[FM] Lyft driving slut mom fucked in the hotel parking lot by a rider. [exhibition]

Hi Y’all,

I’m loving the weather here in the PNW. It’s beautiful getting out and driving for Lyft where I can see the water and mountains each day. So much nicer than the gray rainy days of this past winter. It’s also allowing me to wear much less clothing and honestly that’s helping with getting much better tips I’ve noticed. A sun dress with lots of legs and cleavage seems to produce great tips from all walks of life.

The other day around 9PM I had driven a guy from SEA-TAC to the Microsoft campus in Redmond. I did a lot of flirting and received a great tip and an invite to spend some time on his boat any time I’d like. Perk! After dropping him off I immediately accepted a request in downtown Redmond at what appeared to be close to the Matador, a mexican restaurant/bar.

Rape of Draupadi

1. Draupadi was dragged into Chambers

Someone was walking to Draupadi’s chamber – someone unwilling and slow by the sound of their footsteps. A long minute later, the courtesy of a polite knock on the door filled the room. She woke up startled by the sound and an instant worry drifted across her tired face. Then, a look of epiphany came over her drowsy, yet unbelievably beautiful eyes, as she realized where she was.

“I am coming, Nakula,” she said and started to get out from under the covers exposing the breasts that had been caressed for a good part of the day past.

“No, my Queen,” came a stranger’s voice from behind the doors, “I am Pratikamin.”

Draupadi sat back down and pull her blankets up to her neck. It was not her husband. She was confused and concerned to find a man other than her husband outside her door in the middle of the night.

Draupadi, furrowed brows and all, asked, “Aren’t you one of Yudhisthira’s men? Is he alright?”

Draupadi stared intently at the door as did I. No reply came for a few seconds until suddenly we heard sobs. There was anxiety in her voice as she repeated, “Is my husband alright?”

Disposable Pajamas [F] [nc] [anal] [Fsub] [huml]

You’ve known for a long time that you have a rape fetish. You felt guilty at first, but just the thought of being helpless and used like that is enough to make your clit throb achingly. So, when you found the online rape fetish forum it was a huge relief. There were others out there who felt the same way you did. Even more interestingly, some of the users were setting up rape experiences. Just agree on a place and time, leave your door unlocked at night, and an anonymous rapist would show up to make your darkest fantasies come true.

 

The voice in your head tried to tell you it was a bad idea, but it wasn’t nearly as demanding as the voice between your legs. Besides, the whole thing seemed pretty safe, like a healthy way of exploring your kink. Lots of women were posting positive experiences, and you could even chat with a few different potential rapists before picking the lucky winner. You knew there were risks, but you were on birth control and felt like as long as you were careful then nothing bad would happen.

 

Subject 962 – My first writing [M] [BDSM] [Torture] [slave]

Hi,

This is my very fist attempt at writing something, feedback appreciated, hope you enjoy it.

As I wake up, all I see is a white ceiling, I am naked laying on my back, arms alongside my body, legs straight, I try to move but I soon find that I can’t, my wrists are tied to the bed, and so are my ankles, I try to raise my head to see around only to find that a collar keeps my neck down tied to the bed too, try to look down the best I can and around my waist there is a metal belt with straps that hold me against the bed too, what is going on? Why am I restrained like this? How did I got here? What happened? I can’t remember anything, last thing I can recall is leaving work as I always do.

-Oh you’re awake!

I hear as a woman enters the room, a nurse, or at least looks like it.

-Where am I? What happened?

-You don’t remember? You volunteered for this project.

-What project?

-Sexual research of course!

[MF/FF/MFM/FMF/S4E] Four Day Weekend [orgy-ish] [x-post /r/DirtyWritingPrompts]

## Thursday Afternoon // The Van

“You don’t mind if I bring this, do you?” Sasha asked, showing the vibrator she was talking about to Mia.

“Nah, it’s fine, I have the rabbit.” Mia answered with a smile, quickly looking over the contents of Sasha’s duffel. She was going camping, but her gear left it looking like she had something quite different in mind. “Shouldn’t you be taking some bug spray or something, though?”

Sasha shook her head. “The lube is a special concoction for just this kind of thing; edible, safe and bug repellant.”

“Clever.” Mia said, popping the bottle open and giving it a sniff. The cherry scent was overpowering, probably intentionally so, to mask the repellant smell.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” Sasha asked suddenly, pausing her packing.

“For the last time, _yes_.” Mia said, stuffing the lube back in the bag. “I get some time to myself, and you come back horny as shit with a few new tricks.”

“What’s not to love?” she added with a grin.

“Okay.” Sasha said with a smile. “And you’re sure you’ll be okay over the weekend?”

The Submissive Redhead [MF] [Oral]

This story won the vote when I asked what else you all wanted to hear about, so without further adieu…

I used to play a very popular MMO religiously. I was among the elite of the server and had a reputation that preceded me. One thing that shocked me about this scene was that there were lots of actual women playing, and I would shamelessly flirt with any of them, not to actually hit on them, it was simply what I did.

