Friday evening at the office [mF] [FDom] [oral]

I wrote this a couple years back and wanted to share it again. Let me know how much you like it.

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You’re in the kitchen at work, waiting for your lunch to finish heating up so you can go back to your desk. You’re leaning against the counter, trying to be discreet about hiding your erection but you can feel your cock straining against your pants and you wonder silently how you’re going to make it back to your office like this. You clasp your hands in front of you, watching the seconds tick by on the microwave screen. Thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight… she rounds the corner and gives you a smile as she walks into the kitchen. It’s your boss. She opens the fridge and pulls out her lunch bag, takes a glass container out and pops the lid off, setting it on the counter next to the microwave. 

“Any big plans this weekend?” She asks you, turning to the sink and flipping the faucet on, waiting for the water to turn cold. She’s got a water bottle in her left hand and she turns to look at you, waiting for you answer. You shift ever so slightly. You’re uncomfortable as fuck, self conscious and your cheeks are getting warm. You shift your weight from one leg to the other and glance at the microwave again. Ten seconds left. Nine.

Free Use Friday’s [MMMMF][gangbang][oral][noncon]

“Oh my god, fuck me. More. Please make me cum.” Down on my knees in my dorm room with a big cock in my pussy and jerking a cock in my hand towards my face became my routine on Fridays. Ever since the school instituted Free-use Fridays. Research studies found students spent so much time and energy trying to date/fuck, and less time studying, so Free Use Fridays were started.

Once the campus bell rang at 5pm it was a free for all. Being the tall Asian American girl I am. 5’7” long black hair, slim figure, big ass, tiny waist and firm B cup tits I was a favorite amongst every demographic. Teachers and student alike. I had to rush back to my dorm room for any kind of privacy.

I remember the first few Free Use Friday’s. I honestly thought how bad could it be? I had one ex boyfriend, so I wasn’t a virgin and I like sex. But I never expected all the perverted enthusiasm and vigor these college boys would unleash. I used to have chemistry class at 5 o’clock, when the bell chimed I looked up from packing up my backpack and saw three boys were around my lab table including my lab partner Steve. The professor had actually closed the door to the classroom after most people left and was walking back towards me.

My Robot Boyfriend [mf] [piv] [manbot] [robot]

“You’re a sweet, talented, hard-working young woman, Kelia. You’ve got a bright future ahead of you. Don’t let anyone derail it.”

Those were the serious, yet sincere words of Kelia Aden’s mother. She’d first heard them in junior high. It came shortly after she brought home her another straight-A report card and a letter from her guidance counselor saying that she was gifted. More than one teacher had told her that she had a great chance of getting into an Ivy League university if she maintained her current path.

It was a challenge, but Kelia always rose to the occasion. Even as she progressed into high school, getting top grades and high test scores, her mother kept belaboring that fateful message. At first, she thought she was just being an obsessive parent. Then, she suspected there might have been other motivations. That became obvious whenever cousins, aunts, uncles, and family friends saw her.

“Kelia is growing into quite the babe,” they would often say. “Pretty soon, she’ll be beating the boys back with a stick.”

One night with Katherina – Part 11 [M+F][prostitution][oral+throatfucking]

*This story is the result of a long term roleplay exchange through* r/dirtypenpals

*It features Mathis (u/lmczpn) in first person ordering and enjoying a prostitute, Katherina (u/aurora_w), who is competent and experienced in the anal arts, but touches on some other kinks along the way.*

***Mathis:***

I slowly get up, her juices still all over my face. In the process I kiss my way up again, along her stomach, between her tits, up her neck until I finally reach her mouth. I dive in for a passionate kiss, my tongue immediately darting between her lips searching her mouth with my lips pressed hard against hers. My body weight is more or less resting on her, I can feel her still hard nipples pressing against my skin and my cock resting in her juices, making me feel like I´m going insane from horniness.

I break our kiss, my hands brushing away the hair sticking to her face from sweat. I tilt her head up a little so she is looking directly at me.

The time I had been naughty [soft [MFM] ]

I woke up this morning with a memory of about 12 years ago. A friend and I were camping in southern France. We met three guys, who had their tent close to ours. We had some great time together and my friend started hanging with one of them. The last day for them, she asked me if she could spent the night with her flame in their tent. The other two would have slept outdoors. While the two spent a romantic night, we stayed at the beach smoking a joint and drinking some beers (thanks Europe). We went back to the tents and we were continuously laughing. I don’t remember how we got there and I don’t remember all the details. I just have some images that make me really wet when I think at them. I had only my pants on, I was french-kissing one and the other one was sucking my nipples. They were both sucking my nipples and kissing my body, it was amazing. I was sucking one, while the other was licking me. The guy who licked me also kissed all my legs and feet. I made one come from oral while the other was licking me. He made me cum by oral while he came jerking off. There was no PIV but I was really satisfied by my slutty night.

