“I’m sooooo bored”, I turn and say to you. We’ve been at the library for hours studying for our final exams and the sleep deprivation is finally taking its toll. “I want to do something fun! There’s only so much land law I can take before officially losing it.” I pout my lips and lie back on my swizel chair, spinning it slightly to convey my boredom. You seem oblivious to my complaints and are actually getting work done; clearly, you’re having more success than I am. Normally, I would carry on studying but in the back of my mind I’m thinking “What’s the point?” It’s the final exam, I don’t want to be here, and I know we will both pass – we’ve been preparing for months and feeling pretty confident.
Tag: G-spot
The Red Lock Hostel – Complete [M+F] [anal] [humil] [cons nc] [fantasy]
Note: Originally posted this in parts, save for the final chapter. For those of you who have already read parts 1-3, ** indicates the beginning of part 4. I decided to remove the separations entirely.
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The Red Lock Hostel just opened the weekend I came to Tucson. It’s located pretty out of the way from the main part of town, but still accessible by bus. The hostel took my breath away when I approached and saw it was a recently restored two-story Victorian mansion with a tower. Once checked-in, the Host put on a cheesy grin and informed me that the hostel was haunted and to please stay clear of the door to the tower, which I would recognize from the red lock fastened to it. As a mischievous grin spread across his pale face, he slipped me a piece of paper with his phone number on it and said, “Don’t hesitate to call if you need…assistance.” His eyes drifted downward, following my shape.
I blushed compulsively and felt blood rush to certain parts of my body in a way that was only natural. The primal reaction quickly returned to sensibility; I was of half a mind to take my business elsewhere, but I merely glowered and made a note to crucify the Host in my online review of the hostel.
Sub Fashion Show[FF][impregnation][lingerie]
Alexa and Charlotte had been enemies since they became submissive slaves to their shared Master, John. Recently, however, the two had been close and had decided to join forces to best serve their beloved Master. They had worked together to create the most memorable and erotic outfits and costumes for John and to help each other give him the most pleasure.
“Do you think he would prefer something more colourful tonight, or sensual black?” Alexa enquired, separating her outfits on the long metal rack that lined the left wall. Each of them had their own rack of outfits and a room divider to change their clothing and accessories in the far corners of the room.
“I say we pick out a few to try and get an idea of what he might be into tonight based on his mood this morning. You know, he seemed so hard and stiff, he may be in the mood to get out a little bit of aggression.” Charlotte stood naked in front of her clothing rack. Her blond hair was straightened and flowing down her back and she wore minimal makeup.
[MF] I Fucked My Uber Driver Three Weeks Ago
I had to check out of this sub. It was kind of fucking exhausting. However, I fucked my uber driver 3 weeks ago- and that was pretty neat. I know some of you only want the hot fucking action so you can skip down to ************** there to find it.
Alright. Here. We. Go.
The week before Christmas I was flying back from Berlin, fucking hungover, and jet-lagged and pretty Berlined-out. The guy next to me on the last leg had alternated between falling asleep on me and then wanting to randomly talk about some dumb as fuck tattoo he had. No Jason I don’t care about your super sick tattoo of the chemical structure of MDMA. Weird, right?! I wondered if anyone had ever cared about Jason’s tattoo of MDMA, or the tattoo of the word for ‘peace’ in Sanskrit, because he felt like he “saw the entire universe in an instant” at some temple in dharmsala. I sure as fuck didn’t, but every 40 minutes Jason would lean over and say “Hey man I forgot to tell you about this one.” Fuck you Jason. Fuck you.
My girlfriend picked up another girl at the bar, so we brought her home [mff]
My partner and I would usually find girls to play with on reddit or fetlife, but this was quite different…
The early part of the day was spent at a tattoo parlor. I was getting a few pieces done and I was lucky enough to have Diana with me. Even though she was gone for an hour to get her nails done– a light blue– I still owed her. She picked the movie (Cabin in the Woods) and then insisted we go out to a nearby bar to dance. I’m not someone who dances often, but I relented. She watched me get stabbed by a needle for a few hours, so it was only fair that we spend the rest of the evening doing what she wanted. So we got dressed, me in a pair of jeans and a tank top and her in a little black dress. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think she was trying to get laid tonight. We made the walk a few blocks to the bar in question, one that is a normal dive-y place downstairs but has a dj on weekend nights upstairs. We got a drink (gin/tonic for me, vodka/club for her) while we waited on the line to get upstairs and finally made it.
