Monster in the Woods (MF, FF, bi, exhib, fist, group, public)

Alice was going dogging. At least that was what she planned to be doing that night. There was still time to chicken out. It had been on her radar ever since the revelation about the sex toy machine experiment. Apparently public sex turned her on more than anything else. She’d never been able to recreate that heavenly orgasm in any private setting – and god knows she’d tried. She owned all kinds of sex toys and dildos, she had been fucked in every which way by both men and women (a new development in her life) but nothing had even come close to the messy, squirming, slutty, life affirming experience in that strange testing center. She now knew that she wanted stranger’s eyes on her body, and last week she had realised that she’d be able to get it.

She had been in a play about swingers, and after a little bit of research, she had stumbled into the erotic underworld of ‘dogging’. People would drive to a public place like the woods or a field, and they’d have sex with strangers – sometimes multiple strangers. And others would watch them. It was risky of course – many people wore masks to hide their identities, and they mostly had to do it in the dead of night to avoid being caught and reported to the police.

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 62-64) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 62: Standing in the Group

“Incredible,” Olivia uttered weakly as she wiped away sweat and cum off her forehead. She laid on the fresh, summer moss, next to Beatrice, both of the girls were covered in each other’s semen.

“Don’t you feel silly now, that you could have slept through your entire life without experiencing something like this?” Beatrice asked Olivia while gently caressing her giant, cum-stained breasts.

“I… I would like to do this again… After…” Olivia searched for words as she came to grips with herself, the possibilities before her, as well as responsibilities.

“I understand,” Beatrice said, seeing how the ninja girl struggled. The succubus then rolled and gave Olivia a soft, gentle kiss on the lips.

Daydreaming About You (Part 1?) [F/M]

I daydream of you. I daydream that when I walk into your house, your eyes get caught on mine and can’t tear away. At your next party, I want to be dressed in a dress that makes me feel sexy. Ofcourse, some lacy lingerie underneath helps. I want you to watch me as I dance unnervingly close to another guy with a cup of liquid courage in my hand. I want you to down your drink as you see me grind the silhouette of my ass tight against my dress on him.

When everyone has left or passed out, you would find me nursing the last drink on the edge of your couch. I smell like alcohol and my strawberry body lotion. You are drunk enough to be dazed and spaced out. I catch you staring down the top of my dress as you come in to check on me. You invite me to sit in your room, away from the mess the night has created. I peer in cautiously, as if I were afraid it would reveal what it’s like inside your head. You place your hand on the small of my back and guide me in, as you have done innocently so many times before, not knowing that it sends shivers down my spine. I sit cautiously on the edge of your bed, feeling as if something would detonate if I moved.

[M] – Girlfriend (27) opened up about she and her best friend getting railed on a Thailand beach next to one another

I hit a “jackpot” story last night while laying in bed with my girlfriend.

We had just watched the third season of You on Netflix and were discussing a scene where the protagonists are about to have a foursome.

She said “Foursomes like that are so fucking hot.”

“How would you know,” I responded, looking over at her and smiling. She started blushing and laughing. Of course I pressed her for details.

She had told me several times about the craziness of a trip she took to Thailand several years ago with her best friend (before we met), but she never told me this story.

She said that one of the nights, she and her best friend had gone out clubbing and met two Brazilian guys. The four of them hit it off and went to a few more clubs. It was getting late, but they didn’t want to go back to their hotel rooms yet. Someone made the suggestion of heading to a nearby beach that wasn’t heavily trafficked. When they got there, they moved to a section where there wasn’t anyone in sight.

[M]y wi[F]e wanted to save her virginity for marriage, so she let me regularly fuck her ass instead.

Let me tell you a story – a few years ago me (M22) and my then gf (F21) had organised a day out together – before I went to go pick her up, my dad asked me to swing by their new house to inspect the property (the tenants had just handed back their keys) and to measure the rooms for some furniture. It was a simple enough request, so I told my gf that I’d pick her up, run a quick errand, and then we would be back on track for our day.

I picked her up, and she was dressed like a stunner that day. It was a hot summer morning, and she was in a thin, grey knee-length dress that hugged her curvy little frame. Wedge heels, dark red lips, and sunglasses to complete the look.

We chatted and laughed as we drove to the house. I kept glancing over at her in the passenger seat – the outline of her body looked soft and revealing under her dress, and I got the distinct impression that she was wearing the dress, shoes and not much else besides.

Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F/F] Part 20

[Previous](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qbw38m/amnesia_was_the_best_thing_to_happen_to_my_gf_mff/)

*** ***Jackie*** ***

I left that room with fire in my gut. I’m filled with a renewed sense of hope, and I looked up towards what I wanted to do.

