Tag: Fisting

The Sharp Edge of the Veil – Ch 1 [MF][Urban Fantasy]

## Chapter 1 – In the Beginning There Was Darkness

The fist hit my nose like a malformed sledgehammer. It hurt. And when I say hurt, I don’t just mean in the physical way. It hurt my pride more than anything. The fist was withdrawn once more and the face of the ugly man wielding it showed through a swimming of stars.

“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t hit you again.”

I blinked the tears out of my eyes and worked my mouth, trying to form words. It went all right.

“You shouldn’t hit me,” I mumbled, blood running down from my nose into my mouth. “Cause your girlfriend’s pussy tastes like salmon.”

The last word came more like sermon due to a broken lip. But he got the drift. The fist hit me again. Read more »

The probelm with fucking your students is that things get messy…[Mff, Taboo, Anal, Professor]

The unraveling

“So, what *is* the charge of iron, then?” Dominique groaned, running her fingers through her hair.

Metals didn’t like to play by the rules. At least, not ones intro chem students understood regularly.

“It’s all dependent on oxidation states,” I explained. “That means you have to look at what the element is reacting with and—”

“Oh, my God! I can’t do it anymore!” she screamed, setting her head down. “I’ve only been coming to these stupid sessions so I can—uh. I really like you. It’s almost the end of the semester and I’ve made like—no progress.”

Dominique looked both ways and popped her tits out of her shirt, right in the middle of the atrium. I gasped and reached across the table to stop her.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I asked.

There were only a few days left in the semester. Our final was Thursday. It felt good to be in the last week of classes. Laci and Vanna were quite confused as to why I’d stopped interacting with them, but I couldn’t exactly say it was because I was dating Emilia. We would announce after the class ended. Read more »

Putting on a Private Show *repost*

Kevin and Heather had known each other for years, crossing paths every so often, mostly when work required it and luck would have it. They were colleagues in their field but beyond an academic presence and collaboration in the lab they’d not spent any personal time with one another. Kevin had become a well known scientist and Heather always took advantage of his guest lecture appearances, as he consistently offered some of the brightest and most modern data in cell and molecular biology. It just so happened, Heather also found him rather handsome and intriguing beyond that of his intellectual mind, though she had never admitted this to him during any of their projects together. It seemed she had a sixth sense for fellow sexual deviants and could tell there was something there, just below the surface with Kevin. Heather recognized in others what she had discovered in herself, a need to no longer hide the darkest desires and the cravings, but rather to own them and revel in them. However, they still lived in a pretty conservative area and generally speaking taboo sex isn’t easily accepted by the status quo, otherwise it wouldn’t be considered taboo. Read more »

The Festival of Shooting Stars [MF] [fantasy] [plot] [wholesome] [public] [long]

The three young men talking over their beers were merchants, foreigners from far away. You could obviously tell it by their looks, their clothes, and their accents – but also, by the excitement in their voices.

“Yeah, I mean, I’ve heard the stories, right, but you know the stories you hear in port towns…”

“All made up—”

“Yeah, yeah. So I was hoping that what I’ll see here will live up to a tenth of the hype, that would already be something… but no, this whole festival is really pretty much as they say!”

Their talk was loud enough to carry over the sunny inside of the inn. Two tables over Iden, his hand on a flagon of pear cider (blissfully cold thanks to those heroic blocks of ice that persisted in their straw-filled cellar even now in the dead of summer), smiled in an unexpected little surge of pride.

Kontaria tended to make a very deep impression on anyone who visited. It was a fairly small country, and at a glance an unassuming one – a mess of lakes and ancient woodland by a cool sea, dotted with villages and pasturelands, no stone cities or castles or anything impressive like that. Yet even so, it did have its definite claims to fame. Read more »

Having Some Brie, Chapter 5 [fm] [Incest] [Brother/Sister]

[Chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/i0zv84/having_some_brie_chapter_4_fm_incest_brothersister/)

Sunlight trickled in from between the curtains, and I blinked sleep from my eyes. I had a face full of hair, and when I realized it was Brie, memories of the night before came rushing back. We were still in our underwear, lying together, skin to skin. I propped myself on an elbow and gazed down at her, smiling gently. Normally she looked as much of a slob as anybody while she slept, but now she lay there like an angel, absolutely flawless. Where did these rose-colored lenses come from?

“So fucking hot.” I had to suppress my alarm, for fear of jerking up and waking Brie. Lexi was sitting in a chair in the corner of the room, legs crossed and elegantly chewing on a fingernail.

