colors. The campgrounds are nice, but they make it sounds like the Bahamas. The vibe is more like a wooded nature reserve, with cottages and cabins dotted around. Lots of evergreens, pine needle covered soil, beaver dams, lakes and islands, small docks protruding from tiny beaches tucked between rock outcrops and wetlands. You have deer, all kinds of tiny rodents and mammals, the occasional black bear, lots and lots of bugs (especially at night), and plenty of fish to catch for the DIY-inclined.

For years our family had used the same lake house perched among the wooded hills: a homely three-room cabin with a small kitchen, a decent sized seating area, and not much else. It stood between two copies of itself in a row along a beach, with a single dock and a boat ramp. A comfy, humble vacation spot for the summer. It was this refuge we were seeking. Sofia stared at a paper map my dad had given to us, while I looked at Google Maps. Beyond the sign, the road split, one path shooting the left, the other off to the right. Over the years lots of renovation of the area had been done, and we were used to a different road into the grounds. We didn’t know which way to go.

The friend/couple that changed me. Part 1

Now I have known James for about 15 years. We worked
together at first and hit it off. Liked sports, craft beer and music etc. He
had just broken up with his girlfriend at the time and moved in with me. We
have been living together for about 3 years now.

Right before he moved in, he told me he was bi and that he
wanted to be up front with me. So, I would be seeing him with both guys and
girls. I was cool with it.

I’m straight but far from homophobic.

After some time and us living together. I got to know James
very well when it came to dating and his sex life. I knew he was bi, I knew he
was the manly man with guys and was a top. But with girls he was more
submissive. One girl he dated cuckold him for a little bit. It was the only
time that anything ever happened with us at the time. She was punishing him for
something, not sure what. She locked him up and had me fuck her as he watched.
Got to love a fun crazy drunk night.

20 years of secret handjobs from my sister

Hey. I am a 39 year old man, and my sister Callie is 38. More than a year apart but not much more. I’m 5’11”, 150 lbs .. slim, fit, handsome with olive skin and dark features described often as beautiful. I’m also blessed down below with a legit 8″.
Callie is 5’5″, not as slim as she used to be as a teen, but a still trim and active size 6. She was a 2 until her second kid ten years ago, but the trade up from b to c cup makes it worth it.
We were the two youngest of 4 in an upper middle class family with another close pair of sisters 5 years older than us. So we spent a lot of time together, same friends, same parties, same party drugs.
We were both wild child types and grew up as our dad was making more money than he did when the older 2 were coming up. He still made a lot back then, but we moved from a nice house to a nicer town and a snobby high school.
We talked about our hookups graphically and were both popular in our way. We were mischievous and a little bit depraved. Open. I always made sure my towel would drop “accidentally” and sometimes she would do the same. Fueling my jerk off fantasies through high school.
One time we were talking about something she did with a guy senior year. Some girlfriends of ours in my grade, now freshman in college, took her out for her 18th. She went home with a 25 year old and his 23 year old friend showed up with some cocaine. They were both hot professional types, and she described how they just did cocaine and fucked her all night and the next day. That was yesterday ( back then).
“Damn that’s hot.”
“I know but I feel like shit today and just want to lie down and drink water.”
“I’m gonna go lay down and jerk off ” I said. “Wanna come lay down in my bed and tell me more?” I asked, waiting for the no thanks reply.
“Ok,” she answered. I didn’t say anything, just went and made my room dark and put in a CD. I took off my shirt and pants and laid in my boxers
She flopped down next to me with her eyes closed. I pulled my cock out and started working it slowly. “,Tell me more ” I said. “Where did they cum?”
“Mostly in my pussy. Once in my mouth and twice on my tits. But like 4 or 5 times each in my pussy.”. I was stroking harder.
“Oh my god that’s so hot.”
“Mmmhmmmm it was. My pussy was just full of cum all day yesterday.” She turned her head to face me. We locked eyes.
“I would love to do that,” I admitted. She smiled and yawned
“I bet. Well definitely not today because I’m sore and probably still full.”
“Ok, can I cum on your tits?”
“That’s fine. But I’m too tired, I’m not doing anything. I can’t move.”. She clasped her hands behind her head. I pulled up her hoodie and tank top and knelt beside her, salivating over her perfect nipples thinking about how I was the third guy to cum on her tits in less than 24 hours.
I tensed up and shot so much cum on her tits and associated region.
“Mmmmmmm…” She smiled as she felt the first shot hit her tits.
After the best orgasm of my life I crashed next to her.
“Thank you so much for that,” I said.
“No, thank YOU,” she replied. “Any time.”
“Really?” I asked.
“Why not? You love me sometimes. Least I can do. I’m gonna take a nap in your bed. I feel like shit from last night.”
“That’s fine. Me too,” I replied as I took my underwear off and spooner her. “But these have to go,’ I said pulling down her sweats. “I want to feel our legs.” Her last act before falling asleep was to help facilitate her pant removal. Then snuggle back into me. Her shirts were still up and her tits out. I felt them and rubbed my cum in as we spooned then fell asleep.
I woke up an hour later so hard and horny and naked. I ground into her ass, but just laid back and jerked off. I pulled her panties down under her ass and felt it with my left hand as I jerked off. After 2 minutes of this I got back into spoon position and put the head of my dick against her ass and pussy when I came. It was so good.
I took a shower and dried off and laid back down naked. I was hard again. She was now on her back sleeping. I took her right hand in mine and used her hand to jerk off again.
I realized that I didn’t care if she woke up. I realized that she did when I felt her squeeze a little. I took my hand off of hers and she kept going. Uninspired, but the message was in the delivery itself; she kept going.
It took 3 minutes of that until she felt me tense up and perfectly squeezed my cock as she stroked me all the way through my orgasm.
“Ok? Let me sleep,” she said as she wiped her hand on the sheet. She rolled away from me and went to fix her panties.
“Did you cum inside me?” She asked.
“No, I just put it up against your pussy when I came.”
“Its so wet. It was so much, I can feel it sticking everywhere.’
Maybe next time I can put it inside you?_” I asked hopefully.
“Let me sleep,” she said finally. I let her sleep and did some regular stuff that day.
Two days later. Tuesday night, after school and sports and dinner, getting ready for bed, I asked if she would give me a handjob again, and she said maybe.
She came in at 11:30ish, got on the bed next to me on my right, got under the blankets, laid on her left side and slid her right hand into my underwear. She took my cock out then flipped down the blanket and gave me an awesome handjob.
She let me talk dirty and played along with whatever.
“I want to cum in your pussy so bad.”
“Your own sister?” She faked shock.
“Yep. I want to look in your eyes while I cum inside you.”
“Oooh…naughty.”
“I want to lick your pussy for hours then fuck you and cum inside you. All night, over and over…can I do that sometime?”
“Yes. I want you to. Sometime.”
“, Promise?”
“Yesssss….”

