[M]y profile is not old enough for an AMA yet, but here’s what my Master has told me [F] to do

I will have an AMA here through my post.

If you want to DM me, you MUST post a comment first, because My Master (MM) (M36) wants to be able to see everyone that will be DMing me. Feel free to DM me without posting, but he’s only given me permission to speak to those that understand he is the only one that can actually talk to me anytime he wants & treat me like his slut (not even my own husband gets that).

So…..a little more about me & this situation I have found myself in… I (F32) have been with my husband (M33) for over 10 years, with 2 wonderful children. I have never cheated. He knows that I sext and talk to others to some degree online and masterbate and make myself cum daily more than once but he’s never minded. I would say I guess I’ve been feeling a little neglected and sex deprived as I have a really high sex drive and my husband has a low sex drive.
I would mess around on Whisper and MM and I just happened across each other randomly via him DMing me over a cock size post and we had an easy chemistry talking about his cock and expolits (which I found unbelievably hot and shocking at times). We got on the topic of kinks and he revealed his biggest kink is fucking married women! Of course the next thing I say is “what a coincidence I’m married!” Lol and that he is a dom, well here comes another coincidence, I’m a sub/switch for the right person altho a bratty sub at times lol.

I [F24] pegged my friend after he was treated weirdly by a Gender Studies professor

I have a friend, Dave, he’s French, with his parents from Senegal. He looks a bit like hot French actor Omar Sy. He is tall like him and even bulkier, though a bit older. He served in the French military in Africa and Afghanistan and apparently did some rough things overseas – but: he is the sweetest and most devoted male lover I ever met! He is cute and friendly and charming, totally that gentle giant a woman feels so protected when with him, no matter if on the streets or between the sheets. When she wants it, he can fuck his lady with his huge cock like a savage, but when he feels she needs it slower, he immediately pulls out, forgets about his raging cock and slightly touches her with his fingertips and kisses her with his tongue wherever she wants to be touched. He is like THE MOST PERFECT lover EVER!

Your Birthday Present (female pov, MF, nc, impregnation, reluctant)

I knocked on your door and smiled when you answered.

“Yay Rachel is here!” You yelled, sounding so excited.

I giggled, “of course, I can’t miss my boyfriend’s birthday!” and gave you a big kiss on your cheek as we went inside.

We headed up to your room and crashed on your bed. You turned on your TV, and we started watching. You put you arm around me and we snuggled up close. “I can’t believe we graduate next week!” I remarked, and we chatted a bit about college plans and what the local campus would be like for us.

“Where are your parents?” I finally asked after a while.

“They went out of town for the day.” you replied as your hand moved down cupping my breast.

I looked up at you, reading your intentions. “You didn’t want to go?”

“I’d rather stay here with you,” you smiled as you leaned in to kiss me. Our lips met, you wrapped your arms around me and we shared a steamy embrace.

Told my wife (37) about a girl who was sexting me (34) and we had the best sex of our lives [MF] pt 2

You’ll want to read my previous story (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xontea/told_my_wife_37_about_a_girl_who_was_sexting_me/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf ) for some background on this, but in summary we discovered that my wife gets extremely turned on when other women are attracted to me.

For this story I’m going to rename my wife to Wendy and the other girl to Jamie (they were initials in the previous story but reading it that way seems annoying).

I’ve been texting back and forth with Jamie almost daily now; lots of sexting with her sending explicit pictures and I sharing some pictures of my dick as well. I also write her sex stories at her request because it turns her on to read them.

My wife has full and free access to my phone so she’s aware of all of it and gets turned on specifically when Jamie sends pictures. Wendy gets super competitive and wants to prove she’s better than “some young college girl.”

Jamie and I still hadn’t met up yet, but the day before Thanksgiving provided an opportunity to do so. I was working from home but was pretty slow, my wife was at work, and the kids were at the grandparents.

The Dancer, Parts 1-7 [F19/F18/some M19] [Dub-Con] [Exhibitionism] [Reluctant Lesbianism]

For anyone who needs some binge reading this holiday weekend.

–Mistress Abigail

P.S. I hit the character limit. I’ll post the next few parts soon!

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**PART ONE**

“Hey, Bella?”

A vaguely familiar voice was on the other line, but I couldn’t quite place it. Especially since I was still hungover from a super late Christmas party the previous night. I sat up a little bit in my bed, adjusting my loose tank top and brushing the hair out of my face.

“This is she,” I answered, after clearing my throat, “Who is this?”