Teamspeak group chats would occasionally turn into one on one conversations, but only rarely would it ever become something more. Red was a bubbly outspoken member of my group who took my flirtations seriously and before long we were exchanging private messages.

We would talk about wrestling as we were both fans, and she mentioned that she was always the practice dummy for her brothers when they tried out moves. Eventually we started to exchange pics. Doing so was not as easy as it is today, since not every phone had a camera and phone plans back then would charge per picture message sent. The pics she sent got progressively dirtier, starting off with tits and ass, to finger masturbation (including pics of her licking her wetness off said fingers), and on to object insertion. One pic had her with most of a beer bottle in her pussy, and another had a sharpie in her asshole long before /r/buttsharpies was a thing (or even Reddit for that matter).

Hostel Relations [MF]

“Mark!”

I heard the shout come from the other side of the baggage claim area and quickly whipped my head around. I saw Karen, my friend from college lumbering towards me, her bags weighing her down.

“It’s so good to see you!” I said, opening my arms and giving her a big hug.

“You too!” She smiled back.

It had been a year since we had seen each other, so we were both extremely excited for the long Memorial Day weekend. We walked to my car, and began the drive to the hostel we would be staying at. As soon as we exited the air conditioned airport, the heat hit us. Even though it was nearly 7 pm, it was up near 100 degrees, and it felt every bit of it. By the time we reached the hostel about 40 minutes away, we were already sweaty and gross. The heat had taken away any quippy banter, relegating us to regaling stories from our college days, and chatting about the few people we have stayed in contact with since. When we got to the hostel, we knocked on the door and were greeted by the host: a 6 foot tall black man with a shaved head, dressed in shorts and a ratty t-shirt.

Sticking my dick in crazy… Kelly, the girl who stabbed me. Pt. 1 [FM][Rough][Cheating]

More backstory, with a bit more action (I wanted to get you guys to the goods):

http://relationshipgoalsxxx.com/sticking-my-dick-in-crazy/

Earlier in the day, I’d broken up with my girlfriend. This wasn’t uncommon, as the relationship had been faltering for months. When I came home, my roommate convinced me to tag along to the beach with he and his girlfriend. I used the “third wheel” argument and they invited a “friend for me.”

Jason’s girlfriend had a friend who was described to me as, “having a great personality.” Owing to the drama of the previous days, I could use a bit of an escape. The friend wasn’t really a factor. I was going to hang on the beach, smoke weed, feel sorry for myself, and leave them all to their devices. I agreed, then left to get beer and other supplies.

When I returned, Jason and his girlfriend were sitting on the couch and introduced me to Kelly, who quickly jumped off the love seat and hugged me, lingering a little longer than I’d expect for someone who I’d met approximately four seconds prior.

What If We Got A Bit More…Serious? [FM] [girlfriend] [vaguely msubby to vaguely mdommy] [impreg] [make her your wife] [bit of an age gap] [dirty talk]

Allie had, since her youth, always wanted to be a wife and a mother. She looked up to her stay at home mom, wanting to do just as good of a job as she did. Naturally, as she matured, so did these desires. Every boyfriend she had, every crush even, would eventually manifest in her mind as her husband and father of her children. This craving she had had driven away the only serious boyfriend she had. However, it was a dream that the nineteen year old couldn’t wait to realize.

If it hadn’t been for her parents pressuring her, she never would’ve even wanted to go to college. But after high school, the teenage suburbanite packed her things and pursued higher education in the city. Allie had no idea what she wanted to do, but a friend she made was majoring in business, so she went with that. After all, a career was not exactly the dream she had in mind. Her classes mostly went over her head, as she day dreamed about literally anything else during school. Nothing a professor would ever say could get her attention, and if it weren’t for friends occasionally helping her out, she would not be maintaining her C average. The blonde was easy on the eyes too, so the brainier boys didn’t seem to mind holding her hand through her schoolwork.

Tim & Sara Part 4 [MF]: The Pre-Mile High Club! [submissive] [ass play] [dirty talk]

[Tim & Sara Part 1: I Fucked My Coworker]( https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6ddmgy/tim_sara_part_1_i_fucked_my_coworker_40sm30sf/)

[Tim & Sara Part 2: Sara Shows Her Submissive Side]( https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6ddoet/tim_sara_part_2_mf_sara_shows_her_submissive_side/)

[Tim & Sara Part 3: Planning a Vacation with Sara]( https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6ddq5z/tim_sara_part_3_mf_planning_a_vacation_with_sara/)

Part 4: The Pre-Mile High Club!

Wow! It’s been months since we posted last. My apologies, but life does what it does and we have to just roll with it. If this is your first time reading about us, I will give you a bit of a break down.

Sara is in her thirties, a knockout 5’4” tanned and toned workout queen. With a slender frame but womanly hips. She has super long hair down to the top of her dynamite ass. She needs no makeup to look flawless. In fact I knew her for about two years before I saw her wear anything more than lip gloss. About a month before we hooked up she has had her tits done and they are beautiful, perfect on her tiny frame. Her blue eyes are intense and I can get lost in them very easily. She is also very sexually submissive. To go along with all of that, she has a fantastic personality which led us to be friends long before anything sexual happened.