The Ravishing of Oonagh. [Submission] [Anal] [High-Fantasy]

Oonagh had been a princess all her life, but never before had she felt so completely helpless and powerless. The enemy army that invaded her city had utterly decimated their forces, leaving the people of the city with no choice but to surrender. Varanik, the leader of this invading force was cruel and relentless, offering only one way for Oonagh’s people to be spared: if she agreed to become his concubine and sex slave.

She knew it was wrong – an affront against her own dignity as well as those of everyone in the city – yet there was something about him that made even such an abominable proposition seem almost inviting, like he held some kind of power over her mind as much as he did over her body. Reluctantly accepting defeat both on behalf of herself and also for everybody else who’d have suffered should she refused him.

Oonagh followed him into his bedchamber where things quickly escalated past any point at which could turn back from what lay ahead for them both. He abruptly pushed Oonagh onto the bedspread beneath them; roughly gripping each side her face between his hands.

In the Closet, Chapter 12 END [mm] [Incest] [Brother/Brother] [Gay] [Sissification] [Humiliation]

[Chapter 11](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/106ref4/in_the_closet_chapter_11_mm_fm_incest/)

*This chapter contains strong language that some readers may find offensive. This is your trigger warning. Viewer discretion is advised.*

***ZACH***

“What the hell is going on here?” dad snarled, and Keith and I both froze. He reached down and grabbed my wig, yanking it off and inadvertently tugging some of my hair. He looked at it with a vicious expression before turning back to us, casting it to the floor. “What the hell are you wearing?!”

My hand went to my chest, remembering that I was still wearing the lingerie set from last night. Dad’s lip curled in revulsion, and he grabbed my wrist and tugged me to my feet. He looked me up and down, looking more sickened and enraged with every passing second.

“Dad–” Keith began to protest.

“Are you some kinda tranny, boy? Huh?!” Dad’s grip on me was tightening, hurting as if threatening to snap my wrist. I cried out and tried to pull away to no avail. “You’re some deviant freak that enjoys dressing up like a woman?!” I was starting to crumple under the force of his grasp, knees buckling as I tried to pry his fingers off.

[MF]. Day Two of her “sex staycation”… the hotel pool.

As I described in an earlier post, I had connected with a woman off reddit that had dropped her SO off at the airport then came to meet me at my luxury hotel for what we referred to as her Sex Staycation. [You can read Part One here…](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/109jyro/mf_she_came_to_me_for_a_sex_staycation_and_had_30/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

I had to work during the day and she had some things to take care of at her house, so we parted company for the day and agreed to meet up in the afternoon once I’d finished work. She reminded me that the hotel pool was now open and she was very interested in exploring it. She LOVED the idea of being watched and seen, evident by the fact that she opened the blinds to our restroom and cooed approval when I did the same around the loveseat I’d bent her over on the night before.

We exchanged messages throughout the day, and when I returned to the hotel she had messaged to let me know she would meet me in the hot tub. I went to my suitcase and quickly discovered I had forgotten my swimsuit. So I had a choice, disappoint her in not giving her this fantasy that had been bouncing around in her head for the better part of a week, or wear my most “swimsuit-y” boxer briefs and do my best to remain modest before I was under the water.

I (21f) Went in a date, which ended up being naked on the nude beach at night with cum all over my body! [Fiction] [Creampie] [Cum all over body] [stranger]

Hey! My name is Mia (21f) and kinda ended up taking over my couple’s account with my bf to write a naughty story about a redditor (u/singledadau aka Ben (31m))we’ve been talking to. Tonight’s just me, my thoughts and my fantasy while I’m on here, naked and dripping wet writing this while my boyfriend sleeps!

This is a story of fiction by the way, but nonetheless hot.

On a friday evening I message a guy that I’ve been talking to for a while on reddit to see if he’d meet up with me for a fun little date. Been flirting on and off for a little while, have talked for months and figured out he lives in my city. Me being bored wanted to have a little fun tonight.

I messaged him saying:

Hey Ben! I’ve been thinking about you more and more and was wondering if you’d like to go out with me tonight?

He replies:

Dress up all pretty in a tight little dress and heels and let’s meet up at a restaurant at 6pm.

With that reply, I went and got ready for him.

I [M] narrated a fantasy of my mine to my wife [F] while she masterbated. She then pulled me on top of her for some of the hottest sex we’ve had recently.

My wife and I have a great relationship and the sexual aspect is also great. We are very open and I’ve shared her with many guys. Most times it is just a mfm threesome where I enjoy watching her with the other guy and then have sex with her after. She has also shared stories of her past with me which drive me wild. For context she looks like a taller and bit thicker Skin Diamond.

Last night we were laying in bed and neither one of us could sleep. I cuddle with my wife a bit rubbing her back as she began reaching behind her ass to start rubbing me. As things progresses I started to get on top of her but then she asked if we could just masterbate together. I kind of laughed but decided to go with it.