The forbidden encounter between an O[F]ficer and an Enlisted [M]arine #TrueStory

I apologize up front, but this is long. It is also a re-post, simply because I think the previous title turned off more readers than it attracted, so I am trying again. As with all my writings, this is an actual event in my life and I feel that it deserves a greater readership.

As I said, it’s long, but I kind of think the backstory adds value and perspective to the actual event as described in the subject line.

~1996.

Quite a while ago I was a young sergeant in the Marine Corps stationed in North Carolina. I was an instructor at a schools command and for the first year and a half I was in a training company as a unit leader where we managed the day-to-day lives of the student Marines and taught smaller classes that didn’t require large training aids or a dedicated classroom. We called those “hip pocket” classes.

Apparently I can’t suck dick when I’m high [FM]

I needed a comedic break after some of my hardcore posts (i.e. I needed aftercare). Enjoy another purely comical story that is absolutely not sexy…

Having a high sex drive can get tricky.

A few years ago I went to get an IUD in and had a some issues. After my doctor tried a few times she was afraid I was going to pass out because it was painful AF.

*She didn’t even ask for my safeword or anything.*

Anyway, she decided I needed a “mild pain killer” before returning.

*I’m very sensitive to medication btw. Things hit me at a 10 when it’s supposed to be a 3.*

I’m not quite sure what she gave me. I just know on my way there I took those sweet pills and was suddenly far less nervous when they kicked in right before my appointment.

I want to emphasize a point: I was feeling great and in my head I was acting 100% normal. I was legitimately proud because I was conducting myself with such grace under the circumstances and thought my “high” was a form of relief.

I [M] went from a virgin one week, to a dom being bitten, scratched, and begged for sex the next week [F] Final, Very Long

[Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/slmt65/i_m_went_from_a_virgin_one_week_to_a_dom_being/)

[Part 2]( https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/smedcz/i_m_went_from_a_virgin_one_week_to_a_dom_being/)

[Part 3](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/smi0xi/i_m_went_from_a_virgin_one_week_to_a_dom_being/?)

[Part 4](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/smxo7r/i_m_went_from_a_virgin_one_week_to_a_dom_being/?)

[Part 5](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/snaton/i_m_went_from_a_virgin_one_week_to_a_dom_being/)

[Part 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/soubb7/i_m_went_from_a_virgin_one_week_to_a_dom_being/)

[Part 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/spe88d/i_m_went_from_a_virgin_one_week_to_a_dom_being/)

[Bonus Flash Forward Funny Story](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/so2lgw/my_fiance_found_the_one_girl_i_was_not_ok_with/)

 

I actually had to delete this the first time I posted it because something just didn’t feel right. Something was missing, and I couldn’t put my finger on it. Then I realized, I felt like I had to artificially make it special at the end to avoid anticlimax (pun… intended?).

