Tag: G-spot

I Met a Redditor Part 1: First Date [M/F] [Con]

We meet here on Reddit. You’re looking for a meaningful connection and cuddle and message me. Finding out I’m looking for the same. We talk back and forth, verifying each others identities, hitting it off, as I promise you only a nice cuddle and kisses and that I would respect your boundaries. Comforted by my intentions we set up a date.

Date time. We meet at a station entrance. Our eyes glisten as they meet each others, followed by a warm smile and a hug. The hug is short lived as it’s just a greeting, but deep down we both feel something brewing inside, knowing we’re meeting to be in each others arms. Naturally, we don’t tell each other and none is the wiser, so we proceed.

We have a drink whilst sitting opposite each other. As the trust in each other grows so do our hopes of what is yet to come. Our feet drift towards each others making contact. We realise it’s happened and add just a little bit more play. All the while above the table, we’re talking, smiling and I begin softly caressing your hands as you hold mine back. We want to get closer so we finish our drinks and go for a nice stroll in the sun. Read more »

Big boss’s first submission [FM] [femdom] [age gap]

*Disclaimer: This one is long and there are no shortcuts because the road to Ithaka is a long one, full of adventure and discovery. Except Ithaka is his sperm inside me and the adventure is a mindfuck full of gendered and intergenerational resentment. If you want a fast fap, go read [this vanilla story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/td5uj2/my_first_blowjob_or_i_swallowed_sperm_at_grandmas/) instead. You may lick me clean and thank me in the comments after.*

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It is not that she showed up unprepared to the meetings. She knew as much as everyone in the room did. It is rather that she expected to be treated as an equal. The bar is low, no? But their basic patriarchal brains could only process her as a relative. At best, as an intern. They angered her, and, unfortunately, she let them see it.

The biggest offender had predictably been the most senior figure in that room. A classic case of man whose path to self-fulfillment only included women as progenitors or as eye candy. It’s not that they were in antagonistic roles, nor that he made particularly boomerish comments. Really, it was that he had a way of deflecting the conversation every time she moved it an inch forward. He was fast at destroying progress she had built up over several exchanges. Somehow, though, it did not feel intentional. Maybe he just did not give a fuck. Read more »

The Day Out… [MF, Public, Romance]

The Day Out…

She places the white leather box on the glass countertop in front of us. It’s only a container, and yet its quality hints at what’s waiting inside. Tilting back the lid on its brass hinges, she reveals an exquisite wristwatch, dazzling as it reflects the display lights shining down on it.

“It’s beautiful,” you say. “Can he try it on?”

“Of course!” She says with a brilliant smile. She can’t be any taller than 5’2 and the counter stands more than halfway above her torso. It doesn’t seem to get in her way. She takes the watch from the case and reaches for my arm. 

She’s had this warm smile on her face since we came into the store. It’s not a salesman’s smile, full of feigned friendship, but genuine. Her caramel skin contrasts beautifully with the platinum gold of the timepiece as she slides it over my wrist. Her skin feels soft as silk as it brushes against mine. She expertly latches the band into place. A perfect fit.

You rest a hand on the back of my shoulder and lean in to look at it. Read more »

I Fucked our High School Valedictorian in the Woods… [M/F]

Our high school valedictorian was an 18-year-old girl named Maya. She was your typical top of the line student. She was wicked smart. Plus, she was super kind and talked to everybody, not like one of those hermit smart people. She was an Indian girl that was tall and lean. She had a very pretty smile and was always giving people funny looks. She usually wore baggy sweatshirts and t-shirts that hid her medium sized boobs from display. To contrast her conservative top half, she would wear those very short athletic shorts which showed off her strong legs. She never acted perfect at school. It was very clear that she was just as human as all of us. She was always very friendly with everybody, but never too friendly. As far as I knew, she had never had a boyfriend, and I had suspected that her status made her seem unapproachable to most guys. In our summer before college, I got to know her a little better though. Read more »

Apartment 303 – Chapter 8: Muddy Water [MF]

*Author’s Note: Seems like Charlie can tease with the best of them. Will teasing Kelly continue? Let’s find out! This is a repost from a couple days ago, something went wrong with original post. Enjoy!*

**- Chapter 8: Muddy Water -**

*Hmm, whipped cream on pancakes? That’s usually for waffles.* My grocery basket was already filled with the essentials – pancake mix, milk, eggs, butter – and now I was contemplating the toppings. *Whipped cream on pussy, yum!* I snatched the can and tossed it in with the other items. Throughout the morning I tried to temper my expectations of what would happen with Jamie, but given my new life with my new roommates I wasn’t going to not buy whipped cream.