I walked with confidence again, past the empty, dark kitchen and into the hallway. I passed by Albert, shirtless as always, but he’s a really nice person. We exchanged a short greeting and we went our separate way.

I threw open the door in our room to find Dean masturbating to porn.

“What the fuck, knock next time you bitch!” He screamed at me. He’s glaring at me, but I didn’t care. At that time, I wanted something and I’m not going to be cute about it.

“Dean, let’s have sex tonight.”

His mouth curled in disgust and his brows furrowed. “No, I don’t feel like it tonight,” he said with a lining of repugnance so obvious. I think he meant “I’d rather have sex with someone other than you.”

“Alright, I’ll say it differently. Have sex with me now or I’ll go over to Chris’ room and have him fuck me. Just to let you know, at this moment he’s fucking Bella and Alana.”

[MFF] Stretching

A very long time ago I made the mistake of getting into a new kink. Me and my husband had not long had our second child so I knew what I was capable of and I confided within one of our acquaintances about sometime I wanted to try, I had already done this to her without hesitation when she begged me and I felt brave enough to give it a go myself.

I’ll always be able to remember the event in meticulous detail because the excitement and wonder of something new took me by surprise, in a bedroom lit with cliché red light I was kneeling down at a foot of the hosts bed and she laid on her back in front of me with her thighs brought up to her chest. Her husband was sat behind her with her head resting on his crotch as they both reassured me I wouldn’t hurt her.

My husband was leaning against the wall finishing off a cigarette some other girl we only met that night passed to him before the she left the room, my girlfriend Lucy was in another room and moaning loud enough for us to hear another guy having his fun. All the doors in that house were open but her voice was unmistakable amongst everything else going on, welcome to swinging everybody!

My [F]irst [M]arried man pt 1.

Fair warning this is long and there’s no actual penetration or oral.

The day it happened I arrived for work in the pub at 10 to set up for the lunch time service like normal. But there was a last minute change and instead of waitressing I was out behind the bar and Ben’s wife was put in the kitchen. It was odd, because I had no experience behind the bar and there wasn’t really any reason for Kate to be in the kitchen, but I shrugged, tied on my apron and plastered a smile on my face as the door opened up and the patrons came in.

It was a traditional village pub and outside of the tourist season the majority of customers who came in on a Sunday for their roast dinners were the same ones who had left only a few hours earlier and were now nursing hangovers. This was good for me and all the mistakes I made while manning the bar for the first time. Apart from a few leery calls of “a bit more head, Jessie, love.” and a few challenges of my on the fly maths when working out how much change was owed I done okay. I liked being behind the bar, I could look out across the entire pub from behind my post. I was surprised by how small it was though. Just a tight narrow galley packed with glasses and spirits, crates of soft drinks and boxes of crisps. There wasn’t too much space to move around and I realised the touches Ben and Kate shared while they were working together behind the bar were probably less about affection and more about the practicalities of moving around each other.

How our Halloween 2019 turned ‘my’ gloryhole fetish into ‘our’ gloryhole fetish [Group] [Long] Part II

This is a continuation of my [first post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qc4rf4/how_our_halloween_2019_turned_my_gloryhole_fetish/). I tried not to spare any details, but I know some folks hate long stories.

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She moved back to face the other side of the wall, and got into position to take on the Hispanic cock now sticking through the wall. I saw the older guy had taken the spot int the other booth now. He looked fairly clean, I would say some form of middle management job. Still, the type of guy to be at an adult bookstore at 1:30 in the morning, but by that token, so were we now. Megan grabbed the light brown, uncircumcised cock sticking through the wall with her hand and started to jack him off while teasing the head with her tongue and lips. I was surprised she was going to rub another guy’s cum into a guy’s shaft, but there’s a lot that surprised me about that night.

Confessions of a Mistress and Her Maids [Chapter 1] [M/F][Feminization]

[Vernon]

I confess that, as I watched the carriages from just beyond the hedge, I too was surprised by the well of emotions that stirred within me. I found myself standing there, empty eyed, staring as the long train of horse drawn buggies pulled out off the courtyard, filled with excited servants and their luggage. All of them tailed after the most elegant, ivory white, freight which led the procession.

Within, I imagined my parents; their eyes not glued back at home, at me, but their minds no doubt. One could almost chuckle as they pictured Mother biting her thin nails, anguished to leave me behind, while father, ever stoic, privately revealed her anxious maternal worries – which he found so very cute in his beloved. They were nothing more than empty anxieties after all. There wasn’t any real worry in leaving their 19 year old son behind after all. He was far more a man than boy any longer (as far as they knew).

Inside, I was ecstatic. Though, also, very anxious. And, just a tad bit sorry to my sister – who’s housewarming I’d chosen to neglect. Frankly, I was a lot of things.