Hey,
This is the third part of my current love story. Telling about my sexual encounters with this mature woman which I absolutely love to have sex with as she knows how to please another woman and we are dating… sort of.
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Shake it up Part 2 [MF] [Rough] [Bondage]
[Part 1 Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hnwent/shake_it_up_mf_rough_bondage/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
I was so fucking excited at this point. I was finally going to be used and abused by my gentle giant of a man. As I felt myself starting to drip with anticipation, he told me the rules.
1) “I get to fuck whatever hole I choose. No exceptions.”
2) “you don’t speak. No words at all. Tell me with your body what you want.”
3) “if you need me to stop, say our safe word and it’s over”
“I can follow the rules sir,” I mumbled through the panties, expecting a reaction to my formality.
“Shut the fuck up. No speaking. I’m going to do whatever the fuck I want to you, now that you’re tied down. Let’s start with the easy one.”
He finally exposed his rigid cock, an inch from my face. I didn’t dare do something out of turn. He took his hard member and slapped my cheeks with it, before removing my gag. “Lick it. All over the top, how I like it. You know what I want, and you’re enough of a whore to do it for me” he groaned.
10 Year Anniversary [MF][masterbation][Tease]
The day started off just the way I wanted, first off it was a Saturday which is always a plus and it just so happened to be my ten year anniversary to my beautiful wife. The kids woke up and actually listened. They got up brushed their teeth and go ready for the day without a peep, letting their mother sleep in.
I got them hustled into the car to take to my parents without a hitch. Even better was that my dad got a tent and they’d be having a night out in the backyard. So the day was just for us.
I was giddy with excitement at the prospects of the day. First was breakfast at our favorite place, with the best eggs benedict and crispy home fries. That hollandaise sauce was out of this world, just a little cayenne pepper to add a nice little heat. Perfect to start off, what I had hoped would be an even hotter day, if you know what I mean.
[FM] Got in a fight with my boyfriend, so I let a Redditor fuck me raw in a park
My boyfriend Henry and I have been going through a mini rough patch. Nothing we can’t handle, but we’ve been stepping on each other’s toes way more frequently than usual after four months of sheltering together in a one bedroom apartment. A couple weeks ago, I had an important work Zoom meeting, and Henry knew. I know he knew because I told him multiple times. But, despite my reminders the week of, night before, morning of, and an hour beforehand, Henry still clattered loudly around the kitchen in the middle of my meeting. I texted him to keep it down, but his phone chimed on the table next to me, far away from his view.
I could have screamed. One of my biggest pet peeves about Henry is how he never fucking has his phone on him, and it’s especially an issue when I need to get ahold of him urgently. Such as when my boss stops me in the middle of a sentence to tell me that I should turn my sound off for the remainder of the meeting and instead share my work next week because the background noise is too distracting. I couldn’t even offer to walk into another room before he muted me. I barely held it together for the rest of the meeting, bursting into tears of frustration the second my boss ended the Zoom call. “Lily?” Henry called over concernedly walking quickly through the doorway, “What’s wrong?”
f,f,M My Wet Lesbian Fantasy
Annie lay in bed waiting for her husband to join her. She knew he was going to want sex but she was not in the mood. When he entered the bed he started to run his hand from her shoulder down to her thigh. She settled in to the touching and turned towards him. She had been having a hard time getting off with him and this time was no different.
I [25M] slept with my line manager [42F] so she’d keep me employed [FM]
So I’ve always wanted to write about the time when my line manager at work and I slept together. It was a few years ago and I’d spent about a year in my graduate role at the time.
I’ve always been attracted to women with ambitions, independent and driven; so I guess naturally this has led to a bit of a fetish for older women. I’ve moved on since and now work for a completely different
company so I’m a bit more comfortable writing about this now.
I was about a year in, as mentioned, and my team had a great year; we were up for a couple of awards at an industry awards event. I worked in the marketing team and my line manager was the Director of
UK Marketing, she reported straight into our international HQ in Paris. We lived in the same town, just one over from where we worked. We had a good working relationship, she wasn’t the most professional boss but
she was super friendly; incredibly helpful on a personal level and was well-liked by everyone. After being invited to the industry awards with the rest of the team, she suggested we meet at the station in our
shared town and travel to/from the event together. Of course, I figured it would be a good idea, I didn’t fancy the idea of travelling alone with no one to talk to; and I was nervous for my first industry event.
