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S.M.O.M.S: Ingrid, Ch 9, part 2/2. [Fm, reluctant, oral, anal, slow, mast, mdom]

S.M.O.M.S. (Ingrid) by DiscipleN
Chapter 9, part 2

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Several days remained until Thursday morning. I waded through them with renewed spirit. Claire and I were as conversational as we had been before I hated her. Garrick and I had irregular but fair sex. Some nights were better than others, but none were bad. Garrick confessed, he wasn’t particularly interested in my fetish. He found it a bit intimidating. I reiterated, I’d gladly take it out, for anal sex or any kind of sex with him. He encouraged me to enjoy it. I worried I was enjoying it too much. It had become my primary focus when masturbating during the day.

No major fires flared, leading up to Thursday morning. I arrived early to help flag down Janice, if she had trouble finding the right tree. She did, but not because she was intellectually challenged. The map I drew was utter shit. I was lucky to spot her car three blocks away. If she hadn’t been driving slower than a golf cart, I wouldn’t have rescued her from my bad diagram.

“Oh. I see. It kinda makes sense.” She held the map at all angles until one fit her model of the local universe. Read more »

S.M.O.M.S: Ingrid, Ch 9, part 1/2. [Fm, reluctant, oral, anal, slow, mast, mdom]

S.M.O.M.S. (Ingrid) by DiscipleN

Chapter 9, part 1

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When I told Claire the news, she yelled. “How could you?”

I heard myself yell back, “It was you!” I blinked with disbelief. “What sort of sick human being are you?” A swirl of memories coalesced in my head. Andrew had been dating Claire!

“There was nothing indelicate about our relationship.”

“He’s seventeen. You’re twenty eight! How can you even feel love for a child that young?”

“That’s none of your business.”

“He’s my son, Claire. Now I’m twice glad my mother is taking care of him.”

“Why? Because you couldn’t?”

She got to me. Instead of exploding, I gave a peace offering. “Let’s calm down before we say shit like that.”

“Damn you!” She left the library without signing out. Questions came to me. Why were they meeting at the university? Did it really matter where? I told myself, it was to throw Garrick and I off the scent. That evening, I employed his nose. Read more »

S.M.O.M.S: Ingrid, Ch 8, part 2/2. [Fm, reluctant, oral, anal, slow, mast, mdom]

S.M.O.M.S. (Ingrid) by DiscipleN

Chapter 8, part 2

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Mother arrived at five fourteen.

“Andrew.” I stated, upon seeing him still alive.

“Tell your son to take a shower. Use the pumice soap on that grease.”

“I thought you hated that soap.”

“I hate grease stains worse.”

“Hi, Mom.” Andrew greeted. “Bye, Mom.” He headed to the bathroom.

“I’ll get dinner started.” I turned towards the kitchen.

“We’ll eat out tonight.”

It turns out, her auto shop doubled its business while she was away. Some rookie mechanic suggested maybe advertising would help. He was wrong, but that got her proxy to rethink how they presented themselves.

Mom liked to keep a tidy and nice looking home. Her workplace was where she could let her hair down, except it would get caught in a fan belt. So she tied it up. She let everything else in her shop hang out. It was a maze of parts and dirty rags and bad smells. In a word, it was freedom. After discovering her daughter’s awful secret, she discovered that her true love had gotten a make over. It had become clean and professional. Every useful part had been organized and logged into a database. Everything else went to recycling. Read more »

S.M.O.M.S: Ingrid, Ch 8, part 1. [Fm, reluctant, oral, anal, slow, mast, mdom]

S.M.O.M. (Ingrid) by DiscipleN

Chapter 8 (part 1)

Now that Mother had officially called me, I expected her to hang up, and I never would speak with her again. “I don’t want to lose you, Mother.” I pleaded. My well exercised tear ducts ratcheted up to full gear.

“I’m suppose to talk it out with you.” She huffed. “Talk.”

“It’s all my fault.”

“I doubt that. You and Andrew don’t have that dynamic.” Mother knew because my son’s dynamic took after hers.

“Yes, he was complicit.” I backpedaled. “But I never should have involved him.”

“Talk.”

“I-I have a fetish, Mother. You saw it.”

“I don’t know what I saw anymore. It was so wrong, I blacked it from my mind.”

Interesting choice of color. “I finally told Garrick about it. He’s more understanding than I expected.” After you left, I never sought Andrew’s help again. From now on, Garrick will help me.”

“You need therapy.”

“I do, Mom, but I was told at a young age that shrinks are dinks for believing they can mess around with people’s heads.”

“This isn’t about me.” Read more »

Harry Potter and the Hogwarts pervert (part 10)

(Warning: this is a netorare/cuckolding kind of story, and its definitely not for everyone. So if you’re reading this just because you like Harry Potter, you’re going to have a bad time. Probably.)

The next few days for Harry were miserable. Not quite sure where his outburst came from, he wished he could take it back. It was something he said in the heat of the moment, the dirtiest thought that came to him. It didn’t really mean anything… did it?

During those days, spent well away from Ms. Davies, Harry had plenty of time to think. And yet, after all that time deep in contemplation, the answer still wasn’t clear.

