[M]e and C #2: The time I enlisted her best friend to help me punish her

This is a followup to the last story I posted, which you can find in my post history if you want to catch up first. The tldr of that story: I had a dysfunctional relationship with my first serious girlfriend in college, C, which lasted about 3 years in which we repeatedly cheated on each other.

This is jumping ahead a bit, to our last year of college when we’d both basically gotten used to the way things were. She’d already cheated on me three times prior to this (including the first one, described in my previous story) but I had only done it in retaliation once, and I actually don’t know if she ever found out about that one. But basically, the ongoing dynamic had been established: when she got frustrated enough, she’d fuck someone else without making any effort to hide it, wait for me to find out, and I’d find something to do to her as her dom that one-upped the last time as her punishment. So we were getting to the point where I really would have to be creative when it happened again.

initiation (secret sex club PT2) (draft)

The evening was fast approaching, i felt a bit of panic as i scrambled to clean my messy apartment. Three days of dirty dishes, worn clothes still strewn across the floor. I pranced around the apartment with a can of Febreze in a desperate attempt to breath some life in to the place.

SHOWER!!

I hadn’t showered yet, i reached down and grabbed my leg, prickly as a porcupine, fuck. I pulled on the waist band of my joggers and looked down, bob ross was that you? again…fuck. I grabbed a towel from my room and raced to the bathroom when, a knock at the door, they were early…triple fuck. I was panicking i didn’t know what they were here for but i was a mess. I looked through the peephole and there was Sean standing next to this tall, slim goth looking girl. My mind raced through possibilities as to what was going to happen. I took a deep breath and opened the door. One awkward hello later we were stood around the kitchen counter.

My Wife’s Best Friend [FF][lesbian][cuckolding][cheating]

“Last night was just so wild, wasn’t it? Did Paul suspect anything when you finally got home?” Kaylee asked her friend as she sipped playfully on her glass of Chardonnay.

“Oh God no, can you even imagine? He has absolutely no clue!” Kat replied, swirling her merlot in her glass and smirking across the coffee table at her partner in crime.

The women reminisced about their night of debauchery the night before with a group of three black strangers, giggling and toasting to their secret life of cheating and experimentation. It was an impromptu orgy, but they knew after it happened that it wouldn’t be the last time they sould enjoy a wild night out with strange men.

“By the way, what were you doing with that strap-on randomly in your purse? That was quite a surprise, not that I was complaining, haha.” Kat tittered, taking a nervous sip of her wine. She leaned back in her chair, trying not to let on that she was a bit turned on by her friend, who had pegged her the night before. She wore a yellow sun dress that was unbuttoned just low enough to accent her ample cleavage, and just short enough to accentuate her curvaceous thighs. Her vibrant scarlet hair was tied up in a neat ponytail, and her pale complexion was untouched by makeup.

Reporter’s dilemma part 10

It was late afternoon when Caroline left the building. She was in a haze of a “fucked just right” feeling. Her eyes were misty, she felt the glow, yeah, it had been perfect. Getting to suck all the studs back up to a full erection, then letting them fuck her cunt, perfect. Having them building up another hot creamy load had been even better. Long, enjoyable rides, after she had sucked Gregor up to a stiff, ready erection, Gregor had taken position between her thighs, he pulled her legs up and ordered her to wrap them around his waist. She obeyed without hesitation, and he notched his cock against her, then thrust hard, one smooth, single thrust as he buried his cock inside Caroline, bringing more cries of pleasure from her lips, her lust was in control, she was a true, cock hungry cream pie slut, and she was quickly moaning and gasping with pleasure, humping her hips up to take as much of Gregor’s cock as she could. Her orgasm seized her, she felt her pussy clamping at Gregor, the spasms brought on his orgasm, and he growled as his throbbing cock discharged a hot load into her heated center.

Me and my girlfriend helping our friend after a breakup [MFF]

A few weeks ago my girlfriend Anna got a text from her best friend from her sorority in college, Sarah. She had just broken up with her boyfriend, who she found was cheating on her by texting and DM’ing other girls on the side. Me and Anna felt really bad about this because Sarah is a sweet girl who had been cheated on in the past. She had become just as much my friend as my girlfriend’s, and almost like a little sister, so I brought up the idea that we could have her over, maybe take her out to dinner and just help her through her breakup. Sarah agreed, and she was going to come to our place and spend a night.

Me and Anna talked for a bit about how bad we felt for her and plans on what to do, what to cook, etc. We also got around to talking about how anyone could cheat on Sarah, who is probably one of the prettiest girls I’ve ever met in my life. 5’1, gorgeous eyes and smile with maybe the most perfect ass I’ve ever seen. My girlfriend is bi, and we often watch porn and get off together to all types of content (masturbation, vanilla sex, gangbangs, lesbian). One rule we’ve always had is that we won’t masturbate to anyone we know in real life, but we’ve both openly admitted that we thought Sarah was a real catch. My girlfriend even said that she had a crush on her when they met. Sarah was bi too, so they often talked about guys and girls they thought were cute.

