The defiling of a Gorgon (GrimDark Erotica mfm – feedback!)

*Blood and bloody mission.*

He forced her head down to the ground as the snakes in her head flayed around, leaving oily traces down his legs. Unlike in the mythology, this serpentine haired creature had no special particularity except brute force. If you ignored the toothless snakes attached to its head, of course. He’d already lost two of his four underlings.

“Hold her down you dimwit!” *What wouldn’t he give for a pair of ropes right now.* “Use the fecking hair and bind her! What’re ya waiting for?” Poor excuse for hair if you ask anyone, but he was not in a judgmental mood. Several minutes and a whole lot of cursing later, the creature — or snake-haired human — was bonded tightly; double bonds on the legs and arms to be sure she didn’t pull any dirty tricks.

“The bitch sure had a lot of fight in her, eh boss?” Geralt said, excited as a little kid. Rand just could not be mean when he looked up at those disconcerting kind eyes, out of place on that gruesome face. He ignored him instead.

“My honest comrades,” he was pretty sure an honest thought ever passed on through those two ugly heads, but it never hurt to be polite.

Bf sent me to a swinger party and I didn´t know it [FM] [group, swinger] [long]

Esteemed Ladies and Gentlemen! I´ve got another story to share and I hope you will enjoy!

For fluency reasons I didn´t write it out every time, but we used tons of condoms during that night.

Some weeks ago my boyfriend told me about a surprise he had planned for me. I didn´t expect anything about it. I thought we would maybe go to the theater or somewhere nice together. Although I tried to talk him into fluffing, he didn´t. He only told me to dress up nicely. That was nothing out of the ordinary as we often go to theaters and events where a nice dress code is expected.

I couldn´t really put the finger on it, but somehow I got very nervous about it all. Maybe because my boyfriend was nervous as well. He was dancing around me all week, trying to escape my questions.

When the day finally arrived I even went to the hairdresser to get some pretty locks into my fairly straight black hair. I shaved completely, painted my long fingernails and toenails in a dark seducing red – making myself looking hot and enticing for my love. I dressed up in an elegant black dress, which brought out my curves delicately and showed some very nice cleavage. Black high heels came with nude lace stockings.

[M]y first sexual encounter with my Christian childhood [F]riend

This story probably really starts back when I was 13, but really picks up a few years ago when I was 18, skip to the break if you don’t want the backstory. I grew up in a very Christian home where sex and anything around that is supposed to be great, but saved for marriage. So that was how I went through high school, dating a few girls but never going passed 2nd base because I didn’t want to ruin my future relationships.

Now I had a friend named Anabel, who everyone called Anna, that started attending my church a when I was in Grade 8. We both graduated from different elementary schools and but lived in the same area so we went to the same high school. Because we were already friends from our church, we brought our two friend groups together and that combination became my main friend group through high school. Throughout those years, I never thought of Ana romantically, even though I knew she had a crush on me at one point. She was pretty cute, but just not a good personality fit, plus she was one of my closer friends and I didn’t want to mess that up. So we both graduate and begin university at two university’s in the area and I still see her often enough at friends parties and church events.

Cheating on my (ex)boyfriend in a dormitory chapel [FM] [Cheating]

Moral qualms aside, the story I am about to tell is one of the hottest sexual experiences I have had. This happened in the spring of 2016, during my senior year of college. I went to a school on the east coast, and some research that I had completed was selected to be presented at a student conference at a fairly prestigious catholic university in the midwestern US. I was super excited to present my work, but also excited to get away from my boyfriend for the weekend. Since the summer, I had known I wanted to break up with my boyfriend. I was feeling extremely trapped and stressed about our relationship. I had told him I wanted to end relationship already; however, we were sharing a lease until the beginning of summer. So for a few months I was trapped living with him, and basically trying to continue our relationship as normal even though we both knew it was failing. My ex boyfriend, Logan, was a egotistical musician with a “sex, drugs and rock-n-roll” type of personality. He was extremely possessive of me and when we were together – he never let me out of his sight. As I fell out of love with him, I became more and more frustrated with our sex life, and increasingly fantasized about sleeping with someone else for the first time in 3 years. I ended up cheating on him multiple times over the next few months, with many men. I can’t lie – the thrill of doing something so immoral and secretive did get me off. Before the weekend, cheating again definitely wasn’t my explicit plan, but I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t floating around a distant possibility in the back of my head.

[M]y incredibly hot semi-public encounter with a [F]lirty backpacker (Part 2)

This is a continuation of [this story](http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7f4ghd/my_incredibly_hot_semipublic_encounter_with_a/) of when I met the woman of my dreams in the actual flesh for an all too brief moment in time earlier this year. I had some request for updates and did we keep in touch? So this is currently how things stand and a continuation of sorts.

She was somewhere else in the world and I felt more alone then ever. I tried to pass it off as some hot fling and what an amazing fucking fling to have. But it was more than that. Our encounter was more than just adventurous fucking or epic sex. It was a connection, we had so much in common, I loved getting to know her. I truly believe it was no chance meeting and there was/ is a purpose to why we met. From the day she left I couldn’t get her out of my head and my life went from an all time high when I met her to an all time low as I just missed her so much. Our chats were the best, just knowing her was the absolute best. No one turned me on like her. No one I have ever wanted to know like I do her.

