[M]y best [f]riend and I finally had sex after almost a year of sexting and it was the best sex of our lives – Part 3.

[Part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/up2itw/my_best_friend_and_i_finally_had_sex_after_almost/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[Part two](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/upbxwe/my_best_friend_and_i_finally_had_sex_after_almost/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

She did not indeed blow me first thing in the morning. We both slept in, and I woke up a few minutes before her. Apart from the sex, we were still friends meeting each other after almost two and a half years and had actual plans in the city. We had No Way Home to watch, hot-wings-related-bets to settle and some light shopping to do for my parents. So, we decided to do that, and look for a pharmacy with the morning after pill, after our little incident last time. We definitely did make out a little right before we left, but nothing beyond that.

Not to get too topical, but while my government doesn’t bother itself too much with laws on abortion and contraceptives, the stigma on pre-marital sex is still pretty common. And I’ve heard countless stories from friends who’ve been turned down or straight-up slut shamed for looking ‘the type’ and asking for the pill. I’m not too confrontational and was dreading any that might be coming our way.

Demonstration [M/F][oral][exhib]

She couldn’t wait to talk to her lover via video chat. He was away on business out of the country so their sexual encounters had been extremely impacted. She was excited to show him the new toy she bought and all the practice she’d been doing. Especially considering how much she wanted to please him when he finally returned home.

The video chat rang a few times and suddenly his face appeared, smiling as always, happy to see her. His eyes were bright and his face was scruffy with well beyond a 5 o’clock shadow; just the way she always begged him to keep his facial hair. They exchanged the usual niceties and checked in on how the other was doing with life and work. Nothing out of the ordinary had transpired for either of them.

“Well, let me see it then.” He quickly stated as he wanted to guide their conversation toward the intended destination and desire. She was laying on her belly on the bed and giggled, as her excitement often claimed the better of her. She leaned down into her bedside table and removed the silicone dildo. A few months prior she had confessed to him how badly she wanted one so that she might be able to practice deepthroating. All the other toys she owned just weren’t pliable enough to suck and force down the natural curve of her throat to ultimately gag herself. He oohed and aahed to amuse her girlish delight and encouraged her to show him her progress.

inappropriate awakening [MF]

“Wake up, darling” I am awakened suddenly, feeling a weight on me. I try to rub my eyes to understand what happens but my arms don’t move. I shake them, my wrists are tied to the bed.
I try to move my legs, a force holds my ankles, tied those too.
Surely am no longer sleepy, I open my eyes wide and in the dim light of the room his figure dominates me.
I have a habit of sleeping naked so most of the work was already done, he didn’t have to work hard to get me pinned, tied up, naked in bed. And now he’s straddling my chest.
I pull both arms and legs at the same time, the ropes are not too tense but they don’t allow me many movements. “Babe, I was sleeping! Untie me now!” I complain annoyed.

Opening [MF]

He likes to touch her cunt when he first sees her and she isn’t ready for him. It makes her squirm and whimper and grip his shirt as he pushes a hand down inside her underwear. She’s tight, then. Her cunt closed like a fist, a muscle tense and clutching.

Not ready for him yet. He likes to feel that, if only for contrast.

She gets nervous before she sees him, she explains. Her body isn’t always as ready as she wants it to be. He assures her it’s fine. That bodies are bodies – obtuse and uncontrollable. But, when he first sees her, he likes to touch her cunt and feel its closedness nonetheless. Such a tight little organ.

He knows how to make it open for him. He’s learned how over weeks and months of steady exploration. He has found her triggers. The things that consistently affect her.

Sucking cock is one of them. When he puts her on her knees in front of him and fills her mouth with his prick, she changes. He can almost see it happen. Her shoulders drop. She unravels. Loses herself in the act, little by little, until soon she’s drooling freely and forcing him towards the back of her throat, moaning out loud around a mouth full of him.

I [M] Fucked My Server [F] And Fell In Love With Her: Part II

I was in town and had a couple of hours off. She texted me. “Come fuck me, daddy.”

So I did.

She told me she was smooth for me. Sent me pictures to prove it. She told me she had her collar on and sent me another picture. Texted me that she wanted it rough. Wanted to be treated like a slut. That she had laid out her ball-gag, her glass dildo, her blindfold. “Pretend you hate me,” she wrote me.

I walked in and she was naked except for a tiny cotton thong. Barefoot. Smooth. Her hair up and her collar on. She looked up at me and then down at her feet. Toenails painted black. She swayed back and forth like she was listening to a song only she could hear. I love her tan lines. Sometimes I just want to stare at her. Watch her move. I’ve stared at her lithe, brown, little body as she’s gotten ready for work, or class after she’s wiped my cum off of her. Perfectly comfortable in her nakedness. Perfectly comfortable with the bruises she asked for, and I had left, on her ass. Her thighs. Her tits.
I didn’t say a word and neither did she. I grabbed her and pulled her in tight. “I’ve missed you daddy,” she whined. She had set the leash on her little college apartment table. I hooked it through her collar and she instinctively dropped to her hands and knees and began crawling towards her bed- head down, ass up. Such a good little girl.

