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My ex took sedatives so I could fuck her while unconscious – Part Two: The Video [MF]

Introduction

This is the second part to a post from a few months ago. If you haven’t read that yet, you can find it here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/y4j0h2/my_ex_took_sedatives_so_i_could_fuck_her_while/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

This part will make a lot more sense after you read it, and it contains all of the information about the build up.

If for whatever reason you can’t be fucked doing that, the low-down is this. My ex, Kate was a very adventurous girl and convinced me to fuck her while she was unconscious. After a lot of planning, she took some sort of prescription sedative, zonked out and we made a video of me playing with and fucking her while she was unconscious.

It’s taken me a while to get around to writing this second part, finding the time to do it of course, but also because I wasn’t sure how to write it; I didn’t see the value in rewriting the same account in more detail and with the blanks filled in, but wasn’t sure where to start. I’ve eventually decided that I’ll describe the video, play by play. Hope you like it, let me know in the comments if you have questions or want to hear more of the stuff we got up to other times. Read more »

Dreaming of a HOT Christmas – ALL PARTS [MMF] [MF]

I wrapped my hands around the warm mug, the scent of cinnamon and mulled wine floating upwards, and watched the snow falling outside. There was already a thick blanket of white covering the outside world, although the snow had eased up into a steady stream of delicate flakes. I took a sip of mulled wine and let it warm me from the inside out.

“Picturesque, isn’t it?” Julia spoke from behind me. “A proper white Christmas.”

“It is,” I agreed, turning to smile at her.

Julia’s house was like something out of a magazine; her open plan living room and kitchen was wood-panelled and tastefully decorated, even with all the Christmas wreaths and fairy lights. A large, red-brick fireplace stood proudly in the middle of the room, the open flame dancing hypnotically and making the whole place cosy and warm.

“Thank you again for having me round,” I settled down on the sofa, nestled amongst the many blankets.

“Don’t worry about it. I’d much rather have you here than either of us being alone for Christmas,” Julia’s eyes crinkled as she smiled at me. She was older than me but carried it extremely well; there was an elegance to her features and a self-confidence that I admired. Read more »

The Dancer, Part Eight [F19/F18/some M19] [Dub-Con] [Exhibitionism] [Reluctant Lesbianism]

**Author’s Note:** Read parts 1-7 here on the alt account I decided to bail on!

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

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**PART EIGHT**

Naturally, I expected it to be Autumn.

She was the one who hired me, and the one who would be pissed off that I ran away before finishing the job that she was paying me for. Not to mention that I just teased an entire room and then bailed, instead of just putting my foot down and calling it quits right after learning that I was apparently called to be a stripper instead of a dance host. I could already imagine what the girl might say about how I was ruining her New Year’s Eve party, and how I needed to get back out there, etc. etc. Read more »

Fuck Her Until She Loves You (temporary non-con, harem)

*Every character in this story is 18+.*

It’s not a cult. I don’t know why I even need to clarify this. I did come back from the dead, yes, but that’s not that uncommon nowadays with shock paddles and CPR. I’m just a guy who made a more-than-full recovery after a car accident.

Like puppies hearing the jingling of their master’s keys, the entrance to my apartment was crowded with excited girls on their knees. I’m their whole world. They cook and clean. They wax their pussies and put on subtle makeup to make their eyes and lips pop just for me. They buy obscenely sexy outfits for me to enjoy for a few minutes before they find themselves on the floor. Yet I don’t remember all of their names. Read more »

Virtual Crescendo ~ Fact vs. Fantasy [M60 F20] {Novel In Progress}

*Hi Dirk,*

*Believe it or not, I was able to sleep last night, but I had nightmares about him again. For some strange reason he came as an evil cartoon on my computer and I was trying to delete him. I used to love dreams. Both good and bad, they’re funny lots of times either way.*

*Lily*

**S**he had long since surpassed being just an internet association of his, Dirk thought, she had morphed into his far-off fantasy girl as they had chatted through online messages.

Delightfully child-like in appearance, Lily, was anything but juvenile to his vivacious hormones. So thoughtfully sweet and soft in manner, so vulnerable and dainty, it was as if she were too rare or exquisite to lay self-indulgent hands upon.

Still, he might be tempted to ravish her, if an opportunity were ever to present itself; knowing she was a bit on the submissive side; his obtaining that much out of her imagination, at least.