 

But, that’s not only antithetical to my writing philosophy of authenticity, the fact is I can’t dress up this story like prose in a novel with defined character arcs etc. This was my first time having sex. Some of it was exceptional and some of it was amateurish. I believe, or at least I think, that that’s part of the appeal. We’ll see.

************

 

I wish I could say I was dignified about it. But when Cat pulled my cock out and grabbed it fully in her hand for the first time, the first time another person had ever touched my dick, I almost [jumped out of my skin.](https://youtu.be/5VBriRtl_aM)

 

I [M] went from a virgin one week, to a dom being bitten, scratched, and begged for sex the next week [F] Part 8, Very Long

[Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/slmt65/i_m_went_from_a_virgin_one_week_to_a_dom_being/)

[Part 2]( https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/smedcz/i_m_went_from_a_virgin_one_week_to_a_dom_being/)

[Part 3](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/smi0xi/i_m_went_from_a_virgin_one_week_to_a_dom_being/?)

[Part 4](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/smxo7r/i_m_went_from_a_virgin_one_week_to_a_dom_being/?)

[Part 5](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/snaton/i_m_went_from_a_virgin_one_week_to_a_dom_being/)

[Part 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/soubb7/i_m_went_from_a_virgin_one_week_to_a_dom_being/)

[Part 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/spe88d/i_m_went_from_a_virgin_one_week_to_a_dom_being/)

 

I wish I could say I was dignified about it. But when Cat pulled my cock out and grabbed it fully in her hand for the first time, the first time any other person had ever touched my dick, I almost [jumped out of my skin.](https://youtu.be/5VBriRtl_aM)

 

Alright, here it comes. I’m fine. My size is fine. 6 inches is slightly above average and I’m very content with my girth. Very.

 

So was Cat.

 

“Oooohhhh.” She said as she took it out. Then she touched it and my body literally involuntarily jumped up like I’d just been electrified. Cat was terrified for a split second then started fucking laughing.

 

“Holy shit.” I could barely breathe. I have no reasonable scientific explanation for my reaction. Just a totally new physical sensation on my most sensitive erogenous zone, on top of the hours, or days, of build up and anticipation.

 

Cat was giggling, it didn’t ruin the mood but it was a detour.

He Made Me Cum So Hard I Passed Out [F]

Full disclosure: This story’s a little hazy, cause I was pretty intoxicated for it, but I wrote the events down as soon as I could. This weekend I met up with David again for our second date, and it was absolutely lovely. If you want to catch up, check out my stories about when he asked me out, and about my first date (they’re almost as hot as this one was) for context, but they’re probably not really necessary to enjoy this. I’m not going to bore you guys with the cutesy details (cause I feel like that’s not why you’re here) so to skip ahead, we ended the evening with quite a few drinks at a pub before he drove us back to his (he drank responsibly, don’t worry).

Affliction (Pt. 2)

Panic begins to weigh on my chest. I scream, “Damon, please come back!” Nothing but mumbles and drool actually comes through. I stare into the black hole that is the doorway. Wondering if you will be okay. Then the sound of a struggle can be heard in the distance. This lasts only a moment. Then silence. My heart feels like it’s in my throat.

Loud footsteps approaching the door. Then the hooded man enters the room, he has a slight limp. He stands over me once more, those empty eyes staring at me. “You think you’re slick, huh bitch? That’s alright, I took care of our little problem and you both won’t be leaving here alive.” He says as he grabs me by the hair.

The man pulls me towards him, trying to wiggle my way out. He tugs at my hair harder, causing me to let out a grunt. “Yeah, you like that little slut?” He then back hands me across my face. My head bounces off the wall, making me see double for a few seconds.

Me [M], a hooker [F], and a friend’s [F] unexpected phone call…..[Part 2]

Follow link for [Part 1] [https://www.reddit.com/user/Simple_Chipmunk007/comments/soszre/me_m_a_hooker_f_and_a_friends_f_unexpected_phone/](https://www.reddit.com/user/Simple_Chipmunk007/comments/soszre/me_m_a_hooker_f_and_a_friends_f_unexpected_phone/)

This story is still a work in progress. I am new to erotic writing and would love any comments that could help expand my writing.

# Me, a hooker, and a friend’s unexpected phone call…Part 2

It’s been a little over a month since that unexpected phone call with Erika. I was hoping to be able to go home to Mexico City to try and catch up with Erika but the work on the site was so backed up that I didn’t have a free minute.

To compensate for not being able to go home as scheduled, they offered to give us a weekend off, with pay and a little extra for being on call. So when I found out what weekend I had, I decided to give Esme a call and see if she would be available. Erika and I didn’t really talk much after that fateful night, mainly because of the awkwardness between us, but we were and still are really good friends.