Christmas in college (ff)

We had the house to ourselves! Finally! A weekend for us to just be..well, us. We had it all planned out, we were gonna get cookies and matching PJs and watch movies and cuddle all night. It was going to be the best. So we go, we go get our cookies and whatever other snacks we want to splurge on. We head to Target to pick up whatever matching Pjs she picks out for us. She ends up picking out a red and green flannel PJ set with matching green and red fuzzy socks. The biggest smiles on our faces we checkout and head back to the car. We blast our Christmas music, hold hands, and sing along. It’s cold outside, the windows are slightly foggy. It’s perfect. She’s perfect.
We drive past downtown and see the Christmas lights display, so of course we take a detour and drive through it on our way home.

We get home and burst through the door with sweets and pjs in hand. Immediately, we are ripping off our clothes to change into our new clothes and preheating the oven. I tell her to pick a show or a movie and eagerly go join her in the living room. The fireplace is on, the Christmas tree is lit up, the cookies are in the oven. We are so so so excited!!

25m fucks 18f in her own car [MF]

I went back to my hometown for Christmas, so naturally when Christmas Eve rolled round my old school mates all hit the town for the pub crawl like we did when we did on Friday night when we were 18/19.

A few pubs in I was stood at the bar and this stunning girl (5ft6, blonde hair, great figure and sizeable tits – not huge, but firm when I later fondled them) in a red burgundy dress started speaking to me like she knew me and asking me how I’m doing, what I’m up to, etc. I immediately fantasise to myself about facefucking her and ruining her mascara.

Suddenly she used my name in conversation so that’s when I knew I’d have to come clean and say I didn’t know who she was. SIDE STORY: I used to regularly look after a special needs boy (take him out for dinner, walks, etc) to give his parents some respite care so they can spend time with their other kids when I was 17/18 – did just the holiday after that while I was home from uni up to 21. I hadn’t seen any of them for about 3-4 years. This girl was Abi (not her real name obviously) the older sister of this lad.

Embracing my dominant nature with a cuck and his wife [MFM] [CUCKOLD]

I met George and Maria the way all normal people do: off Reddit. To be fair, it was during the pandemic. I was somewhat new-ish to LA. And Maria connected with me off one of my previous GoneWild stories. It turned out that not only was she also in LA, she was only about 20 min away from me. Which, if you know LA, NEVER HAPPENS. This is a city where a 75 min commute to work is totally normal. And, even better, it turned out that Maria was looking for something specific and naughty: a Bull to dominate both her and her cuck husband.

For those who are unfamiliar, cuckolding is a specific dynamic in the kink world. The “cuck” is a guy who enjoys not just seeing his partner get fucked by a “bull”, but also enjoys being involved in the process as the “subservient” player. I’d played with hotwives before (see my post history), but the husband hadn’t been in the room before, nor had he been a cuck. But I was intrigued. More so when I saw Maria’s photos. She was a deliciously thick Latina. Think Salma Hayek in the face, but with smaller boobs and larger hips. Her husband was a…step behind. White. Balding. Glasses. Definite dadbod. Pretty much the opposite of me (30s, 6’ tall, good looking, athletic, dominant and sensual, and totally not biased about any of the former).

How I fucked the Amazon delivery girl and ended up giving her my package instead [M35/F18-21] [Risky Sex, Slow Burn, Dom, Cheating, Kissing, Public, Doggy]

To give some context to this story, I live with my wife, Heather, in a large two-story modern colonial in the country with a long, narrow dirt driveway. Heather and I have been married twelve years and we do alright for ourselves. I work from home as the lead editor for a popular publishing house and she works full-time outside the home as the general manager of a local brewing company. Our professional lives are extremely involved and busy most days.

Sadly though, I would describe our marriage as pretty run-of-the-mill; we’ve gotten quite complacent these last few years. We’ve both been kind of withdrawing if I’m being honest.

And that’s exactly how these kinds of stories usually begin I imagine.

>>Enter Amber<<

Amber is the young and bubbly girl who delivers our Amazon packages, usually at least once a week (Heather has a closeted Amazon addiction. Needless to say, we get a lot of packages). Out here, the rural carriers are usually pretty consistent too. Every once in a while, there’ll be someone else who delivers our stuff but most of the time Amber is our girl.

Cumming inside of Elena on the beach… and more PART 2 [MF] [Group]

*Huge thanks to everybody who’s been following these stories! It’s been AWHILE… but I finally found time to finish this one about my beach day with Elena. Part 1 is here:*

[*https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wqul0u/cumming_inside_of_elena_on_the_beach_and_more_mf/*](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wqul0u/cumming_inside_of_elena_on_the_beach_and_more_mf/)

*For our backstory/first hookup, here’s the initial series I wrote about her/us:*

[*https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vjwvhe/cumming_inside_my_exs_sister_f_years_later/*](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vjwvhe/cumming_inside_my_exs_sister_f_years_later/)

*As always, please comment/DM if you enjoy!*

*[This is a second attempt to post, as the mods removed the first attempt without any notification or explanation…]*

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As Elena and I reclined on her beach towel, my cum still dripping out of her freshly-fucked pussy, the other couple spread out their towels, set up their umbrella, and got settled a few yards away.

