Tag: Fantasy

A Camping Surprise

My husband told me about a year ago he wanted to watch me with other men. About a month ago I told him I was game. And everything has changed since then. I feel like a completely new person. Our sex life has been amazing, and I’ve been fantasizing, which I never have before. I have, and will be, sharing true stories, but this fantasy was too good to not write down. Let me know if you like it and want to read more!

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I wake up to my husband peeling my thong off and burying his face between my legs. I feel my bare nipples budding up in the cold morning air. I’m disoriented and it takes me a moment to remember that we are in a tent. I can tell by how quiet it is outside that the sun must just be rising. We spend a few minutes with his tongue dancing around my clit. Then he slides two fingers in and I moan. What a nice way to wake up! He rises between my legs but makes no move to undress. “What are you doing?” I ask him. He just looks at me with a smirk on his face but doesn’t say a word. Read more »

[MFF] – My Repressed Catholic Girlfriend, her best friend and a sex game

I’ve written multiple stories about my girlfriend (now wife) so if you need more context and background, see any of my other posts in this subreddit. To recap the main points; Chelsea was raised in an ultra-strict household, typical hellion rebellious teenager, she remained a virgin in the front for years by partaking in anal sex among other things by her college boyfriend. She had a competition show-horse where she worked at the stables to help pay for the rent and feed. Had a best friend in a fellow co-worker at the stables named Lynsi. They were inseparable and whom she confided her darkest secrets with and vice-versa. Her friend had to get another job out of town and eventually they grew apart because of life but mostly it was the psycho boyfriend Lynsi started seeing. That’s the short-short version. Read more »

I cheated with Boyfriend’s best [F]riend

**Steven** a I are together from past three and a half-year. We live in Canada. He is 5’7ft white and muscular. We met at a music festival. He spilled his beer all over his shirt and took them off right away. When I saw his Greek god body and his tight abs, I fell in love. I wore nipple stickers that day, I was such a slut back then. Then we both got drunk, had sex, exchanged numbers and things went pretty well. I moved in with him.

Things common between us was, we are both crazy for sex. His fetishes are wild, and I love it. Sometimes we spend the whole day on the internet exploring and trying new kinks.

He is not very social. He only hangs with his buddy **Ryan.**

Ryan is 6ft tall dark and handsome. Steven is more into the bulky muscular body, but Ryan has a shredded aesthetic body. To be honest, sometimes Ryan turns me on. Read more »

[FM] Hooked up with a work colleague, realized I’m kinkier than I thought [Part 1]

I’m a female grad student in the sciences. I’ve been to a handful of conferences over the past few years, but this summer was the first time I met and fucked someone at one of them. It also happened to be my first sex outdoors and led to a lot of personal realizations about my sexuality. It’s kind of a long story, but I had to do it justice, for reasons that will become obvious at the end. Feel free to skip The Set-Up section if you want to go right to where it gets physical.

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**The Set-Up**

The week-long conference was my first time at one of the fancy, smaller meetings, where it’s mostly professors, and everyone gets drunk together and stays up late almost every night. As a bonus, it was located in a beautiful, remote, natural area. Technically speaking, I did know him (“S”) beforehand. Our advisors are collaborators, and for parts of our respective doctoral theses we’re working on different parts of the same big project. We’d been on a couple of big conference calls together, and emailed each other a few times to coordinate various aspects of our work. Based on these interactions, I thought he was reasonably attractive, pleasant to interact with, and competent at his work. However, I hadn’t felt sexually attracted to him, so I went into the conference not expecting anything, and not even thinking about the fact that I would be meeting him in person for the first time. Read more »

Tying up [M]y girl[F]riend for the first time and taking her anal virginity as well!

Even though my [2nd story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cczov3/using_the_magic_wand_on_my_coworker_girlfriend) wasn’t as popular as the first I still love sharing my stories with Stella.

This all takes place about 2-ish weeks after the second installment of our sexcapades, we both finish up both our semesters and Stella is about to head back home for Christmas out of state. Decide to throw one last hoorah before she goes back home for break. I decide to cook up something nice for the both of us. I decide to whip up some steak sandwiches with some garlic fries it celebrate our accomplishments these past months.

