A Hotel Adventure [FFM] [first threesome] [First Person] [MILF]

(Apologies in advance for the mistakes in sentence structure or strange choices of words sometimes. It’s been translated from Dutch as well as possible.)

I lie on the bed in the dimly lit hotel room and feel sexy. Excitingly nervous. My clothes are already taken off, but I’m wearing the most exciting outfit I’ve ever worn. Actually, I am not really into it, but for this occasion I’m wearing very nice exciting stockings and a luxurious but horny lingerie set. The black panties that feel wonderfully soft are made of a luxurious, slightly transparent fabric and above that I wear an exciting “harness” set that mainly consists of straps and straps and that took some time to put on. But the result is impressive! When I just looked at myself in the mirror, I found myself looking very sexy.

I can hear W. busy in the bathroom of our hotel room and wonder how he feels now. Tonight it’s going to happen: we have fantasized about it often, and during sex it is also something that regularly comes up in our nice horny talk ..

Tinder date [M] fucked me [F] in the ass, pissed on me, and made me drink my own squirt. I still can’t believe it happened…

So this happened last week… My boyfriend and I were discussing ways to spice up our sex lives so we decided to meet again on Tinder as strangers, and never talk about it ever again, like never ever.

We matched on Tinder, chatted on Line and arranged to meet up. He was playing a Japanese scientist, who was stuck in my country due to Covid closing the borders. We met at a hotel, he was wearing a lab coat and glasses, and looked like he came straight from work. Typically Japanese, he waited for me at the hotel lobby, stood up when I walked over, bowed and introduced himself. We had already exchanged fantasies on Line, and I had told him of my desire to be humiliated and degraded.

Walking to his room, we reached the door and he asked me to drop on all fours and crawl into the room. I did as told. Turned right into the bathroom and into the bath tub as ordered. He asked me to remove my panties and play with myself. I did as told. It wasn’t easy as he was standing over me, and I told him so… he proceeded to unzip and pissed over my hair, my dress, my face and into my mouth. It was the hottest moment in my life, changed my mood immediately. I came in my pee stained dress, fingers in myself and wondering where we could go from here.

Nipples, Bastards and Broken Things [FF]

I had about four hours to kill at JFK, and they had really dragged. I sat on an un-ergonomic metal chair and read fifty pages of Knausgård, until my tailbone and the upper flesh of my arse started to ache and I had to get up and walk around for a while. I read a display which told me that Terminal 8 is the largest passenger terminal at the airport. ‘To have an idea,’ the sign said, ‘is twice the size of Madison Square Garden, in NYC.’ The missing words and the weird diction made me screw my face up, my tired brain rereading it four or five times. Bland marketing spiel by Google Translate.

I went to the bathroom to pee, and only realised once I got there that I had already done so twenty minutes earlier. I sat in the harshly-lit stall with my pants down and thumbed through messages on my phone, again telling myself that I would reply to my agent tomorrow, deleting the latest obscene message from my ex-boyfriend Ash without really reading it, just dimly acknowledging that he wanted to do things which, if he knew how close my vagina was to a cold and plasticky airport toilet seat, he would reconsider.

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 7 (MF) (Voyeur) (Office Sex)

“Good morning, good morning, baby girl!” Rod bursts through the office door carrying two large garment bags. “Stop whatever you are doing because Rod is here and Rod is more important than what you are doing!”

He leans in and kisses Anna on the mouth. “And don’t you even think about putting that devil mouth anywhere else! We have work to do!”

“Good morning, Rod, good to see you!” Anna laughs and kisses him back, winking as he pulls away.

The boss steps out of his office. “Oh, I thought I heard an obnoxious old queen out here.”

Rod mock glares at him. “White boy, I ain’t old. I’m vintage.” Then he smiles. “Now both of y’all get in there and get naked. And no touching! I don’t need to see you squishing bits!”

Anna stands and follows him to the office. She barely registers the click of the lock anymore. She starts to remove her clothes and sees her boss staring at her.

“Sir, you’ve seen me naked before,” she says with a smile.

The Transformation Part 1[MtoF][body swap][transformation][Mf][creampie]

Melissa looked at herself in the full length mirror in the corner of her bedroom. Her skin was soft and smooth, nearly flawless, and her eyes were emerald green. Her lips were full, pouty and naturally pink, matching her golden blond hair that flowed gracefully over her slim shoulders. Her swan-like neck was adorned with a bejewelled necklace that told the world her name. Her tight, bubblegum pink tank top stopped just above her pierced naval, and her perky B-cups just barely peaked over the top of the fabric. Her tiny white boy shorts hugged her petite backside and showed off a slight camel toe as she stared at herself in the mirror.

Melissa’s appearance might have seemed like an average eighteen year old girl, but there was something peculiar about the reflection that stared back at her. When Melissa had gone to bed the night before, her name was Greg. She was a middle aged man with a job and a wife, but something had changed since she had fallen asleep mere hours before. She stared into the mirror and thought hard about what could have brought her to this moment.

