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[F25][Group][S&M] Gloryhole Fucktoy Part 2

Gloryhole Fucktoy Part 2

My mind was hazy, clouded by my arousal. I knelt on the hardwood floor of the gloryhole booth. My booty shorts were damp, my pussy throbbed, and my face was painted with AJ’s load. I had been instructed to pleasure as many stranger’s cocks as I could tonight. AJ was standing guard outside my booth and telling all the men that an eager fuck toy was awaiting them. The booth I was in was large enough that two people could easily fuck inside of it. There was a glory hole on the left wall, the right wall, and in the center wall. The fourth side of the square booth was the door that AJ was standing behind.

The first cock slipped through the hole in the wall. It was semi erect, tan, black tufts of well groomed pubic har crowned the base of the shaft. He was uncut, my favorite I hungrily crawled to the gloryhole edge. I positioned myself like a dog, on my hands and knees with my ass pushed upwards as I took the first cock’s balls between my lips. I began to worship him with my tongue, my saliva coating his fleshy sack. He tasted salty, sweaty, just the way I liked it. I inhaled his manly scent as I began to lick up his shaft. With a final kiss to the head of his cock I slid my lips over it. Read more »

Part 3 – Aunt has a surprise for me

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kcb3n0/part1_my_aunts_been_jerking_me_since_lockdown/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kfpfgg/part2_my_submissive_hesitant_aunt_and_i_take_our/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

I apologise for the late update but a few interesting things have happened since last time. My aunt and I have been spending the nights together a lot more. The template for the acts was eerily similar. I would spoon her, we would kiss, I finger her, rub my dick on her pussy lips then come in them. Quite plain, vanilla non-penetrative sex.

Last Sunday though, she made an interesting request. She asked me to not masturbate for 5 days. The next night I went to her bed but got blown off. She wouldn’t touch me at all and did not even let me sit on her bed. I came back disappointed and wanted to jerk off. Within seconds I got a text message from her. It said, “Remember no touching yourself!”. I ignored it and started to stroke my cock. Another message. “You promised”. It was as if she was watching me. I complied and went to sleep a bit pissed off. Read more »

Tim and Alexa part 34

Linda’s early afternoon date was in a funk. He was down, and couldn’t get up. She cuddled close to him, whispering sweet things, hoping to shake him out of his depressed state of mind. He drew a deep breath, and finally, it came out. His wife was leaving him.

“Damn bitch, I gave her fifteen years, and then she gets all high and mighty! She’s a slut, no better than that! Says it isn’t me, damn straight it isn’t. Last week our neighbor had a pool party, and I saw her making cow eyes at the neighbor’s 20-year-old son. She’s 45, could be his Mommy, but that didn’t stop her. When I didn’t see her for a while, I went looking. I saw her in the guest bedroom of their house, riding the son’s cock, grunting and thrusting, riding like a sex-crazed cowgirl. They didn’t see me, and I tried to stop watching but I couldn’t. Seeing her body in the flush of hot fucking, my cock was harder than ever, and I wanted to take her home and fuck her right after. She would be nicely warmed up, so when we left, and I was ready to get mine, she gets all huffy, says she’s got a headache and flounces off to our guest bedroom. And this morning, she pulls the plug. Little cunty bitch, nothing but a slut. Sluts, all women are sluts, just like her, just like you!” Read more »

[FMF] Summer of 2001

The turn of the millennium was marked by the continuation of the underground clubs of the nineties, a whole new swathe of recreational drugs hitting the streets and the ladette attitude becoming the dominant force of British lady’s culture. Free women were bending over a car in a random car park at 3AM for a stranger to let her feel like a whore in a momentary escape of the crushing societal expectations placed upon her by the generations before.

It was at this time I met my husband-to-be on the dance floor in a nightclub with flickering strobe lights and lasers heightening the effects of the ecstasy coursing through my veins, ours eyes met, and I immediately begun to grind my ass against his crotch in rhythm to the loud music. Deep base pumped out of the speakers that surrounded us and our first five minutes together can be summed up with my leatherette mini skirt pulled up to just below my navel, a Victoria’s Secret black thong slid to the side, and three fingers deeply gouging out my wet pussy whilst surrounded by intoxicated revellers packed tightly on the arena floor. Read more »

How I eventually [M19] turned my [F18] freshman friend-with-benefits into a pussy eating, spitroasted slut [MF] [FF] [MMF]

*Hi* [r/gonewildstories](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories)*, like many of you I’m stuck in lockdown at present, so I said I’d try alleviate some quarantine induced sexual frustration (and hopefully spark it in others!) by writing about some of my wilder stories. While I’m 23 now, I’m fresh out of college so a lot of these stories come from when I was 18-21 where I was younger, dumber and more full of.. Social energy. I’m an okay looking guy, 6ft2, pale skin, brown curly hair, brown eyes and broad shoulders but thickset, I’ve been described a lot as “cuddly” but much to my surprise as a previously awkward teenager, I found in college that my understanding of women versus my fellow college age boys (I had the advantage of growing up with 4 sisters and really only hung out with girls when I was younger), led me to become a bit of a slut. While I plan on smudging details and changing names for the sake of respect and anonymity, I don’t aim to fabricate any stories, so no, I did not fuck Ariana Grande on a plane whilst everyone clapped.* Read more »

Forced — Forced to have sex with my boyfriend during a fight.

