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Confessions of a [M] private chef (pt. 3) – Long- Recipe at the end

Thanks again for the positive feedback! I really enjoy writing these. I only have a few left up my sleeve because, unfortunately, there isn’t an infinite amount of rich pussy being thrown my way while on the job. Some are short, memorable, fun to read, and don’t always involve sex (flirting, suggestive convo/risqué occurrences), but just aren’t worthy of an entire post. I will, however, write a separate, single post with some of the more interesting encounters in the future.

As before, none of these post are related by any other denominator other than they all happen as a direct result of my profession as a private chef. I.e., you don’t have to know anything about parts 1 or 2 to read this story. Read more »

[MF] Finally Escaping the Friendzone Part 2

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jj83uy/mf_finally_escaping_the_friendzone_part_1/

So I get the text from Claire offering to come out with her and some friends. I tell her that I’ll make it. She sends me back a smiley face and tells me to meet at our friend Kelsey’s apartment. Now Kelsey is another girl we went to college with, but she had just moved to our city a few months after all of the rest of us did. Kels was probably my biggest crush all through college. She was always tan, she had an amazingly curvy frame that made my mouth water (like 5’6 150s I’d guess), she was bleach blonde, and had big natural tits. She was a lot of fun but man was she ditzy (and it wasn’t an act… she didn’t know how to put gas in car until freshman year). She was also bi. She had secret gf through most of college but when they broke up she batted both sides. Read more »

the highlight reel, vol 1: Eliza [FM] [long] [nonfiction]

*NB: none of this is embellished, it’s written exactly how I remember it but it’s been a few years so some of the details are hazy. Names are changed to protect the not-so-innocent.*

1. ELIZA

So we’ll start with Eliza because she was one of the best and probably the one I think about the most. This was about ten years ago and I was living in a midsize city, college town, after graduating and moving back to the US from Europe. I had a professional job in my creative field, it wasn’t great but it was enough. My town had a great arts and music scene, and I was friends with several of the grad students from the local college. Read more »

The Part-Time Job. [MF][MILF]

**Part 1: Joyce**

From his window, Eric watched as the SUV backed down the driveway of the house next door. Now in the street, the vehicle turned to its left and the boy followed its journey down the block, before disappearing around the corner. Eric grinned. “Not long now,” he said to himself while continuing to look out the window.

About five minutes later, Eric saw a sporty, blue car turn the corner onto his street, and then park in the same driveway. The doors opened, two women got out and then hurried into the house. Almost instantly, his phone buzzed from its place on the dresser. Without a word, the eighteen-year-old turned away from the window and left the room, being sure to grab his phone on the way out.

Going downstairs, Eric went through the kitchen and out the back door. He walked across the yard to the alley gate, opened it, and then once through, he walked down the lane to the next gate over. He opened it and entered the back yard of the house next door. The boy walked across the yard to the patio door, only stopping to notice it was left cracked open slightly. Entering the house, he walked through its kitchen and into the living room. The two women from the sports car, along with a third, sat side-by-side on the sofa, and not one of them had a single stitch of clothing on. Read more »

Mating Cycle [F/M] (Mermaid/Human, Blowjob + Vaginal Sex, Heat, Mating)

As Ethan stepped out of his car onto the sand covered car park, the sound and smell of the ocean filled his senses. The soft early evening breeze blew his clearly un-styled medium length brown hair and created gentle waves that rolled across his t-shirt and shorts. The midsummer air was warm but refreshing this close to the water. The sound of distant thumping techno music was almost drowned out by the continuous crashing of the waves nearby. After straightening his clothes and attempting to tame his hair, Ethan made his way onward to the source of the music.

Pushing his way through the crowd of people standing about the decently sized decked area, most with beverages in hand, Ethan kept his eyes peeled for any familiar faces and bodies in the rolling sea of people.

“Ethan! Dude, you made it!” A voice from behind his left shoulder called out.

He spun to face the voice to be greeted by the organizer of the party, Jerry. Ethan has assisted Jerry with one for his assignments for a university class they were both in, probably the only reason Ethan was invited to be fair, as the two weren’t exactly moving in the same social circles. Read more »

Cousin Katy’s Anal Fantasy [MF] [Incest] [Rimming] [Anal] (1/2)

My parents were never exactly wealthy. This contrasted, however, with my grandparents’ lodge in Montana. They didn’t regularly live in a mansion or anything, they just had the extra funds to afford nice things as such. I received my first car when I turned sixteen and my graduation stuff and my college expenses was of no trouble of costs at all. My dad didn’t seem to inherit the wealth that came from my grandfather.