First time author, first time gay story. Would love feedback. [mm]

First Morning

Tyler woke gently, stretching and opening his eyes to the orange and purple hues streaming in his window. It was dawn, hours before he would normally be awake, but he felt more than ready to start the day—a day of complete freedom, like every day would be for the next few months.

Slowly kicking the sheets off his nude 18 year-old form and absentmindedly stroking his healthy morning wood, Tyler grinned at his newfound adulthood. High school was done, college was still a summer away, and for the next month he had a beach house to enjoy along with his friends—and without any parents.

Life was good, and Tyler was ready to enjoy it.

He swung out of bed, his adolescent erection subsiding as he pulled on a pair of swim trunks and started downstairs. There was a bit of noise coming from the kitchen; Tyler grinned knowing that he wasn’t the only one looking to get an early start.

“Morning,” he said quietly as he stepped onto the cool tile of the kitchen floor. Adam was standing at the counter in his boxer briefs making a pot of coffee.

[cuck] My Wife and I Go Camping

When I married my wife Katie several years ago, I assumed I was marrying a sexually conservative girl. Katie had only slept with a couple boyfriends before me, and she was never very adventurous. Occasionally I would try some kinky stuff in the bedroom, but it would be obvious she wasn’t thrilled with it, and we would eventually go back to vanilla sex.

But a few months ago, we went on a camping weekend that really opened up a new horizon of sexual experiences for the two of us. It started with us both taking a long weekend off from work and setting out for a nearby mountain lake that we usually visit. We intended to spend a couple days alone with each other, swimming and hiking and unwinding.

Unfortunately, when we reached our usual spot near the lake, we saw a big tent was already set up. Nearby were three young guys, who looked in their early 20s, a few years younger than us.

I thought about going somewhere else, but Katie really loved that spot, so we decided to just go ahead and camp next to the guys. We got out of the car and walked up to them. “Hey, do you guys mind if we camp here, too?” I asked.

The time I [f] fucked two separate guys [m] at the same party…

What’s up guys and girls, Rachel here reposting a story that got removed, with some new clarifications:

– Every named character in this story was 18 at the time, including me

I think it got removed for issues about age, so I hope just clearing that up is enough to keep it up this time! Anyway, here goes, hope you guys and girls enjoy!

Oh, one more thing. I kept getting DMs after the last two stories asking what I look like so I figured I’d share a quick description (don’t wanna post personal photos). I’m 5’6”, with lighter auburn hair, very slight freckles, hazel eyes, 32C boobs and a butt that ~also~ receives compliments ;)… I have been told that I look like Sansa Stark from Game of Thrones, which may have just been flattery from guys but still something I wanna mention lol. Some really quick googling leads me to say the best comparison is probably her: https://i.imgur.com/yyOGEXj.jpg (although I don’t think I’m *quite* as fucking beautiful as she is haha), with a bit of higher cheekbones that maybe creates that Sansa comparison? Anyway, that’s a long enough description I think, let’s get into the story!

Marine gang-bang in Puerto Rico when I was a slutty Corpsman [Group]

Hi Y’all,

Here on Thanksgiving I thought I’d share a story (long one, jump down for the good stuff) of a very memorable Thanksgiving that took place when I was in the Navy. For those that don’t know I was once a Navy Corpsman back in the mid 90s (yes I’m old). One of the places I was stationed was at Roosevelt Roads Naval Air Station in Puerto Rico (when it was still open, don’t ask me my opinion of Puerto Rico unless you want a very honest opinion). I worked at the Naval Hospital and lived in nearby Fajardo in a pretty nice apartment tower called Dos Marinas.

One of the least popular things to do in the Navy is pull Duty. Duty means you have to show up to work as normal and once your day ends you go on Duty which means you sit and become the hospital answer desk for 12 hrs until the hospital comes to life again the following day. If who you work for is nice they’ll let you get some rest once you come off Duty but in my case I had to go back to work as at the Internal and Flight medicine clinic. That next day happened to be Thanksgiving but there was a group of Marine helicopter pilots off the USS Wasp needing some physicals. The Wasp which is essentially a Marine troop carrier had pulled in for refueling and R&R. Because of this I knew there were going to be a ton of Marines everywhere looking for fun and as a burgeoning slut I wasn’t about to miss that opportunity.

Bathroom BJ on Prom Night [MF]

So this occurred over ten years ago but I always have a great memory of my prom night because of it.

I was 18, single and had a couple of girls in my class already mad at me for juggling them, so when it came time to find a date I thought I would just go with a close friend to remove any chance of drama. I still wanted to go with someone attractive though and luckily my best female friend was very cute. Amanda had long dark hair, a few freckles, very nice C cup tits, and the absolute perfect skin one. She especially looked good with the slight tanning booth coloring most girls got before dances.

We never had any sexual history beforehand mainly because I never had a chance for two reasons. 1. She had a boyfriend for most of the 3 years I had known her and 2. my best guy friend was absolutely in love with her. This allowed for us to become good friends and when we were both single around prom season it just made sense for us to go together.