Time Traveling Temptations PT1 (MF) (Time Travel) (Squirting) (Creampie) (Facesitting)

(Short story written for my wife’s fantasies. Part 1 of a series. Comments and feed back are more than welcome. Otherwise hope you enjoy it as much as she did reading it and I did writing it.)

**Time Traveling Temptations PT1**

Diana wiped her forehead with the back of her hand as she took a step back from her lab table. She sank backwards into her battered but worn comfy chair and exhaled long and hard. Her fingers shook and her pulse raced. This was it. It was done. Finally.

Kicking backwards and spinning her swivel chair as she let out a celebratory cheer. The joyful celebration echoed around her large lab, empty save for the piles of machinery, cabling and power sources. She took it all in as she spun and spun before slamming her feet down and scooting back to her main table with glee. Her fingers gripped the edge of the table as her face was drawn close to an elegant hand and wrist device. The sleek white surface glowed with internal power, emitting a soft white light. She slipped it onto her hand delicately and fastened the wrist straps.

My BF wanted to try being bi [FMM]

So, my BF is probably the kinkiest dude I know and is literally into everything under the sun sexually and introduced me to some whacky shit over the last six months. About a month ago I asked him if I could try pegging him, and he was down.

The strapon showed up from Amazon, we had a few drinks and by the end of the night I had him bent over the edge of the bed while I fucked his ass with a 7″ strapon. It was awesome. We got more and more into it over the next couple weeks. One time, he wore the strapon and double penetrated me and it was AMAZING – now that’s on the rotation haha.

Anywhoo, Rob and I hooked up with a friend of mine one night while rolling balls and had a great time. Afterwards he asked me if I’d ever had a threesome with two guys, especially bi-guys, and I had – but never bi guys. The few threesomes I’ve had with guys, they kind of stayed on the opposite sides of me and kept a distance. Especially the one with two brothers in high school.

Super hot business chick just went nuts on me [MF]

My car broke down and I had to book a hotel room in the middle of nowhere. A woman got off the elevator at the same floor. She wore grey high heels, grey stockings, a grey skirt, a grey business jacket, a button-up black shirt, and a light pink scarf. She had dark-rim glasses and her jet-black hair was tied tightly back. She was maybe 30 or 32, fit and tall. She looked fierce, like she ate raw flesh for breakfast. You could cut yourself on her jaw line.

I felt awkward walking in front of her in the same direction she walked. She stomped more than walked. Under pressure, I got confused by the room numbers and stopped and started. She shot past me like a low-flying fighter jet and said, “I sure hope they didn’t give us the same room.” We both laughed, but they were completely different kinds of laughs. It turned out her room was directly across the hallway from mine.

The Gangbang of Catan: Nocturne of Naughtiness [Group]

This is part 2 of what I hope will only be 3 parts. [Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cnf4vh/the_gangbang_of_catan_prelude_to_debauchery_group/) is mostly backstory, plus the event that led to this night. It has dirty moments, but doesn’t go full-out porno. Part 2 is dirtier. Feel free to start there if that’s your thing, but I tend to think the full context is hotter.
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I spent the rest of that evening reliving the moment Tiffany exposed herself to us. The softness of her breast evident from the way her knuckle dug into it as her fingers slid past. I told myself I could see the texture – the goosebumps – around her nipples, they were so hard. Her nipples had stabbed toward us, swollen, like they needed someone’s tender, or not-so-tender attention.

As my hand worked my cock, I reminded myself of the flush to her cheeks afterward. About the way she seemed in such a rush to leave, but not with embarrassment. I imagined her, back in her bed, her fingers furiously working her pussy, her panties soaked through and discarded on the floor. I came three times that night, which was something of a record for me for self love as far as I could remember.

Submitting To My Bi Side (Part 1)

The thunder crash jolted me out of my trance. I had been staring at the menu boards in this coffee shop for what seemed to be an eternity. Was there an artist here who did all the chalk artwork, or was it all preprinted? Could I do that? Probably not. Was one of the baristas also an artist, or did they pay someone specifically to do these menu boards? No, it was probably a corporate thing that they just sent out to all the locations. But was there an artist who did it? No, it was probably just computer generated. Ok who cares?

The rain was really coming down now, and I was hoping this wouldn’t ruin what I had planned for this evening.

I had gotten my coffee a half an hour before, and I was just sitting at an open table. Waiting. She wasn’t late. I was just early. I wasn’t even sure if I should be there. I just felt like I had to get there first, settle in. Get the home field advantage.

The Gangbang of Catan: Prelude to Debauchery [Group]

This is the prequel story to my upcoming story about a game of Settlers of Catan that turned into a very steamy night between friends. I planned on putting it all in one story, but it got kind of long, so I cut it off after the events that set the stage for our night of fun.

