The Maiden-Mothers of Haverach, Part 2 [ff] [anal] [oral] [preg] [monster] [weird] [fantasy]

Kate woke to an urgent tug on her arm. She stared at the stone ceiling in disbelief; it felt impossible that she would find herself still in the alcove and not wrapped up in bed. The red girl looked down at at her wide-eyed, wearing an expression of concern. “Come. Come,” she said. “The rings are heating.”

True enough, the concentric metal rings beneath her were warm to the touch. “They will be red hot in a moment,” said Yewet. “That would burn even me. We must retreat to the Mating Hall until the heat subsides. Kate–it is rare for the Father to force us out of hiding like this.”

Kate felt cold terror run from her throat to somewhere in her belly as they stumbled out of the gap and into the vastness of the hall. “Is it because of me?”

The Maiden-Mothers of Haverach, Part 1 [ff] [anal] [oral] [preg] [weird] [fantasy]

Kate's phone droned twice in her handbag, urgent and insistent. She took her gaze from the road for all of a second. Her bag chose just that moment to come adrift from its place on her passenger seat, rolling up the seat-back like a thing alive. Her glowing phone and sundry other personal effects spilled weightlessly from the bag's open zipper. The horizon beyond the passenger window rotated with ponderous slowness, the bright morning sky and the dark of the Dakota hills exchanging places twice. Her engine keened like a wounded animal so she eased her foot off the gas. Somewhere glass shattered. Before she had quite realised her mistake she was subsumed in darkness.

Kate woke with a hypnic jerk, the sudden sensation of falling that causes sleepers to reel from the edge of dreaming. She gasped for breath, arching her spine and kicking her legs. She threw out her arms as if to halt her fall. She expected to feel her bed, or even the ceiling of her car, but the floor beneath her was naught but cold, dewy stone.

“Quiet, They’ll Hear You!” [f/f]

Hey everyone! It's me again! So, the girl from my last story and I have been seeing each other regularly, it's been a TON of fun. ;) We had a particularly hot session that I thought I'd share with you all.

So, a few days after our first encounter, she invited me over to her parent's house to hang out. She asked me to bring something fun, so I knew what she had in mind. She was thinking her parents would be gone for the night and we'd have the house to ourselves. When I got there, carrying my backpack, turned out her parents didn't go anywhere. So, we went up to her room, she apologized, thinking nothing was going to happen.

Some background, her parents are pretty conservative and don't know she's into girls. So she was nervous and didn't want to be caught fucking a girl in her room. Well, I tried to relax her.

One time [f]un with an a[m]azing leggy blonde

Hi people, 1st time, long time. Here is the recent story of me and a girl I thought I got pregnant, she isn't so this becomes a pleasant/awkward/sexy story.

On the Friday I had decided, this was the time, I am going to go celibate, no fap no nothing for two weeks, the reason was because I had started to get a little sex obsessed, it filled all my thoughts, it wasn't healthy at all. That Saturday I decided to get just absolutely wrecked, rum, tequila, a lot of throwing up. Needless to say I didn't sleep that much. Sunday comes around and I'm quite hungover, I manage to sneak an hours worth of a nap in, nothing at all satisfactory. 3 o'clock rolls around and I get a text from Kiara…

[M]y trip to China, and my sexy Mexican [f]lirt there.

I have decided I am going to try this out. This is going to be a >long story<, and that is just how it is, if you do not like it, I suggest moving on. Or go straight to the sex at the TL;DR. I have been a long time lurker and about 2 years ago I always read with jealousy, never believing I would get to experience such crazy things myself.

Some background about me, I live in a northern european country that happen to be the very one country the founder of IKEA was born in. I'm about 5'8 (174 cm), I have rather long, extremely curly hair and a pair of blue eyes. Body shape, on the bigger end. I would not say fat, but definitly chubby.

The following story is real, believe it as you wish, but I will clean it up a little. (No one wants to hear about cleaning up, problems and insecurities.) I, 20 year old male decided to go to China to study Chinese. I am a vivid fan of languages and I needed to get away from home due to a broken heart with memories that would not let go of me.

[F21/M30] Fucking a guy I met on RandomActsOfBlowjob

This is my first posting at GoneWildStories! /u/vvc76 and I met due to /r/RandomActsOfBlowjob. Here is My original post, this is the success story, my version – his version is here. He's posted a few times here and encouraged me to do it.

