First time telling this so sorry if it doesn’t come across as hot as it actually was;)
Tag: Straight
I [F] get to fulfill my fantasy of being blindfolded and gang banged by a group of guys [MMMMF]
*Fuck it was fun remembering this story. I hope y’all enjoy.*
Background:
I was pretty sexually repressed most of my life. And so after my divorce, I was very excited to explore anything and everything. During the summer of this story, I was 26, and I had been sleeping with this wonderful guy named Taylor, who was 28. We had a strictly fwb relationship, but I mean, I was very clearly head over heels for this guy. He was tall, funny, handsome, witty, intelligent. And *damn the sex was good*. I had never had this kind of relationship before, so it was kind of exciting (but also gave me lots of anxiety lol.)
So one Saturday, after some sweet morning handies, I’m sitting in his desk chair only wearing one of his oversized tshirts (he’s about a foot taller than me so it swallows me), the neck hole is hanging off my shoulder. And he’s chilling on the bed, munching on a bowl of cereal in his boxers. We get on the topic of our past relationships. He tells me about sleeping with an older woman during his younger years, and that she really taught him some things. I told him that sounds really sweet and I’m kind of jealous I never had someone to teach me different things.
Cafe Au Laid [MF]
Cafe Au Laid
Mikaela sits down in one of the empty tables noticing how today seems a little unusual. It’s 9:45 in the morning and the usual crowd of commuters getting their daily fix seems to have dissipated like the morning dew on a hot sunny day. She brushes her blonde hair back, carefully tying it to a ponytail as she soaks her soft hands with the moisture left by the rain she walked through in this cold, but perfect Seattle morning.
She walks confidently to the counter vacillating between which drink she wants to get today: should she go with her usual order of the house drop with some steamed milk on the top or maybe try something new today – she’d been eyeing the store’s new pumpkin spice chai with oatmilk for a few weeks now. She stands still as she gazes on the rectangular chalkboard menu, her black lululemon leggings highlight her toned legs and accentuate her bottom while her white wool knit sweater drapes her upper body. She looked slender and strong but cozy.
The Island – Part Eight (MMF, Bi, cum, anal, Cuckold)
The day after his creamy dessert, Scott awoke in bed. As he ran his tongue over his lips, he would still taste Paul’s dried cum. He’d left it on his face as a sign of respect and devotion to Rachel and Paul. Beside him, Rachel slept soundly.
In the back of his mind, Scott wondered if she was already pregnant with Paul’s baby, but knew they wouldn’t find out for another few weeks. Regardless of the answer, he knew it would not change anyone’s behavior, she would continue to be a depraved slut for Paul.
Today, Paul said they were going to have a sunset cocktail party out on the pier.
Everyone spent the day lounging by the pool, reading books and relaxing. Scott fought the urge to kneel in front of Paul again and swallow his cum, knowing that Paul had something special in mind for Rachel. From her lounge chair, Rachel watched her husband gaze at the bulge in Paul’s swim trunks, sensing the thoughts running through his head.
[MF] [FreeUse] [Fiction] The Skylar Chronicles, pt. 5
How much must I have told you so far about my adventures with Skylar? You might consider me an old friend at this point, regaling you with my stories as we sit and enjoy a drink together. I’m happy to inform you that my use of Skylar didn’t end with our New Years resolution on Hazel’s bathroom floor. But this story, while being one piece of the Skylar puzzle, actually has very little direct Skylar involvement.
New Years came and went. Skylar and I rolled in the New Year by making one another cum at a party full of drunk people just after midnight. The rest of the night was pretty mellow compared to that and eventually, once I had sobered up, Skylar and I went home. We returned to our jobs a couple days later and things began to return to normal as the holidays faded away.
I [M] [44] attempt to explain my Reddit failure.
**I was ‘encouraged’ to post this here – x-post from** /u/sluttyconfessions
I’m still processing this, so this post is probably going to sound more like a stream of consciousness versus a steady stream of hot cum all over her pretty lower back *but* you were warned. My name is **Jeremy**. I’m 44, which by some standards on Reddit is considered old if not prehistoric to some of you – I acknowledge this. I’m a dad. I have three wonderful, healthy children. I was married to an almost-supermodel-esque woman for 16 years, and I’ve been divorced for the last three. Breaking up sucks. I see my two oldest kids going through all that bullshit – girls fucking with their heads, them making poor decisions, feelings, uncertainties and so forth. As a parent, you want to get involved but there’s a fine line, so I’ve come to the conclusion that if they don’t engage me, I leave it alone. My oldest, Jake is a sweetheart. He was ‘dating’ the sweetest girl for a bit. Then he fucked it up because he fell into the trap of peer pressure and tried to play a role – chicks don’t dig that, and she dumped his ass. You live and you learn, right?
