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[FM] Following instructions from an old lover for some light bondage and a good fuck.

The virus lockdown has given me a punishment that I can’t share with any of my housemates. I’m craving relief, but my home, crowded with family, allows me no time alone to unleash the vibrator, or even to play with myself in the bath. Though I lie naked each night next to my partner, he’s unaware I desperately want to be tied, spanked, fingered and fucked. My lust is intense. It’s grown from idle thoughts in the back of my brain, into physical pain, lacking release.

There is, though, the knowledge that a short drive away, lies a man, and a place, willing to control what I crave. A man who, in a previous life, took time to attentively explore my naked body, and learn the subversive needs I have. How many times, while hiding away from the rest of the world, has my pussy quivered on the tip of his tongue? How many sweetly-dirty outfits did he supply? What toys were used to penetrate and pleasure me? Read more »

First Time Sexual Encounter with Long Time, Long Distance Hottie. Best Sex of my Life [MF] [NSFW]

Throwaway Account for obvious reasons.

A little backstory for those interested. For those who are not, skip right to the juicy bits.

One particular sultry afternoon, I decided to take the plunge and downloaded Tinder. The first few guys were pretty ‘meh’ and then I saw him..Let’s call him SS. Face framing beard, broad shoulders, intense gaze, dimpled smile and specs. I didn’t even read his Bio before swiping right, I felt so drawn to him & we were a match! He pinged me within seconds, and we just hit it off… as different as chalk and cheese but an undeniable attraction. Things got pretty hot, pretty soon. But he lived 4 hours away by flight, and is constantly on the go. I was the shy one and he was charming, all my well guarded walls came tumbling down. Read more »

My [M] memories of Squishy [F] – A twitter friend who liked aggressive sex, became a sexting partner and engaged me in multiple IRL trysts. PART 7

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gzy5hc/my_m_memories_of_squishy_f_a_twitter_friend_who/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h01pvo/my_m_memories_of_squishy_f_a_twitter_friend_who/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h02yz4/my_m_memories_of_squishy_f_a_twitter_friend_who/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h03cgv/my_m_memories_of_squishy_f_a_twitter_friend_who/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h03sur/my_m_memories_of_squishy_f_a_twitter_friend_who/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h0jbeo/my_m_memories_of_squishy_f_a_twitter_friend_who/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Squishy and I couldn’t line up our schedules for a while so we went back to sexting a lot. She sent me a new nude pic about once a week and that always made me grin like crazy. I sometimes wondered why she wasn’t more conversational and it gave me a twinge of pain that she never really confided in me much, unless it was something to do with sex. One time she make an offhand comment that she thought she might be a porn addict. Addiction work is part of my role professionally so I was keen to explore that with her on a serious level, but she wasn’t interested. That gave me another twinge of pain, but I couldn’t help but admire her self-sufficiency. It was notable that she seemed to have no lack of friends in real life but most of her time was spent at home with her two dogs. We related to each other on that point: The two of us were definitely introverted, but neither of us was shy or withdrawn. If you’re into Myers-Briggs personality typing, I’d say she was an ISFP whereas I’m an INFP. Read more »

The Date (part 2/2) [MF, rough, spanking, bdsm]

Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoy… Feedback very welcome!

[Part 1 here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/h0za05/the_date_part_12_mf_rough_spanking_bdsm/)

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I spin on my heels and walk out to the bathroom, putting my cock away and leaving you on your knees wondering what I’m doing. Did I bring rope? A paddle? Nipple clamps? The possibilities rush through your mind. The truth was more mundane. Earlier I’d noticed a pair of plush bathrobes hanging behind the bathroom door. I pull the belts out of their loops and walk back to where you’re waiting, loosely swinging the belts in my fingers as I stand over you. “Stand up,” I say, quietly.

You’re slightly relieved to see what I’m holding and grin as you shake your head. “No,” you say. Your tone is full brat now, full defiance, fully daring me to take what I want from you. I feel a surge of happiness wash over me and I have to stop myself from grinning.

“Up,” I say again, this time more forcefully.

You hesitate until I’m just about to grab you, and then you slowly get to your feet. Your face is defiant, but your excited eyes are asking me to take control. Read more »

A very, very, steamy shower…[MF, Exhibition, HJ, Cumshot]

**Jakob’s Mate (5): Rub ‘Til It’s Done**

***Jakobs Mate is made up of mostly independent stories, but if you’d like to read more…check my profile for previous entries (can’t link here).***

 

The clanging of automated air-hammers across the hull of my ship had gotten old after the first hour. Getting a new cover for the Leiaan was awful. I loved the look of my ship. I hated plastering some company logo across it and having to act like I was a lowly unstable ore hauler, in this case.

