The Stables: Hayden’s Introduction (Part 1)

*This is a work of fiction. All persons described in this are of age. Any likeness to the characters to real people is purely coincidental.*

Before he went off to college, Hayden had to confirm the rumors he heard about the fanciest building on the outskirts of town. Though it looked like a farm house, it looked better than any he’d ever seen driving through the surrounding farmland. His interest piqued – he had googled the address and learned it was licensed to a porn company. The more he read, the more he knew he had to visit this place.

After an hour of exploring all the free content, Hayden pulled out his new credit card and subscribed for a full year to the site. With access to the premium content, his excitement at possibly being at this place started to make his mind spin.

On his screen, his blue eyes got wider as he watched different guys playing with toys, or being put through various methods of training. He felt his defined cheek bones blush as he got aroused by everything he saw on the screen. He immediately printed out registration forms to sign and fill out before packing a small bag of luggage.

NNN 03 – Prep/Plan (fiction, No Nut November, 22M)

*Plans*
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It’s October 30th and I walked around the house double checking everything in my *prep* for November 1st which was the day after tomorrow.

Let’s see here I got digital dead bolts on my door. A new digital security on just about every angle on the house including a new digital door bell. I little safe to put all my naughty stuff into in my closet. Though I think I might have fucked up on that purchase as I should have gone with the key safe and given the key to Becky so I didn’t know how to get in. With the safe being a combination and me knowing the combination is a problem. Might have Becky take the safe away on November 1st and keep it away from me until December 1st so I’m not tempted.

Window locks on the sliding windows along with privacy film installed so no one can see in but I can see out though this *might* work against me. Eh I’ll just keep the blinds closed so I don’t see anyone….mainly would be hunters.

Happy eighteenth, baby! Pt 2 [FF][Inc]

“Yeah?”

“It’s me, can I come in for a moment sweetheart?” she heard mom ask.

“Yeah! Come in, Mom!” said Katie, hastily wrapped a towel around her naked body and sat on her bed.

Mom entered the room, she had dressed and was fully composed, except for the rosy flush of the recently satiated.

“Can we talk about what just happened?” asked Lena.

Katie was afraid mom was going to give her a good chewing out for spying on them and felt the heat in her face as she blushed in embarrassment.

“I’m really sorry, Mom!” she spluttered, “I couldn’t help but notice you and Dad fu… um.. doing it! I’m really sorry, it won’t happen again! Promise”

Lena sat down on the bed next to her hugging her daughter affectionately.

“Hey… You’re not in any trouble, babe,” she said softly, emphasizing her words with a gentle squeeze, “I’m not going to get mad at you for being curious.”

“You’re not?” Relief grew in Katie.

[F] I (F46) had a secret affair for 8 months. It revitalized my sex life with my husband [PART XII: Stasis]

To start with, I should tell you this is not a sex-heavy post, more of an update on where my adventure of self-discovery has taken me in the last few weeks. Short story long: it’s a bit of a disappointment right now. If you’d rather read about my happier sex stuff, you should start at the beginning of this saga: https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u33z2w/f_i_f45_had_a_secret_affair_for_8_months_it/

Anyway, it’s been a while since I posted. No real reason, except that I feel that I’ve kind of exhausted my real life experiences, so there’s not much to say. I’ve tried writing erotic fiction but it feels… unreal. I’ve also tried chatting with other people on reddit, I hoped that having someone to spur me on or help me explore my sexual self would help me scratch that itch, the itch that exploring my affair with Keith helped scratch. But this experience has been discouraging, to be honest. I did have one very hot exchange with a lady that turned into pretty filthy dirty talk–not what I was there to do, but I got into it in a big way. But just that one time. Otherwise, my experience chatting on reddit has been an eye opener, but not really in a good way.

Locker room creep (M26/F29) (Femdom, noncon, sweat/smells)

It was late at night. Bryce always went to the gym late. He was self-conscious, and hated working out around other people. He hated imagining them staring or laughing at him, taking pictures of the fat guy working out. The fact was he wasn’t that fat, but certainly felt like it. He hated his body and hated his looks, thus the time spent at the gym. He was almost always alone, but tonight he wasn’t.

Her name was Jazmine, and as far as Bryce was concerned she was a literal Goddess. Tall, with thick, muscular thighs and big arms. A small chest and the firmest, roundest ass he had ever seen. He watched her silently from the corner of the gym, pretending to focus on his bicep curls but watching her run on the treadmill from the large mirrors on the wall in front of him. Watching her legs move, watching her ass bouncing with every push forward. He assumed she had been there for a while based off how wet her clothes were with sweat. She was really giving it all. He could feel himself growing hornier and hornier watching her. Letting his mind wander with fantasies, feeling his basketball shorts showing as his boner grew in them. He was thankful when she got off the treadmill and headed into the women’s locker room to shower.