It was happening again. We were fighting, I don’t even know why, did I do something wrong, did he? All that I knew for sure was that at the moment I hated him, absolutely, everything about him, and the look in his eyes said he hated me as well.

I screamed at him, “You’re a manipulative fucking prick!”

He screamed back, “You’re a two faced lying bitch!”

We were both in an uncontrollable rage now, I spat at him. He wiped it off, and as he did so something changed in his eyes, it scared me. He’d never hit me before, but I thought that he might now. I could see that some line had been crossed, some threshold broken; now he was truly in an uncontrollable rage.

He stepped towards me, I stepped back. My anger forgotten for the moment, replaced by fear, I was sure he was going to hit me now. Even when I’d hit him in the past, he’d never hit me back, he thought it was cute, I couldn’t hurt him, no matter how hard I hit him, and it had always infuriated me. Read more »

In the morning [NSFW]

4:24 am

4:25 am

4:26 am

Okay, why the fuck is the time going so slow? I shut my eyes again only to wake them up and see 4:27 am. I groan into my pillow and I take a few deep breaths.

Maybe if you calm yourself down you can fall asleep.

I try to get comfortable in the bed but it’s just not working. I get out of bed and I walk to the kitchen. I open the fridge and I grab some stuff to make a sandwich.

I’m not even hungry but I’m just hoping a full stomach will make me tired. I let out a deep sigh as I started to grab a pan. I cut up some butter and dropped it in the pan with the bread.

As I grabbed the knife and started slicing the cheese, a pair of arms slipped around my waist. “Oh fuck-“

I drop the knife on the cutting board and I groan. “Jesus Christ, you can’t sneak up on me like that. Especially at… 4:40 in the morning.” He sighs and says “I’m sorry baby.” Read more »

One night, two strangers, in Toronto [FM]

These past two weeks I [32F] find myself doing things I’ve never done before.

I had planned to meet up with the man who took my anal virginity on Saturday. He had messaged after that incredibly hot and intense night and we made plans for about a week later. In the mean time, I had been so horny, maybe a little bored.

I posted to the usual subreddits, thinking I might find someone interesting to keep me satisfied until my anal appointment Saturday.

I talked to someone – he seemed experienced, good looking and could hold a decent conversation. We made plans to meet that same night. Plus it was Friday and we both had no plans at all.

I got to his house in an Uber, I had decided to drink a little before leaving. I was nervous and I didn’t want to be overly shy. I didn’t have much time but I needed to come. He opened the door and lead me straight into his room. We sat and talked for a bit, I was nervous but decently attracted to him. After smoking a few joints and taking some more shots, we began making out. I hate to judge a book by it’s cover, however I wasn’t too impressed. He was awkward, slobbery, kept shoving his tongue in my mouth and letting it sit there. Read more »

[MF] Driving Off the Spleen

For the last seven years I’ve taken one, extended trip annually. Alone and to a country I’ve never visited before. I don’t stay in resorts and I try to spend as much time as I can outside. I trek a lot. I go diving or fishing. It’s my way of doing what Melville’s Ishmael called “driving off the spleen.” I love technology, the internet, the comforts and care provided by modern science. And I have nothing but eyeroll for people who romanticize the past and pine for a world without modern dentistry or antibiotics while simultaneously carrying remote access to the sum total of acquired human knowledge in their hip pockets. Frankly, I feel very fortunate that my little flash-in-the-pan life happened to begin in the century and decade it that did. But sometimes it’s too saturated. Too loud. Too seasoned to taste. I feel like I have to shut it off for a while periodically to appreciate it while I’m in it. It’s probably also better for people who have to be around me on a regular basis. Since I started doing this, I yell less at traffic and less frequently contemplate violence when I see people delaying meals and interrupting other people’s work to Instagram a sandwich or a cocktail. Read more »

OK. Here’s how I really lost my virginity. [MF]

Everyone mentioned below is 18 years old. You might want to read this [other post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l353zp/how_i_lost_my_virginity_in_a_car_with_5_other/) of mine before you read this one. And if you read the comments from that last post of mine and came here for the DDR, I promise the introduction below will not disappoint you.

I was moderately obsessed with Dance Dance Revolution for about 16 months in my late teens. Yes, it was a phase. No, I haven’t kept up with the game, it’s been at least 5 years since I’ve last played. This story starts in approximately month 14 of my obsession phase. I was fucking good at that game by this time. I could consistently score SDGs on my favorite songs on heavy mode. Anyone else who came around and put up scores like mine was always a total bar-raper. I was all about playing with some style. And I was starting to learn doubles mode too but hated how it was 2x as expensive. Read more »