Tag: Fisting

This Pussy Bites [M/F] [butch domme] [daddy kink] [face-sitting] [anal] [strap-on] [mild bdsm] [long]

People like me don’t change. We just tell ourselves “just this once” each time we break our own self-imposed rules for who we fuck and how we fuck them. The thing about this was it wasn’t supposed to go this far. But he asked to be my plaything, and I was bored, maybe even a little curious. A woman’s gotta eat and when a tasty morsel presents itself, well, there’s no turning back is there?

Thomas was my excuse this time. He was 32 to my 21. A bit soft in the gut with a patchy beard when he didn’t shave, and lived with his parents so he could finally finish his degree. I kept a carefully regimented workout schedule and diet, sculpting my body to a strong vessel with which to satisfy my every whim. My day job allowed me to live comfortably and as such I liked to provide myself with pleasurable company, and provide others with the domination they didn’t even know they wanted. Coincidentally I called myself a lesbian, but anyone close to me knew how much I enjoyed the challenge of turning a “man’s man” into a submissive mess under my boot. Read more »

I 37[M] had a one night stand with a 32[F] therapist and it went south after. Then a week later she meets my best friend by pure chance.

This is story #4 from me. Amazing sex but she was a bit unhinged.

I was on a dating site for a bit after a big break up and had some success meeting new people. A few caught my eye and I casted out a wide net. I got a message from a beautiful woman who had massive tits. She was asking general questions and wanted to go out on a date.

We will call her “Kate”. Kate had just recently lost a lot of weight and was getting back out in the dating world. We discussed our lives and seemed to have a decent connection. I invited her out to dinner and if things went well I would invite her back to my place for a drink.

We met at a nice sushi restaurant and Kate looked fantastic. She was about 5’7” and had the biggest tits I’ve seen in person. They were massive and I don’t know where the hell she could have found a bra. It was difficult to focus on anything else. She lost about 60lbs and luckily those tits remained. Read more »

My Best Friend Part 27 (fiction, plot, love, cons, friends)

*** GIRL # 2 – SARA ***

I simply walked up to the next girl that I going to ‘add’ to ‘our’ now growing bed…Sara. Sara was still sitting down wide eyed in complete awe after watching the whole events that have transpired her focus I could tell was still on one thing…my dick. My freshly blood circulated dick of which if it could talk it would thank me endlessly for removing those rubber blood stoppers. But for now it’s thanks was in the form of being slightly limp letting my pre cum drip freely from it and letting the veins go back into their normal places instead of sticking out like they were.

All I know is it felt damn good to feel circulation go through my dick again. Now all I need now is my sensation to be back so I can finally cum. This whole event I’m surprised that my dick hasn’t shot off yet but with that stupid lotion I knew today was going to be difficult. Then something hit me, last time I used that condom it took FOREVER before I had sensation enough to where I could finally cum. I sighed at that realization and thought why should this instance be any different. Read more »

The midnight shift stocking shelves has some perks [MF]

I look at you out of the corner of my eye. I’ve been watching you all night. Like I do every shift. You’re so fucking hot, I can’t help it. The quick and flirty banter between us helps, and the smile you are flashing me right now is sending shivers through my body. 

You pick up some empty boxes and walk past me.  Your arm brushes mine and I get a whiff of your aftershave as I look up at your face as you walk by. Your cute face has that cheeky smile plastered across it, directed at me. I smile to myself and follow you, needing to go to the stock room, same as you.

Suddenly the store goes dark. Pitch black. It’s that time of night again where the timer turns everything off until someone gets to the front to punch in the code to turn them back on. Its always a race to get there before the alarm goes off. Read more »

[MF] The virtuoso virgin loses it at the high school dance

(a true story of two high school seniors – 18+ – written in the 3rd person and with some narrative embellishment. Enjoy.)

Daphne was shy, but smart. Lean, but lanky. Probably had potential to be a “looker”, but not quite socially-adept enough to figure it out. Her social and romantic prospects were not at all helped by her dad being one of the least-liked teachers at her high school.

