Her name is Lay.
Years ago, when I was still in college, Lay and I was both in a creative writing class and I couldn’t help but be drawn to her.
The thing about me, I love the details and I crave as I learn. I have a very outspoken nature and I would speak up in class, so I knew the teacher well along with learning the class equally.
Lay on the other hand, was very selective with interaction. She would observe and pick her spots, which I respected. I couldn’t force anything obviously- but the peaks that I got into her character made me lust for her in a silent fashion.
One day during class, we both managed to speak up on a certain issue and challenged each other in a pretty direct fashion.
I wasn’t sure about her but even the slightest interaction, incited a riot internally. I wanted to know more, after class I spoke to her and offered a ride home.
I drove to her house and made sure that I picked her brain in the process. And the more I heard, the more was added to the list of reasons to lust.
She had wild curly hair that complimented her full lips and thick figure. Her skin was firm and she smelled so fucking intoxicating that I couldn’t help but think nasty thoughts.
As we pulled up to her residence, we kept speaking and personally I wanted more of her. The conversation prolonged for maybe another 30 mins…
At some point, I was honest about how much I was drawn to her. She smiled and had the cutest dimples, she leaned forward and as I softly latched on to her bottom lip and immediately didn’t want to stop.
She tasted phenomenal and I immediately got the need to please her. The car got so steamy, but she couldn’t stay. She had matters to attend to and I had to respect it.
I got home and couldn’t but imagine, in a perfect world… I would’ve taken her home and massaged her clit with my tongue and made her pretty ass melt.
As I continued to dive into the fantasy it got more and more vivid, I had details mentally that I couldn’t get rid of. Her small hands wrapped around my big dick, ugh I needed to see her again.
But like I told you, she is very selective with her words and interactions. She maybe seen me once or twice since, but I never got the chance to please her.
It’s been years since I’ve ran into her, but I cannot shake this the crush I had and still have for her.
I would’ve loved to sucked on her clit and made her cum so hard. Shesshhhh I wish I could shake it!!
Tag: Fantasy
[F] My Road to Confidence
I’m a 38 year old wife, mother of three, living in middle-America. A real woman. I could be your neighbor. You’d never know, which is kind of the point. We have no clue what happens behind closed doors, up and down our street. I had a fairly popular (NoFans) Reddit account, where my husband and I shared the hot moments and sexy pics, but when you focus on the lifestyle and kink, you don’t get the full picture.
These are my stories.
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**My Road to Confidence**
I’ve always considered myself pretty average. I never felt like guys looked my way but I have always been petite, large busted, with long blonde hair and dark olive skin. I know with that description how silly it sounds to say I had no confidence, but after a few kids, I didn’t feel desirable. I know this is how many moms feel.
And yes, my husband said I was hot, but all husbands say that to the only readily available pussy in their life, right? I know that’s not exactly true, nor is it remotely fair to husbands, but I can’t help but think that’s one of the tough realities to marriage, and long term monogamy. True or not, the praises and admiration just don’t carry the same weight, if any, from a long-term partner.
FINALLY got a Tantra Massage [FM]
FINALLY got a Tantra Massage [FM]
My dream kink finally became a reality last month and this is easily going to become something I will go back to over and over. I keep re-living it and even just now as I start to tell the story, I am getting so aroused. Let me explain.
For many years now I have had the fantasy, the urge, to have my very own Tantric massage. I have developed this fetish/fantasy over time, and it has become something that I routinely find myself getting off to when I look for porn to watch.
Perhaps the porn motivated it over time, and vice versa, with channels like “Massage Rooms” becoming so popular. And slow, edging videos like the classic Klixen vids. That kind of long, slow, almost torturous edging process until you’re allowed to release everything you’ve been building up… it’s such an exciting turn on for me.
So I’ve known for a long time that I wanted a professional Tantric massage because after some research, I found out that it is exactly what I’m looking for sexually: a slow, determined, relaxing, meditative edging massage. Tantra just hit all the buzzwords. But I was nervous, and it ain’t cheap.
The Babysitter | CH.01 | [M40s, f20] [Cheating] [Age gap]
I had been fighting tirelessly to steer my relationship away from the downfall that would be our divorce. But then she called to me, like a siren through the mist. And I was drawn to her. How could I resist? Little did I know, the call came from the direction I should have been steering all along.
It saved my marriage.
Her name was Camille. Cami, for short. And I was enamored with her from the moment I opened my front door and saw her soft, pink lips stretch out into a smile and form dimples in her freckled cheeks.
She was just twenty years old, inquiring about the babysitter job I had advertised for. I was only vaguely listening as she introduced herself, lost in the gaze of the deepest blue eyes I had ever seen. Their allure only made more potent by the contrast of her creamy, white skin.
I invited her in and the sleek, blonde hair that always seemed to fall perfectly straight down her back brushed against me and wafted the scent of coconut shampoo over my nose.
My Boss Won’t Take No For An Answer Pt. 4 [Cuckolding] [Boss Bull] [Cruel] [Blackmail]
This is part 4 of a series.
In my last post, I just told my husband that I have a new
bull, but not who the new man was. I let him reclaim me, and fell asleep
without telling him anything else.
