Dominated in Vegas in Front of My Friends [MFF]

For my 25th Bday my girlfriends and I took a trip to Las Vegas for my first visit. I was single, going through an ‘off again’ period with my now husband and also through an exceptionally slutty phase in my life.

We got a great deal on a room with an amazing view overlooking the strip with 3 bedrooms and a balcony. The girls and I spent most of our days drinking, some light gambling, and caught a few typical touristy shows. It wasn’t until the 3rd night that we thought how fun it’d be to go to a male strip club. Magic Mike style. The girls I was with were no strangers to kink and were very sex positive so the whole trip felt like a safe space with no drama.

One of the girls mentioned how we could just request a private dancer to come to our suite and we all agreed that was a great idea. There were 4 of us and we were already stocked on alcohol and weed in the room. The tequila shots started to flow as the music bumped and we all started to get loose and rowdy.

Perfect Mother – Part 1 [1/2]

Disclaimer: Contains strong brainwashing/mind control elements. I’m reposting chapter 1 since I’m resuming the ongoing ‘perfect family’ series. ‘Perfect Little Sister’ is complete and is readable now. All links below. Enjoy

**Perfect Mother**

**Chapter 1**

The clock hit midnight. I squeezed my eyes shut.

The house was silent except for the drone of the news in the living room. After years of the TV never being switched off and hearing the same rotation of news anchors and reporters, my ears had become accustomed to the chatter, morphing it to silence instead.

Everything was perfectly timed. I had just turned eighteen ten seconds ago and I had just completed my invention a day before that.

Now it was time to test it out and never look back.

I walked out of my room, passed the stacks of cardboard boxes and stepped over the gruel on the floor, knocking several empty bottles of alcohol as I made my way through the living room.

I frowned when I saw the rain splattering through the hole in the roof, once a tiny circle, now a medium-sized crater, the sole bucket under the hole not wide enough to hold back the merciless downpour.

[FMM] When you find that perfect, big cock, you never want to let go

This is a continuation of my previous story you can find on my profile! Again, this is long so feel free to skip to any of the sexy parts but if you like the slow burn and all the context, please read on! Again, I did fictionalize some of the details and some of the story just to keep it more anonymous but the sexy details and my feelings throughout are what I remember!

**BACKGROUND**

I am the naughty Caring Neighbour that everyone dreams of! [25F]

A week ago now I was cleaning my apartment and had to go down to take the trash out. I was wearing a skimpy outfit due to the heat wave. The outfit being a small urban outfitters top, a size too small for me exposing more of my small/ medium breasts and shorts that ride up my little bit larger than average ass. Showing the jiggling when I walk. I walked over to the trash cans outside the apartment building and made eye contact with an older man in a white pick up but kept walking to leave trash by the dumpsters and head back to the door to grab my second load. When walking back the second time a younger guy had stepped out of the pick ups passenger seat and was now leaning on the truck smoking a cigarette with his eyes on me. I love attention, I pretended he wasn’t there so he could get a good look of me from behind. He ended up asking if I needed help, in which I denied and he helped anyway.

The First Try; or Princely CUM-uppance [High Fantasy][Long Read][Warning:NONCON][MMMM]

“God’s forbid I get a break, eh?” Nikolo growled to himself, his face red and breaths labored. Blood ran down towards his head, his vision still blurred from the sudden shock of being pulled up violently by the snare trap binding his legs together. Prince Nikolo was not always the filth laden wretch hanging like bait he’d become. There was a time his name was met with great admiration, if not, at least insincere reverence. He was the eldest son of the Bartolome dynasty. A line that withstood centuries of rule in the kingdom of Carsollan. Few rulers could claim such success in the wildest nation in the land of Adam. Many more however could attest to their shared avarice in the age of peace that spread across the continent. For the first time in over a thousand years, the five great nations spilled no blood against each other. Enjoying a period of unified hate. Indeed, while the man, the elf and the dwarf held hands in song, it was a war song against the orcs, satyrs and their kin that called the untamed wilds home. The catalyst of this union was a revolution, and revolution would spread as well. It revealed the cruelty of house Bartolome. Their greed and excess in the absence of their former proud and generous patriarchs came to light. Thus, as rebels overwhelmed the guards and stormed the palace grounds, the prince escaped. Leaving behind his family, fearing only for his life.

accidentally hooked up with my mate’s dad [Update 2] [MM]

This happened a couple weeks ago and I have held off posting it because there was so much good advice on the last post recommending to steer clear, but I still slipped up anyway. In the interest of continuity I’m going to post this last update and promise myself and the readers that this will be the last time something like this happens. You can find the first part [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xude1g/i_accidentally_hooked_up_with_my_mates_dad_mm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button) and the second part [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xxuwa1/i_accidentally_hooked_up_with_my_mates_dad_update/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button). Reading those will help for context.

So my friend’s dad texted me a couple days after the last time we met up and told me he had the house to himself. After reading the advice of a bunch of Redditors who are wiser than I am (thanks by the way) I decided to tell him the way he treated me like his son actually made me a bit uncomfortable since I am good friends with his son, and that the whole thing just left a bad taste in my mouth (literally and metaphorically). He seemed to understand where I was coming from and said he would check back in with me later on to see if I’d changed my mind.

