The Book of Jennifer – Chapter 3

CHAPTER 3

After awhile I realized that my fantasies would never be real. We’ve been talking for almost a month, but I haven’t even touched her. Not even her hand or something. Slowly my fantasies start to fade. For a week I went back to the simple form of satisfaction that every other single college student had. The internet. I didn’t want to get my hopes up for something that was literally impossible. But that train of thought didn’t stay long.

It was a Saturday night. I was crashed out on the couch watching a movie I was barely paying attention to. I had a notebook in my lap that I was writing in. That notebook would be the foundation for what would later be my first novel. On the side table my phone vibrated. I finished writing the paragraph and picked it up. It was a snap from Jennifer.

I waited for it to load and opened it. It was Jennifer looking at the camera with puffy eyes that looked like she’d been crying. The caption read “I think I’m going to get fired”. The picture caught me off guard and responded with a selfie captioned “Why do you look like you’re crying?” I saw the sent symbol appear and within seconds it turned into read. A few seconds later I get a reply: “It’s because I was crying”.

[FFM] Getting Clean, Then Getting Dirty

My wife and I have been getting off on sharing some of our older kinky adventures [Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/74lzxn/mfm_our_first_time_marking_one_of_the_fantasies/) and [Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/756ycb/mfwife_wants_to_be_used/). I think inspired by that, my wife initiated an adventure last night!

**The Set Up**

My wife had a friend visiting from out of town for a few days this weekend. This is one of her best friends, someone I know really well. She’s very liked minded with my wife and someone I’ve always been very comfortable around.

On Friday night we all went with a big group of friends. After a few hours at the pub, my wife and the friend go off to another bar with one group of friends, I stay at the first bar to talk with some other friends I’d met up. Didn’t think much of it, told them I’d meet them back at home in an hour (it was close to closing time anyway)

The hour passes, and I head home. The house seems empty and quiet, but I see the purses strewn about the sofa. I head upstairs – planning to put my PJs on – figuring they ran out to get a pizza or something. When I get to my bedroom, the shower is on. Thinking it’s my wife, I knock on the door.

My best friend’s older sister [MF] [repost]

