Tag: Group

Four more than friends [MMFF]

Names have obviously been changed to protect the guilty, but I assure you this is all 100% true.

When I was 18, I was part of a small but incredibly tight-knit group of friends; two boys and two girls. Me, Michael, Chloe, and Laura. This is two stories in one, and it’s a little long, but it deserves to be told in its entirety.

The four of us had quickly bonded in our Sixth Form common room over a love of rock music, and spent most weekends with each other in one the small, safe, dull towns in which we all lived. We weren’t big drinkers and we weren’t particularly enamored of drugs, but we were open to experimenting. And one weekend, these factors all combined to change the dynamic of our group forever.

When my parents went out of town and my brother filled the house with his pot-dealing friends it seemed rude not to invite everyone over. Chloe couldn’t make it, but soon Michael, Laura and I were giggling in the garden, stoned to the point that inhibitions were a distant memory and drunk in that way you only get drunk at 18; buzzing off three drinks and convinced you’re the most inebriated person that’s ever lived. Read more »

Wine book club

Wine book club

My wife was invited to a new book club in our area. At first she was reluctant but I encouraged her for a couple of reasons.
First the lady that invited her is drop dead pretty she is a redhead with a runners body that just screams sex. Second
the first book they were reviewing was an erotic novel.

Lets tell a little about ourselves. She is a 5’8″ sandy blonde with belly a very nice ass that I love to watch on our
daily runs. She is waxed bald even though she is in her 50’s we love having a smooth pussy. I am a 6′ man about 190 with a 7″
curved cock not much of a belly and just turned 60 this year. We have a good love life she loves my oral techniques and begs for
me to fill her bald pussy with my cum.

My wife started reading the novel and I could tell is was very explicit with several hot well written sex scenes as she would
actually put the book down and pull back the covers and proceed to swallow my cock, I was in seventh heaven I had only received
about a dozen blowjobs to completion over the years she just told me her pussy wanted my cum more than her mouth did. Read more »

What happens in Vegas… makes it to gonewildstories, of course. [FF]

(Hi, this is definitely a long story with context and some buildup before the actual sexy stuff. My main reason for writing on this sub is for myself… I want to be able to re read it and feel like I’m right back there. If you’re looking for something quick, this is not the post for you. I make this disclaimer in a lot of my posts, but I think this has to be the longest one I’ve written!)

A few months ago, my fiancé and I decided to take an engagement celebration trip to Las Vegas. It’s one of my favorite last minute vacations to take, and he’d only been once before (a boys’ trip where they didn’t do much other than camp out in various sports books/casinos), so we were excited to travel together.

Our sex life is really excellent. We both have high sex drives, and we’re sooo comfortable with each other, which has lead us to explore many fantasies together. He knew pretty early on in our relationship that I’m into the idea of playing with another girl, whether it’s in a threesome situation or just me and her. He’s always been supportive of this idea, and he brings it up sometimes during foreplay or when we’re sending each other dirty texts. This fantasy definitely wasn’t on my mind when we decided to book our flight out west, but it was on my lovely fiancé’s mind… (seriously, I could gush endlessly about him, but I’ll try to keep it to a minimum.) Read more »

The Tea Room [FF][FM] [Group]

Lisa, a broad shouldered fair skinned white woman in her early 30s, stepped out of the elevator bank at her firm onto Wall Street, squinting as she put on her black wayfarer sunglasses and assessed the street. For a minute she took in the sun, breathed in the air around her, allowing the slight breeze to ruffle her trench coat over a black pants suit/white button down combo. It felt good to get out of the office during the day for what felt like ages.

She turned on her heels in her Gucci loafers and began walking with purpose, her trench coat twisting with the wind as she made her way. Her brunette choppy pixie cut blowing in the wind and her curvaceous figure silhouetted by her outfit. She walked with confidence.

New York in the summer was hot and romantic, she thought. Blue skies, lustful desires. Aches needing to be soothed.

She walked a few blocks, sidestepping confused tourists, hurried business people, and people who didn’t have a clue what was going on. After a couple more blocks she made a left down a relatively clean alley between two brick buildings. She walked up to a door and knocked. A door opened and a burly black woman with a natural haircut in a tank top and jeans with shiny biker boots stepped out. Lisa flashed a membership card and was promptly ushered inside. Read more »

Getting heated after class [MF]

Where I went to college it was hot all the time. I mean fall was humid, winter was hot, spring was horrendous, and summer was so brutal even your shoes felt like it stuck to the ground.

Well when classes started up junior year in august, I ended up taking an advanced stats class which only had about 12 people in it since it was only a requirement for stats majors. The class was brutal, constantly doing stats projects and papers to prove different types of models. And it was impossible to figure it all out on your own.

The teacher was kind enough to let us work in groups and pairs on all assignments. i got particularly close with Matisse, Devon, and Hillary. We worked on all our assignments together whenever we could and spent so much time in my off campus apartment, my roommate joked that these three were my actual roommates.

