When I Was A Prostitute [FFM] [sex work] [short non fiction]

Chapter 1: Gemini

The bar was basically dead one night, but we could all feel a buzzing about the room, a certain anticipation. Three different groups and a straggler came bustling in at once, and we all scattered to deploy our respective advances on the fresh prey. There was a man bun at the bar, donning denim and flannel, and ordering a Maker’s on the rocks. Eyes locked on him, though his back was to me, I made the bar floor my catwalk and strutted straight over, boring a hole through him with my stare. It was my way of clearly signaling to the other ladies my intended target, whether or not any of them paid attention. Shifting my weight to my left leg, I leaned my hip against the bar to one side of him and gently pressed on his shoulder until he turned to face me. Madam did always tell us to maintain physical contact with our client, and I kept my hand pressed lightly against him as I slid it diagonally to clench into a fist of fabric in the center of his chest. At precisely this moment, he looked down to see my fist but stopped short, fixated on my breasts. I took in his smell: tobacco and marijuana mixed with sweat, cologne, and whisky. His drink was up, and I watched him grab it, look at me, and start to form an “O” with his slightly chapped lips.

[Fm][Femdom][Chastity][Bondag][Waxplay] The Dentist

Hi,

My mistress wanted me to post a story publicly. She makes me write out my fantasies as a punishment, but I wasn’t attentative enough lately, so I had to share one as well. I hope this is the right sub to post it in. This is the first time I ever posted something or wrote a short story like this.

Hopefully you will enjoy reading it.

**The dentist**

Going to the dentist expecting it to go like any other appointment. When I enter the room and sit on the dental chair it seems like any other routine check. The dentist asks me to open my mouth while she puts on latex gloves. She checks for any cavities and other oddities and informs me that one of my wisdom teeth must be removed. I ask if it would hurt and if I need any anaesthetics. The dentist nods and assures me it’s just a local anaesthetic. She asks me to open my mouth again and with a syringe she applies the anaesthetic nearby the tooth. However, I immediately feel my body becoming heavy and my mind starts drifting away.

Mr. Smith’s after school lesson part 2 (fiction)

Mr. Smith was passing back the tests they had done 2 days before, and when Taylor picked up her test, there was a little note attached. It read, ‘Taylor, I want to see you after class. Time for another of my special lessons.’

Taylor smiled, she looked forward to being taught everything he could teach her. She looked up, saw him looking at her, she licked her lips and smiled at him. He returned the smile, then broke eye contact, and went on with the rest of the lesson.

At 3:30, Taylor was back in class. The school was now empty, Mr. Smith had drawn the blinds, leaving the room in a dim light. When she closed the door, Mr. Smith came forward, locked the door, and taking her by the arm, he led her to the front of the class.

“Taylor, it’s time for another lesson. I want to see if your mouth is hot, wet, and eager to suck every drop out of me.”

Office fun – Part2 [MF] [M+F]

The rest of the day was eventless. Besides the taste of his semen in your mouth, the memory of the skin on your tongue and the redness on your knees, it was like any other day. On your way back to your office you passed a group of your male colleagues. You couldn’t miss their glances toward your red knees. Most certainly that they knew where that came from, even if they didn’t know who’s office rug it was. You passed then without paying any attention to those glances. You blushed a bit only when you sat down on your chair.

Work helped time fly, it was past 19:30 when you looked at the office’s clock on the wall. You already sent earlier a text to your hubby letting him know you’ll be home late, and part of that is work. He sent you a smilie back and said “OK, just tell me everything when you get home”. Best kind of hubby. He’s not only tolerating your sluttiness, but really encouraging it. You’re so lucky!

[M]y Freshman Fun [MF] – Part 2

Hey y’all once again. Thanks for your support on my [first story with Maya](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fc9gaf/my_freshman_fun_mf/) and indeed, my first post to this subreddit! As per request, I’ve come back with another story which takes place the very next day from where the last one left off.

Classes went on as usual during the day. It was sometime in the afternoon Maya texted me asking if I wanted to hang out. I agreed to meet her on her floor at the elevators so we could walk to the quad together. We had no plans other than just chill, so I packed my hammock in my backpack. We got to the quad and found a nice place between a tree and lamppost and I set up the hammock. She tried to help but ended up leaving the entire thing to me, giving up in a manner that I (for some reason) found cute. I got in first to even out the weight, then helped her in.

Now this particular hammock is a sort of parachute hammock where the attach points aren’t connected to bars or anything. It’s simply just a parachute connected to two ropes that attach to the anchors. This allows for the user(s) to either keep the walls of the hammock down or wrap the excess fabric around the body(s) fully. It’s sort of like this [one](https://www.amazon.com/Kootek-Adjustable-Lightweight-Parachute-Backpacking/dp/B071LGPYVH/).