I hope everyone enjoys it. My best friend John and I grew up together. We were best friends since about the age of three or four. Our dad’s are best friends, our families went on vacation together often. If our parents went out of town my sister and I would stay with his family and he and his sisters with us if his parents travelled.
John had two older sisters, Beth that is six years older than me and Christine who is five years older than me. Both girls are pretty, and smart and kind but Christine was a goddess. She was one of the most popular girls in school and was a cheerleader, and played volleyball and ran track all through junior high and high school.
The girls used to babysit for us if our parents went out. I always preferred Christine to Beth. There was something special about her. As I got older and into girls, I figured out what it was. She basically became my favorite masturbation fantasy. Christine is about six inches shorter than me, I’m six feet tall, has dirty blonde/light brown hair, big brown eyes, full pouty lips, perfect little breasts, and a beautiful full round firm ass.
Fast forward to between my freshman and sophomore year in college and I was 19. Another family friend’s daughter was getting married. The wedding and reception was being held in a town 30 minutes away because it was bigger and had a suitable venue in a hotel where people could get rooms for the night and it was closer to an airport for out of town guests.
I hadn’t seen Christine for a couple of years after she had graduated from college and moved away. When I saw her at the wedding she looked even more beautiful than I remembered. She looked, to me, like a princess all made up and in a sexy but elegant dress. She came alone as she’d broken up with her boyfriend two months before.
The wedding was fine but the reception was great. (Isn’t that always the case?) Christine spent some time at the beginning talking with family and friends she had not seen since she moved away then after dinner she hung out with John and me, dancing,drinking, singing and being fun and tipsy silly. It was great, really.
Towards the end of the evening, the DJ played a slow song and Christine grabbed my hand and said to come dance with her. How could I say no? It didn’t take long to feeling her incredible body against me before my dick was hard as steel abd pressing against her Embarrassed I moved back slightly so my hard on wouldn’t be pushing into her. She looked up at me and moved back against me then rested her head in me for the rest of the song. I was in heaven.
After the song, things carried on as before. At the end of the evening as the party broken up Christine asked what I was going to do. I told her since I couldn’t get I to the hotel bar with the others I was probably going back to my room. She said why don’t I come to her room. We can have a few drinks and talk there. Sounds great I told her and she gave me her room number. She went to talk to some people and for a few minutes and left.
I left shortly after too and went to my room, used the bathroom and looked forward to hanging out with her for a while as I made my way to her room. I knocked softly, almost shyly, and she opened the door and let me in. After closing it she said hi and was happy we could hang out. Then pulled my head down to hers and gave me the most passionate wonderful kiss I’d ever experienced. She broke the kiss and looked at me and said, we don’t have to do this if you think you don’t want to and it will be weird or something. I told her I did want to and pulled her close and kissed her again.
We made out as she guided me to the bed sitting me down on it. She looked up at me and smiled as she undid my pants and pulled my shoes and pants off kneeling between my legs. All I could think was I am going to get a blow job from a princess. She still looked so beautiful from the wedding.
I was already hard enough to break rocks with my cock when she started giving me the best head I’d ever had. Licking and sucking the head, tonguing my peehole and licking my balls before taking me all the way into her mouth and sucking me and using her hand on me. She stopped and looked at me and said Oh my God, Brian your cock is THICK! I said I that that ok and she said YES! Now I’m only a little over six inches long but my dick is FAT.
Christine went back to sucking me and she was good at it. I probably only lasted five minutes before I felt the urge to squirt. I told her I was going to cum expecting her to pull off because I’d never had a girl let me cum in her mouth before. She just moaned and moved her mouth up to my big mushroom head and started stroking me as she sucked the head. I started squirting and she kept going. When I cum I squirt A LOT! Think porn movie cum shots. Christine was able to keep most of it in her mouth and swallow it. What leaked out on to her chin she wiped on the bedspread. After swallowing my huge load she took my hands and stood me up kissing me deeply letting me taste my cum on her tongue.
She then looked at me and said it was her turn. Telling me to finish undressing as she unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. Standing there in her bra and panties as she let her hair down she looked beautiful and sexy like when I used to stare at her in her bikini all the time, but better.
She undid her bra exposing her fantastic little perky round breasts and dusky brown little nipples. We started kissing again, my hands all over her tits. I started kissing and sucking them while she took her panties off. She brought my hand down to her pussy. It was smooth. This surprised me as shaving wasn’t nearly as popular then as it is now and I’d never seen a shaved pussy in person. Feeling the smooth slickness turned me on incredibly.
We moved back to the bed. She layed down with her legs open and up a little and pushed my face down. I started licking and kissing her smooth firm thighs working my way towards my dream girl’s pussy. When I got close I inhaled deeply taking in her scent. She smelled STRONG, very strong, a little stinky even but to me it was the best pussy I’d ever smelled.
I started licking and kissing her labia, sucking her clit dipping my tongue into her tunnel to taste every bit of her. She opened her legs more and pulled them up and said eat my ass out Brian. I’d never done it before but I didn’t hesitate. Her sexy little brown butthole smelled and tasted like, well ass, and I fucking loved it. I licked kissed and tongue fucked Christine’s asshole before going back to her pussy and eating her until she orgasmed.
I moved up and wrapped her in my arms. We kissed and cuddled and explored each other’s bodies with our hands. After a short while she asked Brian will you fuck me? Yes!! Of course I would. I told her I didn’t have a condom. She said it was ok because she was on the pill. She asked if I’d ever had sex without a condom. I told her no. She said I’d love it. It was amazing. It was/is.
Kissing I moved between her thighs, she took my thick cock in her hand and lined me up to her slick bare pussy and guided me into her. She moaned LOUD! I stopped and asked if she was ok. She said better than ok she’d never had a cock this thick in her before. I kept pushing slowly in feeling her hot, tight, sticky wet pussy give way to me until I was in all the way.
I held it there before we started making slow sweet love while we made out. After a few minutes she told me to fuck the shit out of her. I lifted and spread her legs and started pumping her hard and fast with my fat dick. My balls, wet from her pussy, bumping against her slick ass. Looking down I noticed “pussy cream” all over my dick as I watched it going in and out. That as new and very hot to me.
I alternated between slow and then fast making her beautiful little tits bounce while we fucked. Slowing to allow me to try and keep control. I couldn’t control it anymore and told Christine I was going to cum soon. Do it baby, she told me. I want your cum so bad!
I fucked her hard and fast a few more strokes before burying my dick deep as I could and let it throb and pulse, shooting a giant load of hot, sticky cum inside her as we kissed both of us moaning. I stayed inside her as we kissed and softly touched each other until my cock slipped out.
She had move so she could adjust herself and look at her pussy in the mirror. Whoa! She said. What I asked? She said she’d never seen it so stretched out looking with so much cum leaking out then giggled.
We cuddled more and kissed and talked. I told her I loved her and always had. She said she knew that and she cared for me like a brother but obviously more than that.
We stayed together all night, and fucked with her on top regular and reverse cowgirl and me behind her so I could see and play with her perfect phat ass and sexy little brown asshole. We did more oral and 69. She made me love eating ass. I left late in the night/early in the morning so she could get ready to go to the airport.
I didn’t see her again for ten years. She moved further away got married and divorced to military officer that cheated on her repeatedly (idiot). Married and divorced again to a guy that was emotionally abusive to her (asshole) and finally met a guy and had a kid.
When I did see her again we got together for lunch. Talked and laughed and caught up. Neither of us mentioning the most fantastic night of my life. When we were leaving I was hard as we hugged. She didn’t pull away again kissed me on the cheek. I haven’t seen her since.
I changed our names in the story. Obviously, we talked a lot that night and I can’t remember verbatim everything we said. The things I included I do remember vividly and have used it when I masturbate many many times since then like calling me baby and telling me she wanted my cum.
I hope you enjoyed my sharing of the hottest sex I’ve ever had. I don’t know if anyone has questions but if you want to DM me I’d be happy to answer them. I’ve never shared this before but it is hot to think about talking about it with others.

