Finally I called him “My Lord”. [MF][KINK]

Here’s the background: I met /u/TheGuyWhoFalls on Tinder a few months ago (I tell about our first encounter [here](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/km0eef/fm_my_third_tinder_date_the_best_shot_on_my_life/)).

We were in a relationship for several months, in which sex had an important place. We are into rough sex and we were always going further in our games.

I was his submissive but sometimes I was disobedient and I said “no”.

I liked to say “no” and challenge him because I knew he wouldn’t like it and he would be rougher with me.

He’d been wanting me to call him “Lord” for a while, but until now I wasn’t doing it.

That day we were in bed and I was already excited about him when he started touching me. His passionate kisses made me terribly hot and when his fingers went to play with my clit, my whole body was anticipating the orgasm to come.

But just as I was about to climax, he stopped everything. I was surprised and told him :

>*But… Nooo!*

He smiled at me and said :

>*Shhhhhhh*

Reagan’s Public Pleasures

“How much weight?” Reagan asked, as he stood quite awkwardly by the stack of plates on the squat rack.

“Let’s go for two forty-fives.” Jake said, moving the weight effortlessly from the rack and onto the bar. His chest was so big that when they tensed, his shirt got caught between his pecs. Oh, how Reagan wished to be as ripped as Jake was. Which is why he’d asked him to be his workout buddy one day after their Stats class. Reagan absolutely hated math, and would usually fall asleep, even though he sat in the front row. That is, until he was awoken from one of his cock-filled daydreams by a tap on the shoulder. Reagan turned around to see a bulge held in by gray sweatpants directly behind him. He had forgotten that they were sitting in a lecture hall with theater-like seats and that whoever owned this disarming bulge was sitting two feet above him. His mouth fell agape as he looked up realizing his mistake and was met with a pair of soft blue eyes and an innocent smile. Reagan’s already semi hard dick throbbed to it’s full seven inches. Reagan quickly turned around, his ears blazing from the blood that had rushed to his face out of embarrassment, from falling asleep in class or getting hard he couldn’t say. After avoiding the front row from then on, Reagan realized the boy he’d day dreamed about every day since, was Jake Campbell, a junior. So after weeks of mustering the courage Reagan asked Jake about his workout regimen, when to his simultaneous delight and horror, Jake offered to train him. So now Reagan went to the old gym on campus every Wednesday to train with him.

I Was [F]ucked Like A Slut By [M]y Ex Who I Hated

Throwaway account cause real story]

[Long, cause details]

So I recently decided to have dinner with my ex, who I broke up with last year. We broke up because the spark gradually just went out and we lost our connection. He had started taking me for granted and vice versa I guess. After I dumped him, he was really hurt, and so he went around bitching about me and shit. I absolutely loathed him cause he was taking it so immaturely, and trying to hurt my reputation on purpose. Anyway, this was a long time ago, so when he invited me out to dinner, I accepted without hesitation. I was confident that I wouldn’t 

let him get under my skin. In fact, I kinda show off the thriving person I had become after we split. I had also put on a little weight in all the right places. I dressed in a strappy black calf-length dress with high slits on the sides paired with high pink-nude tie-up heels. With my untameable curls open and a little makeup, I felt like a goddess. Especially since I wasn’t wearing any panties.

Meeting my best friend from high school (part 2)

After making me cum, it was my turn to make her orgasm. She led me up the stairs by my hand and I watched her ass move as we briskly moved up the two flights of stairs into her dorm room. She opened the door and led me inside, She closed the door and without a word took my shirt off. I grabbed her by her waist and pulled her into me and kissed her. I pushed her against the wall and put my hand gently around her throat, gently squeezing. “Harder” she moaned. I smirked and picked her up, her legs wrapping around her waist, still kissing me. I carried her to her bedroom and laid her down in her bed.

Becoming Kari [transformation]

Kari and I have known each other for a few years now. We initially met when she was taking a class at a community college with my ex. We did a double date a couple times, my ex and I with Kari and her boyfriend. It was always a bit awkward as neither couple seemed to be matched up properly. Kari and I had more in common with each other than either of us did with our partners. It showed, as both of us broke up with our respective significant others.

Kari eventually changed schools and moved to the same town I was in, even renting an apartment a few blocks away from mine. Unfortunately, things never progressed between us. Friend-zone as it may be. We ended up being pretty close friends. We would party and hang out. Occasionally the games would turn to sexual topics. Again nothing came of it, but I learned a lot about Kari.