He told himself that theres no way he’d actually want to see that happen. Having already seen it, he hated Michael for it. However, there was also no denying that if his body hadn’t been petrified solid at the time, he probably would’ve had an erection. But is that maybe just because of Ms. Davies? He had spent so much time wondering what she looked like naked and he finally got to see it. Perhaps it had nothing to do with Michael? But perhaps it did. As confused as ever, the only thing Harry knew for certain is that he shouldn’t have said it. Read more »

Harry Potter and the Hogwarts pervert (part 10)

(Warning: this is a netorare/cuckolding kind of story, and its definitely not for everyone. So if you’re reading this just because you like Harry Potter, you’re going to have a bad time. Probably.)

The next few days for Harry were miserable. Not quite sure where his outburst came from, he wished he could take it back. It was something he said in the heat of the moment, the dirtiest thought that came to him. It didn’t really mean anything… did it?

During those days, spent well away from Ms. Davies, Harry had plenty of time to think. And yet, after all that time deep in contemplation, the answer still wasn’t clear.

He told himself that theres no way he’d actually want to see that happen. Having already seen it, he hated Michael for it. However, there was also no denying that if his body hadn’t been petrified solid at the time, he probably would’ve had an erection. But is that maybe just because of Ms. Davies? He had spent so much time wondering what she looked like naked and he finally got to see it. Perhaps it had nothing to do with Michael? But perhaps it did. As confused as ever, the only thing Harry knew for certain is that he shouldn’t have said it. Read more »

Eager to Play [M/F] [BDSM] [MDom] [Fsub] [Oral]

I take a picture of myself pinching one pierced nipple and send it to you. A few minutes later, my phone goes off.

“Eager to play, huh? I’m 10 minutes away. I want your butt plug in by the time I get home.”

I walk over to the dresser, retrieve the lube, bend over and press the tip against my hole, pushing back against it some to ease the stretching. The plug inserted, I pull my jeans up and return to the living room to wait.

A few minutes later, you walk through the door.

“I’m happy to be home, to the favorite part of my day, babygirl.”

You walk over to me, wrap me in an embrace and lean down to kiss me gently, you tongue between my lips. Your hands slide into my pockets and pull me against you.

You give me a look just before remove a hand from my pocket and playfully smack my ass cheek, then reach down to press on my butt plug, causing me to jump and squeal.

“Would you like a drink, Daddy?” Read more »

Older [M] guy gives college girl [F] her first oral orgasm

Wanted to share a hot recent true hook up story…. I am 45, have always been single, and recently have been infatuated with younger (legal!) women. I put a post up on Whisper recently jokingly mentioning it would be nice to have someone ride my beard that night, surprisingly I had a cute Asian college student reply to my post. She mentioned how college guys were really really bad at giving girls oral and she wanted to try an older guy. She asked if it was ok that me giving her oral was all we did, and although it didn’t seem like the most intimate experience I agreed. She actually came over to my place during the day, I was working from home and she was on her lunch break. After exchanging pleasantries and getting comfortable with each other I asked if I could peel her jean shorts off and get to work. Was pleasantly surprised that she had no panties on, and when I dug in her freshly waxed pussy was already dripping wet. I think she was excited for our little meeting. After teasing her for a bit I went to work on her clit with my tongue while I slid my fingers in and out. I still had my clothes on but I was rock hard by now and loving working on her wet pussy. She told me she didn’t want to have sex but asked if I could rub my cock on her pussy, so I stripped down and just rubbed my rock hard tip on her clit. Of course after doing that she was begging me to slide it in, and the next thing I knew I was balls deep inside of her. Ended up fucking for a good couple of hours, multiple orgasms from both of us, and she claims that she’s never going to be able to hook up with a college guy again. Old dudes rule!

I helped [M]y best friend’s girl[F]riend with revenge sex [Very long, part 2]

Hi, this is the last part of my fling with Sue. Part 1 was [here]([https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9y67ek/my_best_friend_begged_me_to_sleep_with_his/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9y67ek/my_best_friend_begged_me_to_sleep_with_his/)) if you needed the backstory. As mentioned previously, English is not my first language so I do apologize if the writing is not so good. With the exception of names being changed and the conversations translated from my native language, the entire story is true. If it is too long, just skip to the part with [TLDNR].

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(The first paragraph below is from Sue’s recollection to me)

After my best friend Zack came home on Sunday night, he was grinning from ear to ear. His girlfriend Sue got mad that he treated the whole thing like something recreational, his nonchalance as opposed to Sue thinking that both of them needed to talk things out badly. Zack was constantly on the phone texting Quinn, and Sue felt neglected.

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Coming with HR [MFF] [Oral]

Rumors started spreading around the office like wildfire since Jan, Human Resources Manager, was fired without any inclination nor knowledge she had done anything to warrant such an action. The news came down from Greg, the Vice President, in an email that was sent in a matter of hours after his meeting with Jan and the director. She had come out of the meeting with her mascara running down her face and hurriedly slammed the door behind her as she entered her office. Approximately an hour later, security showed up to escort Jan out of the building with her box of belongings nestled carefully under her arm. The hushed conversations erupted as everyone, including myself, tried to discern from the email and rumor mill, what exactly happened. No one seemed to have any idea and the rumors were bogus and creative to say the least. It’s not every day, an HR manager, is fired on the spot without a shred of knowledge of wrong doing had occurred. The company was quite well off and so downsizing couldn’t have been the trigger for the firing. Curiosity overwhelmed the office that day and nothing seemed to get done. The life in an office environment could be taxing at times, but the drama that is prevalent, keeps the job interesting. Read more »