I had a great group of friends in high school and college in the mid 2000s. We were definitely the nerdy bunch, but there were enough of us that we never felt particularly bullied or “othered.” Maybe some people tried to bully us, but we were too busy having a good time to notice.

There were around 23 of us if you included all the tertiary people, but mostly we were solid core of 12; 8 guys and 4 girls. We used to hang out all the time watching movies (the lord of the rings, star wars, shaun of the dead, and more), playing video games (civilization 4 hotseat, James bond: the world is not enough on an old GameCube, ocarina of time, and old school pokemon), and playing other kinds of games, from ping pong to monopoly to spades to settlers of Catan. Like I said, we weren’t “cool,” but it didn’t matter. We had a good time.

I [F] lost a bet (of sorts) with a dude [M] at a party.

This is something of mix between a TIFU and TIL.
But as I doubt either of those forums would welcome it I’ll share my sordid story here.

Before I start though. I know that there is a spectrum of how often/easily girls can cum, but I’m definitely more than most but less than others (based on girl talk with friends and limited porn watching). If I’m in a horny/bored mood I can masturbate well into double digits no problem, and on average during sex I’ll have maybe 4 to 6 typically. Not bragging, just relevant data.

Also relevant to point out that in my admittedly limited experience with guys (3 bfs and 1 one-night stand) I have only been with guys who are in the ‘one and done’ camp. There was one bf who could sometimes cum twice in a session but it was rare for him.

Alright, so that said, last weekend I was invited with a gf over to a house party. She and I had just come back from a week camping and I was looking forward to a night alone to have a long bath and get cleaned up etc. But the house belonged to a stupidly rich friend of hers and it had a huge pool and hot tub and seemed like a fun so we went.

The Pill 3[cheating][sci fi][FM]

I couldn’t get her out of my head. The way she seduced me, used me, made me forget all about my girlfriend. I had loved and been faithful to Katy for years, never once thinking of straying. How, in one night, did Holly get so deep into my head that I would do such a thing? I had never been a cheater, not once in any relationship had I ever been unfaithful. I had plenty of chances over the years, but I had never been so enthralled by a woman in my life. Holly was beautiful, sultry, and most importantly, confident. She knew what she wanted and she didn’t hesitate to go after it, it was sexy. Unfortunately, what she wanted, was me.

I spent that entire night lying in bed next to Katy, beating myself up for my actions just hours before. My weakness took over and allowed it to happen, but, during the act, there was something different. Her body wasn’t like Katy’s, or for that matter, like any other woman I had ever been with. Her pussy wasn’t just tight, it seemed to have a mind of it’s own. She somehow managed to squeeze me in inhuman ways, knowing exactly when to compress and contract her muscles around my manhood. How could that be? It was as if she somehow had control over everything inside her. Her wetness, her tightness, it was like a fantasy. No woman had ever felt that good to penetrate, and she seemed to massage my shaft with her moist hole in just the right way to make me weak.

The day I [F]ound out I could squirt – [Long] [Photo]

This is the story of how I found out I could squirt. I’ve also included some photos showing me using the exact device that caused said squirt, and many more since ?

For about as long as I can remember, I’ve been playing with myself.

I don’t remember the exact age, but I know by the time I started puberty around age 11, I had already known how to orgasm for many years.

It was something I did atleast daily.

I remember on my 19th birthday, being recently single, treating myself to 19 orgasms by my own hands.

I never had anything to use except my fingers until my boyfriend at the time and I went to a sex shop around ten years ago, and we bought a back massager. Yes, the one I mentioned in my window washer story ?

This hand held ‘back massager’ changed my life. An orgasm from my hands was never anything like one from the vibrations of this machine.

It also lead me to trying other things like a shower head (also highly recommended to the ladies out there)

Get Down With The Thiccness Part 4 [Cheating] [Public]

Christine bit her plump lip as she looked nervously at Alexa, she held the skirt in her hand, reached out for the manager to take it. Christine quickly snatched it out of the hand of Alexa as she quickly slipped it on.

“So…that’s what you’ve been doing these past few days…fucking our floor manager.” Alexa crossed her arms under her large breasts pushing them up making them look even larger. George entered the room from behind his squeeze, looking embarrassed. He nodded slowly. His heart was thumping on his rib cage, it felt like shock waves pulsed through his entire body. He felt sick that he had gotten caught.

“Alexa, I can explain…” Christine muttered as she nervously held her hands together. Christine had known Alexa for a few years, she knew what being caught meant for her career. She had accepted it as the awkward silence after her sentence continued.

“You can explain to the campus committee.” Alexa said angrily. Her teeth where clenched angrily, voice seeping though them like a dragon spewing smoke. Christine nodded slowly and proceeded to exit the apartment, she looked over at George who looked like he was feeling sick. She huffed loudly and left the room, closing the door quietly leaving George and Alexa alone.