[MF] The Will and Amy Chronicles – Chapter 5 – Chasing Amy

This is the fifth and final instalment of The Will and Amy Chronicles. If you would like to read the preceding parts the links are below:

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dl0po5/mf_the_will_and_amy_chronicles_chapter_1_internet/)

[Chapter 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dn3rsf/mf_the_will_and_amy_chronicles_chapter_2_the/)

[Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/doxq2q/mf_the_will_and_amy_chronicles_chapter_3_begging/)

[Chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dsokis/mf_the_will_and_amy_chronicles_chapter_4_the_work/)

As mentioned with Chapter 4 this instalment isn’t a graphic story, so apologies if that is what you’re after. I assume most people visiting this sub want more of the details of liaisons and less of the build up/feelings involved. But I started this story here, so it seems right to finish it here too.

**Chasing Amy**

Amy had told me numerous times that she never knew how she felt about someone until she meets them, to see if that spark is there in reality. The idea that you could fall for someone without meeting was alien to her. Whereas for my part, I believe in people and think that if you are honest and genuine in your interactions, then it is entirely possible to fall head over heels for someone without ever being in the same room. With that said, the highlight of my entire trip away wasn’t the sights I managed to get around to seeing. It wasn’t the significantly nicer temperature and lack of rain. It certainly wasn’t the ridiculous hours and crazy workload. It was the fact that whilst I was there Amy and I had a genuine discussion about meeting. I’d known I wanted to for seemingly an eternity, but I hadn’t wanted to be so forward to press the matter. We had briefly flirted with the idea of her visiting me in Barcelona but that was just sheer fantasy on her part, even though it would have been sheer perfection to me.

Becoming his slut pt.1 [MF] [Oral] [Exhibitionist]

“Who’s a good little whore?” Ronaldo asked as he balled Melissa’s hair into a bun and mercilessly thrust his cock in and out of her throat.

It was the same fantasy, day after day, for nearly three weeks. The two had not been together since he left on a business trip three weeks prior. Melissa was bursting with anticipation built up by imagining what their reunion would be like.

Bzzzz. Her phone vibrated in her lap, interrupting her thoughts. It was another text from Ronaldo who was battling with a fantasy of his own. He and Melissa had been exchanging ideas and sexting for what seemed like hours.

Melissa looked over at the clock. It was 1:30. Just a few more hours. She’d finish work at 4:30 and be free to get everything her body was begging for.

“This is what you wanted? Me fucking your face like the dirty slut you are?” She could hear Ronaldo’s deep voice in her ear as clearly as if he were actually there.

Imagining his rough tone made her clit throb even harder and she squeezed her legs together beneath her desk to ease the torture unfolding between her thighs. She needed to get home to her man quickly.

Hannah’s Innocence Lost (mf, Fm, Ff first) Part 1/2

“Ready to go, stud?” Jennifer Cox said to her 15-year-old son Adam.

Adam blushed, but his cock twitched a little. “Yeah.”

Out the front door and into the car they went. Adam rode shotgun as his mother drove to the Interstate. Twenty minutes down I-40 and a few twists and turns into the West Meade neighborhood and they were pulling into a driveway.

Adam’s heart raced, and his 4-inch cock hardened as he anticipated what he’d be doing. Jennifer and Adam were part of the latest trend in parenting. Moms and dads were making blind dates for their young teenagers to help them learn about sex.

Jennifer met Lisa Strong through an Internet site that helped families find each other when their children were ready for sexual congress. Lisa’s 14-year-old daughter Hannah was developing and feeling sexual urges. Lisa told Jennifer that Hannah was masturbating and probably fooling around during sleepovers with other girls. Lisa felt it was time for her daughter to go to the next level with a boy.

For Adam, this was his seventh blind date with a young virgin. He’d enjoyed the others immensely, and his mother had coached him on his technique. He was confident he’d be better than ever today.

Losing my virginity and living out my ultimate fantasy [MF]

When I was 19, I was a freshman in college still getting over the heartbreak of things not working out with my high school sweetheart, and it was especially painful for me when Valentine’s Day rolled around for obvious reasons. Because of her religion, we never had sex, and I felt an intense longing to lose my virginity, but I’ve never been the best at engendering relationships with the opposite sex, so the thought occurred to me to hire an escort for the occasion. So I went to the escorts section of Backpage (it was still a thing back then) to find one who I liked.

I eventually settled on a curvy 26 (or so I thought) blonde named Taylor (which was just an alias) and sent her a text asking to schedule an incall. We scheduled a 30-minute one (which was all I could afford) at the Quality Inn where she stayed for 2:00 PM that day after I got out of class. Because I didn’t have my driver’s license yet, I had to take the bus all the way to the other side of town about 5-10 miles and walk an additional stretch in the pouring rain to get to the hotel. When I got there I sat in the hotel lobby only to get a text from her saying that she’d be late because of work and that she had to delay our little get-together until 3. So I went and dinked around in the nearby library for an hour before then, and she texted me her room number and I went up to it and knocked on the door.

Testing King [MF] [piv] [oral] [male sex robot]

Not long ago, the act of satisfying a woman was subject to endless theories, tricks, techniques, and taboos. Men often obsessed over it while women agonized over it. Many people thought they knew how to go about it. Some of that knowledge was actually valid. However, there always seemed to be an intractable difference between lovers.

Men wanted to please their female partners.

Women wanted their male partners to please them every bit as much.

Neither seemed capable of communicating, let alone understanding, the process that went into a mutually satisfying experience.

