Tag: Reluctant

The Affair With My Wife’s Best Friend Part 2 [MF] [cheating]

Link to Part 1 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8c5cfk/the_affair_with_my_wifes_best_friend_mf_cheating/)

In the days and weeks that followed the night Kaley and I hooked up, I felt an immense amount of guilt. I couldn’t understand how I could let a situation like that get out of control, or how I did it knowing that I had a great marriage with a beautiful woman. What did help my conscious was that Kaley left for her new job in a city far enough away that it wouldn’t remind me of my infidelity on a regular basis.

As weeks turned into months, I had neither seen nor heard from Kaley and Andrea’s relationship with me seemed not to be affected by what happened in the slightest. In fact, our relationship improved and our sex life took a turn for the better. This change could be due mostly to my efforts to make up for what I did. It would be small things, nothing over the top that would signal I had fucked up and cause Andrea to question my actions. But I could tell she appreciated the small gestures and saw them for what they were meant to be, signs of affection. Read more »

The Games She Plays (Part 3) [MF][MMMF][MM][voy][exh][reluc][ENF][blkmail]

Note: Part 2 ran long (and I f’ed up the title), so here’s part 3…

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**The Games She Plays (Part 3) [MF][MMMF][MM][voy][exh][reluc][ENF][blkmail]**

**Part 3**

Later that evening, after dinner with a book, Regina went back to her room to find her roommate Julie just leaving.

“If anyone asks for me, I’m gone for the weekend. Me and some friends are going to see a concert in Vegas, so I’m skipping class tomorrow.” She grabbed a carry-on bag and left Regina alone in the room. It was Thursday, and she didn’t have a class until the next afternoon, so she grabbed one of the bottles of wine she kept hidden in her footlocker and uncorked it, pouring some into a little clear plastic cup. She took a drink and thought about calling one of her friends, but she had the whole weekend for that. She found herself glancing at her laptop, then sitting down, first convincing herself that she was just checking FacePlace, but after few minutes, she was sitting there in nothing but her panties and loading up the secret page. She didn’t even have to enter her code again, it just told her ‘Welcome Regina’ and she was back to browsing through the dorm maps again. She checked on the girls she’d seen in the showers that morning, and saw some new videos and pictures, and she clicked on one time stamped after their showers. They were both naked, one of them sitting at the computer, but getting up as they both started drying off some more and getting out clothes for the day. Read more »

**The Games She Plays (Part 2) [F][MF][FF][voy][exh][reluc][ENF][blkmail]**

**The Games She Plays (Part 2) [F][MF][FF][voy][exh][reluc][ENF][blkmail]**

Note: Link to Part 1 is in the comments section.

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**Part 2**

Regina took her laptop back to her room, half scared to open it up, but she trusted Indira to know what she was doing. She opened her computer and saw that the folders of pictures were still there. Indira hadn’t deleted anything, and while Regina didn’t know much about computers, she saw the files were buried deep in the system of computer, folder within folder, within folder. She closed some of the open pictures but found herself looking at the screencaps of Indira smiling in her nudity. She wasn’t shy, and part of Regina wondered why she wasn’t willing to share her photos with IT rather than hers, but it did kind of look like Indira was showing off for the webcam, while Regina’s pictures had hidden camera quality to them. She opened a video and saw herself standing naked in front of the mirror from the other night. She hadn’t paid attention at the time, but she was touching her breasts and running her hand through her bush in a surprisingly suggestive way. Regina hoped her friend would be sparing with the pictures and not show any of the videos. Read more »

Annemarie Pt 5 and 6 [MF] [Mf]

Part 5

Wednesday came and Jill and I presented ourselves at this dingy little apartment block, where rents are cheap and life threatens to get harder every day. I knew I would have to get Annemarie and Rachel out of here if they were to have a chance. I looked at Jill and she almost shuddered, silently agreeing to what I was thinking.

We had a wonderful pasta meal, made up of what, I don’t know, but it was still wonderful. Annemarie and Rachel are both really good cooks, it seems. Annemarie said it was one of the few things she got of real benefit from her mother. Jill commented that she really got nothing from Sandra. Annemarie looked at her and said, “I don’t know, I think you got a lot of good things from her, but it seems you got some common sense from your Dad – and your taste in women!”

Jill lit up like a traffic light on stop. “Oh please, Rachel told me all about it, said you were a terrific lover, potentially.”

“Mom! Please, don’t embarrass her like that!” Rachel cried. Read more »

The Games She Plays (Part 1) [F][voy][exh][reluc][ENF]

**The Games She Plays (Part 1) [F][voy][exh][reluc][ENF]**

Regina spent every night before bed on FacePlace. She wasn’t the only one at college, of course, but with her it was part of her nightly routine: finish her reading, brush her teeth, get undressed, put on pajamas (or a nightgown if it was warm), and sit down in front of her laptop with a cup of tea to read what was going on in everyone’s lives. Her roommate had a more hands-on approach to the world, out almost every night, drinking, partying, half the time not even sleeping in her own bed. It wasn’t that Regina was a goody-two-shoes, she just liked to keep her private life private, and quiet evenings on the computer helped with that.

