Lions & Tigers Part 3 — Final Chapter: A young woman taken the way she’s dreamed of, and pushed further. [MF, public play, teen, anal, exhib, D/s, long story]

They spent that day bumming around Chicago, just looking at things. She’d never felt this immediately comfortable with a guy before, which was weird, but a good weird– considering what she’d let him do to her, what she’d wanted him to do to her. He showed her his places, his view of the city; the top floor of the public library, where she’d never been before. A glass-walled, glass-roofed strangely empty space, they saw no one else while they were on that floor. While she looked out over the city Jack stood behind her, his hands casually lifting up her shirt to caress her bra-cradled breasts, and she was half-afraid and half-wanted him to just fuck her right here, up against the glass. Instead, he kissed her and took her to a nice little lawn where old Italian men played bocce ball. They sat and watched the rhythmic clacking for awhile, and then got sandwiches at a nice little deli nearby. The girl behind the counter obviously knew– and liked– Jack, and Kristine felt a surge of jealousy at that interaction, found herself pugnaciously sticking her chest out. The sandwiches were excellent, though.

[MF] I (m22) developed my “skills” with my friend’s ex-girlfriend (f21) the day after they broke up.

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/stffhs/mf_i_m22_moved_in_with_my_friends_girlfriend_f21/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/stj3y0/mf_i_m22_moved_in_with_my_friends_girlfriend_f21/)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/subscs/mf_i_m22_fucked_my_friends_girlfriend_f21_the/)

*Hello everyone, and apologies to those who have been waiting for this. A combination of writer’s block, busy lifestyle, and self-doubt has prevented me from getting this to you sooner, but I hope it’s worth some portion of the wait. Going forward, I’m considering shifting further updates onto something like Patreon (for free – always free), because to be honest the fake internet points really funked up my mojo and I don’t like writing this sort of thing with the concern for “points” in my head. I just want to retell this story of mine how it should be told. For those invested enough to care about following this story, let me know what you think about that idea. For everyone else, I just hope you have fun.*

My boss and I [f]or the first time

I was 21y and just had graduated. I think that I’m a pretty girl, 5”1’, fit, blonde and with blue eyes.I worked in The company for a couple years . The company had a friendly environment and sometimes all the people stayed late on office talking and often drinking beers when we were celebrating. I had a boss who id worked with, he was the owner of the company. Let’s call him Carlo. He was a young boss, 33y, smart, friendly but sometimes he gets angry and irritated me. But Carlo was cute.
One time we stayed late at office as usual, there was 10 people with us. As time pass… they were leaving one by one, until there was no body, just me and Carlo.
I think there was a spark between us, but none of us made any movement about this. Until that night. We stayed on the office talking about many things. A couple hours passes and he offers me a ride. The office was close to my home but was late and Danger. So I accepted.

[MF] We fucked in the restaurant washroom

This happened long back and I am sharing this because I think of these experiences from time to time. Even today, I get super turned on.

My ex girlfriend and I were really hungry after class and went to the nearby restaurant. It was just an ordinary day, and she was wearing a white top that hugged her breasts really well, with a pair of baggy jeans. She loved to tie her hair up and wore glasses.

We ordered our food, and waited till it was served. This took around 10 mins and we just sat down close to each other. It had been a while since we had sex and we had a lot of tension building up. At one point, I got closer to her and said “I’m so horny I could fuck you in the washroom”. I obviously meant it as a joke, but little did I know she took it for real.

We ate our food and casually made our way to the washroom. It was mostly empty and as soon as the coast was clear, we locked ourselves in the women’s washroom. We had to be very quick and quite.

[MF] Shower Sex with Current FWB

It’s been a while since I’ve shared an adventure but none recently gave felt that fun until now.