I woke up before my husband, and discovered I had work email notifications. My boss had moved our lunch meeting up to just before the start of my first class. If I start right away, I can almost do my routine and still be there on time.
Almost. I have no time to spare, and husband wakes up and comes into the bathroom. He obviously needs attention. Most cuckolds get a lot of angst when their partner finds someone that they have strong new relationship energy with. Mine was no exception, and he was pouting that I would not share more information with him. I am usually gentle with him, and if I did not have a surprise meeting, I would entertain his fantasies.
Part of my mind considers whether my boss is doing this as a power trip, and I think I already know the answer. I tune back into husband telling me how I need to pay attention to him, while I’m
trying to do my makeup.
(32)[F] – (22)[M] Intern at work – The Da(n)lliance
Sorry! Still very behind on the updates. These are the continuation of the events that happened more than a month ago.
This picks up from where the previous part left off. You can read Part 20 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xktpvi/32f_22m_intern_at_work_the_cuck_bitch/)
**Part 21 is below**
I drove to work deep in thought reminiscing about the things that had happened today morning. My emotions were totally conflicted – On one hand the dominatrix in me derived vicious pleasure from humiliating my hubby, but on the other hand I was afraid that I would be unable to separate fantasy from reality and take things so far that my relationship with my hubby would never be the same and possibly lose all respect I have for him. I was not sure what he meant by ***’You can go a lot further’*** and whether it went as far as that extreme cuckolding stuff I had read on the internet. I doubted if I had it in me to take it that far, but I decided I was going to try but only till the weekend. I was willing to continue it as a [stag/vixen](https://metro.co.uk/2018/06/04/stag-vixen-sex-super-popular-different-cuckolding-7603612/) kind of relationship and was hoping to convince him of the same after the weekend.
Being Seen [FFM]
Anne wanted to be seen.
In her first year at college my girlfriend, Anne, took some introductory art classes, including a figure drawing class. The class went from the basics to still life, then to drawing people and finally to nude models. The models were not, contrary to how it often appears in movies, especially attractive or sexual. The point was to teach the students, not to get them aroused. For the most part the models could be best described as “fit” and then left at that.
Still Anne found herself deeply aroused in every class. Not by the models but by the people watching. She wondered what it would be like to be the subject of such rapt attention, to have so many eyes on you. She started to dwell on the feeling of being exposed, of being unable to hide anything.
It spilled into our sex. She would get me to watch her in the shower, to watch her masturbating on the bed, even to film her. But it didn’t satiate the yearning. I saw her all the time. Nothing was revealed. Nothing was exposed. She needed something more.
[F] I like flashing my breasts to strangers
Hello, this is my first time posting here. Hope you have fun reading it!
I’ve done this twice so far which turned out to be fun and an exciting experience both times. This kink actually started from having intimate conversations with my husband on a different fantasy.
For my first time, I was expecting it to happen when my husband was around the area but it happened when he was out of town. I called him immediately when I had the thought of doing this kink. After speaking through safety measures and boundaries, I went with it. My husband didn’t knew what was going on and I couldn’t wait to share the details. This stranger just saw my breasts, nothing more. This happened in my car and it was such a turn on. He wanted to touch them and so did I, but nothing happened further than that. Maybe meeting him randomly again would give us that chance next time..
I fucked my best friend’s Mum [MF] Part 6 – A Monumental Fuck
This was the last time Susan [F45] and I [M20] got together in this period of my life. We would eventually meet up five or six years down the road, but that’s a story for another time. Our story is a complicated one, and things seem to mix and change constantly in my head. But I did my best to explain what’s in my brain, so hopefully this all makes sense.
Since the last time we met, I tried to occupy my days, even thought of dating a girl in between, but Susan never left my mind. I remember talking to my mom and watching her friends, and still, it wasn’t the same feeling – yes, I found them attractive (not my mum, but her friends) but it was on a different level. With Susan, the world stopped spinning. I had a glimpse of that fire with Margaret, the neighbor from the barbecue, an essence I’ve been chasing since that first time with Susan, in my kitchen. A woman with fire in her eyes, something lustful, forbidden. A woman old enough to be my mother, but that I was fucking her brains out instead, and drinking from her experience. But none compared to her, to Susan, the woman that showed me what sex and love could be, and then who took it away.
[M]y Chinese G[F] came in a coffee shop this afternoon and then gave me her wet panties to sniff all day.
[Miss Peach’s cum-wet panties](https://imgur.com/a/3WemoGF)
She came so fucking hard reading the fantasy gangbang story written by a Redditor and watching porn. She sat beside me at the Lavazza coffeeshop in the city center and used her minivibe while I watched.
We live in China and our kink is her cumming quietly in public. She’s so fucking adorable and sexy when she moans under her breath, eyes squinted hard, trying to hold in her moans with people sitting nearby. Sometimes she squirts as well soaking her panties.
This morning I told her to prepare an extra pair of panties and to meet me at the coffeeshop after her lunch today. I wanted to sniff her cum soaked panties, but she had to cum first.
She showed up wearing a casual cotton one-piece dress down to about mid thigh; her white thighs exposed for my touch. I knew she was hot and ready by the way she spread her thighs as soon as I touched her leg. She is a tall Chinese lady, with pure white skin and very long, sexy legs. A gorgeous sex goddess.