An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 18 [MF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 17 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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Mirja lay awake most of the night, unable to keep the image of the strange creature out of her mind. She had always wondered what happened to the Westerlings. Was that it? Had they transformed somehow? It was rumored that the disaster that befell the Westerling Empire had been of a magical nature. It was perfectly reasonable that whatever immense magical power that the old Westerlings had wielded, turned against their own people when it got out of control.

The next moment her thoughts shifted to Master Olgric. Master Cerdic, that was what Master Olgric had said. What had he meant by that? Did Master Cerdic have a similar laboratory as the one in the Faculty of Animancy? Or was it in the Elemancy building? That shouldn’t be too difficult to figure out.

Finally, her thoughts drifted into dreams filled of the strange creatures and Sigrid. Sigrid turning into one of them and pulling Mirja with her to a strange realm of rivers of light and golden pools.

Recent trip away for the D [FM]

Stuck at home and husband said I should post about a trip I took before all the recent shutdowns. He is usually the one using this account, but because of the shutdowns it is me today. It might be me a lot for the next few weeks if things don’t change.

I’m only posting to make up for not letting my husband post the video. I told him we could but my high school boyfriend is the man in the video and he wasn’t OK with it being posted. He is divorced now and still really hasn’t built his confidence back up. Maybe he will and we can post it then. The story will have to do for now.

I read the stories my husband wrote. I’m not wordy like him. So this will be right to the point. I even read one he edited for me and wish he’d do it to this one since he is good at writing. But he’s not mad about me screwing this guy like he was the one when I fucked the guy at the conference. He isn’t involved in this story like he was with my friend. I’ll see if he’ll repost those. He has taken them down.

[M]onday Night [F]ootball [F]un threesome

Warning … long story

At least 15 years ago, I traveled a lot for work. Nothing exotic, but I definitely accumulated miles. The work when I traveled was time consuming and draining, so usually after dinner I would hit the hotel bar or a small nearby dive for a couple drinks, with the goal of getting to bed by 10.

One time, as often happened, my hotel didn’t have a bar or restaurant attached, so I drove across the way to one that did. There was a BBQ joint attached to the hotel and I ate well on the company dime. Afterwards, I went to that hotel’s bar for some drinks and watched some Monday Night Football. I was just drinking straight light beers, which is a good thing, in that I wouldn’t get too buzzed.

Lay-by lick out [FM]

As per my recent true story, I (m) and the beautiful lady (f) I’m seeing on an fwb basis, had another great experience.
To recap, we’d recently made love and both had a wonderful time.
I’m single and she has a bf.
We met at work and soon hooked up.
So, further discreet flirting at work occurred and I had to have her again. Any way I could.
I told her that as soon as I could I would go down on her and bring her to orgasm.
We were both working late, but we unexpectedly finished earlier. 30 mins earlier.
I offered to give her a lift home. It was dark and quiet on the roads. I found a secluded lay-by and told her that I would go down on her now.
We both climbed into the backseats and she removed her trousers and underwear.
At an admittedly awkward angle, I’m 6’2”, I immediately set to using my eager tongue on her beautiful bald pussy. As per last time it tasted so good and I couldn’t get enough of it.
However, the angle I was at restricted my effectiveness at licking her stiffening clitoris.
I really wanted her to orgasm using my tongue, but it wasn’t to be.
She pulled my head up and we started kissing.
I think it’s so hot that she loves the taste of her own pussy!
It was at that point we realised a late night pedestrian had jogged straight past the car!
Had the stopped to look in? Had they called the police? Had they this and that? A million thoughts went through our heads.
For me, this had the effect of exciting me further.
She began to use her fingers on her clitoris and and asked me to use my fingers to fuck her with.
I licked my index and middle fingers before sliding them into her warm and wet pussy.
The feeling around my fingers immediately brought me to an erection.
I finger fucked her hard whilst passionately kissing her and kissing her slender neck.
Her whimpers of pleasure were incredibly erotic and soon began to herald the beginning of her having an orgasm.
Her pussy clenched around my fingers several times as she came hard. Her warm breath and gentle moans in my ear had aroused me so very much.
I slid my fingers out of her pussy and licked them clean. I also licked her fingers.
I wanted to fuck her so badly and fill her pussy with my fertile cum, but we were running out of time!
She thanked me and said that next time it would be for me!
I drove her home.
I literally cannot wait for next time x

The college boy

My neighbors moved to the house next door in early April. They were an older couple, probably late 40s/early 50s. She was pretty average looking with what I assume was a nice body but she never wore anything to confirm my assumptions. He would be considered really good looking by most women. When he worked in the yard, he rarely wore a shirt.

I spoke to them a few times in passing and got a little vibe from the husband but not enough to flirt when it was just us so I eventually gave up trying.

In late May I noticed another car in their driveway but it wasn’t my business to know who it was. A few nights later, I noticed a light on in the bathroom across from mine. The designer of the neighborhood either thought it would be fun or wasn’t thinking when the houses were lined up with each other. All of their windows lined up perfectly with mine.

