I put the car in park as her hand rests on my cheek, turning me towards her. Our lips meet, tongues explore, my fingers tangle her hair and pull her in closer. A moan of passion leaves my mouth as she pulls away, my lower lip gently squeezed between her teeth. As I get out of the car, I adjust the growing bulge in my jeans. After 10 minutes of her rubbing and squeezing my thigh and a kiss that both made my heart race and warmed my body, all I wanted to do was feel her nails in my back, teeth sink into my shoulder, legs shake below me, and her wet slit tighten around my pulsing cock.
As I follow her to the door, the sound of heels on pavement guiding the way, I plan my next move. My thought are interrupted as my eyes lock onto her perfect butt. Denim hugs her curves in all the right ways, the seam down the middle swaying back and forth like a pendulum, rhinestones on each pocket hypnotize me. Left, right, left, right; begging me to squeeze along the arch where the perfect amount of jiggle meets her thighs. My eyes travel up her leather jacket, blonde hair extending the pendulum upwards. Left, right, left, right.
As she enters the house, her purse hits the floor snapping me back to reality. The door closes behind me as her body pushes me against the door. Another kiss, more exploring of each other. My hands rest on her hips like they were meant for each other, fingers pulling at belt loops as our crotches grind into each other separated only by denim and underwear. Her fingers run through my hair, “Bedroom. 3 minutes” her breath whispers in my ear. She pulls away, heels striking tile, blonde hair pointing down to the seam on her jeans, guiding me to the gap between her thighs as she walks away.
Shoes off, 1 minute. Shirt off, 1 minute 30 seconds. Bathroom, 2 minutes 30 seconds. Quick rinse of mouthwash, 2 minutes 45 seconds. Bedroom door opens, 3 minutes. Opening my mouth in shock and excitement, 3 minutes 10 seconds.
There she is, my wife of 4 years, girlfriends for 5 years before that, dressed like I’ve never seen before. Black heels, the leather stopping right below her knee, her thighs outlined in fishnet, joined together by a black silk thong. The fishnet continued up her soft abdomen, over the navel with a red jewel hanging from it, creased below her C breast, over her chest meeting in a V between her perky tits, over her pink erect nipples, disappearing under her blond hair. “I guess you like what you see,” she correctly says as she gives a twirl. Her hair waves in the breeze, the fishnet V continues down her back and meets even with the 2 dimples that I love to kiss while she lays on the bed.
She walks to me, heels clicking on the wood floor. Fingers undo my belt, button, and zipper in 1 motion as her hot breath sends chills down my spine again “Except this time, I’m in charge.” Cold fingers wrap around my now hard prick, a sharp breath leaves my mouth as I step out of the crumpled denim around my ankles. “Come with me,” she orders pulling on my dick, my body willingly follows. She guides me to bed, pushes me down, and mounts me with ease.
The thin silk barrier between our groins is already wet as the smoothness grinds against my cock. Her lips meet my areola, sharp teeth encircle my nipple as her soft fingers play with the other one. She continues to grind on me as I feel the precum leave my member, mixing with her juices and. After what feels like forever, her tongue trails down my stomach until she gets to 2 day unshaven groin. Wet kisses tease the base of my erect cock, fingers massage my balls, blonde hair tickling my thighs. Then I feel it.
Her tongue traces the base my penis to the underside, and slowly continues upward. The tip of her tongue traces the vein that runs from the base, around the side, and ends halfway up my 6 inch cock. Finger nails dig into my thighs as a small kiss signals the end of the vein. Her tongue now slowly going up and down the side of my cock urging out more precum. An animalistic moan leaves my mouth as the tip on my cock disappears between her lips, her tongue soaking up clear fluid as my cock reappears, now glistening with spit and precum. Her tongue slowly slides down the other side and her lips plant another wet kiss at the base of my cock. More precum leaks out of my and without hesitations she licks it up. She looks up at me and gives a smirk as my cock disappears in her hot wet mouth.