A memorable evening with [M]y girl[F]riend and her best [F]riend

This happened about six years ago, after my girlfriend Devin and I went to a concert with her lifelong best friend, Brie. Devin had long brown hair and an ass built for twerking, with small petite breasts. Brie was a tiny girl, probably one hundred pounds, with short black hair and killer tits. I was a thin, long haired dude standing at about 6″. After the show, we all went back to mine and Dev’s place, pretty lit from drinking all night. (Bonus: Earlier in the night, Brie had drunkenly popped a squat to piss rather than wait to find a bathroom and i’d gotten my first ever look at her ass) Anyway, at our place we hung out for a while before Brie grabbed her purse and walked out the door. Almost as soon as she left, Devin looked at me and just said “Fuck me.” I did not argue and followed her to our bedroom.

[FFM] Two Girl Party with Gemini – Brothel Stories – Chapter 1

The bar was basically dead one night, but we could all feel a buzzing about the room, a certain anticipation. Three different groups and a straggler came bustling in at once, and we all scattered to deploy our respective advances on the fresh prey. There was a man bun at the bar, donning denim and flannel, and ordering a Maker’s on the rocks. Eyes locked on him, though his back was to me, I made the bar floor my catwalk and strutted straight over, boring a hole through him with my stare. It was my way of clearly signaling to the other ladies my intended target, whether or not any of them paid attention. Shifting my weight to my left leg, I leaned my hip against the bar to one side of him and gently pressed on his shoulder until he turned to face me. Madam did always tell us to maintain physical contact with our client, and I kept my hand pressed lightly against him as I slid it diagonally to clench into a fist of fabric in the center of his chest. At precisely this moment, he looked down to see my fist but stopped short, fixated on my breasts. I took in his smell: tobacco and marijuana mixed with sweat, cologne, and whisky. His drink was up, and I watched him grab it, look at me, and start to form an “O” with his slightly chapped lips.

My first time [MM][Gay][YoungAndOld][Descriptive]

I had never done anything like this before. I had always dabbled in my head during jerk off sessions but never actually thought i would go through with it. 

One morning i just thought “fuck it” I put a status on the swinging site that i usually lurk on that I wanted to meet that morning to suck some cock. I didn’t know if anyone was going to even reply. I had plenty of pics on my page which had gotten me some attention, but nothing major. A few of my cock, a few of my ass. A couple recent full body shots that I had taken in a bloom of confidence. 

Within an hour I had a reply to my status. 

“After some cock this morning?” A random man had asked me through private messenger.

“Absolutely! Although I’m pretty nervous.” I said, not really knowing how to respond.

I looked at his page, 54 years old, two pics one of his face, he was clean shaven and looked a little older than his age and one of his cock. Thick, uncut smooth. A small amount of pubes. It looked tasty. 

Office fun – Part 1 [MF]

Here you are, standing in front of the mirror, fully naked, after the morning shower. This body looks soooooo ready for an adventure, for a good fucking by a stranger’s cock. Preferably, more than one. The fantasies about your courageous co-worker, Mr. Adams, fill your mind. Instantly, your pussy gets wet and your nips hard. Mr. Adams. The leader of another team that started working close to you on a joint project a few weeks ago. “Close” is an understatement. While sitting side by side and discussing the design on your screen’s comp, his hands started wandering around. It started with a light touch on your thigh, after a joke and a good laugh. The lack of your reaction surprised him for a second. From that point onward, he got bolder and bolder every time you sat together. By yesterday, his hand was placed all the time on your thigh, his fingers resting on the stitches between your legs. Sometimes, to show you his appreciation, he would apply some pressure on them with the side of his palm. Damn, that got you so wet yesterday! Wonder if he could feel how much…

My [M] crazy massage session with the therapist’s [F] daughter update

OK, so I mentioned having Sam, my Massage Therapist’s daughter work on me a few weeks ago. Sam is a nice looking mildly chubby 45 something lady, extremely pleasant with magic hands. Her daughter Lisa filled in for her Mom during my last session, and things got.. well.. naughty.

I was wondering if her Mom knew, and if she did, then why did she not one time ever do anything more than a straight massage? Hell, I had been to see her at least a dozen times, and the real truth is, I liked her work and expected nothing more.

Lisa was.. well.. rather startling, she not only was busy with her hands but used her mouth also, and even slipped off her top to display her smallish but firm titties.

I arrived at my usual appointment time with Sam, needless to say my head was full of questions, none of which I had a clue how to bring up. Did she know about her daughter’s antics? Or was she clueless? Would she take offense at my bringing it up? Or was Sam also willing and it just had never been mentioned? Up until this last trip the idea of a more sensual massage had not even crossed my mind, Sam showed no signs at all of being that kind of a therapist.