G-spot Archives — Page 387 of 424 — NSFW story

Bent over the desk – BDSM

He put the phone down and sat back in his chair. His office was suddenly quiet as their meeting ended. All pretenses and formalities finished. There was no official reason for her to stay. Nothing official.

He said nothing, but stared at her. Holding her eye contact. They were technically of the same rank, though she was pretty sure she made a bit more than him. His eyes on her though. She looked away and fidgeted slightly. How did he do this to her.

He didn’t move from his chair and his gaze didn’t leave her face. She couldn’t look back up into those eyes. “Stand up,” he said lightly, but in a tone that made his intentions clear.

She hesitated, looked at the door to his office and stood slowly.

“Come over here and face the door,” he said.

He watched as she walked slowly towards him and around his desk, her heels tapping the floor lightly, her skirt just loose enough to rustle and as she turned to face the door he said “hands on my desk, on your palms, lean forward and spread your legs, don’t look back. Read more »

[FM] My boyfriend [M18] likes to cover my [F18] ass with his cum and my period blood (Part II)

[Read Part I here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5ahbsq/fm_boyfriend_m18_likes_to_wake_me_f18_up_in_the/)

The next morning, I woke up with our sex from the middle of the night still on my mind. My boyfriend made me feel amazing. I felt his warm body against mine and his soft breathing on my neck. I wanted him so badly again. I started grinding my ass against his cock again.

He woke up and seemed happy about his “alarm” because he pulled me closer. “Baby,” I whispered, “I want you.”

He started slipping his fingers down into my shorts. He gasped and told me I was super wet, that he could feel my cum dripping out of my pussy. I slid my middle finger down into my shorts to feel. He was right; I was soaked. I couldn’t resist rubbing my clit. He saw me touching myself, knowing that I wanted pleasure. He slowly slipped his fingers into me, watching my eyes grow wide as he went deeper. He started rubbing my g-spot. It made me crave is cock even more. Read more »

DP’d my wife with my hand while she sucked me off… [MF], [married]

Yes, I made an account to write this, not fictional or anything.
We have a pretty vanilla sex life. My wife (31, 5’8 brunette with a soft body and D/DD tits) has a pretty low sex drive and while she often does the birthday blowjob, and sex often involves both missionary AND doggy style, generally speaking she is not sex-adventurous. I’d say 75% of attempts for sex by me get turned down.

I am about 5’11, 29, bearded, not in shape but not obese, with a hair shy of 6″ dick. I like a little more sexual deviance but nothing too crazy. Mostly I get ideas from and am satisfied by this /sub and a few others. I will admit to being too quick on the draw though which I’m sure makes her less excited sometimes.

One thing we generally don’t do is sex when drunk. She’s never been into that since college and I’ve pretty much always respected that and not even tried. But for whatever reason, a few weeks ago, after a party at a neighbor’s house, I decided I was just a little too horny and uninhibited and while she was in the bathroom, I pulled up an online sex toy shop. When she climbed in to bed I simultaneously showed her the phone, reached around her and started kissing her neck. She was a little confused at first but with some suggestions and teasing got into it some. Read more »

My [F] insufferable tease [M] returns. But at least I felt inspired again.

*Sigh* I did the thing. I alternate between hating this insufferable tease, to wishing with the power of 80’s children’s movies that I could cum in his mouth over and over again. I don’t hate him for any reason other than my own obsession with him being responsible for my orgasms. It’s infuriating. I don’t chase boys… I’m chasing this boy, and he’s a bad boy. I wants it, like Smeegle. My precious. The real problem is he knows I want it, and it brings him no small amount of pleasure to deny me a solid, lengthy fuck. Tonight I texted my subs to get my corset cinched up before a house party… I was running out of time, I needed to get tight-laced immediately. I text Cold War and ask if he’d like to make $20 to cinch me up so I can get my Dominatrix outfit together and stomp the yard at a haunted house party. I didn’t expect him to answer, but I was hoping the Jew in him would find the motivation to not flake out on me for that $20. It worked. I offered to pick him up, but he said he’d just come over on his own. I assumed cab, whatever- I need to shower quickly. I figure I’ll drop him off on my way to the party, so I’ll stop by an ATM on the way. Simple, right? Read more »

Follow up with the hot babysitter [MF] LONG

So you all seemed to like my [story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/55m0e8/fucking_the_hot_babysitter_long_m22f21/?st=1Z141Z3&sh=55a56c5a) about Grace the baby-sitter a few weeks back. I wanted to share what happened the next night, when we actually went on a date before we fucked this time.

