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Mothers Gone Wild – another homage to 80s porn paperbacks – Chapter Six [FM, FF, FFM, Incest]

**CHAPTER SIX**

“What’s this one done now?” Edith Macready asked. The school secretary’s voice sounded notes of disapproval and some amusement, but no surprise. Jamie Carter looked up from the stack of 10th grade math exams that she was collating to see Carla Moreno, the girl’s gym instructor, dragging Bobby Tilson by the arm in through the open doors of Greenleaf High’s main office.

Bobby was one of the kids who were always in the principal’s office for one reason or another. Now he stared sullenly down at the threadbare rug in front of Edith’s desk.

“He was in the girl’s locker room, watching them shower.” Carla said, shaking her head in disbelief. “He actually climbed in above the drop ceiling from across the hall!”

“Don’t call my mom!” Bobby “You don’t have call her, do you?

“You just stand there and be quiet!” Carla snapped. She jerked her head toward Principal Campbell’s inner office. “Is he in there?”

Edith nodded. “You know he’s never out of here before six on a Friday,” the matronly, white-haired woman said with a stern frown. “And you know this is going to just make his week.” She rolled her eyes in dismay as she picked up the phone. “I’ll let him know that you’re out here.” Read more »

[MF] Never enjoyed giving blowjobs until i saw the right large dick

Hey all, posted this story in another sub

So I’ll just say I had been with 4 guys prior to my first experience with a Big one. for these guys, I did suck their dick but it was a chore that I would try to sneak out of. I would always say I wanted to 69, get on top and say it felt so good as he ate me out, that I couldn’t focus on giving a bj. Maybe it was because the four guys were on the smaller size (didn’t know at the time since they were all I knew) and it literally felt like sucking a straw.

And this is what I’ll say, every girl remembers their first big one…not just big, massive. And every stereotype I saw in porn ends up being true on an amateur level. So I have seen large dick in porn before but it’s porn. You don’t expect everyone to look like movie stars, I thought those dicks were the elite of the elite. Read more »

Fuck School: Meating the Class Part 2

When the bell rings, gracing me with silence from Valentina, I gather my things, while Blaze yawns and slowly reaquants himself with the real world. I’m not sure I could handle coming back to that class after lunch.

I pull out my phone and text Jimmy. I’m in need of some alone time, so I tell him I’ll meet him after lunch, then head down the hall to where Sindaco had shown me the cafeteria.

I’ve never been a huge cafeteria fan, but the food’s supposedly free, so it doesn’t bother me.

The cafeteria consists of a large room lined with glass walls, one of which opens up to the student courtyard, the other looking out to the rather mundane looking road lined with cookie cutter houses.

To the left is the actual food line, except it’s not just one food line. Closest to the door is a line labelled ‘The Strong.’

Various interesting characters stand in this line, bodies covered in nothing but some of the most interesting tattoos, piercings, and body modifications I’ve ever seen. Many of them have unnatural skin tones, much like Korn, who I notice standing in line near the front. The students here seem to be served first, and their plates are intricately decorated with fine cuisine. Read more »

Fuckschool: Meating the Class Part 1 [exh, obj, comedy]

I’m freezing my ass off.

It’s the middle of summer, but that doesn’t matter. Even on a hot day, I always feel cold, and can’t get by without a big hoodie and jeans. But since I found out that clothes are so yesterday, I’ll have to adapt and overcome.

Jimmy told me earlier that the amount of clothes you wear can literally affect your social status. In theory, I’d be more powerful if I went fully naked, if I understand correctly. But this is the second day of school, and I’m still not used to this 180 degree spin on life, so I’m garnished in cargo shorts and a t-shirt.

To me, this practically feels like being naked. Especially in this cold morning weather. I kick the stop sign out of boredom. Compared to the other students I probably look like an eskimo, though if I were an eskimo at least I wouldn’t get ripped on for being white.

I squint up at the rising orange sun wearily.

I still might not be accepted. I could be outcast again, simply because I’m wearing something that covers myself. Read more »

[M]y Time As A Pro[f]essional Dom: Leah

When I say I became a professional dom, I mean it in a limited sense. Essentially, one very kinky girl became quite taken with me and recommended me to all her friends. From there, I got more and more connected with the kink scene in LA, and got known for being able to do one thing reliably and safely: non-consent roleplay. Eventually, I was contacted by a group who sets up scenes for people for money. I saw 11 women over 6 months, all carefully vetted, and I never had to fuck anyone I didn’t want to.

But all that came later. First, the shy guy who has been in a vanilla relationship for most of his 20s had to learn how to get kinky. This story isn’t one of my kinkiest, but is still a fond memory. It’s about 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.) Read more »

A Dream Cum True [MF] [surprise ending] [BDSM] [edging] [bondage][sub/dom][fiction]

This is my first time posting anything like this ever! I’m not good at grammar or spelling so sorry in advance.

