Morning Sex of the Future [Mf][Oral]

*Sometime in the future…*

The sun was rising, on what promised to be another hot South California day, when Alex awoke in his cozy bed with the usual morning hard-on. His wife, Genia, was still sleeping soundly, rather she was still unconscious from her nightly habit of pills and wine. He gently eased out of bed and put on a pair of sweat pants before leaving the room and making his way down stairs, through the kitchen and out the sliding glass door into the backyard and a gray early morning mist. He quickly walked to the far end of the pool heading for the Man Cave located in the converted pool house. Alex put a lot of work into the Man Cave installing a couch, a sixty inch screen, small kitchen and bathroom. It’s the place where Genia makes him stash all his ‘tasteless man junk’; a bean bag, antique movie posters, and the PacMan arcade game he restored himself. And best of all, it was home to Shelby.

A naughty, slutty fantasy fuck with my neighbor that was two years in the making (f/m)

This story happened years ago when I was at the peak of being a bratty slut.

 

My parents are both executives and we live in an affluent neighborhood in a southeastern state. We live next door to Mike and Lilly, who are in their late 30s and own their own business. I’m Kenzie.and I was a 19 year old college student when this affair happened. I’m 5’8″ 140 lbs, brunette with 32B tits and I’m told I have a nice waist to ass ratio. I was home from college for the summer and got to act on a fantasy I’ve had since I was 17. I still feel bad because I seduced a married man and I’m nervous his wife will somehow find out one day.

 

The Backstory:

 

When I was a junior in high school, my parents had a backyard, spring bbq with friends and neighbors. This was the first time I felt sexual energy between myself and our next door neighbor Mike. I had only recently started fantasizing about older men and found I was attracted to handsome men with power. I think it started with feelings for my physics teacher.

Furniture Fantasy [Mast]

I remember the first time I masturbated quite clearly. It wasn’t glamorous or exciting, just a tired boy on a tuesday afternoon glued to PBS.

Antiques roadshow was on, a program I quite enjoyed watching in the boring hours between school and homework. Hidden treasures, locked away in dusty old houses for generations finally being brought into the light. How inspiring. I remember the opening item was a pair of antique flintlocks from the 18th century. The carvings in the ivory handle excited me in a way that was largely new to my experience and I felt a rise in my loins.

It wasn’t till 2 items and a request for donations later that I saw the object of my first and greatest passion. An elderly Rhode Island woman had wheeled in a chaise lounge with the help of her son. At first glance it was meeting all the criteria for an outstanding piece of furniture. The finely maintained gold upholstery had an intricate pattern of thick protruding vines running along the surface. The dimples were gentle valleys stretching the fabric inward towards the blood red mahogany backing. My eyes were drawn to a pearl inlay of wheat atop the wood ridge exposed superior, suddenly halted by thick bronze protuberances shaped like rolling waves on a New England shore at the corners.

Road Trip Stopover [M23, F24]

A few weeks ago I was informed by my father that his mother was recently diagnosed with lung cancer. She had not been feeling well the past few months and was going to the doctor when they finally figured out that she was sick. Luckily it had not spread to her lymph nodes yet, and they were able to get all of it out through surgery. This scare forced me to think about how I had not seen that side of my family in close to five years, largely because they had always been a few days drive from me, and it was difficult to get off work for long enough to make the visit worthwhile. Having gotten a new job that actually gives vacation time and located a bit closer to their part of the country than where I was, I figured that I would take a week or so to go up and see my grandparents, aunts and uncles, and cousins. As an added benefit, I would be driving through the city that my older sister, Laura, is in for the summer, allowing for a reunion as I had not seen her in almost a year. I had to work Friday night, so I figured that I would drive the ten hours to my sisters place on Saturday, spend through Monday with her, and then drive the remaining eight hours to my grandparents. I had already cleared the plan with everyone involved, and was looking forward to visiting family.

SECOND UPDATE: Fucked the work experience girl yet again [M35/F18]

[ORIGINAL POST](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4q9m5z/fucked_the_work_experience_girl_last_weekend/)

*tldr: After striking up a friendship with the work experience girl (Laura), I gave her my number (at great risk) during her last day at the office. Turns out that she also had a crush on me, and incidentally was a horny sex freak. That weekend we had sex all night in a budget hotel room.*

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[FIRST UPDATE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4rc828/update_fucked_the_work_experience_girl_again_last/)

*tldr: We went on a dinner date. I didn’t enjoy it much due to anxiety from the perceived judgement of being seen with such a young girl. Despite that, we ended the night by having intense sex in the back seat of my car. She revealed that she was heavily into the “daddy” kink, and also told me that she loved me during sex.*

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I didn’t plan on doing an update until at least early next week, but the last few days have been CRAZY so I had to get this written down straight away, both to help me to process and because so many people have requested updates. I’m not sure if there’s any etiquette with how often I should be posting, but I figure if you guys get bored of hearing about my drama then you’ll stop upvoting and commenting.

