The Vacation – Part 6 [MMF] [oral] [exhibitionism] [hotwife]

Hello all. Here is part 6 to a story I’ve been doing here for awhile now. I look forward to any comments etc. Thanks!

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Despite me cumming deep in Jeff’s girlfriend earlier in the day, which was oddly enough also in front my best friend, the rest of the day itself seemed normal. Sure there was some staring at my crotch and a few winks from Ash, but the day carried on without further conversation from earlier in the day. Some beers were consumed, Ash made some awesome tacos for lunch and there was even time for a nap midday under the summer sun by the pool.

At night, we had tequila.

“Oh Jeff, tequila? Are you sure? You know those just make my pants come off” she said as she slinked out of her shorts and shirt, exposing a bikini that leaves little to the imagination. With a splash, she comes up, smooth back her now soaked her and took her drink. She adjusted her bikini top, which did not do much at all, her breasts spilling out the sides, barely containing her nipple.

My [Str8F] boyfriend [Str8M] and I had the best sex last night while high [oral] [drugs] [anal]

This is going to be a long post so to get to the sexy stuff, skip to the paragraph starting with XXX.

I have been with my boyfriend for a solid 3 years now. We are both in college and home for the summer, so he asked me to come to dinner with his parents at his house last night. I agreed – but it had been about 5 days since I’d seen him so I was excited to get some action afterwards.

In order to spice things up a little, I put on my sexiest bra and panty set and I also slipped in a medium sized butt plug. Having a plug stuffed up my ass turns me on so much and I wanted to surprise him with it when the time came.

We eat dinner, watch a little TV, and then his parents went to bed. We went upstairs to his room and smoked a fat joint, which is something we occasionally like to do before we have sex. It’s amazing how weed heightens your senses so much and can make you feel so sensual. I know it personally really helps me get wet.

The Breeding Machine: Chapter 5

**[Incest] [Pregnancy risk] [Coercion] [Kidnapping] [Exhibitionism] [Girl / Girl] [Girl / Boy] [DD/LG] [Oral fixation] [Light BDSM] [Interracial]**

# CHAPTER FIVE: WEEK TWO

We return now to James and Ariana, alone together in their dorm, six days after their first visit to The Breeding Machine. Having recovered from the severe discomfort of the first two days, the pair had much to discuss, and much time in which to discuss it. I should warn you, they appear to have grown more comfortable with each other following their experience. I cannot guarantee they’ll be able to resist each other much longer. But at least the water’s back on.

Ari drops her jeans to her ankles, and turns to her brother whilst lifting up her shirt.

“You joining me?” she smiled, disappearing under her top.

Once of the many things discussed over the last six days was just how comfortable they now felt. Including, but not limited to, how they felt comfortable showering together. Perhaps that they even *liked* the idea. Which is gross, of course. Completely inappropriate! But perhaps not as gross or inappropriate as spreading your legs to your brother, presenting your naked pussy, and having him rub you to orgasm with his shaft, separated only by a thin pair of trunks. By comparison, having a shower together felt quite sober.

The Breeding Machine: Chapter 4

**[Incest] [Pregnancy risk] [Coercion] [Kidnapping] [Exhibitionism] [Girl / Girl] [Girl / Boy] [DD/LG] [Oral fixation] [Light BDSM] [Interracial]**

# CHAPTER FOUR: THE TRIPLE

The following two days were agony. No food, no water, for two days. A cruel sentence in more ways than one. What we hadn’t considered was that, to enforce the punishment, they’d switched off the water in our en-suite bathroom. We can’t even wash our fucking hands. I think we’d taken pseudo-luxury for granted; Everything could be taken from us in an instant. There was no humanity in this place.

That wasn’t the only thing running through our minds, though. Actually there was something *far* more interesting that transpired just as we’d left that chamber.

This was that encounter:

Stepping through that second door, out of the concrete chamber and into the dimly lit hallway of cells just like our own, we were greeted by a familiar face. *Three* familiar faces, to be exact.

“El… Eloise!?” you gasp, jaw dropping, completely dumbstruck.

“Ariana!” she gawps back.

Tickle My… [Poetry][FF][FM][Romance][Oral]

*Tickle my…*

*Palms .* When our fingers along each other and finally lace together.

*Shoulders.* When we sit and your arm goes around me.

*Ribs.* While we cuddle, and you tease the laughs from me, daring your hands closer to more sensitive places.

*Cheeks.* Once calm, all is quiet, and you cradle my face.

*Lips.* With your own, barely grazing.

*Tongue.* As if pulled from me, drawn to explore your lovely mouth.

*Cheeks.* My other cheeks – squeeze and hold and push and pull.

*Neck.* Bare your teeth to it and be gentle and rough and never let me know which will come

next.

*Chest.* Slowly, agonizingly so, before attending to its most sensitive buttons.

*Eyes.* When you detach for but a moment, losing your clothes, and letting me watch you.

*Thighs.* Make the wait so beautifully, magically, wondrously long.

*Pink.* At last. With lips, fingers, tongue – raise my center to heaven and lay me back down to pant

your name with shallow breath.

*Lips.* Again, so I may thank you and feel your air mingle with mine.

Caesar and Cleopatra [MF] [First time] [Older Man/Younger Woman] [Oral] [hint of impreg]

“Thank you. You may leave now.”

