Redemption [Revenge] [Photo Shoot] [Age Gap]

I received the strangest gift from my fiance this past Christmas. A gift certificate for a two hour session with a local photographer. He had arranged it for the two of us. He didn’t want to schedule it because he wanted it to be our engagement photo shoot and wanted me to choose when that happened.

Then I caught him getting his dick sucked in a back alley by another guy and the relationship was officially, and permanently, off. I was cleaning out his things when I came across the certificate. I had forgotten all about it. My 25th birthday was coming up and I thought about the idea of doing a shoot with just me. Although I hated having pictures of me taken.

I went to the guy’s website and looked it over. He seemed talented enough, the photos were beautifully lit and everyone looked natural but nice. Nothing seemed phony like most professional photos do. The smiles weren’t forced, the looks were all unique and seemed to suit both the scene and the person in it. I was clicking around and came to the boudoir photos he’d done. Women and men of all ages and sizes in various stages of dress. The photos were tasteful and beautiful even if the subject didn’t fit that standard ideal of beauty. My curiosity was piqued.

Let my high school crush take my anal virginity! [FM]

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I’m 22, 5’2, cute and curvy, with a thick ass and some big ol titties :) I’ve got long red hair and freckles all over! My names Amelia ? hope that helps with the visual :)

This requires some backstory: I lived in Colorado for a spell during my sophomore year of high school. I met this cute guy named Aaron in between classes and we exchanged phone numbers during the year. He would call me and we would stay up late talking about anything and everything, I loved talking to him. We quickly figured out he lived about a mile away from me in the neighborhood right next to mine. One night, he called me and asked me to come over, and that quickly turned into me going over there once or twice a week in the middle of the night.

Reconnecting [straight sex] [friends] [cheating] [first time]

When we were growing up we were inseparable. I was a tomboy and there was nothing that Nick could do that I wouldn’t force myself to learn to do better. It was an ongoing contest, and the biggest point of contention in our friendship.

Then there was the time when he got mad at me for trying to kiss him, to show I knew how and was better than him at it, and he pushed me out of the tree we were hanging out in. We were ten. His mama was never one for spanking, but she actually left a bruise on his behind that particular time. In all fairness though, I broke my leg in two places, but he was the one who ran to get help when he saw the bone sticking through my skin. I screamed and cried when they said I needed surgery to fix it. I begged for them to let him come back with me and they did, until I was knocked out at least.

Having Some Brie, Chapter 5 [fm] [Incest] [Brother/Sister]

[Chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/i0zv84/having_some_brie_chapter_4_fm_incest_brothersister/)

Sunlight trickled in from between the curtains, and I blinked sleep from my eyes. I had a face full of hair, and when I realized it was Brie, memories of the night before came rushing back. We were still in our underwear, lying together, skin to skin. I propped myself on an elbow and gazed down at her, smiling gently. Normally she looked as much of a slob as anybody while she slept, but now she lay there like an angel, absolutely flawless. Where did these rose-colored lenses come from?

“So fucking hot.” I had to suppress my alarm, for fear of jerking up and waking Brie. Lexi was sitting in a chair in the corner of the room, legs crossed and elegantly chewing on a fingernail.

“What the fuck are you doing in here?” I hissed, neck strained and head whipping between her and Brie.

“Enjoying the view,” Lexi chuckled. “You guys are so cute together. I was wondering when she’d finally muster the courage to just go for it. Then I got tired of waiting.” She winked at me, as if she were my co-conspirator.

“You need to get out of here before she wakes up,” I warned.

Wyatt the Farm Boy, Part 2 [MM]

How did he not hear the truck coming? he thought, a bit panicked at literally being caught with his pants down. Well, it was pretty loud with the rain, and he was exhausted from the day, he thought. This field was at the edge of the family property and on the other side of the road was the neighbor’s field with an intersection that Wyatt had pulled off from. The neighboring farmers were a middle-aged couple in their 40’s with two children, a girl in grade school and a boy named Jonah who was Wyatt’s age. They had just bought their farm about five years before, moving here from Kansas. Wyatt’s family had always been friendly, inviting them to bbq’s and the occasional dinner, but the two families had never really associated closely, especially since Wyatt’s dad had gotten sick.

Wyatt the Farm Boy, Part 1 [MM]

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There were no clouds in the sky to block the relentless sun from shining down on Wyatt’s bare skin. He had already developed a tanned neck and had a fresh sunburn setting in on his muscular shoulders. At 95 degrees each day this had been a hot and humid Nebraska summer. It was mid-July and time to harvest the wheat.

