[MF] Conferring After Class

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“Are you still with us, professor?” whispered a voice.

Roger snapped out of it. “What?” He looked around. Most of his students stared at their desks, bored, minds elsewhere, too lazy or too disinterested to care about today’s lecture. He had done it again, gotten lost in thought after making eye contact with her, with Alex, the gorgeous student in the front row. The way she had looked at him brought back a flood of memories, a quiet night in an empty bar, an electric walk to the car, a frantic drive to his apartment…

Roger glanced at the source of the voice, a young woman named Hannah. She was one of those students who applied themself to the material, bringing questions and observations to every class. Her brow knitted in concern. But, no one else seemed to have noticed his lapse in focus. He nodded and reassured her with a smile.

[M]y adventure with a Mature Woman [F] – Part 3 Final

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nysgwg/my_adventure_with_a_mature_woman_f/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/oqlu4e/my_adventure_with_a_mature_woman_f_part_2/)

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On our way to her place, neither of us brought up what happened in the movie theater. We just smiled and she asked me if I was okay and I asked her the same. We talked a while about what we want, past experiences etc. but honestly all I could think of was what will happen once we’re there.

We enter her apartment and she guides me to her bedroom. I turn her around, put my arm around her waist and pull her in for a kiss. She puts one arm around my neck while stroking my dick with the other. I move my hands around her body, first I feel her ass and give it a slap and a squeeze. Then I move it up, holding her DD cup breasts in my hand. I hold them firmly and rub her nipple with my thumb and she gives a soft moan. I take off her T-shirt and bra and slowly guide my lips to her neck, then her chest, then her tit. I suck on her nipple while squeezing the other. I do the same with her other breast, meanwhile unbuttoning her pants and taking it off along with her underwear. I nudge her to lay on the bed so I can go down on her and she follows.

EST: LAW & PUNISHMENT 86 Spun For Fun Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM ANAL BONDAGE SEXUAL VIOLNENCE)

These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed. Any case, name, event is purely fiction. Butt the search for the truth will continue! With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
This is their case, their story…

Bad Boy: Part 4

He laid there, exhausted and helpless in the ropes. Another five weeks without being able to cum… he could barely fathom the idea. Another five weeks of rope holding him down, of feeling his skin sticky with their cum but not being able to clean it off. Of being edged so hard he could barely hold himself back from begging them to please, please just let him cum.

The door swung inevitably open. Olivia stepped through. Alone.

“Sarah is busy, so it’s just me today.”

He opened his mouth to ask her why, but she laid her hand over it. “Shhh. Or I’ll make you.”

He glared at her stubbornly and tried to speak through her hand. Sarah was missing a day. Sarah never missed a day.

“Oh, I was going to be nice and give your cock a break, but not if you’re going to have an attitude with me.”

She searched around in Sarah’s toy drawer, one handed, still keeping him quiet with the other. Finally she found what she wanted. She held a dildo up.

[MF] [Light BDSM] [Mdom] [Anal] [Body Writing]

The following story occurred sometime in 2014-2015. I was recently divorced and using a site that connected consenting adults with other likeminded consenting adults. This site tended to steer towards the Dom/sub type of folks. I was in my middle 40’s at the time and found a match who was in her early 20’s. I will call her KC.

KC was stationed in a town about 45 minutes away from where I lived. She was cute, thick, and in the military. We were able to strike up a conversation, as I too had served in the military (same branch), many years before. We chit chatted about what we were looking for, exchanged some pics, and decided on a “play” date. To keep things away from where anyone might recognize her, she decided to travel to my house.

I cooked a meal, as to feed her before we played. I remember when she arrived, she was wearing a sun dress. She was very cute with pale colored skin. You know, the type of skin that when you touch it or in her case, spank it, it turns beet red? Her green colored eyes and shoulder length, thin hair, waved freely in the air as she walked towards me. She was shorter, about 5’3’-5’5”, thick thighs, shy, and nice supple breasts. That was KC. I put her at ease as I went outside to greet her, and invited her in.

Rockette’s Rocky Adventures – Ch. 1 & 2 [Fantasy][NC][f/MMM][bd][humil]

Ch. 1: The Introduction

“Shit shit shit fuck! Fuck!” A man dressed in black mutters to himself as he runs down an alley, panting, out of breath. “Fuck! No! Nonono!” He exclaims having ran down the alley only to meet a dead-end. He turns around to face his pursuer.