The Blowjob Carnival (Part 3) [MF]

(If you’re familiar with my story intros, skip to the ———–)

[Last time](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i2d8wa/4_tea_station_the_carnival_part_2_mf/), I (20, M) introduced you, dear reader, to Mary (18, F), my girlfriend who threw me a Carnival-themed party and surreptitiously turned it into an extended birthday present of creative blowjobs. Each carnival table activity had its own card. Hidden inside was a sexy message with a tease about the kind of oral pleasure I’d be in for. First, she gave me a Retro Candy blowjob and indulged in an explosion of Pop Rocks and cum at the same time. She then gave me a luxurious blowjob with temperature play which finished with me watching her sip my cum from a cup of hot tea. That left us with 8 to go.

1. ~~Pop-Rocks and Assorted candies~~
2. Pie-in-the-face
3. Candlemaking
4. ~~Tea station~~
5. Whack-a-mole
6. Bubble-maker
7. Rope puzzles
8. Hall of mirrors
9. Ring Toss
10. “Freak show”

The catch [true story]

This happened about a year ago. It had been five months since my girlfriend dumped me, so I went back to the place I met her: Tinder. Had about three dates, one of which ended up with a girl inviting me to her apartment and really good, fun sex.

About a month after that, I matched this girl. For the sake of anonymity, let’s call her Chloe. Black hair, brown skin, and a beautiful, firm butt. Her pictures looked sexy, provocative and all-around DYNAMITE: Laying on her bed, at the beach, sitting in a sexy red dress… she was hot and she knew it! We started talking the minute we matched, and not before long, we were talking via Instagram.

“So, what brings you to Tinder?”, I asked her one day. The conversation went as follows:

Chloe: “Well, I used it for sex, but now I’m open to anything”.

Me: “Would you use it for casual sex again?”

Chloe: “Yeah”

Now, I’m not the most confident guy, and I don’t get laid that often. I paused for about a minute and wondered if I should ask her… and after taking my time, I said it:

Invitation from a friend [OC] [FM]

Heyo i’m back with another story.

This one will be a bit longer than usual cuz I want to get all the details…

It was 2/3 years ago. Me and my (ex)gf just broke up and I had an awful day so I went out for a couple of drinks to my favourite bar.

Usually I wouldn’t mind drinking alone, but this time I wanted someone to talk to, so I went through my contact list and called some friends. Sadly noone could come. That’s when I saw an old friends name. Let’s call her Nadia.

Nadia was 2 years younger than me (I was 22/21 at the time). We were classmates for like 3 years.
She was skinny, very petite and very cute. Around ~150/140cm.
After the school we didn’t really meet in person, rather just chat on FB msg.
She would often ask me for relationship advice and stuff like that.
That’s when I remembered she moved to the same city.

“Well, its worth a shot.” I thought and called her.

“Hey Nadia it’s me, I was wondering if maybe ud want to join me at that place?”

Ammie and Beryl[MFf, exh, fantasy, Str8, Bi]

I sat by my bed, reading a new book. Well, trying to, at least – I wasn’t able to pay much attention at the moment, considering the young woman cuddled up nearby.

Beryl was lying on her back on my bed, reading a chemistry textbook of all things. Clearly she’d taken well to her new major. A little shorter and squatter than her older sister, she’d always been more academic and not quite as physically active as Amaranthe. As such, she wasn’t nearly as muscled, and had a little bit more weight on her. Not rubenesque, but certainly a bit more curvy then her sister.

Her legs were absolutely gorgeous, though, which was what held my attention at the moment. She was wearing a white overlong t-shirt as a nightgown with slits for her wings, a similar color to her alabaster skin. . . I wasn’t certain she wore anything at all beneath it. I considered the idea that I could ask her to lift up the shirt for a moment and find out, but a combination of discomfort at the request and not wanting to distract her from her reading, I decided not to.

I[F] spread my legs like a whore for a strangers[M] in a mall.

18F, 36-24-34

I went to an all girl school and now an all girl college. I never experienced having a first boyfriend, neither have I met a lot of guys in my life. I’ve been a shy girl.. till now. I’ve recently discovered my exhibitionist side. I love spreading my legs like a whore for strangers in public places. It turns me on to no end. I’ve been actively looking for places to try this and see how further I’d let myself go.

This happened around Christmas time, it was a Sunday morning and I had to make my trip to the nearby mall to pick up some groceries for the week. I knew I’d be whoring around, so I decided to wear something appropriate and something which could be easily pulled down. I chose a skimpy tube top and the shortest skirt I could find. Ofcourse, I didn’t wear any underwear. I drove to the mall, I chose to do this on a Sunday in the hopes that there’d be many people there, and boy, I wasn’t disappointed. The parking lot itself was jam packed. I was already a little wet in anticipation. I had to drive down to basement 2 to find a spot to park.