Pirates, sword play

I’m not sure who will read this but my name is Roxy hearts, I’m the captain of good o’l posiden’s angel. Well I was, a few hours ago our ship was taken over by lady Marianne.

Lady Marianne is the finest pirate to sail these seven seas, she’s got gorgeous messy red hair that curls beautifully up her cheeks. Her infamous wicked smile as she points her sword at your back and makes you walk the plank is one that any man would happily die for, and in my case woman.

I had always dreamed of the day I’d meet Marianne, fantasized that she’d board my ship and place that gorgeous sword against my neck waiting for my plee for mercy when I’d surprise her by letting out a small gasp of pleasure instead of fear. She’d recognize what was going on and immediately drag her sharp blade ever so gently down my cheek and neck before she passionately pushes me up against the mast kissing me. Until she gets impatient and rushes me into my cabin where she’ll cut open my blouse working wonders as she brushes her blade smoothly across my skin teasing me and making me hold my breath and arch my back-

[MF] My Best Buddy’s Widow. Part 10.

Read part 9 here:

https://redd.it/gncj05

Two years ago, I had an on again off again relationship with one of my son’s ex-girlfriend. At the time, we were both single and lonely and pretty much fulfilled each other’s needs. My son knew about the whole thing since I told him and his only comment is that Mandy (the girl’s name) can become very needy and manipulative.

Sadly, Mandy started to show those traits not long after my son warned me. I had to break it off.

I had a lot of good memories of my time with Mandy and I have to admit, the sex with her was on a different level. It was all lust and fucking. And there was no boundaries with her, she was very adventurous.

Last Friday, Addie and I were at the store and we ran into Mandy.

Addie knows Mandy since she was also Audra’s friend and she also knows about my history with Mandy to some degree.

Hi’s and hello’s were exchanged plus a little bit of catching up. Mandy gave me and Addie a hug and congratulated us on getting married. No ill feelings, no awkwardness and we parted ways in a very friendly manner.

‘I did something bad tonight, honey.’ (Part 3) [MF]

*You can find the second part of my story here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gr1ram/i_did_something_bad_tonight_honey_part_2_mf/*

*Short summary: after having been fingered by a stranger in a club, my fiancée slowly introduced me to the fantasy of seeing her take another man. She fucked herself with a dildo while I was only allowed to watch. Now she was hitting the clubs again, leaving me all alone at home thinking about what might happen while she as out…*

It was already past 3 a.m., when I finally heard the rustling of her keys from outside our apartment door. Waiting for Marie like that had been torture… in the best way possible. The bottle of wine in front of me was nearly empty and I had given up rather quickly on my original plans of relaxing in front of the PS4. My mind had been racing the entire evening and I must have masturbated at least three times thinking about her on the dancefloor, surrounded by strangers. Thinking about how they might approach her, how she would let them feel her up.

A Birthday Surprise [MFF]

My wife and I share this account and she will read this tale he next time she visits Reddit. My wife is also fully aware of my pervy fantasies concerning she and her bestie. So this story will not come as a surprise to her, but I’m betting that it will make her pussy wet when she reads it. And the thought of her twat moistening as she reads the following fantasy is well worth effort put into the crafting of this tale.

My Birthday surprise

Turning 50 is a wholly unpleasant experience. There is a certain finality to this number, there are no more illusions of youth when you hit the half century mark. The next stop on your life train is, simply, old. Which is probably why people put extra effort into the ceremony of ‘the big five o’.My wife was trying to accomplish this ceremonial celebration for me but wanted help with what such a celebration would look like, or more specifically what sort of celebration would make this significant milepost most memorable and satisfying to me. I was unhelpful because all I could offer when asked by my dear wife questions like “what do you want for your 50th? You want a party? You want to go out of town for the weekend? What do you want baby? My response was always the same “A threesome with you and Carly…” I always said it very matter of factly like I was asking for a meal at our favorite restaurant. It was a joke of course, one that elicited an eye roll from my better half every time I made this ‘hilarious’ request.

[M] 19 [F] 32 Does she want me or is it all my imagination

Does she want me or is it all my imaginations (Me M19 Her F32)

This is my first time writing such thing on social media. And my previous post, people suggested me write in paragraphs and improve my grammar skills… So this the best I could do… Please ignore the shortcomings

So, I have been having this feeling for years and wanting to share this and get an opinion from someone. But I thought it would be a very awkward and taboo conversation, so I am posting it on reddit.

So it’s about my cousin sister (Around 10 years older than me). All my life she’s been very friendly with me, you know the usual stuff…. Kisses, hugs, cuddles you know, kind of love a kid gets from everyone(She used to have a pet name for me in our regional language which loosely translates to my Lover or My King).

Since my childhood, she’s one my favourite person because she showered me with love and chocolates. I kind of grew very fond of her. From the beginning I always had a big crush on her and admired  pretty much everything about her.