After she left my parents’ house Friday night, I couldn’t stop thinking about her and how incredible the entire night had been, from the long buildup to the actual sex. I had already texted her when she left, so I didn’t feel like I could tell her that right then. I didn’t want to come on too strong. However, Grace texted about an hour later to tell me that she was still thinking about me. We texted back and forth flirtatiously, eventually making arrangements to go out for dinner at a local pizza joint the next day.

I got there first and sat at the bar waiting for her to arrive, drumming my fingers nervously and only half-heartedly watching the football game on the television, too jumpy to pay any real attention. Soon she arrived. She was dressed in a sweater with a tight mini skirt, tights and heeled boots. I wrenched my eyes away from her legs to meet her striking blue eyes. We hugged, a bit awkward at meeting again, but the air between us was already crackling with the same electric chemistry as before. Read more »

My[F] Unexpected Visitor[M]

Here I was again. Sitting alone in my living room with only the TV for company. I start to mull over how nice it would be to have someone here. A man. To feel his touch. God it had been so long since I’d been touched by a man. Had been touched like I’d been wanted! I pour myself another large glass of red and settle back on my sofa, accepting that this would be another lonely Saturday night.

That was until there was a thundering knock at the door, something else that hadn’t happened in a while. It made me jolt in my seat causing me to spill my generous helping of red down the front of my white blouse.

“For fuck sake” I cursed to myself, feverishly mopping at the stain whilst making my way to the door. I peer through the spy hole to check who it is. “Why is he back so soon?” I think as I open the door for my visitor.

“Sorry to disturb you again so soon, but I think I left my phone here” he explains whilst eyeing my newly stained blouse with confusion. Read more »

Late 40’s [F] and the college boy [M]: A first for both of us

Just discovered this subreddit recently and I’m a total nube to writing about my experiences–so hopefully these won’t be a waste of your time. Please be gentle!

Should probably start with a little explanation. As I was growing up I was tall, gawky, had glasses and an overbite. Then I was a wrestler throughout high school, got contacts, and dental work fixed my alignment to where I’m actually a pretty good looking guy (I’m told I look like the senior in Sixteen Candles), but I still have the perception of myself as a gawky kid with glasses and can still be somewhat shy until engaged and alternate between overconfidence and no confidence.

I remember hearing my dad and his buddies laugh about how ridiculous and unrealistic “I can’t believe it happened to me” letters that were in Penthouse (or Playboy? Both?) and that’s kind of how I feel about the experiences I’ve been fortunate enough to have–I don’t consider myself overly sexual or deviant, but I’ve somehow managed to have a lot of encounters that, upon reflection, are large in volume (everything from college girls to probably an unusually high amount of milfs/cougars) and kind of unusual (in semi-public rooms, fingering under the covers in front of the girl’s family, threesomes, with food, tying up, and so on) and seem like bs. Read more »

[MF] My hubby and I have a fun night with our “sex jar”

Any time my husband and I take a road trip, the conversation always turns to sex. Once the kids fall asleep in the backseat, we talk about our sexual desires, likes, experiments we’d like to try, or will read stories to each other from Reddit. On our most recent trip, after doing all of the above, I came up with the idea of having a “sex jar”. In this jar, we would write down different sexual acts or turn-ons and periodically draw from the jar. Whatever the jar says, goes. Well, it’s been over a month and I still haven’t moved the list from my phone to papers in a jar… That’s what brings us to what happened a few days ago. Read more »

I had the best dream last night… I got to take off every piece of that suit. [MF] [Fdom]

I started by kissing you so passionately while I undid each tiny button on that vest. I let my tongue dance with yours as I slid your vest down off your massive shoulders, pressing my body firmly against yours so I could rake my nails up your muscled back and around to your chest. With a devilish smile and a quick kiss I undid your tie and used it to blindfold you, savoring every second of your grip tightening on my hips. My lips against your neck I mumbled to you to undo your cuffs, and my kisses followed my hands down your body as I undid your shirt. Any type of undershirt you may have had on was coming off fast; all I wanted was to have my mouth on your bare chest.

Goddddd I was so happy to finally be able to take off your belt. Belt, button, zipper, then dowwwwwn onto my knees as I took your pants to the floor. My nails dug into your ass hard enough to make you gasp a little, which only made me smile more as I traced the outline of your dick with kisses through your boxers. I moved my mouth up to kiss your hip bones, your breathing increased as I slid off your boxers and let your dick rest against the side of my face. I fucking love teasing you….I wanted you to beg for me. Read more »