Finally Satisfied [part 1] [reverse harem, FMMM]

When I was 21, I met Them.

They weren’t like the other boys at my high school. They stayed isolated, alone. In class, the cafeteria, the parking lot, university square. Smoking cigarettes and flipping profs off. They always handed in their tests first and I knew, just knew, they got perfect marks. I should have run the moment they laid eyes on me.

I was in lit 103, trying to focus on the prof droning on about Jane Eyre, when I saw the three boys…no, men….in front of me perk up a bit. My lower stomach, followed by my spine, then my cheeks, tightened and warmed from just that motion. I peeked at their laptop screens and noticed they were on a favourite porn site of mine. Three men were surrounding a woman, tied to a massage chair, hands moving and clothes gone. I strained to see more when the dark one, Duane, with his beautiful mocha skin and piercing gaze, opened his message app and sent something to the other guys. I watched as the other two, golden Max and tall dark and fucking tatted Sean opened the chat. They exchanged glances, then Max started a countdown on their screen. At 0, they all turned and stared at me and my white panties turned to ash.

I’m an Addict

His hands were hot like a black flame candle. A slight spark at the tips of his fingers every time he touched me. That “tingle” when he touched me is what drew me in. It was like that first bump of cocaine you do at some bonfire in RURAL upstate New York in the summer with all your older brothers friends at 16 (IYKYK). And just as addictive too. Man I would do any fucking thing for that touch…again and again…

But fuck…his hands really were just the start…

The things this man makes me feel when he is inside of me…LADIES! Listen up! Hear me LOUD and CLEAR! Go out there and find you a Capricorn Man. And dudes…you hear this too (because I know y’all are reading). Let me just…his dick…it is like THE perfect size. The perfect shape. The way he moves his big black dick so deep inside of my squirting (YES I said SQUIRTING) incredibly soft and plump white pussy…He really is a gift to the world…

Accepting my place at the bottom [MF]

Hello everyone.

First off it is probably important that I declare that I am inferior. A submissive, owned, constantly desperate puppy for my owner. I don’t get to choose my own porn, have orgasms at my own will, and I even ask for permission to go to the shops. I was never told I had to, I chose to because it felt right. When I suggested that I’m possibly not so inferior and pathetic since I manage a decent life, it was explained to me that I was pretending, my own behaviour evidence for it. There is no question, I’m a beta.

As I have been learning, part of accepting my place is not only recognizing that I’m owned by Miss, but also that I’m inferior to better men. In fact, my owner wishes to train and mold me into the perfect puppet for a better man. All I can do is obey and thank her for allowing me to become a good toy for superior beings. Surrendering my body and psyche to her desires is not only what I love doing, it is what I ought to do.

I Got Creampied by College Student [FM]

Last week I had hooked up with a virgin college student and it was a pretty mediocre experience for me. Nothing to ride home about. Fast forward to this weekend. I had no dates set-up so I called up him and asked if he wanted to spend the weekend with me.

Me being his first time he obviously agreed. We can’t do it at my home because my landlord is a narc for my parents and he is a college student with 3 roommates. So I booked a hotel room like last time. Saturday evening I dressed in my new bodycon gifted to me by the tattoo artist (context: he tore my previous one), while on my way to the hotel, I had the stupid idea. In retrospect, this was stupid slut moment. Get a creampie. Since he lost his virginity to me and hasn’t slept with anyone else he could not be carrying any STIs, right?

Anyway, I stopped by a pharmacy and bought morning after pills, and read up on their side effects and effectiveness through the rest of my way. The thought turned me on and I was already wet. We had dinner in the hotel’s restaurant and then went to our room.

I just had my first foursome. [FM]

I just had my first foursome.

I ran into three of my fuck buddies at the liquor store.

What two of them were doing there I couldn’t tell you. They’re not even in the same area. The third I understand, it’s his local store too.

They both had the same reason “meeting some buddies in the area so doing a booze run” sure. Where are these buddies and why aren’t you going back to them?

Well. Anyways. One thing led to another. They became fast bros and bonded over me. I introduced them as fuck buddies. One of them is a loud mouth and overtly friendly. “How many do you have?!?” “Does it matter?”

Next thing I know I had all three of my holes plugged with a big 7+ to 8+ inch dick in my condo.

We went at it like bunnies for hours. 6 if I’m counting correctly.

Maybe it was the constant rotating between holes, and swapping condoms for anal, they did but each one lasted longer than they usually do.

We had porn on the TV while we fucked in case performance anxiety kicked in. Came in handy for one fuck buddy lol … this also turned into inspiration for positions