The screen of her smartphone glowed under the cover. She had been trolling this chat room for almost an hour, but found no one interesting. As soon as they found she was a girl, the chat turned juvenile, and guttural. She turned over and adjusted her panty that had become moist. She was unsure if it was real arousal or just the dry heat. Any urges that seemed to have existed, evaporated with the badly framed questions and misdirected sexual energy of the chat room. She was tempted to take off her tshirt so she could sleep peacefully in the oppressive heat. But she settled for airing her hair, rolling up her tshirtto expose her belly, and hitching her faded skirt just above her knees. She rolled over and went to sleep, with the restlessness that marks a job unfinished.
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Seeing My older Lover Again (MF, Extreme Age Gap, squirting, fisting, cheating)
This is a sequel to a story that was only going to be one part. I’ve decided to make it three.
The Barista and The Business Man(Mf, Extreme Age Gap, anal, fisting) from eroticliterature
It was towards the end of my first semester of my freshman year when I received a message from James telling me he would be back in town for business. James was the sixty year old guy I fucked for a week when he was in town for a work convention. I was working at the coffee shop in the hotel he was staying at. The weekend before I found my boyfriend making out with another girl so I decided to make myself feel better by fucking an older man who came through for their morning coffee.
We stayed in touch after he went home. The two of us would send each other dirty pictures and videos. It had been almost two months since we last saw each other. He’d be in town the week before I would be going home for winter break.
[F] I (F46) need a new title but this is just more of the same story [Part IX: Life Writing]
This is a new chapter in the saga I started here: https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u33z2w/f_i_f45_had_a_secret_affair_for_8_months_it/. It’s different, but the story of me and Keith was mostly done. This is still part of that story, with a different focus.
It was Scott who encouraged me to take a life writing class that was being offered as a night class for adults in my school board. Teachers got a discount, it was pretty cheap to begin with, and it was close to home one night a week. Scott suggested it’d be good for me to try my hand at writing, something I had always wanted to do since high school. When Scott and I met I was giving it a try, publishing a few poems in zines (remember those) and even in a few literary journals, and “working on a novel,” as I said for years before I had to admit to myself that I wasn’t, not anymore.
Actual full swap with other couple [MF]
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For the next couple of weeks, we texted with Ethan and Cindy back and forth. We shared pics, videos, flirted, teased, and were downright naughty. Ethan works nights during the week, and Saturdays are not always good for them, but my wife and I had an open weekend and I suggested we get together. They let us know they didn’t have a babysitter, so I jokingly suggested we get a hotel room and do a full exchange. Cindy and I, and then Ethan and wifey. I didn’t know I would turn three people on so much with one little statement. There was an enthusiastic yes from all corners.
I got a hotel near Ethan and Cindy. My wife went to a local restaurant to do some work and I went to the hotel. Cindy showed up a little while later, dressed up, makeup on and looking great. I welcomed her in, and immediately started kissing her, touching her and exploring her body. We chatted for a few seconds and then I told her that Ethan had requested pictures of her blowing me with her wedding ring showing. I told her to get me hard, and look at me while I snapped several photos.
My 18th birthday [F]
This happened a couple years ago, currently I’m 20yo
I had a best friend, lets call him Joe. We were inseparable and he was the best friend I could ever ask. And for my 18th birthday he gifted me something I’ll never forget.
Back to my 18th birthday, I was at his place just playing some fifa and he suddenly asked me if I was a virgin and If I’m curious about the male anatomy. I told him I was and yes, I was curious but never had any chance of getting to know better. No kidding, he kissed me. He fucking kissed me right there at the sofa playing fifa and my heart was racing, his hands were playing all over my body, he grabbed my waist and went up to my boobs caressing gently. I felt something I’ve never felt before. A warmth between my legs.
[M/M] Best friends to boyfriends (dirty talk, first time)
“Surprise!”
Jacob was supposed to be coming back to the states next week, Milo had prepared to fly home to see him and they would finally get to spend some time together. Like the cheeky guy he was, he had booked an earlier flight so he could surprise his boyfriend.
Boyfriend.