Stella arrived late afternoon at my place with her bags already packed and after our dinner we spent the entire night getting crossfaded on wine and dabs goofing around with each other watching bad movies and having non-stop sex. By the time we fell asleep that night we had pretty much stained my entire bed with her juices, I had to switch it out with a spare blanket so we’d have a fresh one to keep warm on this winter night. Our original intention was for Stella to leave mid morning but by the time we woke up we discovered there had been a full on snowstorm that night. Every car in my apartment lot (mine and hers included) we all covered in snow, you literally couldn’t tell which one was yours. Read more »

[MF] Fucking My Girlfriend’s Roommate

So this happened to me back in college. My girlfriend at the time, we’ll call her Kate, had an internship in the film industry and worked crazy hours. Sometimes when we had plans to hang out, she would have to cancel last minute due to working late or what have you. Usually, I would just go over to her apartment and hang out until she got home. We had not yet had sex at this point in our relationship, as we both agreed to wait for the right time.

Kate had this ridiculously hot roommate, who we’ll call Sam. Sam was athletic as hell, going to the gym almost daily. She had an ass that just would not quite, one that I still can’t get out of my head. She also had a nice set of tits that you could just tell by looking that them that they would look and feel amazing wrapped around your dick. I tried to never obviously check her out or look at her too long, since I wanted to resist temptation. We had a friendly relationship, as she would occasionally chill with me and Kate at the apartment Read more »

My Biggest Hotwife Fantasy [MMMFMM][STR8] – Hopefully Someday!

I invited a few friends over for a friendly poker game one Friday night after work. We setup a makeshift poker table in the dining room, and John and I start to count chips. We usually play a tournament of Texas Hold Em, $50 buy in, winner takes all. Nothing huge but a nice little purse if you win. Jerry sits down and he and John continue to split chips while I go help the Mrs get drinks and snacks around. Keith and Rick are already carrying food to our makeshift “barroom”.

As the Mrs prepares the drinks I joke that she should put on the sexy maid outfit we bought for the Halloween party and serve us our drinks and snacks on a platter like a good girl. She shrugs it off with a smirk and continues about her business. Read more »

Hey, Other Human [MF][fantasy][porn with plot][porn with feelings][gentle femdom]

*This is a chapter from a longer work by me that I’ve adapted to work as its own stand-alone story. I’ve previously posted another chapter [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/c38gx2/even_dungeons_can_be_pleasant_in_a_good_company/). The full story (WIP) can be found [here](https://archiveofourown.org/works/19054345), but you don’t need to read it to get the stand-alones.*

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Scandalous events were unfolding at Behem Castle.

Now if you told that to anyone in the entire kingdom, you’d be met with immediate incredulity. What, Behem? But that’s the most proper and respectable place in this whole proper and respectable country! All misbehaviour is efficiently culled there, thanks to the efforts of that stern and pious soul, the Lady of Behem, a true guardian of morality. Surely, you must be mistaken?

Not the least surprised would be the castle’s denizens themselves. These long hot days just after Midsummer looked to them perfectly ordinary. Even with that war going on less than a hundred miles away, the atmosphere here, within these well-guarded walls, was sleepy and stagnant. The soldiers kept their dull watch, posted along the battlements. The servants criss-crossed the grassy courtyard, going on about their respectable business. An elderly cook adjusted her apron and swept the dust off the kitchen’s threshold with an elderly broom. Then she leaned against the whitewashed wall, pleasantly cool in the deep blue shadow, and scrutinised this familiar space. Read more »

