TIT FOR TAT (revenge, orgy, anal, blowjob, incest, creampie)

Let me start this story by introducing myself. I’m Rob Carmichael, a 25 year old high school dropout with a criminal record. I grew up and live in a small Southern town in the middle of nowhere.

Right now it’s just me and my younger sister Samantha. Our mother met some asshole a few years back and we never saw her again. Our alcoholic father died a few years after that, so I was left to raise my baby sister Samantha.

Now that she’s 19 and has developed into a hot young woman I’ve become an overprotective brother. I’ve come home and found young punks in our trailer trying to knock my sister up and I’ve had to beat the shit out of them.

She makes my life hard when she walks around our property in her little Daisy Duke shorts and bikini tops. The other day I went outside to find her sunbathing half naked while our old perverted neighbor watched her while touching himself.

“Get back in the house and put on some clothes,” I yield.

“Hey Youngblood, let her enjoy the sun. She ain’t hurting no one,” Chirped our neighbor.

Enter The Labyrinth Act I – Chapter 13 [GAY] [FANTASY] [EROTIC HORROR]

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Warning: this is a work of homosexual erotic horror. It contains dark themes including but not limited to rape, torture, slavery, kidnapping, and some surreal kinks. It does not include any bestiality, piss or scat play, or underage content. Please read responsibly.
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Avi was wheezing, clutching his ribs. The two of them had been running for over an hour, and he did not have the stamina to go much farther. “Shawn…” he gasped, “we’re… we’re almost there, right?”

Shawn sighed. “If we weren’t running, the orcs would have caught up to us. You’re lucky we got out of there alive.”

That wasn’t what Avi had asked, but he nodded begrudgingly, trying to keep pace with his rescuer.

After another moment, though, Shawn answered the question. “We’re nearly there. Just another few corners.”

Fighting through the pain, Avi willed his failing muscles forward just long enough for the doors of Feln Laboratories to come in sight. Avi never fully understood how people were able to navigate the Labyrinth so well, but he didn’t dwell on it much. Shawn punched in the new passcode, and as soon as he had safely closed the door behind them, Avi collapsed in exhaustion, the cool tile floor relieving his naked, sweat-covered body.

Soccer Mom – Part 1

A repost since I finally have gotten around to continuing the story and wanted a fresh starting point. A few minor changes from last time but nothing earth shattering. Will be posting part two in the next couple days but have bit more editing to do first. Enjoy!

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I’m starting to regret taking a gap year.

On paper it sounded great. Graduate high school and spend a year traveling and finding myself before taking the next big leap into adulthood. But that’s not what happened. I forgot, traveling costs money, which I don’t have. It’s also best to travel with friends, but they all went off to college.

So now my gap year has turned into me being my family’s errand boy. Pick up dad’s dry cleaning. Run to the grocery store. Wash mom’s car. Take your little sister to her soccer game. And like the sap that I am, I do it all. I guess it’s the only way to be seen as something other than a freeloading mooch. Something my parents like to remind me of constantly.

That’s why on this beautiful summer day, I’m sitting on some dirty bleachers and watching a bunch of nine year olds pretend to play soccer.

Cherry Tops [M/F/F]

I knew I was speeding. As soon as I passed the police cruiser, looked on my rear view mirror to see it pull out, I knew it was coming for me. And it’s confirmed to me when I saw those dreadful red and blue lights behind me.

It’s the wee hours of the night. This particular stretch of road isn’t very well travelled so I usually take it and press in the gas pedal a little harder just to hear my car sing. When I saw the lights, I took a little dirt road off and parked into a nearby park. The cruiser stopped a little off to the side.

The park offered a bit of light under one of the hexagon streetscapes. I put my windows down to hear the crunching of gravel under boots and prepared for the worst.

Maybe the best fuck of my life [MF]

If you haven’t read anything I’ve written previously, I’m 41F. I’ve been with my husband (43M) for 25 years. I was super fucked up in regards to sexuality for a long time (thank you evangelical Christianity!). I did therapy, etc and I’m now like a horny teenager and am having the BEST sex of my life, which brings me to last night.

My man sent me a few pictures throughout the day. I got random messages all day like “I’m gonna fuck you so hard tonight”. This had me all hot and bothered and really, REALLY looking forward to last night. We had to take one of our kids to a tournament and while we were on our own, we chatted about sex and our plans & desires for the future. He went to the bathroom at the high school and then I get a dick pic snapped to me at the game. Love it!! I was horny pretty much all fucking day (slightly annoying!! lol).

Once we were alone, he locked the door and he says “you’re first” and pulls my pants off. He positioned himself on the bed between my legs, with my legs over his. He gently started touching my pussy and after being insanely horny all day, I thought I might cum right then and there lol.

