(M/F) Table for 1

“You have a new table, party of 1,” the hostess told me.

20 minutes to closing, I already was pissed. I put on my best fake smile and walked out to the table. Sitting there was an absolute goddess of a woman; short brown hair, petite but tight body, showing off a red satin dress, a slit in the side showing her long, slender legs, her boobs were pushed up and almost popping out. All of a sudden I wasn’t so pissed.

“Hello Mademoiselle, welcome. I’ll be your waiter this evening, is there anything I can start you with?” I ask her.

“My luck seems to be down and I’ve found myself alone at the end of the night. I think I’d just like to eat some cake and drink champagne,” she said to me.

She looked like she knew how to have fun. I wondered how she ended up here alone tonight.

“Just your luck, we have a pistachio layer cake with cream cheese buttercream, vanilla bean gelato and a caramel pecan crisp,” I informed her.

“That sounds amazing. And bring me out a bottle of champagne to pair with it,” she said back.

[MF] How we roleplay and why he’s all I need

Hey everyone! I hope you’re all doing well. I’ve made several mentions to the fact that I do a lot of roleplay with my bf and we share fantasies with each other all the time, so I figured it’s time I get into the specifics.

Idk if this counts as a “story” so if not I’ll remove it.

So the main thing is it really depends on WHAT we’re roleplaying. There are many fantasies we have that we’d never do in real life. The biggest ones are rape and cheating. Call me cliche but yes, I absolutely have rape fantasies and love having consensual non consent (CNC) with my man. It’s the best!
His biggest fantasy revolves around cucking someone else and/or seducing a woman to cheat with him. We’ve combined this fantasy with CNC before and oh my god it was amazing! I’ll probably post about that someday too.

Aftercare is super important and something we make sure to do as well. For example, when we had the insane CNC I mentioned before, after a few minutes he came back into our room, acknowledged the scene was over, and climbed back into bed and cuddled me. We kissed and cried and told each other how much we love each other and a ton of sappy shit. And we always do stuff like that after roleplay. Make sure to reconnect with reality and with each other.

Sometimes you [F]uck your neighbors.

Sometimes you fuck your neighbors. That’s just a fact.

Hey, my name is Hannah and I am a slut. Right now I am a 25 year old grad student living in the southern US. I have really big tits for my size, a small but perky ass, and I am kinky as shit. Let me take you on a tour of my sexual past!

As much sex as I’ve had in my life, I actually kind of got off to a slow start. I grew up in a conservative household in the Sacramento area with a lot of very protective brothers and a lot of nosy friends and family who kept *very* close tabs on me. If I talked to the same boy for too long at a school function, you bet my parents would hear about it. That doesn’t mean it’d have a bad consequence, but bringing down their attention on me for every little thing I did certainly drove me into wild acts of rebellion any time I thought I could get away with it. Having to wear a uniform to school didn’t help either. Enter Michael. This story takes place my senior year of high school when I was 18.

Sorry, are you on a date? [M][F]

She was on a date.

I was out with co-workers looking for a place to grab a couple of beers. The first two places were crowded and sticky so we kept moving. It was hot and I knew a place blocks away and we eventually made it there.

She was in her mid-50’s, black, in a summer dress, toned arms, showing cleavage, but it was her round ass, which she now had covered with a long t-shirt, that, I am sure, drew most of the attention. I was attracted to her immediately. I have a thing. She fit it perfectly.

Still, I am a respectful man, so even though my group was seated right next to hers, I said nothing. That was the plan, but everyone in my group was upset at me for walking (they wanted to take a cab) and froze me out of the conversation. So I sat.

My friend across me, started talking to her date. Weather, sports and other boring stuff. My friend was a boring guy. This guy was a boring guy. I was straining. While they were talking, I got a chance to check out my attraction and she was even more incredible than my first glance. Dreads, clear midnight skin, full lips, intelligent eyes, I was now staring.

Group Projects are awesome Pt.4.1 (MFF) (teaching a virgin)

-switch back to Murphy´s POV-

I knew something went wrong, when Moira asked us, if we could do the next group meet on Monday, sadly due to our schedule, we weren´t able to meet up before Friday.

On Wednesday, I got a chance to talkt o Elise, she also didn´t knew, what happened, but she shared my concern.

On Friday we were finally able to meet again.

We again met at my place. After we all set down, both Elise and I looked at Moira, wanting to know what had happened. After a few seconds of silence Moira swallowed, before she began to speak.