Her tongue swirls as her head goes up and down. My eyes go to the ceiling as spit starts to drip down my scotum and my hips instinctively thrust into her mouth. Her hands push down on my hips as she regains total control over me. Vibrations from her throat send tingling to my toes and cum pumping into her mouth. I look down at her as my white seed overflows from her mouth, her gulping unable to keep up.
I finally finish filling her up as she releases my now softening cock. Her body slides against mine, her skin and fishnets wiping with spit and cum mixture from my cock as her lips meet mine. I taste my saltiness on her lips and tongue as we explore each others mouth. “Now it’s my turn,” she proclaims as her soaked thong replaces her lips on my mouth.
I lick her through the silk as she starts grinding against my face. I push her fabric to the side, revealing her wet lips, the scent of her sex is enchanting as my finger disappears between her folds. Another finger joins as my lips cover her swollen clit. Slowly, my fingers pump into her as my tongue teases her button, soaking her up. As she starts to grind into me harder, a yelp of pleasure leaves her lips. “Dont stop! Right there!” She orders as her teeth sink into my thigh. Her bite brings out the animal in me as I pump into her faster and harder then before, my other hand around her waist holding her down as her legs start to shake around my head. “Ohhh myyy godddd” fills our bedroom as wave after wave of pleasure comes over her. Her fingers dig into my leg, her heavy breathing against my now hard dick, her legs still shaking around my head as her wet cunt pushes my head down into the mattress. Her juices cover my face, dripping down my chin and cheeks. After an eternity, her shaking stops and her breath returns to normal.
Blood slowly returns to her legs as she releases my fingers from her soaked slit. “Holy fuck,” she exclaims, and without hesitation licks her juices off my fingers. Our lips meet again, this tim a mix of spit, semen, and vagina. She look down at my rock hard member and smiles “Looks like your ready to go.”
A smirk comes over my face as her fingers wrap around my cock. She lifts herself up and aligns me with her still soaked hole. As she slides down, her back dimples entrance me. A gap comes from her as I bottom out in her, my cock disappearing in her tight cunt. Slowly she starts to grind, hair swaying back and forth, my hands on her hips guiding her. Her fit ass jiggles as she bounces on my dick, her fingers playing with my balls.
Then she stops and I feel it. The familiar prostate massager enters my anus. Slowly she pushes it deeper until the base is against my taint, sending vibration through my cock into her. I feel myself growing in her as she starts to grind me again. She grabs my ankles, causing her ass to spread revealing her tightest hole. I feel the vibrations get stronger as she ups the strength on the rubber in my ass. I wet my thumb in my mouth and bring it to her anus, pushing on it as she starts grinding harder on my crotch. “Do it,” she manages to say between breaths.
Slowly, my thumb enters her, pushing past her sphincter. I feel the vibrations of my cock in her, as she she bounces on me. She pushes the vibrator deeper into me and my cock and thumb vibrate in unison. I slowly move my thumb in and out of her hole, gradually picking up speed. I feel her fingers wrap around my ankles as her grinding turns into a controlled seizure of pleasure. My thumb going as fast as possible, my cock matching the rhythm between the thin walls of her anus.
Suddenly she stops again and lifts herself over me as my swollen cock slides out of her, covered in her cream. She readjusts as the vibrating on my prostate continues, and slowly slides me into her ass. Her breathing gets short as my prick slowly disappears between her cheeks. She gets halfway down, and leans back using my chest as a base for her hands. I grab her hips and support her as my cock slides in and out of her tight hole. She gives a little whimper with every thrust, but is possessed with pleasure.
I only last in her ass a few thrust and warn her that I cant hold back anymore. “Cum in my ass,” she begs. 2 more thrust and i fill her with my seed, pumping more than ever into her, the vibrations in my own ass urging me on.
Finally it ends. I lift her off of me as my cum drips out of her onto my stomach. She rolls onto the bed, face down as I slowly take the vibrating cock out of my ass and turn it off. Her breathing returns to normal as I spread her ass with my hands. Her hole is no longer tight, still gaping from my thick cock. I bend over and lick her clean, sending shudders through her body. I kiss each dimple on her back and head to the bathroom to clean myself.
By the time I return, she is asleep on the bed with a grin on her face.
