The time my 29[M] rebound 20[F] went from good girl to calling me daddy

When my first real relationship ended I wasn’t really sure what to do as it had been 2 years since I had been single. Trying to keep myself preoccupied and not thinking of the past I downloaded Tinder and started swiping.

I matched with a girl well call Dani. At this point I was 27 years old and Dani had just turned 20 but for some reason I thought I’d keep talking even if I had no intention of meeting her.

We talked a lot on the first day and she seemed very mature for her age. Things escalated pretty quickly and we decided to grab a drink the next night and hang out.

I was a little late but as soon as I got there in the Uber I could tell she was a stunner and her photos didn’t do her justice. She was roughly 5’5, short brown hair, very cute friendly face and had a few curves.

Camping, with a hint of bondage… M/F

While we were engaged, my future bride told me she’d never been camping, or at least true camping. The simple things like sleeping in a tent, cooking over a fire, or just hiking aimlessly until you stumble into the camp site camping. I had spent a lot of time doing this from the time I was a kid growing up on the edge on the northern forests, and it is something I truly enjoyed. And I knew a perfect place for a first trip.

She also told me that there were other things she’d always dreamed of doing in the forest….but… that was something she wanted to wait to tell me.

So around mid-September, we packed our gear, drove to the trail head, swung the packs up on our backs and started down the trail. It was a decent starter trail for a beginner, fairly flat and well shaded. Nevertheless, by the time we arrived at our camp site a mile into the forest and along the river, she was pretty winded. We dropped our packs and drank from our water bottles.

I [M] flashed my friend’s [F]mom/housekeeper right after I turned 18. I thought it would be more funny/wild than anything but she ended up being into it way more than I thought…

So just as a preface I’m definitely not saying you should flash people, it’s kind of against their will and I’m not condoning that. I’m not condoning even what I did, just telling the story how it happened.

This takes place when I was younger. At this point I had been told by quite a few girls at school that I was hot. I don’t want to brag, but I was probably the most confident I’ve ever been at this time. Jennifer was my friend’s mom but was also my mom’s friend. She was a single mom and would do housekeeping on the side. Our families hadn’t been friends but maybe a year or two, but she was over once a week to clean and at least once a week to hang out.

Mistress Daughter part 3 [incest] [M/d] [lesbian] [gangbang]

* Author’s note: This story has been written with a specific purpose, both in plot and grammar. *

Mom had ended up admitting that she loved that night. Despite the fuel being alcohol and anger, we both accepted that ‘us’ was going to continue. I still didn’t admit to her quite how much I’d enjoyed everything I’d done to her, but she’d had to have been pretty dense not to figure it out from the way I’d orgasmed. I never got the feeling she would fully expose how much she got off on it either, but mom was certainly more open over the few days since. Of course, I’d been my usual bratty self and treated her like my bitch. But there were some gentler moments too that hadn’t happened before. We’d shared kisses. We’d cuddled up more when chilling then we used to. The whole experience was bringing us closer, even if it was in a sick way.

Adventures in the Olympic Village (Sex Olympics Pt.2)

This is a continuation of my ‘Sex Olympics’ prompt in r/dirtypenpals. Upvote if you want to see a Part 3.

Warning: Light Race-Play is included in this short.

Japan’s team captain Lauren Ikari, nicknamed the ‘Bare Cunt’ for obvious reasons. Was ranked #4 overall.

Half Japanese, 6 feet tall and 24 years of age. Light brown hair, with a full figure like most Sex Olympians. Lauren was known amongst those in the know for her immaculate vagina. She was competing in the Vagina-Rating event and was a heavy favourite this century.

A favourite amongst her teammates while training but she had her eyes set on bigger things than Japan.

Lauren was competing tomorrow morning, all she had planned for the day was a final Brazilian and a spa visit. Olympians in Cock and Vagina rating were told not to have sex or masturbate 48 hours before the event. Which was torturous, living in close quarters with hundreds of incredibly attractive sexually gifted athletes.

After her wax Lauren decided to use some of the spa’s other amenities. She had time to kill so decided she wanted to get a quick pump at the gym, before a dip in the whirlpool and a steam.

