How I (then 19m) continued to fuck my cousin (then 19f) for five years (part 2)

For the first part of the story you can go here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/56csan/how_i_then_18m_started_fucking_my_then_18f_cousin/

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When I got back home after that cabin trip things with my girlfriend went back to normal. Secretly Lisa would send me dirty pictures or she would fuck herself with her hairbrush while I jerked off over Skype. Eventually it died down because her boyfriend, Josh, was accusing her of cheating even 5 seconds. We weren’t in love this was purely lust. As far as we were concerned it was like masturbation so we could live without it.

About half a year later Lisa got accepted to university close to my house and it worked out that my sister had moved in with her boyfriend Lisa came to stay with us to save of tuition costs.

By this time I was head over heels for my girlfriend so Lisa was just a memory which worked out great for about a month. Lisa and Josh broke up while she was on my side of the country and she soon became lonely. At first I didn’t really notice because she never overtly came on to me. But slowly I noticed she started teasing me with her body. For instance I would walk into the living room and she’d be sitting on the couch in short shorts and spread her legs gently to reveal she wasn’t wearing panties. Or bend over in a short skirt. Running from the shower to her bedroom in a towel but letting it slip a little as she got by my room.

Fell in love with a stripper…(m/f)

It’s a Thursday night my best friend and I are bored neither of us work in the morning. So we do what any other 30 and 22 year old bachelors would do. Go strip club hopping. Fast forward withdrawing $500 for us to share, 3 hours, 5 clubs and countless drinks later. We walk into this club. Typical mirror tinted windows on the entry, “Gentlemen’s club” posted on the roof sign. There’s a window with a Dwayne Johnson looking guy behind it. Handwritten sign posted saying “$20 no reentry. 21+ only.” Legit. The walls are dark colors, I’m used to seeing brighter colors in the clubs. “This is new” I think to myself. Looking around as we walk the hall, the bass grows louder and I can start to feel it in my chest. I recognize the song and look back to my friend, “this is the club man!” I laugh and start sloppily dancing. We both break out into laughter as we turn the dimly lit corner of the hall to the club room. We are on the back wall as we come in. Straight in front is the bar, super hot brunette in an barely there crop top and skirt. “Hey I’m gonna get us some beers” my buddy tells me. I continue looking around, the stage runs in front of the bar. There she is. I see that school girl plaid skirt float up, as she drops her ass to the floor. Her hands on the pole as she begins wiggling her ass. “Mmmm” I reach for my wallet and pull out some ones. She sees me making my way over. Meeting me at the edge of the stage. Her blonde pig tails sit just on top of her shoulders. Her red tied top with no bra hardly covering her huge tits. I wanted them in my mouth. She leaned down as I stuffed a few bills in her cleavage. I copped a feel as I dispensed my money. She quickly returned to the pole, spinning around. Her top coming off shortly after. My buddy joined me at the stage as we lightly tipped her and drank our beers for the duration of her stage time. A few more dancers went up to the stage. We were laughing and trying to flirt with the shot girls walking around. I was keeping a keen eye for the beauty from before. Finally she came out. I waved her over and she immediately headed over to us. She took a seat on my lap. We tried making small talk and ended up buying her a drink. She kept moving her hips to the music while we chit chatted and she told us who her favorite dancers were and so on so forth, I couldn’t help but start to get hard. It took everything I had to not. She finally asked if we wanted a dance or if she should go, I said “well, I’m not hard yet” she giggled and mentioned how that wasn’t super common. We kept her around for a bit and bought her another drink. Finally she made an offer “I’ll give you a dance in the back room, if you don’t like it, and I’ll be able to tell, it’s on me, but if you like it, you’re paying.” How could I refuse. She was by far the sexiest thing in the club and what we had seen all night. She grabbed my hand to help me out of my seat as I stood up she let go of my hand and moved to my cock, putting her back up to me, “I never lose this bet” she whispers over her shoulder, rubbing my cock in the process. I was already half mast. We get to the back room and she whispers something to the bouncer at the entry. We walk through the black curtain. It’s almost pitch black in this room. The couch runs the other 3 walls, all black. Couches, walls everything, even black lights. It took a moment or so before my eyes could adjust. She looked so seductive. The way she walked towards me. Fuck did I want her. My body craved her. Her fingers traced her curves. “ I have a few rules. 1. No touching. Here. (Pointing to, then rubbing her pussy) 2. I’m in control here.” I shook my head ‘yes’ “yes ma’am”. She slipped off her top and gently shoved her perky atleast c cups in my face, softly moaning as my beard tickled her tits. She held my hands within hers placing mine on her ass. I squeezed her firm ass as she brought herself on top of me. “Hmmm, you’re a stubborn guy aren’t you?” She began to grind me. My hands firmly gripping her ass, she positioned her tit towards my mouth, I took her hard nipple and grazed my tongue across it. “Mmmmmm” she arched her back pressing herself harder against me. She slowly and smoothly transitioned off me, spinning around. She started wiggling her ass in her sexy skirt. Her cheeks bounced harmonically to the beat as she leaned forward giving me a clear view of her tiny gstring. She slid her skirt down as she shook her ass perfectly. Ending in my lap. I was harder than I had ever been. She felt it. “Mmmmhmmmm, looks like I win the deal?” I laughed in response as she continued to grind me. “It seems a bit tight in there for him, let’s let him breathe.” As she slid a hand up my shorts leg. She stopped just before reaching it. I slightly tilted my hips towards her. She instantly wrapped her fingers around my shaft. Her hands were tiny and soft. She put her mouth over my cock through my shorts and started humming. I thought I was going to cum right then and there. She lets up and unzips my shorts. My cock shoots out. “Damn that’s bigger than I thought.” She bit her lip. “Fuck. I’m done. This is going to be messy.” Is all I can thinkShe spins around and slides her ass up my lap until my cock is trapped between her cheeks and my abs. She started to bounce, my cock separates her ass cheeks. Fuck this feels amazing. My hands on her hips as she bends completely over face to the floor. Her g-string is now between her lips. My cock is suddenly starting to become slick as she wiggles and grinds on it. She picks her ass up off my lap, keeping her head down, giving me that perfect view of her swollen lips and that sexy camel toe. Just then she slips the tiny fabric off. My cock is throbbing for her. She leans over to the corner of the couch and opens the arm rest and picks a condom from the pile. “You’re going to need this.” Im frozen. I can’t believe this is happening. She tears it open then gently rolls it over the tip of my solid cock. Her hand slides up and down my shaft teasing me as she puts it fully on. She leans to my ear and whispers “don’t worry this is on me.” Then straddles me on the couch. I can faintly feel her warms as she easily slid down my cock. It felt amazing, even with the condom. Her juices flowed out as she rode me. Up and down to the pace of the music playing. I was still in shock, but thrusting into her trying to match her Rhythm. Her tits were so Sgt and squeezable. The perfect fuck pillows for my mouth the play with. With in minutes I was more then ready to cum, “fuck!..” is all I could mutter before cum strand after cum strand shot out, oozing out of my condom. I could feel her cunt clinch my cock with each stream of hot cum. She leaned into me starting to quiver. She gave another bounce and my last strand shot out. She lost control and tensed up as my cock flinched inside of her. After a brief moment she slid off my cock and slipped back into her outfit. Covered in her own cum. I was certain it was dripping I pulled my last $50 out of my wallet and put it into the front of her g-string, sliding my finger over her clit with the $50 bill. She tensed up and quivered for a brief moment then smiled and put my finger in her mouth sucking the bit of her cum off. She turn and walked through the curtain outside. Still wearing the condom I zipped it up and walked to the men’s room and cleaned up. Found my buddy and he was ready to go.