It had been months and Milo still felt a little thrill when he thought about it. Butterflies swooped in his stomach, and he had no idea what to do with the feeling.
After his embarrassing airport confession, Jacob only had a few days with him before he had to return to his internship. With their relationship so new, Milo had floundered a bit. It took some time, but he settled into their long-distance relationship. Being able to talk to Jacob everyday was like a soothing balm to his soul. Most of the time they talked about nothing, but it didn’t matter. Hearing his voice, seeing his texts, they all made him happier than he ever could recall being.
While he was happy, in a lot of ways, it sucked—there was no substitute for being able to see and touch Jacob.
The Barista and The Business Man(Mf, Extreme Age Gap, anal, fisting)
This I wrote not too long ago. I’ve been on a much younger woman older guy mood lately. This is by no means a true story but there are some things that are true peppered in there.
When I was eighteen I worked part time in a coffee shop located in a hotel. Lots of business people would come through. if there was a convention, some people would be out there for a whole week sometimes.
I have a dirty mind and sometimes would wonder how some people would be in bed. I wouldn’t dwell on it but it would be a fleeting thought. I enjoyed flirting with customers and getting some people’s day off with a bit of an ego boost.
I usually dated guys around my own age but had fucked quite a few older men. With older men it was usually about the sex. I loved being their little fuck toys and of course they treated me like I was a sex goddess.
I used to think men in their thirties and forties were at their best especially when they were hot however an affair I had with a fifty nine year old man the summer before I went away to college changed my perspective.
I fucked the wrong girl. Sort of. [MF]
This happened a few weeks ago.
I have taken two creative liberties, here. The first, as always, is to change names for anonymity. The second, is that there was a piece of information that I didn’t have when all this was happening; the story is a bit hotter *with* that information, so I’m revealing it right at the start of the action (which is at the xxxxxx line) rather than surprising you with it at the end. Hope that’s the best way to tell the story.
Introductions, first:
I’m Dan – since I became single, I’ve been doing a load of exercise, so along with my broad shoulders (which are my favourite feature), I’ve also managed to give myself a six-pack… as long as I’m standing in a particular light, at a particular angle. My cock is average length, but a bit girthier and cut.
Emily is a girl I used to have a crush on, but I grew out of it. She looks like a pre-transition Elliot Page; watching Inception was disconcerting, they’re so similar. About 5’2″, long black/dark brown hair, slender build (maybe toned?), pale skin but rosy cheeks and lips. I would guess C-cups; she is very much an English Rose in appearance. She’s in her mid-forties, to my mid thirties. On this occasion she was wearing a tight red jumper and skinny jeans, which showed off her body nicely.
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Morosexual. I hated that term. But’s what my friends thought I was, when they met my girlfriend. They said she was an idiot, a bimbo and oblivious to the world around her. I hated them for saying that. I knew she could make that impression on people, but I knew her better than my friends. I didn’t understand it myself but I had seen her incredible intelligence on display, even if it wasn’t the kind my friends, the ones from my college, thought were valid. I had met Neha on a dating app, in the final year of my science and her arts course, and we’d been together for two years now.
[MF] Manipulated by her Husband’s Best Friend (Part 2)
Mack nervously sipped her wine, her eyes darting from side to side surveying the room. She felt the cold air on her exposed skin, making her feel silly, making her feel like a whore.
Every so often, she caught one of the men glance her way, felt their gaze linger on her too long. She saw her husband Paul’s coworker, Alan, do it more than once. His wife was right there!
She shouldn’t have never worn this dress, she thought. Should never have done any of this. But once it started, it became too hard to stop.
She saw Jordan look at her then. He was in the middle of a conversation with Paul, but clearly wasn’t listening. Mack got tunnel vision. The rest of the party faded to blackness. The only thing she could focus on was his face. His gaze. He lightly licked his lips like a wolf eyeing its prey. He gulped his wine down, put his hand on Paul’s arm, and excused himself. He started walking right towards her. Mack froze. She couldn’t breath. Couldn’t move. Couldn’t think. He brushed right past her on his way past her and upstairs. He was gone.