My girlfriend edged me because she was angry I wasn’t angry [FF]

So a fun fact about me so that I don’t experience anger very often. I’m very Type B (*a rarity for a lawyer… Which is probably why I hate most lawyers*), so anger is just not an emotion on my radar unless shit gets really bad. Sometimes I get upset out of a sense of justice or bummed out, but I usually internally process instead of lash out. Sometimes I even yell out of social obligation, but that’s more strategic than impulsive.

All of this is to say, I can be a difficult person to date. It sounds great on paper but in the words of my ex boyfriend, “How the fuck am I supposed to know if something is bothering you?”

So, my ex girlfriend was mad me for at least 80% of our relationship, and it drove her up the damn wall that I did not reciprocate this emotion.

We once got into a fight because I had the audacity to say hi to someone on my campus because, according to her, he “clearly had a thing” for me.

*M could be a tad dramatic.*

It’s not even 10am [MFF, Oral, 18+)

(Long story but sexy stuff starts at the ***)
Last night I had one of my wet dreams and woke up incredibly horny. My dreams are incredibly vivid and I dream very deeply, I can feel what happens when I dream. Last night I was worried about my upcoming skin check ( Arizona and skin C is genetic), so when I went to bed I was thinking about the last time I got my skin checked, and the doctor was inspecting every inch of my body….(queue the movie dream sound)…

I’m on the bench, looking at my phone, nervously waiting for the doctor to come in. I hear the knock on the door and the assistant comes in, she’s young with dark hair, she looks at me and kind of smiles and tells me to get naked and change into the paper towel cover.
I take my shirt off and fold it, asking myself why I fold my clothes at the dr office, then I take off my bra and feel my huge 32DD boobs drop. The cold office air hits my nipples and they grow. I remember thinking how good it felt, especially after being outside in 115 degree heat. Then comes my shorts, fold and put away. I don’t wear panties.

Work Meeting: Cumming on Screen [F32/M29] [Oral] [Penetration] [Female POV]

I bit my lower lip to try and keep the pleasure from showing on my face.

It wasn’t appropriate – not now.

The version of me reflected in the little video square on my laptop looked like me during any normal team meeting.

But there was nothing normal about this situation right now.

If they only knew…

But they didn’t; the five colleagues on the screen were none the wiser, debating the merits of purchasing some or other new software.

‘Please don’t ask me my opinion,’ I pleaded wordlessly as my fingers clenched the edge of the desk, my knuckles turning white from the intense grip.

‘Just act normal,’ I begged myself. ‘Don’t flinch.’

But it was an impossible task.

You were determined to get me into trouble today.

I wanted to scold you, tell you to go away so I could work, but I was trapped, frozen with a fake smile plastered on the face in the little window on the computer screen.

You were teasing me.

It was unbearable.

I could feel your breath on my skin; so close but not yet touching it.

[MF] A Tale of Two Blow Jobs

By the time I was a junior in college, I had sucked more cocks and eaten more pussy’s than I could count. Being on my knees providing incredible pleasure to someone was my favorite place to be. I had regular playmates of both sexes but still hooking up randomly thrilled me.

I lived in Nashville at the time for undergrad and worked at Hooters. After waiting tables, the girls and I would typically change and go bar hopping until the sun came up. We were typical college sluts, picking up strangers who bought us drinks. I never fucked anyone but man did I suck a lot of dicks.

[F] Delivery Driver Pt 2

Pt 2 of my delivery driver experience!

When I tell you her gushing was some sort of awakening for her, I mean it. She looked me dead in the eye and said ‘your turn. I can touch you now right?’ Clearly I wasn’t going to say no, this was a huge turn on for me. I’d been slipping around in my fishnets for the past 20 minutes. She asked me to take her to my sofa, so I did. She pushed me back and said ‘can I just do as I please?’ I could of squirted there and then because my GOD was that hot!! ‘Please do’ I replied. Jesus Christ did she do as she pleased.
She went straight in with her tongue. She spent a few moments swirling my clit with her tongue and my whole body was on edge. Twitching at her every lick. She slipped straight inside me with the very same tongue, fucking me with her mouth – I was mind-blown. It’s so hard to make me cum from oral but I felt like I was going to go already. I asked her to slow down and she laughed. She took her mouth away and I had to fight every urge to push her head back into me. But when I tell you she gave me the best orgasm ever, I mean it.

