Good Christian Boy (Day 9 – Kinkmas) [corruption] [malesub] [femdom]

On the ninth day of Christmas, Kris Kringle gave to me… a good little Christian and a horny woman ready to corrupt him.

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Soooo y’all are getting a triple upload today, haha. I meant to do all this stuff daily, but the other day my wifi went out, and now I had to take my cat to the vet and can’t afford her treatment right now and it’s really stressful (commissions welcome btw, hint hint). I will be posting Day 9, 10, and 11 today.

ALSO!!! For those who have been following my 12 Days of Kinkmas since Day 1, I just realized that I fucked up the titles haha. Somehow I ended up with two “Day 4″s and never caught it, so I’ve been a day off with my stories. Today is Day 9!! Not Day 8 like I thought haha. Day 12 is still going to be on the 24th (tomorrow). Now on to the story!

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[MF] Pretending to be Passed Out Pt.2: A Stranger’s Creampie

A pic of me a couple hours before this took place for those that enjoy a visual:

Party Slut

The college house party was raging and I had just taken my 7th shot of the evening in addition to some mixed drinks and smoking lots of weed.

I was starting to get wet thinking about repeating my new kink of pretending to be passed out drunk in a bedroom for a man to find and use me. I had done this a few times before at other parties and was excited to see what this night would bring.

The party was in a big house near campus. It had three floors and 5 guys living there. I didn’t know the residents personally, but a couple of them were friends of my female cousin. After some typical dancing and partying I told my cousin, who was aware about my kink, that I was “going in”, a code we used to indicate we were getting some dick.

Daddy Breeds His Kitten, Part 2: My pussy is spread, gaping, and ready for your cum [F/M] [F35] [M40s] [Daddy Dom] [roleplay] [fingering] [teasing] [dildo] [dirty talk] [creampie] [breeding]

I’m on my back, legs open and pressed back against my chest. My arms are on either side of me, my hands are grabbing my ass and exposing my spread, swollen and gaping pussy wide open. You’ve been teasing me for what seems like forever. You’re about to cum…

First, your fingers pumped in to me, spreading me, curled up against my g-spot until I begged for release. You kept me right on the edge and watched my pussy try to clench around them. After a while you finally let me cum.

Next was my favorite dildo – the long purple one with the vibrating head. You plunged it deep into my pussy and held it there. You knelt between me and thrust the bulge in your pants against my hips so the dildo stayed deep. You made me grind against your tight pants while I came over and over. I begged for your cock. You just chuckled at my frustration as I was relentlessly forced to orgasm. By the time you were satisfied your pants were soaked with my cum. My chest was flush, my voice was sore from screaming, my nails were digging into the skin of my ass, trying so hard to keep myself spread for you. As you pulled the dildo out you leaned back and smiled.

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The new Neighbor: Owen’s Turn

Valerie rushed home across the street. No sooner than she was in the door, she was dragging Owen into the bedroom and locking the door. She dropped to her knees and ripped off Owen’s pants. She immediately began kissing and stroking his cock to get him hard. Owen moaned and ran his fingers through her hair as she gave him one of her best sloppy blowjobs.

Once he was hard enough, Valerie made Owen lie on the bed. Her still wet pussy needed his cock badly. She climbed on top of him and rode him hard until he was grunting out the words “I’m coming.”

Valerie felt him explode inside her. His warm cum coating every inch of her insides. She fell to his chest and lied there. “Whatever happened over there,”Owen thought, “must have been amazing.”

After a long cool down, Valerie went into detail about everything. Owen listened intently as she recounted her encounter with Mona. When the story was finished, she played the video they recorded for him.

“Hey babe,” it began, “Mona has something she needs to ask you.” The two girls giggled and groped each other on the video.

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Stay Quiet (Kinkmas – Day 7) [public sex] [fingering] [creampie] [exhibitionist]

On the seventh day of Christmas, Kris Kringle gave to me… a daring young couple in desperate need of a creampie.

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Bundled up in several layers against the cold, Miguel and Olivia hurried onto the bus and seated themselves near the back The bus was almost completely full, and there was hardly space for their luggage, so the young blonde ended up sitting in her boyfriend’s lap, with their overbearing suitcase taking up the aisle seat.

They were just a couple of broke students at the local medical college, trying to get to Miguel’s family’s house for Christmas. The cheap bus tickets that would stop by their hometown were all too tempting, and they hadn’t even blinked at the nine hour journey.

“I’m freezing!” Olivia hissed, ruffling her short golden locks as she took off her beanie and tucked her face into Miguel’s neck.

He jumped slightly at the cold touch of her rosy button nose, smiling. “Then why did you wear a skirt?” he asked with a playful eye roll.

Olivia tugged at the fabric adorning her legs with one hand. “They’re thermal tights,” she replied. “They’re supposed to be warmer than jeans.”

