I wanna take all your clothes off and lay you on your back, I’d start by licking and sucking your toes, then kissing and licking up the inside of your legs, then I’d push your thighs on your chest and lick you gently from your ass to your clit, I’d start sucking and licking your clit while I slowly massage your asshole with my thumb, as you start getting wetter I’d lick you up your stomach and suck your nipples, then passionately kiss you with a lot of tongue, lick behind your ear and then climb on top of you 69 and slide my cock in your mouth, while I devour your pussy and ass, I’d tell you you’re such a good girl for daddy as I slowly fuck your throat with my throbbing cock, then when I’m ready I’d flip around and run the head of my cock from your clit to your ass and the slide into your pussy slow and deep thrusts while I lick and kiss your neck, then I’d suck your toes and start fucking you faster and harder and I’d put my thumb in your mouth and I’d have you reach around to my ass and tell you to put your finger in daddy’s ass, I’d rub your clit hard and as you’re going to cum I would explode inside you and fuck you extremly hard while you squirt all over my cock.
Tag: Fantasy
Ship Control 6 – Mf, Mind Control, Humiliation, Light BDSM, Dubcon
This is part 6 in a series. I don’t think I can link to the others here, but the readeranonerotica subreddit has an index stickied at the top with the rest of the series. I hope you enjoy.
“Yuna”, if you are out there, I know this is beyond what you paid for, with your dignity, and I hope you don’t mind if I take the story in a new direction.
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Yuna drifted in the most delightful dream. Totally helpless and at Henry’s mercy. At the mercy of his power. Henry tracing his hands along her skin, leaving no milometer untouched. Henry’s fingers finding their way into her every sacred space. His cock sliding into her. His words, his power, reverberating through her. Fucking.
As she drifted up, towards consciousness, the ache in her body, the ache from hours of hard sex. Sex like she had never had in her life. Except, no, they had only had sex the one time, in the shower. Not hours? Not enough to make her ache like this. Not enough for her to feel bruises.
The rich girl who liked being bred [MF]
[I decided to share another story after submitting my [first](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/penmif/i_fucked_the_thick_chick_from_the_supermarket_fm/) and [second](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pfzyev/facefucking_the_girl_from_the_pub_quiz_fm/) several days ago; this one is pretty drawn-out but that’s how it went down and how it still feels in my head! It all happened a few years ago so I’m working off memory–particularly for the tidbits of dialogue, though in retrospect I’ve found those the hardest part to forget]
A couple years out of uni I went through an especially sex-crazed stage of life. I have always had a high libido but this time it was like my brain was at most a co-pilot. I was on Tinder a ton and one of the first things I did when entering this phase was to widen the age and distance brackets on my profile. This worked great; I was living in a big city but public transport made it relatively easy to vary up my dating life (mostly fucking lots of pent-up tourists, lol) with the occasional adventure into the wild, and I still cherish a lot of these small town hookups–plus a lot of women were willing to travel into town to meet, which I hadn’t expected, and it’s very fun and flattering to have a fwb who is so amped up they’ll take the train just to fuck you.
Early Morning (poem, F/M)
Unironed sheets and hands on wrists
Deeper inhale than the let go
Morning caught by loose curtains
Soft shadows from sunlit glow
Quiet breaths with voices hushed
Toes filled with tension and cheeks flushed
Silk tongues anxious behind gently placed lips
Wondering hands with pressed finger tips
Mind racing, all thoughts start to blur
“Let go” you coax, through amorous whisper
Your voice, a comfort, a fortified hiding place
A remedy for a live lived in an ill-fitting space
To let go, to give in, to leave the armor at the door
To offer everything, without fearing wanting more
To feel you slide eager fingers inside
Every part of you anticipating things I’d beg for
Soft kisses turn demanding
Gentle words to greedy thoughts
Fingers replaced by more of you
Body unready, mind seeing spots
Answering thoughts before they’re spoken
This hidden fantasy finally awoken
Matching rhythms with wild impulse
The culmination of desire, and bodies convulse
Fun during a snowstorm [MFM]
During a snowstorm that left many without heat and power, my wife and I found a way to keep things hot. A friend of ours snapped me and asked what we were up to. I told him we were just hanging out and drinking a few beers and he asked if we’d pick him up. We live in a small town and he was only a couple of blocks away so I said we’d be there in a few minutes.
I guess a little back story is needed here. My wife, our friend, and I have had a threesome a couple months back. It was our first and we all had a pretty good time. My wife has gotten into being an exhibitionist over the last couple of years and I love it. We used to post pretty much daily on Reddit and she even had a premium Snapchat for a while until a couple of people recognized her and we didn’t want it getting out in our small town. After our initial threesome we had all agreed we wanted to do it again. Our friend, we’ll call him “Jake”, had hit us up a couple of times but we were too busy to get into anything. That was until the snowstorm hit.
My hotwife’s date with a local shop owner [MF]
Wife’s date with a local shop owner
*This story is about my hotwife who made a not so casual encounter in a shop some years ago. She explained me the entire date few days after.
This is one of the craziest date she had, I linked some pictures from that date to prove it’s not a fantasy.*
*Sorry if my English is not perfect it’s not my native language.*
Few years ago, while I was out of town for a week, my wife was browsing on tinder looking for a hookup.
Her profile made it clear she was a hotwife only looking for some fun.
She matched with a guy, 41 years old (she was only 27), good looking but she prefers younger guys.
He tells her that she has a great body (no face picture on tinder), and really wants to fullfil a fantasy with her.
He explains that he owns a grocery store (quite luxuous, only fine and local products) and he wants to have some fun during his work, to set up a scenario with a customer.