For the past few weeks I’ve been seeing a girl from the shop every Friday, she’d asked me for my number and it developed from there. I made sure she knew I had a girlfriend and what kind of situation it would be. And she was perfectly fine with that. As it turns out, she wasn’t looking for anything more,and had seen me a few times thought I was cute, had caught me glancing at her chest. And had a glance at my bulge apparently. And that’s how we ended up meeting up and fucking on Fridays. A beautiful arrangement for now that relieves the stress of the week. She’s 24, about 5’5, two big beautiful breasts, curvy, but not fat. I’m 27, 5’7, 8″ 5.5″ Girth. We’re having fun.

My gf, Amy, has me fuck her best friend while she is out of town. (Part 9) (FFFM 21)

Sarah, Amy, Mary and I all got somewhat dressed again. The three girls were just hanging out in panties and T-shirts. It was getting late and we were all hanging out in the living room having drinks after Sarah and Amy watched me fuck Mary. Sarah and Amy were snuggled up on the love seat. I was sitting sideways on the couch, leaned against the armrest and Mary was sitting between my legs, leaning her back into my chest with a throw blanket over us. We were facing Sarah and Amy talking.

The talk was obviously sexual with the four of us.

Amy said, “Okay, Jack, I still kind of cannot get over you licking Mary while she was all sweaty after practice and before she showered…giggle…like you are kind of obsessed with eating pussy, if you will do that.”

I said, “Aren’t all guys?”

Sarah said, “I’ve been with a few who don’t do it. I’ve been with some that like it and some that love it, but you do seem extra into it. The first time you and I hooked up you did it to me for like hours on and off.”

I [M] cheated on her with her best friend

Even tho it probably doesn’t appear like it, I love my girlfriend a lot. We’re just not the same. Her dream is to have the typical monogamous relationship with cute little dates and kisses all day, whereas I’m more open. I would love to share her with other guys, girls and anything in between. Of course I want the solid base to be us, but there’s more out there to enjoy.

Now, our mutual best friend is a couple of years younger than we are. We are really open around each other, we discuss almost everything. And she thinks like I do. There is more to enjoy than just one dick/pussy for the rest of your life. Our mutual interest brought us closer together and sexual tension kept building up.

The first time the two of us openly talked about this, we were shy around each other. “We cannot do this, we have to be realistic,” blablabla. You know the drill. We cannot hurt my girlfriend (and her best friend) like this… But that was then.

Cheeky Cow

Disclaimer: this is my first time writing ANYTHING. So please go easy. I don’t know wtf I’m doing. I just write when I’m horny and I reckon this isn’t too bad. It’s mercifully short.

Cheeky Cow:

Paul had been seeing his girlfriend for around three months now. Emma was an eye-turner; his friends let him know as much! She was an athletic brunette with an obsession for dancing. Paul was besotted. Their honeymoon phase was in full swing and Paul’s stomach became infested with butterflies every time Emma popped into his head, which was very often.

He was lying in bed on a chilly Saturday morning thinking about seeing her later that day. She’d been out with her mates last night so she would probably some TLC.

He imagined her dark, almond shaped eyes smiling at him. The TV was on, he lay blissfully warm wrapped in the sheets and watched gleefully as the snow gently fell on the window.

He carefully groped for his phone on the headboard and tapped out a message to Emma; she was coming over later. His heart raced as he deleted and re-wrote it several times; would she think he was a dickhead if he said the wrong thing? He kind of wanted to ask for a selfie too.

A Prison Bitch Goes To Hell

The last conscious memory I have was sitting there, strapped to that wooden chair, my girlfriend in the arms of a tattooed convict, laughing at me. The fear was rising as the warden put his hand up to the large switch sitting on the wall. My forehead was soaking wet from the sponge they had so gracefully wet me down with. The stinging metallic taste overwhelmed me and I felt the surging, burning pain course through my body. It was more pain than I had ever felt. Then, everything went black.

Little did I expect to awake again, fully aware of my surroundings. It took more than a moment to convince myself this was not a hallucination, that it was not a mere altered state of consciousness. There was a dark, encompassing shroud around me. No matter how hard I tried to shake this feeling of being surrounded I could not. I felt as though there was someone watching me through the darkness, or more specifically many people watching me. This made me feel even more uneasy than the shroud of darkness.