Meeting the Step Mother -Chapter 1

Meeting the Step Mother

Chapter 1

“Well, here we are!” Exclaimed Harrys Dad. James Brennan looked nothing like his son. Harry was tall and lean, with messy dark hair and piercing green eyes. James, on the other hand was short, stocky and bald. Harry often wondered if he was even his real dad. Now more than ever, he hoped he wasn’t; it could have been his ticket out of this mess. “I’ll get your case out of the boot for you buddy.” Harry just gave a polite smile. James got out of the driver’s side door and proceeded to empty the boot as Harry sent his mother a quick text to let her know he arrived safe. She replied almost instantly. *“okay, hope you have a good time. I’m only a text away if you need me xx”*

Top-tier massage from a friendly Redditor with my boyfriend’s enthusiastic approval [MF]

[Picture](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewild/comments/dueqx6/i_met_a_redditor_for_a_massagei_think_we_had_a/)

To get straight to the massage, skip to ****** ;) My boyfriend has been out of town for the last few months. Pretty quickly after he left, we decided that I should find hookups, and I’ve had a surprising amount of success finding Redditors in my area. The deal was that Jeremy wanted me to find people to hook up with, but he also wanted to be sent as many pictures and videos and hear as many stories as possible so he could enjoy the fun too. I haven’t written up very many stories, but this one stood out in my memory.

I posted on a local NSFW r4r subreddit with a picture in a thong and bralette, and soon got lots of dick pics and people looking to fuck. I wasn’t looking for couples and didn’t want to travel super far though, so I dismissed most of the messages. But I was intrigued by a man offering a massage, preferably ending with fingering and oral for me. We texted for a bit and I was very nervous, but he promised that if I wanted, he would just give me a massage with nothing more and no hard feelings. He lived about an hour drive away, farther than I was expecting to go, but the massage was too tempting. We met halfway at a Starbucks and agreed to go back to his place. I was still nervous for some reason, but excited. At this point, I was still thinking I might just want a normal masssage (hah!).

I came in my Tinder date twice after she claimed “I’m not gonna fuck you” [MF]

Long time lurker, first time poster! I legit struggle with brevity so bear with me – will try to keep this short as possible.

BACKGROUND (jump to *** for sexy times)

I’m not drop dead gorgeous but reasonably attractive. I don’t work out anymore but have one of those bodies that naturally stays in shape. I belong to a minority race so that tends to work against me a little but I get a fair deal of attention on dating apps. I matched with this girl on Tinder and hit it off immediately – we’ll call her Vicky. Vicky is a Swede of Lithuanian descent. She’s a straight up 9/10 in pictures. Blonde, blueish-green eyes, great lips and a button nose. She is neither skinny nor plump. Bonus: she practices pole dance for fun, which means she can bend into all kinds of shapes (i knew this since before we met).

The boy next door [20 m] grew up and matched with me [23 F] on Tinder [FM]

Anyone who has been single and home for the holidays knows how depressing Home Town Tinder can be. So I was pleasantly surprised when I matched with a cute guy. It took me a minute to realize who it was. The last time I saw Will he was 15 and I was 18. He grew up well, from the pics. His hair was longish, shaggy and light brown. His eyes were intense. He was no longer skinny in that awkward early teenager way, and had grown a nice beard.

“You’re not 21, William —-” was my opening message. Because it was true. I remember him being 15 when I was 18, so he’d be no older than 20.

“Yeah, you caught me Rachel, for some reason this app bumped my age up a year. Don’t tell ;)”

We texted back and forth for a while. I found him oddly charming. I didn’t think anything was really going to come of it, but it was nice catching up with someone I hadn’t seen since high school.

“You know I had a huge crush on you back then.’

Human Anatomy and Sexuality 101 – Part Two [MF] [Exhib] [HandJob] [Oral]

Week Two – The Human Body

I got to class 20 minutes early the next week, and Kate and Rachel were already there. Rachel looked like I felt – nervous, queasy, excited (horny?). After exchanging pleasantries, Kate led us into a back room that was used for storage of old books and other supplies. There were two bath robes hanging on a hook on one of the walls next to some empty shelves. “We’re going to jump right in,” Kate started. “You two will strip completely naked, you can put your clothes here”, she indicated to the shelves. “Put on the robes, and wait for me to come and get you. Any questions?”

I knew this was coming, but I was hoping maybe we would ease into it a little…apparently I was wrong. “Kate,” I said quietly, almost hoping Rachel wouldn’t hear me, even though she was standing right next to us, “I have a, um, question. This is kind of awkward,” of course Rachel was hanging on every word, “but what if I get an erection?” Both ladies’ eyes went automatically to my crotch, where there was already a bulge forming in my pants, and then quickly back up to my face. Rachel giggled nervously, but Kate was nonplussed.

