Tag: Porn

I talked a big game to a fellow Redditor… and backed it up! [MF]

Hello folks. This story was posted previously on here on my former account, which has since been compromised. (On a *completely-unrelated* note, exes are *awesome*.

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**-NON-PORN BACKSTORY-**

My (now ex-) partner and I decided to open our relationship for various reasons, but due my heavy workload I had not attempted to find anyone. I decided to change that a few months back. I took some of my stockpiled days off and, after enjoying myself for a few days, began to try and find something.

So I did what any sensible person would do when trying to spend some time away from a computer: I went to Reddit.

I came across one post that caught my eye. It was made by a woman close to my age who was going through a somewhat-similar situation. Like me, she had nerdish interest and was looking for something casual with a side of intelligent conversation. I sent her a message, she sent one back, and we hit it off instantly.

(She had also posted some pics on some of the gonewild subs. That didn’t hurt the cause.) Read more »

Are you sure you’re up for this?… Or: [M]ore [f]un when Redditors Meet (long, pics included)

NOTE: People seemed to like my first story (“She called my Bluff… Or: [F]un when Redditors [M]eet”) so here’s another one from an adventure last month.
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We met for the first time at the airport. After weeks of messaging, then texting, and eventually Face-Timing. She was nervous. I wasn’t. I loved the city; worst case, if we didn’t hit it off, I’d have a great time wandering around, exploring the different neighborhoods. That we could meet, in my eyes, was a bonus. But she was nervous, and I wanted to make her feel at ease. She’d only been with a handful of guys before; she’d never done anything like this. I wanted to give her what she wanted, what she’d asked me for.

The drive into town was easy. Lots of small talk. I could tell the Uber driver was confused — we seemed to know each other, but it was obvious we’d just met. He’d picked us both up at the airport, but she was a local. I didn’t bother explaining. Read more »

The time my boyfriend gave me permission to fuck my best friend. [MF]

So I’ve been thinking about writing this out for awhile now. I’ve been a long-time reader of this sub, but I’ve always been too shy about my writing skills to contribute. I wanted to tell you all the story of the time my boyfriend gave me permission to fuck my best friend.

My name is Alice. I’m white, about 5’7”, with medium length dark blonde hair and glasses. I have really good skin, so I almost never wear makeup. I have a pretty ballin’ figure – 36-29-37. This story takes place during my senior year of college, which made me 21 years old at the time. I had been seeing my boyfriend, Jake for a few months. He was cute, outspoken, and the life of the party, but this story isn’t about him. Read more »

Fun with a fellow redditor [MF]

I had an incredible experience with a redditor Friday, and I just had to share. I had responded to an ad on /r/hotwiferequests, and heard back from Matthew (all names changed to protect the guilty). After a bit of chatting, and exchanging a couple pics, I finally heard from Eliza. Matthew wanted for someone to fuck Eliza senseless, and film and photograph the act so that he could see. He basically wanted Eliza to be pleased, and made to be his own personal porn star. I, of course, was completely game and eager to help out. After Eliza and I chatted a bit, we made plans to meet up at a hotel, to make sure neither of us were ax murderers.. We did decide to meet in the room immediately, as Eliza was sure she’d be awkward until she got fucked. Read more »

Wife turned [M]e down for sex… An hour later I was wiping cum off her beauti[F]ul asshole…

Today my wife and I both worked and we’ve been having incredible sex all week… Passionate fucking in the shower by candlelight, knocking the soap off the walls, deep throat fucking, her sitting her dripping wet pussy on my face while she sucks my balls, her asking for and receiving her first facial ever, coming up with a new method of fingering her using both hands with my first two fingers facing out to stretch her and play with her clit with both thumbs while I eat her ass, you know, totally normal married stuff…

Anyway I was sending her texts today such as:

“I spent the whole drive to work in a daydream thinking about your pussy in my mouth, laying under you and looking up at your perfect ass and gripping it hard to stop myself from exploding every time my cock touched the back of your throat. I barely made it here alive”

And… Read more »

my boyfriend was passed out, so I fucked his best friend [MF] [MFM]

It was one of those parties people used to have.

No agenda, not many people. Enough booze to get pretty wasted.

Peter was my boyfriend. James was his best friend. James’ parents were away.

We were in our last year of sixth-form, which, I think, is what Americans call ‘High School’. The last year before we all went off to University, if we were smart enough, or if we weren’t, we wouldn’t.

