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Asked to dress up as a prostitute and got a surprising amount of attention [F]

Should share a proper slutty confession as well 😌

This is from last summer. Me and hubby were spending a week in Spain for some nice recuperation. We are usually up to some kind of mischief. In this particularly occasion hubby asked me dress up as a prostitute. I looked at him puzzlingly, and asked how they dressed. He just brush my question off and said that I’ll figure it out.

I ended up wearing a lowcut blouse, a nice push up bra, a short skirt, stockings and high heels. Then he took me out on a walk, and told me to walk 10m in front of him. During those 30 min we counted 11 men approaching me asking for my price. My cheeks where red but it was so much fun. Hubby is such a naughty little troll 😝

[MF] Hypnotist Makes Her Cigarettes Sexy

Darla had tried everything to quit smoking. Gum. Meditation. Acupuncture. Therapy. Nothing ever worked, not even for a day. The one thing she hadn’t tried was hypnosis. She was skeptical it would work on her. She considered going to a professional, but how would she know if they were a quack? After weeks of agonizing, and chain smoking from the stress of trying to quit smoking, it came to her. She could go see a stage hypnotist, to see if they could actually do it, then she could approach them to see if they could help.

Luckily, Las Vegas was the place to find any sort of entertainment available. She found herself with three choices. Two were men, one was a woman. For some reason, her heterosexual self felt weird about being put under by another woman. That left two. One was “The Great Hypnotico,” the other just used the name Alan Miller. The first one sounded far too goofy, so she went with the second. A phone call later, she had reservations for a Saturday matinee.

The opening act was a really crappy comedian. It was made worse by Darla not wanting to drink. She wanted to be sober to be hypnotized, if it did happen. Read more »

Coming Back [PART 2] – How I learned that sex can make you happy [MF]

*Start at Part 1 – the context is what makes this whole story meaningful.* [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/voknqa/coming_back_how_i_learned_that_sex_can_make_you/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/voknqa/coming_back_how_i_learned_that_sex_can_make_you/)

*There were so many kind and caring comments on part 1.* ***Thank you. All of you.*** *After it went up the positive comments often outnumbered the upvotes. Even accounting for Reddit’s stat lag, it still suggests that for those of you who liked the story, you did because it was really meaningful to you, not just something fun to read.*

*And a reminder in case it wasn’t clear already that this story is a bit deep and not for everyone. It’s not your typical carefree display of libido for light reading. It’s a bit heavier, but I think you’ll agree, worth the weight.*

And on that topic, remember how I said that sex with my ex was a psychological clusterfuck? Yeah.. the reasons were… so much worse than I’d described last time. There’s this concept in storytelling that the darkness gets the greatest just before the dawn. It has to be that way or dawn would just be another sunrise. The shadow is what gives shape to the light. Read more »

[MF] Hooking up on Tinder with my sister’s help while on a break from hubby

Hey guys and galls! I’m back for more posting about my break adventures. Something I didn’t mention on my last post is how dramatic my physical change was after my baby, I went from 32C – 26 – 42 to 34DDD – 28 – 45.5 . So a lot of booty and a lot of tiddies. Also, I’m not divorced, still married and neither of us have asked each other about our hooking up, I’m not sure he has, he’s been on some long business trips and his mom moved to help me with the baby for a bit.

So the fact that my mother-in-law babysat my baby helped me get some mommy time. I hooked up with my sister’s bf a couple of times after my first post, I will detail those in another post. The thing is I felt like I was borrowing his bf way too much already, he basically fucked me twice in a week. I was really curious about what he thought of me, but that’s for another post. Read more »

15 Years Later CH 1-2 [Plot] [No Sex]

Kevin Has an Idea (Rachel)

I moan in my car, parked in my home’s tiny one car garage. The little vibrator does its job and I squeeze my thighs together. It’s not enough, but anything so I don’t rip Kevin’s head off.

I pull my purse from the passenger seat and head in. Another grueling day at the office has me ready to drink half a bottle of wine. I pass a wall mirror and a haggard version of myself stares back at me. My dyed, dark red hair slips out of my braid in multiple spots and my green eyes don’t sparkle quite as bright as they did this morning. *…This morning. Try the past five years.*

When I get into the kitchen, Kevin stands at the stove with an open box of mac & cheese.

*Are you fucking serious? This again?*

Kevin looks over to me, blue eyes, bright with excitement. His thinning blond hair is combed slightly forward to hide the receding hairline. He’s only thirty-two, three years younger than me, yet he looks ten years my senior. He smiles big and bright, but it doesn’t reach me like it used to. It’s so weird how much it used to send thrills fluttering through my stomach and into my heart, but now, it feels so… useless. Read more »

A pizza delivery leads to being held captive. M/F

At one point in my life I had dreams of enlisting into the military but certain circumstances didn’t allow for that to happen. I had recently graduated high school and I took a part time job delivering pizzas.

“Watch out for those lonely housewives,” my girlfriend Molly would tease.Little did we know those words would be so prophetic.

It started like all such life changing days do, as a typical day no different than any other. It stayed that way till the end of my shift. I was delivering a pie to a freshly built enclave of McMansions just outside of town. Candlewick Lake was being sold as an out of the way place for the lower upper class to show off their wealth. At the time of my visit most of the homes had been sold but only one was finished and occupied. That was my destination that evening.

I rang the doorbell and waited.

“Coming!” a woman called.

I waited for a few more minutes eventually checking my phone.

“Be right there!” Read more »

Losing It – Part 6 [F/F][futa][bi][fdom][fsub][oral][prost]

^﴾ ^Content: ^18+, ^analingus/rimjob, ^big ^dick, ^breathplay, ^bullying, ^cum ^in ^mouth, ^cum ^swallow, ^excessive ^cum, ^girls ^with ^dicks, ^multiple ^orgasms, ^oral ^sex ^[fellatio], ^rough ^sex, ^teasing ^﴿

## Chapter 6⸻Visitors

Embarrassment—or rather, utter mortification was a relatively new emotional state for me at the time, and it certainly wasn’t because I avoided potentially sticky and embarrassing situations. Hoeing comes with a number of occupational hazards, societal shaming chief among them, but you’ll sooner drown a fish than shame Mia Marie Kamiya out of grabbing the bag.

So, it wasn’t just that Millie’s load strung off my face like melted cheese in a Pizza Hut commercial. It wasn’t just that it sloshed audibly in my cheeks when I turned my head to look at the intruder. It wasn’t even that I’d been caught _literally **begging**_ to be painted in the most embarrassing possible way.

As far as first impressions go, I figured this had to be about as bad as you could get. While the number of people whose opinions I give a fuck about is a very short list, Millie’s family had found their way into that rather exclusive group. Read more »

Fucking hubby’s friend for money

**Fucking hubby’s friend for money**

I’m Lana. I’m twenty-three years old, and I’m married to Josh, who’s a bit older than me at thirty-two.

I met Josh when I was in uni when I started my part-time job at a clothing store. He was my supervisor at the time. We fell in love and got married, eventually.

It wasn’t easy, though.

Josh was what people considered a free spirit. He was a musician and was just passionate about life. It was easy to get sweep away with his enthusiasm and zest.

Suffice to say, my parents didn’t approve, but at the time, I was head over heels for him. I wanted to be with him forever, as far as I was concerned.

But then times got tough.

Two people working retail didn’t make a lot of money. Ever since the pandemic, our financial problems got worse. I had to drop out of uni- couldn’t afford the fees and I figured at the time that we were fine as long as we had each other.

I lost my job at the clothing store I worked at. Josh’s store had mass layoffs, but he managed to keep his job with reduced pay and longer hours. Read more »