[F41] Gaslighting my insecure neighbor [M20] [age gap] [seduction] [humiliation]

More than once I caught my neighbors son staring at me sunbathe from his bedroom window. At first I was a little self conscious, there’s over a 20 year age difference, but eventually it became exciting to think that a young man is still attracted my my mom bod.

He was watching me from his bedroom window again. I waved and signaled for him to come down and I guess he panicked because he suddenly ducked behind his curtain and I didn’t see him for the rest of the week. But I knew he couldn’t help himself and eventually I saw him peaking again from behind his curtain. I felt his stare as I undid my bikini top and flipped over to tan my bare back, and he was still watching when I spun back around and relaxed with my chest warmed by the morning sun. I pulled up a drawing program on my tablet and wrote “Come Down” and held it up to my chest so he could read it, and moments later I heard a nervous voice crack from behind the hedge “Mrs… Beth??”

My [M] first gay experience was with my girlfriend [F] watching.

So my girlfriend (25) and I (24) are both bi. She’s a major bottom for men but told me she loves topping women. She asked me what I’m like with guys. I told her I’d like to top a guy just like I do with her but she wanted to see me get owned by another man.

We flirted with the idea of getting someone else involved but kept shooting it down for fears of getting jealous. I didn’t want to see her with another man and she wanted me as far away from women as possible.

We were out doing a pub crawl pretty much when we wound up at a gay bar. She hung back and I almost immediately got hit on. She didn’t stop it and neither did I. The first few got scared away by my gf being right there but then we met “Matt”. Another bi man, my age and a little shorter but in better shape. He was all for what we wanted. She liked the look of Matt, came over to introduce herself and we went to a hotel.

21 [F] I keep track of how many people I’ve made cum

Ever since the very first time I made someone cum for me, I’ve been addicted. Doesn’t matter if it’s through sex, handjobs, oral, online, pictures, phone calls. I just love making people cum for me. It makes me feel sexy and powerful, which I guess is why I also love getting dominant sometimes. I started making the list as a casual thing, more to keep track of who I did what with when. Now I’m just counting all the people I’ve made cum, and once I’m done counting how many people I’ve watched (to be sure) either irl or on here and have a rough estimate, I’m going to start setting goals for myself. I haven’t decided yet if I’m going to share these numbers or keep it more of a personal challenge. Making the world a more orgasmic place, one stroke at a time :D

I (19) [F] have to spend a week in a chastity belt

I made a post this morning, and one redditor (fuck you (not really)) commented suggesting a chastity belt for me. Well my boyfriend read the comment, ordered it online, and of course shipping was like “you want to stop your girlfriend from feeling pleasure? We got you, same day delivery bitch.”

He just gave me an oral orgasm, which was a sort of mercy, and than he locked me up in the belt. It feels weird, it has holes for me to go to the bathroom (except I think the pee is just supposed to leak out the sides cause my whole pussy is blocked off) so like that’s helpful but it means this can be long term.

He told me I can’t have this off until next week. I have to wear this to school. And work. I obviously can’t wear anything tight so no leggings or tight jeans, only baggy stuff or skirts.

I’m spending the night at his house. 1 he’s going to make me sleep naked (except for the chastity belt) and 2 he’s going to fuck my face cause he knows it’ll turn me on.

[Group] A BBC Feast

A follow up from previous story.

For reference :

Olivia – 26, Brunette, Green eyes, Pale skin, Slim build, 5’6, Amazing bottom, 32C, very fashionable

Myself – 26, Brown/Blonde, Pale-ish skin, Athletic Build, 5’7, Nice bum I have been told, 6 inch hard, 3.5 inch flaccid

Jay – 28, Short afro fade, Black, Very Athletic Build, 6’4, at least 11.5 inches Erect

*Long read

It had been some time since me & Olivia saw Jay, that was end of Summer 2021, the last time being was at the club and us sharing a wild moment. Since then we had all been exchanging texts, sexting and nudes of one another every so often in the group chat. Me & Olivia were always in touch regardless.

By now I was hooked to BBC, regularly watching interracial imagining being the female being fucked hard, watching BBC hypno’s and buying Black dildo’s, along with feminine outfits. I was truly in touch with my submissive side since that night with Jay’s BBC.

One of [M]y wi[F]e’s [F]riends has been satisfying my wife while I’m laid up with a broken arm

Hey, again, GoneWildStories! You might remember me from [this story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/sk1yx3/teaming_up_with_my_awesome_girlfriend_to_teach/) earlier this year. Well, here I am with an update; shorter then my original story and honestly more a quick description of our current situation then anything… but it’s hot nonetheless, I hope.