The Book of Jennifer – Chapter 2

CHAPTER 2

Talking to Jennifer after class has become a regularity on both our schedules. We both had a lot in common and often spent the following hours once class was dismissed in conversation. Although we did get a few weird looks here and there, for the most part there was nothing weird about it. To my dismay, we were nothing more than a student and a professor talking. That is until one specific day on the third week of school.

We were walking down the usual path to her office. It took us about fifteen minutes to get there and once we were inside she would put on her formal voice and I would kick my feet up and we’d shoot the shit. Talking about games or books or movies. We just clicked. This particular day we were talking about an art house film when she pulled out her phone and started typing. I was in the middle of making my point when she cut me off.

“Oh my god,” she said as she sprang up. “I forgot to tell you. I finally got Snapchat.”

Magic Mirror [AF][short][voyeur]

Ugh, what an awful day. Family, friends, colleagues, customers – you name it, they’d treated me like crap, and in this heat too. I dumped my bag and dropped onto my bed. I needed some stress relief, and one fantasy never failed to help. “Mirror mirror on the wall, show me the hot girl across the hall” I quipped, grinning to myself as I lay back.

No sooner had my head hit the pillow than I jumped right back up straight. Convinced I must be dreaming, but unwilling to test it in case I woke up, I sat transfixed at my mirror. The image no longer reflected my untidy bedroom, and instead held a picture of the very fantasy I was preparing to indulge in. My gorgeous neighbour, slowly stripping off from the heat.

I couldn’t help but get excited at the view; real or not I was definitely going to enjoy this to it’s full. From frequent meetings in the hall I was familiar with her work uniform – tight pencil skirt and blouse – so I knew that her legs & figure were fantastic, but that was only the beginning.

Magic Mirror [AF][short][voyeur]

Ugh, what an awful day. Family, friends, colleagues, customers – you name it, they’d treated me like crap, and in this heat too. I dumped my bag and dropped onto my bed. I needed some stress relief, and one fantasy never failed to help. “Mirror mirror on the wall, show me the hot girl across the hall” I quipped, grinning to myself as I lay back.

No sooner had my head hit the pillow than I jumped right back up straight. Convinced I must be dreaming, but unwilling to test it in case I woke up, I sat transfixed at my mirror. The image no longer reflected my untidy bedroom, and instead held a picture of the very fantasy I was preparing to indulge in. My gorgeous neighbour, slowly stripping off from the heat.