Mommy, My Friends and Me (Part 3)

Part 2

Mommy, me and The Boys (Part 2) from rapefantasies

I grabbed down at her waist and opened her robe, pulling it violently from under her.

“Kyle. Please, I’m begging you, stop…please stop” my mom cried.

She was beneath me, completely naked beneath my rock hard cock, breasts, vagina, body.

I stared down at her womanhood, her pussy was wet and pleading for it, her thighs and her neatly trimmed bush soaked in her juices. She was saying stop but her body was asking for more. She couldn’t help herself.

“Don’t worry Mommy. You don’t have to think about anything. I’m Daddy, I’ll take of everything.”

I reached down and slipped two fingers inside of her, penetrating my mother’s vagina.

She gasped.

It was warm and slick inside and I began moving around, arching my fingers, exploring and conquering her. She was rocking on me, moaning slightly, shocked but darkly aroused.

Slowly, I began adding fingers.

Each time, she would start to protest – “No, Kyle…it’s too much, I’m full, I’m already completely full…”.

My dorm roommate and I have only one thing in common — we’re both horny as fuck [FFMM] aka: My first bi experience

“Gah!” she says, “I’m so fucking horny! I need a guy.”

“Hey, you know I’ll go down on you,” he says.

“Ugh, gross, Patrick.” Her face contorts with disgust, and you can see his ego collapse like it’s the Hindenburg exploding to the ground. “Why do you say things like that? You’re my best guy friend.”

Amy’s a heartless bitch, and she sticks to the bit so strong I almost respect her. She’s hot as hell — long blond hair, perfect body, the works — which is how she gets away with it.

“I know, I’m sorry,” Patrick whines, apologizes for being mistreated.

The dude just needs to get laid, which is obviously never going to happen with Amy. So enter me, Amy’s less hot but still totally cute nerdy roommate, Lia. Amy and I have nothing in common, lead very different lives. Why the school paired us together in the dorms, I have no idea, and so we get along just fine by staying out of each other’s way.

Vampire Omicron: Chapter 4 – The Dorm Room (Part 2/2, slightly censored version) [M/ff][Mdom][rape][nc][slow start][armpits][feet][blood][death][harem] READ DISCLAIMERS

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Chapter 4 – The Dorm Room – part 2

… I turn back to Gabby and lift the pillow off her face. Her breathing is extremely shallow. She couldn’t have lasted much longer. I lean down and kiss the unconscious girl straight on the mouth. Her lips are sweet. My tongue drives into her mouth, swirling and tasting. A hint of minty toothpaste still fresh inside. I move to her pudgy cheeks, kissing and nibbling. God she’s so cute.

I can tell she’ll be out for a bit. I should have some time to play around. I climb up on the bed and straddle her face. Looking toward her legs, my knees on either side of her head, almost a 69 position on top of her. I rub my balls around her little face, grinding front to back, enjoying the sick freedom. A good little feminist teen, used exactly as she should be.

I keep glancing over at Eva, making sure she’s still sleeping, but also just to glance at her. Gabby’s hot, but my mind is so set on the little ‘kitten’. Everything I’m doing now is just an appetizer.

Scenes From a Great Pretender: Chapter Three [Mind Control/Tentacles/Mind Break)

Chapter Three: In My Defence

[Warning: Contains scenes of Mind Break/Non-con/mindcontrol]

Eliza started the day by bringing her bodyguards together a couple dozen yards away from the camp. “We’ll keep the formation” she told them, stretching away the stiffness that sleeping on the ground brought. “Stick with your assigned bodyguard. Talk with them, befriend them if you can.”

Syllia wrinkled her nose at that. It was understandable. She had drawn the short straw with the dwarf, who did not seem the most befriendable sort. Syllia didn’t protest however.

Eliza continued “Well be going into unknown territory today. Tonight I expect a full report on anything you gather.”

The four saluted her, right armed raised at a right angle in a fist to the side of their heads. Eliza mirrored the motion. As they made their was back to camp, Eliza turned to Tisha. Something was bothering Eliza. “Tisha? You seem…well rested”

The bags that had seemed permanent were missing from under Tishas eyes. Tisha blinked in surprise. “I…yes. Something about being out in the wild made it hard to train,  so I actually went to bed”

[M] eating the pussy before [F]ucking it

This is less gonewildstory than a gone wild custom. I wonder if anyone else has this impression. In my single days, whenever I was going to get lucky to the point of having intercourse with a woman (which admittedly I didn’t do as often as I might have been able to), I would always want to first lick her pussy. Not too original, I know, but in addition to creating some lubrication, I always saw it as a necessary step in the whole ceremony of sex. Specifically, I used to think of the vagina as a door, and I thought, ‘you have to show this door that’s going to allow your penis to enter you appreciate it by kissing and licking her lips and clit. Kinda weird, I’m sure, but wondering if anyone else thought this way. Maybe females even think something along the lines, ‘If I’m going to let him shove his cock in me, he better be licking my pussy fist’? I don’t know – just wanted to see if this was ‘a thing.’