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The Twins [M/F, inc, cons]

And so this is Xmas

“What are we going to get Mom for Christmas?” Kenny asked, “This is the first time she has been without Dad for years.”

“Don’t remind me,” Zarla replied to her twin brother, “The first Christmas without Dad for all of us.”

“But we still got each other.”

“I know, but this is not a good time for us,” Zarla went on, “I know, we can’t keep grieving forever, but it has only been 51 weeks on Christmas Day.”

Kenny reflected that yes, New Years Day would never mean the same for them. Dad’s car was hit on the freeway by a drunk which sent him spinning out of control into the rear bogey of a Mack truck. He didn’t stand a chance, and it was all over before he knew what hit him, the cops had told them. Small comfort and seriously tacky. The woman driving the car pleaded Not Guilty to Murder, under the “Watson” laws, but was found guilty. with a third conviction. She showed no remorse, no emotions whatsoever so got the maximum penalty, 15 to life, and that is just not enough, the kids thought. While they felt they were coping, they knew that Mom was only going through the motions. Read more »

Exposed Summer [mf][Mdom][light exhibitionism]

It’s a small seaside town. The type that is usually dead in the winter but is buzzing with life during the summer. It’s August and it is the busiest month. The hottest month and the last before the long winter lethargy. The small town is packed with young people from Europe and from the country, everyone looking for a vacation of sunbathing, parties, cheap alcohol and hook-ups.

We were renting an Airbnb. It was atop a 4 story building on the main street. It wasn’t a tall building but it was the tallest in the neighbourhood. A nice but cold and soulless looking place, more resembling a hotel room rather than a living space that someone rents out. The balcony was above the main road of the town and was the route of many people to the beach. So a lot of car and foot traffic was going under us. And between the next row of buildings you can see the blue sea, crashing its waves in the distance and meeting the sky deep on the horizon, as far as your eye could see. Read more »

The bridesmaid who shagged me. [MF]

Her name was Sondra, like Sandra, but with an o, I think. I never asked.

It was a wedding, or rather, the aftermath. We were all the same hotel- me, most of my friends, their significant others, and mine too. The place was a country estate, a few separate buildings with a dozen or so rooms in each, some lovely nature and fuck all else.

It was full, overfull, and as such we’d had to move from room to room, building to building, over the three nights we were there. That inconvenience led to my superior geographic knowledge of the place.

That knowledge is what led my tipsy girlfriend to suggest I help Sondra find her room while she went to our room to change. Not an issue, just tour guide duty. Easy. I was drunk, because it was a wedding, but still… easy.

So Sondra, friend of the bride, a bit of a socialite, clearly spoilt, pretty bit not stunning. Five seven, dark hair and a button nose, tanned like she went on holiday every week. Lovely eyes. Not much cleavage, perky ass. I barely knew her, but just like all the other bridesmaids, I had noticed her. By noticed, I mean I’d undressed her with my eyes. Read more »

[M]y [F]riendly coworker.

Posting from phone, sorry if format sucks. This happened years ago and is still vivid when I think about it.

I had worked at a Little Caesars for about a year and eight months, long enough to become acquainted with everyone there to the point we would give each other rides home and such. I was 17, in high school with a girlfriend and making peanuts.

At my location, there was this absolutely stunning woman whom the other guys would drool over and she knew it man. We’ll call her V. I never actually knew her age but if I had to guess I’d say late twenties. Easily a C cup, though later I’d find they would be DDs, slim waist and a round, firm booty too! What’s more is that she was 5ft flat, slim waist, light bronze skin with long, thick hair that reached just the top of her bum. Read more »

Me [M] roleplaying teacher for my widow student [F]

My girlfriend (widow) I’ve wrote about a few times now on this sub, I’ll call her Anne. She disclosed she had a teacher/student fetish. We’re brand new to our relationship and in the honeymoon stages of experimenting. I decided to really go the whole way and give her the roleplay that she has always wanted.

I was dressed smart – a blazer, shirt, smart pants, a belt, while Anne was dressed as a schoolgirl, albeit a slutty one. She wasn’t wearing a bra and was in a shirt, short skirt and socks. I’d told her to take her shoes off before she entered my classroom. I was the teacher. This was the classroom. No, this was detention. Anne’s fantasy was barely a fantasy and was now extremely real.

I started a countdown clock from 2 hours. I handed Anne a piece of paper. “Write the following: I’m a bad girl. I will do what my teacher says”. I told her to write it immediately and she did. Anne could see the clock right in front of her. She was in detention – that was my theme for the roleplay. I’d set up the room to resemble a teacher’s office – study books, a table, pens, a laptop. Anne had no clue what I was going to do during those 2 hours, all she knew was that I was the Dom and she was the sub at my mercy. Read more »

My girlfriend told me to date my old female coworker [FMF] part 2

When you look back on your life, you can find significant moments that completely altered what may be in store for your future. This is often referred to as the butterfly effect. Kate told me to date Iris, and now here I am with Iris looking at me while her mouth is around my cock.

Let me back up a bit, and if you haven’t read part one yet. You may want to https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e5b61a/my_girlfriend_told_me_to_date_my_old_female/

The fight between Kate and me a few weeks back no longer lingered in the air like a giant balloon. Kate and I were strong, stronger than we give ourselves credit for. Neither of us looked in the mirror confused at who we saw looking back at us.

Growth was prevalent in this situation, growth with Kate, growth with Iris, and lastly, growth with myself.
Iris was becoming more a part of our regular routine, we all knew how to handle the situation that we made for ourselves. We even adapted to the point of all of us hanging out together and talking. We brought Iris around more often to make my roommates not think anything of it when they saw us together alone or with Kate. Read more »

[F]ucking [M]y girlfriend on the dining room table after not seeing her for three weeks

Our last post was a while ago, and I had always said I’d follow up with it. However, life got in the way, my bad! Anyway, below is the continuation to my girlfriend, Lora, and I celebrating new years last year/the beginning of this year.

Starting pretty much straight away after the previous post, we woke up the next morning incredibly excited. Although great to spend time with old friends, we really did just want to go home and be alone together. Thankfully, some of these attending friends lived near where we did, so we managed to hitch a ride.

The moment we were in the house, god himself couldn’t have parted us. I won’t give too much detail about this part, because honestly, it was over in a flash. We were both stupidly horny and tired from the night before, so we essentially fell onto the bed, tore each others clothes off, made love and fell asleep all in the span of about 5 minutes. Not very magical, I know, but bear with me. It’s on its way. Read more »