The Nurses, Part 2 [NSFW]

He was on the bed now, on top of me, his fully awake cock pressing against my clit, which was still covered by my panties. He kissed me and while he did, he reached down and got my panties under his thumb and began to drag them down before he stopped. “Do you want to keep going?” he asked, looking into my eyes just an inch from my face. My heart. *Oh, my heart*. Well, my heart *and* my nether regions—let me tell you what, I was so wet I was making a spot on the bed after only a minute. I shook my head yes, as any eloquence I had was completely out the window in this heated moment. He continued pulling my panties down and started teasing my clit with the head of his cock.

Tim discovers his step sister’s secret.

It had been a shitty day at school. Eighteen year old Tim Masterson had just gotten home when he heard girlish giggling coming from the other side of the hedge row that screened off the pool area. He stopped to listen, picking up several female voices, although he couldn’t hear what was being said, just the laughter. His curiosity picqued, he quick-stepped down the row and around the corner to the back door of the pool house.

As he entered, he noticed that the French doors that led to the pool were all open. He hurried across the room, which consisted of a seating area around a fireplace, a kitchenette/bar area, and the door to a connected bathroom. Sidling up to the open front doors, he peaked around and immediately got an eyeful.

“Ho-ly-fuck!” he whispered to himself.

Not thirty feet away, his step-sister and two other girls were lounging on pool chairs, all chattering animatedly over each other, all blonde, all topless. Tim’s eyes feasted on three sets of firm, young, naked tits. In addition to Chloe, his 19 year old step-sister, he recognized Madison and Taylor, also 19, two of her fellow cheerleaders at the local college. They were all oiled up and gleaming in the bright sun, their hair in ponytails and sunglasses shading their eyes.

[MF] Me and the Director

Here’s another throwback story that I had forgotten about until all of the recent protests. All of the activism reminded me of some vonteering I did in my younger years. About 15 years ago I was volunteering at this non-profit whose focus was on reducing gun violence. I didn’t really have any special skills, I was just looking for something to be a part of in a new city. Anyway, it was a pretty loosely organized group of volunteers, almost all of whom were over the age of 65. The director, who shall be named Shelly, was only about 5 years older than I was, which made us fast friends because everyone else was an OG hippie.

Shelly and I worked well together, she had a super spunky personality, as well as very smart and passionate about her work. Body type she wasn’t really what I looked for, but cute. Very blonde chin length hair, a little on the plus side but not out of control. She was athletic, played golf, or swam, or something like that. Cute smile. Even though she was the director she was very chill. In fact I soon made it into the circle of trust in which she shared she smoke a lot of pot. Like wake-and-bake sort of style. So, easy going, no drama.

Powers of Persuasion 2: A More Willing Subject [ff/fff, light D/s]

The Story So Far/tl;dr – Jamie has the ability to make anyone comply with her little commands. After using her power to turn Mary — her former nemesis and the head cheerleader — into her own pussy-pleaser, the two develop an unlikely relationship and determine to start corrupting the rest of the people in their lives.

“Yeah, but Brad’s such a tease. I’ve been on two dates with him and he won’t do more than kiss,” said Evangeline, tossing aside a lock of her black hair. She was tall and lanky, with a thin, diamond shaped face.

Mary glanced at her clock, double checking the time. 10:34. Another minute before she was supposed to meet Jamie in the bathroom. Ugh. Why was lunch so early? Stupid high school. The other girls in the cheer squad surrounded her at the lunch table, blathering about…whatever.

“Maybe he’s gay? He’s just looking for a beard,” said Brittney with a chuckle.

Opening the clock app, Mary watched the second hand go by, hiding her phone and pretending to text. Forty-five seconds.

“What? A beard? Mary, do I have a beard?”

[FF] why i sleep naked (long-ish!)

Recently, work has started up again for me (19F) and my girlfriend (20F), but I’m taking summer classes so I can’t go in for work. She has to be up at 6:30 every day to go in for work, but my class isn’t until noon so our sleep schedules don’t totally line up.

That being said, two weeks ago she told me “you should really sleep naked more often!” Not one to question much, I did as she asked, and I started sleeping totally naked. Sometimes in just panties but usually not. For the first few nights, it was pretty normal. I’m not used to sleeping totally nude, I usually wear a tshirt and panties at least, so it took some getting used to but I think she just liked the skin-to-skin contact.

That all changed at the beginning of this week. Normally when her alarm goes off for work I bother her until she gets up and turns it off, but this morning was different. She got up straight away and turned it off, I barely even stirred. She didn’t leave bed though, but I hardly noticed, and soon fell back asleep.

