Day One of My Ownership

To say that I’m nervous would be an understatement. Each breath felt more difficult to draw in than the last. My stomach was contorting in ways I didn’t know was possible. The collar I wore seemed a little tighter than expected as it pressed against my throat. I tugged at it a bit, making my way to His front door, being careful not to twist an ankle due to my black heels.

I almost didn’t do it. I very nearly couldn’t bring myself to knock on the door before me. My heart was in my throat, and my breathing stopped. My knuckles tapped at the steel.

*What if He changed His mind? What if I don’t live up to His expectations? I really should have taken an Ativan before I landed.*

I feared I hadn’t knocked loudly enough due to not being able to hear much passed the heavy pulse pounding inside my ears. I closed my eyes and let out a breath held too long as I brushed my hands down my short, black, lace dress in an attempt to garner some courage to knock again.

[MF] Hotel Encounter

We meet in a hotel bar. I am sitting there having a drink and you take the bar stool next to me. not much is said in the first few minutes we sit quietly and enjoy our drinks. The bar is nearly empty but you choose the spot right next to me.
I ask if you are there for business or pleasure and you tell me business. its always business. you tell me that traveling makes you exhausted from one town to the next.

You are dressed in a blouse top and a knee high skirt. you have thigh high stockings that the tops occasionally peak out the bottom of your skirt. after a little light talk and a laugh your hand gently touches my thigh.

you excuse yourself to use the restroom. when you come back you have a deviant look on your face. you tell me that the bathroom has a gift for me. being in the hotel bar it is a unisex bathroom. you tell me to look on the hanger on the door.

[MF] Playing with a biker MILF while her husband watches [Swinging]

On a warm summer night, my car pulled into the driveway of a big brick split level. The neighborhood was quiet, but not a menacing sort of quiet, a sort that as H.P. Lovecraft would describe as concealing a presence rather than indicating an absence. Considering how many cops lived here, that tranquility wasn’t going to be broken. All of this was good news for me as I was ready to knock on the door of “Ron” and “Beth,” a biker couple who contacted me an hour before. Despite having a decidedly mixed experience over the prior six months with a couple, they convinced me that I should at least meet them. They looked very rough, with a complete package of tattoos, beards, and studded leather, but were very polite and friendly, like the vast majority of bikers I’ve ever encountered.

Feeling the by now familiar and comfortable anxious knot in my stomach, I knocked on their door. A very large dog or a medium-sized dragon growled in response. Uh oh. As Ron welcomed me in, both my guesses as to what was waiting inside to either satiate its hunger for raw human flesh, or try it for the first time turned out to be wrong. There was no dragon in sight and not just one huge, muscular dog was eyeing me, but two. One was clearly a rottweiler, the other a fluffy, enormous mix of fur and teeth the size of a teenage bear. Ron scratched the rottweiler behind the ears.

[MF] I went down on my girlfriend after I found her masturbating.

This happened a couple of weeks before last Christmas. My group was given the rest of the day off from work because we managed to finish our project early. What made this better was that it was a Friday, and my girlfriend(let’s call her *Vee*) was already at home, enjoying her annual leave.

On my way home, I tried calling her but it kept going straight to voicemail. The voicemail greeting said she was at home but busy with something, so that gave me some relief knowing that she was at home.

I get to our apartment and use the key to open the door, but I notice that she didn’t put the chain on. Then I think to myself that I need to remind her of [the time my parents came in on a surprise visit](https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/75w3ul/whats_your_most_nsfw_family_moment/do9exlb/), and that we should make sure the door’s properly secured, even if we’re at home.

I walk in and see that she’s not in the living room or the kitchen, but then I hear some sounds coming from the hall, sounds coming from the bedroom. As I get closer to the room, I hear the distinct sounds of moaning and panting. Now my brain’s trying to process this sound, and I find myself both aroused and furious at the same time.

[M] A quickie with a married [F]emale in the Night Club bogs

I’ve written a couple of stories before of things that happened in my past. I’ve had nothing of note to write about in my present until something happened last weekend.

As I’m recently 40 most of my friends are married, shacked up and have kids so I don’t go out much. I had a serious partner of a few years until recently and one of my friends wive’s had taken pity on me and told him to have a night out with me. He didn’t take much persuading.

We were out in our local city in middle England and towards the end of the night we headed to our favourite bar/club where they play older more alternative music. We hadn’t been in there long when I got talking to a woman at the bar. Her name was Liz, she was early 40’s and she initiated the conversation and was a little flirty. I noticed the wedding ring and called her on it. She said window shopping is fine and we carried on chatting. She was about 5’1” (taller in her heals) auburn hair. Very cute face with big green eyes, a nice but smallish rack (B-Cups) with cleavage on show. She was a little thic with nice thighs and a good butt in her jeans.

