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One Step Further Pt. 1 [MF] [Oral] [Cheating] [Consensual]

Tiffany checked her reflection in her bedroom’s standing mirror, quirking her mouth as she debated her outfit. *Too casual*, she eventually decided and pulled off her t-shirt. She figured she’d keep the jeans, not wanting to go the opposite way and come off too dressy. She just needed to find the right top.

“Remind me again how this isn’t a date,” came Kyle’s voice from speaker phone. Stuffing the shirt into a drawer and pushing it shut with her hip, she grabbed her cell from the dresser and made her way over to the closet. She flipped through the tops hanging inside with one hand while holding her phone with the other. “Cause it feels a little like a date.”

“Mainly because I’m dating you,” she said matter-of-factly. “For, like, the past month.”

“Yeah, I know, it’s just…”

Kyle trailed off as Tiffany found the perfect top and tugged it off the hanger. It was loose and oversized with a wide neck that would reveal her collarbones almost all the way to her shoulders but the cotton knit was the perfect style, right between casual and formal, and the heather gray went well with the light blue of her tight jeans. She laid the top onto the bed and placed her phone next to it, freeing both her hands. She unhooked her bra, releasing her modest breasts, and removed the straps, which would have been clearly visible and just too suggestive in her mind. Read more »

How I [M] managed to hook up with the coworker that I had a crush on [F]

For context – this was a story I recently shared with a Reddit friend of mine, and she insisted that I post it here – so if it reads a little oodly you’ll know why!

So myself and DD work together. We sat next to each other for a number of months and got quite close to each other. I made her laugh a lot. There was a tension between us that we didn’t address… But anyway, I had friends over from work for a party, and we were a little touchy-feely (not in a flirty way, but just a lot of contact), but I know she had a boyfriend. I didn’t make a move.

So, I have another drinks night soon after, having my work friends over again. We get more drunk, and her and another friend of mine and me all stay in my bed. I had given her a t-shirt and shorts of mine, and my other friend stayed fully dressed, with him on my left and her on my right. Eventually, the other guy left (maybe he picked up the vibe?), and I spooned her with her holding my arm around her waist, rubbing her feet against mine… and of course we gave in to our temptation. She had actually fought with her bf that night about staying over at mine because he saw me as a bit of a threat… whoops! Read more »

Sharing my wife against my will? [MF] [M]

Sharing wife against my will? [MF] [M] With updates

Original post followed by updates. I was adding them last night but not sure people could see them.

My wife [27] and I [28] have been married almost four years. We started dating in college and got married a little while after I graduated.

She has a good sized following on Instagram and 99% of what she posts is from our workouts, whether it’s CrossFit or hiking or whatever. I will be the first to admit I married way out of my league. I will never deny that.

We have worked out at the same gym for a while now. Lots of old faces but some new ones every so often. Not a lot of people stick with CrossFit but there’s always a new person willing to try it out. On Monday, a new guy showed up. The guy is in incredible shape, and he’s a freak because of his size. He’s probably 6’5” and I’m guessing 245, but that’s a guess. He has nothing but muscle on his frame. Read more »

Horny Housemates Part I [MF] [Voy]

By the time he finally reached the house, Jack was pretty tired of carrying all his stuff around. He’d taken three heavy bags on two trains and a taxi, and was *really* starting to hope that he wouldn’t have to do much ‘moving in’ – he’d much rather just go to sleep until his arms stopped aching.
The house was one he’d found online, which he’d be sharing with four strangers, apparently. It wasn’t Jack’s ideal living situation, but he was just out of uni and starting his first job, so it was going to have to do. Besides, it didn’t look too bad – for a fairly modern, three storey house just outside the city centre, it was a bargain!

The doorbell played a vaguely familiar tune, followed by a few long seconds of silence. Jack sighed, setting down some of his bags, and pressed again, the same tune ringing out to no answer. The email had said there would be someone there already, but maybe he’d missed something…
Just as he started fishing in his pockets for his phone, the door opened to show a girl with long, dirty blonde hair slouching in the hallway. She was wearing tight grey leggings that hugged muscular thick thighs, and an equally flattering black tank top, with just enough cleavage to hold Jack’s gaze for an awkward second. She looked bored more than anything, but on seeing him, she stood up a bit and smiled.
“Hi! You must be one of my new roommates! My name’s Steph.”
Jack reached out a hand to shake. Her grip was surprisingly firm.
“Jack. Nice to meet you.” Read more »

The Story of Cunt II: Day One [BDSM] [public] [forced]

**Author’s note: Some of you may remember the original TSOC that was released a while back. You can find it in my profile. I had no plans to do a sequel or write anything else like this basically, but I got inspired by some research and well, here we are!**

It had been so long since she had been here. So much had changed. For one thing, she had finally stopped lying to herself. After her last session with the mistress, she had finally stopped lying to herself and gone in for gender reassignment. It also happened to be around this time that the pill that acted as a fetish for her during that fateful week was finally perfected, allowing her to finally become who she had always wanted, functioning genitals and all.

