Tag: Straight

My Sugar Baby Threesome [FFM]

[F20/F21/M45]

A couple of years ago in between sugar relationships I signed up for SA again and started the huge process of weeding out crazies and pros to find possible SBs. Usually it takes a few weeks of constant messaging and possible meet and greets to find potential babies. I had been chatting with a woman that I liked and seemed to like me too, so we picked a day and time to meet for coffee.

We decided to meet at a hip coffee shop in the Chelsea neighborhood of Manhattan. I got there early, secured a good table and waited for her to show up. She was 20 and quite petite, a mix of white, black and american indian gave her amazing coloring and long, straight black hair. I saw her walk in of course but she was with someone and she was holding her hand! Although it’s never happened to me before, I had heard some women always brought a friend to the first meeting for safety but this was a new one. She said hello and then introduced me to her girlfriend saying, I figured since you two might be sharing me I wanted us all to meet. Her girlfriend said hello, they sat down and I ordered us all coffee as we started chatting. They were so lovely and cute together and we ended up chatting about NY and Seeking Arrangement and Art School for over an hour. Her girlfriend, a slightly taller and older blonde woman asked me a lot of logistical questions about the proposed arrangement and clearly liked the idea of her girlfriend having a sugar daddy. Read more »

The Man in the Mask (part 2)

*I hadn’t seen him in years, yet here he was.. controlling my body and mind. Making my desires for him unbearable.. Cash was one of my greatest friends from our school age years, and now he was here, doing whatever he pleased with me. I was the lion and he was the ring master.*

*We got cleaned up and left the play room.. when we walked out of the door, we entered a busy street. Lights blazing, traffic, people walking the streets, their voices seeming so loud after what I just encountered. Where the fuck are all these secret doors coming from? He started to talk to me, but I didn’t hear what he said.*

“Are you alright?” Cash looked at me with eager eyes, waiting for me to say something.

“Oh yeah sorry. I just need to regain myself after all that.” I felt my cheeks flush.

“I know that you are probably confused, Skye, but I needed you and I needed to see you.. All of you. And if it makes you feel better, you did great.” He looks at me with such hunger in his eyes. I feel the pleasure rush between my legs again. Hearing my name leave his lips was almost enough to make me fall apart. Read more »

[MF] Getting frisky with my manager – Part 2.

[First post.](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fe4wpk/a_story_about_a_singular_moment_of_boldness_on_my/)

I’m back as promised! I was really happy to see so many people enjoy my story, so here’s the second and final part.

Let’s see, I’m not entirely sure where to start the second part, a lot of people would have liked me to describe her a bit more, so I’d like to start with that.

My manager was 28 at the time, 5 feet tall, black hair at around shoulder length that she never put in a bun and was always looking disheveled (to give you an idea, her sex hair was not much different from her regular hair). She had very pale, almost translucent skin, the kind where the veins run green beneath the thinnest parts around the neck and the forearms. Her lips were also one of her better features, very pink, a little bit pouty, and soft. She was always sporting a worried/anxious look on her face that was really contagious, I’d get stressed out just looking at her.

She had a pretty great body overall, a little bit of a tummy, just enough for it to be pretty cute and only noticeable with her shirt off. Her breasts were exactly a handful and pretty perky, with some very brown nipples that contrasted with her otherwise pale skin. Read more »

Role Reversal (F)(M)(Age Gap) Part I

The hotel door closes behind us and the lock loudly clicks … All these months … Now, fantasy and reality collide and there’s no escape.

We meet in the hotel lobby as planned but barely say a word to one another. We’ve been talking for months hidden behind laptops and phones. But now we are finally face to face for the first time and words seem to escape us. I can feel your eyes looking me up and down as I’m getting us checked in. And I take every opportunity to return the favor when I know you’re not paying attention.

You’re even hotter in person. I feel nervous. I have butterflies. Like a school girl playing chicken for the first time. I already like you. We established that long before today. I know your kinks, your dirtiest secrets and the Fuck-It list of fantasies you still want to live out. So, I ask myself, “What the fuck is wrong with you? Breathe. Calm down. Get it together!” Read more »

[F] Kinky wife who swallows lots of sperm at an adult videostore

My hubby wrote this one, but it’s about me, so I wanted to share it :)

**Wife’s first gloryhole playday**

Thought I’d write about the first time my wife did some really slutty gloryhole play. We’ve been doing it for a couple of years now but I guess it all started about 5 years ago when we were on holiday in New York. I’d shared her with other guys before, and I knew she loved giving blowjobs, but had no idea she got a thrill out of gloryhole play.

