Fucking and sucking my AirBnB renter [FM]

Hey Y’all,

It’s been too long since I’ve shared any slutty adventures. I initially thought Covid would stop me for a while but it continues to put a serious damper on my naughty behavior and desires. To catch you up on my life; back in January we moved down to Fairfield, CA for my husband’s job in the Air Force and a new job he had at Travis AFB. The Air Force put us up in an apartment until we could find a house. About a month ago we bought a new construction home in Vacaville, CA but can’t move in/close until the end of July as it’s still being finished. When Covid came around in March my husband decided to take his elderly mom out of her nursing home and move her into a studio apartment right next to us. Because of this I decided to stop driving for Uber and also stop all of my naughty activities. I didn’t want to make my mother-in-law sick by catching the virus myself.

F19 Worshipping his body

On the massage table lay the most handsome man. He was lying on his stomach with his beautiful round butt in the air for my view. He was completely nude.

I was admiring this beautiful view wearing nothing but black high heels. My 36 D tits were on view for him to suck on. My pussy was already quivering in anticipation for what was to come.

With this beautiful view on display I didn’t even notice when my hand slid down to my clit and started rubbing. I had to stop my self before I could cum.

Today was his day and I plan to make the most of it.

I plan to lick his beautiful shredded body and thick long cock, which was about 6 and a half inches long when flaccid.
I scoop out the wetness from my pussy and use it as oil to massage him. It wasn’t difficult since my pussy was gushing like a waterfall. I start with his legs. I rub the bottom of his feet while putting pressure from both my thumbs. I then tug on his toes one after the other and then suck them each. I then take his feet in my mouth and suck on them like I’ll be sucking his dick. He seems to be thinking the same thing as I hear a little moan escape his mouth. After sucking on both his feet I start rubbing them with my pebbles like hardened nipples and licking them at the same time. This action seems to get a louder moan out of him and I smirk.

Megan’s Slutty Adventures: The Slutty Bridesmaid [anal] [masturbation] [cheating] [cumshot]

Megan’s Slutty Adventures: Naughty Bridesmaid [toys] [anal] [cumshot] [cheating] [voyeur] [dildo]

Part 1
“Ladies and gentlemen, we are now beginning our approach on Los Angeles International Airport, where our time on deck should be 3:37 PM, Pacific Time. If everyone would please raise your seats, buckle your seatbelts, and put your tray tables into their upright position, I know myself and my crew would most appreciate it. If you look out the left side of the plane, most of you will be able to see the Pacific Ocean, and its beautiful out there today folks. Temperature on the ground is a balmy 87 degrees Fahrenheit with a northeasterly wind at about ten knots. Now I’m going to shut up and get you on the ground so you can enjoy beautiful California.”

I got facefucked in the back of his truck, then–he put his monster inside…[BBC, Mf, Mdom, Public, S-M]

I swear, Charlie definitely knew something was wrong when I agreed to his first sleepover in Albanyville *that* quickly. I had a call with the mom, made sure she was a real person, and gave a big thumbs up.

Dating with kids is kind-of like trying to play soccer in the DMZ of North and South Korea. Everyone is watching and judging. The landscape is desolate and sad. There are mines and traps everywhere, and your kid never wants you to get laid or even think about dating—so he’s a constant cockblock.

Okay, that last part is definitely just my dating life. I get that it might be hard for him. It can’t be easy having a “hot” mom. I’m a pretty fit woman. I had him so young that my body bounced back like a rubber band. I still get a lot of looks. It’s flattering, but most men my age aren’t expecting a fucking teenager when I get to that part of the conversation, hence my seven-year dry spell.

[FM] My [25F] first fight and role play makeup sex with Henry [26M]

One of my [previous series](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gxk4m9/fm_i_24f_let_my_cousins_hot_teacher_26m_finger_me/) described my first date with my partner, Henry. The short version: he was my cousin Shoshana’s long-term substitute teacher (known to her as Mr. Yang), and she and her friends obsessed over setting us up. We hit it off at Shosh’s Bat Mitzvah, but we didn’t tell her because (1) we weren’t serious yet and (2) she had no chill and would be a distraction in class. Her parents, my second-cousin Miriam and her husband Aaron, knew, but Miri didn’t approve out of a mistaken belief that Henry was a heartbreaker. In reality, I was the commitmentphobe.

In April, a month and change into us dating, I was actively avoiding all conversations attempting to define our relationship. Henry was bemused but didn’t push it. I was convinced my interest in him would disappear the second we slapped a label on it, and I worried our chemistry would fizzle if we became too domestic and lost the magic of sneaking around. It was obviously nonsense, since I loved every second I spent with him, but logic didn’t play a heavy role in my fears.

[M] How I became an erotic massage provider

I live in London. I’m single. Working as a full time massage therapist. Partners of mine are two renowned companies in city. I got stellar reputation, as people really love my therapeutic massages.