I couldn’t help but get excited at the view; real or not I was definitely going to enjoy this to it’s full. From frequent meetings in the hall I was familiar with her work uniform – tight pencil skirt and blouse – so I knew that her legs & figure were fantastic, but that was only the beginning.

Magic Mirror [AF][short][voyeur]

Ugh, what an awful day. Family, friends, colleagues, customers – you name it, they’d treated me like crap, and in this heat too. I dumped my bag and dropped onto my bed. I needed some stress relief, and one fantasy never failed to help. “Mirror mirror on the wall, show me the hot girl across the hall” I quipped, grinning to myself as I lay back.

No sooner had my head hit the pillow than I jumped right back up straight. Convinced I must be dreaming, but unwilling to test it in case I woke up, I sat transfixed at my mirror. The image no longer reflected my untidy bedroom, and instead held a picture of the very fantasy I was preparing to indulge in. My gorgeous neighbour, slowly stripping off from the heat.

I couldn’t help but get excited at the view; real or not I was definitely going to enjoy this to it’s full. From frequent meetings in the hall I was familiar with her work uniform – tight pencil skirt and blouse – so I knew that her legs & figure were fantastic, but that was only the beginning.

Ariel takes on four [Group]

Four cocks, six loads. Four whiskey slaps. Two Andrews.

But let’s back up.

It took a long time to arrange this. At one point, we had an entirely different group of guys. I’ve posted about Ariel twice now – we’ve been getting together regularly since mid-September. We’ve had two threesomes (both MFM) and are now looking to cross my fantasy (FFM) off the list. However, in between these, I wanted to treat her to a gangbang.

Group sex is hard to organize. Getting responses is tough in the first place. I’m well aware my own local subreddits either hate me because I’ve been successful in meeting women, or they believe I’m making everything up. Which, sure, I can understand how someone’s good fortune may be frustrating. I like to write about my adventures because in a lot of ways I’m an exhibitionist. I’m terrified of being recognized by colleagues or friends, so I keep myself unidentifiable in photos (tattoos and a scar make it hard) but stories give me a lot more freedom. That being said, they’re absolutely 100% true. And if Brian, Andrew, or Andrew want to chime in here, they’re welcome to!
So yeah, finding participants is tough. Some guys hilariously send a message simply saying, “Tits?” Yes, dude. She has tits. Next!

The Book of Jennifer – Chapter 1

PROLOGUE

My name is Tyler Kane. I’m a writer. And have been for a very long time. Since I was a kid, I’ve been obsessed with writing. Making stories out of everything from real life events to deep fantasies and often a combination of the two.

I write mostly horror or thriller novels now, but my love for writing started in high school. Senior year. When I started writing erotica. But not just run of the mill fantasies. I decided that I would keep a book for every relationship I have and, in it, detail the events of said relationship. Happy to say after all these years, I have had some truly euphoric relationships. Ones that I look fondly back on. And so I decided that writing them and keeping them to myself wasn’t enough.

I will publish my writings for free for the people of the internet. So you too can live life through my eyes. (At least the good parts.) But to keep it orderly I will release one book at a time. One for each relationship. Because I have to type out all these based on my notebook writings, I will not release them in order of occurrence. Rather the order in which I type them. The following chapters depict my relationship with Jennifer. Enjoy.

[FM] Submersing Myself Into Submission: The Introduction

What started as an innocent fantasy, lingering in the darkest depths of my subconscious, only making its presence known through the vulnerability of my dreams, has now awoken something inside of me. Something so sinister yet sensual. Something which has now taken a life of its own. Something fighting to escape through every inch of my body, my soul, my mind. Leaving any fleeting chance that I had of repression behind as I come to the realization that I no longer have control. That I no longer need control. That I no longer want control. And that I welcome, with open arms, the submission that ensues.

I was instructed (to put it nicely) to chronicle the events that lead up to and later fostered this submersion into submission, and I plan to do just that, in great detail, as to both help myself relive this ongoing and ever-changing experience and to make an attempt as to somehow assess and analyze this submissive creature I’m becoming.

As this is just a mere introduction into the unknown that is my life, I am simply testing the waters with this post. Never have I written something in this tone nor documented my life in the first person for anyone, myself included, to read. So please bear with me and savor this as the appetizer for what is to come from further posts.