James lived in a suburb of a suburb. Way out of town. It was May. It was a train ride there, and the trains ran every hour. At the end of the train ride, there was a lazy half-hour walk to James’ house. We – Peter and I – did the walk holding hands. A couple of his friends were there too, walking with us. In my memory you could hear crickets, and see lens-flares.

We were sweating a little when we arrived. James lived in a beautiful, identikit Barratt home: faux red brick and double-glazed windows. Indoors it was cool. I was wearing a short blue and white striped dress, and I could feel the leather of the sofa on my thighs when I sat down. Read more »

The Categorical Imperative of a Short Plaid Skirt [mf, oral]

I met Victoria on the other side of a 4 month descent into despair.

You’ve probably figured it out by now, but I’m not like most guys. I can be rough and manipulative, but my strongest sexual attraction comes from my heart. I fall in love quickly and deeply. Google “limerence.” That’s me–I get incredibly high from being in love. It’s an all-encompassing desire to posses, to become one with another. Idealization makes the marginally attractive worthy of obsession. And that’s when I want to fuck.

At the time of this story, I was 18 and did not have this kind of detached self-assessment. I only saw potential partner after partner fall away as I was mystified by rejection from the college girls who were not looking for anything approaching my intensity. And who can blame them? From far away, that kind of attention must look curious. Up close, like sunlight focused through a magnifying glass, it burns.

By the time second semester rolled around, I had reached an uneasy peace with myself. I gained something near closure with the former object of my affection after months of silence and started to pull myself out of the deep depression that the sudden end of that relationship launched. Read more »

[MF] Sex in a field, and a huge cumshot on my tits

I had such a great reaction to my first GW story yesterday, that I thought I’d write another one.

This is another story about me and my husband, this time before we were married. It is the summer of 2011, and we are 21 years old.

After graduating from university, my boyfriend and I went travelling together for a year. For 12 months we strapped on our backpacks and went trekking. Across the Andries, through the Himalayas, through Africa’s national parks; we cover thousands of miles, on foot and outdoors, eating and very often sleeping in the wild. Having sex outdoors becomes our normal, a habit we’ve retained to this day.

When we get back to the UK, we are engaged, but have no place to live. While we look for a house, I move back in with my parents in rural Derbyshire, while my boyfriend sofa-surfs in London and starts his new job.

Living apart after so long together is an unwelcome shock. For three years of university we lived in the same house, and for 12 months after that we were barely apart for more than a few minutes, as we travelled the world. After just a few days I felt the physical separation like the loss of a part of me, and my boyfriend felt the same. Read more »

Mother, May I – Part 7 [Incest][Mother/Son][BDSM][Femdom][Exhibitionism][Humiliation][Pain][By and For Adults]

Dear Diary,

After our amazing night of BDSM with my girlfriends, Victor and I have started to truly embrace our dominant and submissive sides. I, of course, have taken the dominant role in the relationship and I have never felt more at home in my own body. I finally feel empowered and in control like I never have before, it’s like we both know our place and we embrace every second of exploring this new place in our relationship.

A few days ago a friend of mine told me about the club that she and her husband have been going to. This isn’t just a dance club, this was a lifestyle club for swingers. I was intrigued. She told me all about the clubs many amenities including several private bedrooms, open orgy rooms with mattresses on the floor, dance floor, and, the part that caught my attention, was the BDSM room. My ears perked when she mentioned this, I immediately knew this was something we had to be a part of. Read more »

Mother, May I – Part 7 [MF][Mother/Son][BDSM][Femdom][Exhibitionism][Humiliation][Pain][Incest][By and For Adults]

Dear Diary,

After our amazing night of BDSM with my girlfriends, Victor and I have started to truly embrace our dominant and submissive sides. I, of course, have taken the dominant role in the relationship and I have never felt more at home in my own body. I finally feel empowered and in control like I never have before, it’s like we both know our place and we embrace every second of exploring this new place in our relationship.

A few days ago a friend of mine told me about the club that she and her husband have been going to. This isn’t just a dance club, this was a lifestyle club for swingers. I was intrigued. She told me all about the clubs many amenities including several private bedrooms, open orgy rooms with mattresses on the floor, dance floor, and, the part that caught my attention, was the BDSM room. My ears perked when she mentioned this, I immediately knew this was something we had to be a part of. Read more »