The priest has a new way of removing my desires….. [MF][Age play][Religion kink]

The following is a collaboration between a fellow r/dirtypenpals redditor and myself. Feel free to join us, or reach out with stories or fantasies you’d like to play out. We hope you enjoy!

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Alice took a deep breath as she walked into the church, She slowly moved onto the bench kneeling in front of it before closing her eyes and praying. Her bright blue bra was visible through the mesh like stop she was wearing, She wasn’t sure why her body changed nor why her emotions started to change. She needed help but both her parents were busy building their empire.

The priest recognized the young girl as soon as she came in, not only because anyone entering the chapel broke the long silence, but she caught his attention in particular. She was young, and beautiful, and….. Naive. He consciously busied himself with something else while keeping her in the corner of his eye.

Alice slowly stood up walking forward as she cleared her throat smiling awkwardly to the priest “Es es..excuse me..” She muttered trying to get his attention before saying “Ca ac.. Can I.. confess..I just don’t feel at peace without it…”

I wrote a semi-erotic story based on my gender bender fantasy. [MF] [Creampie]

Feedback is appreciated :)

I woke up with a headache. Me, my brother and my mother were spending a few days at my grandparents apartment while they were out of town, so that my dad, who was working from home during the pandemic, could get some peace and quiet while working.

The previous night I had, as I had the last few nights, masturbated thinking about my gender bender fantasy. This reminded me of my daily routine that I knew was completely useless, but alas, I was addicted. As usual I moved my legs around to see if my penis and balls would rub against them. My heart jumped when I didn’t feel anything, but this had happened before when I was especially flaccid, so I kept moving. Still nothing. My heart was beating quickly when I moved my hand under the sheets and down towards my genital area. The usual bulge was gone!

My back-row fumble with Becky [MF]

TL/DR; some fun, mutual masturbation at college

Becky and I were on the same course at college. We were pretty good friends, and used to hang out a lot, flirting and laughing at each other’s dirty jokes. She had a boyfriend back at home so I’d never thought to make a move on her, though she did like to tease me a lot when we hung out. She was a pretty brunette, straight talking and assertive, with a nice curvy body and really big tits. Not crazy big, but definitely big enough that most of the guys, and quite a few girls, would mention them. She lived with three other similarly cute girls, and confessionally, I probably jerked off over one of them at least once a week.

[MF] Date night leads to fucking in the garage

I’ve gotten a bit into woodworking, and by a bit, I mean a lot! My wife has been suffering a bit, not because I love her any less, I just have been spending more time making things than I should. It was a day like any other, I’d woken up with some serious morning wood. I looked over at my gorgeous sleeping beauty and sighed. I put my arm around her and spooned up, cupping her left breast in my hand, feeling her rear end against my loins. This is one of my favorite ways (and times of day) to make a move and have some sexy time :) It wasn’t happening this morning though.

We must have laid like that for a while, I think I may have drifted back to sleep for a bit – erection notwithstanding. I did have to get out of bed to check in with work though. So I hauled myself up and went to put on some pants – my shorts all tented out, I was still at full mast. My wife rolled over, and glanced at me sleepily, and giggled a little at my sorry state, and as she did I think she realized what we’d missed. A little annoyed, I said I had to have breakfast and get to work. Damn she was hot though. She was sleeping in a sheer silk tank top, that didn’t leave much to the imagination – as she sat in bed I could see both nipples and the swell of her breasts. I had to get to work though, and our daughter was already waking up.

Pyramid Story [MF][FMMM][exh][voy][cuck][mast][oral]

**Pyramid Story:**

*Where am I? How did I end up here? Who are all these people? I found myself in a crowded hall of sorts, with no knowledge of how I’d reached here, or where here was. I couldn’t recall my purpose prior to this moment, nor any future plans. It was as if I was present in a moment which had no past or future. I existed only here.*

My attention soon detracted from my existential musings, to my surroundings. I seemed to be inside some grand pyramid-like structure, with large halls extending away in four directions. I found myself near the top of a pyramid of stairs, in the middle of these grand halls, surrounded by a crowd. Each hall seemed to be a theatre, with a stage and a screen in the distance. Square pillars, ornately decorated with symbols I could not recognise, extended along the edges of the pyramid I stood upon, towards the stages of each hall. The ceilings were so high, revealing the scale of the majestic structure we were all within. Music and the noise of the crowd echoed through the halls.

