Beneath The Mask – A short story about discovering a nerdy camgirl’s secret [MF][Femdom][Cosplay][Persona5]

I tapped a button on my laptop, then swung my head in time with the music that began to play in response. A soundtrack from my favourite game, and I hummed along, singing to myself as I clicked fire from the hob and poured oil into a wok.

*Where have you been~ Been searching all along~*

I flipped over the bowl of chopped vegetables, dumping them straight into the pan. Sizzling filled the air, along with the smell of onions, peppers and garlic. I tossed the mixture, let it settle, repeated the process until everything browned. A dash of soy sauce, a splash of sherry; the sizzle became a bubble, the smell more complex. Perfect.

“Jake!” I screamed. “Dinner!”

He didn’t reply, so I turned down the heat, drained the noodles and set off upstairs. Jake had been quiet of late. To tell the truth, I’d barely seen him. Not that we knew each other well, we’d only been living together for a month. He liked sports, running around, outdoorsy things; I liked videogames and sewing. As far as I knew the only things we shared were financial troubles and a need for a new housemate. Even so, I’d noticed that as of a week ago he’d started spending more time alone in his room. Cramming, maybe. Or an internet girlfriend. No reason to miss dinner.

[MF] The Saga of Sally – A Little Hate(love)fucking Between Friends

(Welcome to the Saga of Sally! This is the story of my relationship with a girl called Sally. I recommend you start from the [start](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hsqikr/mf_the_saga_of_sally_cumstained_jeans/) – each piece will link you to next part at the end.

A brief reminder what Sally looks like (there’s a reference photo in the first part): she’s a pocket rocket, thick, redhead tomboyish girl, with an hourglass figure and the thickest ass this side of the Equator according to the Guinness Book of Records inside my head.)

You’re all eager for the next part of these memories. I’ll start with the juicy stuff right away: the Nokia 3310. What a fucking phone that was. I’m sure some of you reading this will only know it as a meme phone, an indestructible machine that could not be beaten but for readers who are my contemporaries you know how this changed the game. The Fucking Game in particular. You could now conveniently message your booty calls and then play Snake while waiting for them. It was a new world. As long as I’m not getting my dates mixed up (which I might be – I’m sorry if you want precise accuracy my memories aren’t that good – I’m working from long ago), both Sally and I had one soon after they came out which was only a couple of months or so before the cum-stained jeans incident. I have a feeling they were expensive when they came out but Sally’s parents were loaded and bought her one. My father was loaded *and* absence often so got me one out of guilt. We had messaged each other plenty in the last month or so, but now Sally was blowing up my phone with messages.

Forced to Match the Movements [FFM, predicament, machine]

Esma was always insatiable after a big night out. As the yellow of the sun began to pierce through the gaps in the curtains, both girls came-to gently. Fuzzy memories of the night before danced around their blurry minds, the taste of tequila still dark on their tongues. It wasn’t long before Ashley spotted the wicked look in Esma’s eye.

Last night they crashed as soon as they got home, they never really had drunk sex – despite how horny Ashley would get when buzzed – because Esma was always too sleepy. On the other hand, Esma loved hungover morning sex and was already letting her hands roam Ashley’s incredible figure through the thin silky pajamas. She ran her dainty fingers up Ashley’s taut stomach up to the swelling orbs of her chest, gently tracing her fingers over the hardening nipples. Another hand groped Ashley’s ripe little ass, trailing down the spongy soft skin of her slender legs.

Ashley’s skin was pale and creamy, lightly dusted with tiny freckles. The most concentrated freckles were across her nose, trailing to those irresistible pillowy cheeks. She was adorable. How could someone be so cute in their mid-twenties? Esma was always struck but how beautiful her partner was. Those shimmering blue eyes, and her dirty blonde hair, combined with her sizable tits and sensational figure – it was a dangerous combination.