“Looks like you trapped yourself, idiot!” A young woman taunts as she comes around the corner of the alley in mid-air, gently descending to the ground. She was dressed in a tight, white, bright mini-dress with a symbol resembling a rocket emblazoned on the chest of the dress, matching knee-high heeled boots, flesh-colored/off-white pantyhose, white opera gloves, and a white domino mask to complete her look as the heroine, Rockette. The heroine was quite the sight to look at, her athletic-thin build with shapely long legs made her stand-out like a goddess. She was a sigh of relief to see as a law-abiding citizen, but she struck a chord of fear in some criminals.

“Rockette! You bitch! Why are you picking on a small-fry like me when you got guys like Don Diablo on the streets still!” the man yells in frustration, shaking an empty fist at her with the purse he stole in his other hand. The heroine scoffs having gently landed on the ground now walking slowly towards the criminal.

[fm] Ever show someone a “whole new world” sexually?

Writing this as kind of a half journal post so i dont forget this, half story kinda way.

Broke up with my girlfriend a couple weeks ago. Long distance, didn’t really work out. I really really wanted a fuck, was on the apps for a couple weeks just basically wanting to get with anyone (consensually, obviously). One girl matched with me and messaged me, she seemed super into me and asked me “so what time do you want to meet tomorrow at _________ park for a walk?” I said “can we do it right now” (i was pretty high and horny), she said “lol no lets do tomorrow”.

I counted down the hours to our meetup – we met for boba first, hung out, then walked to the park and talked. I was kind of on my best behavior, flirting, being funny, really just trying to charm her. Asked her about her life, listened, asked follow up questions, etc. At the park, we found a bench and cuddled for a while.

[MF] And on the eighth night of Hanukkah, we beat my orgasm record

Because my partner Henry is a non-practicing Chinese Buddhist, and I am a barely-practicing Jew, the “holiday season” has never really signified religious celebrations. But, as Americans, we love an excuse to exchange gifts.

In 2019, Hanukkah started on December 22 and ended on the 30th. The overlap with Christmas and almost-overlap with New Years provided a perfect excuse to take time off work and visit family. It was pure luck that we timed our last pre-quarantine visit with family that way, though we of course didn’t know COVID was around the corner. We stayed with my folks in my hometown, spent Christmas watching movies and eating Chinese food (or as Henry pointedly called it, “food”), and attended a smattering of holiday parties hosted by family friends and relatives.

Rockette’s Rocky Adventures [Fantasy][NC][f/MMM][bd][humil]

Ch. 1: The Introduction

“Shit shit shit fuck! Fuck!” A man dressed in black mutters to himself as he runs down an alley, panting, out of breath. “Fuck! No! Nonono!” He exclaims having ran down the alley only to meet a dead-end. He turns around to face his pursuer.

“Looks like you trapped yourself, idiot!” A young woman taunts as she comes around the corner of the alley in mid-air, gently descending to the ground. She was dressed in a tight, white, bright mini-dress with a symbol resembling a rocket emblazoned on the chest of the dress, matching knee-high heeled boots, flesh-colored/off-white pantyhose, white opera gloves, and a white domino mask to complete her look as the heroine, Rockette. The heroine was quite the sight to look at, her athletic-thin build with shapely long legs made her stand-out like a goddess. She was a sigh of relief to see as a law-abiding citizen, but she struck a chord of fear in some criminals.

“Rockette! You bitch! Why are you picking on a small-fry like me when you got guys like Don Diablo on the streets still!” the man yells in frustration, shaking an empty fist at her with the purse he stole in his other hand. The heroine scoffs having gently landed on the ground now walking slowly towards the criminal.

A night of confessions [M/F]

It’s been two days and all I can think about was the insane and immersive sexual experience I had two nights ago. I am distracted at work as I replay the images over and over again in my mind. I underestimated the power of role play. Not only was it a role play but it was also the process of trusting and surrendering myself to a complete stranger and my life feels completely enriched for it. It started in the peak of my fertile cycle. I notice those 8 days after the end of my period on my Flo app follows a week and a half of constant horniness. I am embarrassed by the number of times I need to muffle the sounds coming from my vibrator so my housemate doesn’t hear. I run out of battery on one device and need to quickly source the next vibrating object to appease me. Switching back to manual labour was not going to cut it and I notice the pile of toys I own growing bigger over the lockdown months, with a dedicated box for them now in my cube shelf. At this point in time, I wanted more than a toy, I wanted a person. But where does one find persons in the never-ending state of lockdown?