He needed to do what he could to bring her enjoyment of any sort to maintain her attention as best he could. After all, she was a rising amateur model on an adult website. Dirk abruptly parried the nature of her profession. Read more »

A reluctant girl, her sentient hands, and her needy pussy

On this dark September night, only one thing can be heard in Rebecca’s room. The sounds of her soft breaths, as she sleeps the night away. Rebecca is a focused woman, too entrenched in her goals and ambition to worry about parties, relationships, and especially, sex. She’s had it a few times, mostly with a boyfriend she had in college, while she enjoyed it enough, her motivation to achieve far outweighs her desire to seek out sex. Furthermore, masturbation has never been a priority either. The few times she’s done it were as foreplay, or to begrudgingly finish herself off after a bad lay. To say the least, Rebecca has never explored her body, and has never cared to. While most of her is fast asleep, one part isn’t: her hands. Rebecca’s hands are special, they have something of a consciousness, but they’ve never fully utilized it until now. They’ve communicated with Rebecca’s pussy, in a way we couldn’t comprehend, and they know something about it. Rebecca’s pussy is desperate. Left hand and right hand were wide awake at Rebecca’s sides, as she sleeps on her back. Left hand meandered on over to right hand, and nuzzled him, right hand knew why his partner did this: it’s time. They hovered over to Rebecca’s panties, which were covering the hands’ new friend. Puss begged for the hands to free her, and the hands obliged. Right hand gripped the top of the panties and left hand the bottom. Pulling in opposite directions, they tore her panties in two. Rebecca’s eyes began to slowly open, and the hands began to exact their plan. Left hand positioned himself at Rebecca’s clit, and right hand dove into Puss. He jammed and thrusted, as left hand rubbed vigorously. Rebecca was confused, as she was suddenly masturbating for some reason, but soon enough she decided to go with it. The hands kept at it, going faster. Puss thanked them audibly, not with words, but instead with wet noises. Rebecca started to moan, her hands were giving her something she didn’t know she needed. Right hand curled his fingers and jammed harder, Puss thanked him louder for this. Suddenly a burst of liquid drenched right hand, Rebecca’s thighs, her blanket, and the torn remnant of her panties. She let out a scream of pure bliss. The hands stopped and interlocked, while a seemingly normal idle motion for the hands of a once again sleeping girl, the hands were sharing their own intimate moment. Read more »

The Sister, Part Twelve [M19/F18] [Cheating] [Erotic Couplings]

**PART TWELVE**

“I want to fuck my girlfriend’s little sister.”

The words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them, echoing her phrase as an answer to the question. I was just saying what I had to; although such justification didn’t really work that well when the statement was undeniably true. It had just been a lot easier when my reluctant lust had temporarily buried the important details along the way.

“Good boy,” Natalie purred. Right away, her idle touching below turned into a more active grip. A few pointed tugs put me dangerously on edge, since I was already hard simply from her hand’s presence down there. If I was the one handling myself, I could be a little more deliberate about the pacing. But this was the work of the eighteen year old temptress, and she was about to ruin what was supposed to be reserved for her tight, young body. “Forget about Jessica. I’m a better fuck; trust me.”

She knew exactly what she was doing. If her touches alone weren’t enough, the mental image of screwing her added fuel to the flames as well. “Natalie-” I started. Fuck, I was NOT about to get off to a fucking hand job after all this. Read more »

[MFM] The First time a guy joined my wife and I

We had gone to an “Adult” club near us a few times, but normally just walked around to sightsee. Having discussed threesomes and such but never took it much further than that. I knew she had interest in other guys as most married women do, but she kept it mainly to herself. With her work she was around men most of the day and I got to know some of them, and could tell a good amount had an interest in her. With her being a smaller Asian women, with that darker skin and longer black hair men seemed to always be curious about her.

There was one guy in particular that I could tell was really into her. I never talked to her about it until after he got transferred to another office in a different state.

He was Caucasian like I was and after he started traveling back to our city a few times a year I suggested we get to together for drinks or dinner. She was into the idea and of course he was as well. After a few times meeting personally like this we got to know him more and learned that he was in a dead bedroom situation. They had been married a long time and with a few kids so he didn’t want to change that. He also mentioned how his wife made him get a vasectomy years back and then quickly after stopped having sex with him. Read more »

Electric Cage (Femdom, Chastity Training)

Electric Cage

She jabbed her palm against the door. It slammed into the wall, boomed, and startled Cody. He spun, faced his girlfriend, and stopped. She stood several feet away, but the rage radiated from her petite frame. Cody had never seen Kara like this before.

“What’s going on?” Cody asked.

Kara had her hands on her hips now. She stared down at him.

“Come with me,” she commanded. As she spun around, Kara’s golden blonde hair flew up and smacked down against her shoulder blades. She stomped out of the room.

Cody glanced back at his computer; on the screen, several pixelated warriors were braced and ready for combat. Breathing out slowly, he tried to shift his strategy and thinking. He didn’t need to worry about reaction times or reflexes; instead, he had to be careful about saying the wrong thing to his girlfriend.

With the nervous energy building inside of his chest, Cody got up and followed her out into the living room. His feet pressed down against the marble flooring, and he glanced up to see his laptop right there. Read more »