Goodbye Amish, Hello Fucking. 40-something F teaches a young twenties Amish virgin to fuck. (Part Two) [FM]

Part One: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d3o1n0/goodbye_amish_hello_fucking_40something_f

If you didn’t read Part One, the situation is:

A young Amish (well, formerly Amish, leaving his church) man messaged me and we started talking. It slowly grew into something more risqué as he told me his fears of dating as a young twenties virgin who has never been kissed. He fantasized about having an older woman take control and teach him everything about a woman’s body and sexual pleasure.

I’m a 40-something married woman in an open marriage. I offered to teach him. I’m short, curvy with long brown hair and huge boobs and a small butt.

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Part Two:

I was ready to teach you about the power of the pussy.

But first, I took your hands into my own and looked you in the eyes, saying, “A woman’s body is a road map of her life. You’ll see scars and stretch marks that show the ways her body has expanded to grow into her life or create life and the places she has been wounded and has healed. Treat each woman’s body as a gift and unwrap it with care, appreciating every detail. You have the power to give love to her and help her see her body as a beautiful work of art. If a woman shares her insecurities about parts of her body, lavish them with love and kisses and tell her what you love about her body.”

Part 3 The truth will set you free… Judy’s new roomer awakens her innermost thoughts…

But it was a little late as the safety razor he was using was already gliding across my pubic mound, taking away a swathe of my bushy hair with it. The sensation was exquisite, and I dropped my hands to feel the soft smooth contours of my cunt, totally exposed with James’s eyes just a few inches away. As there was little I could now do to stop him I let James continue. He was very gentle as he parted the lips of my cunt with his fingers to shave away the last of my pubic hair. I was now completely bare and silky smooth.

He next took a small bottle of unscented almond oil, splashed a little in his hand, let it warm for a moment or two, then using just the tips of his fingers he spread it over my naked cunt. I was in heaven. I had broken so many personal taboos over the past few days, and now as James worked his magic with his fingers, I felt an urgent need to break another. I said to James “I have a confession James. After my hand brushed your cock on the stairs, I found some of your semen on it. I liked the feel of it and I even tasted it. Would you do what you did before and make some more just for me?”

Goodbye Amish, Hello Fucking. 40-something F teaching a young twenties Amish virgin to fuck. (Part One) [FM]

A young Amish (well, formerly Amish, leaving his church) man messaged me and we started talking. It slowly grew into something more risqué as he told me his fears of dating as a young twenties virgin who has never been kissed. He fantasized about having an older woman take control and teach him everything about a woman’s body and sexual pleasure.

I’m a 40-something married woman in an open marriage. I offered to teach him. I’m short, curvy with long brown hair and huge boobs and a small butt.

Our Story (from my perspective):

We met in a hotel bar. I was sipping a gin and tonic trying to calm my nerves when you walked in. You looked equally nervous. It was our first time meeting after so much online communication.

I had on a short black skirt with heels and a low cut red sweater that showed lots of cleavage. I offered to order you a drink but you handed me the hotel key and said you were ready.

We got on the elevator and were alone. I took your hand and reassured you that it was going to be an amazing night. I stroked my thumb against your hand and looked up into your eyes. You looked so anxious.

One Last Time [Str8] [Mf] [Teen] [Step] [F/d] [Oral] [Young/old] [Age Gap]

*I said that the last time it happened, would be the last time.*

*I lied.*

I started my morning off the same as I did every morning.

After a hot shower and a cup of coffee, I waved my wife off as she drove away to work. I then went upstairs and slipped into a suit before walking along the hall to wake my step daughter up for school.

“Brie?” I said gently as I knocked on the door. “Wake up, you’ll need to start getting ready for school soon.”

*Silence.*

Usually she responds in some way, even if it’s a zombie-like groan to at least acknowledge that she’s awake.

“Brie?” I repeated a little louder.

When there was still no response, I slowly opened the door and poked my head in. The overwhelming fragrance of a young girl’s room met my nostrils; the combination of cheap perfume and dozens of lotions and potions and lord knows what else.

I peered over to Brie’s bed where I saw her laying perfectly still with her sheets wrapped around her up to her neck.

I walked over and gave her a light nudge. “Wakey-wakey. You have school sleepy head.”