Truth or Dare Part 2 [MF] [FF]

Hey guys I got a bit of slack on the last part but that’s cause I forgot to say it was the intro to this 3-4 part series maybe more if I can think of more story. So here it is Part 2
Please leave some comment’s so I know what to work on. Cheers guy’s

I woke up groggy, confused and un-surprisingpy with a massive hard on, “maybe I can sneak a little jack off now” i think to myself.
“Liam, good to see you’re awake do you want some breakfast” says Melissa cheerfully, “um, sure what do we have” I say struggling to hide my boner, “I don’t know I’ll find out, BRIDGET!!! WHAT DID YOU PACK FOR BREAKFAST!!!!”
“UUUUUM I’M COMING” screamed Bridget she soundes a bit out of breath which was odd, did she go for a run?

Bridget emerged from her bedroom in a tight black singlet and a pair of black lace panties with no bra by the look of her hard nipples “sorry, just got out of the uh, shower” said Bridget, “I packed some bread for toast, some eggs and some bacon”
“Sweet, I’ll start getting something ready, Liam can you wake up Ben?” enquired Melissa, “sure thing Mel, just give me a sec to wake up” I stared at my erection hopeing that it would go down before anyone noticed, hopeing that no one would sit down next to me, but of course my hopes did nothing as Bridget sat down next to me.

Empire of Scale Story – Part I (Warning: Vore)

[This is my first time trying to post anything like this, I hope y’all like it.]

[Also, is long, so heads up on that.]

Hey, it’s me. Lily. You may or may not know me from previous writings, mainly on magic and adventuring, but whether or not you’ve read my previous works, let me assure you this is… different.

I thought I’d let you know how I became such a skilled wizard in the first place. And trust me, it’s more action-packed than you’d think. And to prove it, I’ll start at the Orgy. Yeah this story gets real spicy real fast.

[MM] I was considering myself a straight boy but then this happened

I cant speak English very well so my apologies if i make mistakes.

Well this happened to me like 3 summers ago. I live in a summer touristical town. It is my routin to visit beach everyday and i like swimming. I always go to the beach that is not busy. One day I was there again in the sea just standing water till my belly button. Suddenly a ball dropped front of me. I looked around and saw a big man, i dont know like maybe over 6.3 feet with belly and hairy. I am 5.7 feet 135 lbs and no hair at all. He smiled at me so I understood it was his ball so I smiled and throw it back and looked other side. Then he threw the ball again. I looked at him and around him it was only him there so it seems like he wanted to play with me. I asked him in my language if he wanna play with me and he spoke English back. Then we just start trowing the ball each other and started chatting.

Quarantine Sex with the neighbor felt straight out of a porno [MF] [Long – Rambly]

To start this off, yes, it was during quarantine. That being said, neither of us had left the house in weeks. Some of you will probably roast me for that, but whatever.

I’m also a bit of a rambler, so jump to ~~~ for NSFW

So I [M23] had moved back home with my parents and have been working from home for almost 2 months. I couldn’t stand living at home after being on my own, and barely had any privacy. I got so built up from starting to jack off and having to stop because I heard someone come down the stairs that I started masturbating on my lunch break.

Fast forward to last Tuesday: it was my last week living at home before I (finally) moved into my apartment in Boston, and I had given myself half days so I can pack up. I was sitting outside with my laptop when my neighbor’s dog jumps onto my porch (they have no fence and he likes to play with my puppy). I give the normal baby-talk and rub-down while letting my dog out to play when I hear a female voice yell out. The neighbor’s daughter [F20] – let’s go with Emily – followed her dog over thinking he was chasing something. I call out and wave back and she walks up to the porch to greet me.

Moving-In Day: Serena and Simon [MF, vanilla, but Madagascan organic vanilla]

Serena grabbed two cans from the fridge and returned to the living room, where Simon had made himself comfortable on her new sofa. She grinned at him as she threw one of the cans in his direction.

“Good to see you trust our handiwork, Simon.”

He smiled back at her, before cracking the can and raising it in her direction. “A toast. To the quality of our handiwork!”

She tapped her can against his; they both drank deeply. It had been a long day. She still couldn’t believe he’d responded to that slightly panicky post she’d put up during the week, especially given that they hadn’t seen each other in years.

He leaned forward, suddenly looking serious. “God, Serena, I just realised how late it is. What time is your daughter coming home? Do you need me gone by-”

She laughed, struck suddenly by just how much he’d helped. “Don’t worry, she’s with her dad until Monday morning. I’d been planning on spending the whole weekend unloading and putting all this furniture together. You coming round to help out just bought me a day and a half to myself.”

