Dom Stories: [M]aking Her [F]uck In Public

This one’s a little lighter on the kink side of things, folks, but is still one of my favorite memories. This was with a girl named Leah.
We had already been on one date where we had ended up back at my place. She was a little vanilla for my tastes, but very enthusiastic. And she had the best head game I think I’ve ever encountered. (It was a total body thing for her, she absolutely devoured my cock.)

After we fucked that first night, we lay staring up at the ceiling having the usual vague, sleepy post-sex conversations. In the course of the evening, I had used a couple restraints on her and a couple toys. Nothing that would qualify as bondage, but enough that she asked me about them afterwards.

“So is that, like, your thing? Tying girls up?”

“Yeah, that’s my thing. What’s your thing?”

“I don’t have a thing.” She said, and went quiet. “Have you ever done anything in public?” She asked after a while.

I nodded. She grunted softly and drifted off to sleep.

I Made Her Cum At A Restaurant [MF]

We are eating at a restaurant. The food is good but you are where my attention is drawn. You’re wearing a shortish dress, low cut in the front, giving me many views of your perfect chest. I’ve been checking you out all night. We’re in a booth near the back of the restaurant. I need to feel you. I put my hand on your knee under the table. You look at me with an inquisitive look but don’t resist.

Sara & Alice: More than friends? pt. 9 “Tongue” [27] [FF] [romance] [lesbian]

[pt. 1 “Dinner”](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12of1g5/sara_alice_more_than_friends_pt_1_dinner_27ff/) | [pt. 8 “Mine”](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12ucs8e/sara_alice_more_than_friends_pt_8_mine_27_ff/)

I assume that now she’ll start seriously eating my pussy, but to my unbearable frustration, she starts again at my taint and moves painfully slowly up my vulva. It feels like it takes her a fully fifteen seconds to move from bottom to top, and each time she does my limbs tremble. I thrust gently to move her further up, but she holds me down.

“Don’t be impatient, Alice. I’m not in a rush to make you cum. I’ve thought about this for seven years, and I want us to take our time.”

This is almost a form of torture. It feels amazing, and every lick ends with an exhilarating jolt, but I want so much more. I try to relax, and with one hand I run my fingers through her gorgeous, black hair. I run my foot on her bare back and push at the waist of her boxers with my toes.

“These need to come off. I want to see your ass while you eat me out.”

She sucks hard on my clit, and I cry out. My abs tighten, and I involuntarily thrust into her mouth.

[MF] our trip to Charleston. Part 2

Part 1 here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12uklvr/mf_our_voyeristic_trip_to_charleston/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=ioscss&utm_content=1&utm_term=1

My wife stared at the motel window, eyes glazing over.

“Invite them in.” She whispered in my ear breathlessly.

“You sure?” I asked.

She nodded her head with a sultry look.

I strolled toward the door. Showing more confidence than I felt

I looked over my shoulder. “Last chance to back out.”

“Do it,” she giggled.

I opened the door slightly and awkwardly asked, “Would you all care to come in.”

“Oh, we shouldn’t,” said the blonde lady from earlier.

“Don’t be such a prude, Lindsay.” Her female companion said, “It’d be rude not to.

This new lady was smoking hot. She had very nicely tanned skin, long legs reaching the sky, and a rack that belonged in porn. She had red hair that was done up in a faddish style, and her lips were such a deep crimson that I swore they were picked from a cherry tree.

“Blair,” she said, pushing into the room. “Nice to meet you.” She glanced down. “And you.” She purred, biting her lip.

Fun and games during weekend trip to the lake with friends (part 3) [MFMF][Group][MM][Long]

Due to reddit post limits I ended up having to break this post into 3 parts instead of 2. Definitely check out parts 1 and 2 if you want the whole story.

Here is part 1…

Fun and games during weekend trip to the lake with friends (part 1) [MFMF][Group][MM][Long]
by u/Throway2016 in gonewildstories

Here is part 2…

Fun and games during weekend trip to the lake with friends (part 2) [MFMF][Group][MM][Long]
by u/Throway2016 in gonewildstories

Day 2 continued…

“Ok, Justin, I dare you to take off your boxers and…” Melissa paused trying to think of something, “put on Em’s bra!” She guffawed.

“That’s what I’m talking about!” Carrie said in approval.

“Whatever,” Justin shrugged as she stood up and dropped his boxers showing his dick again which had softened to a partial erection. Emily handed him her bra and he put it on over his shoulders. It was too small to actually clasp so he just left it open in the back.

“Carrie, I dare you to give Melissa a strip tease,” Justin said.

The story of my first [MMF] threesome as a (then) [M21] with a couple I worked with [M23][F21]

I had submitted this as a comment to a thread in ARAD but someone suggested I posted the story here too. Here goes.

