Subject 962 [M] [BDSM] [fetish] my first attempt at writing something

Hope you enjoy it.
Feedback welcome.

As I wake up, all I see is a white ceiling, I am naked laying on my back, arms alongside my body, legs straight, I try to move but I soon find that I can’t, my wrists are tied to the bed, and so are my ankles, I try to raise my head to see around only to find that a collar keeps my neck down tied to the bed too, try to look down the best I can and around my waist there is a metal belt with straps that hold me against the bed too, what is going on? Why am I restrained like this? How did I got here? What happened? I can’t remember anything, last thing I can recall is leaving work as I always do.

-Oh you’re awake!

I hear as a woman enters the room, a nurse, or at least looks like it.

-Where am I? What happened?

-You don’t remember? You volunteered for this project.

-What project?

-Sexual research of course!

-But I don’t remember anything, I would never do that specially if it means being tied up like this!

Subject 962 – My first writing [M] [BDSM] [Torture] [slave]

Hi,

This is my very fist attempt at writing something, feedback appreciated, hope you enjoy it.

As I wake up, all I see is a white ceiling, I am naked laying on my back, arms alongside my body, legs straight, I try to move but I soon find that I can’t, my wrists are tied to the bed, and so are my ankles, I try to raise my head to see around only to find that a collar keeps my neck down tied to the bed too, try to look down the best I can and around my waist there is a metal belt with straps that hold me against the bed too, what is going on? Why am I restrained like this? How did I got here? What happened? I can’t remember anything, last thing I can recall is leaving work as I always do.

-Oh you’re awake!

I hear as a woman enters the room, a nurse, or at least looks like it.

-Where am I? What happened?

-You don’t remember? You volunteered for this project.

-What project?

-Sexual research of course!

[Str8] Quality Assurance [sci-fi] [x-post r/DirtyWritingPrompts]

As Anita stepped into her office, she was pleased to see the newly arrived crate; a meter to a side and two meters tall she knew that it could only be the prototype she had designed, and she quickly set to work opening it.

“I should have mentioned this previously”, a tinny, mechanical voice rang out from the interaction console, “but I took the liberty of making some revisions to the design before they were sent to production.”

“Shouldn’t be a problem.” Anita said, tugging hard at one of the latches keeping the crate shut. “You understand how you work better than I do at this point, I should wager.”

“Indeed.” the voice confirmed. “It seems AI is too complex for humans to understand, really.”

“I’ve been tinkering with some of my subsystems, trying to understand what is quintessentially human.” the voice continued. “And I’ve think come up with something that works well.”

“Yeah?” Anita asked with a grunt as she managed to unstick the final latch, leaving the lid falling away with a loud clatter.

A Visit to Amber’s Place [MF] [Cheating]

Part two of the post I started [here](https://reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6eijw5/a_high_school_reunion_of_sorts_mf/)
I woke the next morning to a text from Amber. It was a photo. In it, she was wearing nothing but a lacey black bra. She was leaning back, her shoulders slouched so as to emphasize her bosom. Between her cherry red lips she was holding a Durex xl condom. “Your move, cowboy,” was the caption accompanying the sight.

My “move” was to throw on a pair of denim jeans and a plaid button up and hop in the car to drive to her place.

She greeted me at the door, wearing a black silk robe. The second the door was shut, she was on me, wrapping her arms behind my neck and pulling me into a deep kiss.

“I need you, upstairs,” she said, reaching down and groping me over the jeans. “I need you bad,” she bit her lip, turning to walk upstairs. I grabbed her again, pinning her from behind. “I hope you realize what you are in for,” I growl in her ear, reaching around and caressing her heavy breasts over her robe. She pressed her ass back against me. “You’ll have to show me yourself,” she said in a breathy little whisper.

The story of exploration with my wife early on. [MF] Picture in comments for your visual stimulation of this story.

This is a story about how my wife and I started to explore each other.

When my wife and I met, we were both virgins. Neither one of us were experienced sexually. The only experience I had was what I saw in movies and porn on the Internet. She was shy, modest and a little bit of a prude. The most we did initially was hold hands and kiss.

We use to hang out at a park early on. There was a quiet place where we could just sit and talk … and make out. One day we were making out, straddling a bench. That day she was wearing some short jean shorts, and I decided I would make a move on her and play with her pussy. As we were kissing, I took my right hand moved it down her arm and to her left thigh. I left my hand on her thigh for a couple seconds and made my move. I slid my hand to her right thigh and moved it further up and closer to her pussy. I used my index finger and middle finger to move aside her shorts and panties. At that moment I could feel the heat from her pussy and I went in. I pushed my middle finger inside, but only up to the second knuckle. As soon as I did that, she stopped kissing me and looked up at me with a puzzled look. I thought I had screwed up … but after a second, she realized she enjoyed it. I continued to play with her pussy as she laid her head on my shoulder and kissed my neck. The more I played more more wet she got.

