Wife goes on girls trip part 5

I pleaded “girls… please! I’m sorry! I was desperate!”

Jess said, “no excuse! Ash, go get my special bag”

Ash disappeared while tori and Jess just glared in silence.

Ash returned and handed the bag to Jess.

“We’re going to punish you. I’m not sure how yet. I don’t think there is anything that can make us even and allow us to forgive you but we’re going to start with this” Jess said.

She took out a piece of rope and handed it to ash and took another one out kept that one herself. They walked over to me and before I knew what was happening they had my hands tied together behind my back and my ankles tied to the legs of the couch. Tori came out of nowhere and pulled me off the couch. With my arms behind my back and legs tied to the couch I fell face first against the floor. It hurt badly. My ass was in the air next to the couch.

My ass lit up with fire as it was smacked hard. I could see tori had a paddle in her hand. I deserved what ever she gave me. I betrayed her twice.

My wife and girlfriend found out about each other… now I’m in big trouble! Part 3 [FFM] [bd] [Fdom] [TPE] [fictional]

Content note: >!This story involves a person being punished nonconsensually by their partner(s) for misbehaving. Although the sex acts described involve at least nominal consent, there’s a lot of unwanted touching/constraint and the sex occurs in a coercive environment.!<

I woke up cold, with a full bladder. I looked around me and found myself still in the dog crate. So it hadn’t been a dream after all. I pulled the blanket tight around me. “Hey!” I yelled out, “Let me out of here!”

I waited a minute, but there was no response. My mind drifted back to my conversation with Alex the previous night. She’d told me she wanted to fuck my wife Clara. Maybe that’s what they were doing now, fucking.

Under ordinary circumstances, the implausible thought of my wife hooking up with another woman would have aroused me. But right now my abdomen stung with the sharp pain of holding in urine. I considered my options for a moment. The guest room shared a wall with the main bedroom. I banged on it through the bars of the crate.

I 37 [F] slept with my boyfriend’s 38 [M] dad 58 [M]

I should say that all this started when I turned 18. I was very sexually conscious, horny ALL the time, and experiencing sex for the first time legally and uninhibited. After a few okay encounters (still a few good ones of note) with men my own age, I found myself gravitating towards older guys. It started with men in their 20s, then 30s, etc. Dads were constantly checking me out, and I couldn’t lie, I liked it.

One such experience was a mind-blowing experience for me, and also remains a favorite. He was this incredibly “hot dad”. Big arms, hands, incredibly strong and completely wicked. His hair was still lush and full, and he had these small white streaks at his temples, it was such a turn on. His wife had passed away many years prior, and while he had been without sex for awhile, I was just getting started. A perfect storm.

I (18F) let his friend watch me suck and fuck him [FM]

This was my first ‘groupie’ experience years ago. I had just been dumped by my first boyfriend, and in my heartbroken state I went to a concert with the ulterior motive of seducing the venue owner, an acquaintance I’d always found attractive. He shut me down, saying I was too young for him, but offered to take me bar-hopping with the band after the show.

We piled into the back of a box van, unfurnished except for a rug. I quickly got familiar with one band member in particular, a sexy 20-something ginger with a great smile named Kenny. After talking a little, having to shout over the loud music playing and other conversations, he leaned in close to me and asked if I had a boyfriend. His breath on my neck made me tingle all over. I told him I needed one for the night. He said he was the man for the job and held me close for the ride. He smelled good and the physical contact comforted me.

After dinner fun! (M,F) oral, public

You decided we were going to check out a new Mexican restaurant in the next town. I wasn’t crazy about the idea, I just wanted to relax.

But then you got changed into my favourite shirt, the one I always love. You smiled and told me to get ready and to look sexy! How could I resist?

I wore your favourite short black dress, it just about covered my arse. If you wanted to play, then so did I.

The restaurant was about 40 minutes away. I sat, silently in the car, admiring you, wanting you already.

You had booked us a booth towards the back, private and quiet. The waiter brought us free mojitos, not a good idea, they make me squiffy and very horny!

One drink down and I couldn’t take my eyes off you… you were so sexy, I felt myself getting flushed.

I can’t remember what we ate, I just wanted you. I slipped my sandals off and started to run my foot up your leg under the table. I knew you were getting turned on, I could see it in your eyes.

[F] I (F45) had a secret affair for 8 months. It revitalized my sex life with my husband [PART VII: Denouement]

This is the ongoing saga that I started HERE (https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u33z2w/f_i_f45_had_a_secret_affair_for_8_months_it/).

