21[M4F] Extreme Daddy/Daughter Domination- Dark Kinks Included (Abuse, Incest, Fat/Hairy/Gross Men, Watersports, Taboo Love, Interracial, etc.)

I’m 18+ looking for 18+ only.

To the dirty, curious girl that opened this up:

My name will be Dad or Daddy to you, but Raj to everyone else (it means King in my language of Nepali). My character will be 5’9, 230 lbs, fat dad bod, hairy, and unhygienic (negotiable) with a thick black mustache and a balding head of black hair. I’ll be playing a very nice 42 year old Computer Scientist, and I never dated or remarried after your mom left when you were a baby. I got a good computer science job here in the U.S and I built a comfortable life for us. I raised you almost single handedly, so you and I were very, very close. But I’m not the perfect father… ever since you turned 18 and started blossoming into a beautiful young lady, I started getting naughty, nasty, taboo thoughts about you… you seemed to be growing more attractive by the day, and before long, I found myself jerking off to the thought of you, into your dirty panties no less. Well, now that you were 18 and in your last year of high school, I wanted to see if I could live out my fantasies before you moved away to college… a fantasy like:

[FFFMM] Sex Ritual Follower – Personal Testimonial

[WELCOME TO THE MEDITATION CENTERS OF ROSCOE FORTHRIGHT](https://www.roscoeforthright.com/copy-of-welcome)

I am Bill Nordquist. I became a Follower of Roscoe Forthright last weekend. **In Zebulon, North Carolina.** These are smart and cautious people. Roscoe and two local girls (members of the local Roscoe Forthright Lodge) met me at McLean’s Ole Time Cafe at 11am. Friday April 2nd, 2021. The four of us had coffee. Roscoe ordered Meatloaf, a great lunch for $8.89! And I had Sisco Chicken. With Sawmill gravy! I think the girls had salads.

They wanted to check me out, to make sure I was not some looney-tune bozo, looking for a free fuck. I said, “Roscoe, I am 32 years old, fairly good-looking, with a good job. And I own my own truck and my own house. I do not need free fucks. I can get those whenever I want them. **We have plenty of eager girls in North Carolina**.” And Roscoe said, ”Bill, you are exactly the kind of man we enjoy having in our Lodges. Bat-shit crazy is everywhere. Especially when people find us on the internet, thinking we are a porn site, or a hookers-for-charity outfit.”

Being a receptionist has been lucrative for my stripping job [FM]

School wasn’t really my thing. After I graduated high school, I moved and went to college. But I only lasted a year before dropping out. Instead of moving back home, I just stayed and picked up some random jobs to pay for rent and live. You know waitressing, bartending, that sort of stuff. Eventually I went to a strip club, and became a stripper (family did not approve), but the money was so much better. I guess you can say that I’m pretty, and I’ve never been shy about my looks. So I guess it works out.

Where I lived and worked is kind of a smaller town. It’s not a mega city, and it’s not rural. Just like a normal town. So it’s not uncommon to run into someone you know, when you’re running errands or whatever. So when I’m dancing at the strip club, I would often see some regulars, or people I’ve run into around town. Over time, you get friendly with them, you know you have to talk about something when you’re half naked and grinding on a guy’s lap. The girls in the club could get away with anything, so I’ll admit that I’ve provided some ‘extras’ to the guy patrons, in the back rooms.

Sad Daddy Craigslist Cry Fuck [gender ambiguous mc] [masturbating to the impossibility of human connection] [melancholy]

**Personal Fantasy**

If you’re like me, you think humans are weird. Fascinating from behind the fishbowl glass of your computer, but too much to handle at any distance closer than thought. So you read pages and pages of people’s desires online. Dial-up admissions in all lowercase and bad grammar of what people want to do, and more often want done, to them. Look at you—what a proper horny scientist, you are. 

If you’re like me, you think of browsing the Craigslist Personals as *science.*

Hopefully, you are not like me. 

Here is what I know: A single refresh of the Personals contains more unfiltered truth than a thousand Catholic confessionals. Brutal truth and hurt and hope. 

Sometimes I start with the Missed Connections to get myself going. See a stranger, and in the space of a moment imagine your whole life with them. It’s happy, and then the moment is gone. Connection missed. Pick up the pieces of yourself and take them to Craigslist and compose a post. If they feel the same, maybe they will too. Maybe you’ll see their post. Probably not. In all my browsing I’ve never actually seen two that correspond, but no one posts their story because they expect resolution. 

How I Lost My Babysitting Job

So… I’ve always been a good girl. Not a perfect girl — but I don’t sleep around. There was that one guy when I was younger, but he dumped me when he got what he wanted, and I learned from that. Since then, I’ve kept my legs together, and now I’m nineteen. If I’m gonna be honest… guys my age are immature jerks. They are all over me for free handouts, and that’s not as flattering as they think.

And my parents are after to me to figure out what I’m going to do with my life, since I don’t have a college gig planned yet, and I’m not in a serious relationship. I’m doing part time at Hooters (don’t even fucking say it) and babysitting on the side. Hooters is good money — the tips are like triple what you get anywhere else. Yes, I know what the word objectification means, but the guys that eat there are less crude than what I see outside of work. My parents don’t love it, but they are the ones charging me rent, so I have to do something. So I figure it’s a start. It beats saying I’m still babysitting at nineteen.