As badly as I wanted to, needed to, jerk off last night to relieve the blue balls Charlie left me with, I somehow resisted. *Jamie loved getting covered in my cum, I’ll save it all for her.* After Charlie made sure the coast was clear, we had scooted out the back door of the Park Ave into the alleyway. We strolled down the main street of the university district, chatting and laughing with each other. We stopped for some tacos before Charlie abruptly said she had plans to meet up with a guy for a drink. Read more »

The Quiet Girl in the Library has an Oral Fixation, Pt. 2 [M/F, Blowjob, Cunnilingus, Titfuck, Public]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u1pogj/the_quiet_girl_in_the_library_has_an_oral/)

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I didn’t see Aly the next afternoon. I searched through the library’s basement, desperately horny after the pornographic blowjob she’d given me the day prior. The next day was just the same. I thought perhaps that was the last I’d see of her, that maybe she had moved somewhere else, searching out new cocks to suck in farther reaches of the university’s campus.

On Friday I was pleasantly surprised. The afternoon just prior to the weekend was perhaps the best time to study. I counted perhaps five people as I walked through the first level of the library before descending into the basement, where I saw no one save for *her*. She was in the same spot as before, that same exact table where she’d pushed out of her chair to her knees and taken my erect cock into her mouth.

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t start bulging against my dark wash jeans as soon as I saw the back of her head. Her hazelnut hair was tied up into a messy top-knot this time, with a ballpoint pen piercing it. She was dressed differently too, this time in a pleated skirt that ran near to her knees and a simple white camisole with her trademark baggy cardigan. Read more »

The Special Night [MF, Bondage, Romance, Anal]

The Special Night…

The winter breeze blows past as I close the door behind us. I turn, and see you looking at me with those knowing eyes. I step closer to you, just out of kissing distance, and I feel the chill of the evening air still clinging to your coat. You close the distance. While you’re softly pressing your lips to mine, that familiar tingle starts at the base of my neck, butterflies in my stomach, and any other number of cliches someone might use to describe the way a woman like you makes them feel. Despite my disdain for all the cookie-cutter phrases out there, I can’t help but think that after all this time, you still take my breath away. You pull back from me, leaving the taste of your favorite wine in my mouth. My heart starts to thump ever so faintly in my ears.

“Put that in the fridge,” you say, looking at the bag of leftovers I’ve carried from the restaurant. “I’ll get ready.” Read more »

I tied [M]y [F]WB up for the first time the other day… (Part 2)

So, I asked this tinder slut if she wanted to sit on my face, and it worked. We both decided we should become friends with benefits after that… This is the story of the first time I tied her up. (Part 2)

About her: She’s 20, short (5’0″), a bit thicc, with massive D cups. She’s stupidly tight downstairs, and stays that way. She’s also multi orgasmic.

About me: 24, 6’5″, 260lb, decently athletic thanks to rugby and the gym.

Link to part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u5euym/i_tied_my_fwb_up_for_the_first_time_the_other_day/?ref=share&ref_source=link

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When we left off in part 1, I had just given her her first orgasm of the night. As she came down off of her orgasm, I give her a break. I ask her how it felt, and how she liked having her wrists tied to the bed frame. She responded that she really liked it. As soon as the words left her mouth, I started going at her again without warning. The last word trailed off with an “ooooooh” as I rubbed my finger against the inside of her pussy. Within a minute, she’s squirming and trying to crush my hand with her thighs as she has her second orgasm of the night. Read more »

As Good As Your Pictures [First Person] [MF]

I’m wearing my best suit – midnight blue, tailor made, perfect. I adjust my cufflinks as I survey the bar of the International hotel. It’s the kind of bar where buying more than one drink necessitates a meeting with a Financial Advisor – expensive-looking drinks, expensive-looking decor, and expensive-looking people.

She must be one of them. I’ve never actually met her before. Just pictures. But oh, what pictures. We’ve been speaking for months. Well, messaging. As these things are prone to do, they began to escalate until one day I got a message saying:

“I’m in your city on business. I’ll be at the bar of the International hotel at 9PM. Don’t let me down ;) “

And there’s one woman in the bar who stands out, not just from the rest of the patrons but from the world itself. She looks amazing in a sexy. figure-hugging dress and I can see the outlines of her curves as I approach her from behind and put my hands around her waist.

I whisper in her ear, close enough that she can feel my breath on her neck as if I was kissing it. Read more »

Missed Connection and Moonlight Liberation [M/F] [Strangers] [Mutual Friend][Lite MDom]

I had grown tired of complications, restrictions. Petty rules. My search for an escape had begun to look futile. I always felt more grounded in nature than this overbuilt civilization. I craved simplicity. And I thought this trip would re-center me. Somehow, I instead end up in this glamping yurt that is gaudy, overpriced…just so…civilized. The portable heater was also so unnecessary. I wanted just one friend to level with on this. But I didn’t want to be ostracized for it. Again… Those pesky complications.

They were all about 40 miles out at some trashy bar anyway. Better to be alone here than in a crowd, however pretentious the surroundings. There was that missed connection. The one from years ago that through some chance sequence of events, is a new mutual friend. I never found out her name. Perhaps there was nothing to lose if she was with the rest of them, mindlessly drinking in an attempt to fill some existential void.

I looked up at the skylight. At least this overpriced rental came with a nice bed, I thought to myself. It was quiet. Literally just crickets. A saying with negative connotations in most cases – society places an annoying emphasis on noise. But this – this was peaceful. I didn’t feel that usual urgency to escape the moment. Read more »