[M]e Watching Two Bisexual Women Fuck at a Festival. [voyeurism]

This is an account of voyeurism where the couple was having sex outside, and/or with open windows/doors. I never made eye contact (other than telling the “top” hello while walking pass once) or had any type of communication at all about the watching, but lots of other people were passing by during this mostly outdoor sex, and even 3 of their camp mates, while seated 20′ away around an ice chest or something, watched the most vigorous action that happened in front of a tent. The camp mates didn’t show much interest though (two pretty women and one handsome and likely gay guy wearing a rainbow tutu). The two women seeing the action seemed slightly surprised, yet also not offended. They just had to turn their neck a bit to see the action, but they didn’t always keep watching.

As for the couple having sex, I refer to them as bisexual in the title, but they very well could identify as queer or pansexual.

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Now, the happenings!

Dating an Actress, Pt. 1

(All characters are 18 or over.)

I’d known who Delilah was since junior high and always found her attractive but didn’t get a hardcore crush on her until our senior year of high school seeing her in the school’s production of Romeo and Juliet. I’m not a big theater guy but on top of how hot she was, she really conveyed an adorable quality that made you say “yeah, I’d defy my family for this chick.” When I was 18, I asked her out and we started dating. I put the moves on her pretty early but she said she wanted to wait. We dated for three months before we made love.

The spring musical was Cabaret and being a theater girl she auditioned and got the lead role of Sally. I was worried about the show taking all her time for two months. So I decided to volunteer for stage crew. Delilah asked if I was sure. “Theatre kids… we can get a little crazy. It might be a bit of a culture shock, Jake,” she warned. I just smiled “I’m all about your kind of crazy.”

Losing It – Part 6 [F/F][futa][bi][fdom][fsub][oral][prost]

^﴾ ^Content: ^18+, ^analingus/rimjob, ^big ^dick, ^breathplay, ^bullying, ^cum ^in ^mouth, ^cum ^swallow, ^excessive ^cum, ^girls ^with ^dicks, ^multiple ^orgasms, ^oral ^sex ^[fellatio], ^rough ^sex, ^teasing ^﴿

## Chapter 6⸻Visitors

Embarrassment—or rather, utter mortification was a relatively new emotional state for me at the time, and it certainly wasn’t because I avoided potentially sticky and embarrassing situations. Hoeing comes with a number of occupational hazards, societal shaming chief among them, but you’ll sooner drown a fish than shame Mia Marie Kamiya out of grabbing the bag.

So, it wasn’t just that Millie’s load strung off my face like melted cheese in a Pizza Hut commercial. It wasn’t just that it sloshed audibly in my cheeks when I turned my head to look at the intruder. It wasn’t even that I’d been caught _literally **begging**_ to be painted in the most embarrassing possible way.

As far as first impressions go, I figured this had to be about as bad as you could get. While the number of people whose opinions I give a fuck about is a very short list, Millie’s family had found their way into that rather exclusive group.

Realm Of Order and Chaos (Chapter 1) [Gay] [Fantasy] [Story-focused] [Orcs] [Elves]

Disclaimer: All characters depicted are 18 or older, even if specified otherwise. This fictional tale uses fantasy concepts to tell the story. No resemblance to any persons is intended. The author is bisexual, each chapter will always have an explicit scene of varying sexuality. Each chapter is marked with a tag for the genders involved, but for storytelling purposes skipping a chapter is not recommended.

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Chapter 1

(MxM)

Aravaris felt safe once she left the high stone walls of Meadowlands, past the magical warding that protected the city from foreign invaders, through the dark oak trees that towered beyond view, into the grassy clearing that signaled nature and mystery. Her father insisted that she should never leave the city walls, and a party of the most boring elves in the realm escorted her to and fro. Her father was the king, after all, he had to protect his precious daughter from any thugs or vagrants that dared approach.

But in the surrounding forest, there was no escort, no party of buffoons to plead forgiveness for, no risk of every micro-action being woven into political jaw-smacking. Aravaris had her silver dagger, bow and quiver of thirty steel arrows to solve potential problems, with no moral grandstanding to force her to do otherwise.

[MtF] The Nymph’s Gift

In this day and age, most men would have ignored the rumours of faeries and forest nymphs, old wives’ tales meant to scare children away from the deep forest. Then again, Oliver wasn’t most men. The rumour had reached him during one of his many bar crawls; that a few miles off the track there was a well where it was said a nymph resided, a nymph who could grant wishes and make your wildest fantasies come true.

Maybe it was just a rumour but if it wasn’t…well. Finally, Oliver could be the man he knew he was supposed to be. The one all the women came back to and fawned over; he’d never have to spend wasted evenings with pick up lines at darkened bars again.

That spurred him on, off the hiking trails and further into the thick forest despite the warm spring heat. According to the rumours, the well was supposed to be around here somewhere…

There!

It didn’t look like much, a small clearing containing nothing but the fabled well. Nothing more than a ring of stones that reached his waist, it certainly didn’t seem magical at all.