Revenge Is A (Naked Cumsoaked) B*tch [Mf] [blkmail] [huml] [reluc]

Summer was that girl in high school. The almighty popular one – tall, fit, perfectly blonde, perfectly tanned. She was always dripping in Tiffany, drove a white BMW and threw all the best parties. Whenever Spring Break came around, people waited anxiously for her to post bikini pictures. The second those albums came out on Facebook, word spread across town like wildfire. By evening, every male classmate and teacher would have jacked off to Summer’s tits at least once. And, of course, they would have saved the rest of the album to a private folder for future use.

Evan was no exception. He remembered the days when he received texts from friends to alert him of the “Summer Blockbuster.” He’d drop everything he was doing to rush to his computer, pick his favorite shots and then whip out his dick. He remembered a particularly depraved year when he printed out a photo just to cum all over it. The shot was a beautiful one of Summer laughing, her blue eyes crinkling, her perfect teeth glistening. Evan remembered firing his thick load all over her wide-open mouth.

He’d picked the picture because it was such a lie.

[MF] [Mystical] – Confluence

*I like science fiction and fantasy, and lately I’ve been into erotica and noticed there’s a sad lack of overlap in the genres. I decided to play with some supernatural themes and write some stories I’d like to read. I’d love to know what anyone thinks!*

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I’ve been driving in the air-conditioned car for so long that I’ve forgotten how ridiculously hot it is outside. It doesn’t matter that I’ve been staring down a long, straight road that shimmers to the horizon with captured heat, it doesn’t matter that we pass scrub grasses, stunted, pointy trees, and brown -yellow earth. If you go long enough without feeling something, you start to forget it’s there for you to feel.

So I immediately regret it when I open my door and I’m slapped in the face by the desert atmosphere. The heat isn’t still, it rushes into the car like it’s being blown from an oven, instantly drying my exposed skin and dampening anywhere I’m covered by clothes. I grumble, and of course whenever I grumble, Elaine laughs.

Italian Fantasy [FF]

Matt and I had been staying in a very chic bed and breakfast in southern Italy. We are a very sensual couple and had always talked about exploring more salacious behavior. I had dated women before Matt and I met, he knew I was attracted to women and supported this desire. We had never had a threesome but had talked about it often. It was our third day at the B&B and we had the entire top floor with terrace overlooking the sea.

The staff was stellar – friendly, good looking and a little flirty. The housekeeper was particularly attractive. She had short dark hair and a great tan. She wore dark rimmed glasses a tight top and Capri leggings. Her name was Sophia, yes we had asked! I guess we are a little flirty too.

What happened next will fuel my imagination during masturbation sessions for a long time to come.

Matt was out running, he had mentioned 10km which usually take him just under 45minutes. I was feeling particularly horny since I know that when he gets back, we usually fuck. I was in bed with just a pair of pink cotton panties on.

UPDATE: Fucked the work experience girl again last weekend [M35/F18]

[PREVIOUS POST](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4q9m5z/fucked_the_work_experience_girl_last_weekend/)

*tldr: After striking up a friendship with the work experience girl (Laura), I gave her my number (at great risk) during her last day at the office. Turns out that she also had a crush on me and incidentally was a horny sex freak. Last weekend we had sex all night in a budget hotel room.*

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After the events of last weekend, to say I’ve had a bit of a spring in my step all week would be a massive understatement. Not only did I get to have sex for the first time in literally years, but knowing that I still had the ability to attract younger girls at my age was a massive confidence booster. I consciously had to tone down my borderline obnoxious cheer after one of my co-workers, correctly assuming that I had gotten laid, starting pressing me for details. After realizing that revealing the truth would most likely have consequences – or at least be highly scandalous – I played coy, resolving to keep the affair to myself for the time being.

 

No Words [mf][d/s]

Sir, I have a request. Unusual, I know: but, well, hear me out.

You and I, sometimes, we’re **Great Communicators** giving Reagan and Bonzo a run for their money. There are times for that. But there’s also time for every purpose under heaven, according to such great thinkers as King Solomon, Pete Seeger and Roger McGuinn. So what I want today is – no talking.

Fuck the bejesus out of me, Sir. Then we’ll talk.

I do know my audience, and to be precise, we’ll say the *sufficient and necessary conditions* for the **bejesus** being fucked out of me would be met when you make me come three times – so, the challenge – should you choose to accept it – well, it’s no challenge for you, Sir, you could do that in your sleep! In fact there was that one time… erm. Nevermind.

And we’ll sidebar the inevitable conversation about the nature of speech and what I’m really forbidding – are my moans of delight and pain so different from your involuntary “fuck” muttered under your breath the first time, *each first time* I receive your cock in my mouth, surround it with my lips, and take it all in? We’ll sidebar that for pillow talk and the discussion will likely make me want to sit on your face and grind my cunt into you because I love talking to you and I love fucking you and what could be better?