Giving your wife extra freedom
Hello and thank you for reading my post. My wife is an attractive classy lady who when we first met would never dream of having extra fun.
I started to introduce a fantasy of her being chatted up when she went out and ultimately enjoying another man in her married pussy.
Things evolved and eventually she met a guy and they had sex, initially she felt very guilty, but I gave her lots of re assurance and encouraging words.
She now feels more comfortable and enjoys being chatted up and if things progress further she knows that I’ll be cool with it.
Am I a bad husband for allowing my once faithful wife to enjoy another man inside her?
The Heorine of Gluttony pt. 2
The king and queen received the heroine and her entourage when they arrived at the King’s Landing. The people cheered all the way as they walked to the palace.
People were dancing, and children sang legends of the heroine, and they admired her beauty, which was other worldly, not even fairies and elves could compete with her.
When the King saw Jasmin, he could barely contain his lust. This woman had to be his.
King Louis was a handsome man. He was masculine, strong, youthful, and he would stay in his prime for 30 more years due to his bloodline.
But King Louis had a secret. He wanted to be fat and hedonistic. He had spent the last decade pretending to be a good king, along with the tremendous responsibility and hard work that came with that mask.
He couldn’t wait to be finally able to eat and fuck as much as he wanted with whoever he wanted, especially Jasmine and her female comrades.
Jasmine and her entourage were the remaining force that could threaten his power, and once they were subdued, he would be free to live out his fantasy.
King Louis had already implemented policy which mandates the noble to send their children to the Temple of Light, and half of the children would become celibates, or contribute to breeding new generation of warriors, wizards, knights, in case the dark force returned.
Through public education, the king owns the minds and loyalty of the children.
The ultimate purpose of this policy was population control, through selective breeding, the King was planning to reduce the offsprings of the nobles, and the new bred of children, with improved bloodline, would serve the Temple of Light, and the throne.
“My beloved heroes and heroines. You have saved the kingdom! I shall reward your deeds”, said the King.
Now the king had a number of scholars in his court. The court used to be filled with aristocrats, lords of multiple states, clergies of different religions, but during the long years of battles, the Temple of Light and the scholars had come to prominent.
Secretly, the Temple was a breeding lab for the king. Subjects with the best bloodline would be chosen for breeding.
The scholars had systematically, and gradually, dominated the literatures of the Kingdom. The sole purpose of their existence was to marginalize the voices of different religions, and ultimately control the thinking of people.
By the time they fulfilled their purpose, there shall be no more wizards, necromancers, lords, fractions, and other religions, or schools of thoughts, outside of the official Temple of Light.
Eventually, citizens would not bear any weapon other than kitchen ware or farm tools. All shall be peasants and subject to the absolute ownership of the throne.
In the name of unity, all the religions had to contribute their crafts to the Temple. The templars, initially created as a benign neighbourhood militia to protect citizens from infiltration of the dark force, had expanded and extended to every part of the kingdom.
They held all noble families hostage, serving as the secret police force for the King.
“My King, I had received guidance from the Spirits. It opened my eyes for the future of the Kingdom. It is of utmost important that I bring this matter to you and the court for discussion”, said Jasmin. She was sure the good and gentle King would be happy to hear what she was going to tell him.
“Beloved Jasmine, you may speak your mind. Please do. The insights you learned from the Spirits must be very precious. Please, write down everything you hear from the Spirits. I will assign the scholars to take down notes and make a book out of these important insights”, said the King, “but for now, let us celebrate. Drink! Good heroes of Aristoro! Drink away!”
The feast was abundant. There were plenty of wines and beers. Delicious desserts and foods they had not tasted since they embarked on their quest were heavenly.
Musicians and poets sang their praises and beautiful, young women and men danced before the heroes.
[F]riends with [M]any Benefits – Part 2: Game Night
There had been no new encounters and we told no one to avoid all the questions and drama. We were playing Mad Wish (a spinner/card game version of Dirty Truth or Dare) with a group of friends. I was sitting across from him. A few rounds went by and the alcohol began to sink in. Truths were spilt, dares were completed, and shots were taken. Everyone really started to loosen up.
He flicked the spinner, drew a “Dare” card and read it out loud, “Suck a finger of the person in front of you for 30 seconds.”
He chuckled and looked at me as I held up my hand. He took my hand and wrapped his lips around my pinky. With his lips sealed, no one was able to see his tongue dancing around my finger. Everyone was laughing as it was a bit awkward. Meanwhile, I was shifting in my seat as I imagined his tongue dancing on my clit.
After 30 seconds, the game continued. A few more people took their turns and it got to me. I flicked the spinner, drew a “Dare” card and read it out loud, “Touch the bum of the player across from you for 30 seconds.”
Had a train ran on me while I was blindfolded and I still don’t know who used me [FM]
This has been an unfulfilled fantasy of mine for quite awhile, in fact I’ve talked about it before on reddit, and about a week ago, I finally had it happen and my mind hasn’t stopped racing since!
For those that have followed my stories and posts in the past, my husband and I for a time being were swingers and regularly swapped with a group of couples, but since the pandemic, the group kind of fell apart and I have been craving my slutty gangbang ways dearly the last few months. We’ve tried to be relatively safe and limit our contact with friends and family, so getting gangbanged was completely out of the question. However, I got quite a surprise a few days after Christmas.
Christmas itself was pretty low key. A few normal gift exchanges and I was already a happy wife. A few days later, my husband lets me know that he’s gonna fuck my brains out when he gets back from running his errands, sending me dirty messages all day, getting me hot and turned on. He tells me to get ready when he gets back because he’s been particularly horny and has a few kinky ideas he wants to try with me.