nth visit

I’ve been here so many times and yet it never ceases to amaze me. Rows of vulva after vulva. Hairy, shaved, brown, pink, large clit, small labia, anything you can imagine. The women take 2 hour shifts lying on their backs with only their vulvas and asses exposed. Now that I think about it, reminds me a little of some Czech gloryhole porn I watched. I take a deep breath and scan the room. Being here always feels overwhelming at first and I get side-tracked. Once it wears off, I’m bored again. I decide to walk down the rows and tease.

I walk by and flick every clit I walk by. These girls are such hard workers, they’ve become desensitized to things like this. I suppose at this point it’s more for me than it is for them. I flick the clit of a brown woman with a landing strip in the fourth row and she jumps. *Jumps*. My dick jumped. She must be new. It’s been a while since I felt a newbie. I flick her clit again and she jumps again. Now I’m hard. I rub her clit lightly with my index finger and she jumps higher. Did she moan? It must be her first day. Was I the first one to have her since her shift started?

A Hotwife at The Glory Hole [MF][MMF][Oral][Bi]

# A Hotwife at The Glory Hole

A story by UK_Hotwife_and_Hubby ([ukhotwifeandhubby@gmail.com](mailto:ukhotwifeandhubby@gmail.com))

“Come on, we’ll have a look. See what they’ve got.” Carol said as we stood outside of the sex shop in Amsterdam on a rare weekend away. We’d had a few drinks and a bit of a smoke so were quite merry and giggly and quite horny.

“I’ll buy you a new toy.” I said. I’d thought about buying her a nice big realistic dildo for when I’m done and she’s not.

We entered the large, brightly lit and very modern shop. I always imagined them to be little dark seedy places, but this was far from that. We started browsing their wares in the toys for her section.

“What about that. Should satisfy you.” Laughing and pointing to the biggest dildo I’d ever seen. It must have been eighteen inches long and twelve inches around, also black as night.

“Cheeky cunt!” Carol said. “Maybe that one.” She pointed to a tiny little one, four inches long by maybe two inches around. “Might be a bit tight after you though.” And then burst out laughing.

[MF] Working at a bar isn’t boring.

My 2nd job was as a bartender at this wood paneled dive in “Elvis country.” Simone (not her real name) was just a straight up cutie. She rode horses for some event thing. Fit body, smallish tits, and nice hips. She had long strawberry blonde hair, she always kept pulled back.

We worked together a lot. After I was able to schedule myself better, I took over the good shifts, W-SAT 6-close (we worked Saturday nights together). She was happy about this as a single mom. We became fast friends and teased each other mercilessly. Our playfulness was always very flirty until our bosses went on vacation.

She was working a double and when I got off from my first job, I came in and handled a couple deliveries while she worked the front. I even went as far as stocking and cleaning up the back for her. Plus I was getting paid, and the bar was dead.

[MFF] [incest] [breeding] By the moonlight

Tom expected the next day would bring drama. A great reveal. Fights. Anger. Jealousy.

And instead, none of that happened. Sara and Francine woke up, went downstairs to make some breakfast, giggled as merrily as two women well fucked could, and called him to join them in front of a nice plate of bacon and a warm cup of coffee.

None of it was what Tom expected. He had fucked his sister in law, his own wife had made out with her own sister, and yet everyone was acting as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

He didn’t break the silence. He dared not. Maybe the women were one word away from exploding in anger and fury. Maybe acting as if nothing had happened was the only sane course of action.

And then.. and then Sara stood up from the table, and before heading to the sink to wash her plate, she kissed Francine’s lips. He looked at them, once again in awe and amazement. No, they were not ignoring the events out of shame. His wife had fully embraced her incestuous relationship with her sister. Was he to do the same? To kiss both women? His brain said no. His dick said yes.

C̶o̶n̶t̶r̶o̶l̶ Freak. [Mf] [cuckold] [masturbate]

So, I write pretty often, in a much different genre, and I am interested in starting to write erotica. I feel this is too light, but I wanted to post it here. This would act as a forward for a dominance, and/or cuckold compendium. I apologize for any spelling errors as I kind of have to work in secret, thanks.

*****

The first thing you should know about my wife, let’s call her Brenda. is that she is in control of everything. She runs her own business without an assistant, manages our family, and always keeps everything from crashing down around us. I have begged her to get an assistant to try and take care of a few things, but she won’t have it, she would rather be exhausted than to lose control. So, you would imagine by disbelief at just how much she lost control while she was folded under a man twice my size, taking deep relentless strokes. Turns out, she was always nine and half inches away from letting go.

Because [h]er husband asked [m]e to.

Be warned. What follows involves a consensual SM scene that was negotiated in advance. Without this context, it would be downright abusive and wrong. Don’t try this at home without negotiation and safewords and enthusiastic consent.

