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The Long Wait [MF]

First time posting one of my stories. Hope you enjoy!

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It had been five years since we last saw each other. I shuffled nervously on the front porch. Would things be the same? Would there be the same spark? The door slowly creaked open, my nervous fear dissolved as I saw Melizza standing in front of me.

She was tall and voluptuous, black curly hair draped over her tan shoulders. Her cotton sundress clung to every curve. She possessed the body every man desires but magazines never seem to feature. I felt a stir in my jeans.

“You made it!” she said excitedly, “come on in.”

She turned inside and I followed, watching her hips sway. Her perfectly shaped ass bounced with each step. It seemed like my pants were getting tighter by the second. Read more »

The time I cheated on my long-distance girlfriend with my best friend [FF], Part 3, The End of the Cheating

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ceo8i4/the_time_i_cheated_on_my_longdistance_girlfriend/)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ceyr58/the_time_i_cheated_on_my_longdistance_girlfriend/)

I am so sorry it took me a while to get to writing this third part. It’s actually a pretty significant investment to write these *if you know what I mean.* ;)

My last post ended with me fucking Marie with the strap-on and us cuddling for a while. I had topped her two nights in a row with no relief… then, that night, she turned around to face me and said, “Is it your turn yet?” Thus, this story actually begins in the filthy part (unlike my others so far, which have had some foreplay).

I remember feeling three main things: *extremely* turned on, surprised that she wanted to top me so early (I dunno, I guess I thought she would take more time to warm up to the idea), and a little apprehensive about what she would do and whether it would be any good or if I’d have to coach her. Well, I was so turned on, all I said was, “Oh yeah, it’s my turn.” Read more »

A good night (bdsm)

This is the first thing I’ve ever written remotely sexual, any advice would be nice. I wrote this in about an hour.

“Kiss me” she said. I wrapped my hands tightly around her hips like I always do and pulled her into me. “Oh like this?” I said, leaning in and giving her a passionate kiss. I slid my hand onto her back just under her bra strap and I could feel the goosebumps rising. “Oh my, you must have liked that” I said. “Yes daddy, I really do.. you know, I’ve been a good girl today and I think I deserve a reward” She said passionately while running her hand over the top of my pants. I started to let out a little giggle, “Well, mayyyybe you do. You might have to prove to me how good of a girl you can be”. Read more »

[MF][BWWM][Black Woman][Interracial] A Swedish Massage

I originally posted this story on Literotica under the title “23 Ways to Get Laid”.

**MISCHA**

“I ordered a woman.” I stand in the doorway of my hotel room glaring at a tall, blonde white guy. I tighten the belt of my terry cloth robe.

His full upper lip curls in a slight sneer. “You reserved an appointment with Abbi.” I can’t pinpoint the light accent. Nordic, maybe? “I’m Abbi.”

Who names their son Abbi? “Obviously, I thought you were a woman.” The perky clerk at the front desk failed to mention that Abbi, the only masseuse available today, was a man. For what I’m paying for this private massage, mistakes are unacceptable, especially after the day I’ve had.

“As you can see, I’m not a woman, Ma’am.” He emphasizes that last bit. I openly examine him. He looks to be in his late 20s, likely only a few years younger than me. The white cotton t-shirt stretches across his broad shoulders and seems tight enough at the sleeves to cut off the circulation to his bulging biceps. His blonde hair, short on the sides and longer on top, is parted at the side and neatly combed back, giving him the appearance of a business man more than a masseuse. Read more »

[MF] He made my legs shake

As soon as he closed the door to his room we were on each other. Soft kisses quickly turned rougher, hastier. He tugged at my clothes and soon we were both completely naked, my hips grinding against his hard cock. We’re both very much into teasing, so we spent a good amount of time just making out and riling each other up with wandering hands and mouths. After a while of that, I couldn’t take it anymore.

I watched him put the condom on and bit my lip excitedly. We had been talking for about a week, and the promises of what we were going to do to each other were finally about to come to life. He leaned over and slowly pushed into me. I was already wet, so he bottomed out quicker than we both expected and we each let out simultaneous moans. He was thick, just enough to stretch me out in the most delicious way. Read more »

The Camgirl Part X: Private Dance for a Fan [FF]

X: Blake

Blake sat with Chloe in their corner booth, nursing her drink—just a cherry coke, as she had forgotten her fake, not that it worked very often—as she stared absently at all the people writhing on the dance floor. She and Chloe had only arrived a short time ago, and she wasn’t in the mood to dance just yet.

“So why did you want to come out tonight if all you’re going to do is sit there and space out?” Chloe asked, breaking Blake out of her trance.

Blake turned and stuck her tongue out at her friend. Part of the reason Blake had been staring at the dance floor was so Chloe didn’t catch Blake staring at her. She wasn’t head over heels or anything for the older girl or anything, but Chloe was Blake’s type to a ‘T’. Both were athletic, but where Blake was slim and girlish, Chloe was curvy and womanly. Her big, soft tits were the perfect size, and Chloe’s outfit displayed a generous amount of the pillowy flesh while managing to make them look two cup-sizes bigger than they were at the same time. Read more »

[MF] My Weekend With Marie – Part 2 of 2 [True Story]

In my last post I described how I (a gent in his 30s) met a beauty in her 20s named Marie. We started playing online, grew to like each other, and traveled halfway across the country to meet up. Last one was a true story, and this one is as well.

After our rousing morning session, we shared a shower (she was so much fun slick and wet. So much fun.) and headed out for the day.

We did a lot of walking, a lot of window shopping and drank a *lot* of coffee. Our mutual love of java was one of the things that brought us together, and it was kind of transcendent to sit on a patio with her, people watching, talking, and getting caffeinated.

Since I’m about to describe some super hot sex, I’ll take 10 seconds from your life to convey something. I’m in my 30s, as I said, and work a pretty stressful job. I cannot overemphasize the difference this weekend did for me in terms of mental sanity. Read more »

The Dream

After Chelsea fell asleep that night, her dreams immediately went to the party. It was such a beautiful party. She forgets the life of Luxury Violet has, with going to a public school. As the party in her dreams continues, it takes a turn that was nice but did not actually happen. Violet announces that she has to go prepare her present for them all in another room and that they were all to wait in the living room. She looked at Chelsea and commented, “Pet, you are coming with me.”

The Guests were confused with what was going on. After all, this was a party for Violet. After going up a huge staircase, Chelsea was greeted to the sight of what she assumed was Violet’s room. There were splashes of Vibrant colors going from Pink and purple, everything was top of the line, Name brand stuff that the name itself was worth more than the product, and her own work station with a computer to die for. Comparatively, her room might as well be under a rock. Read more »

Taking a Friend’s Advice (Blowjob)

“How did she talk me into this?”

My car pulled into the parking space of a dimly lit lot. The rain had lightened to a mist. It was cold. Barely above freezing. I could not believe I was here. I recalled our conversation.

“You’re going to love it,” she said. “Listen, I know how bad your break up with him was. He is an asshole for cheating on you. It’s been 3 months now. You deserve a little fun. There’s nothing wrong with it. I’ve been myself a few times.”

My shocked expression made her pause.

“You didn’t think I’d have you do something that I hadn’t already checked out, did you? Come on. You know you want to. I promise there’s nothing to worry about. It’s totally safe. You’ll make some money and have a blast, I promise.”

I stepped out of my car and paused. “I could just go home,” I thought. “No. She’s right. YOU deserve this. You put up with him for three years. Then he cheated on you with that bitch from work. No. You ARE doing this.” Read more »