So, we’re on my weekend getaway with Keith, the first time we’ve been able to spend a good amount of uninterrupted time together. The best part about having two days and nights to ourselves was having time to take things slow. As much as we had enjoyed and experimented over the months, we were always conscious of the clock. I always had to get home, the most we ever had was two, three hours. That’s more than enough if all you want to do is both get off once or twice and then each go your own way for the night, but it’s definitely not enough for the underrated art of slow sex. One of the things adults lose out on is the patience and leisure to lie around for hours just kissing, cuddling, touching, studying and exploring each other’s bodies. There isn’t much else I miss about sex in high school, but that’s a big one. With experience, you learn to jump straight to what you know feels good. It’s great in some ways, but I have also thought it’d be nice to relive some of that slow exploratory sex too. Anyway, in the days leading up to this getaway I had already told Keith about wanting to spend some lazy hours in this way. As always he was happy to help.

My [29F] First Confession: my bf’s [29M] high school crush [32?F] came into town [FFM]

So this is my first post here after a couple years of lurking. I love reading about all (OK, some) of your sexcapades, and overall I really love how supportive and positive this community *can* be. Over the past couple years my bf and I have been trying to consume more ethical porn/erotica (both of us are typical millennial porn addicts), and written/amateur stuff often feels the most authentic and least exploitative. I decided it might be time for me to contribute to a community that has made me cum at least, like, eleven times. 🥰

About me: I really, really love threesomes (usually ffm but have done both), casual sex with my friends (men and women!), watching porn, mutual masturbation, and both giving/receiving oral (with anyone!). I love sneaking around (not cheating!), meeting couples with open relationships, and watching my bf with other women. I love stripping (watching and doing!), lap dances, sexy parties, and seeing my friends feeling confident in their sexiest outfits. Light BDSM can be really fun too! Most of all I love having sexy discussions with sexy friends, and I am pretty much always in at least one ongoing sext convo (usually just words, I’m kinda paranoid about sending/posting pics).

[FM] Sleeping with the boss in my interview

Today marks the start of my 10th year at the same company and I wanted to share how I got the job.

I didn’t do well in college because I was spending my all time fucking guys at party. All my work experience was in waitressing at dumpy bars and “dancing”, along with a few summer internships. A former sugar daddy had a lead on a job with one of his friends and told me that I should apply. He gave me a full walkthrough of what his friend likes. The idea was that the friend knew he was recommending an office slut but didn’t know that he was going to tell me all his likes and preferences.

On the day of the interview, I went dressed like I’m going to star in a naughty office porn video. Heels, stockings, garter belt, pencil skirt, white silk shirt that’s see-thru enough to show the red lace bra I was wearing and a blazer. It was a demi-cup that has strappy detailing going from the bra strap to the gore, accentuating while highlighting my cleavage. I went with 2 buttons open but just before I went in, I undid 2 more and applied some menthol on the back of my knuckles.

I’m flight attendant [F] and I know everything about sex on a airplane PART 3

The funniest questions I hear from passengers when they press the flight attendant call button

I’m not going to go through the standard requests like give me water or when we get there and how safe the plane is. Here we go:

– I want to ask you out on a date after the flight.

– How much do I have to pay you for lavatory sex?

– Can I have sex with my partner in the lavatory?

– Please sell me your underwear, your stockings, your shoes.

– Can I touch your leg?

– I’d really like to smell your shoes.

– I’m very horny. What should I do?

– Here’s my phone number, please call me. I want to get to know you better.

– Can I take a picture under your skirt?

– I’ve always wanted to make out with a flight attendant, please help me.

– Do you have sex with pilots?

– I need to masturbate urgently, please help me.

– I’m afraid to fly and sex is the only thing that can calm me down.

In a Flash (female pov, nc, age difference, kidnapping, bondage, creampie)

Trigger Warning!

While still being fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, or make them feel uncomfortable, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read.

Thanks and enjoy! 😊

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It was a warm summer’s morning and I was making the most of a beautiful day before it got too hot out. Saturday market was in full swing when I finally arrived. I began weaving my way between crowded stalls looking for some fresh produce, and perhaps something colorful for my apartment window. Renting this close to the park felt worth it for days like today.

I gathered a few things I wanted for a salad for the week ahead. A couple of heads of lettuce, carrots, radish, cucumbers, and tomatoes. There was some small talk with an elderly man working his stand for a few minutes then I was off through the crowds again. Unfortunately for my budget nothing from those arrangements of flowers caught my eye. It just wasn’t the right season now I suppose. I did pick up some lavender honey however, since my mom’s birthday was fast approaching.