That was exactly what Kelly Kyler worked to change. As a co-founder and lead tester of Ideal Companions – a rapidly-growing company in the emerging market for sex robots – she’d dedicated her life to bridging that intractable gap. Today marked another step in that arduous process.

“King Model 2.8, activate and run base protocol,” said Kelly in authoritative, yet excited voice.

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 6-7 [MF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 5 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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Part 2 – Sigrid

Six

Sigrid left the argument behind her. As soon as it was declared that she was not needed until morning she had left them behind. The voices penetrated through the thick oaken door and it was clear that Jarl was losing.

*Not my problem*, Sigrid thought and headed out of the building.

The large bell tower had just struck noon and the campus was filled with students about to embark on wherever their Cleansingday plans were bringing them. Sigrid knew where she was going on her unexpected day off. She headed down the hill on the small avenue that led to all the strange bookshops. Last time they passed she had been certain that one of the books looked at her. She stopped for a second and inspected the ground where Jarl stopped every time they passed. She could see nothing different about it. The path was regular square flagstones of some rough variety. Grass covered both sides of the path and a few old trees stood crooked, almost leaning away from the College.

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 6-7 [MF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 5 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story.

Chapter 1

[https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/cyb5y9/an_ode_to_uncertainty_chapter_1_mfdubconfantasy/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/cyb5y9/an_ode_to_uncertainty_chapter_1_mfdubconfantasy/)

Chapter 2

[https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/d0f2l6/an_ode_to_uncertainty_chapter_2_mffantasy/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/d0f2l6/an_ode_to_uncertainty_chapter_2_mffantasy/)

Chapter 3

[https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/d3s0pn/an_ode_to_uncertainty_chapter_3_mffantasymagic/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/d3s0pn/an_ode_to_uncertainty_chapter_3_mffantasymagic/)

Chapter 4

[https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/d6w1f8/an_ode_to_uncertainty_chapter_4_mfmfffantasy/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/d6w1f8/an_ode_to_uncertainty_chapter_4_mfmfffantasy/)

Chapter 5

[https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ddcogw/an_ode_to_uncertainty_chapter_5_mfmfffantasy/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ddcogw/an_ode_to_uncertainty_chapter_5_mfmfffantasy/)

Enjoy!

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# Part 2 – Sigrid

## Six

Sigrid left the argument behind her. As soon as it was declared that she was not needed until morning she had left them behind. The voices penetrated through the thick oaken door and it was clear that Jarl was losing.

*Not my problem*, Sigrid thought and headed out of the building.

The large bell tower had just struck noon and the campus was filled with students about to embark on wherever their Cleansingday plans were bringing them. Sigrid knew where she was going on her unexpected day off. She headed down the hill on the small avenue that led to all the strange bookshops. Last time they passed she had been certain that one of the books looked at her. She stopped for a second and inspected the ground where Jarl stopped every time they passed. She could see nothing different about it. The path was regular square flagstones of some rough variety. Grass covered both sides of the path and a few old trees stood crooked, almost leaning away from the College.

[Mfm] [cuck] An account of the wonderful night when I, a mature naturally dominant man (47), was asked to be a Bull for a young couple (26F, 28M) who wanted to try cuckolding

This is a true story.

I’m in my late 40’s. I’ve been a Dom for a long as I remember, but I’ve defined myself as a service Dom for about the last five years or so, since one of my subs pointed out that it’s a good description of my Domming style – I try to give my partners the best experience I can, and tailor the experience specifically to their wants and needs. I’ve also been Bull to a few couples, and wanted to have more experiences of that sort. So I created this Reddit account. Very soon after creating the account I made contact with a married couple. They were in their mid-20’s, had been together since they were in their teens, and had been married for five years. They had only had sexual experiences with each other, but were sexually adventurous. She was the more dominant one of the couple and they had started to play with BDSM, with him submitting to her. They had talked about cuckolding, and they both found the idea of a Bull exciting. She also found the idea of submitting to a more dominant man exciting, and she found older dominant men especially attractive.

My biggest fantasy is to be raped. I’m ashamed to say that because it’s not something a woman should admit.

My reluctance to say it out loud stems from a conversation I had once with a friend’s boyfriend in a pub. We were chatting about fantasises (you know the type, sex in public, Britney Spears in *that* school uniform) when he suddenly announced that it was every woman’s fantasy to be raped.

I thought it was the most misogynistic thing I’d ever heard because at that time, I saw rape as a woman being forced at knifepoint to have sex with a stranger in a dark alleyway somewhere. So why would any woman in her right mind want to endure that humiliation? No woman *wants* to be hurt and degraded like that.

But his words stayed with me and I was determined to prove him wrong in every relationship I had after that.

Every man I have been with knows that I’m no victim. I’m in control of all aspects of my life and I certainly don’t let anyone dictate to me what I should do: everything is done *my* way, especially sex.

A Train Fantasy [M+F] [Oral] [Cum]

Written one horny night, the first erotica I’ve written in a long time. Without further ado:

There’s this fantasy I’ve always had. It’s a bit naughty, so I hope you can handle it. You see, I like women and I like skirts. I really appreciate a woman wearing a skirt, but a specific type of skirt. It has to be knee length, loose but accentuate the curves, hugging them in just the right way. Below the knee skirts also work for me.

I’m on a train. A woman wearing the aforementioned skirt starts talking to me, inane chitchat, nothing serious. The train goes through a tunnel, the only light is a dim glow from the carriage. Our chitchat starts to get sexy, as if the lack of light turned a switch on and got us in the mood.

Before long, I’ve been invited to sit next to the sexy skirt wearing woman. Her hand reaches out to mine and we share a moment of mutual understanding and intimacy.