Hello /r/gonewildstories
I am new to the sub and this is my first gw story
collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
Hello /r/gonewildstories
I am new to the sub and this is my first gw story
I don’t know what it is about that specific silence, but it never leaves any uncertainty. Maybe it’s a subtle tone in her voice when she does speak. Maybe she chooses her words more carefully to let me in on her thinking. Maybe I’m just picking up on pheromones. Whatever it is, my sister always gets real quiet whenever she’s horny.
We both laid on our backs on her bed in single-person dorm room. I was visiting last weekend when a large snow storm hit, trapping me in town longer than I had planned. She lived in a long un-updated building. Almost every wall and every floor in the building was cold cement or, even colder, tile. Warmth wasn’t present anywhere, other than overbearing heat right next to the ancient radiators in each room. The building was so drafty that any heat didn’t extend more about 6 inches from a radiator. Rather, it almost immediately got sucked out any nearby window.
We shared a bed “almost exclusively” due to the cold. She didn’t have any heavy blankets other than her comforter and there’s no way I would have actually been able to sleep on the floor, even with the large area rug that would keep me off the tile. I say “almost exclusively” because nothing between us was ever quite innocent.
We went on like that for months; sneaking around my mom and trying to hide our shame. That wasn't the only thing I was attempting to conceal. It didn't take long for me to realize that I was pregnant. I didn't know how to confront Allen about our child, so I hid it the best I could until my first appointment. That night when he came into my room was different from the others. I wasn't waiting for him naked; I was cross-legged on the bed. "Allen, we have to talk" I whispered as he walked into my room. "What's going on baby?" He crawled in bed next to me and attempted to pull me into his lap like he did when I was a child. "This is serious." I sobbed looking up at him. "Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?" I could see the worry on his face.
I felt woozy and my head was heavy. I blinked, my eyes darting around the unfamiliar room, when suddenly I realised I was unable to move. My hands were raised above me and tied to the ceiling whilst my ankles were shackled to the floor, keeping me upright.
I groaned in dismay as I became fully aware my clothes were gone and the coolness of the room had caused my nipples to erect and stand proudly to attention.
Escape from these bindings was futile but I tried anyway, twisting and yanking at the rope fastening my hands together, but it was no use; I was trapped. I looked around the room again, hoping to spot a way out and trying to find some indication of where I was. A small light in the corner dimly lit the shadows around me and it seemed like someone’s basement. I stilled as I heard footsteps approaching and a larger, brighter light lit the room. My eyes widened at the sight in front of me as the items sharing the room with me became illuminated. These items looked like medieval torture devices and included racks and cages as well as whips, floggers and canes lining the walls. In the far corner, one of these cages contained another girl who was also naked.
This is my first post on here and this is a very true story.
I am a 20 year old college student and earlier this year I began realizing that I was attracted to other women. My boyfriend encouraged me to explore this attraction but on one condition. Should I find a woman to have sex with, he wants to be there and watch.
I didn't know how to go about this but I tried using tinder. I ended up matching with this girl Anna. She was exactly my type. Cute, short, blonde. She was so gorgeous. We began talking and long story short, one night, she came over to my boyfriend's apartment to meet up with me.
I was so nervous and she told me she was too. Neither of us had done anything like this before. We talked on my boyfriends bed for awhile to calm my nerves. My boyfriend was sitting on his desk chair, close to the bed.
INTRO:
It has been a pretty interesting past 2 or-so weeks sexually for me, and this even makes it more so.
Earlier in the week, a friend asks me if I want to go to a Black-Tie Charity Event that she had an extra ticket for and that she didn't want to go stag. So I said, for sure. We go to the event, was fun, everyone was dressed up and good scenery was abound, of all ages.
It begins to wind down around 930p and am super horny, especially since the hottest girl there was this blonde college student in a micro-mini dress and super high heels kept eye fucking me from across the room between talking with her dad and mother. Too close for comfort though, so me and my friend call a cab, but i suggest that we go out in our local town because it'd be fun to be out dressed up. She agrees especially since it's only 10p. As we take the 10 minute cab ride, i'm joking that we'll tell people that we're in an open relationship and she's bi and I'm straight and we'll bring a girl back to the house just for kicks.
This happened a few days ago, as we were laying outside in my hammock. It was the evening, and we were desperate to get away for some alone time. We were out in the open when he grabbed my face and pressed his lips into mine. His beard was digging into the skin around my lips, rubbing it raw and claiming what was rightfully his. His fingers were digging into my cheeks as I turned to press my body into his.
It didn’t matter where we were, or what we were doing, when he wants me, I give him me, and that was to be made clear to me today.
“Now, be a good girl and open your legs.” He commands. His hot breath is on my lips as they are reaching to return to his. I noticed his tone was hard as I pulled away, my eyes widened and were pouring into his, I was internally begging him not to ask this of me. But there was another part of me that wanted it so bad. I snapped my thighs shut and curled into the blankets surrounding us, burying my face in shame. I couldn’t let him do this, not in my hammock where anyone could walk by, where anyone could see.
Hello! I just wanted to reiterate that this story is totally 100% true, and I have dozens more just like it. This is what going to a UK university is actually like, and for an ugly duckling who grew up nicely it was like being cured of diabetes and being let loose in a sweet shop. Please excuse the style. I write novels, this is how I like to write. Maybe I'll put more stories later? This girl, Portia, changed my life on this night.
I didn't know Portia at all, but I recognised her as my housemate Rita's friend from across the pub. I was with a couple of people from my classes, so we got our drinks and went and joined them.
"Hello gooorgeous," Rita slurred, mock sultry, as she always was when tipsy. Portia smiled thinly, watching us all. In particular she looked at Rick, a loud, arrogant guy from my Modern American Literature class. A pretty good friend of mine. Rick had a knack for stealing the room whenever one of his approved subjects came up, including but not limited to modern fiction, classic fiction, canonical movies, blockbuster video games, and pizza. As Rita, Lottie and I gossiped about a new coupling among our extended friends, Rick asked if anyone had seen the newest Marvel film.
So this story involves miss /u/four_eyed_blondie – happy birthday sexy!! ;)
After I dropped off L at the airport after a night of fucking and a day of driving around my car giving him handjobs and blowjobs around the city, well, I still had one of my itches left unscratched. I had a few hours to kill until I had to go in to work, so I texted /u/four_eyed_blondie and her boyfriend asking them if I could go hang out with them until I had to go in to work. We had talked about the possibility of them joining L and myself the night before for a MFFM, but it didn’t end up happening. This meant that even though I had just been fucked hard by L, I was still really craving her. They told me I was welcome to go hang out with them, so I did.
Hi all, first time post. Would be delighted for some feedback.
So… We’re in a country house with a grand leather suite, and you’re lying on the couch waiting for me as I return from work. You’re wearing a pearl necklace, a black basque and black stockings, but no pants. Your nipples harden in anticipation as you hear me open the front door. You smile as I enter the room, seeing my eyes light up, enjoying drinking in every inch of your body. You notice my trousers bulge immediately, and your smile grows bigger, knowing this is a fantasy of mine, how much this means to me.