Mr. Postman, part 1/3 [f masturbation, voyeurism, lonely housewife, cheating]

“Goodbye, honey!”  I say to my husband as he heads off to work, “…have a good day!”  He peels out of the driveway and off down the street.  Once his Porche is no longer in sight, I close the front door.  I love my husband, but sometimes he bores me to death.  We used to have such a great connection and a passionate relationship: sex two, sometimes three times a day after we first got married.  Now it’s been a few years, and our relationship has fizzled out.   Although, I really shouldn’t complain about my life.  I have the kind of life that every cookie-cutter young woman aspires to have.  We may not have any children, but my husband is the CFO of a large, successful company.  We live in a quiet gated community.  I’d call myself a housewife, but I’ve hired a housekeeper to do the cleaning and a cook to make our meals. 

The Camping Trip – Part 2 [Group]

*If you’ve not read Part 1, you can find it here:* [*https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hez8r7/the_camping_trip_group/*](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hez8r7/the_camping_trip_group/)

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As my gf and I continued to passionately make out, my hand had made its way underneath her and slipped a finger into her pussy, it was the wettest she had been throughout our trip. I was ready for her get on top of me and have her ride me, no longer worried about out guests, considering the show they just put on for us. However, what I wasn’t ready for was what happened next.

Suddenly, there was a voice at the entrance to our room,

“Hope we didn’t make too much noise”

We broke our kiss and my gf flipped over onto her back, still holding onto my cock, pointing it straight up. What we could see was Claire’s head popping through the entrance to our room. Her face was blushed and still had the afterglow of an orgasm, it was difficult to make out the rest of her body but I was hoping that she had not bothered to put on any clothes. Her eyes scanned our bodies before finally stopping on my cock. At this point, my gf gave my cock a wiggle before beckoning Claire into the room with her free hand.

Ayeshas Happy Times Ch01

NSFW
FSolo, Reluct, mast, MDom, teen

My first reddit post here. Hope it suits the guidelines fine

Chapter 01: English Creative writing

My name is Ayesha Baig. I’m 18 years old. I live in Unit7 Chatsworth, Durban. I have dark olive skin, long brunette hair, 32 waist, and 32b. I weigh 42kgs and stand at 5’3 and yes I either shave or wax my pussy and legs depending on the weather. That’s generally all the information that guys asks of me online so I guess we have the important details out the way, right? I’m currently a grade11 student at a local high school. Most people picture me as the sweet innocent girl who works hard at school to make a better life for herself and couldn’t possibly know how to hurt someone… and most of it is true! I have excellent grades and I know it’s all thanks to hard work, but when I was fourteen I started to explore myself (and eventually others) sexually and in the process lose the concept of the word `innocent’.

Masturbation Memories o[F] an Exhibitionist

Masturbation Memories o[F] an Exhibitionist

From my teen years to now, I’ve always loved being seen. I’ve always loved the idea of being seen even more so if I did not know who was watching me.

When I discovered my body as women tend to do growing up, I knew all the right buttons to push and pull and rub and squeeze. Knowing someone could walk in on me brought pleasure that much quicker. Thus began my adventure of private pleasure in public.

My first real thrill was in front of my window. My second story room had a window that was 1 foot tall and four feet wide. It was all the way at the top of the wall because of the way the garage connected to it. I would stand on my bed ass naked, my back to the closed but unlocked door. My face would start as the only visible part and I’d slowly stack up pillows until I could press my breasts against the cold glass. The climb up the window heightened every sensation. My body would turn electric while masturbating knowing anyone could see my tiddies.

[F4M] Texas Flight Attendant and Exhibitionist Reveals Her Layover Masturbation Fantasy [masturbation][exhibitionism][flight attendant][orgasm][striptease]

[Original Story With Sexy NSFW Home Made Video Collage Is HERE On IMGUR](https://imgur.com/cobnGTl)

I am a real Flight Attendant for a Major US Airline but what you wouldn’t know from your flight with me is that I am also an admitted exhibitionist, addicted really. My acted-out fantasy, my passion, is stripping from my uniform, dancing naked, and then masturbating to orgasm while being watched by a man or even a group of men if I can arrange it.

As a new hire flight attendant, I started out masturbating on my layovers for male flight attendants and pilots on my crew. As my confidence increased, I got bolder and, on one flight, even entertained my pilots while on my rest break with a visit to the cockpit on the long all-nighter to Europe.

I had only been to the cockpit twice before on international trips and found the pilots to be very nice. I was, admittedly, flirtatious with them as they were with me. I got the impression they enjoyed the diversion of having a pretty young flight attendant visit them on the long flight. We got into some turbulence and I teasingly said something about feeling my boobs shaking.