Few years ago I got an autoimmune sickness called Lichen Sclerosis. Its very rear. Incurable. Its already up to the point where it hurts during sex. It comes and goes in phases , depending on the level of my immune system. I was applying medicine for more than 60 days…which means I haven’t even masturbated at the time. I was horny as fuck.

In my professional appointments I would never allow myself to cross the boundaries and touch my clients inappropriately. But this.. changed because of my permanent arousal. I was thinking (and still do) about sex whole day and night long…I even began to loose weight.

So , I had this client. Very attractive woman in her mid 30’s. She had a baby – 10 weeks old. Her husband is an investor. She herself had a very successful business. So in short: rich family and she likes to be pampered. I work on outcalls mostly (lately I started working from home as well) .

Becoming a Pro Dom’s Kitten, P. 2: Hitching a Ride [FM]

[The First Night](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hfc289/becoming_a_pro_doms_kitten_the_first_night_fm/)

*At the end of this, there’s some rambling stuff in italics. If you want JUST the sexy stuff, read on, ignore the italics, and wait for part three. If you want the more honest truth about these events, keep your eyes out for italics.*

– – – – –

Everything my life was, everything I thought I was…was different. I felt magical, vibrant, alive. With renewed confidence, I continued pursuing friendships. Put my nose to the grindstone academically. My parents planned a trip to come see my sister and I–my sister had started university in Nearby City two years previous, and she and her boyfriend would be hosting Thanksgiving that year. I was looking forward to it. I’d been missing them, even though I was quick spending all my time with new friends.

And speaking near-constantly with my new Sir.

Rick was….

Rick was a god to me. I can’t explain it any other way. His confidence, his presence, his aura in the company of others in the scene. He had been a professional dominant for many a year at this point, and I felt beyond blessed to be in his presence. I felt honored that he had noticed me, an eighteen-year-old BDSM virgin. A froshie university student, far from home, who was oh-so-vulnerable.

Emma and Ronan Pt. 1 [NSFW] [MF]

Emma Rawlings stood in the back of the elevator, a bead of sweat slowly running down the nape of her neck even though she stood right under a vent with cool air blowing down on her. She saw her reflection in the mirrored wall of the elevator. Her red hair was pulled back, neat, and the green eyes that looked back at her were much calmer and belied the swirling emotions she felt in the pit of her stomach. In her right hand, she clutched the business card of the man she had met the night before. 

Emma had originally gone to the bar to catch up with some old friends, and as was typical, her friends stayed for a few drinks and then one by one left talking of other commitments until she was sitting at the bar alone. As her last friend departed, it seemed to be a signal to the men around the bar –  all nursing drinks in various states of drunkenness. Before the door closed behind her last friend, the first approached her, then the second, and third. Emma wasn’t sure why she hadn’t left yet. As a fourth man stumbled her way, she felt a firm hand on her shoulder as a man sat down beside her with a calm confidence that immediately made her fourth suitor stop in his tracks.

[FM] I [24F] walked across half of Brooklyn to fuck an old friend [25M]

In early summer 2019, after finishing grad school and going through a challenging break up, I had the summer off before starting a new job and took the opportunity to visit my family and best friend in NYC. I’m a California girl through and through but NYC has my heart completely, and my friend had been trying to get me to move there for years (haven’t yet, but I will eventually.) My family lived in the suburbs and I had been so many times that I no longer visited as a tourist, instead loving the chance to explore new neighborhoods and fantasizing about moving.

I made a post on instagram about a week before leaving, and got a DM from a name I hadn’t heard from in years, David.

“Hey, a little birdie told me you’re coming to NYC.”

“Who told you? Yeah, I’ll be there early July.”

“I log on to instagram pretty rarely but I saw your post. Congrats on grad school, by the way. I live in Brooklyn now, I’d love to catch up while you’re here.”

Reuniting with the man who catcalled me [FM] [30sM] [28F]

“Hey, what are you doing tonight?”

I crossed my legs as I read the text, immediately turned on. My plans for the night were getting high and watching The Mandalorian with my roommate, but I could be persuaded to change the itinerary. Because it was from Kyle.

Kyle and I met after he catcalled me from his truck. I’m normally a killjoy feminist who has no time for any of that, but something made me give him a chance. Probably the fact that he’s really hot.

I moved across the country shortly after we started hooking up, but we continued to occasionally reunite for dirty texting sessions.

Three years later, I’m back in the city where we met. I ran into Kyle once at the gym, and as soon as we started texting again, I realized it probably wasn’t over.

I told him to come over in a couple hours. I hopped in the shower to shave my legs, wash my hair, and calm my nerves. I was more insecure and less experienced the last time we actually fucked and I wanted to show off some new skills. I slammed a White Claw in the shower, hoping it would help. Dressed in my favorite black crop and spandex shorts.