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 4, Part 5 – Nicole [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Fingering] [Masturbation][Les][Plot heavy]

**Nicole**

“To sweeten the mouth, to stuff the cunt, these are the subjects of today’s philosophical picnic.”

Carl´s hungers are intermixed and so is their saturation.

We two and seven other couples have made a delicious school trip for the social Lovemaking on Sunday. Heirs brought their mistresses to Uncle Tom´s Point to be enthralled by the Upper Falls. We are now cuddling on blankets, guys rummaging in the baskets. The air smells by nature of various distillation as I and Carl are gnawing on licorice in turns. His eyes are gleaming, brighten by the rapids, his left hand behind the front slit of my skirt where the black panties can be admired.

“Your lady’s storage stayed empty of food for ages. What do you think is the best thing I can put there?”

This is the trick. He doesn´t like fawning and wants me to give it a thought and stay on topic.

“Hmmm, you might be interested to know how herrings swimming in my love drops taste like… Although they say vag is unpleasant if fishy. You might add some garlic cloves. If you savor it gladly, I hope you will repay me by that Māui-shaped dildo you are building.”

The harem bitch

Now, I’m not sure if this is the right place to put this, but honestly I don’t know of any other location.

People have been asking rather pointed questions about the dynamics of my lifestyle. Tonight we talk about the bitch. Now it needs to be said that while I’m describing a particular event, this happens all the time in many different ways.

The room is dark and there’s a fan going. In the middle of the room is my massive 4 poster bed (beautiful to look at, bad for bondage), and beside that on the floor is a small thin mattress. On that mattress is a girl who’s been hogtied with soft silk scarves. This one I’ve named bambi. She’s blindfolded, and the fan generates enough noise that she can’t hear what’s going on in the next room. Being the bitch of my harem, she’s used to this and waits patiently for whatever I have planned.

[M]y first experience with another [M]an who also happened to be twice my age

First of all thank you for the great respond to my first post, which you can find [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/oeomo0/i_24_m_gave_in_to_my_bi_side_and_gave_my_friend/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

I got a couple of requests for me to write the story of my first experience with another man so here goes. Again it might be a bit of a long read so skip to “good stuff start here” if that’s what you are here for.

Back when I was younger and a lot less experienced sexually I never thought I would crave another man’s cock in any way. I had plenty of crushes on girls in my school and a couple of girlfriends throughout my early teens. I started jerking of like any normal young hormonal teenage boy and watched normal straight or lesbian porn. Eventually I started to feel slightly different however. I think it started with the fact that lesbian porn was no longer quite as thrilling as it had been. I started watching more porn with big dicks, threesomes with two guys and eventually gangbangs. I started watching only girls doing anal because it felt dirty and forbidden at the time (this was a couple of years ago before anal was so standardized as it is today).

The Harvest, Part 4 [MFF] [2nd Person] [Male POV] [DILF] [Corruption] [Lesbian] [Threesome]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oo0p0o/the_harvest_mf_2nd_person_male_pov_stepcest/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oryvr8/the_harvest_part_2_mf_2nd_person_male_pov_stepcest/)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oxfrro/the_harvest_part_3_mf_2nd_person_male_pov/)

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For once you find you’re not alone when you wake.

Ashley jumps away from your bed with a yelp. You don’t understand why until you notice you’ve startled upright like a man possessed.

“My bad, baby.” You read your alarm clock and yawn. Not an act; you haven’t gotten up this early since retiring the apron. “What’s up?”

She’s still wearing your black shirt from last night almost like a one-piece on her smaller body. You finally process what the flash of white fabric you’d caught as she stumbled backwards must be. Luckily, your sheets tented over your knees hide how hard you get.

“I need a ride to school,” she says.

Deep breath. You compose yourself to not betray arousal. “Didn’t your friend say she would pick you up?”

“Claire can be flaky like that.”

“Not very smart of you then, Ash. What if I had something very important to do in, say, thirty minutes?”

You leave her in suspense for a second before reassuring with a smile you’re not feeling. Your disappointment at her lack of responsibility is palpable. In those ten years Jessica’s also managed to undo one of the few good things you’d left all your girls with.

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 4, Part 5 – Nicole [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Fingering] [Masturbation][Les][Plot heavy]

**Nicole**

“To sweeten the mouth, to stuff the cunt, these are the subjects of today’s philosophical picnic.”

Carl´s hungers are intermixed and so is their saturation.

We two and seven other couples have made a delicious school trip for the social Lovemaking on Sunday. Heirs brought their mistresses to Uncle Tom´s Point to be enthralled by the Upper Falls. We are now cuddling on blankets, guys rummaging in the baskets. The air smells by nature of various distillation as I and Carl are gnawing on licorice in turns. His eyes are gleaming, brighten by the rapids, his left hand behind the front slit of my skirt where the black panties can be admired.

“Your lady’s storage stayed empty of food for ages. What do you think is the best thing I can put there?”

This is the trick. He doesn´t like fawning and wants me to give it a thought and stay on topic.

“Hmmm, you might be interested to know how herrings swimming in my love drops taste like… Although they say vag is unpleasant if fishy. You might add some garlic cloves. If you savor it gladly, I hope you will repay me by that Māui-shaped dildo you are building.”