The Breeding of Another Man’s Wife [MF] [Daddy] [Breeding] [D/s]

You stand naked, in heels, your arms pressed high up against the wall.

Really, I use my own hands to pin them there, as I use my other free hand to reach around and fondle your heavy, milky breasts as my cock presses against your ass.

“Do you have any idea how long I’ve been waiting to breed your little pussy,” I growl in your ear.

I notice the ring on your finger and think how lucky I am–breeding another man’s wife while he’s gone for the day. Knowing that when he comes home, his wife’s slit will be leaking my potent, young seed.

You whimper, panting–unable to offer much in the way of words. You feel my chest press against your back, as my hand starts to pinch your nipples.

“These are the most perfect nipples I’ve ever pinched,” I tell you, grinning.

You’re not used to this sort of passion. It makes your pulse race. Your husband certainly doesn’t. I release your hands from my grip, and with my now free hand, slap your ass. Just to remind you who is in charge. Now, both hands are sliding down the side of your ribs, to your hips.

Seeing Mom[F] take a BBC[M]

I grew up in your traditional Mexican home, my father worked his ass off and my mom stayed home. We were one of a few Hispanic families growing us in South Central Los Angeles, where the majority of the population was black. My father knew very little English and my mother ever less. This was back in the late late 80s…. my mother about 5’9” 190lbs thick woman with nice big C cups with big dark nipples.

By then I had already had seen her nude a handful of times and known that she loved to keep her pussy nicely trim and shaved lips. I was in my teens and would dump loads thinking of her and seeing her from my favorite hiding spot. But one summer day, knowing that my house would empty I ditch class and headed home to play video games. I was in my room playing Nintendo when I hear the front gate roll open and I run to the window to see my mom getting home. I turn everything off and hide in my closet. My mom eventually makes her way into the house and goes straight to her room. I’m hiding in the closet thinking of how to sneak out without being noticed.

I [F] got arrested for sex in public with my Boyfriend

I was woken up by the feeling of Boyfriend’s hands around my neck. He must have woken up with morning wood, was my first thought. But as I slowly came to my senses I realised he was putting my dog collar on. Once he out on my collar, he started kissing my body. First my nipples, then down to my stomach, finally reaching my already wet pussy. He started licking, then gently sucking on my clit, his hands squeezing my now perky nipples. I started moaning. I was getting close. Boyfriend must have felt it because he stopped everything at once. He loved teasing me, making me beg. Before I got the chance to, he leaned in and whispered in my ear “We’re going for a walk tonight”.

Immediately, I was so excited. Ever since [our last public experience](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gjkoos/boyfriend_m_walked_me_f_on_a_leash_and_fucked_me/), I could think of nothing else. All day, I walked around the apartment, eagerly waiting for night to fall. It felt like forever. Finally the time came. I put on my makeup, took off all my clothes, and put on knee high suede boots so I could crawl without hurting my knees too much. I got on all fours. Boyfriend grabbed a riding crop, attached the leash to my collar and out the door we went; me crawling on all fours, Boyfriend walking behind to get a good look.

Ellie: The first time [bdsm] [M/F]

(*first post here, I wrote this for someone and modified it to post. It kind of hops strait to the sex soooo … enjoy*)

I’m delayed leaving training, knowing full well we only have a few hours until we’re expected at dinner. However, you’re waiting patiently for me in the parking lot.

“Pull your car next to mine,” you text.

I make eye contact and give you a duck of my head, as close to deference as you and I get at work. Bowing my head slightly or directing my eyes downward, things other people won’t notice.

I pull up and roll down my window.

“You’re late, Ellie.”

“I know, and I apologize,” I say looking down at a thread on my uniform.

“Eyes up,” you respond and my hazel eyes immediately snaps to your chocolate brown ones. You’re smirking so I know you’re not actually angry. “Lead the way,” you say and I roll up my window and head for the hotel where you fortunately have your own room while I’m sharing with two other residents.

The Preacher’s Daughter (MF)(Nonfiction)

I’ll never forget the night that I took my Pastor’s daughter’s virginity.

I guess I should start by saying that this wasn’t a planned opportunity. And honestly, I think it was more of a pity situation than anything. But it wasn’t me having pity on her, it was actually the other way around.

So let me explain, I had been going to church here for a few years but my involvement and attendance  wasn’t very good. And over the years, Abbie, that’s what we’ll call her, and I got to know each other. We flirted with each other, but never went any further than that because her father, The Pastor, had forbidden us to date. He said it was because I wasn’t attending church as I should and that I needed to focus more on God. He was probably right about that, but I truly believe that he didn’t want us to date because I was a few years older than her, plus, I was a bit on the wild side with a very checkered past.