A long time coming part 2 – the door is open [M/F/F]

Although Josh and Leah spent years being friends, that impromptu evening in the hotel stirred something in both of them. Intense sexual chemistry – grounded through their love of kink and willingness to try new things – afforded them the luxury to be themselves when between the sheets.

When alone, Leah often drifted back to the time Josh propositioned her with the idea of taking a step further than being friends since childhood. He completely dominated her when she agreed, and whilst she had partaken in good sex before it lacked that emotional connection from which she could truly push her boundaries.

The new couple started to live out their sexual fantasies every time they met up. The pair could not keep their hands off each other. He was into domination/teasing. She longed for that degrading hot, sweaty sex couples usually only dream about. Because they were keeping this under wraps and not telling their friends, Leah often masturbated to previous sessions where Josh played out her innermost sexual fantasies.

Getting Head in the Underground Work Parkinglot [MF]

Remember my office wife? Things were going well with her. Everyone would tease us because we were so nice to each other. They always said we were the perfect work husband/wife. Everyone teased us, and we pretended to be embarrassed by it. After all, it was the perfect cover for us to actually hang out all day at the office and fuck any chance we could.

Well, I wrote about it and someone on reddit started talking to me about it. She told me she was so turned on about the whole situation, and wanted to be involved. I came up with the idea that she could come to my work half hour before my shift started. My work has underground parking, so it could work.

I told her to meet me on a Tuesday morning, bright and early. Nobody is at work yet. And if there are people at work, they usually park closer to the elevators anyway. So I parked my car next to a pillar where nobody could see. I see that she pulls up. She sends me a message on reddit to confirm its me. I respond right away and she gets in my car.

I[F]seduced my boss[M] and best friend[F] in the same night pt1

So there’s a lot to this story, had to split it up. If you enjoy this one stay tuned for pt 2

Every day at work with my boss became more and more interesting. The [time we had sex ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pif8fe/convincing_yourf_boss_to_fuck_you_can_be/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) seemed to be stuck in the back of both our minds, but we were both acting very different. It made me into an even bigger flirt. Not just with him, but with all of the male coworkers I shared. I could tell it was making him jealous. My boss, on the other hand, became more distant and quiet after our encounter. Not sure if it was the guilt of him being married, or fucking a subordinate, or something else. I couldn’t stop thinking about our night together, and it was driving me crazy. I needed to fuck him again. I finally gained enough liquid courage to go and take what I wanted from him.

We all fucked in the same room again, continuation from my last story [MF]

Finally part 2 is here, I’ve had a busy few weeks with work and life so I haven’t had any time to write. This follows directly on from my last story.

The five of us sat still, naked for a little while, the TV was put on and eventually people started redressing. Most of us found our underwear and just put that on. Maddy put her shirt back on as well as Mary. Emily and James offered to make drinks for everyone, the alcohol was done, everyone asked for coffee or tea. They went off to the kitchen to make the drinks and maddy went up to use the toilet. Me and Mary stayed seated, cuddling each other in front of the fire and TV.

“Did you have fun?” Mary asked me. She had her head on my chest, but pulled it away to look at me.

“It was, unexpected, but I had a really good time. How did you find it?” I asked her back.

“I think that was one of my favourite experiences” she said “I was more confident and comfortable there than anything like that we’ve done before”

I (F26) had make up sex in a car with my fiancé.

