Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 8 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough, oral]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​ by DiscipleN ​ ​

. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​
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Chapter 8

Tommy grabbed his prick and fought its urge to leap into his mother’s spread slit. What if she was dry? He would have to make her wet, somehow. Licking her pussy, like Robert had, wasn’t his style. He tested her hairy vulva with the tip of his desperate cock. He found moisture there, but maybe not enough. Sliding it up and down he found her inner hole quickly. Fucking from behind must be easier than his brother’s way. Tommy grinned for being smarter. Again, he felt wetness in the resisting entrance to his mother’s womb. At that point, his cock and brain were so hot, he no longer cared. He bucked his prick into the damp hole.

His mother shouted with all her voice. “AAAAAAAA!!!!” It’s too dry, Tommy!” The prick lodged halfway in her cunt.

[Short] Captivate

This is one of my earliest attempts to leak what lurks in my brain onto paper.. or rather, digital space.

Your feedback, harsh and gentle, will be highly appreciated and will help me grow.

Enjoy.

و من الوحدة عوالم خفية تولد.

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Published
Categorized as Erotica Tagged

DREAM THREESOME [Mff] [oral] [rimjob] [squirt] [piss] [facefuck] [creampie] [mast] [creampie eating]

The best thing about being in your mid-30s and not wanting to get married or have children is the freedom to date around. Of course since I’m 34, and most women ages from 28-38 are on the marriage and babies bandwagon, I tend to date either slightly older or slightly younger women.

Everything was going just fine. There’s no need to be deceptive on dating profiles anymore. I guess guys used to feel they had to say all the right things to get laid and then after magical date #3, they’d disappear. Nowadays, women are just as up front about their wants and needs. So, when I see a cute girl who says she wants something serious, I swipe left. There are plenty of other options.

Over the course of nine months, I fucked, on average, three different women a month. Some were more daring than others, some were pretty PG, but for the most part, nothing too wild happened until Sarah showed up.

[mff] Our friend brought her strapless dildo and bluetooth vibrator over for some fun…

After our first meeting with Ellie (https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ae8s9b/my_first_time_dping_a_girl_mff/) it took a while for our schedules to align once again, but once they did, we had a wonderful second date. To remind you all, Diana is around 5’4 and stacked (like, bad at tetris stacked) with dark brown hair, big hazel eyes, and pierced nipples. I’m 5’10, with a beard, short dark brown hair, a bunch of tattoos, and a body built by rock climbing and yoga. Ellie is 5’11 (dem legs tho) with freshly dyed orange/red hair, and piercing blue eyes.

Diana got a pair of stockings for me and wore them out under a black dress, so I was already primed for a good night. After getting to the bar, we saw that although Ellie had come from work, she was not quite in work-appropriate clothing. She had on a lacy top that hardly covered the lingerie she was wearing underneath, although she did have a scarf/shawl thing to keep from being totally indecent. After a couple rounds and appetizers, we went back to Diana’s and opened a few more beers in her room.

End of her dry spell! {MF}

I have a great couch. It cost a lot of money, and is part of a large home theater area in my condo. This is the first of some stories from this couch that I will post here. If it goes well, I will post more. I met Sonya through a class we took together at an adult education center. She was in her late 30’s, I was a tad older. We had gone for coffee a few times after an evening class. Had a few long discussions about our divorces and the asshats we had married, and now were through with. It was clear to her that I had been successfully dating a few women since my break up. It was clear to me that she had endured 2 sexless years at the end of her marriage, and now had suffered 2 additional years of chastity before we met. She had not worked up the courage to go on a date yet, after a decade with the same man. She may not have noticed that she was stunning, a real beauty, and in excellent shape from a fairly fierce workout schedule that she told me about in detail. So I asked her out.

New Year New Play (FF) (lesbian) (part 2)

This picks up with more of [Gabby and Laura’s](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/abqvpl/a_tail_of_exploration_fffirst_timepet_play/) antics. No need to read part one.