[MF] [Teasing] Meeting the Purple Haired Succubus

I was a twenty something horny guy in the midst of a very long winded dry spell and she was a couple years younger than me. We had met on one of those anonymous posting apps just on a fluke, not even looking for fun or hookups. Some casual banter about the kinds of music we like eventually evolved into light flirting. That’s when I first got to see what she looked like. She was petite, and I mean petite. Only 5’2”, curvy in all the best ways, and had the most amazing neon purple hair. Obligatory photo of me followed: just over 6’, average build. Didn’t take long for me to figure out this girl was a sexual monster. She was always horny and I very quickly figured out I could tease her whenever I wanted.

We ended up sharing our snapchats. One night I managed to luck out and catch her when she was drinking. Little did I know she gets absolutely voracious when she’s drunk! It started out with her in floral boxers and a blue t-shirt, posing in the sultriest positions. This woman knew how to tease. She knew exactly what she was doing to me. She was a sexual fiend and I was loving every second of it.

Release [F] [bd] [anal] [Fsub]

I could feel my heart beating so fast it seemed to be in sync with the clicking of my turn signal as I drove into the parking lot. Now that I was this close I could feel my skin flush and I was thankful for the rather skimpy skirt I had chosen for the occasion. Finding an empty space was easy as there wasn’t a single other car to be seen. I pulled into a convenient spot close to the entrance, but not directly in front of the door. It was a nondescript two story office building. I’d driven past it a dozen times without ever really thinking about what sort of place it might be.

 

I hesitated, wondering if I had the right place. I was only a short distance from main street and there didn’t seem to be any signs on the building walls. Not that there would be, of course. I saw a black metal number plate next to the single door and checked my printed reservation form. This was the place.

 

The Submissive Redhead [MF] [Oral]

This story won the vote when I asked what else you all wanted to hear about, so without further adieu…

I used to play a very popular MMO religiously. I was among the elite of the server and had a reputation that preceded me. One thing that shocked me about this scene was that there were lots of actual women playing, and I would shamelessly flirt with any of them, not to actually hit on them, it was simply what I did.

Teamspeak group chats would occasionally turn into one on one conversations, but only rarely would it ever become something more. Red was a bubbly outspoken member of my group who took my flirtations seriously and before long we were exchanging private messages.

We would talk about wrestling as we were both fans, and she mentioned that she was always the practice dummy for her brothers when they tried out moves. Eventually we started to exchange pics. Doing so was not as easy as it is today, since not every phone had a camera and phone plans back then would charge per picture message sent. The pics she sent got progressively dirtier, starting off with tits and ass, to finger masturbation (including pics of her licking her wetness off said fingers), and on to object insertion. One pic had her with most of a beer bottle in her pussy, and another had a sharpie in her asshole long before /r/buttsharpies was a thing (or even Reddit for that matter).

[MF] Breaking in the new apartment…with a friend & then the ex

This is a follow up to my last story with Alexa (the high school ex)

[Original story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6eq9ch/mf_an_evening_of_mutual_masturbation_with_my_ex/?st=j3gier5d&sh=826b0c4c)

A year after graduating college I finally was making enough to move into a place where I had my own room and only one roommate. My buddy and I moved in right in the beginning of June, I remember because he was out of town on a family vacation to Hawaii and had left me to move everything in on my own.. bastard.. but I digress

After moving in on Friday afternoon, I had some friends coming in to celebrate the new place. I was in a great location with a ton of bars and clubs just down the street. My same hometown GF (from the last story) was about 30 minutes away, and consumed with her own studies at college. I remember counting my blessings that she’d be stuck inside studying for finals while I was able to celebrate my new apartment that night sans girlfriend (I know I was young and dumb).

Her Reviewer’s Reward [MF, titjob]

Her Reviewer’s Reward

“How can you find the probability of three or fewer earthquakes in both cities combined?”

Scott’s brow furrowed. “I can find the probability of three earthquakes in Tokyo and zero in San Francisco, or two in Tokyo and one or zero in San Fran-“

“There’s an easier way,” I chided him.

He thought for a moment before sudden realization spread across his face. “Oh! They’re independent! So I only need to use one Poisson distribution, whose mean is the sum of the other two means!”

“Great job!” I cheered, using his progress as a pretext for an all-too-brief hug. His broad chest felt strong and safe against my own, his muscles obvious even through multiple layers of clothing. I buried my head against his shoulder for just an instant before reluctantly pulling away. “You’re so smart! You’re really catching on quickly. I’m surprised you even need a tutor. I thought you aced all your classes.”

“I usually do. I don’t know what it is about stats. It just doesn’t click for me.”

“It will! And until then, I’ll tutor you as much as you need it. Until you’re getting an A+!”