Monster Brothel; Octopussy [fantasy][cheating][squidgirl][monstergirl][tentacles][anal]

“What is this place?” Alexa queried as she and her husband stepped up the stone walkway. “It looks like a castle or something out of some creepy horror movie or something. Are you sure we should be doing this?”

“What choice do we have? The car broke down in the middle of nowhere, this is the only place around for miles.” Jacob snapped, frustrated at their predicament. They made their way up the long, twisted path, marvelling at the well kept topiaries and black iron gates.

When they finally reached the victorian gothic mansion, the cold stone stretching up into the cloudy sky and the cathedral windows staring down at them, Jacob reached out to knock on the dark arched, double doors. Before he could knock, the doors opened, light streaming out into the night. The couple looked at one another curiously, and stepped forward into the mansion.

“Um, excuse me, our car broke down and we were just wondering if-woah!” Jacob was cut short when he was faced with the inside of the gothic building. The exterior was well taken care of, but dark and ancient, whereas the interior was decorated elaborately with golden candelabras, red velvet curtains, and antique furniture. There was a winding staircase leading to the second floor situated to their right, and straight ahead was an ornate desk behind which stood a woman.

First submission here: The Estate [1/2] Its a long read but juicy. (MMF)(Cuckold)(FF)(F)(FM)(Cuckquean)(FemDom)

Part One: The Parlor

Chapter One

One evening I opened my husband’s laptop to look up a recipe. I had just entered “Re” when the search bar autopopulated an obscure subreddit for swingers. The url was obvious enough to cause my heart to suddenly drop. Our sex life was as vanilla as it could be. My husband had never hinted at an unfulfilled desire… let alone the suggestion of swinging.

I couldn’t help myself. I clicked through the url and found that this thread was more than just a casual discussion of swinging. Rather, the thread was a sophisticated coordination for an elaborate swingers’ party in a nearby Connecticut suburb known for its affluence. It didn’t take long to find my husband’s comment. His username was anything but creative.

Where my heart had dropped before, it now ached as I read his introduction and his desire to attend stag. I couldn’t bear to read any further and abruptly closed the screen before running off to the sink.

Awakened by Dawn’s Cheating Light (MF) (Cuckold)

A fantasy of sorts that I wish I had been able to live out with my husband. Perhaps sexy, but hopefully entertaining. Enjoy…

Dawn walked into her house in a daze after work that day. She was later than usual. Her typical routine of changing into more comfortable clothes and starting dinner before her husband arrived home from work was disregarded. She immediately sat on her couch and stared blankly into an imaginary abyss.

That’s where her husband found her sitting. His words finally snapped her out of the self-induced trance that she had put herself in. “What’s wrong? Are you OK? Did something happen?” finally registered in her head when she felt his presence beside her and his arm around her shoulder.

She turned her head to look at him. Tears began to fill her eyes. “Oh David, I’ve done something terrible. You’re going to hate me.”

David looked at her with concern. He rubbed her back and urged her to explain what could be so horrible that he could possibly hate his beloved wife of almost 20 years. Had she robbed a bank? Struck a young child with her car and fled? Has she pushed someone off of a tall building?

‘I did something bad tonight, honey.’ (Part 2) [MF]

*You can find the first part of my story here:* [*https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gqhc92/i_did_something_bad_tonight_honey_part_1_mf/*](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gqhc92/i_did_something_bad_tonight_honey_part_1_mf/)

*Short summary: my fiancée was fingered by a stranger in a club and came home extremely horny. After eating her out, she confessed to me what had happened. I told her not to worry about it because somehow this whole situation was an incredible turn-on for me…*

After the incident at our local club, Marie tried her best to make it up to me, even though I assured her that it wasn’t necessary and that I wasn’t mad at her. It really started to feel like a kick-start our relationship had desperately needed. She was super attentive, brought me coffee first thing in the morning and insisted on preparing dinner several days in a row, although this task was typically left to me. I, on the other hand, tried my best to make her feel as comfortable as possible since I really wanted to let her know that everything was still the same between us and that there were no hard feelings.

Reder the Rogue [MM][NC][BD][Fantasy]

Reder felt like a fool as he walked down the cobbled street on shaky legs. He should have practiced walking in heels before tonight. If anything was going to give him away, it would be falling flat on his face. But, as he stumbled, he had to support more of his weight on his companion. He clung to the fat noble’s arm and giggled like the vapid, silly whore he was pretending to be as he wobbled.

Lord Harrod was a man of vice. Gluttony, obviously. But, the sins Reder cared about were lust and greed as the rogue could abuse the first to get at the second. Lord Harrod wore his exuberant wealth. He was dressed in a gown of the finest died silks. He wore gold and gem covered jewelry on his neck, wrists, and every finger. The only thing the fat noble liked more than lauding his wealth over others was spending his evenings drinking and whoring. That’s where Reder came in. He knew the noble had a particular taste for Tieflings.