Exhibitionist fun after a night out [mf] [exh]
Much like any friends birthday when you get into your 20’s it consists of pre-drinks, typically at that birthday persons house, followed by cabs into town where you gather at a bar to regroup and have more alcohol. As a gang you then head to the nightclub with everyone in tow to party the night away.
We’ll jump in at the nightclub stage in the interest of time for this story.
There’s a pretty even split of guys/girls in the friendship group who are all pretty much single or in on/off relationships. It’s about 1am and we are still partying hard sinking shots and necking bottles of beer without any worry of the state we would be in tomorrow morning. With drunken behaviour comes erratic and flirtatious dancing especially between me and Jenny. We’ve hooked up a few times before always in a drunken state and this never affected our friendship, which was great.
Jenny stood at about 5,2 with dirty blonde shoulder length hair, blue eyes, slim/average frame, 32c and a thicc bum. She was smoking.
We gravitated towards eachother on the dance floor and exchanged a few awkward dance moves to cheesy songs the DJ loved to play. As it happens with every night out, there’s always one who is far too drunk and we have to leave. As a group, we always leave together and truly locally continue the party elsewhere.
[MF] Fucking my True Love (Part 2)
I wrote part 1 of this a few months back here it is;
[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fcxapd/mf_fucking_my_true_love_part_1/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fcxapd/mf_fucking_my_true_love_part_1/)
So I’ve finally got round to writing up part 2.
After meeting up in the lunchtime from my previous post things ramped up pretty quickly. We both knew what we was doing was wrong and would hurt the people we were with but we couldnt actually resist doing it. The chemistry between us was amazing and sexually we aligned in terms of likes and kinks. Role play was a massive turn on for us both and we’d often play out scenarios via messenger during our working day. We’d begun to exchange pictures quite regularly with Sarah sending me pics of what underwear she was wearing that day or of her sat at her desk at work with her stocking tops on show etc.
Finally we both agreed that we needed to meet up and scratch the itch that was getting to us both. We sorted a night when we could both get away and Sarah organised an apartment through her work and we arranged to meet there one Friday straight from work.
[FM] Getting pranked and fucked in a classroom
Although I refused to call him my boyfriend and shuddered at the idea of him calling me his girlfriend, I spent the first couple months of my relationship with Henry attached at the hip. At the time, he was working as a long-term substitute teacher but had lined up an almost year-long job training program at the end of the spring semester so he could change careers. While I was incredibly excited for him, the program was over an hour’s drive away from my grad school. Though neither of us had any intention of ending things when he left, I was understandably worried about making the distance work.
In June, around three months into our relationship and shortly after the end of the school year, Henry had to pack up his apartment and his classroom in the same week. He was going to be back soon for a conference in my city, and he had already made me agree to [introduce him](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gtlqeu/fm_reclaimed_my_boyfriends_cock_in_a_bar_bathroom/) to my grad school friends while he was in town, but I was suffering from extreme pre-separation anxiety. I was like a clingy house cat. I’d tag along for his grocery shopping and car tune-ups and miscellaneous errands but act like it was a coincidence that I happened to be there, even though we always drove together. Henry thankfully found my attachment cute and funny instead of annoying or concerning.
[MF] Tease me? Hold on..
It was a heated and nearly frantic display as we spilled from the elevator doors in the early twilight hours of the morning. Your hands gripped my thighs as I hooked one leg over your hip, my black dress nearly pushed up to my waist. You fumbled with the keys to your apartment as I tugged your shirt out of your jeans.
“I want you to fill me up,” I murmured into your ear.
You liked me this way; feisty and assertive, deliberately provoking you.
“I don’t know if you can handle what I have planned for you” you teased as you lifted me up, my legs instinctively wrapping around your hips. But we both knew that I was the true deviant.
“You know I’m always game.”
I had a way of matching your passions, eager to explore the boundaries.
In the bedroom, you pushed me up against the wall, impatiently stripping me bare. Your eyes drank in every inch of exposed flesh as you pinned my wrists above my head. I was easy to restrain, while your other hand spanked my ass, warming my skin with a quick lick of fire.