I fucked my best friend’s Mum [MF] – Part 3

There’s a [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/x52fiq/i_fucked_my_best_friends_mum_mf/) and a [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/x5v97p/i_fucked_my_best_friends_mum_mf_part_2/)

It’s troublesome to define what Susan [F45] and I [M20] were at this point. Things would happen in the heat of the moment, but she always forbade me from calling her, or texting her, saying “it would be nonsensical”. All those years ago, cell phones were still way behind what you have now, and I’d use mine for texting mostly.

The last day before going back got me in a bit of a mood, I gotta say. I remember Tommy [M20] wanting to spend the day with me, which was great, but something felt strange. I wanted to be with Susan, not him.

And then I just felt bad when after dinner, he just starts talking about his parents, and how he misses his dad. Susan and Dan, her ex-husband, have broken up prior to my return, and Tommy and I didn’t talk much about it besides the random comment. But that night, he started to talk about his dad, and how he felt like they could still work things out.

There was a sting of guilt in my heart.

A Simple Arrangement [40s M/ 20s F][Oral][Risky Sex][Creampies]

Tom was nervous, and had been for the last six hours. That morning he had been in his own bed, and now he was taking a taxi from the airport into an unfamiliar city. He was always nervous when he took these trips; he knew people might judge him for it if they knew what he was up to.

This wasn’t the kind of trip a man pushing 40 should be doing, and the woman he was about to meet was hardly the sort of company he should be looking for. But primal urges do silly things to people, and as he saw his dark brown hair start to turn gray and his tall lean body begin to soften, he decided to make a change.

He started taking chances.

He started thinking about living in the moment.

Which brought Tom to that hotel bar, sipping at a glass of bourbon while he kept his eyes peeled for the woman. They’d only spoken for a few hours online, but each of them had made clear what they expected.

The OnlyFans Girl, Part 12 (MFF, Slow Burn, Lots of Tease, Ongoing Story)

*Part 1 can be found [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wm1o25/the_onlyfans_girl_part_1_bg_slow_burn_lots_of/)*

*When a law office intern discovers that a fellow intern is one of his favourite new OnlyFans performers, a ball begins rolling that will bring a boring summer of paperwork and coffee-fetching into an avalanche of sexual adventure. This story was originally written in small chapters, of which 56-60 are presented here.*

**Chapter 56**

Sabrina glanced down at your cock, and then licked her upper lip as she made her decision. “Cowgirl,” she said. “I want you to finish off this time by absolutely pounding the ever-loving fuck out of me, so cowgirl to start.”

You stood from where you’d been sitting on the floor of the apartment with Gemma, and helped the blonde up as well. One last kiss with her, firm but short, and she grinned and nodded.

“Alright, cowgirl,” you said, and sat down on the couch right where Sabrina had been upside down and getting face fucked not five minutes earlier. “Come here.”

Christmas With a Demon [F20] [Succubus] [Summoning] [Lesbian] [Partly Exhibitionism] [Fictional]

The flurries of snow danced wildly around the frozen window of Rayne’s apartment as she lazily twirled the blinds cord in her fingers. Winter break had started nearly a week ago, and while Rayne enjoyed the break from her studies, it could really only last for so long before she began to get bored. All her friends were away with their families, and the constant snow outside was enough to keep her confined to her home anyways. She would have liked to see her parents, it wasn’t like she hated them or anything, but she highly doubted she could afford transportation halfway across the country, especially this close to the holidays. For now, the best she could do was have every-other-day video calls with them, something they still greatly appreciated from what she could tell. Rayne idly traced patterns onto the frozen window, the cold from outside condensing on the window again mere seconds after she began, covering any of the designs she had just created. She laughed slightly, sitting up and wheeling her chair back to her desk at one end of the room. and strolled over to her bed, collapsing onto the soft mattress. Rayne sighed as she stared up at the dark gray ceiling above her, trying to think of anything she could possibly do.

Academy Tales Part 1: First Day of School [M32/F29] [light BDSM] [Penetration] [Oral]

“…and here we are at your classroom — 203.” Ms. Wellen strode into the room, heels clacking against the hardwood, and gestured to the back of the room.

“There’s a small office through that door there, where you can do any administrative work. It’s only big enough for a desk and two chairs, but the walls are thick, so you’ll have peace and privacy.”

He looked around, still adjusting to the idea of his new role. Mason’s Academy for Wayward Girls wasn’t exactly the career he had planned, and he was fairly certain that his previous job as an adjunct professor of anthropology hadn’t prepared him for the upcoming term. A class of impeccably trained 25-30 year old women was a far cry from an unruly gaggle of college freshmen.

“Now, I generally only assist Headmaster Mason, but your teaching assistant should be here shortly to get you up to speed. Selena is one of our top students, and she can help you with anything you need. Anything else before I head back to my office, Mr. Dennison?”