It was early in October a few years ago. After feeling lonely and depressed for at least a month, I finally decided that what I needed was to get in touch with my friends. While getting out of the house and going to the local munches is difficult in my circumstances, chatting with everyone on Facebook whose status was “available” certainly helped my mood. Reconnections were made. It was nice.

What I really didn’t expect, was a message from one of our old fuck buddies the next day, the Dom in a couple we’ve known since before the iPhone. I’ll call him Azazel. Her wife’s name will be Succubus for the purposes of this story.

“You should go fuck my whore wife. Preferably hard, and in the ass.”

Well. Okay then!

[MFM] My Wife’s teasing turns into a wild night Part 2

It was now Saturday morning we had just finished breakfast and we’re going to head out to the lake for a little boating . That morning as Susan and I showered she kept saying how turned on she had been that night and how hard she came with Jacks cock inside her. She explained that after I fell asleep she tried to fall asleep but kept reliving the fucking she just had and got horny again. She explained how she reached down and felt cum still dripping out. She started to massage her pussy with it . These are her words “It was so slippery and thick. It felt good rubbing it on my pussy. The thought of having that much cum inside me with the combination of feeling it on my fingers got my pussy hot again. I started to finger fuck my pussy. I wanted to wake you but you were sound asleep. I fantasized the hole night over again. I wanted a dick back inside me so bad. I got up and got my dildo and shoved it as far as I could get it inside me. I then started rubbing hard on my pussy. I came again but not as big as with the real thing inside me. I pulled the dildo out and I started to suck it clean. I could taste yours and Jacks cum all over it. OMG honey I want to fuck you both again tonight if it’s ok with you.” Her telling me this made my cock hard. She reached down stroked it a few times in the shower then stopped and said “I guess it is ok then. Hold that thought for tonight baby.”

[MF] Are You Decent?

As part of my university program, I was required to take a six-month internship at a tech company to complete my third year. Most of my fellow students choose some German company close to home. I, however, was invited to work in Panama for the website of an online friend that I met through IRC. When I first arrived at my new workplace, straight from the airport, I was stunned to see that the office was inside a huge mansion at the top of a hill. Not your typical tech office, but a peach coloured bunker, with a sky observatory on the roof. Later I learned that it was built by a former NASA employee obsessed with earthquakes, explaining those thick walls. The construction was still ongoing at the time and has probably never been finished.

The boss and my friend had their living quarters at the top floor, my guest room was at the ground level, right next to the main entry. However the first couple months I was mostly alone outside of office hours, together with Charlie the three-legged guard dog, the laundry lady who exclusively used bleach for every housekeeping problem and a small army of construction workers all named Jesus. We didn’t talk much, just casual hola’ every now and then… since my Spanish was spotty at best and they didn’t speak any English at all. Often it was lonely to be honest, as I was a bit starved for meaningful interaction. Charlie understood.

[MF] Long and frustrating story about being terrible at sex

I had just had sex for the first time at the age of 30 (I wrote about it [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/abj88b/mf_losing_my_virginity_late_and_finding_out_that/)), and the next time I met up with her was a meetup event three nights later. After the event, we went for a walk around the city, talking about what happened. I reiterated that I didn’t think I wanted a relationship with her, and she said that was fine and wasn’t expecting anything of me either. I also mentioned that I was pretty bad at sex since it was so new, and of course she laughed and said that she could help me with that. We continued walking, with intermittent make-out sessions, and made plans to meet up the next day. Before parting ways, she gave my semi-hard cock a quick squeeze through my jeans.

The following day, I woke up with pretty much one thing on my mind. I teased myself by watching a bit of porn that morning. I hadn’t jacked off since the night we had sex 4 days prior, so my balls started boiling pretty quickly and precum starting leaking out. I stopped myself there, and spent the rest of the day counting down the hours until her arrival.

[FM] Playing Matchmaker Has Its Benefits

My first time wasn’t great. It wasn’t terrible or anything…it was just okay. I can’t say I really blame my boyfriend at the time. We were both young high school kids and had no idea what we were doing. But the bottom line is that it put me off of the idea of penetrative sex for a while. He and I would fool around, but we only had sex one more time and that wasn’t much better.

So when I went off to college I wasn’t exactly on the prowl for guys. I met plenty of new people and had a lot of new experiences, just not sexual ones. I lived with one other girl my first semester, Michelle. We didn’t meet until move in day, but we became really close friends over the first few weeks of school. Neither of us knew anyone else at school, since we were both out-of-towners.

A week before the end of our first semester, a guy Michelle had a crush on invited her to a pool party at his house to celebrate the end of the semester. Michelle convinced me to come along.