We had one particular puzzling project trying to calculate housing values in certain metros. This project took days to understand and complete. Fortunately I had the group to work on it with. And one specific night Matisse and Devon had to leave at 8pm for their club team volleyball game. This left Hillary and I alone, not unusual at this point after spending so many weeks together. Read more »

The Dinner Party (Cheating Husband, ANR)

It’s almost time for the dinner party and I’m standing in my room trying to decide on what to wear. I’m having trouble concentrating because all I can think about is what happened this morning in the CEO’s office. All I can think about is feeling his hands on my body, his mouth between my thighs,
and him sucking on my titties draining them dry. Fuck. I’m getting turned on. I start caressing my body. Rubbing my hands along my neck and down across my nipples, brushing them not too hard, but enough to make milk drip. Sliding one hand down to my panties, I slip it in and rub my clit, making myself moan. I slide one finger inside my pussy. She’s so wet. I can feel more milk start to drip the more turned on I get. I need to stop. This could get messy, and I have to get ready for dinner.

I finally decide on a little red dress. The dress is strapless and is tight around my waist showing off my curves until it becomes a bit more free flowing towards the bottom, with two splits going up both sides so high that I must take my panties off or you would see them. No panties it is. I grab a pair of black stilettos, slide them on my feet and take one last look in the mirror. Read more »

One Girl’s Hell, pt. 2 [Succubus][Demon][Gangbang][Rough][Non-Cons]

If I’m being honest with myself, the first few weeks (or were they months?) of my ‘eternal torment’ were quite unpleasant. With minimal rest between the two succubi, followed by a long tongue slithering deeper and deeper into me, or hundreds of tentacles writhing around and through me, or the relentless pounding of the other succubi’s massive cock, I felt as though I was going to completely break. They never seemed to play with me at the same time, but the tentacles generally made an appearance with every session.

Somehow, I managed to become used to the near constant fucking, and even looked forward to their attempts at torture. I found myself requiring less and less sleep, until I eventually stopped with that pointless waste of time all together. Every now and then I’d lose consciousness during a session, and that appeared to be all the rest I needed. Eventually, I even found myself wanting more, not that I’d ever bring it up with them. Who knows what else they could come up with? Read more »

An FLDS Porno

*Warning: long!*

Q: *Due to my experiences with inexperienced men, I sometimes end up chatting with women who have similar…hobbies. I thought this story was especially good, but the interviewee (H) did not want to post it to her account, so she gave permission for me to do so. Some small details have been omitted for privacy reasons.*

H: I found myself going down a crazy Mormon rabbit hole recently in Utah.

Q: *Ugh…Mormons*

H: I ran across a man in his late 30s; his wife had passed away and he just seemed kind of lost and I reached out to him and he was very nice at some point I got to see a photo and he was a good looking fellow. Mostly just friendly chat and advice but it was really clear that he had grown-up very differently, he referred to it as a fundamentalist type of latter-day Saints up bringing. He had 2 sons, 18 & 19.

At some point he started opening up about his wife and the kind of relationship they had, things they had and had not done and things he thought he wanted to do and didn’t get a chance to. He confided that they had sex twice a year, or 30 times in the 15 years they were married. Read more »

Apartment 303 – Chapter 7: That Wasn’t Part of the Bet [MF]

*Author’s Note: Jamie, Charlie, and now Tracy! What kind of trouble can Kelly get into next? Let’s find out… Visit* r/KellyBoomErotica *for previous chapters, other short stories, and smut stuff. And as always DMmeYOURpussies.*

**- Chapter 7: That Wasn’t Part of the Bet -**

“The professor finally started lecturing on interesting topics today. I feel like I wasted a week of my life,” I bemoaned.

“Well, you’re a freshman. The intro classes are designed for 18 year old kids that don’t know how to wipe their own asses yet.” Charlie sipped on her dirty martini, an aptly named drink for her. It looked clean and fancy, but was dirty on the inside.

The week had gone by without any excitement. My classes we’re mostly just going over syllabi and stupid ice-breaker activities. I rarely saw my roommates. Everyone had varying class and work schedules, and since the girls were upper division, they actually had tons of homework already. When I was in the apartment with one of them, it was as if nothing sexual had ever happened. That was actually a relief. Not having any sexual tension allowed me to relax into my new life. I figured that we’d all released that tension over the weekend, moved on, and now we were just roommates. Read more »

A Star Returns: Part Three [MF] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Busty] [Cheating]

The sex with Jasmine continued and while having sex with her daughter was out of the picture. Our fuck sessions became more rampant. We fucked everywhere we could, even at work.

I had bent her over a stack of pallets and fucked her as hard as I could while Terrence was shopping somewhere in the store.

Jasmine stated that she was only doing it because Terrence wasn’t getting anything on the home front. I couldn’t care less about the reason. All I cared about was the results.

“Hi,” a voice said while I was building a display at the front of the store.

“Hello,” I said and turned to see a woman I vaguely remembered.

“Don’t remember me do you?” the woman asked with a smile.

Then it struck me like lightning hitting a tree. “Sarah!” I almost shouted.

“Say it a bit louder, I don’t think the other county heard you,” Sarah laughed.

Sarah Reynolds had been the head cheerleader and the object of every man’s fantasies back in the day. In comparison, most cheerleaders were blonde-haired, blue-eyed and sporting thin but athletic bodies. Sarah had raven black hair and a body that could be on the cover of any busty magazine. Read more »