My [M35] conservative wife [F32] [MF]

My wife and I have been married for 10 years now. She was born and bred in pakistan and only came to the uk after we got married. I was born and lived my whole life in the uk. We are from a conservative Muslim family and had an arranged marriage.

I was her first and only partner and took her virginity a few months after marriage. In pakistan she was from a small village and had never been with anybody else nor did she ever have the desire. She went to an all girls school and college and the only men she was around was her father and cousins.

Since we’ve been married the majority of time she’s only ever been around me and the men from my family so very limited contact with any outsiders (her choice, not mine. I’ve tried to get her to interact more with other people but she just never wanted to).

Shortly before our youngest son was born I got the idea of wanting to see her with another man. I tried to keep it a secret for as long as I could but eventually i was unable to sleep for weeks on end and started having high blood pressure. During the night all I would think about was watching her getting fucked and I watched porn imagining it was my wife.

A wild night out at the club [MF]

My wife is stunningly beautiful. She is 5′ 9″ tall and has a very athletic build from years of playing soccer in college. We have been married 5 years and enjoy a very active and hot sex life. We each share our fantasies with the other although we have never actually followed up with them in real life. Tonight that will end. Trish sent me a short video of her as I was driving home today. She was in her very sexy lace bra and matching g string. Her ass is round and firm and hides the string very well. She told me in the video to meet her at the local club after I change clothes. I’m too sit apart from her and watch what happens tonight. My fantasy of watching her flirt and act like a slut in a club will come true tonight.
I arrived at the club and it was getting crowded as always. I walked in and found my wife sitting across the room at a high top table. She looks amazing. She wore her mini skirt that barely covers her ass along with a tank top that you can clearly see the lace through. There were two men chatting with her as she smiled at them and flirted. One of them asked her to dance so she got up and moved to the dance floor with him. She put her arms around his neck, her breast rubbing his chest as they swayed back and forth. I watched him ease his hand from the middle of her back to her ass. He smiled when she did not put up a fight. His hand eased under her skirt, touching her bare ass. I could see an ample bulge forming in his pants. My own cock was rock hard watching my wife seduce him on the dance floor. She reach down and cupped his election gently. She looked over at me as I nodded my approval. I have seen the look in her eyes many times of the fire she was feeling in her pussy. She led him behind the stage to a storage area. I followed from a distance and watched as she kissed him passionately. His hands were un her skirt ,pulling her into his hard cock. She unzipped his pants, freeing his cock. It was throbbing hard as she knelt and took it into her mouth. I freed my own cock, stroking it as I watched her expertly blow his cock. After a few minutes, he suddenly pulled her up and turned her around as he pushed her bent over a table. He yanked her g string to the side and plunged his fingers into her hot pussy. He finger fucked her for a moment and then rubbed her pussy juice onto his hard cock. He shoved his cock into her waiting pussy, grabbing her hair as he pounded her. I could see the lust in her eyes as she orgasmed over and over. The floor under them getting wet from her juices. He pulled out and shoved his cock into her mouth to finish. As he moaned, she opened her mouth, showing me his load before she swallowed it. I came at that moment, shooting multiple streams of come onto the floor.
Later after we returned home, we fucked the rest of the night. I could still taste his cum in her mouth as we kissed.

While at Starbucks [FM, Cheating, Age gap, Public]

She was bored, the 30-something married mom of 3 took an extra day off, the kids were at school.

Unfortenately her husband still had to work and she didn’t really know what to do with her day.

After a long shower she decided to do a little dress up. She took her sexiest dress and put it on. A little lipstick and then off for a walk. She wanted to show off her curves today. She was already turned on when she woke up. While walking to the nearest Starbucks she got a call from her husband. He asked where she was. She replied with ‘’Just walking to Starbucks’’. He told her he was going to finish up work early and wanted to meet her at Starbucks in about an hour and a half. Gladly she agreed.

The elf noblewoman and the goblins [fantasy][fantasy creatures]

Essia trudged through the field the churned up mud soaking wetly through her finely made wyvern hide boots. Was there ever a less elven word than trudged she thought. She was a noblewoman of the river elf clan. One such as she was not supposed to trudge. A high borne elf lady should be a picture of grace yet her exhausted progress across the field could only be described as trudging.

In truth she still moved with an elegant precision most humans would envy but she no longer avoided every puddle, her grey leggings were stained with mud and her progress was slow.

Her task was also Ill suited to one of a noble house: retrieving her arrows from the filthy aftermath of the battle. Had she been closer to the elvish lands she would have had a servant retrieve her arrows or simply left them confidant they would be replaced.

As it was Essia was a lone elf amid the army of men, a long way from her lands and with no way to replenish her supply of the enchanted elf made arrows. Sighing she plucked the bright white shafts from her fallen targets and cleaned them with a woolen cloth before replacing the shafts in the blue leather quiver that rode high on her slender back.