“What the fuck are you doing in here?” I hissed, neck strained and head whipping between her and Brie.

“Enjoying the view,” Lexi chuckled. “You guys are so cute together. I was wondering when she’d finally muster the courage to just go for it. Then I got tired of waiting.” She winked at me, as if she were my co-conspirator.

“You need to get out of here before she wakes up,” I warned. Read more »

[FM] [FMMM] [Group] [20F] fucked my way across Europe for a semester – Part 4

Read parts [one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hwron7/group_fmmm_i_20f_fucked_my_way_across_europe_for/), [two](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hxdiwx/fm_m_i_20f_fucked_my_way_across_europe_for_a/), and three here.

I took several steps back and sat on the foot of the bed, my heart clenching. Fuck. We had just crossed a line. Several lines. The lines probably weren’t even visible in our rear-view mirror. “Charlie — I’m so sorry,” I whispered.

He kept staring at the ceiling, his cock softening as he stood there, leaning against the door. “S’not your fault,” he murmured, brushing the back of his hand under his nose and sniffing, his eyes still watering, “I wanted this. I encouraged it.”

Guilt tightened in my chest. I have never claimed to be a perfect person. I helped my then-best friend cheat on every single one of her high school boyfriends and justified it by saying it “didn’t count” because we were both women. I went down on a friend maybe an hour before she gave her wedding vows. But I had never helped a man cheat on a woman. It felt different. Call it sexism, call it homophobia. But engaging in heterosexual contact with a man who had a girlfriend felt worse than my previous forays into being the other woman. Even if it had only been for a moment. A part of me wondered if I would still feel as guilty if he hadn’t expressed regret. Read more »

The Sexcapades of Cassidy & Annalise [lesfic][romance][vanilla]

“Don’t you ever get bored?”

I blinked in surprise, the unexpected question rousing me from my contemplative trance. Turning away from my computer, I glanced over my shoulder. My body followed the motion as my chair swiveled slowly to complete the action. Facing the open door to my study, I cocked my head to the side, quirking my eyebrows curiously at my bestie. 

Annalise stood in the entrance, leaning against the doorway in her black tank top and red short shorts. One hand perched against the curve of her waist, her other arm was hidden behind the wall. Short and svelte, her body language and demeanor told me that my redheaded housemate was bored and looking for conversation.

“Of what?” I asked innocently. She pouted at me, snorting a short *harrumph’d* breath of annoyance through her nostrils as she frowned. The action was almost childlike but it somehow suited Annalise. I’d always thought she was cute. 

“You know what I’m talking about.” Moving fully into the doorframe now, I saw that she held an apple in her hand. Read more »

[MF] I (36) fucked an 18 year old girl I met on Instagram (long).

Backstory: a few years ago me and my then wife were looking to relocate to the Dallas area. My wife found a job before I did and she moved into a rental house we found. On my days off I would make the drive over here and do some job hunting.

Looking for work is grueling and work in itself, so before heading back to our old home I would take the time to do some solo adventuring and see what the Dallas area offered. I ended up finding a nice little trail off of 380. It was perfect. It was on my way home, it was lined with trees and it wasn’t too physically demanding so I wouldn’t be worn out on my drive home.

I managed to take some decent photos and I posted them to Instagram. I made my profile public and used relevant/local hashtags. Not thinking anything about the posts I went on about my business, finished my hike and made my way back home. Read more »

My Life As a Massage Therapist [MF] The Johnsuns Part 1?

Hello potential readers! This is my first time writing and posting a story on any platform. Any advice, criticism, words of encouragement, etc would greatly appreciated. I would like to add a few disclaimers. As this is my first story there will be a few tidbits I want to go over that are important to me. There will also be quite a bit of set-up as this is the beginning of a rather lengthy experience. If the desire is there and I’m not overly atrocious at this I would like to post what happens next. I sincerely hope you all enjoy and without further ado lets dive in!

I am a licensed massage therapist and this is a testy subject matter for me. Being a massage therapist has it’s stigma. I am in no way attempting to condone my actions. No money transactions have occurred in any of my interactions that may be discussed on this subreddit and proper consent forms were discussed, agreed upon and filled out. With that being said massage therapists are NOT sex workers. Please do not take this or any other massage related story on this subreddit as a reflection of the profession. If you have any questions please feel free to ask as I would love to answer them to the best of my ability as long as they are within reason. Please be respectful to the profession, myself and those around you. Thank you for sticking with me so far. If you would like to skip to the steamy bit look for the asterisks. Read more »