Kari eventually started dating a new guy, Matt. Typical frat dude. Liked to party, being a student clearly came second. He treated her well enough and she still spent some time with me. She shared some of their exploits and some of their fantasies.

Cumming multiple times with my work buddy [FM]

So, this happened again. The guy and I. As a distraction I shoot him a picture of my hand in my panties. I’ve taken to wearing lacy thongs. I keep my pubes natural, which is a turn on for him. He likes that he can see them through the lace.

We keep texting each other. I tell him I want to spread myself across his desk and finger myself for him. We get to a point where I am dripping wet and he is hard as fuck (he sends me a pic). I ask if he has time for me to come by, and he tells me he does, I drop what I am doing and head over.

When I get to his office, his desk lamp is on but the overheads are off. It’s dim with a spotlight pretty much shining on his desk. I put my things down on a chair and immediately undress to my bra and panties. I’m wearing a lace thong and bra. My bra is a low cut demi-cup. My tits are Cs and I really like the feeling when they are just held in place with the potential for a nipple popping out.

Our first threesome[MMF] with his best friend.

This story happened almost a year ago. It was our first threesome experience and we loved it. Let’s call the bf B, best friend D and the gf T.

Now a little background story. We have started to talk about mfm, but never had the courage to ask someone. Until the night of B’s 18th birthday. We were all drunk and horny and B and T got into the conversation of having a threesome with D. After talking for some minutes B went to D and asked him, but he didn’t want it that night so we all went to sleep.

A couple months later B and T got to this conversation again and talked about D again. So B wrote him a message and asked him and he agreed to try it! On a Saturday we all got a hotel room. We were waiting for this day! T was so excited and wanted it.

Easy Mode (Part 2) [MF][Mast][Md][MC][Exh][Oral][SciFi]

**The story so far:** Henry wasn’t paying attention and walked into traffic. End of Story. Well…that was, until he ‘respawned’ a few moments earlier, and her realized there was more to his reality that he was previously aware. More importantly, he now seems to have access to auxiliary layers of reality, and better yet, control. He’s still learning what that means, whether it’s a game or something more, but that hasn’t stopped him from playing around.

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**ASCII-rotica (Level 0, 5 XP)**

Tuesdays and Thursdays were ‘late’ days for my wife at work. She was an office manager for a mid-sized charity. She really enjoyed her work, and I was distinctly jealous of that, though she worked long hours regularly. She wouldn’t be home until half past six at the earliest. My cock was half hard as I opened the door to the house. It was Pavlovian at this point. Tuesdays and Thursday involved a thirty-minute jerk-off session in front of my computer. I had a handful of favorite sites I checked regularly, not to mention my personal collection of porn. My body was responding to the prospect of release, even though I’d had much more with Tabitha.

I finally got the hint and was glad I did [FM]

I work for a fairly large company. Lots of departments, and nowadays, tons of video calls. There’s a guy I have ended up working with closely on some projects. We texted back and forth a lot talking about work, then movies, then bourbon. Eventually a mutual attraction appears to develop. The texts got a little, then a lot, more explicit. It’s been a long time since I’ve been hit on, so it took me a hot minute before I picked up on it.

We started sharing pics, one of my favorite things to do is now shoot over a crotch or boob shot before a call we’ll be on together.

On this day, we keep bantering back and forth about touching ourselves and each other. He ends me a picture of the boner in his pants and tells me he is going to have to take care of business before he gets back to his day. I volunteer to come over and help him out. To my shock he says yes, to my even greater shock, I do too and I start walking over to his office. My skin is on fire and my pussy is wet as fuck. There’s a feeling I get when I’m really turned on: I start to get crazy tingly and a little floaty.

The New Guy [Oral][PIV][Spanking][Anal][DP][Creampie] Part 11

[Part 10](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/kwuwp9/the_new_guy_bdsmbondagepivoraldomination_part_10/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

“Would you stop staring at that thing?” I asked Amanda for the 5th time today.

“No! I still can’t believe you asked me to marry you in Tia’s basement,” Amanda said as she played with the diamond on her engagement ring, “For some reason, I even said yes. I must be crazy or something.”

I walked into the bathroom and slapped Amanda’s ass, grabbing her bare ass cheek in my hand and squeezing gently. Her soft white skin felt warm and familiar under my hand. She bit her lip and stared at me in the mirror.

“No argument here about that!” I teased as I met her eyes in the mirror and wrapped a hand around her growing belly.

“Hey!” Amanda exclaimed as she slapped my arm. “Not my fault your dick is so good I can think straight sometimes.”