Published
Categorized as Erotica Tagged

Wonderful Things Happen in Golden Gate Park [MF][pregnant woman]

There’s a little space in Golden Gate Park, a paved section off the main road no bigger than a tennis court, where roller-skaters and roller-bladers practice and groove. Someone brings a boombox, and some of the skaters dance, but mostly they just take long, lazy circles. I rode my bike down there, to chill out and watch the happy skaters. I love the variety of people: this day, there were a couple in 70’s disco style, big chunky roller-skates, a couple of graceful young gay men with literal capes fluttering after them, an array of regulars in everything from hippie casual to a business suit–and today there was someone I hadn’t seen before. She was gorgeous, glossy black hair falling to mid-back, olive skin, a big smile as she took a corner a little too fast and had to swerve a bit to miss another skater. She was also pregnant, her t-shirt bowed out by the round swell of her belly, and I felt a distinctive thrill at that; something about the curves of her thighs and hips and the curve of her pregnancy resonated so well.

Fuck The Author! — [Asian] [Cuckold] [Cheating] [FMF]

Fuck The Author! When Hotwives Don’t Do Their Due Diligence

It’s all about the minor details.

When you’re writing a story, the minor, seemingly unimportant details are what elevates a good story above the milquetoast morass of mediocrity. If you say “her breasts are big,” you’re practically hitting your reader on the head with your point. Just like I am now. But when you explore those finer details, the ones that get lost in translation from daydream to page, that’s when the story begins to take flight. “Her ample bosom strained against a shirt that must’ve been one size too small, stretching the fabric into three horizontal streaks.” Isn’t that better?

The minor details are also the ones that can end up sandbagging you. If your character’s significant other is a husband in one paragraph and a boyfriend in the next, your readers will ask the pertinent question: Why the fuck should I pay attention to your story if you didn’t? You only have to fuck up once, be inconsistent or wrong once, and the fanciful illusion of your wonderfully woven story deconstructs before the readers eyes.

Sometimes it’s the details that fuck you.

The first threesome I ( [f19] at the time) ever had: nasty bi friendly fun [FMM]

I’ve been asked this story multiple times. For a little context, maybe [this one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/owwflo/the_first_time_i_19f_at_the_time_discovered_the/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) should go first.

But long story short, I had a sexual awakening when I was 19 and studying English in NYC. Joakim (the guys name) was my absolute obsession. About three weeks into the course he shit out of me after I sneaked into his dorm one night. And after that we became inseparable. Over the 6 weeks we were together we did all sort of incredibly nasty things. Most of them I haven’t told anyone. He was 23, absolutely gorgeous, dominant and was super committed into the idea of me regaining my sexuality. He made me realize I never owned it in the first place, and now was the time.

But this story in particular is about Tim, a classmate of ours.

Joakim and Tim became good friend from day one. Tim was confusing to me. He was gorgeous, and clearly a horndog. But sometimes he would stare at me with hunger and another times I thought I was going insane because I could swear he would stare at Joakim the same way. They would play futbol shirtless together sometimes and I would watch them with their shirts off, sweaty and competitive and eventually playfully fighting, wet as hell thinking about how fucking gay that was.

Making Chloe Mine (Part 5): Submission [M/F] [friends to lovers] [bd] [cons nc] [creampie] [breeding] [impreg] [d/s] [Fdom] [Mdom] [ddlg] [gentledom] [caretaking] [praise kink]

**Note from the author:**

Hey folks, my name is Aiden. This is my first time writing an erotic story (so keep that in mind.) The story alternates POV between Oliver and Chloe per chapter. If you notice any spelling or grammar mistakes, notify me and I will fix them.

**I realized I’ve been doing the tags all wrong like a dumbass. Tried to fix that. Added a few of my own which might be wrong.**

**Also:**

– This story is fantasy. Obviously, don’t rape people. Consensual non-consent is the way to go, if you’re into that. Use safe words and aftercare.

– The G-spot is part of the clitoral complex, and is not an independent area. Clitoral orgasms are vaginal orgasms.

– Don’t fall asleep inside your partner’s vagina. Yes it’s hot, but it can cause yeast infections. This is fiction.

**Summary:**

Chloe and Oliver come up against a power struggle. Who will win?

******𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕖𝕩𝕦𝕒𝕝. 𝕀𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕪 𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕤, 𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕝 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕏𝕏𝕏’𝕤. 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕕𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕜.*****

**Part 5: Submission (Oliver’s Perspective)**

Letting my [M]Virgin Coworker Test his V-card Chip on my [F]Holes

This is what happens when I try to write a “shorter” story lol, oh well.

This story happened when I was 18 (21 now) and working my first full time job at a sort of gas station/rest stop/food court place. Most of my coworkers were guys between the ages of 18 and 25 and the majority of them were obnoxious assholes who clearly didn’t want to be there and would do the bare minimum on a good day. I’m a whore, but I still have SOME standards, and I tend to avoid people who make my life difficult.

There were a few exceptions though, and one of them was such a sweetheart that he quickly became my favorite to work with. We’ll call him Mike, and I think he was about 23 at the time. Mike wasn’t all that good looking, intelligent, or even funny, but he was a hard ass worker and an incredibly kind and considerate person. He was the type of person that, when surrounded by mostly lazy assholes, was an obviously easy target to take advantage of and bully, and he definitely got his fair share.