[F]ucking [M]y friend’s ex-boyfriend

*Charlie* was my friend’s boyfriend. Secretly I thought he was hot but I never told her. He was older. Shaggy, blonde hair. Short and thin. Charlie and I were friends and we had mutual friends outside of his girlfriend/my friend so it wasn’t uncommon for us to hang out at his place piled up in his room fighting over the comfy spots on his bed. Playing video games. Watching movies. Fairly typical stuff. I always felt this electric charge between us but I never brought it up and I made sure not to be alone with him. He wasn’t mine and she was my friend. Eventually they broke up and once that happened I decided it was time to fuck Charlie and see if there was any spark between us for real.
I made plans to hang out with Charlie. Maybe he had been feeling the raw lust between us too because that day I was the only one who went to his place. It started out normal. We sat on the floor, our backs leaned against his bed. I watched Charlie play a game and allowed myself to look at him. Really study him. The blonde stubble on his chin. The way the muscles in his hands flexed as he controlled his character. The anime tattoo on his bicep that peeked out from beneath the sleeve of his t-shirt when he moved. His blonde hair hanging down over his green eyes. For a while that continued. Me eyeing every part of him. His green eyes shifting from me to the screen. Until finally he sat the controller down and pulled me to his lap muttering “Fuck it.”
Our first kiss was anything but tender. It was hungry. Needy. Sinfully delicious. I had wanted to fuck him while he dated my friend and by the way he forced his tongue into my mouth I assumed he had felt the same way. I gripped his shoulders forcing him onto his back. He grunted and quickly flipped me over. His blonde hair hung over us as he held his head up to look at me. He smiled down at me running his hand along my jaw, down my neck and circling over my breast. I half-heartedly struggled beneath him to get back on top. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head, lowering his body to grind on me. The friction was actually annoying me more. I had no desire to participate in foreplay. I had imagined Charlie on top of me many times and in those fantasies we fucked hard, fast and rough. I bucked my hips underneath him to which he bit my neck and put enough of his weight on me that my chest felt compressed. The need for a deeper breath mixed with the pent up desire for him made me ache. I could feel myself already seeping into my panties.
Our power struggle for top continued as we flipped each other over, pulling off clothes as we went. Our shirts peeled off first. He jerked my skinny jeans down to my ankles and yanked them off. I forced down both his jeans and underwear. He rapidly unhooked my bra then shoved me on my back. His mouth was on me. Kissing. Trailing down my body, stopping to suck my nipples, leaving bite marks down my stomach. I squirmed underneath him. He flicked his tongue over my navel. His hands beginning to roll down my panties. His fingers found my wetness and he looked up at me. Watching my reaction as he explored me, pushing in two fingers and rubbing inside of me. His eyes burned into mine. The smirk on his face. Cocky as hell. My fantasy of Charlie was living up to expectations and I wanted him so badly my entire body pulsed.
He slowly pulled his fingers out and licked them. “Goddamn,” he breathed. “I have to fuck you now. Like right now.” He climbed back up on top of me spreading my legs apart and lowering himself against me. With one hand he held himself above me while he used the other hand to guide the head of his dick into me. He slowly slid the length of his shaft into me. His eyes closed and he threw his head up. He swore under his breath and dug his fingers into the carpet above my shoulders. He moved in me, slowly, sliding nearly all the way out then pushing back in as deep as his length would allow. His eyes opened and he looked at me for a brief second before his mouth pressed against mine. We kissed as he moved. Slowly. In. Out. Then he broke the kiss, panting. His breath ragged. He pushed into me with all his might. Deep as he could. Then I felt his cum hit the inside of me, his cock pulsing, filling me. His eyes snapped to me and his face was a mixture of “Oh shit” and “Fuck yes”. He pulled out of me quickly, hovering over me.
His face was flushed and I honestly couldn’t tell the origin of it. He crashed softly onto the floor beside me and rolled onto his side to look at me. For a minute just the sounds of us breathing filled the room. “Um, are you on the pill?” he asked me.
I didn’t see the point in lying to him. “No.”
He took a second to think about that. “Shit.” he finally said. The electricity between us was fizzling out. I could feel the awkwardness setting in. I remained on my back my head turned to look at him. All of that tension and this was it? I was trying my best to hide my disappointment. We finally fucked and it was not anything like I had imagined. I kept still, not reaching for my clothes, hoping he would put his hands on me. Make me cum too. But he didn’t. He reached for his clothes first. Standing up to put his jeans back. He tugged his shirt over his head, fluffing his hair then sat down with his back against the bed. I took the hint and put my clothes back on, a mixture of aggravation and disappointment brewing. I could see we weren’t going to talk about how quickly that went. And I wasn’t mad at him. I understood that it was an unavoidable thing at times and in ways maybe it was a compliment. He had wanted me as bad as I wanted him. My instincts weren’t wrong about that. I had fucked Charlie. My curiosity was satisfied at least. But my body felt tense. Worked up. No release. That was irritating.
I didn’t sit back down beside him. Instead I leaned over and kissed his cheek. He had already picked his controller back up and stuffed a wad of dip down in his bottom lip. He glanced up. “You leaving?”
“Yeah, I think I’m gonna head out.”
He nodded once. “Get home safe.”
I told him I would and then I let myself out. Walking down the steps, my phone already in my hand scrolling through my contacts. I landed on one and hit call. I wasn’t going home. Not just yet.

Fulfilling a Fantasy [MM] [First time] [anal]

Sex with a man. It’s a fantasy some straight guys have but few act on it. For quite a while I have thought about going through with it. I didn’t really have a fantasy guy picked out, except for one aspect… his cock. My fantasy guy had a big cock. I figured if I was going to go through with the fantasy I would go big or go home. I would talk to guys online and it would get me hot, but as soon as I blew my load that desire to try it out for real slipped away. Heather and I had talked about these fantasies at length; the idea of me hooking up with another guy was as big of a turn-on to her as her being with another woman was for me. Sometimes we would bring ass play into the bedroom and I went as far as buying a strapon for her to wear. Still, nothing happened beyond talking. I had pretty much concluded that it was always going to remain a fantasy, one not to be acted upon. Read more »