Tag: Oral
Swimming [MM] [Oral] [Anal]
I went to an all male college.
When I was a freshman we never wore swim suits during swimming class.
This was very hard for me.
I found myself looking at the other boys bodies.
I had always been interested in boys.
The same was true when we had to hit the showers, there were cocks of all sizes, often times in the showers one or more them would get a hard-on and start waiving them around.
One day I got in trouble with the coach for goofing around in PE.
For my punishment I had to help the janitor clean the pool filters and other equipment.
In the basement where the equipment was, there were windows that looked into the pool underwater, these were there so swim meets could be filmed.
I was all alone down there, (or so I thought) I was watching the guys swimming around naked.
As I watched the guys I had an erection and began stroking myself through my gym shorts.
I didn’t hear the janitor come up behind me.
When I had noticed him it was to late, he saw what I was doing. I thought I was in trouble!
My erection stood out of my shorts and wouldn’t go down.
Her Name was Natalie (part 1) [mF] [oral] [rimming] [light humiliation]
Her name was Natalie and she had a great ass, for a white girl. We met in college, although ‘met’ might be a bit of an overstatement. We had some classes together and said hi in the hallways. Other than that, our paths rarely crossed. If she wasn’t studying, she would be at the gym, or out jogging. And it showed. That great ass was part of a fit body, and she knew it. She didn’t exactly flaunt it, but she did make sure her clothes were tight or revealing enough to show off her long, toned legs, her flat stomach, and her nice full breasts. She had a boyfriend, because of course she did. He was a remnant of her high school life. From the way she talked to him on the phone, I could tell he wasn’t that high on her list of priorities. But then again, neither was I. I was just around. Until one night in the fall.
The Camgirl Part XXXVII: Asshole [FM] [Anal] [Oral] [Non-Con ish]
**XXXVII: Blake**
As the loud, pounding club music thrummed through Blake–she now knew that the music that had been playing for the past few songs was considered Deep House thanks to…a person who would remain unnamed even in her mind tonight–she remembered why she hated going to clubs. Ones that weren’t gay clubs, at least.
Bijoux was one of the nicer places in the city–she’d actually needed to use her fake to get in–but she had already been creeped on by far too many douchebags. That was basically what she was looking for tonight–someone hot and confident who would hopefully make her see stars–but she hoped to find one that was only *kind of* a douche.
Chloe and her friends Jenna and Nicole danced nearby, but each of them had found a dance partner already.
Blake didn’t let herself think about that, instead she just closed her eyes and let her body sway with the music. She’d never much understood dance as an art form, but thanks to—to someone who she would not think about tonight, Blake knew that it was likely just due to a lack of understanding, as her newfound musical tastes evidenced. She’d always found it impressive and pretty to watch most of the time, yet she didn’t get what made one dance better or more emotional than another unless the dancer was very clearly unskilled.
His First Time [M]MF… A Belated Christmas Present
A few days after James and I made Izzy’s [fantasy](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dlp8rq/my_first_bi_mmf_threesome_a_very_merry_christmas/) come true, James invited Izzy and I to his house. His parents were, for our hometown, quite affluent due to their owning the local paint factory. As such, their house was one of the nicest in the town, and they had just made a major upgrade by building a pool house. James’s parents were not always thrilled with him having company at the house, but as long as we kept to ourselves in the pool house, they were content to allow it (they really were pretty nasty people).
James had set the place up nice, dim lights, good drinks and most importantly, good company. We were drinking, getting a little high and just having a grand time. After a while, James asked if we should migrate to the hot tub. It sounded amazing, but none of us knew that James’s parents would be there and therefore had not expected to be in the pool house and had not brought swimwear. Before I could finish relaying this to James, Izzy said “That’s a great idea,” and tore off her clothes and jumped naked into the tub, never one to miss out on a chance to take the lead. “Guess that settles that,” I said to James. He and I proceeded to get naked and joined Izzy in the tub.