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A steady knock reverberated on the door and Gabby opened it to Brock. He was dressed in a solid black suit with a shiny silk gold tie. He was tall, muscular with a perfect chiseled jaw and the whitest of teeth framed by his tanned skin. His eyes, clearly accentuated by bright blue contacts scanned her thin frame from head-to-toe. Taking in her long legs barely covered by the small black shorts she was wearing. The pink tank top hanging loosely over her small breasts, the cold air from outside making it notable that she wasn’t wearing a bra. His grin widened as he ran his hand through his dark greased back hair, “Gabby, good to see you.” His eyes never left his breasts.

Gabby bit her tongue as she mimicked his hand motion through her light brown hair that fell just above her shoulders and sarcastically said, “same to you, Rock.”

Revenge on my high school bully [Mf] [oral] [masterbation] [spanking]

There’s a man looking over photos of young girls. Teens. 14 years old. Blondes and brunettes. Redheads. Girls with devoloping breast. Girls with small breast. Girls who looked like they were already 18. Finally, seeing the girl he wanted. Nicole. A cute brunette. Toned body from soccer. Nice developing breast. She likes to take selfies. Very confident girl in her photos.

“Finally, found you.” The man in the darkness says.

The next day. At the local coffee spot. It’s eleven am. Sunny and the coffee shop is bustling. Nicole is about to enter but is pushed backed by a random stranger with a hoodie on.

“Asshole.” She yells as she enters the establishment.

She hugs her friends and has some small talk then waits on line to order. She orders her extremely sugary and high caffeinated beverage. She looks for her wallet but it’s missing.

“No, I’m sorry. I have it. I swear. This can’t be happening again. No, no, no.” She panics.

The barista and the cashier look at her very sternly. This happening before.

“It’s okay, put it on me. “ a man who’s dressed casual in jeans and a white t shirt places a twenty dollar bill on the counter.

That Time I Had a Threesome with My Girlfriend and a Female MMA Fighter (Part 2) [MFF]

For those just joining us [this is part one of the story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/admu5c/that_time_i_had_a_threesome_with_my_girlfriend/?st=JQNUZT64&sh=ceb6c5e2) of the time I had a threesome with my girlfriend, Stephanie, and a female MMA fighter named Sonja.

After a session of oral on the couch where both Stephanie and I had cum, the three of us moved into the bedroom.

The mood was light and playful as we laiy on the bed, naked. Stephanie looked radiant lying next to me, her long blonde her tumbled around her shoulders and her small perky tits would move slightly when she laughed. She wasn’t shaved, but the hair around her pussy was so light, you could see that her pussy lips were still swollen from the oral she’d just received.

Sonja, who’d definitely been in control of the situation on the couch was also in a lighter mood, she’d removed her strap on and I could see for the first time that she had a landing strip of black hair above her shaved pussy lips. With her erect nipples on her very small breasts, I could see she was aroused. She was the only one of us who hadn’t cum yet.

My girlfriend picked up another girl at the bar, so we brought her home [mff]

My partner and I would usually find girls to play with on reddit or fetlife, but this was quite different…

The early part of the day was spent at a tattoo parlor. I was getting a few pieces done and I was lucky enough to have Diana with me. Even though she was gone for an hour to get her nails done– a light blue– I still owed her. She picked the movie (Cabin in the Woods) and then insisted we go out to a nearby bar to dance. I’m not someone who dances often, but I relented. She watched me get stabbed by a needle for a few hours, so it was only fair that we spend the rest of the evening doing what she wanted. So we got dressed, me in a pair of jeans and a tank top and her in a little black dress. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think she was trying to get laid tonight. We made the walk a few blocks to the bar in question, one that is a normal dive-y place downstairs but has a dj on weekend nights upstairs. We got a drink (gin/tonic for me, vodka/club for her) while we waited on the line to get upstairs and finally made it.

[FFM], When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 3)

*Note for anyone reading this*

If violence and sex aren’t your thing, then this probably isn’t going to be your cup of tea. Also, there’s some crying. However, even though it might seem like it to some, there was never any rape. Everyone involved were consenting adults. That’s not to say that everyone was enjoying everything that happened, but if I had wanted it to stop at any point all I ever had to do was to say that I didn’t want it. This point will be especially true for *Part 4*

Thank you for reading.

**Part 3**