(F)ucked my best friend’s son while she slept upstairs…
I’m a long time lurker on this sub and a first time poster. I’ve got so many naughty stories to tell so I figured why not come here and tell them? We can all get a little bit of fun from them, I’m sure.
This story begins when I was 44 (I’m 46 now) and single. So was my friend. And one Friday night – the first in a looooong time – we decided that we’d get dressed up and go into town. I decided to stop at hers as she lives about half an hour away and the taxi price increased drastically in that half an hour so it made sense for us to stop in one place.
I went round and got ready at their house, where she lived with her 18 year old son. He was also going out with his friends but hadn’t left before I got there. When I finished getting ready I was wearing a figure flattering black dress with matching black heels. Beneath that dress was a little thong, but no bra. I’m 5’6 with a good figure. I’m no model but I’m slim with toned legs, a good size bum and a rather exciting DD bra size. Enough to impress an 18 year old boy at least, as I could tell when he entered the room and struggled to avert his gaze from my cleavage. My friend caught him looking and gave him a bit of a scolding, but I just giggled, winked and blew him a playful kiss out of the sight of his mother.
I [F] Watched my Best Friend [F] be Bent Over and Dominated. Part 2/2: REVENGE.
Once again, I LOVE this community. I apologize for how long it has taken me to bring you this Part 2, but long story short, I started seeing someone who wouldn’t have approved of all the naughty PM’s and chats I use to cream my panties at the most inappropriate times. Well he’s gone, I’ve been a very, very bad girl, and I’m excited to share it all with you!
In case you missed it, part 1 of the story can be found [HERE](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d0qrjd/i_f_watched_my_best_friend_f_be_bent_over_and/). If you need a tl;dr or a refresher from Part 1: Over the summer (where all my friends and I all work as servers at our Country Club’s pool), I went to a house party hosted by my rich ditzy friend Lizzie, along with my best friend Carmen and her boyfriend Robby. At the party, the biggest douchebag from our High School, Scott, started a drunk argument with Robby who ran upstairs with Carmen. Later, when I went upstairs to check on them, I found Scott hate-fucking Carmen doggystyle with Robby nowhere to be seen. In shock and in guilt from how Scott was treating me and how I’d recently treated a boy at school, I stood there and just watched them fuck. Carmen swore to me this was a one-time mistake and begged me to keep her secret, which I agreed. But Scott had other plans…
Meeting and secretly playing in public [MF] [exh]
My heart skipped a beat when our eyes met from across the coffee shop. I couldn’t believe someone actually responded to my post — for one, it was actually asking to meet up in person, but it was also so much more tame than the usual requests for threesomes or RandomActsOfMuffDive or whatever. I simply wanted to have a face-to-face conversation about sex. After all, it’s not cheating if it’s just a conversation, right?
Now you were here, and you were even more attractive than you looked in your photo. We each wore a nervous, excited smile, and I wondered what was going through your head as I took you in, top to bottom.
We introduced ourselves while I bought our drinks. We exchanged niceties, and there was definitely an exciting chemistry between us, but it felt like a leap to move the conversation toward the overtly sexual, even filthy topics we had mentioned over PMs. So during a natural lull I decided to just go for it. It’s what we were both here for, after all.
“All that dirty talk led to some amazing sex dreams last night,” I said. I was excited to see your pupils dilate and a smile tug at the corner of your lips.
Tales of Erodale – Chapter 2 – [Fantasy, FFxMany Men, Rough, Gangbang, Anal, Blowjob, Slutty, Inexperienced, Best Friends, Adventure]
“Over here. Where did they come from?” A voice called out in the distance.
Rose lay collapsed near her friend Cadence. The spellslinger was unconscious but the crimson-haired sorceress remained aware, if only just. With her most of her energy depleted, Rose didn’t realize that only her unnatural powers kept her going after the rough treatment that she and Rose had received at the hands… or tentacles of the garden beast. The voices that penetrated her ears sounded like echos in a dream as she tried to focus on the source.
“Hey look! Looks like the girls we ordered from the Lavender Dragon Nest,” A second voice declared.
“Fuck yeah…. I thought they’d never arrive. Looks like these sluts got lost and ended up fucking one of the garden beasts.” The first voice said, its owner seemingly getting closer.
“Har har hah! Such dummies. Come on, let’s bring them in.” The second voice said and then Rose heard armored boots stopping not far from her and Cadence. Before the sorceress knew what was happening, she was being tugged up from her friend’s knocked-out form. As her eyes focused, she saw that the people holding her wore purple clothing with protective jet-black armor.