My Remote Controlled Gothic Hottie

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Drew Robinson had just turned eighteen years of age and was halfway through his senior year of high school. He wasn’t a bad looking guy but his self-confidence was a little lacking and the fact that most girls in the school knew that he was a pervert kept him from scoring a girlfriend.

He lived with his Dad, who owned a lucrative sex toy business and had apparently had a breakthrough recently in product development. One day, Drew just happened to be a fly on the wall at the right moment while listening in on a conversation and knew when the samples of these products would be in. He snuck a box into his backpack and went to school, where he met his partner in crime.

“Dude, you brought it, right?” Brad asked Drew under his breath in study hall.

“Of course I brought it. I’ve been waiting for this thing to come in for weeks.” Drew rolled his eyes as he opened his backpack and pulled out a vial with clear liquid inside.

[MF]

My female friend, Maria, is always complaining that her husband ignores her and won’t spend any quality time with her. I don’t understand it because in addition to being a firecracker she is hot as hell. She is petite, with an amazing ass and large breasts that seem to defy gravity. She has dark black hair and a naturally tanned complexion. We had known each other from college days and kept in contact sporadically over the years after.

One day, she texted me out of the blue, again complaining about her husband was sitting on the couch and wouldn’t join her at a day at the mall. Having nothing better to do on a warm sunny day, I picked her up and drove her to our local mall. She was wearing a tight white t-shirt, short shorts and some cute flip flops. She looked 10 years younger than her 30 years.

“Thanks for picking me up,” she said, kissing me on the cheek. “Oooh stubbly, someone forgot to shave.”

She threw her feet up on my dash, and I couldn’t help but look at her tanned, well muscled legs. I was in quite the drought, my girlfriend having left me six months earlier, and my thoughts went into the gutter.

Airport 2 – The Shiner [BDSM][Mf][Mdom][Humiliation][Mental Domination][Faux Abuse][Love Story][English]

Airport 2 – The Shiner

^((Tom – English))

^((Tess – an American abroad))

Tess and I were insane by this time. Constantly pushing each other. Deeper, darker. I think this was the darkest of our idiotic ideas. At times it felt like we were going to hell in a hand cart. Except we’d got carried away and set fire to our own hand cart. Leaving us having to hitchhike from the outskirts of Hades. I was in a Tess induced psychosis and the only thing I wanted or needed was more Tess.

Neither of us ever slept through the night. Waking up at 3am was one of many quirks which made us fit so well.”Psst, you awake?”

“Yes, Tom.” That voice lights me up, every time I hear it. We’d spend the next few minutes talking and ‘not-fucking’.

Not-fucking is by far the most vanilla thing we do, and it’s beautiful. I slide inside her, and we chat. We barely rock and neither of us gets anywhere near an orgasm. It’s just a moment in the night. A closeness. We couple. Gwynneth would be proud. The first time, after a couple of minutes I told Tess she ought to go back to sleep. She laughed and said “I will, Tom. As soon as you’re done not fucking me.”

[MF] The english teacher – part 2 [BJ]

The part 1 is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bwns3k/mf_the_english_teacher_part_1/)

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I arrive at this address, it’s Mrs. Robinson’s home. I knock on the door.

After a short while she opens and smiles.

“Come in, sweetheart” she says.

I take a second to look around, then I find my way to the kitchen table and sit down. Her home has a small hallway leading to a very opened kitchen. The windows are big, they let in a lot of sunlight which makes the room very bright. In the middle is a big round wooden table with 3 chairs.

“Do you want some coffe, Daniel ?” she asks.

“Yes, please” I reply.

I watch her as she prepares the coffe. She’s wearing a simple blue t-shirt, a pair of grey trousers and some slippers.

She’s not wearing any makeup, and since I don’t see any lingerie lines on her ass, she’s not wearing panties either.

I smile and start to think of dirty thoughts again. But I’m a bit confused.

Why is she wearing such cozy clothes ? Isn’t she supposed to wear something more formal and give me something to study ? I’m here to exercise my grammar after all.

An Indian Relationship opening up – Part 2

This is part 2 of the series “An Indian Relationship Opening up”

Part 1 can be found here [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/brkqe2/an_indian_relationship_opening_up_part_1/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/brkqe2/an_indian_relationship_opening_up_part_1/)

My girlfriend Priya had just left for multiple week work trip overseas. Just before she left, we discussed how we both enjoyed porn and encouraged each others porn watching habits. This was a big step forward for me compared to my previous relationship. In my previous relationship porn was a big deal breaker for my now ex girl friend Purnima. Needless to say I was very excited. Although my ultimate fantasy was to be in an open relationship, I think was a great start.

Over the next few weeks given our long distance, we engaged in a wide variety of phone sex, sexting and dirty email exchanges. We used to stream the same porn videos simultaneously and get off to it while discussing the dirty details over phone. I told her how the female pornstar’s slutty lingerie, high heels, and red lips made me hard. I admitted how busty girls and tight clothes turned me on. I reaffirmed my lust for large natural tits, thick legs and firm butts. On her part, Priya told me how a thick cock was a big turn-on for her. She told me she absolutely loved it when the guy pinned the girl down, and fucked her rough without stopping. When we couldn’t speak in real time, I compiled a list of porn videos that I got-off to and shared with her over email. She used to watch them, add some of her own and email me back. It was the best long distance relationship I had ever had.