It was early 00s and I was swapping DVD porn with a workmate who was in a relationship. I dropped him home one night after work (we worked in a pub until late hours so this was around 2am) and he said he had a new porn DVD for me, he just needed to go in and get it. He told me to come in to his apartment.

When I went in with him, his gf (also my work colleague) was in bed (he had a studio apt) and she was chatting to me as if she wasn’t obviously at least topless under the covers. She was a peroxide blonde, skinny girl – that 00s skinny that looked good at the time but, in hindsight, no ass to speak of! Anyway, he said, “let me just check I’ve the right one” as he was putting the DVD into the player and turned it on! As I looked at the screen, I could tell immediately that it was a bi porn video!

Just a Private Job Part 2

Just wanted to say a huge thanks for all the feedback I had on Part 1, no way was I expecting the response its had. Part 2 is another build up to what happened next. Part 3 will be more “action packed” so to speak and will hopefully be out tomorrow if this one gets a similar response as part 1 did.again please go easy on me as this is my first real shot at this and I’m taking all advice on board to try improve each Part as they are released

-James

“No it will be just you and me”

My confused mind started to think of all the situations that could happen.

Maybe she just wanted someone to go to the pub with and just have a drink?

Maybe she wanted more from me?

I had no idea, all I had been focused on was trying to shoot my shot with Hannah, now suddenly it seemed I had a older woman potentially interested in me.

“Yeah ok that sounds fun! I can meet you there what sort of time are you thinking?” I responded.

[MF] Curvy Hippy Girl Fucks on the First Date

Let me introduce you to Aly. She’s a feisty hippy with long, wavy brown hair, greenish-blue eyes, a curvy body type with a big ass and tits that could fill a handful. She wore large round glasses that may have been just for show rather than to correct her vision and was often in long flowing skirts, sandals and a tight tank top. She is a yoga instructor on the weekends and a pharmacy assistant during the week.

Aly and I met online and had been chatting for around two days before we decided to meet up at a bar downtown. During this short chatting time, I learned she wanted to move out West and teach yoga, she worked at a CVS pharmacy, and that her nipples were pierced. She teased me with some pictures of the barbells showing through her shirt and said I’d need to see them in person sometime.

Our date finally arrives and I head downtown to meet Aly. I was working second shift at the time, so it was already around 11pm when I made my way down there. She had been texting me, telling me she was already downtown, having taken a rideshare, and had been to a few bars already, but that she was excited to meet. I get to our designated meeting spot and Aly shows up not long after I’ve gotten my first drink.

[MF] Anal and BDSM in the East Village – A Thrilling Conclusion!

Part 2 of my other story; check the profile.

*The Hero*: in his early 20s, just under 6’0″ and with cock to spare. Isn’t yet a yuppie but looks like one according to a mentally ill woman who threatened to throw him off a bridge (for reasons heretofore undiscovered).

*The Damsel*: Olivia. A taller girl, maybe 5’6″, with big eyes, milky skin and two tattoos. She has a skinny, model-like upper body and a lower body that’s the star of the show. Looks like Lily Collings (who got stung by a bunch of bees on her lower half). Muscular calves; enormous, juicy thighs; a butt so large and jiggly that it feels criminal. Knows how to fill out a pair jeans. She has “mental health issues” that lead to mundane relationship problems but is an absolute firecracker in the sack. The Hero finds her self-diagnosis irritating but cannot leave that ass alone for even a second. She attracts white-knight types like flies to honey.

*The Villain*: Tex. Not the villain anyone wants… or anyone needs. A silent guardian for those who don’t want to be guarded. A watchful protector of those not interested in protection. A White Knight.

Stepmom’s Sinful Deduction – Part 3 [rough sex][cheating]

_God damn it_

Jeremy sat in the back of the midnight-black Rolls-Royce with his eyes closed. His body was tense, his muscles flexed, and his fists were clenched. He wasn’t used to losing deals. In fact, Jeremy wasn’t used to losing, period. His countenance was daunting, with a strong jawline emanating confidence, piercing blue eyes that could eviscerate even the strongest of minds, and short, untameable strands of hair that always seemed perfectly styled. He was bedecked in a sharp, dark Armani suit that emphasized the formidable muscularity of his shoulders and waist. Even his black leather shoes glowed with an elegantly polished radiance. Jeremy’s simple presence was an object of envy, a fact he had always taken pride in.

But today, his tailored suit felt heavier than usual, and his hair felt limp on top of his head. This trip to New York had been a disaster. He clenched his jaw and beat a closed fist against the leather cushion beside him.

_God, if only that fucking asshole…_

Suddenly his phone rang, shattering his concentration. His first thought was that it was his wife, Olivia. She had a habit of calling him soon shortly before he returned from his business trips. But when he reached for his phone, he saw Andrea’s name flash across the screen.