[MF] “So, what do you think?” “About…..” “Fooling around.”
This happened to me about a month after turning 21. I worked weekends at a meat market while I was in college, it was a lot of fun! I learned a lot about grilling, cooking, and selecting a good piece of meat! My boss was awesome! He was very laid back, and was super funny and made the atmosphere there very lively! I started working there when I was still in high school, and he set me up with 2 of his nieces (at different times, unfortunately lol) neither of these worked out, but they were great girls, and dated one for a short period of time. My boss and I became really good friends, and as it approached me turning 21 he kept saying how he was excited to finally be able to take me to a bar. He was in his mid 30s at this time. About a month after birthday finally rolled around he asked me if I wanted to go over to the small town he lived in and go to a bar one of his family members owned. I of course did, (it was a fun little hole in the wall.) We did the normal birthday shots and then had a drink or 2 before they were going to close down. I was bummed because it was so early. What I didn’t know was they close early on that night because there is another little nar across the street that has $1 beer on that night. So, everyone that was at the first bar just walked across the street. We had been at the bar maybe 10 min. And I noticed that I was probably the youngest person there by far. My boss was probably even one of the younger ones. My boss knew a lot of the people (very small town) and was making all talk and introducing me. He told the bartender (a very rough looking and acting lady in her 50s if I had to guess.) That it was my birthday recently so, then she checked id and made a few comments about how young I was, all in good fun, and the other people around the bar had fun with it. After we got a very boss and I went across the bar to play pool. That’s when I noticed a lady that looked to be in her 40s but had a sexiness about here that I couldn’t put my finger on. As we were playing our first game of pool I noticed the bar tender was walking toward me with a beer.”Its from the blonde up at the bar.” “That’s so nice, tell her”….and before I can finish my sentence the lady from the bar is standing hip to hip with me looking up and back at me and says “so, what do you think?” I respond with “about?” “Fooling around” she says. Trying to be on my best behavior I tell her “well, I think I have a girlfriend that wouldn’t like that much.” She immediately responds with “well, I have a husband, have fun with me.” Somehow in my stupid 21 year old brain I accepted that as a good point and said, “okay, where are you thinking?” She tells me to “meet me out back by my van” and describes it to me. I was not waiting long before she came out the door and started kissing me and rubbing the now growing bulge forming in my pants. This goes on for a few min. Before she opens the back door to her van so we can get in the back. Now, we had to get in the very back because the middle row had 2 car seats in it. This made pretty uncomfortable because I started thinking about how wrong this was, and decided I needed to just go back inside. When I told her this, she gave me this look, like, seriously? And just said to let “you’re not going anywhere.” As she locked the doors to the van. She then took my shirt off and started kissing her way down my body. She stopped at my belt and just looked at me and winked and she undid my belt while never breaking eye contact. She teased me so much, just lightly licking up my shaft periodically, and used her fingernail to ever so lightly trace her way up the under side and twisted right before the head of my now throbbing cock with her hand like she was trying to twist off a lid using all 5 fingertips. And then slowly moved her fingers down until her palm was hit she couldn’t go any further down and she did a few other things just to tease and then asked if I wanted to taste her. I took her shirt and bra off, and was very pleasantly surprised. She had great boobs! They were a full C cup with nipples that were just the perfect thickness that made me want to nibble on them. I slowly worked my way down her very impressive body, and put my hand palm first to feel her soaking puffy. I rubbed in slow small circles with my palm for a second. I then slid in my middle finger followed by my right finger and slowly start to massage her g-spot while I explore every part of her tight little pussy with my tongue. As she was getting more and more into it I wrapped lips around her clit and moved my tongue in a way that she said felt like a vibrator. At this time I’m also starting to go faster with hand too, using the 2 fingers. She starts reacting in a way I had never seen. Her legs were shaking, and her eyes were rolling and then it happened…..she squirted all over my face! I had no idea what had happened, but it turned me on so much! I put on the condom and slid into her pussy, it was like it was sucking me in and felt amazing! She started to pull hard on the back of my neck with both hands and looked in my eyes and demanded that I fuck her hard.. I started to go harder and faster than I ever had before and could start to feel my orgasm building. She started yelling out “I’m gonna fucking cum!” And lost all control of her body…..as she is coming back to normal I feel myself really close….and heres the kind comical part. As soon as she got off she sort of pushed me out of her, thanked me for the great orgasm and then I went back into the bar and she left. I have never seen her since, and don’t know her name….my old boss said he still will see her at the grocery in town sometimes…thanks for teaching me a few things! I wish I could have finished lol
First Time Hotwife True Story: “Performing” Arts [FM]
**Disclaimer: This is a true story of events that just recently happened. Chronicling them to keep the memories fresh and sharing for fun. All names and identifying factors have been changed to protect my fuckbuddies*
I sat in the coffee shop, trying to keep my mind on the work in front of me but completely failing as I imagined that moment, again. My back against the wall, his body pressed against mine, his lips, his scent, his hands at my waist. It had been only three days since our kiss but I could hardly think of anything else. My days went by in a haze of surreal remembrance and disbelief: had I really made out with another man? First against the wall and then those sweet little nothings as we danced. And then again outside the club when he had walked me to my car. It had been more intense, then. He had been more bold. Against the door to the car, our tongues together and his hands over my shirt grasping at my breasts and then sliding to my ass to grip and pull me against him. I wanted it. I wanted more.
