I Unintentionally Fucked and Blew a Complete Stranger at Our House Party [FM]

I’ve always loved dressing up for Hallowe’en. As an adult it usually includes some hot and sexy fun but I certainly didn’t plan on this happening. Scroll down to the **** if you just want the sexy bits.
Good girls don’t look like this, I thought as I gazed into my bedroom mirror. My eyes were dark, smoky and looked twice their size thanks to my eyeliner and eye shadow, topped off with long, luxurious false eyelashes. My lips were coated with a dark red lipstick, almost approaching black. It was a stark contrast to the pale foundation I’d applied to my face and neck.

It was the effect I was after – spooky and sexy – to bring my Halloween costume to life. I stood and admired the way the black lace shelf bra presented my breasts, leaving my nipples exposed. My long legs were encased in black fishnet pull-up tights, leading down to black ankle boots with stiletto heels.
In preparation for the occasion I’d shaved my blonde pubic hair off completely, and I felt luxuriously smooth and silky. As a whimsical afterthought I’d applied a temporary black cat tattoo just above my newly shaved mound.

Dawn Aced the Oral Exam [MF]

I had seen Dawn around campus. We were in a class together, but never talked. That is, until she saw the book I was carrying.

“You’re taking that test too? There’s so much stuff. You interested in studying together?”

I tried not to notice that her burgundy shorts were riding up her muscular pale thighs. Or that her nipples were clearly visible through her t-shirt. Or that the breasts her nipples were attached to were either 36B or Cs.

“Definitely. Here’s my number. Give me a call when you have time and we’ll make it happen.”

It didn’t take long. She called that evening.

“Is tonight good?”

It was. In fact I was studying either way. I suggested we meet in the library. Dawn had a different idea. She said she was coming to my room.

When she arrived, she was wearing a black dress with white polka dots. She looked beautiful. The only hint of those beautiful legs was via a slit up the side.

Turns out, Dawn was very bold. She walked in and sat on the bed.

Crossdressing Flight Attendant [m21m55] [m21f22] [crossdressing] [oral] [foot massage] [pantyhose] [uniform]

I’m not a girl.
My name is Eric Redman and I’m 100% a guy through and through, which is why you might be surprised to learn that no one knows that. 
Have you ever seen those super androgynous people where you just can’t peg down what their true gender is? That’s me, and it’s been me my whole life. I’ve been mistaken for a girl so many times I can’t even keep count. Teachers, classmates, coworkers… one time a doctor even called me ‘she’ when I was getting some antibiotics even though my paperwork clearly said ‘male’. 
My parents were horrified at my gender ambiguousness, so much so that they tried everything to ‘right’ it, including buzzed hair, baggy clothing and all the contact sports they could fit me in. They even had my hormone levels checked out, which all turned out to be in order. 
When puberty finally came around handing out deep voices and muscles, it seemed to just pass me by. I grew for sure, but not much. I looked just as ambiguous as before. One thing it did gift me though was an insatiable sexual appetite that just wouldn’t leave me alone. There was hardly a day that passed by without at least one jerk-off session being performed. And the real kicker? I usually did it wearing my mom’s clothes. 
You see, I had developed a real interest in cross-dressing during my teenage years, partly because I could pull it off so well, but also because it turned me on so much. I thought I was Trans for a time, but no. This was definitely not a wrong body thing as I liked being a guy. I just… liked being a guy who pretended to be a girl more. 
My parents never knew. Seriously. They legitimately never found out that I would sneak into my mom’s drawers, put on her pantyhose and heels and masturbate like a madman. 
At 19 I moved out and never looked back. Now when I say that, I really do mean I never looked back; I’m 21 now and haven’t spoken to my parents in over two years. Or my friends, or anyone else I ever knew.
I started a whole new life in which everything about me was a lie. And you know what? I fucking love it. 

Take out sounds so good [M32F23] [rope bondage / choking / rough oral/ feet fetish / panty fetish]

While she was bringing my drink over to my table, I was able to notice her natural grace. For a tall curvy woman she was nimble and dexterous. The name tag said Jessica, a lovely redhead with freckles and fair skin, almost a translucent porcelain appearance to it. Her large bosom almost spilled out as she leaned over then table to set down my order. The low cut top providing a tremendous view of her cleavage, sure to aid in her tip accumulation. Her dumptruck of an ass must be great at accepting a tip as well, sitting upon thick thighs and long legs.

“Anything else you see that you like? We offer take away service as well, just so you know” she asked in a friendly and genuine manner.

“Well, I see plenty that I like, but for now this will be fine. Perhaps I can muster up an appetite to bring a little something sweet home with me tonight. Let me look over everything you have to offer while I enjoy my drink.” I replied with a devilish smirk.

Three married men in three hours [FM] [FM] [FM]

I think I have an addiction.

The other day I went on what can only be described as a rampage. After my first taste of cheating married cock the other week I had to have more. And with a number of willing participants ready and waiting, what’s a homewrecking whore in a sundress and no underwear gonna do?

First married man (R):

R is what probably could best be described as my biggest fan on the swingers website I’m on. Bless him – after every new pic I uploaded, I would get a tribute and endless admiration from him. It almost became a game, how much can I make his jaws drop. Even though he’s not really my type, I decided to make his day(/year) by arranging to meet him. I arrived at his and was snuck upstairs.

