A Rousing Rendezvous (M/F) (Unexpected Encounter)

Two individuals connected online. A young man named Aaron and a woman, Deborah. A bit older. She was self described as around 5’5″ with long dark brown hair, smooth light brown skin, a large natural bust, and toned ass. Of course she did, this sounded like she had been custom created for him. As she did not show much of herself online he was skeptical, but the one image she had posted was partial verification that this indeed may  be her. Aaron thought that would be nice but what really impressed him was her wit and humor. Her ability to playfully tease in a witty manner captured his attention.

They had been chatting online for a bit, getting to know one another and exploring fantasy scenarios and discussing writing elements. After a while he finally worked up the courage to ask if she would like to meet in person and discuss their shared hobby. She said she enjoys just collaborating online, it’s easier for her busy schedule. Especially with 3 teenaged sons. Even though he was disappointed, he knew it was a long shot. He was proud of myself for taking a chance and even asking.

My First FWB experience [FM]

Halfway through my first semester of college my boyfriend and I took a break. I was pretty down about it for a few weeks, which ended up leading to some of the best sex I’ve ever had.

When I first came to campus, I (19f) added a guy, let’s call him Carson (m20), through a school social media page. We had talked a few times, but nothing serious and we both were in relationships.

Well, fast forward a while later he had found out I was single, and I guess decided to take a shot. He had hit on me once before, just by calling me pretty, but I dismissed it. Anyway, he responded to my daily “streaks” picture telling me I was gorgeous. Now, I know I’m hot by men’s standards, but I never have been able to believe it myself.

Being so vulnerable from my breakup, his comment made me smile so we continued to talk and flirt, our conversations crossing over several topics until slowly it turned into a question of sexual interests and past relationships.

The Lady Maria (femdom)(FF)(Bent Over)(Strap On)(BDSM)

Author’s Note: Hello again! Here is the third chapter in a story that I am roughly calling a Noble and his Escort. This chapter is a bit of a standalone piece so if you haven’t read the other chapters you aren’t missing anything quite yet. That all being said though if you’re interested here is the link to the last chapter which has a link to the chapter before that. [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/j7r3nm/a_stay_at_the_inn/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/j7r3nm/a_stay_at_the_inn/)

That all being said I would once again like to thank my wonderful Mistress and girlfriend Louise for editing this chapter and hope you enjoy!

Maria walked down the empty hallway of her family’s manor, heading towards the quiet, abandoned wing of the house. She walked quickly, eager to get there. Her mind buzzed. Her father had informed her that she was to marry some backwater noble named Cornelius Leafcaster, a man she had never even laid eyes on, and she was just supposed to accept it. She sighed in frustration, her father never listened to her, never once thought to ask if this is what she wanted. Finally reaching the last door on the left, she stepped inside, taking a deep breath to calm her anger. The room she entered was empty aside from a long couch, and the maid who was lighting the last of the candles that brightened up the dark room.

How I made /u/thegirlwhofalls my fucktoy. [MF][KINK]

The context of this story is a little weird here, at least for me.

/u/thegirlwhofalls and I were together for the past five months. I introduced her to reddit a few months ago, telling her about /r/gonewildstories
and laughed about writting some of our experiences since we had such incredible sex. We split up a few weeks ago but had some exchanges lately where she
told me that she had written [this post](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/km0eef/fm_my_third_tinder_date_the_best_shot_on_my_life/), hoping I would eventually find it. I had a lot of pleasure reading it and discovering her POV from our first encounter
that I’ve felt the urge to give this a sequel.

After the first date, we kept talking and decided that we would be fools to not continue seeing each other since we had so much fun. We met several times
in a close span, lots of cool stuffs happened (including a night fucking from 8pm to 6am before going to work), but I’m going to tell you about the time
we wanted to both push our bondaries and play the rougher game.

A Dalliance With a Demoness [Lesbian][Erotic horror][F/F]

*Author’s note: This is my entry into a Literotica contest in which every story needs to be exactly 750 words long.*

I awoke on a black leather couch with a tremendous headache. I rubbed the blear from my sore eyes as I took in my surrounds; a waiting room with three rows of couches and a hodgepodge of weary occupants, all as disoriented as I. I was still wearing the red velvet Christmas dress that Sandy had picked out for me that morning.