Tim discovers his step sister’s secret part 8

Part 8, The Ride

Timothy was dreaming, a hot sexual romp with Alexa, god, she’d done everything his fevered imagination could think of.Oh if only, his mind whispered. He felt sleep breaking up, and as the dream started to fade, he felt his prick, hard as iron, needing to get the relief his hand had to offer. Before he could reach down, he felt a tight, wet sliding ring take him in, a gasp and a purr of pleasure as his cock was swallowed up to the balls.

Tim shook off the dregs of sleep, and came fully awake. He stared in wonder at the sight of Alexa, she was totally nude, squatting over him with his morning hard wood buried deep inside her. She smiled as she saw his horny wakefulness chase away sleep.

“Good morning Tim, when I saw how stiff and hard your morning hard-on was, I thought this would be the best way to wake you!”

Tim’s mind registered, not just a dream, it was all true, everything they’d done, and here she was, ready for more. He threw out the dream, the sight of Alexa in real life, totally naked, and very horny, perched on his prick buried to the balls, really brought him up to full, horny need.

(Fantasy) I want to get trapped and played with by a sexy woman

It would be so fun to be sprawled out on a bed face up, completely naked, restrained by straps on all corners of the bed so I can’t move. Trapped with a beautiful, voluptuous woman who’s older than me, around mid-late 30s (I’m in my early 20s)

It starts out with her walking in the room and standing at the bedside. She starts touching my arms, chests, and abs, complimenting my physique. Then stroking my face telling me how happy she is to have me all to herself. She then sits on my midsection, towering over me as she applies some lipstick. She them starts lightly tickling me while making kissy lips at me as I squirm helplessly, teasing me saying that she’s going to kiss me all over.

After some time she acknowledges my obvious erection and decides to have a little fun with it. She flips around and lays on top of me, her legs or belly covering my face as she begins to tickle my pickle. Occasionally she’ll grip it and stroke it, but it’s mostly just tickling/teasing. Purposefully prolonging the pleasure. This goes on for a long time as I’m tickled and tampered with by this woman, completely at her mercy. The whole time she’s having a blast, continuing to flirt with me and smack her lips saying that she still can’t wait to cover me with kisses. She even admits that’s she’s tempted to just “keep” me so she can play with me whenever she pleases.

[MFM] My ex girlfriend and her boyfriend asked me to help them fulfill their fantasies

This past summer, I received quite the offer I couldn’t refuse. My ex girlfriend, Sara, and her boyfriend, Adam invited me to hang out one evening. Sara and I dated in high school. We went our separate ways after but remained friends, with the occasional hookup when neither of us were seeing anyone and we needed someone to satisfy our needs. I had met and hung out with Adam before, and I never got the impression that he disliked me for any reason or resented Sara being friends with me given out past. He is a pretty good guy.

The night was fun and laid back, a few drinks at their place and whatnot. After a few hours, Sara set her drink down and looked at me. She said, “We have a favor we’d like to ask you.”

I said, “Ok let’s hear it,” not even imagining what she was going to say.

“We were wondering if you would be interested in helping us fulfil some of our sexual fantasies”

Cuck let me text his girlfriend at work. She ended up flirting with [M]e and cheating on him.

