[MF] Surprisingly Intimate Times with a Tinder Date Part 2

As a thanks for all of your interest, here is another great night Kenzie and I shared. [First Part Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/auw6xq/mf_surprisingly_intimate_times_with_a_tinder_date/)

Kenzie and I had been fooling around for a few weeks. We were in that stage of the relationship where you can’t risk so much as hearing the other person’s voice in the next room or you might be driven to sex. I worked near her studio and there were times that she’d send me text messages, begging for me to come over on my break, sprinkling incentive in the form of sexy pictures and erotic texts. And, as you might predict, I’d cave.

As much as it can be nice to have the intimacy of familiarity and the comforts that long term relationships bring, there is something so fun about the raw sexual power of the early stage of dating. Describing this phase as magnetism is a cliche at this point, but that is the power you’re dealing with. Or least that we were dealing with.

And Kenzie knew it, too. She seemed to understand that things weren’t always going to be this erotic and that we should savor and celebrate this while we could.

The Most Skilled Gynecologist [FF] [medical] Full Story

The Most Skilled Gynecologist

There are few things as awkward as a visit to the gynecologist. I always dread going, and I especially dread today. My old doctor moved to a practice in another town, so a new, unfamiliar set of hands would be pushing a cold speculum between my legs. Oh well. I hadn’t had many partners over the last year, but it was still good to get checked.

I sign in right on time and was almost immediately weighed and taken into the exam room. I answer the nurses questions, and once she leaves I take off my bottoms. It’s a struggle because my long acrylic nails make it hard to remove my pants. I haven’t been with anyone in quite a while, and the nails make it extremely hard to masturbate. I hate that sitting in that cool air with my pants off gets me a little turned on. I hope my doctor doesn’t notice.

She comes in and at first I’m struck by how pretty she is. She has short dark hair and thick glasses, but the glasses don’t detract from her looks. Instead, they highlight her soft features in contrast.

Hotel sex weekend part 2 [MF] anal, creampie, squirting

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/arg9kk/hotel_sex_fueled_weekend_part_1_mf/?st=JSLXDGGW&sh=2a2b8e74)

Brittany is standing in front of me with the water splashing against her ass and lower back holding her vibrator in one hand and a 5 inch long plug in the other. I love that she didn’t even bother to rinse off. I wish I could say I got hard again, but I’m only human. So while I waited to recover, I’m about to do things to her. She hasn’t said a word since she told me to cum a few minutes ago. I can see her pussy literally dripping, she’s so fucking turned on it looks like honey leaking out of her. A thick sticky fluid between her thighs that I can’t wait to lick off of her. So, back to the task at hand. She wants to cum in my mouth and to be honest, I probably want it more than she does. I took both toys from her and asked what she wanted me to do to her. She put one leg on the bench and began groping herself, dragging her nails across her skin. She rinses her body adding some allurement to it while I clicked the vibrator on and began to tease her by massaging the spot a half inch above her clit. She was so horny it was making her abs and thighs flex. Now that the cum was off of her, she pulled my face in and started grinding on my mouth. She exhaled “eat my pussy baby.” I got a handful of her perfect ass placing my fingers right at both of her entrances.

[MF] Met up with a random redditor, he became Daddy for the Day

I’m a frequent flyer at /r/randomactsofblowjob and figured I’d want to try /r/randomactsofmuffdive.

**About us:**

I’m 24, curvy, brown hair, blue eyes, piercings in my nipples and lip.

Daddy was in his 40s, standard body, perfect sized cock <3

**Our encounter:**

Daddy picked me up in his car from my job and drove me to his house. I’m usually super shy and awkward with small talk, but he was super chill and easy to talk to. We get to the house and within about a minute were making out on the couch. He stripped my sweater, shirt, and bra off in short time, and licked and suckled my nipple piercings.

He put a pillow on the ground for me and told me I was a good girl and it was time to suck his cock. His cock was above average, nice and thick and perfect. I discovered I could go all the way down on him, and I loved burying my nose in his pubes. Daddy was very vocal and appreciative, and it made me even happier to suck him off. He did a lot of thrusting into my mouth and using my hair to drag me up and down his length. He also let me do my own thing too, so it was really the best of both worlds.

Parental Guidance Required (My First Attempt at Erotica)

Hey guys! This is my first attempt at writing Erotica, so there may be stuff in here that could absolutely be improved. Please feel free to leave some constructive criticism in the comments telling me what you did/didn’t like and/or what you think I should do differently! It is my second draft of the story, but it still isn’t complete (had an ending but it sucked). Honestly, not sure where to take it from here (if it even needs to go longer, who knows?)