„It was so bad, he was so rough, he took me in doggy, and slapped my ass the entire time. He really hurt me.“ The entire time she sobbed:“He didn´t last long, after cumming, he basically left me, while he went tot he bathroom.“ Both Elise and I were shoked. „ When he got back, I asked him, why he did that, he said, that all girls liked that, and that if I didn´t I must be weird. He also stated, that it´s normal, that girls don´t cum, and only did if they were bitches.“

Samantha in Extra Trouble (My Sister-in-Laws: Part 5) [Group]

The sun was bright and the wind blowing in my window was warm. I had heavy music on the radio thumping loudly and the highway was mostly open as I cruised. And faintly, barely heard over the music, came moans from my back seat.

Samantha was back there. Gagged, blindfolded, naked, laying on her side with a pillow under her head, her wrists bound in front of her, her ankles bound, her nipples and clit clamped, and a vibrator going to town in her ass, every bump of the car jostling it. I had her buckled in securely. And thanks to the high truck and dark windows, no one had noticed at the gas station.

I checked on her a couple of times. 45 mins was a long drive.

When we arrived I pulled around back. Leaving Samantha buckled in, I climbed the steps and knocked on the door. Rebecca greeted me. She had a big smile and we shared a kiss that was deep and left us both aroused.

Then we went inside and sat down to chat.

“Did you get everything?” she asked me, looking mischievous.

[MF] Descent into Depravity part 2: Allie Discovers Her Love for Assplay at a Halloween Party

Reminder: The following stories are editorialized for the sake of good smut, but effectively true as best as I can remember them. They occur over the course of the 5-year on-and-off again relationship to a girl from my late high-school and college years (all stories are of us at 18+).

You should definitely read part one, as I don’t want to waste space recounting my background with Allie or her description. 

[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/t6jtxr/mf_descent_into_depravity_part_1_my_girlfriend/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/t6jtxr/mf_descent_into_depravity_part_1_my_girlfriend/)

Anyways, our sex life had grown into something pretty magical after graduation. It was truly the summer of love, and it was full of escalating debauchery. In the fall, we started at the same college a ways away from home. There was more freedom, which of course we used to our benefit. 

Halloween approached, and we went to an upper classman friend’s house for a party. I can’t even remember what I was dressed up as, but she dressed up as some sort of sexy army cadet as a group costume with some friends. Really it was a camo bodysuit and fishnets, but she was WORKING it. We showed up separately, and when I first saw her my brain short-circuited. 

My Sister Sucks My Cock During Our Camping Trip Part 2

“Hey, you up bro?”

I turned on my sleeping pad and saw Carl poking his head into my tent. I was still half asleep and had no idea what was going on. I had been dreaming about my sister all night and I definitely had morning wood. I was glad the blanket was covering me as Josephine poked her head into my tent as well.

“Time to hit the trail, sleepyhead,” Josephine said with a smile.

“Yeah, bro. Let’s go!” Carl said. “You can sleep later.”

“Alright. I’m up,” I said groggily. “Give me a minute.”

Carl and Josephine left my tent and I slowly got up from the sleeping pad. My cock was hard as fuck from the dreams that I had of Janey all night. The dreams had been very vivid and intense as I fucked my sister in every one of them. My dick would sink deep into her pussy as I fucked her in the missionary and doggy position.

My wife-The unaware whore-Part 4

Continuing from part three.

We ended up coming home and barely speaking on the several hour trip. I should definitely get an Oscar nomination for pretending to be angry at her. She practically cried the whole way home. Once home, she wanted to talk again and I said, “I have no time for you, you dirty whore“.

The next day she got up and fixed me my favorite breakfast. I took a plate and walked it over to the trashcan, dumping it in. That sent her into another crying phase. We did not speak words for three days. She finally cornered me in the garage and begged me to forgive her. I pretended to think about it but what she didn’t know was, that I already had plans in mind to “forgive her“.

She looked at me with puppy dog eyes and said “Honey, I love you. You are the only man that I have ever been with before this I mean only man that I want to ever be with. Please know that I was not in my right mind. I swear to you that this will never happen again“.

My naughty moments (M/F)

My wife had been friends with her college group friends for a long time now. I was introduced to them before we got married. There’s one of her friends (Rose) that I didn’t pay much attention to at first and didn’t care to talk to her much.

Fast forward a couple of years, we get engaged and start hanging out more with this friend group, since they will be bridesmaids and such for our wedding. During a night of going to a club, Rose talks about her marriage and how she doesn’t feel appreciated by him and doesn’t spend time with their child. They had made a decision for him to live with his parents to support them, and the time apart really didn’t feel like they were married anymore.