Until a guy asked her to do it. We had been playing around casually while on holiday and had met this easy going guy, a bit older than us but she was keen on him, he really took control of her mouth and loved cumming in her throat. She was really addicted to his cock and we had him come over pretty much every night we were there.

And then one evening he texted us and asked what we were doing, it was our last night in NYC and it was cold and rainy, so we said we were just gonna spend the night indoors – and asked if he wanted to come over. He said he wasn’t in the mood, but would we meet him at a local adult shop/video arcade, it would be fun to explore and he guaranteed we’d like it. Read more »

I [M] helped a brother out by letting his girl give him head before he almost died

It was a goddamn busy night in the ER. Again. I [M] was 3 hours into a 10 hour shift and it was just another typical night shift, testing my professional limits not to throat punch a fool. I mean, come on, who the fuck thinks its a good idea to shove a bag of meth up their skanky twat to hide it from the cops? My last patient of course. So they bring her to me and I have to do the pelvic exam to fish it out. So yeah. That’s how my night was going. Thank god for bourbon waiting for me at home.

Anyway. I had this 45 year old guy come in for chest pain. Sure enough, he was having a STEMI (ST elevated MI = full on heart attack). HE was nervous as fuck. I mean, there is a good possibility he dies. Why? Because I picked up a shift at a secondary ER. Which means we don’t have a cath lab. What does that mean, you ask? It means I have to fly this guy via a helicopter to my main hospital where a cardiologist is standing by waiting to do a heart cath and potentially save this guys life. Read more »

Mirror or no mirror FM sharing for her birthday

Miss Elisa, eres muy hermosa

Today is your birthday and we are going out for a nice dinner in town. I arrive at your house to pick you up, you are wearing my favorite red dress and a huge smile. I was so happy you chose that dress for this night. I walked into your house and gave you a big hug and a big wet kiss, you sucked my tongue is to your mouth so deep. I have a feeling you enjoy this because you reached down and found me so hard and kept going deeper. When you finally let go you whispered more for later and squeezed my now hard camote through my slacks. Read more »

I [F] finally came with my [M] fwb after more than a year of 0 orgasms

We’ve been fucking for almost a year now—we’ve only been FWB and it was on and off. Now, we’re in a really good place and we’re only fucking each other exclusively.

He came over literally only a few hours ago, and it was so hot and heavy that I just HAD TO WRITE ABOUT IT.

I had a pretty bad breakup two years ago, and I haven’t cum from anyone else since. I always said that maybe the next time I do would be from a boyfriend—someone I completely trusted.

I was high by the time we started kissing. It was sweet, rough, and it felt like we were trying to leave imprints on each other’s lips. We have the best make out sessions honestly. And I adore kissing.

He pulled my hair down to his cock and I sucked away like the little slut I am. Firstly, teasing him, just licking along the shaft, occasionally sucking the tip. He wanted to go down on me too, but I’ve been having some… problems down there so I said no maybe next time. He seemed genuinely disheartened. Read more »

The Man in the Mask

*The room was white… and completely empty. I had no clue where I was, or how I even got there. What the hell is this, prison? Everything started feeling like it was spinning. I wanted to speak, but nothing came out. I heard sounds in the distance, but couldn’t quite make out what they were or where they were coming from.*

“Hey. We’re going to be late. Let’s go!”, I heard from behind me. I turned around and there he was… the man in the mask.

Who on earth is this guy? He was tall, with a very obvious muscular build. He wore a full, 3 piece suit, and he was looking dead at ME. I mean, at least I think he was?

I realized I was so stuck in my thoughts, that he was staring at me in complete silence, waiting for me to speak.

“Are you talking to me?” I asked.

My heart was in my throat at this point. I had no clue what was going on, or what I was in store for. Quite honestly that was all I could manage to get out in that moment. Read more »

The stranger in my head (fiction)[mf]

You’re dripping. Wet from the shower you’ve just had. You dry yourself enough so as to not make too much of a mess on the way back to your room. It’s not far so you wrap a towel around you and quickly duck back in. The doors slightly ajar but you pay it no mind as you walk straight in and close it without looking.

Standing just in front of the door you grab the towel from around you and start drying your hair, bending forward and flicking it over to get it all. The doors closed you think, but imagine if someone was standing right behind. They’d see you in all your naked splendour, bent over with a towel hanging off your head. What a sight for them. You stand back up and flick your hair back, now with the towel wrapped and held in place, naked from the forehead down.

You start to think about the stranger you’ve been chatting to lately. It’s been fun, mysterious and dark you have no idea what he even looks like yet you felt so comfortable confiding to him some of your sexual desires. It’s funny how every conversation seems to come back to sex with him… Maybe it’s the mystery of it all. Maybe it’s because it’s been so damn long. Read more »