For those who don’t feel like clicking the link, I’m a fairly average-looking 26 year old white dude who’s tall but stocky with brown hair and a standard five inch dick. My wife (girlfriend in my previous story — we got hitched this summer!) is a 10/10 too-good-for-me 26 year old mixed race (Japanese-Irish) knockout with wavy black hair, cute freckles, and awesome 32F tits. We’re both very sexual people and have a very happy and loving relationship. I’m feeling pretty blessed lately. You can call her Billie.

But I also have some bad luck, because a while ago I broke my arm, landing on my left elbow in a fall, and had to have surgery to fix it. I’m healing up very fast and doing well, but while I’m healing, we have had to scale back our sex life. We had to mostly limit ourselves to oral and titjobs for the first little bit of healing til my cast came off, and even now we have to go a lot slower and gentler then we like for the time being (we typically get *very* rough in bed). This wasn’t totally satisfying for Billie, and I was worried she wouldn’t get her sexual needs fulfilled.

[20sMF] Blind Date [Oral] [Rimjob]

It’s Friday night. She’s got her first date in her flat. The lights are dim, but neither of them can see anything through the blindfolds anyways. Their naked bodies look for each other, almost trying to melt into one, raising each other’s temperature, sliding off each other’s light sweat.

When she met him, it seemed like it was going to be a standard first date. A not too casual dinner followed by a few drinks at a bar. A couple of bands played some funk/rock and reggae. Small venue, didn’t take long to get crowded. You both jumped and danced around which loosened you both and made you more comfortable with physical contact.

The next bar was quieter, the cocktails were solid, the conversation was flowing. Neither lf them were really paying that much attention to the actual words though. She couldn’t take her eyes away from that gap between his teeth and lips he got when he smiled. He couldn’t stop noticing her little quirks when she talked, she would open and close her right hand, open to start a sentence, close to end it. Her nails had clearly been done recently, but the light in the bar made them look just black with some hints of blue.

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The barman gives me a nod of recognition and a knowing smile as I take my drink and spin around to observe my surroundings. I prop my shoulders back against the bar and take a good look around.

The same old people. The same old girls. I sigh deeply. Maybe I should have given tonight a miss. I take a sip of my drink, closing my eyes as I enjoy the feeling of Bourbon slipping down the throat, the cool ice followed by the slow burn sating my need for a little kick. As I lift the glass away from my lips and open my eyes I see you striding across the dance floor towards me.

I stand upright as I see you walking towards the bar with purpose. I have never seen you before and I like what I see.

You stop next to me at the bar to order a drink and smile at me awkwardly, your confidence waning. I smile back, trying to give my best “I don’t bite” face. You nervously fiddle with the spaghetti straps on your thin top and I find my eyes wandering lower, the silky material leaving little to the imagination. I can clearly make out the shape of your breasts, the soft silky material unable to hide your nipples that are so obviously making an appearance for me.

Kidnapped and shock-trained into oral slavery [M30/F28] [bdsm] [cbt] [ds] [electro] [Fdom] [nc] [rape]

One of my deepest fantasies is to be sexually enslaved by a close female friend. Even though I know it would be horrible to experience in real life, I can’t help but get turned on by the idea of getting overpowered and objectified for her pleasure.

Let’s say this woman is you. Perhaps one day, you’re giving me a ride home, and as we’re chatting about life, you drive me to a secluded area in the woods. I’m vaguely confused about why we’ve stopped here, but I don’t suspect anything yet.

Quietly, you reach into your bag and pull out a stun gun. Before I can react, you jab it into my stomach and electrocute me. It takes a second for the pain to register, but as I scream and writhe, you continue to hold the electrified contacts against me. Before long, I pass out.

When I wake up, it’s dusk outside. I’m kneeling on the floor facing the back seat, stripped naked and frog-tied. My hands are cuffed behind me, and my legs are spread slightly apart, with my ankles tied to my thighs. Panicked, I struggle against my restraints, but suddenly I feel a powerful shock flow through my genitals and up into my insides. I yelp in surprise as my body writhes uncontrollably. As abruptly as it started, the electricity stops, and I quietly crumple forward.

What To Expect While I’m Expecting

To my loving husband,

I’m writing you this letter because I have something very important to talk to you about and I needed to organize my thoughts. Before I get to that, though, I wanted to start by thanking you. I think back to when we first started cuckolding and all the excitement and nervousness that we felt: excitement mostly for me and nervousness pretty much all for you. Do you remember being uncomfortable with me simply kissing another man outside the bedroom? You have grown so much it’s absolutely amazing and I want you to know how proud I am of you. Every step of the way you’ve allowed me to gently push your boundaries, trusted me with the most important and intimate parts of our relationship and prioritized my needs and desires above all else. I’ve never felt more loved and in love with you, baby.