Taylor and Ellie

This is my first story so feedback is appreciated. Hopefully the first in a series

Taylor and Ellie

I got home on Friday night from another long week at work, I walked into my house; turned on the lights and sat down to watch some television. As I was flipping through the channels I was getting more and more irate, over 700 channels and nothing that I want to watch. Now I should say that for the last few weeks at work I have been under a lot of stress and things were mounting up; some of my colleagues had noticed this and suggested I take some time off to recover and come back fresh. I thought that they were trying to get rid of me or something but as I sat there in my house all alone on this Friday night I thought fuck it. So I went online and found a holiday to Dubai with the flight leaving Heathrow in four hours I clicked pay and went to pack my bags. An hour and a half later I was getting out of the taxi at Heathrow airport and looking forward to my last minute 10 day holiday.

[FM] Boyfriend fucks my brains out and cums in me after a long shift at the hospital

It had been a long day. Between patients, doctors, and a 12-hour shift, I was excited to get home to relax. I parked my car and headed up to my apartment. I opened the door and my jaw dropped.
Candlelight lit the entire room and rose pedals on the floor guided me toward my bedroom. What was Chris up to now? I set my stuff down on the counter and opened the bedroom door.

“Chris?” I asked.

“Hey, babe,” he said as he raced over to kiss me. Our mouths interlocked and his tongue raced along the front part of my teeth. He rested his hand on my cheek. He pulled me in tight as if he never wanted to let me go. I could feel his full manhood already pressing firmly against me. “I couldn’t wait to see you.”

“It has only been like 12 hours” I retorted.

“It was clearly 12 hours too many,” he responded.

“So what do you want to do?” I coyly asked. His answer was only a wide smile.

Short Ride [str8] [MF] [limo] [exh] [Mdom] [anal]

I could only hear our heavy breathing over the sound of the car’s engine as he slowly slipped his strong hands underneath my dress. I resisted the urge to tell him that I was nervous. I couldn’t stop my heart from pounding in my chest, as I was rushed with the sensation of nervousness and delight. It had been so long since I’ve felt a man’s touch.

This was as risky as it could be. Anyone could see us if they were looking the right way. I didn’t care though. I let out a soft moan as I twisted my fingers through his hair. Within seconds his lips met mine and we were locked in a hard kiss for a moment, then for another moment; only then he pulled away leaving me wanting. He starting kissing my neck and collar at the same time he was pulling off the thin straps of my dress to expose my breasts.

He kissed my chest while softly wrapping a strong hand around my breast. My fingers continued stroking his soft hair as I let myself become lost in the moment.

[FM] Showing up in nothing but a zip up hoodie, leggings, and a plug in my ass [Pt 2]

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7r28fg/fm_showing_up_in_nothing_but_a_zip_up_hoodie/?st=JCKT0LZE&sh=5f9cbe51

I took Jack’s thick, heavy cock in my hand and slowly started teasing him. Licking up his shaft, slowly sucking the tip, and gently caressing his balls before I suddenly took as much of his cock down my throat as I could. Even with the head hitting the back of my throat, I couldn’t take all of him.

Jack leaned back and groaned as I licked and sucked his cock. “Fuck, you’re a good little cocksucker,” he panted. I moaned around his cock, focusing on teasing the underside of his head and coating his entire cock in salvia, preparing it so he could easily slip into my tight, dripping pussy. I forced his cock deeper, gagging on him.

Finally, I got up off my knees and straddled him. Guiding his huge cock, I slowly sunk onto him. I gasped as he stretched me, feeling every inch of him splitting me open. His cock was so big that it pushed the plug out of my ass. I was too desperate for him to stop and put it back in.

Sex Starved Wife Needs EVERYTHING [mF] [anal] [mast] [fist] [piss] [oral] [cheat] [rough]

Charlie had been going to the same gym for years. He viewed it as his playground — he’d find an attractive woman, approach her with some canned line about wanting to take her out for coffee, but also respecting the sanctity of the gym, blah blah blah, next thing you know, she was back at his place licking her pussy juices off his cock while he came all over her face.

It doesn’t hurt that Charlie looked like a Greek God. It also didn’t hurt that he was hung like a horse and had stamina through the roof. Eventually, women would gossip. They’d talk about Charlie. Some women would even approach him — they wanted to see what all the hype was about. And they never left disappointed.

But Charlie had another group of friends at the gym — an older demographic that he simply socialized with. He never slept with these women—and then men, well, usually he just talked about sports or stocks with them. One afternoon, an older man approached Charlie in the locker room. He had a “young” wife — she was in her late 40s — and he could no longer perform like he used to. He wasn’t stupid, he knew his wife was with him because he was wealthy. And he didn’t want her to leave him. There was much to love about her. But he wanted her needs to be met. And he couldn’t meet some of them.