G-spot Archives — Page 226 of 424 — NSFW story

The Nurses, Chapter 8 [NSFW]

Though Adam and I had decided to be official, we wanted to take another week or two before telling everyone. We knew that once we came out with it, people would be projecting past stories and opinions on us like crazy and we just didn’t want to deal with it right now.

Rob in Radiology had dated a Doctor from the peds floor and they were hot and heavy, told everyone, couldn’t stop posting photos together to Instagram. Then they had an awful breakup which ultimately led to the female Doctor transferring to a different program, at a different hospital. “Don’t be like Radiology Rob” was a saying in our hospital which meant don’t dip your pen in the company ink. Hell, I’d even said it to a nurse a year ago about dating a tech.

We were sitting on Adam’s couch one Monday afternoon—one of our very few days off amid the COVID drama—and I was drinking iced tea. The windows were open and the sunlight was shining in on us, warming our skin and giving us much needed brightness to contrast our rather dark work days. I was reading something on my phone, leaned back on the couch, my feet in Adam’s lap, soaking up every moment of this peaceful and happy day. I looked up and Adam was holding his phone up, pointed at me. Read more »

Clementine (Part I) [MF] [teacher/Student] [Agegap] [CNC] [Older Man/Younger Woman]

Lawrence swallowed through the lump in his throat. The dancer–Clementine, her name was on the website–would show up at any second as they ticked by, having just passed ten-o’-clock that evening. He sat at the edge of the cheap hotel’s king-sized bed, his right leg bouncing up and down rapidly and mindlessly. His heart hadn’t raced this fast in . . . *years*. Not since Ella was born five years prior and he got to hold his tiny daughter in his trembling hands for the first time as she wailed at the top of her little lungs–

*Knock, knock.*

Lawrence shot to his feet, gulped, and walked to the door. He pressed his left eye to the peephole and there he saw the back of a woman’s head. She had . . . orange hair? Like, bright orange, almost like a–

*Clementine*, Lawrence thought and mentally face-palmed himself. He took three deep breaths and pulled the door open. He saw from the girl’s back that she was very short but looked taller because of her stripper heels. She was slender with gorgeous dark-skinned legs and a teeny waist, but had hips and an ass very visible in her mini black slip dress. She was hugging herself and shaking a little, probably because it was chilly since it was pouring that evening. Read more »

Twister Sister Part 2[cheating][sloppy bj][creampie][homewrecking][SIL]

I woke up and stared at the ceiling, afraid to look in any direction for fear of seeing any evidence of the massive mistake I had made the night before. I tried to convince myself that it had all been some sort of fantastic wet dream, and that I would roll over and wrap my arm around my beautiful girlfriend Sabrina, and everything would be back to the way it was. This, however, was all in my head. I had done the most horrible thing, sleeping with my girlfriend’s sister. I wish that I had simply realized my mistake, woke her up, and kicked her out of the house before things went any further. I could have ended it all right then and there, cut this tense situation short and tried to pretend like everything was fine and that none of this had ever happened. That is not what I did. Read more »

Clementine [MF] [Teacher/Student] [CNC] [Age Gap] [Older Man/Younger Woman]

Lawrence swallowed through the lump in his throat. The dancer–Clementine, her name was on the website–would show up at any second as they ticked by, having just passed ten-o’-clock that evening. He sat at the edge of the cheap hotel’s king-sized bed, his right leg bouncing up and down rapidly and mindlessly. His heart hadn’t raced this fast in . . . *years*. Not since Ella was born five years prior and he got to hold his tiny daughter in his trembling hands for the first time as she wailed at the top of her little lungs–

*Knock, knock.*

Lawrence shot to his feet, gulped, and walked to the door. He pressed his left eye to the peephole and there he saw the back of a woman’s head. She had . . . orange hair? Like, bright orange, almost like a–

*Clementine*, Lawrence thought and mentally face-palmed himself. He took three deep breaths and pulled the door open. He saw from the girl’s back that she was very short but looked taller because of her stripper heels. She was slender with gorgeous dark-skinned legs and a teeny waist, but had hips and an ass very visible in her mini black slip dress. She was hugging herself and shaking a little, probably because it was chilly since it was pouring that evening. Read more »

[FM] I [24F] let my cousin’s hot teacher [26M] finger me in an empty classroom – Part 3, Final Part

Parts [one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gxk4m9/fm_i_24f_let_my_cousins_hot_teacher_26m_finger_me/) and [two](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/he4y83/fm_i_24f_let_my_cousins_hot_teacher_26m_finger_me/).

Henry kicked the door closed behind us as soon as he carried me into his dark room, turning and pressing me against the wall next to the door. I ground my pussy against him as much as I could, moaning into his mouth as it recaptured mine. He broke the kiss as quickly as it started, moving his mouth down my neck until he reached my chest. His hands cupped my breasts over my clothing, and he kissed the soft skin there gently, reverently, before speaking. “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he whispered.

“Bed?”

“Fuck yes.”

He moved his hands to my waist and hitched me up higher before stumbling over to the bed. He sat us down on it and laid back on the pillows so that I was straddling his lap in the center of the bed. Finally. I ground against him roughly, moving my body up and down his cock over our clothing. Henry’s hands gripped my ass under my dress, his fingers slipping under my panties to touch my bare skin. I sat upright, crossed my arms, and whipped my dress over my head. “I can’t see shit,” Henry whispered, “hang on.” Read more »

I [F] went out on i bike ride while gaged, clamped and fully stuffed [MF]

So, a bit of context first, skip to the ### if you want to go straight to the juicy part.

I’m a 22 year old pettite girl, with short brown hair and hazel eyes. Self esteem and insecurities aside, consider myself to have a pretty decent body, with perky medium tits and a nice round ass. Check my post history if you want to see them.

Normaly, i live with my parents, but since both of them are doctors i had to isolate myself alone at my family’s beach house. That would be nice if it werent winter in the southern hemisphere – it gets so fucking cold its impossible to enjoy the beach, besides that, this neighborhood gets so deserted i have to drive one hour to get groceries. So, because of all that i hadn’t had sex in four months. It was driving me crazy, as i’m sure most of you are going trough the same. The only things keeping me sane were my arsenal of sex toys and my bike rides on the sand whenever the tide got low, cue yesteday morning i got the idea: why not put both togheter?

#### Read more »

Long Distance Changes Things [Part 3] [MF] [oral]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/h8ijce/long_distance_changes_things_part_1_mf_peeping/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hc0zfy/long_distance_changes_things_part_2_mf_oral_anal/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) Read more »

My first time Snapchat show and tell leads to a VERY satisfying night…[MFF, Exh]

*Part 1 of my story is in my profile, if you want it! Be sure to follow for more…*

 

I sat in the bathtub. The bubbles embraced my body. I kept reaching for the phone and then setting it back down on the rim. Even if I dropped it into the tub, my husband had gotten me the newest model. He was so sweet. I glanced into the bedroom and saw him nude, sprawled across the bed akimbo and drooling on our nice comforter.

I sighed. It was 12:45am. If I snapped a younger woman at this time of night, I knew exactly what it would be for. I had requested her on Snapchat and she accepted, but I had not sent a single message in twenty-four hours. I was worried she’d start thinking we weren’t interested. Like we hadn’t fantasized about how she watched us rut like animals on the beach while she stroked herself.

That had been a good, damn, trip. I played with a nipple. I pushed suds down so my nice floaty cleavage would be in the shot. She’d see it and I’d be like: “*Oh, these babies? Well that’s just how they always look!*” Read more »