She stood at the door for a moment, in her crop top and short denim shorts, unsure if she was ready to go in. It had been quite a while, but what she had gone through was something that she could never forget. Did Mistress feel the same? Would she even remember her? How many people go through these doors every day? Surely her time as Cunt was just a transaction, nothing more. She knew that she had to leave her own head if she was to go in there. Read more »

Wild Week chapter 3 (family fun)

CHAPTER 3 : Tuesday

Billy didn’t wake until 9 the next morning when his alarm went off. Groggily, he reached out and groped for the off button. “Shit,” he cursed, squinting at the clock. He had missed Brianna. He remembered how her tits had bobbled under her T-shirt at supper last night, her nipples poking out on either side of the teddy bear on her chest. He rolled out of bed, checked Madeline’s window through the binoculars, seeing no sign of her, then went down the hall to the bathroom. After taking a leak, he went downstairs and got a bowl of cereal, eating it in front of the TV watching American Gladiators. When he finished, he went back up to his room and got dressed for practice. He decided he had better wake Mom before leaving.

He went down the hall to her door and raised his hand to knock, but hesitated. Instead, he slowly turned the doorknob, opening the door an inch as silently as he could, and peeked in through the crack. The door was only a few feet from Mom’s side of the bed, with her night table between the two. His breath caught as he saw Mom sleeping, lying on her back with one arm across her face and her mouth open. She had no covers on and her short white nightgown was hiked up around her waist, revealing the large bushy triangle of her dark red-brown muff. He eased the door open quietly and crept over to the side of the bed. Read more »

The Story of Cunt II: Day One

**Author’s note: Some of you may remember the original TSOC that was released a while back. You can find it in my profile. I had no plans to do a sequel or write anything else like this basically, but I got inspired by some research and well, here we are!**

It had been so long since she had been here. So much had changed. For one thing, she had finally stopped lying to herself. After her last session with the mistress, she had finally stopped lying to herself and gone in for gender reassignment. It also happened to be around this time that the pill that acted as a fetish for her during that fateful week was finally perfected, allowing her to finally become who she had always wanted, functioning genitals and all.

She stood at the door for a moment, in her crop top and short denim shorts, unsure if she was ready to go in. It had been quite a while, but what she had gone through was something that she could never forget. Did Mistress feel the same? Would she even remember her? How many people go through these doors every day? Surely her time as Cunt was just a transaction, nothing more. She knew that she had to leave her own head if she was to go in there. Read more »

Hearing my bestfriend get her guts arranged in the same room.

My best friend used to introduce me to everyone. I met Matt and Travis one night with her. I met him through my at the time best friend and his best friend. My best friend and I were at my house drinking by ourselves and having a fire.

“We should invite some people to come hangout!” She (well call her Emma) suggested.

“Im down, but who?” I responded. It was already pretty late in the night, and many of the people who were talking to me had already been in bed.

“Well my friend Travis is with Matt and theyre just cruising around,” she said, and I told her why not! I had never met them, but i knew of them and had heard a lot about them.

They showed up about 10 minutes after we learned they were coming. Emma and I had been drinking Reds, and they had brought some more. They introduced themselves to us, and we made a little small talk. Matt was casually checking me out, while Travis was close to emma.

They went back to their car to get more beer and emma came up to me. Read more »

The most intense four hours of my life [FF] – Part 2

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifn748/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_1/) * [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifn9dd/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_2/) * [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifnap9/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_3/) * [Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifncgx/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_4/) * [Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifndno/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_5/)

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The crescendo began again, poco a poco; mouth on mouth, lips on nipples, skin on skin. Her fingers slid between us again, sliding through the veritable pool of wetness between us, over my swollen clit, teasing and stroking until I was writhing with my back arched. I barely managed to meet her eyes and gasp “don’t stop! Don’t you fucking dare stop!” before pleasure flooded through me. I grabbed her hand and pressed it against me as I came, rubbing against it in the involuntary thrusting of a much-needed orgasm, and she kept it pressed there as I fell back into serenity, broken only by intermittent throbs, twitches and gasps.

When I could compose myself enough to open my eyes, she met them with a mischievous look- and wiggled the fingers that rested on me. I gasped in sensitive response, but she kept her movements delicate, barely there, and I never quite had to pull away. Gently, gently, she circled my clit, her fingers frictionless against me, barely touching, barely rubbing, but always there, sliding smoothly through my slipperiness until I could feel that throbbing pleasure start to build again. Read more »