This story takes place during the winter break after my first semester of college. The plan was to leave my dorm and take a vacation for a few days in this lodge I’d visited so many times in the past. It was going to be several days of me looking for a signal because sitting around staring at the snow for several days didn’t sound too appetizing. Getting out of it certainly wasn’t an option because my dad was being so adamant on our appearance. If you ask me, I think it’s because he knew he could’ve been receiving some Christmas money. Read more »

The time I had a hot threesome with a sexy freshman and senior [MMF]

The story I am about to recount took place when I was much younger, when I was but a young man fresh out of high school. Back then I was less experienced in the art of intercourse; I had only had one girlfriend, and she was fairly vanilla. My penis had never experienced fellatio, my ass had never felt sodomy, my mouth had never performed cunnilingus. Frankly, when it came to sexual matters, I was absolutely fucking pathetic.

The first time I saw John was at a party where he was having sex with two freshman females. They were moaning and sobbing in a pornographic way, gripping at John’s greased muscle biceps as his erection drifted in and out of their vaginas and mouths. The first time we talked was two weeks after that first encounter when we were forced to make conversation for academic reasons. How it happened, I don’t remember very well, but somehow a sort of friendship blossomed between us and eventually we became inseparable, like the relationship between a small dog and its owner. Read more »

[MF] An affair I can’t help but remember [LONG-ISH]

This may end up to be half a story, half a journal entry. So if you want a weird mix of sexy times, self deprecation, introspection, confession, and reflection, then hell, maybe this will be for you. This all takes place when I was in my early thirties (I’m 42 now). I was sliding pretty quickly into the depths of my sex addiction. Despite being in a happy marriage I was using porn every day, masturbating multiple times a day, catfishing women online, escorts, strip clubs, rub and tugs…it was snowballing pretty fast. Not proud of it.

I’m a musician (nothing sexy, I play weddings and corporate gigs, so I’m like the bottom of the barrel on the “rock star” scale) and had a gig about 4 hours out of town. I check in to the hotel the client reserved for me, and head out for the night since me gig isn’t until the following day. I pull up a seat in a local restaurant and bar that I had been to on previous trips to that town, and proceeded to eat alone like complete winner. Shortly after I sit down, a group of four women in their early 40’s walks in and asks if they can sit at my community table with me. I agree and we all get to talking. They’re teachers attending a conference and they are apparently interested in drowning the traumatic memories of their classrooms in copious amounts of alcohol. As the night wears on, I match them drink for drink and find myself pretty faded since I’m an utter lightweight. Read more »

[FF] A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT is the erotic story of Robyn and Valerie and their steamy introduction to each other’s bodies.

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A sudden flash of lightning filled the small cabin, causing the transistor radio to momentarily crackle with static. A few seconds later, the June night was filled with a resounding crash as the sound of thunder caught up with the light. The storm had been raging for a little over two hours, alternating between violent clashes in the sky and the steady patter of rain against the windows.

“That was a good one!”  Exclaimed the dark-haired girl as she clapped in appreciation of the sudden illumination.

“You wouldn’t think so if we were out there.”  Replied her companion as she pointed out the large bay windows to the lake beyond.  

“But we’re not, are we?”  The first girl retorted in an exaggerated pout.

“Sometimes you can be such a worrier.”

“You’re right.”  The first girl answered. “But one of us has to have some sense. Otherwise, you’d have us out on the lake because you’d get a better view.

“Hey, that’s an idea”,  Robyn said in mock seriousness. “We could take one of the boats down by the dock and…” Read more »

The Summoning, pt 4 [Breeding][Demon][Creampie][Multiple][Tentacles][Double Cocks][Mind Control][Mind Breaking][Violence/Rape][Torture]

This one is a bit darker than other stories I’ve written. It has violence against women and a bit of torture. Read at your own discretion.

Something caught my attention while breeding the one called “Nancy.” My tentacles prodding and filling her mind had memories of a familiar name. She had tried contact with the person, an attempt at help. As I seized her, claiming her as my own and erasing all traces of resistance, she seemed to forget. The neural fluids I ejaculated into her head helped her remember, encouraging her to lure this person in. Assure her all was well, so her guard would be down, so she wouldn’t have anything that could be used effectively against me. I was impaling yet another female, this one not quite at the peak of her breeding cycle (but still good practice), when I implanted the thought into Nancy to invite everyone else. All fertile women. She got to work sending these text messages so common in this era, letting several more know about the “party.”  Read more »