Sandy! Where was she? My wife had been driving. I had drifted to sleep against the window, the first timid snowflakes of the season trembling around us on the highway as I retreated deep into the folds of my anorak, soothed by the warm stream of the heater. She’d been singing along to Bing Crosby on the radio. I hated Bing Crosby, but she was the one driving, and she was the one carrying our child, so she could sing along to whatever she damn well pleased.

A door opened and there was an announcement over the intercom, a cold female voice with an accent half British, half robot.

“Angela Cloverly-Ramirez. Please attend the interview room.”

Morning sex. Based on a true story. [F] [M]

We woke up, it was still early and the summer light creeping into my room was dim. We rolled over to face each other and smiled, looking into each other’s eyes. We kissed. Our hands reaching for the others body. Touching bare skin, caressing it. You ran your hand along my hips, my waist and over to my breast. Cupping it, you teased my nipple with your thumb and I sighed. My hands move over your stomach, up to your chest and begins to traverse down towards your pelvis and down further, to the hardness I seek. You groan as I grasp it and begin stroking, gently up and down. You move your head to my nipple, lightly tracing my areola with your tongue, in circles until it reaches my nipple and your warm mouth begins to suckle. I move my leg, nestling it between yours and your hand roams downward over my bottom and you lightly brush your fingers over my pussy. My hands tighten around your cock and my thumb rubs the pre-cum from the tip, spreading it over your throbbing head. Your fingers press through the lips of my pussy, feeling the wetness inside. You move my leg higher, to better reach my clit. Rubbing it and smearing my juices over the small bump.

It started with an impromptu lap dance [F], it ended with [M]e losing my virginity [pt.2] [LONG]

To quickly recap [part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kny6qf/it_started_with_an_impromptu_lap_dance_f_it_ended/), I was on a school trip for a convention in New York City, when I met a kid named Dan and his older sister, Katrina. Katrina, I very quickly learned, was an unashamed slut who got off on stripping for random guys. Almost as soon as we were left alone in a conference room, she had flashed her tits, pussy, ass, and then jumped on my lap and began making out with me. We were interrupted by a convention supervisor and went our separate ways, and I was left with a bad case of blue balls. Now, I felt that the blue balls were inevitable; I had HOPED that my encounter with Katrina was going to end with a blow job or sex, but after the heat of the moment had cooled off, I told myself that she was probably just teasing me and it wasn’t going to go anywhere beyond where it had already gone.

001 Dear Wet Diary

… I was excited, but, I’m not going to lie, I was a bit nervous too…

I had just my plain black push up bra on. I set the Rabbit vibrator to the lowest setting and lightly touched my clit with the G-spot stimulater on the tip of the shaft. The soft material was cold at first. I rubbed it up and down, but realized I needed lube. I forgot the damn lube. I improvised. Instead of spitting on it and having to rub it in, I stuck it in my mouth rubbed my tongue around it.

I let my saliva cover it. As I pulled it away from my mouth, a line of spit was still attached. I lightly placed it on my clit again and instantly started rubbing it up and down from the top to the middle of my vagina. My mouth dropped open. I loved the feeling. All the vibrations were so pleasurable, I didn’t even need my saliva to help with lubrication any more.

[FF] The Beautiful Bartender

I didn’t go to many bars, but this was a special one. It was sat at the edge of the city, which mean walking a long way, but it was worth it. Because one of the bartenders was hot as fuck.

Okay, I know what you’re thinking. “This guy’s just another asshole who hits on the bartender.” Well, jokes on you, reddit user. I’m not a guy. I am five foot four and 120lbs of all-American woman. And, for the record, she was the one hitting on me.

The first time I went, I was struck by her eyes. How bright and clear they were, a deep blue that pierced my soul, offset by her rusty auburn hair. She was tall, which I’m into, and powerful, which I’m definitely into. I like my women like I like my coffee: able to hurt me if I’m not careful.

I didn’t even know her name, but at least three times a week I made the lengthy commute to the bar at the edge of town, hoping I would see her. I even started making a note of her shifts, so I wouldn’t waste a journey. Looking at her filled me with a deep yearning, a desire to be dominated and used. I don’t believe in love at first sight, but I sure as hell do believe in lust at first sight.