The Amazons-Part Three

Marcus groaned and slowly opened his eyes. It had been many nights since his induction and he hadn’t done anything with anyone, and because of this he woke up with a very hard penis. The truth was he was nervous, he still barely knew how this society worked and didn’t want to ask the girls for sex, no matter how much he wanted too. So he sat in his hut, ate his food, did nothing all day, and then slept. A truly pitiful existence, it reminded him of high school. This is why Marcus decided to take matters into his own hands, literally. He began to envision the beautiful night he had with Anastasia and the women in the tribe. He sat on the edge of the bed, he was going fast when he heard a laugh from outside of his hut. He looked to his right and saw a green eye staring in at him through a hole in the weaving, they briefly made eye contact before the girl ran away. He fell out of the zone for a moment before becoming exhilarated and he began to increase his speed. He was going with deep concentration when Anastasia walked through the entrance of the shelter. “Marcus! What are you doing!” She stared at him, expecting a response, “You know we have all these beautiful women who would love to be with you. Why haven’t you been out at all this week? Your not gay, are you?” Marcus responded quickly, “No! No, of course not! To tell the truth… i’m kind of nervous. I don’t know anyone here and… i just don’t know how to do…any of this!” Anastasia looked deep into his eyes, “Oh, Marcus. That’s ok, we all felt the same way when we first arrived here, I know I did. Why don’t you come with me and I’ll show you what goes on, and introduce you to the sisters and the groups!” She then kissed Marcus on the cheek, took his hand, and led him outside the hut.

I [F] gave my master [M] his first rim job in a public park

Re-posting from another sub since my master and I met up in the same park today, and both reminisced about how this was one of our best experiences together.

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For the past few years, I have had a master in my home state. He and I grew up together, and I had an unrequited crush on him in high school. We kept in touch through college and after, and we would talk about how badly I wanted him to fuck me. I am technically a virgin, so he was always wary of being the dreaded “first.” As a compromise, he offered to spank me one night, and eventually I turned into his pet.

Ever since then, we would occasionally sext while in separate states and hook up when we were together. I have been training my ass for him to fuck eventually, and I love sucking his dick. We have talked about our fantasies to each other—including a threesome and me licking his ass.

How the Spontaneous Friend-cation Turned into the Fuck I Never Expected [FM]

Edit:

Alright, here’s another repost for you filthy animals because you have my confidence up and I did not have nearly enough sex doing the end of the world. So my one and a half new stories are not that fun.

This sex-venture took place about three years ago. I recently traveled (not ideal during a pandemic, I know) to the same general location it happened. It provided some welcomed memories for a lonely night lol

I’m a wordy motherfucker, so skip to the *** if ya know… you need to get things going quickly.

It’s also very long and potentially includes some typos. Bear with me.

So, about three years ago I was roped into one of those impulsive friend-cations. One of my best friends from high school and I remained good friends through college and still are quite close. For our purposes, we’ll call him “Joe.” After high school, our friend group evolved to include Joe’s older sister. She had only been a year ahead of us and they are quite close as siblings. It also helped she had very attractive friends. One of which, let’s call her “Jenn”, Joe was downright infatuated with.

[MF] That time a gay guy got me laid by a girl whose name I didn’t know

I live near a ski town that I’ve frequented since I was little. Many of my friends have cabins there. As we got older, we began using these cabins for cheap escapes since most of us had just started working and had little to no money. Free accommodations always made the trip better.

When I was 23, one of my buddies invited me up to a mutual friend’s cabin for his birthday. The first day was just guys and it was pretty fun. The family had asked if we could chop a tree down and we obliged. What we didn’t know was that the fucking tree was like 100′ tall. Took us like 12 hours, 140 beers, lunch and dinner, and god knows how many cigs and ounces of weed. But by the days end we were hammered, sore, and tired.

The guy with the cabin, call him Marco, is a chef. We woke up to a wonderful breakfast, all this with his birthday being the following day. Apparently, we’d saved the family quite a bit of money by chopping the tree down. Then he announced that 8 girls would be joining us in the day and staying the night in the cabin with us. This was a sweet deal since most of the bedrooms were occupied by us already.

[M] Staying with my former high school teacher [F] during lockdown and fucking every single night!

Here is a previous post I made about us from a few months ago: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ihi5ec/my_sexy_and_intense_casual_relationship_with_my/

[M25] – [F37]

It’s been a few months since we have slept with each other, spending nights together fucking all night in various places around her house and when my former high school teacher moved back to Scotland, I was sad, but we have kept in contact ever since. I live in Manchester and the journey up to Scotland is quite a long one, but after months of flirting and having sex online with each other, lockdown eased in the UK and I took the risk and travelled down to Scotland to be with her.

We arranged to meet up once again a few weeks ago and I drove down from Manchester to Scotland and we met just outside her house. We embraced and a sense of comfort, of safety, of love was felt between us and we kissed hard on the street before we went inside and the passion started straight away.