A dream cum true

Just a dirty little slut here.
Daddy’s little whore. I’ve been so good all week. I did everything he asked of me.

I was under strict order not to touch myself all week. It was absolute hell.

Clean the kitchen in a slutty maid costume with my tits out and a vibtrator in my ass on Monday. Don’t cum.

Tuesday he came home from work.
I greeted him at the door naked with his favorite beer. He looked at me with a smile and twisted my nipples hard before he took the beer from me. “Look at my face while I torture you sub.” I gasped looking him in the eyes.

He twisted my nipples harder. my mouth gaped open my eyes rolled back and I moaned. He took a sip of his beer and pushed me against the wall. Whispering in my ear, “Do not cum” as his hard cock rubbed against my aching pussy. He kissed up and down my neck then walked away to watch the game. I had goose bumps. Read more »

[Group] [FMMM] I [20F] fucked my way across Europe for a semester – Part 1

I spent the fall semester of my third year of college in London. I chose the UK because I needed an English-speaking country, and I chose London in particular because I had never lived in a big city – I wanted the multicultural hub, the late nights, the drunken adventures, the easy accessibility to weekend trips via Heathrow Airport. But, as I hinted in another [story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hb4fjq/fm_i_20f_got_drunk_while_home_from_college_and/), I got more than I bargained for.

My first two weeks in London, I stayed at a hostel to get adjusted to the time zone and the city while waiting for my university accommodations to open. I wasn’t the only American there, but I was unfortunately one of the only girls. The other women at the hostel were incredibly sweet, but not the kind of people I wanted to grab a pint with – they were interested in the more touristy attractions, while I honestly just wanted to party before classes started. It was my every intention to hook up with as many hot European boys as I could while taking advantage of the lower drinking age. Read more »

[M]y Time As A Pro[f]fessional Dom: Mackenzie [CNC] [Food, kinda]

It was 2016 and I was still heartbroken. After moving down to LA, I had just come out of a seven-year long relationship, complete with engagement, life plans, and cat. I lost the cat, too.

With money to burn and time to kill, I started getting involved in kink. I tried to master it like a skill, I did research, I experimented, I went to meetups and literally took classes. Eventually, it started paying off and I got something of a reputation.

It was around this time that my consistent hookup Willa (from my first story) said to me what every guy longs to hear: “I want you to fuck my friend.” Before this, I had considered myself kind of a dud who was lucky to be in the relationship I had. However, after working out constantly for a year, I had put on some muscle, learned how to dress, and actually had, god forbid, some swagger. In many ways, though, I was still that nervous, insecure kid, so having my ego (and potentially my cock) stroked in that way was intoxicating.

Her friend was Mackenzie, was a USC girl who had strong [Alison Pill](https://www.reddit.com/r/Celebs/comments/u1r9f/alison_pill/) vibes. Not everybody’s cup of tea, but the innocent thing really works for me, soooo… Read more »

Alone in the Woods – The Psycho

This story contains elements of Consensual-non-Consent.

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Nowadays, Friday nights had a typical formula: wine, takeaway and a true crime documentary. It may have taken a while for Molly to come to terms with her lifestyle, but there was no denying her life had been taken over by the same mundane routine she’d vowed to never succumb to. Of course, that was a vow she’d made long before the whirlwind relationship and cyclone breakup that nearly destroyed her.

She’d been engaged for six months to a man who’d spent just as long nailing the hairdresser around the corner, leaving Molly heartbroken and unable to even admire her sister’s wedding photos without the sight of her hair making her blood boil.

This new routine was the ugly lovechild of a desperate desire for comfort and her unwillingness to completely give up. It wasn’t until Molly caught a glimpse in the mirror that she realised it was time for a U-turn, and not because she’d put on a few pounds (she actually felt sexier for them). No, it was her faded roots and the dullness in her eyes that signalled the alarm bells in her head; Molly looked like the shell of the woman she’d been before. Read more »

Justice’ night at the ring! [Helltaker]

Hey everyone, sorry its been a while! Hope you enjoy! This one has a bit more action, perfect for tonights demon.

“Ahhh, that hits the SPOT! Thanks my main man helltaker!”

 Justice said as she patted her belly from the good meal. Helltaker smiled as he finished the last pancake, swerving the pan around to get an even spread of batter. He placed it down as it cooked, and grabbed some yogurt from the fridge to eat. Tonight was cooler than the weeks before, and he finally had recovered his eyes from the gaming sessions he had promised to Malina.

“Awesome. Altered the recipe a bit, glad to hear it goes down good.” He commented, washing some dishes and placing them onto a drying rack. She finished off the pancake, licking her fingers to get every little taste left.

“Hell yea. Say, watcha doing tonight? Ill probably go beat up some dudes.” She joked, looking at the back of her gloves. He finished flipping the pancake, and placed it after onto a pan of other finished ones. He looked toward the fridge, which had a few ads on it he had gathered from the local paper. Read more »