[str8][M][fantasy] [destructive transformation] 6 sweat soaked football jocks get dominated in sweaty gear and sneakers

This erotic writing combines a lot of my fantasy’s I’ve had for a long time. And I think I need some clarity why they arouse or excite me. Feel free to leave feedback, and thanks for reading.

Part I

The repeat whistle blared once again but our teenage heroes, each beyond the point of muscle failure, could no longer respond. it had been over an hour, an hour of continuous brutal drills and conditioning since coach blew a desperately needed break whistle, three hours since the tormenting drills started after an already grueling day.

With little to no recovery times between the punishing sets, their oxygen starved muscles shifted into anaerobic respiration. Lactic acid ripping through their already torn, aching muscles, accelerating their demise and crippling our sweat soaked teenage football jocks. their limbs, thick and swollen from their hours long ordeal with their veins engorged In blood desperately trying to deliver oxygen to their torn, exhausted and depleted bodies.

Interracial Love: Is It a Fetish? Part Three [r/findingerotica]

***The past is never dead. It’s not even past*****.” William Faulkner**

***“Racism is not an event, it is a structure.”*** **Dr. J. Kehaulani Kauanui**

**At the end of Part Two of this blog series on interracial love, I asked two questions:**

* **Is it any wonder that Black women, the demographic least interested in dating and marrying white partners, cite feeling fetishized as a leading reason why they avoid crossing over the racial divide?**
* **Given the definition and origins of fetish, how could it be any other way?**

**Often we hear in regards to incidents of past injustice sentiments like “what’s done is done.”  For instance, in a recent response to a question about African American reparations, Republican Senate Majority Leader Mitch McConnell, said, “America should not be held liable for something that happened 150 years ago, since none of us currently alive are responsible.”**

**Or as a blogger who describes himself as an “enlightened white boy” proudly proclaims in a post entitled** ***Yes, I Like*** ***Black Women******… Is That a Problem?*****, “What’s done cannot be changed. If you’re going to hold all white men accountable, to this day, for the abomination we call slavery, you should also include your African ancestors who sold you into it.”**

A perfect storm! The story of King & Queen’s first [MFM] threesome

This story can be as short or as long as the reader likes. For those with ADD who want to skip ahead, this is the sexy story of how I first shared my Queen with a friend of mine. The jist: After fucking Queen while she was gagging on my friend’s cock, he busted one of the biggest loads ever on her tits and I immediately followed by spraying all over her pussy and stomach. But don’t you want to know more of the juicy build up and details?!

Now for those of you still here with the patience to get to the good stuff, let’s take our time and dive into how this all started off. Let me tell you, it didn’t just happen over night. This ended up being the perfect storm after years of fantasizing. Maybe you can learn something from this process we went through to finding ourselves in our first threesome and maybe you can teach us something!! We’d love to hear your feedback!

My Beautiful, Dark Twisted Fantasy – Pt2 (MF) (Oral) (Rough) (Light MDom/FSub)

You are rock hard and straining against your boxers when I trace my fingers along your cock. I free it from your boxers and start to stroke your length, looking at you. You move between my legs, pushing me back against the pillows and I put my foot on your chest with a grin. Your fingers dance over the back of my calf, caressing the back of my knee causing me to squirm and giggle, dropping my leg. You lean in to kiss the top of my breasts and tease my pussy. I am still slick with my cum and your saliva and when you push your cock into me, you do so easily.

If we’re being honest here, you and I have had a rough couple of weeks and you need the stress relief as much, if not more than I do. I look up at you and murmur softly, “Use me. Use me like the slut that I am.” To capitalize on my point, I lift my hips, fucking back against you with a loud moan.

“Is this what you want?” You pull your entire length out and push back in, hitting my cervix, making me cry out.

A Decent start to the New Year [MF]

I’m a 57yo Male and my wife is 51. We were involved in a car crash a few years ago which took her libido. We went from having sex 3-4 times a day to 3-4 times a year. We weren’t even married at the time of the crash over 5 years ago. We are madly in love and even without the sex I’ll never leave her.

I made a new year resolution to ask for sex more. I also decided that I was going to push my vanilla wife a bit further.