She read up on her old high school friends, made a few off hand comments to pictures and updates, and browsed through what others had shared. She saw one of those surveys, they kind that tell you what kind of Potter character you are, or Star Trek, or whatever was in the theaters that week. Most of them were probably invented by marketers, but fun, regardless. “What kind of FacePlace user are you?” One of her high school friends commented: ‘Guess I’m a Creeper…lurking, never sharing. How about you?’ She’d shared it with a lot of people. Read more »

[blkmail][mast][ff][spank][reluc] – Old Enough to Know Better.

I’m Robin Goodfellow. I write stories for people based on their fantasies in exchange for orange envelopes and upvotes. Yes, I’m needy, no I’m not sorry. There’s a whole cornucopia of carnal curiosities in my post history.

If this titillates or terrifies or troubles you, PM me, help relieve my all-encompassing ennui.

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A premium rate text number costs about $50 to set up and then about $40 per month. Best money I ever spent. The game works like this:

The room is dimly lit so that the girl in front of the laptop is cast in a stark blue light, all shadows and sharp angles. The low light levels cause the webcam image to pixellate and sputter, turning black whenever she leans away from the screen to reach for her drink. I assume her name is Stephanie, but she calls herself Steph. Her long brown hair frames her face and spills over her shoulders and breasts. She purses her lips thoughtfully as the next challenge flashes onscreen: _Turn around and wiggle your butt at the screen: 25 points_. Read more »

Violent Practice [MF][Fsub][reluc] (someone suggested I should post this here on DPP)

*(So yeah, I posted this as a prompt on dirtypenpals, and I got a comment that people here would like it, so I figured why not post it here as well. Keep in mind it’s purposely open-ended because it’s technically meant to be played out with someone else.)*

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I’ve always been an overachiever.

I don’t think any of my friends were surprised when I graduated med school, and quickly found a home in a well-regarded residency. Vitamin C has never been a struggle for me, the good girl with the perfect track records, with piles upon piles of recommendations, and a spotless smile. And this collecting experience was just another step in my immaculate ascenion of the career ladder.

Right?

Well, sorta.

It does help to have genuine drive to be the best, and I *do* have just that.

I want to help people.

I want to treat the wounded and do my part, however little, in unburdening those around me.

But they don’t know the ugly truth that fuels my motivation.

They don’t know about the way my papa drank, and pushed his wife, my mother, against the kitchen table. Read more »

First time writer, struggling to resist his lustful advances [MF] [Mdom] [reluc] [Str8]

(This is my first time sharing an original story, establishing a scene of desperation and a forbidden lust. Am hopefully wanting to develop into a few pieces, but admittedly just the thought of being pinned against a wall really turned me on.)

“We, really shouldn’t…” I moaned softly, your body already inches too close to mine. I was fighting so desperately to hide how I felt, how your presence made me weak.

“Shouldn’t what?” Your sly grin, shoulders square and confident as I stepped back against the wall for my modesty’s sake.

“You’re Meg’s brother,” I curtly reminded you, looking up at your sexy eyes as I tried to calmly sweep the fringe from my view, “I can’t do this, we can’t do this. She’s my best friend. Like, life long best friend. Imagine if…”

I could see you were ignoring me now, absently nodding. Your eyes traced lower, following my neck, down my curves, examining the tight cut of the sundress I’d worn to make the most of outside’s warmth. My skin burned with desire as I realised you were visually undressing me. You pinned an arm against the wall I rested on, getting closer to me, and I momentarily couldn’t help but admire your strength. But only momentarily. Read more »

[ff][reluc] – A Quick Passing note

I sat in my dorm room alone for the first time in weeks. My roommate Kara finally left for a weekend. I waved goodbye earlier today, while sitting on my bed studying for next week’s exams. When I was sure she was gone I jumped up and turned on some music and pranced around in my Hello Kitty pajama bottoms and jet black tank top. +

I flopped back down onto my bed and belted the lyrics to the song that was playing, not realizing how loud I was. I suddenly heard a knock on my door. Dammit she probably forgot something. I opened the door to find my crush, Logan, standing tall over me without a shirt. I could practically feel his icy blue eyes piercing my skin as we made eye contact. 1

“Hey Logan, haven’t seen you in a while…” I trailed off. What a stupid thing to say.

“Hi Megan. Um..” He scratched the back of his head. “Do you mind turning your music down a bit?”

“Oh! Ok I’m sorry.” I ran over to my IPod Player as Logan entered my room slowly behind me. “Was it bothering y-” I was cut off on how close he was to me. Read more »

[mf] Tom and Samantha learn about their bodies

Entirely fiction.

Samantha and I met in 1st grade. Our moms were both single, and they hit it off well, so we naturally had to play together, but ultimately became friends. My mom and I lived in a trailer. She worked two jobs and she made enough to keep us both clothed and fed. But she worked hard, long hours.

Sam’s mom was in a similar situation, but she had it a little better off since she had been able to keep the house after divorcing her former husband. She still worked 60 hours or so a week, but at least she had a real house to come home to.

Sam was born in October, and therefore just missed the Kindergarten “must be 5 by September 1st” rule. Therefore she was one of the older kids in the class. I was an August baby, so I was one of the youngest kids.

As my mom (Tracy) and Sam’s mom (Heather) got to be closer friends, they realized that they may be able to save some much-needed money by trying to harmonize their work hours such that one mom could be home with the kids while the other worked. This didn’t always work, of course, but it did seem that we didn’t have baby sitters that often, and often it was my mom or Heather watching us. Read more »