DING.
[exhibition] [group] Our trip to the nude beach.
Hey Gone Wild Stories! I have so many stories to tell and recently posted some in another sub and been racking my brain on which to post here. This is a more recent event from just last year.
Last summer we needed to get away and decided to fly to Florida for the week. It was a beautiful trip mostly being lazy on the beach. Eventually I convinced my wife to go check out the nude beach despite her body image issues. She was worried that the people would all be gorgeous and since she’s a bit meaty they wouldn’t approve. If you’ve ever been to any nudist situation you’d know that it’s not a place where people judge and it’s certainly not a place full of sexuality. It’s about being free.
Eventually she got there. Playing in the water, running, laughing with her tits flopping around and her pussy on display when she sun bathed. There were certainly men with their impressive dicks hanging and stunning women just acting like no one notices them. But there was mostly normal folks enjoying the sun. People sneaking beers, getting high and playing music, it was just freeing and beautiful. I often joked we found the garden of Eden.
Leslie and Adam (MF)
“Last call for alcohol!”
It wasn’t really that late, but it was clear the bartender was not amused with this crowd of traveling business barflies. Technically the bar closed at eleven, but Adam had been there past midnight on many occasions.
“Let’s go back to the room and finish our drinks. It’s just upstairs,” Adam whispered in her ear.
Leslie flashed him a look of desire, and followed Adam out of the bar. They walked down the hallway together, and made a right at the stairwell. He slapped her ass as she ascended the stairs in front of him, which was exactly when he learned she wasn’t wearing anything under her [backless red skater dress](https://www.lulus.com/products/believe-in-love-red-backless-skater-dress/595702.html).
Adam traveled to this city for years, but he only met Leslie a month ago. She was finishing up her internship at a prominent consulting firm when he bumped into her (literally) wearing this [little black keyhole dress](https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ee/70/ed/ee70edfff8d77da8bf983f924323177f.jpg). He was rounding the corner of the third floor bar in the Marriott Marquis open atrium at the same time she was coming from the other direction. Luckily, both of their glasses were (almost) empty, so he offered to refill hers as an act of contrition. After she smoothed herself out, she said, “Sure, handsome, I’ll take a Four Roses Single Barrel, two ice cubes.” She must have caught Adam’s eyebrows shooting up with that smirk and wink she shot him.
Blink (a fantasy)
I blink. I see you.
Waiting for me to take you. Revealing yourself to me. Not just your body. Your person.
My eyes open, my day begins. Shit. Shower. Shave. Dressed. Breakfast. Brush. Bounce out the door.
I blink. I see you.
The curves of your body entice me to come forward. Your lips kiss mine. Softly at first, then deeper. I embrace you, feeling you against me. My hands roam across your back, caress your ample ass. Teasing you by getting as close to your tight hole as possible with my fingers. I can’t quite reach. The small of your back. Your shoulders. Your neck. Your hair, weaving my fingers into your tresses. I grab. I playfully pull your face away from mine, just to see your smile. The look in your eyes is hypnotic; passion, want, excitement, fear, doubt, lust, FIRE!
My eyes open, start the car. Gear. Gas. Go, go, go. Shit! Did I forget my lunch? No, there it is. Left. Right. Stop. Go. Park. Get inside.