Fantasy that gets off the wife. [MFF].

My wife is really into submission and humiliation. This is our recent fantasy that she used to play with herself while at work.

Disclaimer: Contains strong elements of degradation, humiliation and BDSM. This is a fantasy which she approves of. She is 5’10”. Brunette. C cups. Looks a little like Katy Perry.

‘A typical day in the life of a Filthy CumWhore’

You will kneel in the corner of a dingy motel room with your hands crossed behind your back. You will whimper slightly around the panties balled up in your mouth. you are naked, collared and plugged. To me, your master, you are nothing but a wet hole to house my cock in and to pump full of my cum.

You will wait endlessly when I tell you to get on your knees. I like to make you wait. I also like to make you pay for the room. You will always dress like a prostitute and pay in cash. You will use an alias name when checking in for our sessions. (I will decide that name soon) This is to remind you that you are my whore.

It will be ten o’clock. On a Tuesday morning.

Deepthroat training from a [F]WB for my fiance’s benefit [MF] [Hotwife] [Orgasm denial/edging]

*Turns out I’m incapable of writing short stories. One of the joys of being a hotwife is getting to consult the two men in this story who were there for missing details, so a big thanks to both of them. Thanks as well to the people who chose my [last story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ds5abu/my_first_threesome_did_not_include_my_fiancé_mfm/) as winner of November. Thanks so much for reading and I hope you enjoy!

[Link to some recent gifs we posted to the hotwife subreddit, for those who have said we aren’t real in the past or just in case you want to put a body to the name. NSFW/Sound.](https://www.reddit.com/r/Hotwife/comments/ffwa6f/comment/fk0wpca)

My name is Melissa, and I’m here to share another one of my adventures. For context, I was lucky enough that four years ago I met the love of my life, Jake. Even though I have always been a bit of a good girl, my fiance’s kink of enjoying watching me fool around with other people has taken me from innocent and timid to wild and promiscuous. I am in my mid-20s, with long red hair, a slim waist but a thicker hips and ass, and breasts on the smaller size.

On the Train [MF]

You catch my eye as soon as I get on the train. I love this route in the morning as there’s always school girls to target and I’ve just found my next one. As the train starts moving, I slowly make my way to you, passing giggling teenagers and sleep deprived office workers. I squeeze myself right behind your back, as the train is packed shoulder to shoulder, looming over your tiny, fragile body.

The train hits a bump and I causally press my hand across your skirt and let go. This happens a couple more times and each time I slide my hand across your ass, lingering a little longer with every bump. You’re beginning to get anxious as you’re trying to catch glances behind you, wondering who it is. On the train’s next bump, I place my hands firmly up your skirt and begin rubbing your petite butt. You yelp and look down in shame. The massaging is forceful, I spread your ass cheeks open and grab firmly into your soft peach.

Secret session during a house party [MF]

We had been flirting all night. Always seemingly in the same room as the party ebbed and flowed.

I’d catch her flashing her green eyes or touching that flowing brown hair when she felt my gaze. Smirking a little as she did it. Glancing upwards at me to let me know she knew I was looking.

At around 3am everyone had started to crash where they fell and we had ended up laying next to each other on a plush rug in the living room. Just a few feet separating us.

Gradually the atmosphere in the room changed as people drifted off and I began to think I was the last one awake.

Suddenly, she rolled over, filling the space between us. She did it quickly and deliberately, but also somehow lazily, so anyone watching would believe she was still asleep.

Her eyes were closed, but I could tell by her breathing that she was awake. The slow but ever so slightly shaky breathes of someone trying to stay composed. I would have been lying if I said my breathing wasn’t a mirror to hers.

Claire’s Self Exploration [f][brief m][mast][young][semi-incest][voy]

This story is a work of fiction. Comments and PMs are greatly appreciated.

It had been two weeks since my sleepover with Jenny in the tent. By this point I had mostly forgotten about the incident. I say ‘mostly’ because anytime I would try to touch myself like we did that night it would all come flooding back. It wasn’t that I hated what we did, I actually enjoyed it quite a bit, rather it was that feeling of shame and embarrassment that returned. Every time I tried to do it myself those feelings would overwhelm me and I would lose any progress I made.

That all changed pretty suddenly.

Saturday had been my thirteenth birthday. I had a dozen girl friends from school over for a pool party followed up with cake and ice cream. Jenny was there, of course, still rocking a one piece bathing suit. The thing I noticed right away is that most of the girls without breasts were wearing one piece suits while the more developed girls were in bikinis. I was one of the few girls stuck in the middle ground, still just two small buds, but it was my party and I wore a bikini I had just bought the other day. I wish I was able to fill it out better and it made me a little jealous of the girls, my own age mind you, bouncing around with their B and C cup breasts. But at least I had something, right? Jenny and three others were still completely flat.