Choose your own adventure: Meeting my edging partner IRL

Have had some inspiring chat partners on reddit (some not so much ha) — so this series is dedicated to all the redditors who have made my pussy wet.

I’d only met my edging partner online … we had chatted about our kinkiest fantasies and shared some anon pics of our cum covered hands, but it was finally a weekend where we could be together and dedicate a full 48 hours to each other in the flesh.

Pierre had planned the whole weekend, so I didn’t really know what I was getting myself into. Truth be told, I didn’t know a lot about him … I knew his arms were strong and that his large hands could wrap around my waist and hold me tight. I knew that his cock curved just slightly and that when it was hard, the veins bulged and the head of his cock glistened with precum. I didn’t at all know what he looked like, but our history edging made that entirely unimportant — I had been getting off to his veined forearms for about six months now. I knew I just wanted to see his face flex with release and pleasure after unloading his cum onto mine.

Fucking her like a slut in her dad’s car [MF]

I’ve written about my ex, E, before. (By popular request, I’m switching to made-up names rather than just letters, so E will now be Elle.) If you haven’t read that story, take a peak: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/y4zzm4/fucking_in_the_closet_with_her_mom_right_outside/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/y4zzm4/fucking_in_the_closet_with_her_mom_right_outside/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Now Elle was a firecracker. Short, petite with red hair, perky B-cups, a toned stomach and an ass that still makes my cock twitch thinking about it. She had the attitude to match and walked the line of being a daddy’s girl and driving her parents nuts.

One particular Friday night, she was mad at her parents about something. They never really fought about anything significant, it was more spoiled youngest-child stuff, and as a result, Elle still talked her dad into letting her borrow his car.

There was nothing wrong with Elle’s car or mine for that matter, but Elle loved her dad’s Lexus. Heated leather seats that were a godsend in the winter and plenty of leg room definitely made it the superior vehicle in our relationship.

She pulled into my driveway and judging by the music bumping in the car, she was in a mood. It was cold outside, but Elle hopped out of the diver side in leggings and a cutoff sweatshirt. She tossed me the keys and jumped in the passenger seat. (She was a horrible driver, so I generally took the wheel.)

Meeting up with Jamie [M] again part one

If you want to read my first story with Jamie, go to my profile.

This is a long one again. Hope you like it

It has been a few weeks since I hooked up with Jamie. I still go to the bar, we keep flirting with eachother. One slow evening we even had time to fool around in the storage room but that is not the story I am going to tell.

Jamie and I met up outside of the bar, during the day. We walked over to a lunchroom to chat and get to know eachother better. It felt a bit awkward to just sit there and talk when we both knew what would happen later on. There was a lot of dirty talk and telling eachother want we would want to do after lunch. Jamie lived close by so after getting eachother horny we took a slow walk back to his apartment. During the walk he already had one of his hands in my pants to be able to touch my butt. I could already feel my pussy getting wet and ready for him.

EST: The Case of the Moana Lisa Chapter: 8 (FF MF Anal Rough Forceful)

feeling the soft spongy texture at the end of my fingers. “One more” I thought as they slipped back down towards her lips. Back down towards the exit back into the world of light! With my next thrust, the impact not perfect butt enough to get that tightening feeling of an orgasm.
My hips trembled as they continued to jack my cock deep in Mila’s throat. As she sucked on my dick I could feel her wetness. I could see her creaminess as the last impact had sent goosebumps up her pelvis. Now it was my turn. As my hand dropped! Lifting it just as quick. Torturing her g-spot with every move. Torturing my own piece of mind with every thrust into the beautiful mouth of hers.
“I want to hear you moan” my whispers did not go unnoticed. From the shiver to the roll of stomach muscles. From the extra practical squirting to the tightening of that fucking hole I knew that something right was happening.

Play Night Part 2 of 7(?) [M/F] [20ish-40ish] [MDom/FSub] [BFE] [Spanking] [Teasing] [Edging] [Denial] [Punishment] [Name Calling]

Play Night pt 2 of (still maybe?) 7: Discovery (Sure Hope Mom Doesn’t Find Out)

You were expecting some kind of costume or uniform, but the outfit he hands you to put on fails to offer any additional clues as to what’s going on. After he leaves the room, saying he has to check on something, you change into a soft light gray tank top that’s a little tight on you, no bra, panties that almost matched the shirt, slightly darker loose but fairly short flannel pajama shorts that seem to only half cover your backside, and thigh high socks (all extra soft and warm and smelling like fresh Bounce sheets due to the fact he apparently had time sneak them in the dryer for a few minutes without you even noticing). He comes back in wearing his usual (but you notice also freshly dryered) boxers and t-shirt and carrying a rolled up towel as you stand in the middle of the room like he asked before he left.