I turned him dominant for me ;) [MF]

If you haven’t read my previous posts, I’m extremely submissive. I love to be dominated and told what to do. I love when I’m praised on how obedient I am. I often tell guys that I want them to do what they want to me and that I don’t want a choice. I think taking control every once in a while could be fun but for the most part, I like to be the one following instruction (although I am a pretty big brat hehe). I like it a bit rough and I’m a big fan of some light degrading. Now I love all that but I’m also a pretty soft person, so I just want to be held and cuddled and loved on after being fucked so hard that I cant speak or walk.

All that to say, it really sucks when I meet a guy who’s not into anything like that.

Repost: Skinny Dipping Gone Wrong [Humilation, Pet Pay, Orgasm Control, MDom, Fsub]

This post got deleted because I forgot to include tags. So this is the repost. I am also currently writing a sequel. Follow me if you want the teaser.

**Original Post**

Yes, I know fantasizing about catching a girl skinny dipping is juvenile. So is stealing her cloth and making her do humiliating tasks to get them back. However, I also know that this fantasy is rather hot.

Anywho, enjoy my first prompt here. I hope it goes without saying that this is just a fantasy and Mr. Green’s behavior is not acceptable in the real world.

**That time Tiffany went skinny dipping**

As a kid, Tiffany used to love summer vacation. However, now that she has been to college and tasted freedom, she hates the summer. She hates having a curfew. She hates that she has to stay sober for the next few months. And most of all she hates being so far away from her boyfriend, or anything remotely interesting for that matter, because her parents’ house is literally located at bumblefuck, nowhere, USA.

I came on my girlfriend’s stomach with the help of her friend [MFF]

(This is a direct continuation of an earlier story, [Part I found here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h9rtzk/my_first_threesome_turned_into_an_allnight/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)).

We took a moment to catch our breath following on from the first hour of threeway fun. Minaa had grabbed herself a new glass of wine, and Leah had gone to the kitchen to rehydrate.

Minaa and I were cuddling on the bed, she was wearing the shirt I had previously taken off because she was feeling cold. “You enjoy that?” I asked, she nodded. I continued, “It wasn’t weird for you or anything?” She replied with a gentle, “No.” Then sat up to look at me, “Okay, it was weird at first I won’t lie, at least when you started kissing her, I did want to kill her and then you a little, but y’know, only a little bit.” Like I said, funniest person I ever met.

“But then when we got into it it was okay… besides, it was my idea,” she said with a laugh. “Well, you looked like you were enjoying yourself,” I said. “Have you ever eaten pussy before?” She cringed at that word, I had forgotten how much she hated it. She shook her head, and rested it on my shoulder to resume playing with my chest hair. At this point my erection had passed, but I was still incredibly horny, I rubbed my hand on Minaa’s ass and she hitched closer so I could feel it better.

Jamaican Eggplant — The Dark Man (Part 3) [MFM]

[part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hagfth/jamaican_eggplant_afternoon_beach_part_1_mf/?utm_source=share)

[part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hb3nhw/jamaican_eggplant_night_beach_part_2_mf/?utm_source=share)

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The dark man stepped forward from shadows into moonlight. He wore off-white, loose fitting linen shorts. He was a big man, a lot bigger than me. He had his hand on his crotch. She looked down from his eyes and stared at his hand against his white shorts. Moonlight illuminated the bulge in the thin fabric. His fingers played with the shape growing down his leg. We watched it grow, hidden under the pant leg. He watched us looking and smiled.

“Wanna see?”

Without waiting for an answer he worked the pant leg up until the thick, dark glans poked out. Those website photos could be faked. But here before us was big and dark and real.

“Hashtag eggplant ,” she said with a delirious grin. I couldn’t believe she said that. What a situation. I thought our interrupted sex tonight left her too horny. Her legs still wrapped around my head.

I stopped kissing Ellie and looked up at the voyeur’s face.

“Don’t stop,” the dark man said with a deep voice and heavy accent.

Taking One for the Team: Part Eight [MFFF] [Straight] [Busty] [Interracial] [Anal]

I woke up suddenly, jerking up from my spot on the floor. I looked around and tried to piece what had happened together. I was at Samantha’s house. I pulled myself up from the couch. I was naked, naked, and in Samantha’s home.

It started to come to me slowly. It was Sunday, and I volunteered to help Samantha take some of her old furniture to the front of her lawn. The church was going to send someone to pick it all up. Samantha had bought all new furniture. I nodded as I remembered lugging all the furniture out the door.

We waited for the donation truck, and I helped them load everything up. We came back inside and started drinking. Was that the reason I passed out? Well, if so, why was I naked? No, we started making out, she gave me one of her bra tit fucks right here on the couch. I loved her tit-fucks. Samantha’s breasts were huge, bigger than huge. They still amazed me every time I saw them.