“Wowowow you’re even better in real life!” He stuttered, as I pulled up my dress to expose my bare bottom, which he grabbed, moving his trembling hands between my thighs to feel my wetness, eliciting a moan. I pushed him down on his marital bed and began blowing him, a little too well apparently, as he quickly had to stop me. I hadn’t even stripped off yet. I pulled my dress over my head and flung it across the room and straddled his lap, tits in his face. He looked like he had died and gone to heaven.

The Research Corporation: Specimen #2

Feel free to *ahem* “report” any findings of miscellaneous creatures intent on reproducing with humans, preferably including a description and a means of reproduction and the corporation may see to it that we apprehend and capture said creatures, now that being said, let’s get into the document!

#Specimen 2: “Worm Weed”
Status: Contained, potential stragglers, monitor W.W.W. for warning signs
###Description:
Specimen 2, is a floral entity that consists of a network of a larger entity that emerges from the ground in multiple adjacent locales, akin to a fungus, the network is a direct analog for mycelium, the protrusions from the ground are stalk like appendages that end in a perfectly rounded end, underneath the soil of the stalks like a sack for youngling as well as a gland for semen production engaged in reproduction, few of the tips may morph into a selection of 2 different shapes, either a tip more phallic in nature though what design of phallus may differ per individuals desire or capacity, or a tip more akin to an insect’s ovipositor, what determines this shall be discussed in the reproduction segment of the document.

###Life Cycle: 1-2 Decades
The Specimen matures in 2 ways:

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I [M] Fucked My Neighbor [F] Last Night And Again This Morning, Part 3 … The End, Not Quite

Parts 1 and 2 here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wciv9c/i_fucked_my_neighbor_last_night_and_again_this/

The End, Not Quite;

Yuka let me know one night that her husband’s assignment to the US was ending in a month. He’d spent his time getting to know the company better and was beginning to advance his position and that meant more money and a move back home for them was in the works.

She’d carried on with me (un)faithfully a couple days at a time, one or two times a month, or every time her husband was out of town. By my count we had sex more than 60 times. From what she told me, I was one of the few people she met while on the assignment. He did not treat her any better and even revealed to me one night I got him drunk that he had a couple interludes while he was on the road, something she suspected and I confirmed.

Nonetheless, he was still trying to impregnate her but she was not interested in that until she was happily back in Japan, around her family and support system. Meanwhile, she continued her amorous ways with me, mostly in my apartment except for those few occasions when we ventured out.

Good Mornings [F(32)/M(30), oral sex (M receiving), swallowing, light somnophilia]

He hit the snooze button on his alarm and closed his eyes. He didn’t see me step into the room, but once my weight sank onto the bed, a dreamy smile appeared on his stubbled face.

Gentle kisses were planted on his lips and neck.

I drifted down to his chest.

Then to his stomach.

When I kissed his hips as my fingers caressed his muscular thighs, he chuckled. He knew what I was after.

I smiled against the growing erection, allowing my hot breath to spill through the cotton fabric of his underwear before guiding the garment out of my way.

Languid groans and gasps fell from his lips as I bobbed my head on his length. I took my time to taste every inch of him, purring appreciatively when he tapped the back of my throat.

“**Fuck**,” he breathed between quiet moans.

My tongue swirled around the glistening head. His breathing quickened and his cock swelled. He throbbed in my mouth, jetting ropes of cum across my tongue just as his alarm chimed.

“**Perfect timing**,” he hummed.

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[MMF] first time Bi, Part 1

We have always been very experimental and open in the bedroom. No judgment zone. When we met I was very vanilla but had a few fantasies. As our relationship progressed and we grew closer, We would Try or talk about anything once…or twice if it was fun. She had been able to check a couple things personally off her list and so had I.

She had some Hotwife and some bi curiosities that she fulfilled and I had become very curious and turned on by the thought of experimenting with another guy. Anyways, after weeks of so very hot chatter and talk, with some fingers and toys mixed in, we found us a guy we connected with that seemed cool and down to earth. We booked a hotel with bar, showed a bit early to hang out and he arrived later, meeting her in the bar area. I texted to come down and she had me wait in room instead as they were already on their way up. Once up, we exchanged pleasantries as she undid his pants and laid him on the bed. Once his pants were down, I saw it. A bit longer than average but THICK. She was in heaven with the girth and immediately went to giving her best oral performance on it. So hot watching her devour this man’s thick cock.

S.O.L. Games Level 2: “Web Design” 2/2 (teachers and 18yo senior women abducted for sex games on remote island replica of their school. kinda ‘choose your own adventure’) [mf][nc][rape][Mdom][sadism]

**Don’t start at this chapter! See the comments below for the reading order!**

DISCLAIMERS

I’m just trying to help with these disclaimers! I don’t want to spring things on anyone. My writing includes very dark themes and is SUPPOSED to be gross and wrong, which is what makes it so thrilling to write! You SHOULD feel icky reading it, which is why I consider it HORROR! I try to creep myself out as I write, getting into the mindset of a perverted VILLAIN. I do not condone any of the things I write about!

All characters are 18+.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

FETISHES/WARNINGS

-Rape/Abuse/Violence/Male-dom/Non-con

-Gross descriptions / bodily fluids / bad smells

-Sweat / sniffing / licking

-Electricity torture

-Pissing

-Choking unconscious

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Web Design part 2/2
…The countdown begins again, another twenty seconds, and the next button is on the complete opposite wall. I laugh to myself and shake my head. There’s no damn way she gets there in time. I casually begin walking over, slapping my hands to make her feel like I’m trying to help. But the bitch is too out of shape. She wastes a couple seconds just gathering herself and starting out again, but to go twice as far as last time? I watch her move, ready for the impending punishment.