[FM] [FMMM] [Group] [20F] fucked my way across Europe for a semester – Part 4

Read parts [one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hwron7/group_fmmm_i_20f_fucked_my_way_across_europe_for/), [two](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hxdiwx/fm_m_i_20f_fucked_my_way_across_europe_for_a/), and three here.

I took several steps back and sat on the foot of the bed, my heart clenching. Fuck. We had just crossed a line. Several lines. The lines probably weren’t even visible in our rear-view mirror. “Charlie — I’m so sorry,” I whispered.

He kept staring at the ceiling, his cock softening as he stood there, leaning against the door. “S’not your fault,” he murmured, brushing the back of his hand under his nose and sniffing, his eyes still watering, “I wanted this. I encouraged it.”

Guilt tightened in my chest. I have never claimed to be a perfect person. I helped my then-best friend cheat on every single one of her high school boyfriends and justified it by saying it “didn’t count” because we were both women. I went down on a friend maybe an hour before she gave her wedding vows. But I had never helped a man cheat on a woman. It felt different. Call it sexism, call it homophobia. But engaging in heterosexual contact with a man who had a girlfriend felt worse than my previous forays into being the other woman. Even if it had only been for a moment. A part of me wondered if I would still feel as guilty if he hadn’t expressed regret.

Blast from the Past: Catching Up with an Old Friend With Benefits Turns Into Sarah’s First Threesome, Part 1 [MFF] [Cons]

Rob and I had been friends with benefits in university. He had gone off across the country for school and I stayed in our home town, but he visited every Christmas, and I flew out to visit friends and family where he went to school a few times, so we saw each other often enough.

He had asked me out during his first visit back home after leaving. Neither of us wanted to start a long-distance relationship, but we did want each other. We went out for dinner before I snuck him into my room past my sleeping roommates. I wasn’t ashamed of him or anything, I just didn’t feel like being interrogated by a gaggle of horny, nosy women who wanted to hear every salacious detail in the morning.

Back then I still had a tiny bed. It was a comical scene, his large frame fucking me on that twin mattress, his feet hanging over the edge when he slept over. We were awkward and janky in the sack, but we learned a thing or two about sex experimenting on each others’ bodies.

Sex Ed – My virginity taken by my teacher [MF] [Oral]

I’m 18 years old, and in my final year of high school. I don’t think I’ll miss this place, but I definitely will miss my best reason to come to school – the maths teacher, Miss Summers. You could say she’s also my sex education teacher, although that’s an unofficial position.

It started one day in my A-Level maths class – a subject I had probably mainly developed an interest in due to Miss Summers being the hottest teacher in school. However, that same fact did make it pretty hard to concentrate on numbers and formulas sometimes, even though I always paid complete attention to my teacher. Today she was wearing a stylish navy pencil skirt, brown leather knee-high boots, and a tight white striped blouse which showed just enough cleavage of her voluptuous breasts to get the mind of every boy in class wandering. I realised I had been staring at them a little too intensely when her words broke through my reverie.

“Are you with us, Mr Taylor?”

“Huh? Sorry Miss, yes.”

“I said could you please come up to the board and solve this formula for x.”

“Uhh… yes miss,” I answered uncertainly.

You’re not going to tell your parents about this are you? Pt. 2

Pt. 2 of this story below!

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A few days had passed. I’d barely spoken to Kinsey but worst of all I had heard nothing from Mister Schwartz. Aka Matt, my best friend’s dad who had turned my world upside down on his kitchen counter. Apparently he had been out of town on business but he hadn’t even bothered to text or call me. It hurt. A lot.

I slouch in an armchair watching some makeup tutorials on YouTube. The usual nonsense, I can’t focus on anything. 

Three knocks at the door. Stumbling up from the chair, I lurch towards the front door half asleep and pull several chains off it before opening reluctantly. 

It’s Kinsey. I know it seems stupid to say but after everything that transpired with her dad, she was honestly the last person I wanted to see. 

“Rach. Let’s go to the Lake House for the weekend. Jeremy and Wade and their crew are coming as well. C’mon it’ll be fun.” Jeremy and crew, yay, total airheads from high school, Jeremy who had never stopped hitting on me for two years. Great. But maybe the distraction would do me some good, away from all the craziness that had ensued over here. My mind hops around in circles before I nod slowly. I needed a break from the house.