Gaius Julius Caesar watched as the man called Apollodorus bowed and left. Earlier that evening, he had arrived in Caesar’s room in this wing of the palace and presented a gift “from a generous friend in Egypt”. No idea who it was, he thought, but the gift in question was a large, ornate rug, possibly local craftsmen, but more likely from the Parthian Empire or beyond.

Caesar examined the intricate designs and many colors on the rolled up rug. His time in Egypt so far yielded mixed results. Chasing Pompey, who he’d beaten for total control of Rome, Caesar had arrived to find that Pompey was dead – killed on the orders of Ptolemy XIII, Pharaoh of Egypt. Apparently the boy king’s advisers thought this would win favor with Caesar. They were wrong, very wrong. In addition to being denied the personal sanctification of winning the civil war by himself, Caesar had a personal honor code. And the Egyptians interfering in Roman affairs broke that. Egypt was weaker than Rome, not the other way around. Did not one of the earlier Ptolemies even write in his will that Egypt was to go to Rome in the event of his death? Probably there to appease his Roman financiers during a civil war to oust a usurping brother.

My first threesome turned into an all-night endurance test [MFF] (Part II)

(This is a direct continuation of Part I, [found here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h9rtzk/my_first_threesome_turned_into_an_allnight/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)).

We took a moment to catch our breath following the first hour of fun. Minaa had grabbed herself a new glass of wine, and Leah had gone to the kitchen to rehydrate after realising she had less than 1% of her body fluid remaining.

Minaa and I were cuddling on the bed, she was wearing the shirt I had previously taken off because she was feeling cold. “You enjoy that?” I asked, she nodded. I continued, “It wasn’t weird for you or anything?” She replied with a gentle, “No.” Then sat up to look at me, “Okay, it was weird at first I won’t lie, at least when you started kissing her, I did want to kill her and then you a little, but y’know, only a little bit.” Like I said, funniest person I ever met.

“But then when we got into it it was okay… besides, it was my idea,” she said with a laugh. “Well, you looked like you were enjoying yourself,” I said. “Have you ever eaten pussy before?” She cringed at that word, I had forgotten how much she hated it. She shook her head, and rested it on my shoulder to resume playing with my chest hair. At this point my erection had passed, but I was still incredibly horny, I rubbed my hand on Minaa’s ass and she hitched closer so I could feel it better.

Lowering His Standards [MF]

It had been a rough three months for David Peterman. At nearly forty years old he was venturing into a new realm of life. His wife Erika had left him unexpectedly, claiming she had changed and needed to find herself. She filed for divorce the next day, then took a plane to Costa Rica. His job was downsized, due to the pandemic and unstable business. 15 years of dedication at his company, gone with a simple text message. Lastly, he had gained weight as an unhealthy coping mechanism to deal with life’s many stressors. Just 90 days prior he had been married, employed, 30 pounds lighter and two chins fewer. He felt awful lately, and not himself. He would be out of breath from walking, sleeping poorly from the sugar of the sodas he had been consuming. Activities he used to love now had little meaning to him. He claimed it as a funk, his family saw it as a depressed man trying not to lose control.

Love Yourself – [FF][Lesbian][Oral]

This is a bit of a metaphorical (in a heavy-handed way) piece of erotica. Shorter than I usually write. Please let me know what you think!

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“Close your eyes, June,” Dr. Reshma said.

June sighed against the couch. “This is all very network TV. You know that, right?”

Dr. Reshma rolled her eyes. “Eyes closed.”

“Fine.”

June let her eyes close slowly and tightened her jaw. She didn’t believe this would work, but she was still nervous.

“Listen to my voice,” Dr. Reshma said.

“As opposed to?”

“June.”

“Sorry.”

“Now,” Dr. Reshma explained in a cool, calm voice, “Hypnosis is all about immersion. I need you to visualize what I ask you to visualize and answer my questions honestly. And June, if you joke, if you deflect, we will start over and you will be here all day.”

“Okay, fine,” June said.

“Let’s begin. Why are you here, June?” Dr. Reshma asked. June wanted to snap that the doctor already knew the answer, but she had agreed to be proper.

“Because,” June’s hands started to wring together, “Because…I’m sad?”

“Why?”

[FM] My boyfriend Henry and I try some light femdom and edging on for size

As I mentioned previously, Henry and I had a fun, naked, [free use weekend](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h8k42p/fm_my_boyfriend_henrys_30m_and_my_28f_quarantine/) as a way of spicing things up after a [friend](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gvlx1f/fm_my_boyfriend_30m_and_i_28f_put_on_a_socially/) moved out of our apartment. At the end of the weekend, Henry confessed that he wanted me to try taking charge and incorporating possessiveness more in our sex life. We agreed to a new 24/7 free use rule for giving oral, and we started taking advantage of it immediately.

On the weekends, I rarely managed to watch TV on the couch without Henry kneeling in front of me, pulling my panties to the side, and burying his tongue in my pussy. And, for my part, I almost never let Henry make it to lunchtime on Saturday or Sunday without cumming, frequently having him wake up to his hard cock already in my mouth. For the first couple weeks or so, we hadn’t had the chance to truly engage in possessiveness and dominance beyond language (“tell me whose cock this is” and “I’m not letting you out of this bed until you cum in my mouth”), but we were greatly looking forward to the day that we had time for me to really give myself over to my truly dominant alter ego.