This is gonna be a bit long one so please have patience with me:
I was bored yesterday out of my wits so I thought about surfing a bit on Omegle. After putting necessary tabs I went through chats and people avoiding the bots and other males. After few minutes of hitting dead end, I came across this cuck who was new to the concept and wanted help. I suggested I could do cock tributes for his girlfriend and maybe text her and flirt with her. He found the latter suggestion too fun and gave me her discord id chat up with her who was at work at that time, and his whatsapp to be in contact and update him.
After installing discord and bringing my nerves down, I added her. I was feeling really nervous thinking she might not accept me but within 5 minutes, she did. She shot me a text and asked who I am and how did I find her. I gave her the cliché excuse that I stumbled upon her username and thought of adding her as I’m new to the app. She was being really friendly and chatting up about her work and stuff. At the same time I updated the cuck who was kinda getting excited.
I then started flirting a bit to see if she responds, which she did so well. She sent me her bikini pics when I asked if I could know how she looks. The cuck was shocked when he got knowledge of it, knowing that his girlfriend is a slut. And I liked doing this. I liked being the dom/Bull there and flirting with her.
I asked for more and she had no complaints. And as she kept sharing her pics, they started getting more sluttier. She then texted her boyfriend saying she would be late from work so that she doesn’t gets disturbed. The cuck started to feel let down knowing that his girlfriend is cheating on him and realising it may not be the first time. She kept flirting and asked me to comment about her ass and tits which I liked doing. And on the other side the cuck asked me to stop and be decent but to be really honest, I was loving what was happening. I lied to the cuck saying I have stopped talking with her and that she has gone offline and kept getting naughty with his girlfriend (I know I’m not that proud of it).
She sent me her underwear pics and then a nude and oh boy those nipples looked so damn delicious. She then went offline abdurply. And hasn’t texted back yet. So is the cuck not responding and I don’t know what might have happened afterwards.
I’m not too proud of what I did but I liked it a lot and had an adrenaline rush. Kinda wanna do it again but it’s back to hitting walls sadly. Hope I come across another cuck who sends me to his hot girlfriend.

Connie, Sister #1 [Str8][mf][oral]

I’ve been getting into reading stories on here and other places lately, and thought it would be a good idea to share some stories of my own. These stories are a mix of fiction and non-fiction. Mostly the non-fiction comes in as a basis for these fantasies, and are situations I was in that could have led to something exciting. I don’t claim to have done everything I plan to write about. Since I plan to write multiple stories, I’ll give a description of myself here, so I don’t have go too much into detail each time. I’m fairly tall at just over 6’1, and pretty lean. I was much skinnier when I was younger, and as I’ve gotten older, I put on a little healthy weight at the gym and with an active life style. I’m no body builder, but I’m fairly fit. I’m also a little above average in the dick department, at about 7″ and fairly girthy. I have brown hair and blue eyes and have a short stubble beard. I think I’m doing pretty well in the attractiveness side. I’ve had some people tell me I look like Aaron Paul, so if that’s how you want to picture me, go for it.

The whole world now knows about my affair, and I couldn’t be happier [MF, no sex, betrayal fantasy]

I can’t believe it. I just can’t.

Told my friends, colleagues, kids and family (including my in-laws) about my 4-year full-on, love-and-fuck affair with my AP (=Adultery Partner), who’s a single mom herself.

I was expecting everything; from hateful messages to loathing death-wishes. That my parents and siblings would disown me, that my sister-in-law would immediately call my wife of 14 years to tell her about my wrongdoings. That my colleagues would tatle on me and get me fired, and my friends abandon me. That my own two children would despise me from then on and decide to live with their mother, breaking up any contact with me. I surely would’ve been devasted and a broken man if any of that had happened.

Surprisingly, it didn’t. Rather (and much to my soul’s wellbeing), the opposite happened. I gathered all of them together at home, having ordered some food as well to make the situation a little more comfy. Wifey was getting sterilisation treatment at the hospital at the time so I had plenty of time to break the news.

Close Teacher part 4 [Some Incest]

Part 4

“Where’s Tiffany?” Amy asks.

My head immediately perks up at the sound of her name. I answer, “I’ll go look for her.”

“Thanks Bree. You know where she is?”

“I have an idea.”

I know where she is: she’s going to talk and flirt with Mr. Reynolds. On my way to Mr. Reynolds’ class, I pass by our principal. “Hi, Ms. Powers.”

“Hello… there.”

“It’s Bree.”

“Yes, hi Bree. How’s the cheer coming along for tomorrow’s assembly?”

“Going good, would be going better with our captain showing up on time. Have you seen Tiffany?”

“Nope, haven’t seen her. If you do run into her, could you let her know I want to give her a schedule for tomorrow’s assembly?”

Oh sure, Tiffany you remember. “Or you could give it to me, and I’ll make sure she gets it.”

“Actually, I wanted her to stop by my office as well.”
“Okay, Ms. Powers. I’ll let her know.”

“Thank you … Bree is it?”

“Bree it is.” Eh, she’ll forget it by tomorrow.