I worked out with my headphones in, but as I went to grab a snack, the banging got to me again. I groaned in frustration. A shower would clear my head. I cracked my neck and did a louder than normal thumping on the armory door. Sadie and I were—something, but neither of us were quite sure what that something was. In the two days that had passed since we left Outer’s Gate, JIL had been busy trying to think up a communication interface for our new pea-sized friend. Johnny T was ready and willing to help us hide out while things died down. He gave us a really good rate on the ship reskin. I ran my hand down the door frame and the panels hissed and slid apart. I stripped off my smelly workout gear and tossed it into the laundry chute. Automated washing was a feature that I always viewed as a must in a space-faring vessel. I did *not* wash clothes. I was willing to pay three month’s pay for that privilege. Read more »

Learning that devout, married Muslim women in hijabs can still have a naughty side [MF]

I’ve met a few people off Reddit. I usually just enjoy the experience in the moment, but my partner in crime wanted me to post our story. Hence, said story, and the use of hence like a douchebag.

So about a year ago, I noticed a reddit post from a 23 year-old woman visiting LA with some friends and looking to hang out/fool around with a guy. I replied with more than just “hey”, which put me in the top echelon (dudes, take note). We connected. She seemed cool. Partial face pic but a nice smile. Could jam about basketball as well as make solid jokes. Now, she did seem oddly reticent about showing her whole face. That usually sets off my catfish radar, but I figured that, worst case, I can at least have a convo with someone who can banter, which is always worth it. So we kept chatting and eventually she confessed why she was so nervous.

She was black, and knew some redditors weren’t into that (sigh, goddamn racists making it harder for black women to get off). She was a devout Muslim and wore the hijab. And she was married. Read more »

[FM] Fucked my [21F] ex’s [22F] uncle [40s M] at her engagement party

This is not my usual, intimate kind of story.

People from my hometown tend to get married young. It has always baffled me, but maybe that’s because I just never really thought of myself as somebody who would get married. From the time of my high school graduation to my college graduation, over half of the girls from my high school had new last names and gilded left hands. One of them was my ex, Jillian.

Jillian got married at 22 to her college sweetheart, Mike. And although I didn’t admit it at the time, I was absolutely in love with her. We had started seeing each other during high school, our parents blissfully unaware of went on behind closed doors during sleepovers. What had originated as two girls having fun and exploring with each other turned into an addiction; we were absolutely obsessed with each other. From the ages of 14 to 18, I rarely went to bed without having spoken to her or held her at least once that day. We were each other’s first everything: our first kiss, our first love. But the small town atmosphere didn’t exactly lend itself to sexual orientations outside of one end of the Kinsey scale, so it was our little secret. Read more »

Time Well Spent. Part 2 of a Journal Entry [MF], [Cumming], [Mind Fucking], [M/s], [OC]

“Really? Still frisky!?”

My husband pushes his fingers into the crotch of my shorts. I gasp as he pushes them deeper, up in between my lips. “Damn Baby! You are dripping wet!” My thoughts drift to the minutes prior. Of how you moved through my body, moved my cunt to pour out for you. And now I plead for you to let me suck your cock through him. I beg of you.

I feel you harden beneath me. I don’t resist and grip your dick in my palm, stroking you through the thin fabric. Your cock grows harder. You moan and aren’t resistant. You pull my blouse off and grab my breasts through my bra. I remove it promptly, as I want to feel your hands on my skin, squeezing my tits and nipples, taking them in your mouth. Sucking on them, biting. The anticipation inside of me is reeling. Read more »

[FM] Husband’s sweat kink and body worship.

Hey y’all, been loving the feedback. It’s been amazing posting. Anyway here is another quick sweaty story.

I lifted this morning and then went for a quick run and came back drenched as usual. I walk in the door and Harry was making some breakfast. I was wearing just a black sports bra with grey yoga pants. They hugged my ass perfectly.

I walked by him and kissed him deeply, taking a nibble at his lip as i pulled away. I walked around a corner and out of his sight and throw my drenched sports bra behind me, baiting him.

I heard nothing and figured oh well so I went to start the shower and just as I turned it on Harry came bulldozing into the bathroom. He grabbed me from behind again and ran his left hand across my chest and slide his right up to my neck. He gripped my neck firmly and I grunted while pushing my ass into him. He quickly spun me around and let his tongue go wild inside my mouth. I didn’t know whether to moan or catch my breath. Read more »