Today after work, my fiancé and I were running some last minute errands for his mother. We were both grumpy, and we had been arguing while we shopped. Nothing serious, just grumpy. As we exited one store and walked to the car, our argument boiled over.
him: “Do you want to go out for dinner after this?”
me: “I’ll just eat something at home.”
him: “Do you even have anything at home?”
me: What is that supposed to mean?
him: “It means I want to know if there’s any food in the fucking apartment.”
me: “I don’t know.”
him: “Bullshit.”
me: “I told you. I told you not to leave this until the last minute.”
him: “You’re right!”
me: “What?”
him: “You’re right. Fuck. I said you were right.”
We stood by the car and looked at each other for a minute. Have you ever channeled all your frustration into an argument, and then, once the argument was over, you were still filled with adrenalin and no where to put it?
me: “I’m sorry too.”
him: “Now what?”
me: “I don’t know.”
We stared at each other for a few seconds.Then, he pushed me roughly against the side of the SVU and pinned me against it with his body. As soon as my back hit the SVU, his mouth was on mine. This kiss was rougher than our kisses usually are; however, it still felt familiar. It had an undertone of affection that reminded me that this was the man I fell in love with when we were still both in college.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and carded my fingers through his hair. He wrapped his arms around the top of my back and squeezed possessively. When our kiss depended, and I sucked on his tongue, he groaned and lifted me to wrap my legs around his hips. We were pressed completely against each other. He ground against me roughly. I gasped, and he kissed me again. I can feel his cock through his jeans; he’s so hard right now. One of my hands is tangled in his hair at the back of his head. I use it as leverage to pull his head back to expose his neck. I kiss and suck at his neck as he grinds against me. After he gives a particularly hard thrust, we both pull back far enough to look each other in eye.
him: “We’re in the middle of a parking lot.”
me: “I don’t care.”
Slowly, keeping our eyes locked, I deliberately open the door of the SVU. I climb in, and I feel him follow me. We sit in the back seat facing each other. Then, we lean forward and start kissing. His hands pull my shirt over my head and throw my bra in the floor. Then he leans over me as his hands tease my breasts. My hands run up and down his chest as I slip his polo over his head. As I pushed him back against the seat and climbed into his lap, I thanked God that I’d gone with the tinted windows. Now that it was dark, no one could see in.
Settling into his lap, I ground against him. Even through the layers of our jeans, I could feel his cock, hard and pressing against me. I could feel myself, wet and hot. Shifting a bit, we yanked off our remaining clothes. I grabbed his hair in my hands so that I could expose his neck to kiss and suck it. My hands caressed his chest. His hands gripped my hips and rocked me against him. My bare pussy rubbed against his cock. For a long time, we stayed just like that. Slow, deep, drugging kisses. Hands tangled in hair. We explored each other’s bodies. His thumb teased my clit. My hand twisted up and down his cock.
There was no more point in taking things slow. We were both a mess, moaning and clutching at each other. The confined space of the SVU made the noise of our moans and gasps and whispers seem louder. I push his hand away, and I guide his cock inside me. We both moan loudly. He feels huge inside me, hot and hard. I still once he is completely inside. His hands caress my hips and my sides. My hands stroke his biceps. Soon my body has adjusted, and we can’t wait another minute. Experimentally, I squeeze the muscles of my pussy. He groans. Melting into him, I wrap my arms around his shoulders as I move up and and down on his cock. One of his hands is on my hips guiding me faster. The other is on my clit. His hips rock up to meet mine. We move quickly against each other, the time for teasing long gone. Our pace has become uncontrollable, and our kisses pecks instead of the deep kisses from before. All we can focus on is where we are joined. The air is filled with muttered curses and loud moans. We cling to each other.
I cum before I realize how close I am. My pussy spasms on his cock. My head falls back and try to muffle my scream of pleasure. My fiancé buries his face in my neck. Still basking in the afterglow, I start moving again, eager to watch him cum. It doesn’t take long. Once I start moving, he thrusts roughly against me, practically pulling me down on him. He pulls me down so he can be as deeply in me as possible as he cums. I collapse against his chest, and we cuddle each other for a moment as we recover. Slowly, we start putting our clothes back on. We keep one another close, anxious not to be far from each other. Our frustration and anger from earlier are gone like they never were.
me: “Dinner would be nice.”
He nods.
him: “That steakhouse we went to last week isn’t far from here.”
me: “I’d love that. Then, straight home.”
him: “I can’t wait to get you home.”
We get out of the car, and we move back to the front seats. As my fiancé pulls out of the parking place, he reaches over to link his hand with one of mine in my lap. I stroke his hand with my thumb.
His anger from earlier is completely gone, and I feel my chest swell with tenderness. We should end more arguments this way.