This morning (New Year 2020) we were getting ready for our visitors arriving in the afternoon. Preparing food, moving furniture, all the usual stuff.

Just after 12 we’re done and dusted.

I head for my shower while my wife heads outside for a vape.

I come downstairs with a couple of glasses from last night and am washing them when she comes back in.

She said that she was heading for her shower and I said “ I was hoping that you’d do something else first”. She is on her period so sex is a no no. Then, she looks at me coyly and agrees to give me a blowjob. Result.

The Camgirl Part LVIII: Not Enough? Or Too Much? [Fsolo] [mast] [MF-ish]

**LVIII: Blake**

Blake sighed, leaning back against the shower wall as the hot water cascaded down her head to warm the rest of her body. She breathed in deep the steamy air as it began to rise, eyes closed. Her pussy still tingled from the night’s show, but it wanted more. Tonight, she was inclined to give it some.

Once her body was thoroughly wet with hot water, the air sufficiently thick with steam, Blake grabbed the shampoo, squirting a little more than she normally did. Products that worked with her hair were expensive, but Blake wanted to be extra sudsy today for some reason. She lathered up her hands, then tangled soapy fingers in her hair, closing her eyes again, imagining Liam’s hands in her hair.

As it usually did since that night, the memory of Marie massaging Blake’s scalp floated through her mind. Blake didn’t dwell on that but tried not to feel bad about it anymore. *Those* situations hadn’t been the bad ones. They’d just led to her fuck-up.

Thinking about that, however, brought up thoughts of Marie. Blake tried to push those thoughts from her mind, but her curiosity worked against her.

[FM] Yea! Unexpected New Years Eve Encounter!

Hi Everyone!

I had a brand new unexpected adventure on New Years Eve and of course I couldn’t wait to get on and share it with all of you.

Up to a week ago my Husband and I had no New Years Eve plans, fortunately some good friends of ours came through at the last minute.

My Friend Kelly texted me asking if we wanted to join them at a house party, some friends of theirs from their Wine Tasting Club were having a party and invited them over. She asked if they minded if they invited us along and they said “Of Course!”

As it turned out these friends of theirs were loaded rich, huge house on the lake, 6 Bedrooms, a Dance Studio, Home Gym, Wine Room, just gorgeous.

They had cleared out the dining room and made it the dance floor, open bar with professional bartenders, catered hors d’oeuvres, the works.

Being New Years we dressed up, I was wearing a dark red/Burgundy cocktail dress with Black Nylons and Heels, I must say, I was looking pretty damn Hot! Lol.

The party was awesome, really broad mix of people and ages ranging from 20’s to 60s.

[FFM] The Threesome

I’m going to come back and talk more about my exploratory weekend with Mary another time, you can read the first two stories [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ei4665/ff_my_first_time_with_a_woman_my_roommate/) and [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eiccu8/ff_my_first_time_with_a_woman_my_roommate_part_2/). I saw a few comments and received several PM’s wanting to know if I ever brought Tim into a threesome with Mary. The answer is yes.

To give you a TLDR in Feb 2006 I had an exploratory weekend with my roommate who was a Lesbian. Tim was my boyfriend at the time who lived in Boston while he was in law school so we only saw each other every few weeks either when I went to see him or when he came to see me.

My Beautiful, Dark, Twisted Fantasy – Pt1 (MF) (Rough) (Light MDom) (Allusions to CNC) (Oral)

*”It started out gentle, but how do you tell an inherently loud creature to shush? Do you breathe a threat of consequence in their ear or cup a hand over their mouth?”*

*”Neither”.*

Now, I understood what you meant when you said you’d use soft fabric to keep me quiet…

But let’s start at the beginning.

I am wearing our favorite outfit. It is nothing sexy: black leggings, crisp white tank top, and a gray lightweight jacket. Underneath it is a more sexy surprise, black lace panties and a matching bra that barely held my ample breasts in place.

As always, you are polite when you answer the door and greet me warmly as you let me in. We haven’t done this in a while, but now that it is just you and I, you push me up against the wall and your lips are on mine, muffling my moans while your hands rub down my front. You slip your hand under the waistband of my pants and your fingers skim the lace of my panties.