Study Session – NSFW (Mfm) (bd) (spanking)

Jessica sat and listened as her professor read the poems to her. The smell of old books filled the chilly reading room as he voiced the lines for her. They sat among stacks of tattered volumes in the library’s basement. She sat watching her professor recite lines from poet after poet, thinking of the many dirty things she had fantasized about him.

He taught Jessica’s favorite class, “Nineteenth Century Erotic Literature”…classical stories and poems all about sex in one way or another. Reading the lines to herself was *inspiring* to say the least, she often masturbated while doing her assignments, even going as far as to make sure and leave some evidence of her lust on them when she turned some of them in. She had even caught her professor smelling a paper of hers once.

And now, as she heard his deep baritone reciting the words, all these elaborate metaphors for the dirtiest of deeds, she felt the need to relieve herself again. She wondered if he would notice, as he was so engrossed in the books. Surely she could cross her legs without alerting him to her intentions.

The culmination of all [M]y experiences with my step sister

There is a TL;DR at the bottom but it doesn’t do the story justice, so just know you’re not getting the full picture. Otherwise, enjoy!

When I was a freshman in high school my mom met a guy and they hit it off pretty well. She introduced me to him and his kids, a daughter and two sons. I thought the daughter was cool because she was my age, but the two sons were too old for me to really relate to, with one heading to college and one starting senior year.
The first time we hung out, I started to crush on my to-be-stepsister, we will call her Lana. She was shorter than me, she had this sort of strong attitude about her, and she was attractive as hell. As we got older I crushed on her harder and harder, and we got closer and closer. We listened to a lot of the same music (my favorite of which was Little Talks by Of Monsters and Men, which we sang as a duet even though she had a beautiful voice and I couldn’t sing at all), we watched videos together, and we basically spent every night for two years hanging out in her room, with me trying to flirt and her seemingly not noticing an ounce of it. This got to me, and eventually my crush began to fade as I took an interest in this Brazilian girl at school, and I had been bragging to the whole house that the Brazilian would be my next gf. In hindsight, I don’t know if my waning interest in Lana had anything to do with this, but out of the blue one day in her room we had this conversation almost exactly:

[MF] Seducing an old acquaintance at the cottage (Part One) (Long read)

After our last day of grad school, my friends decided to celebrate by going up to my friend Alex’s family cottage. Alex also invited his childhood friend Don, who I’d met briefly at a party once a few years ago. He got to the party just as I was leaving and Alex later mentioned that Don had asked about me after I left. I was pretty excited since I remember he was a good looking guy.

On the day of the trip, Alex picked up his girlfriend and our friends Kev and Luke before picking me up. Kev and Luke joked the whole ride to Don’s about who’ll get to share a room with me. When we got to Don’s, he was already waiting on the bench outside his apartment building. Alex got out to greet him and he beamed at Alex and they did one of those high five hugs.

Don was a lot handsomer than I remembered. His wavy hair that had previously lay limply on his head was now styled and pushed out of his face. His body was built and broad. He slung his duffel bag over his shoulder which showed off his well-defined biceps.

Me and my wild streak. [MF]

Long time lurker, decided to start sharing. ( 25 now)

At 21, I’d recently survived a two year long-distance relationship that collapsed. Around this time, I moved in a few houses down from a few friends of mine that shared a house. We are all artists, hippies, degenerates, and overall just plain fucking wild. I’d maintained some sort of fortitude through my long distance relationship, and had had a few girlfriends in my teen years, but never one as serious as that. I’d forgotten what it was like to have a wild time, and follow wherever my dick led me.

I’m 6’1″, 165lbs. Not athletic, but plenty of lean farm-boy muscle. I’m not the best looking guy, but I get a good amount of attention. I’m a poet, and I’ve had a few books published, but for obvious reasons I will not reveal who I am.

Around June in 2016, after a music festival, I was sitting alone in my apartment and decided I was going to start my conquest. I’d been sleeping with this hippie girl in my friend group orbit, but the sex was terrible, so I needed to re-evaluate my sex life.

[MF] My Best Friend’s Sister And I Cross A Line, All Thanks To Her Incredible Ass (PART TWO)

[PART ONE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/buz2g7/mf_my_best_friends_sister_and_i_cross_a_line_all/)

First of all, I’d like to thank everyone for their advice. I didn’t think that many people would be invested in the story. The majority of you were really helpful. There was one dude who seemed super upset that I included a photo of my dick, but I mean, I didn’t force you to click the (clearly labeled) link. Also, it’s a little strange to see that the photos have almost 15,000 views, lol. Makes me want to delete them for some reason…like that’s too many eyeballs.

Anyway, after reading over the comments, I decided it would be best to have a conversation with Emily. My initial plan of avoiding her would obviously not work, and I’d like to thank you all for making me realize that sooner rather than later.

I called Emily and asked her if she could come over on Saturday, “Yeah, I work until 8, but I can drop by after?” I was pretty nervous all day. Did I want to start a relationship with her? Or was this just sexual? And who knows, maybe it was just a one time thing for her. Maybe she regrets it now. I was just going through every possible scenario in my head all day. Eventually, I had to get outside and take a walk. I ended up walking for like four miles.