[F] I (F45) had a secret affair for 8 months. It revitalized my sex life with my husband [PART VII: Denouement]

This is the ongoing saga that I started HERE (https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u33z2w/f_i_f45_had_a_secret_affair_for_8_months_it/).

So, we’re on my weekend getaway with Keith, the first time we’ve been able to spend a good amount of uninterrupted time together. The best part about having two days and nights to ourselves was having time to take things slow. As much as we had enjoyed and experimented over the months, we were always conscious of the clock. I always had to get home, the most we ever had was two, three hours. That’s more than enough if all you want to do is both get off once or twice and then each go your own way for the night, but it’s definitely not enough for the underrated art of slow sex. One of the things adults lose out on is the patience and leisure to lie around for hours just kissing, cuddling, touching, studying and exploring each other’s bodies. There isn’t much else I miss about sex in high school, but that’s a big one. With experience, you learn to jump straight to what you know feels good. It’s great in some ways, but I have also thought it’d be nice to relive some of that slow exploratory sex too. Anyway, in the days leading up to this getaway I had already told Keith about wanting to spend some lazy hours in this way. As always he was happy to help.

My [29F] First Confession: my bf’s [29M] high school crush [32?F] came into town [FFM]

So this is my first post here after a couple years of lurking. I love reading about all (OK, some) of your sexcapades, and overall I really love how supportive and positive this community *can* be. Over the past couple years my bf and I have been trying to consume more ethical porn/erotica (both of us are typical millennial porn addicts), and written/amateur stuff often feels the most authentic and least exploitative. I decided it might be time for me to contribute to a community that has made me cum at least, like, eleven times. 🥰

About me: I really, really love threesomes (usually ffm but have done both), casual sex with my friends (men and women!), watching porn, mutual masturbation, and both giving/receiving oral (with anyone!). I love sneaking around (not cheating!), meeting couples with open relationships, and watching my bf with other women. I love stripping (watching and doing!), lap dances, sexy parties, and seeing my friends feeling confident in their sexiest outfits. Light BDSM can be really fun too! Most of all I love having sexy discussions with sexy friends, and I am pretty much always in at least one ongoing sext convo (usually just words, I’m kinda paranoid about sending/posting pics).

My interviewer [F] was the best part of my [M] job

I had a previous account with a few stories that I deleted so I thought I would rewrite a few. I promise to tell the truth as well as I remember it. A bit long but skip down to ——- if you don’t care for the lead up.

I grew up in a small-ish blue collar town, they type that you spend time drinking, fighting, and fucking. I did all three, in varying amounts throughout my childhood but couldn’t wait to move away. So, as a young man, I packed up and headed a full days drive away to the nearest true city. It felt like the quintessential coming of age story. Boy grows up, moves away, rents rundown apartment with roommates, eats street food and drinks cheap beer while fumbling through the world.

Fortunately, I had managed to set up a couple job interviews. So, Monday morning I pulled on a suit, and headed off to the first meeting. The gentleman I was supposed to be meeting with was occupied and said his colleague would conduct the interview. I was annoyed that he hadn’t taken the time but sat dutifully waiting for my interviewer to arrive, and she did.

I 37 [F] slept with my boss’ 22 [M] son

This happened a few years back…I slept with my then-boss’ son. I wouldn’t actually say “slept with”, more accurately, it was some of the most dirty and passionate fucking I think I’ve ever experienced. Top marks.

At the time, I was in my late 20s/early 30s (I’m 37 now), and I worked for one of those companies where everyone not only knows everyone, but you are social outside of work, too. It was normal for us to go to an event, or casual meal, or late night beers around the fire pit at the boss’ house.

I was often at these events, and when I first started at the company, I knew my boss had some kids, but we didn’t really see them except in passing (some high school and college-age), though it was “known” that he wanted his son to join the family business. During an off-site, my boss wanted me to connect with one of our partners for an event we were putting on at a hotel, and oh my goodness. This guy was incredibly tall, fit, confident, well-dressed, sexy, and did he have a killer voice! He was so attractive that my normal professional and polite indifference went right out the window.

My[f] roommate[m] has been jerking off in my room when he thinks I’m not home

My friend and I recently moved in together. To help save on rent. But I think some sexual tension is developing. We’ve been friends since early high school and there’s never been anything romantic or sexual between us but ever since we moved in together it feels like every time I turn around he’s masturbating. He doesn’t know I know but I keep almost walking in on him. One time I heard him master baiting in my room through the door. I’ll be honest I’m not sure what, if anything, to do about it.

I’ve also found cum on my pillow a couple times.
And if you have those times I didn’t notice right away so I ended up sleeping in it.