I laugh as you drag me over to you. You slap my ass to make me moan. You pull me onto your lap, kissing me hungrily. I nibble on your neck and shoulder. You can feel how wet I am from our earlier play. Grab my ass roughly, pulling me tight against you. You lay me down and get on top of me. You kiss and lick your way down my neck to my breasts. You tease me by flicking my nipples with your tongue. You mark up my breasts with your teeth and lips, making me moan and arch my back. You mark up my shoulders too, enjoying the fact that I won’t be able to wear certain things until my bruises fade. You mark up my inner thighs too, just for fun. I’m getting frustrated that you haven’t touched me now that I’m soaked. You slide a couple pillows under my ass and I lock my legs around your hips. You pound into me, groaning from how tight and wet I am. I stretch my arms out behind me as my hips match your thrusts. I moan that I want it harder and you comply. My legs tighten around you, pressing you deeper. You stop for a second knowing that I’m close. Please, I moan, arching my body and clenching my legs. You start fucking me hard again, getting me close. You stop again. When you start up again, you tell me to touch myself but I’m not allowed to cum yet. I moan loudly, excitedly. I touch myself slowly at first, then I can’t help myself. I moan your name, begging you to let me cum. You stop again, grabbing my hand. You start going in and out slowly, enjoying me surrounding you. I can’t wait to cum all over your tits, you tell me. I moan, begging you to do that. You slide out of me, stroking you big hard throbbing cock with your hand. I’m watching you, licking my lips. I tell you to cum for me, and you do. Splashing my tits with your hot cum. You groan as you cum, loving the view. You ready to cum for me you dirty slut? You ask, kissing my inner thighs. I moan my reply. You tongue fuck me roughly, holding my hips in place. Cum for me you demand as you tongue flicks over my clit. I do, loudly, my hips and legs shaking from the intensity. Good girl you praise.
Tag: Oral
[MF] An unprotected milf
A little background:
While I grew up in a small town with a religious family, I moved away for college and quickly discovered a world outside of those origins. I very quickly out grew my original repressions and fully embraced my sexuality.
Just like so many bad ideas turned sexy college stories have started – I was on break for either thanksgiving or christmas and back in my local area under the pressure of time. I had been having a streak of luck with the earlier days of Tinder (2012 or 2013 back when it really was the best) and so gave it a shot at home. I wasn’t having too much success in my age range so I expanded it to all ages for up to 100 miles.
A nice surprise for [M]e in the CoEd changing rooms when swimming be[F]ore work [UPDATE]
For those who read my post a couple of weeks ago I am posting an update as many people asked for me to keep them posted. Warning, this doesn’t involve any detailed descriptions of sex and I’m not linking to the original as I am going to take it down for reasons that will become clear.
After meeting Michelle on the Thursday morning after swimming I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened and was planning what I was going to say the following week if I saw her again. I didn’t need to wait that long.
I work in a large building where the company I work for has several different sections of the building, but the rest is occupied by several different companies. There is a cafe on site that I rarely use as I tend to take my own food. Last Wednesday I got up late and didn’t have lunch with me so I went to get a sandwich. When I walked in I recognised the person paying across the Cafe, but my brain didn’t immediately click to who it was because she looked so different in office attire with her hair up and make up done. Still looked gorgeous just not the same as when wearing a black one piece swimming.
[cheating fantasy] [rough sex] [oral] The men of my dreams Pt. 1.
Obligatory “I’m new to this so go easy on me”. This is my actual fantasies that will be coming to life in a series. All typed on mobile so I apologize for any typos.
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“You know, I can see you promoting rather quickly wherever you go, Zo. Faster than your husband for sure”. John’s words excited me beyond belief. He was a stalky man, about 5’9”, maybe 180 lbs, perfectly muscled and delicious. His uniform was always perfectly polished and so was his wedding ring, but he still managed to give me those “fuck me” eyes with a dash of flirtation. His black smoothed back hair and I knew pursuing him could end both our careers and marriages, but I couldn’t help it, I was soaking every time he spoke to me.
John and I had worked together for three years at the police station. In charge of press releases, he was always hidden away in his office, but he always made time to talk to me. Today I was going in to have him sign my release from employment papers.
My (21m) hookup (37f) made me taste my own [MF] [reluc] [Msub]
This was some time ago. I (21M at the time) found her on tinder after sending out a few messages over a couple of days. I was still in college, had only gone as far as giving and getting oral, and never really spoke to anyone like her before. She was cool and easy going. The stories she shared with me were pretty amazing and freeing in a way.