“It’s Autumn!” the girl’s chipper voice gave me a slight headache in itself, and I held the phone away for a moment, “From East High?”

“Autumn, right,” I said. From high school. The two of us both graduated last summer, and had moved on to completely different colleges. Either way, we barely knew each other. We were classmates, not friends; the former wasn’t even true at this point.

“Yeah, Autumn Davis,” she said, just as cheerfully, “I got your number from Victoria. You’re still dancing, right?”

Only for You (female pov, nc, reluctant, unwanted creampie, first time)

We were sitting on a blanket in the bed of your truck overlooking the valley, down some remote logging road you knew from your youth. The sun was going down, lighting the whole sky on fire. You wrapped your arm around me, and told me I was your everything, and I leaned into your embrace.

It was magical, surreal almost, and I was thoroughly impressed you knew such a beautiful place existed. Then you leaned in for a kiss and I drank it up. Your lips were tentative at first, but they quickly gained confidence.

You, you made me feel special, different, unique. Small outcast me was always wanted and appreciated in your eyes. My problems mattered to you, and you were the only one who listened to them. I wanted to be with you, to be the one who made you happy, like no one else could.

So when you slipped your hand up my shirt, and snuck it under my bra, I giggled and let you continue. You’d earned more than just a kiss, if anyone was allowed to touch me there, it was you handsome.

Yoga, Chains, and Mr Patel (M40+ M40+ F40+ F40+ interracial, BDSM, Hucow)

My name is Christi Clark, a married mother of two who is getting back into the working world slowly by turning my dance background and yoga hobby into more than just my recovery from childbirth, but my new business opportunity. I had become certified as a yoga instructor, as I had been a dance instructor, but what I wanted to target was other young mothers like myself, the urban white suburban housewives who wanted to get their body back, and who needed a way to deal with the stress and emotional drain of essentially facing motherhood’s burdens unsupported.

It took a village to raise a child, it took multiple generations to be successful, but while the Hindu still lived that way, we had forsaken it for the myth of the nuclear family that served men well and left women to drown alone. I had the plan, I had the market, I needed the space. That is how I met Mr Patel.

[MF] I gave her the licking of my (her?) life

We (M+F) are together for quite some years now. We live a quiet life in the rural area, with not much going on other than both working from home for almost three years already, on different jobs.

Our social life pretty much resumes at meeting her or my family every few weeks and chatting with some close friends.

We’ve been mentioning swinging for five or six years and about two years ago we agreed that we should try it. Don’t worry, this post is not about that :-)

However, we did pay a visit to a couple of clubs last month in some foreign country and on the way back home we re-discovered our intimate life (and I don’t mean just sexually) and each-other. So much that she told me that she’s had this will to try exposing herself nude on the Internet but was never brave enough to tell me that, yet alone to do it.

I’m a little porn addict myself and hearing that really caught my attention. So she asked me for technical assistance and for about a week already she posts nudes regularly and gets a lot of attention from virtual strangers. She keeps telling me that whatever some guy tells her on-line she imagines doing it with me and she gets very aroused.

(Story Request) Bavarian ‘Barry’ Illuminati III has no idea what he’s in for when he employs a nefarious wishmaster to bring some spark and innovation to his struggling secret society members, who are reluctant to partake in anything controversial.

#1. A breadwinning, overly voluptuous, hated-but-famous politician decides to wear her hardworking husband’s gift: an itty bitty bodycon dress, which is a lot shorter than originally anticipated (due to ‘dirt cheap’ price) for her upcoming speech. However, when the big day comes, she notices her cheeks have been possessed with booty-popping intent and seriously regrets making her speech so lengthy and long-winded.

Serial cheater and fucking loving it. After only 4 hours of knowing her (F28) she had grinded her wet pussy on my my (M31) face and swallowed my load [MF]

The Swiss girl I previously wrote about had flown home. The next night I was lounging around the hostel. Pretty late in the evening. Kind of wanting to draw the night out before going to bed. I was heading that way pretty soon until this girl came through the door. Fitted tracksuit bottoms and an oversized woolly jumper on. She was my type. Petite. I said hi and asked her how she was, good day, etc. She settled in, we chatted and I asked her out for a beer. We managed to sneak one in just before last orders were called at a bar near by. They then turfed us out when they closed. No bad thing, we had a beer each and sat in the town chatting. I felt pretty damn confident after what happened with the Swiss girl the evening before and simply asked if I could kiss her. She said sure and so we did. It was classic teenage stuff in a way. She said how she noticed me around and thought I was cute so somehow the work had already been done days before without me knowing.