Parental Guidance Required:

The living room wasn’t very big. The center of it was dominated by a large, square coffee table cluttered with med surg books, fast food wrappers, and the odd sock or two. Two recliners reserved for Mom and Dad (or the dog when Dad was gone) were positioned along the south wall. Layla and myself were laying on a couch along the northern wall. A large TV showing *Gold Rush* stood atop the entertainment center on the west wall, which opened to a hallway on its south end. Layla’s younger brother was sitting on the eastern couch trying to watch the TV show.

My girl and the Bargirl [FF, FFM]

It is our third date. Twenty years earlier, a third date meant something. Girls followed “the rules,” and one of the rules said you didn’t fuck until the third date. Alicia and I fucked on our first date. I’m not bragging, we are swingers, wife swappers, and it would be weird if we didn’t have sex on our first date. My life is a bit upside down.

For our first two “dates,” all we did was have sex. We met at a hotel, my wife went upstairs with Ron, Alicia’s husband. Alicia and I went to our own room. We fucked ourselves into funky sweaty exhaustion each time. The next mornings, we kissed goodbye, unswapped, and drove off in opposite directions.

Alicia and I turned out to be very sexually compatible. I’m a big guy, and a tall guy. A few months ago, an old lady told me to respect myself, and I shed 15 pounds. Even in decent shape, I’m well over 250 pounds. Alicia, she’s a big gal, six foot tall. If she was a decade younger, she could be a plus size model. She’s thick, curvy, but not flabby. She’s got a wide, plump ass, a body that’s all curves. Everything on her is thick.

Ice Cream in exchange for a Blowjob [Mf] [oral] [mast] [facial] [swallow]

She was straddling me, riding faster and faster, her hair dangling over her face, her perky tits mouth level. Left nipple pierced. Both rock hard. She reached down and rubbed her clit while her cunt took every inch of my cock. She pressed down into it and sat there, masturbating, her cunt squeezing tighter and tighter over my cock as she inched closer to orgasm.

Suddenly, it hit. She collapsed into me, heaving, her breasts against my chest, her face in the nook of my neck, moaning, huffing, catching her breath.

“Suck me,” I whispered into her ear.

She gracefully slid off my cock and in between my legs. It was too perfectly done — like she’d done it before. The fact that she’d probably used those same moves with other guys turned me on even more than I already was.

“Wow,” she said, remarking at my cock, which was coated in her grool. “I get super creamy when I’m really turned on.”

I smirked and watched her tongue up her juices and swallow them.

“I taste good,” she said with a giggle.

[FM] Changing Jobs

I had a FWB I saw while hubby travels for work, but my FWB starting seeing someone so our regular meet ups stopped. 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.

Weekly Relief [MF] [Oral] [sci-fi]

“It’s Thursday, Olivia. You know what that means,” said a familiar, coy voice.

“I know the drill, Iris,” Olivia replied dryly to the middle-aged receptionist. “We all do.”

Rolling her eyes, but still smiling, the young woman made her way to the designated locker room of the unremarkable public access facility, as it was called. From the outside, it looked like most other bland commercial buildings that dotted the downtown area. The only difference – superficially speaking – was that the outer plaza and lobby was adorned with emblems identifying it as a government building. For what went on inside, it had to be.

Olivia June didn’t give it much thought, anymore. She hadn’t since she began going to the facility as a teenager. Most of her friends and peers did the same. It had gotten so mundane that it was just normal, as much a part of their routine as buying groceries or paying taxes. Most would argue, however, that coming to that particular building was much less tedious.

“I need this,” she said to herself with a heavy sigh, “more so than usual.”

Thanks to the stranger who bought me [F] a dance

So I went with two friends to a local strip club. A strip club famous for offering lots of services. A girlfriend – let’s call her Michelle – basically teased a mutual friend (Dan) into going, and then realized she was nervous about actually going herself, so I was recruited for moral support, because they know enough about me to know I’m hard to scare.

Michelle and Dan aren’t dating, but they should be. They’re very handsy with each other, but they date other people.

We went straight from work, so I was wearing boring clothes – dark jeans, tank top, button-down, flats. But we were going for them, so…

After an Uber there, Michelle payed our way in – and we almost walked directly into a naked woman, who was very excited to see to women coming in. We sat down and watched, as Michelle and Dan teased each other into tipping. I mostly just watched – I’m certainly OK with women, so my interest wasn’t just clinical…

And a man was watching me watch the women. He was dressed like a used car salesman. It was… kind of silly, really. Who wears a red sportcoat? But he tipped a lot, based on how the dancers treated him. And he was watching me intently, even while tipping the naked women.