She shared with me that she grew up in a traditional household with abusive parents, but broke free as she got older and matured into a beautiful independent woman with a great career (in HR) and living on her own in a really nice condo. She prefers casual sex to relationships and was honest about having multiple friends she hooks up with. She gets a lot of attention from her (mostly male) friends and she’s the life of the office where she works at.
After a few days of chatting back and forth, she said she had a problem with her ipad and asked me if i could come over and help her figure it out. I decided, sure why not. I drove down to her place and walked up to her door. I rang the bell. She opened the door, wearing a tight shirt and short shorts that showed half of her ass cheeks.
I hope your 4/20 was as nice as mine. A night with my perfect stoner FWB [MF]
Mel is the perfect stoner side piece. We spent most of our afternoons together smoking, watching TV, and fucking. On our first date she told me that the stereotypes about Jewish girls with oral fixations (I hadn’t heard this before), is true. We have an agreement; we fuck each other raw and use condoms with everyone else. I hadn’t seen her in two weeks, so I invited her over for 4/20.
Mel is about 5’2, has slightly longer than shoulder length reddish brown hair, b cup boobs, and a flat stomach which separated out into hips that I die for. I’m just an average 5’10 dude with a slightly bigger dick than average, but you can see pics of me in my post history.
She finally texted me around 10pm telling me that she was too full to come over. I played it cool, told her I’d catch her next time but as she told me when she got here “Women are weird, blow me off and I’m all over you.” After a few texts back in forth she decided she’d come over but warned me she was a bit full. All good.
[MF] Another HOTWIFE experience
A few years ago I met a couple online in a city I visited regularly for work. He and I chatted to start, then she joined in. He was excited to share his wife with a man who’s sole purpose would be to give her sexual satisfaction. Just a fuck toy really, with a big cock.
The next time that I was in town, he agreed to let her come meet me at a bar, and possibly more. She looked great, nice flat stomach, but with some womanly curves. She had told me that she had a fantasy of getting fingered by a stranger at a bar, and I noticed she was wearing a shorter skirt. Interesting.
We sat at the bar, with no one else on our side. We chatted, flirted a little, then started to get more touchy. I noticed her phone buzz and saw “hubby” on her screen. She smiled and just said he would be checking in to see if she was happy.
“Are you happy?” I asked.
“Very” she said, looking down at the bulge that had been present in my pants since I sat down.
[F]ucked by an older [M]an
This story is 100% true in case that needs to be said.
So recently I have been experimenting with some older men following a breakup and after the first one I was hooked. I’m naturally a very submissive person and quite petite which normally attracts bigger dominating guys in itself but apparently being substantially younger adds a whole other element of older men who are practically aching for a young girl to dominate. The most recent guy I saw was about 20+ years older than me, we will call him Matt.
GF and me, and the roommate makes three [MFF]
So my girlfriend Brie and her roommate Kristin (and here’s a [drawing](http://i.imgur.com/O8r8a3J.jpg) for reference! Kristin is in blue, Brie is in black) were really into sex positivity and had some flexible sexual borders, which led to [my GF’s roommate masturbating while she watched us have sex](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bc38cs/roommate_f_wanted_to_watch_us_mf/) which escalated into [me and Kristin having sex](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bdq0e3/gfs_roommate_didnt_just_want_to_watch_anymore_mff/), completely with the blessing of my GF. Everyone all caught up? Good.
The dam had burst. The next month after Kristin and I had sex, I never quite knew what to expect walking into their apartment. There was a lot of nudity. Kristin hadn’t had a lot of playfulness in her sexual experiences, and Brie and I could tell she was really enjoying it. She particularly seemed to enjoy pulling her shirt up and showing me her boobs, shaking her hips, and promptly walking away. Brie said that she could tell that Kristin enjoyed being able to flirt (and flaunt) without any expectations on her.
Post Workout “Workout” – [MF] [Rimming] [Oral] [Spanking]
I walk into the house and I see you there in the kitchen, looking sexy as fuck in your tight, Lycra workout clothes. From the sheen of sweat on your body and by the way you are gulping down a cold glass of water, I know that you just got back from your work out rather than getting ready to go out. Fuck! When you are wet, hot and sweaty post workout is one of the times I want you most. I wonder if maybe you timed your return with mine just to get me worked up. You smile at me wordlessly as you lean back against the counter top. I meet your gaze and smile back as I move towards you, that wicked smirk confirming to me that you knew just what you were doing – and what you want right now.
I step close to you and trace my fingers up and down the slick perspiration on your arms. I slide my hands in front and can feel the cool smoothness of the Lycra as my fingertips draw slow circles on your breasts trying to coax your nipples erect under the tight fabric. As I see the tips protrude my fingers slide to the outside of your tits while each thumb rubs slowly up and down over your nipples making them strain harder against your top.