I was still basking in the afterglow with Elena, having just filled her (unknowingly) with an audience. Still, I couldn’t help but check out the much larger tits, with big areolas, that our new topless friend was showing off just a short distance away.

“This is Amy,” Elena said quietly, half-gesturing as the two strangers talked amongst themselves and got situated. “She’s very into free love—and her hubby, Marco, is into cumming on my tits. Which is convenient, because I only like to fuck certain people… like you. But I love letting just about any dude cum on my tits.”

The time I came over to fix your heat [MF]

Maybe the help with your heat was a guise. Maybe it wasn’t, it was just being helpful. Whatever it was I was hoping I could help you out in a tough time at the least, hoping for more at best…

The fix for your heat was an easy one, and I gladly accepted a beer. It went down rather quickly as we had cranked up the heat to test it. Maybe that was the cause for the tension, maybe it was our history; we were good with each other. Not necessarily good for each other, or good to each other, but together, we were good! The next beer went down as good as the first and when the discussion turned to weed and a small pipe I had given you, it wasn’t a huge step to partake in that as well. We both take small hits because I had to drive in a while and you, well let’s just say it can hit you harder than me.

How I lost my virginity to a girl who caught me masturbating in the woods. Chapter 2. Dinner at her parents’ house and my first time giving oral. [M/F 18], [oral]

Continued from Chapter 1 – [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zsvd1b/how_i_lost_my_virginity_to_a_girl_who_caught_me/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zsvd1b/how_i_lost_my_virginity_to_a_girl_who_caught_me/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

After our hike, we drove to her parents’ house for dinner. As we rode along, Crystal grinned at me and said, “So, traditionally we wear pants at dinner at my house, I hope that’s okay?”

I said, “Ha ha, you should be careful with those jokes around your parents.”

“Dave, you have to admit, it’s pretty funny that I busted you totally naked, playing with yourself out in the woods,” Crystal teased.

I sighed, “I thought I was alone,” as we pulled into her parents’ driveway.

Her parents were pleased to see that I once again brought her home earlier than we agreed. I had clean clothes in my truck to change into for dinner and I was going to shower at her house. Crystal’s mom said, “Crystal, show him the guest shower in the basement. There is a towel for you there, Dave.”

We got to the basement bathroom and Crystal said, “there should be soap and shampoo in the shower.” Crystal just stood there looking at me. I said, “Okay, I’ll be up in a bit.” She looked outside the bathroom and then said, “Come on, take off your clothes.” I said, “your parents,” and she said, “quick, I just want to see it again.”

Repaying my [F] lost bet to my boyfriend

I previously made a bet with my boyfriend for the world cup final. Argentina won and I lost the bet, so he got to decide what I would wear for a day.

I was supposed to go to my office last Friday morning before heading to his place. He had chosen from my wardrobe a white blouse and a black PU leather flare skirt that was perhaps a little too short for the office, but nothing too ridiculous as to raise eyebrows. My office is pretty chill anyway. He had wanted me to wear absolutely nothing underneath, but thankfully changed his mind after I showed him how visible my breasts would be through the material of the blouse without a bra. Not that I would have gone through with it. He picked out a nice white bra for me, but insisted on nothing down below. I protested, but he was insistent.

It was my first time out in public with nothing under my skirt, so I was pretty nervous, trying my best to keep my movements small and cautious. I felt so exposed the entire time, and it didn’t help that I was getting a few extra glances from some of the guys in the office, although none of my colleagues really commented on my outfit. I headed straight to my boyfriend’s place after work where he immediately pulled me into his room, lifted up my skirt and bent me over.

Morning Sex! [M40’s F30’s] [Multiple Orgasms] [Teasing] [Creampie]

t’s 6:30 am, I’ve just woke up. It’s still kind of dark out. You’re laying next to me, you have the t shirt you always wear to bed on but nothing else. You’re on your side, I can see the soft curve of your ass. My eyes are still a little cloudy, I can’t take them off the subtle curve of your hip. I reach out and slowly run my fingers over the curve, your soft skin warm to the touch. I trace higher, just under the tshirt to your rib cage. You slowly stir and roll completely onto your back.

I can see your smooth pussy tucked between your legs. I run my fingers over your stomach and slid them up your rib cage on the opposite side. Im already hard and reaching across your body rubs the tip of my cock against your hip. The precum leaking from me has attached to you as I roll away from you and slide my hand back across your body, there is a string left connecting us.

The entity and me (Pt 1 and Pt 2) [NonCon] [M28] [F22] [Fantasy] [Rough]

PART 1 AND 2. Part 2 is denoted by ———

There was something in the house, I could feel it. I didn’t know what it was, but I knew I was not alone.
I sat up slowly in bed. I looked around, and listened for any signs of life.

There was nothing there. I was going crazy.

I lay down again. I started to relax, when I felt a great sense of calm and pressure. It was strange. I was starting to fall asleep, completely calm, when I felt a growing heat between my legs.

It was strange. Out of nowhere, this feeling of a strange weight on my chest and of growing desire.

I rolled onto my front. I felt terrified but I had a heightened feeling of awareness.

Then I felt a breath on the back of my neck.

I couldn’t have imagined it. But when I turned around there was nowhere there. I felt scared, but strangely disappointed.

I lay again on my front and felt another, slow, breath on my neck, and more pressure , as if there was a force holding me there.