Breaking ethical norms for fun with an interviewee [MF]
For the last few years, I’ve been working with my local newspaper, covering random stories and events to grab a little side cash for entertainment and fun. It’s been a great time, easy, and I get to cover local sports a lot of the time. It’s a daily newspaper that publishes five times a week, so it’s pretty easy going. I’ve been doing it long enough that I usually get to pick where I go and what I cover, barring some breaking news that happens and they need all hands on deck.
Part of this has been consistent coverage of our D-III volleyball team that is in our area. Lucky for me, the sports reporter is more concerned about football, leaving this open for me to spend time getting to know players and coaches, covering games and, as the case was this weekend, travelling to a tournament.
I went down on Friday, covered their evening games that night and all day Saturday. I’ve known some players for several years, as they came up through local high schools, and on to this college. I’ve know the coach for a handful of years, and it’s seemed less and less like a job, and more of a conversation. Some athletes are friendlier than others, and I understand that. But that line was crossed and I found myself in ethical and moral trouble this weekend.
[F] Sucking cock at a porn cinema (exhibitionism)
Hello everybody!
I just created an account here on Reddit and decided to leave my first post. For some time now I’ve been reading the stories of the gonewildstories, always getting excited about everything they publish here. I decided it was my turn to share my stories.
I’ve always had a slut inside me who wants to get out. About a year and a half ago, I met my partner, and we started exploring this side of me. Since then, I have many stories to share. I’ll leave you with one of my favorites. I hope you enjoy it!
Ever since I met my partner, I’ve begun to realize that I was very fond of being seen and watched while I was stinging something like giving a show where all people are enviing what’s going on in front of their eyes. For my partner is not an attractive factor, but as he likes to see me being the biggest slut possible he gives me every opportunity to show this side of me.
Near our house there is a cinema where they pass movies and where people can go to do practically anything they want.
[M]y [F]ormer coworker. We were both married Part II
****Disclaimer: if you don’t like cheating, exit this post****
Part 2:
So after our first sex session, we were laying in the couch talking about random shit in life and dozed off for a while. Once we woke up, we just looked at each other and I said “let’s go back in the room”. She happily obliged and led me there, hand in hand.
Once back on the bed, we just layed for a while kissing here and there. I started kissing her neck and could tell she was getting wet again. Then she started kissing and sucking on my neck which gets me hornier than watching porn!
I started rubbing EVERY INCH of her body. I pulled her leggings and thong down to about the middle of her thighs while she was on her back. She hungrily grabbed my dick out of the hole in my boxers, licked her hand, and started stroking it. There was a point where we were making out and I had my fingers interlocked with her toes, her legs in the air and she was jacking me off. Guys, this is my heaven!
Say My Name [MF][BWWM][Interracial]
**A BWWM erotic short story adapted from the classic fairytale, Rumpelstiltskin. Also published on Literotica.**
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“Tomorrow? But there’s no way I can have the money by then.” Tasha bit her lower lip. The last thing she wanted was to break out in tears over the phone.
“I really hate to put you in this position, Tasha. I admire your business and want to help you out in any way I can, but you’re three months behind on the rent. And I can’t stay on top of my wife’s hospital bills without this income.” Henry was genuinely apologetic and she felt a twinge of guilt at having forced him into this situation.
It wasn’t his fault that she hadn’t had steady business in over a month. “How’s she doing?”
“Her spirits are high, which is more than we could ask for.” He sounded tired but hopeful.
Mrs. Sutter had been in and out of the hospital since Tasha signed her lease almost a year ago. “I’ll keep her in my prayers.” Prayers were about all she had to offer at this point.
[FM] Changing Jobs and sex with my soon to be former Boss
A few had asked for a picture from the time so I added one
I’m a married woman (Asian) early 40’s – 5 foot 3 and around 130 pounds. I have a FWB I see while hubby travels for work, but my FWB been away a good bit lately. Anyway, I was changing companies and thought it might be a good time to fish for an experience there with some men I had flirted with. One of those guys was the VP at my firm that was recently divorced. I worked with him often and was in his office quite a bit over the years working one on one with him. He was tall and fit and I always had an attraction to him. He has a big office with nice views, but no windows towards the office itself. We were always professional with the occasionally flirting, but since he was married, it never went further.