[FF] Unexpected New Year’s fun

My girlfriend had been out of town visiting family for two weeks while I stayed home in Virginia. The sexless holidays were taking their toll. Fingering myself wasn’t doing enough for me. My toys weren’t doing enough for me. I needed her, and her only. It was the only way I could be satisfied.

Her plane landed a little before midnight. I met her at the airport to pick her up. She wasn’t all dressed up to see me. No makeup, sweatpants, and a hoodie branded with our university. Little does she know, that’s when I find her to be her absolute sexiest.

She needed a place to stay the night so I told her she could stay at my place. I wasn’t planning on badgering her about sex. We were gonna go to my place, sleep together, and spend New Year’s Day together for the first time as a couple. She’d been my friend for years, but only very recently did I realize I’d been madly in love with her for all of those years.

We get home and she heads straight upstairs, with passing greetings to my family. I wasn’t going to follow her. I was gonna let her go to bed and join her in a little bid. But she motions to me. I follow.

A Decent start to the New Year [MF]

I’m a 57yo Male and my wife is 51. We were involved in a car crash a few years ago which took her libido. We went from having sex 3-4 times a day to 3-4 times a year. We weren’t even married at the time of the crash over 5 years ago. We are madly in love and even without the sex I’ll never leave her.

I made a new year resolution to ask for sex more. I also decided that I was going to push my vanilla wife a bit further.

This morning (New Year 2020) we were getting ready for our visitors arriving in the afternoon. Preparing food, moving furniture, all the usual stuff.

Just after 12 we’re done and dusted.

I head for my shower while my wife heads outside for a vape.

I come downstairs with a couple of glasses from last night and am washing them when she comes back in.

She said that she was heading for her shower and I said “ I was hoping that you’d do something else first”. She is on her period so sex is a no no. Then, she looks at me coyly and agrees to give me a blowjob. Result.

The Camgirl Part LVIII: Not Enough? Or Too Much? [Fsolo] [mast] [MF-ish]

**LVIII: Blake**

Blake sighed, leaning back against the shower wall as the hot water cascaded down her head to warm the rest of her body. She breathed in deep the steamy air as it began to rise, eyes closed. Her pussy still tingled from the night’s show, but it wanted more. Tonight, she was inclined to give it some.

Once her body was thoroughly wet with hot water, the air sufficiently thick with steam, Blake grabbed the shampoo, squirting a little more than she normally did. Products that worked with her hair were expensive, but Blake wanted to be extra sudsy today for some reason. She lathered up her hands, then tangled soapy fingers in her hair, closing her eyes again, imagining Liam’s hands in her hair.

As it usually did since that night, the memory of Marie massaging Blake’s scalp floated through her mind. Blake didn’t dwell on that but tried not to feel bad about it anymore. *Those* situations hadn’t been the bad ones. They’d just led to her fuck-up.

Thinking about that, however, brought up thoughts of Marie. Blake tried to push those thoughts from her mind, but her curiosity worked against her.

I had an amazing might with a cougar from my gym [MF]

We shared the most amazing night together which has turned my life around I’m such a good way that I had to share it.

It happened a couple weeks ago in southern Cal. I have been getting over a recent break up. I won’t go into the details except for saying she was unfaithful. Been down in the dumps for a while as most people would be. I decided to stop feeling sorry for myself and got back into the gym, lifting weights and cardio as I play soccer too.

I had been a regular at this gym in southern Cal and by going at the same time each day meant I would see a lot of the same people each day. One of whom was an older woman with the most incredible body I had seen paired with the prettiest face too. She was amazing and every guy knew it too. Was hilarious to catch guys blatantly staring at her while she worked out. She definitely knew it too. I’m not one to stare as I’m there to put the work in on my own but of course if someone catches your eye you check them out. I don’t like to over do it though and make someone feel uncomfortable. The gym is a place to better yourself to be creepy.

A first time for a few things [MFM]

For those of you who read my last story, you’ll know I’m looking to branch out a bit. I made the decision and went full send on trying to get fucked by a man. I intentionally went to a gay bar downtown last night and spotted an older straight couple at the bar. He was average looking but she was a real looker. (I later found out she was essentially a trophy wife and he was a wealthy real estate mogul.)Feeling immense nerves, I walked over and chatted them up, trying to flirt with both at the same time.

The husband got the message and asked, “do you have plans for tonight?”
“Nothing specific, just trying to have some fun,” I replied.
The wife spoke up and told me “we are looking to bring someone home with us tonight.”
“Do you live far?” I asked.
“We have a hotel three blocks from here. Have you done this before?”

I think she asked that because I was shaking like a leaf and probably visibly nervous.
“No, but I want to. That’s why I approached you”