This is our first time fucking

I woke late on Saturday morning, and looking up at the ceiling of my room, all I could think was "I sucked a random guy's cock last night." I didn't know how to make sense of it, but all I could think is that I crossed over some invisible barrier. Before last night, I'd been a "regular" girl. Sure, I'd hooked up with a guy here or there, but nothing like this. Last night, I'd done something that pretty much all of society would frown upon. What would happen if down the road, a serious boyfriend asked me what the craziest thing I ever did was? Would I lie? What if I loved him? What if that was the thing that broke up a great relationship in the future, that I decided to meet a guy off the internet and give him a blow job? My immediate answer to this was that any guy that I would ever seriously date and/or think about marrying shouldn't be concerned with my past or what I have done. Also, messages had flooded in on Reddit. I had requests from all over, despite the "Don't PM me anymore." I was also advised that this probably would continue – forever. Great. After one person encouraged me to write up my story, I did. And then he commented on it.

A convention meet, an unexpected (and unexpectedly exciting) interruption (F/M)

It's anime convention weekend for me again, which saw me packing up a handful of outfits and heading across the country for a convention in a hotel for a few days, offering up an exciting opportunity to catch up with a few friends who I hadn't seen in a while and, maybe, some other possibilities.

Once I arrived and checked into the hotel on Friday I fired up Tinder, and found myself spending spare moments whilst sat with a drink or chatting idly swiping away. By Saturday I'd spotted a few people who were clearly at the convention – some struck up conversation just to chat while others were far flirtier. In particular, I found myself having an increasingly heated conversation with a guy hired to handle lighting for the event – he had no clue about anime or cosplay but seemed interesting, but when we actually met up to say hi he was… well, a bit of an egocentric jerk. We chatted before he had an event to man the lights for and he suggested meeting up later, but I made my excuses and let our conversation peter out feeling a little disappointed – by Saturday night, I was pretty frustrated, and sharing a hotel room meant there was nothing I could do about it.

Asleep on the Train [MF][Sleep-play][Quickie]

Usually there's more story when I write something but this just sort of jumps right into the lust, enjoy!


"What're those?" I ask you as you drop a couple tablets into your hand.

"Sleeping pills," you say, "I just want to be asleep for the ride, and then wake up when it ends. This will give me 8 solid hours."

I nod and watch you take the pills. We're on a an early morning train in Rome, about to head to Paris. It's usually a straight 12 hours but we got cheaper tickets by taking a longer trip. First we have this 8 hour train ride. Then we stop at a station and get off at a small town where the train company has provided us with a hotel to stay in for the day. The town is supposed to be nice anyway. Then take the night train to Paris, which is another 6 hour ride.

The Secretary. [M,F,oral,office]

It has been a good while that I have been looking for a reliable secretary or assistant. The last few I had, who were hired by my company for me, just did not fit the bill. They were too slow, too lazy, or just too “stiff” for what I was looking for. Sara was just not skilled in what I needed. Laura was not reliable. Jenna was just not…well, she was just not. I am the CEO of a software firm and I needed someone to take care of things around the office for me and run errands for me. Someone to put out small fires that sprung up. I needed basic help. We have an HR department that has been doing the hiring for the spot, but nothing stuck. I got frustrated and said to seek out on my own.

Schoolgirl, Part Two [Mf]

[Part one was removed when I linked this second installment. Working to put it back up.]

Finally tired of waiting, Aly gave a big, pathetic hiccup, wiping non-tears from her eyes. Looking over, Mr. Hale instantly cursed.

"Aly – shit!" he hissed, pulling her close and grabbing her shirt to pull it back up over her exposed body. But he seemed to forget the weight of a solid D-cup. Aly silently thrilled as he fumbled, his hand making full contact with the underside of her breast. She gave a fake gasp as he tried to hook his fingers into her neckline, inadvertently jiggling her and eventually giving up in absolute horror of himself. "Aly, I… fuck. I'm so sorry. Please fix yourself," he murmured.

Her panties now just as wet as her top, she did. But by the time they began walking again, they noticed they were no longer alone in the hall.

About three yards away stood Vice Principal Hilbrandt and a cop, both freshly exited from the front office. They both stood there, eyes wide, frozen in shock.

"Sir!" Mr. Hale blurted, standing in front of Aly to block their view.