So we are lying next to each other me jerking off and her using her Hitachi vibrator. My wife loves watching me jerk off and I enjoy giving her a show. I really enjoy when she talks dirty to me but she does breath play while masterbating so I usually have to wait until she finishes.

[M25/F27] world’s tightest pussy (C/NC)

I made a bet at the bar with this chick I’d just met. She was tiny. Probably 4’9’ and well under 100 lbs. She wanted to play a scene where I would pretend to attack her while she she was passed out on her bed. All I had to do to win was creampie her before she reached her phone in the kitchen, just on the other side of the wall. Going home with this girl was stupid and risky. But I couldn’t resist her.

I ordered an Uber and while we were sitting outside and waiting, I got a better look at this cute minx. Her long, straight, dark hair and little black-and-blue party dress were nice, but I couldn’t stop staring into her eyes. She was tipsy, sure, but also stupid horny and fixated on me. She put her hand on my inner thigh and looked at her lap. She said “I hope you win but my pussy is _really_ fucking tight.” I raised my eyebrow and grinned.

Fuck yourself, Bunny [F self pleasure with fantasy M voyeur] (cw :verbal degradation, humiliation)

I learned to masturbate on my stomach, my hands between my legs and humping my palms until I felt the little death. When I started having sex, I realized how little the death was. How insignificant my little piece of joy could be when someone could make my entire body feel tight, hot, electric-why bother with a two when you could have a fourteen?

I tried to stick my fingers in my greedy little cunt, the handle of a hairbrush, got a toy and tried again. The little death wouldn’t grow. All these women talking about how they’ve never gotten there with anyone but themselves, when I have had to outsource my pleasure? How 50s housewife of me.

Tonight I lay face up with the lights dim, the music on, the candles lit. I wore my favorite piece of lingerie, green and lace that cups my tits and ass so perfect. I looked at myself in the mirror earlier, touched my body like I would want a lover to, closed my eyes and let the fingertips feel like someone else’s. When my pussy started to ache, I took myself to the bed, where my magic wand, 8 inch dildo and lube were waiting patiently. They don’t judge.

wife wants more [MF 30][hotwife][cheating]

Disclaimer: this is a mild hotwife story where a couple enjoys the idea of the wife being with other men. If that’s not your thing, you don’t have to read my story. Appreciate your time and hope you enjoy ✌️

Matt and Sarah met in college and had been married for 7 years. They were the typical upper-class couple who went to a good college and worked hard to get a jumpstart on their careers. As they were entering their early 30s though, they finally had time to slow down in life. They had paid off school debt, bought a home, and for the first time in their lives, didn’t have to hustle for promotions in their careers. They were finally in a place where they could coast by and enjoy life. Life was getting simpler. But a lot was about to change for them too.

Free Use Ski Weekend [MF][FF][Free Use]

Chapter 1

Amy emerged from the trail and coasted down the gentle slope to the slope side cafe. The sun was blinding on the white snow, but the view was incredible, snow covered peaks stretching into the distance. Distracted by the beautiful view she overshot the racks filled with skis and had to come to a sudden skidding stop right by the door of the cafe. Teetering for a moment, she began to fall over on her skis, before she was suddenly caught. She heard a voice say “Whoa there, you okay?” and looked up into the smiling face of Chris. He had caught her with his arms through hers, supporting her weight, and pressing her into his body. Chris was her high school friend’s husband, and they had never been so physically close before.

She levered herself up out of his grasp with a laugh, and popped her skis off. “Oh man thank you for catching me! I got distracted by the view. What happened to Sofie and Sam?” Sofie was Chris’ wife, and Amy’s childhood friend, while Sam was Amy’s husband. The group had left Los Angeles for the weekend to ski, staying together in a friend’s condo right off the slopes.

My first threesome part 1 [MFM][bisexual][35-45][exhibitionist][DS]

My recent experience in threeway domination.

As some of you might know, I am a polyamorous dominant. I believe that sharing is caring. So what better way to show my care of my partner, then sharing him with another submissive man where he gets to fulfill his fantasy of homosexuality and I get to be the powerful domina.

The below is a recollection of how my date went with our beloved third, Mr. T.

It was a cool summer night in Sydney. The breeze was gentle and comfortable on our skin. I wore a figure hugging navy blue playsuit with sheer polka dots and plunging necklines. I chose this outfit to show off my gorgeous cleavages and my toned legs. I can feel the heated gaze from my partner as we walked into bar to meet Mr. T for the first time.

As we walked into the rooftop bar after many spiraling stairs, we weren’t sure if we would spot T easily. But there he is, sitting against the bare wall with a drink on the table. The beads of condensation collected at his fingertips and it glided slowly down his hand as he picked the drink.