Pills Pt.1 [MF][drugs][bimbo-fication]

Let me preface this by saying I’ve never written erotica and this has just been a little boredom project for myself over the past couple days. I haven’t proofread extremely thoroughly, so just let me know of any typos. Theres a lot of build up, but again, that’s what I like. Let me know if this is something I should continue or post more of because I have more planned.

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“Pills” Pt. 1

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I was sitting on the couch, browsing the internet on my laptop, when Ashley bolted through the front door. She wore an excited look on her face, rushing to the bedroom to unload her belongings. I could hear her sit flatly on the bed, fumbling with her shoelaces, then two soft thuds of them landing in the closet.

“How was work?” I said, attempting to be audible from their front room.

“Goooood.”

After the Game [M] [Mast]

I came home after football practice – or “soccer” – to those who give a shit about it. I was tired, sweaty and had one shin badly raked by spikes in a tight tackle gone wrong. Don’t fret; I absolutely hammed the fucker who did it to me about 15 minutes later.

I half limped over to the fridge to see what I might snack for supper. Nothing worth eating, perhaps a takeaway curry later? We’ll see, not too hungry at the moment anyway. Nothing on the telly either, and my girlfriend has been away visiting her mother in Cardiff. Slightly bored, I was, so what was a 21 year old feller to do? As I hadn’t had any action (other than footy) for days, an answer to this burning question was not very far away.
I peeled off my guernsey, lay on the bed and fired up my laptop. You know what I had in mind just as well as I did.