Despite this (or because of it), Daphne was suffering the sexual frustration of a high school senior who had yet to kiss – heck, yet to even hold hands! – with a guy. Among her friend group – which, must be acknowledged, was not exactly “cheerleaders and druggies” – she was by far the least experienced, and in a play on her musicality, had been nicknamed the “virtuoso virgin”. Not that her friends were THAT experienced, either, but somehow, here she was, not having done anything, while even Emma (who looked like a mouse) had made out with someone, and Jenny (whose mom wouldn’t even let her wear tampons) had let a guy at church camp touch her boobs. Read more »

I told my boyfriend about my first lesbian experience [FF]

Ever since my boyfriend gave me a [fake threesome](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/k7e0ly/my_first_fake_threesome_her_pov_mf/) that I’ve been wracking my mind on how to do the same to him since he told me his fantasy was to have a threesome with two girls.

 

I considered buying a fleshlight but I would’ve never been able to replicate the feeling of getting licked by two tongues, nor could I grow an extra pair of breasts for him to suck on. I even briefly considered hiring an escort after reading a post about it here on reddit. Alas, I chickened out.

 

It was not until the office Christmas party that I saw the light at the end of the tunnel.

 

Half an hour into the party and I spot my old roommate Cee from college chatting with a coworker. I excitedly told my boyfriend that there was someone that he had to meet and dragged him over. As soon as she saw me, she hugged me and giggled and joked how tall I had grown in the past year.

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Making friends at a new swinger’s club with my [F] husband [M]

The first time going to a new swinger’s club is always a little unnerving. Because of the nature of their existence, it’s not easy to find information before you first arrive, like, is there parking and are the bathrooms clean. You typically have to send an email to God only knows who, and they will look at your pictures and let you know if you’re good to buy a membership. It’s less about attractiveness, and more about screening out single guys, although I’m sure being sexy does help.

We arrived in our uber at a corner of the city that looked very uninviting. Storefronts were dark, and I couldn’t see anyone outside at all. Our driver hesitated, “Are you sure this is the right address?” I had checked a thousand times, but I checked again.

“Yes, this is it,” I said with feigned confidence as I scanned my eyes along the dark sidewalks. We thanked our driver and stepped out into the chilly night air. I felt goosebumps prickle along my thighs, and we stood on the sidewalk for only a moment before a man stepped out and said, “Club Mystery? Right this way.” *All names have been changed, including the club* Read more »

Alternate History Part 2

He attempts to casually adjust the throbbing boner in his shorts which turns her on even more, a signal that maybe they should move this lap dance to somewhere more private. To do so without alerting the friends who have become onlookers to this erotic display is impossible, so she doesn’t even try to hide it and dramatically reaches for his shirt collar and whisper-sings “Come here, lover boy…”

He lifts off the couch like a spirit leaving his body behind and trails her to the spare bedroom in the back of the house. His shirt still in her fist, she can feel the warmth of the bare skin on his chest, her hand electrified at the touch. Her jeans have slipped slightly down her heart shaped ass revealing the tiny strip of her thong panties. She isn’t drunk, only a little high and she feels powerful with him in her grip. The music blares as they shut the door and turn the lock.

She directs him to the side of the bed where he sits without losing her gaze, enraptured by her desire for him. The air seems to shift around them, envelops the room creating a sense that they are in another place far removed from the drunken crowd outside their door. Read more »

A week of kink and submission m21/f19 day 1

Years ago I was in a very stressful long distance relationship. We both worked very hard to earn money to fly, but when I lost my job in the recession of ’08 it became very hard to travel. There was a span of 4 months where we didn’t see each other, and when I finally got a new job and traveled to saw her again, we were both unbearably horny.

She picked me up from the airport and we basically started going at it in her parked car in the garage. I ran my hand down her pants and dipped my fingers in her soaked pussy, and just had to take a taste. My fingers were just drenched. Before I could even get a lick, she grabbed my hand and licked my fingers clean, then made out with me. She said she had 4 months of urges to get out over the next week. Read more »

Make Me Feel Better [Lesbian, TransFF, oral] [CW: Facial hair, dysphoria]

As I’m walking past the bathroom I hear her soft sobs. I pause in front of the door for a moment and listen. I confirm that the soft sounds were coming from my princess. I knock on the door and without waiting for a response I nudge it open to see my beautiful wife sitting on the floor. Her face is in her hands and back against the bathtub. *Oh baby girl.* I wordlessly sit besides her. My arm goes around her shoulder and she melts into my side. She clutches at my shirt, balling the cotton up in her fist. Her face hides in my neck as she weeps. I soothingly toy with her hair, twirling a single strand around my index finger. I start to rock us back and forth and hum. As her whimpers quiet I find myself filling the silence with a soft medley,

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine…” my voice is only a whisper as the words waft from my lips. Read more »