Broken up but still craving one another (m/f) (pics of us included)

As I mentioned in my previous post, over 5 of the last 7 years I’ve had a fairly volatile on/off relationship with the same girl. This story happened 4 years ago, about 3 years into our relationship.

Marie and I have always been very intense with one another. The good times have been absolutely amazing and the bad times have been painful. This time around we decided to break up because I wasn’t able to give her as much attention as she desired. At this point she lived with her mother in a townhouse and I was over for the night. Her mother was out on a date which allowed me to come over so we could spend some time together alone. Due to my religious upbringing I had to keep Marie a secret from my parents and because of that we didn’t see each other very often. Despite this being one of the reasons for us breaking up she still asked me to come over that night and I missed her and wanted us to speak in person.

Watching you show off [STR8, FM, EXH, MAST, VOY]

She watched him get off the bus, as she always watched. He turned and went to his apartment across the street. He was thinking of her as he walked up to his upper floor apartment, remembering her hot red underwear she was wearing the the night before. He couldn’t help fantasising about deliberately sitting next to her and striking up a conversation, a conversation that would ultimately lead them to his room where he could imagine what her warm firm breasts would feel like in his hands. Inside he desired deeply to hold and squeeze her close, his heart thumped passionately against his chest as he quickened his pace. He was lucky, last night and could make out her full body clad only in sexy red lingerie through her window as she took selfies.

Rampant with a Rabbit [F/masturbation/short]

I plunged it deeper into my tight tunnel, the vibrations of the long shaft teasing my genitals with a complex combination of rotational and longitudinal movements. Fortunately, I was plentifully wet, the slick coating of my walls easing the passage of my first ever experience with a vibrator into and out of my vagina.

A late night Amazon session had degenerated into a perusal of sex toys for her and him, and we had giggled at the array of phallic implements and even more absurd devices for men to pleasure their penis’s. Being rather drunk had helped.

The package had arrived earlier in the morning, a lazy Sunday, and we had opened it excitedly. We’d had breakfast and, rain outside, so had returned to the bedroom to explore.

I held the rabbit deep in me, the dolphin at the base pressing against my clitoral haven. The gentle buzz was quite at odds with the powerful and random vibrations it was providing me; Mark was spellbound watching me in a state of hypnotised arousal, slavishly devoted to the ongoing movements and the stirring of my cunt.

Jonah and the World Around Him PT.3 [mF, mast, inc]

Jonah let his fork fall to the plate with a distinctive “clink,” and sat back heavily into the booth. “I’m stuffed!”

“Well, you should be! That was enough Pad Thai for three people I think,” his mom chuckled. ‘Or one ravenous teenager,” she thought.

The substantive meal and light conversation had brightened Jonah’s mood considerably. His mom avoided asking him about school, so he didn’t have to get into any of that. And, very thankfully, she didn’t seem to know that she had nearly walked in on him masturbating.

Jonah’s mom regarded him for a moment. Definitely not a little boy anymore. Still too cute to be a man. ‘That painful in-between stage,’ she thought to herself. She sat quietly for a few more moments, dreading the conversation she had been putting off all dinner. ‘Well, it’s now or never,’ she concluded.

“So, Jonah,” she began cautiously. “Do you have any romantic interests? Girlfriend? Boyfriend?”

He looked down at his empty plate and hesitated for a few moments before responding. “Are you going to do the thing where you try to talk to me about sex and it gets all super awkward and stuff?”

Jonah and the World Around Him PT.2 [mF, mast, inc]

(NOTE: This is part two of a multi-part story.)
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After a very strange, frequently humiliating day at school, Jonah was beyond relieved when he finally got home, shut his bedroom door and cranked up some music. He didn’t have too many prized possessions, but his stereo was one. Big, floor-standing JBLs powered by a high-quality solid-state Sony ES amp–all acquired second hand with some savvy Craigslist shopping and a couple of summer’s worth of lawn-mowing money. It was loud enough to rattle pictures off the wall if driven hard enough and because his parents were seldomly home, he let it run wide open more often than not.

Jonah’s family was squarely middle-class while most of his peers came from much more wealthy homes. Due to the nature of the recent redistricting, Shermer High School catered primarily to the significantly more affluent neighborhoods in the area. Just a small sliver of Jonah’s street was within the Shermer district.