[M] Tasked to walk around the mall licking up a cum filled ice cream cone.

The dare: Buy an ice cream cone, cum into it then stroll around the mall licking it up.

Had a few dares and tasks given following from my previous post. Decided to do this one as it’s a little step up from the last. An extra task was to have nipple clamps on.

First challenge was how I’d wear the clamps on in public without being too obvious about it. I only had these paperclip ones https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1Qz3XXH1YBuNjSszeq6yblFXal.jpg which I found were really painful and stuck out. I could deal with the pain, or so I thought, and a thick hoodie would mean it didn’t stick way the hell out, so I put it on. Damn it really is much stronger than a clothespeg.

I left the house and drove to the nearby mall. Nipples hurt every fucking step I took, as the thick hoodie material was rubbing against it.

When I got there, went straight to get some ice cream. So tempted to get chocolate for the white cum to obviously be out of place on it, but ended up chickening out and getting a lighter cookies and cream flavoured one. By this time, the clamps were seriously starting to hurt and I couldn’t just take it off in the middle of the store.

48 [F] blows 20 [M] – Part 2…

You might’ve read my story where I gave my 20 year old tenant a blow job when it was his last day before leaving. That happened a couple of months ago now, and he went back to university. But I texted him a last week and he visited me a couple days ago… for a catch up ;) I just have to share this story, it’s probably a good idea to read my previous story before this one though…

[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dbbffp/48f_blows_shy_20m_who_then_returns_the_favour/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dbbffp/48f_blows_shy_20m_who_then_returns_the_favour/)

It started by us just talking in the kitchen. It was pouring with rain outside.

“I’ve missed you.” I told him, leaning on the counter of which he sat across from me. His hair was still glistening due to the rain from the journey over.

“I’ve, uhh, missed you too.” He said nervously. I smiled at him and we made eye contact. “You don’t regret what we did, do you?” He asked me.

“No, of course not! It was amazing.” I laughed a little. “I’m not just saying this but I haven’t felt like that in a while”.

“Good,” he said, smiling. “Because it’s one of the best things that has happened to me.”

I [M] sat next to a stripper [F] on my flight 12 hours after she grinded all over me

This happened last week when I was in NYC for work.

I was walking back to my hotel by myself after a dinner with colleagues and clients at around 10pm when I passed by a club called Sapphire Times Square. I recognized the name from the one in Vegas, and it turns out this location only opened a month or two ago.

I haven’t been to a strip club since I was 25 (I’m 33 now) but, to be honest, I wasn’t ready for the night to end so decided instead of a night cap at the hotel bar I would check out this Sapphire.

I walk down to the basement and pay the $20 cover. It is well done and while significantly smaller than any of the Vegas clubs I’ve been to, was big and clean enough that I didn’t feel shady even though it may have been a little over the top.

It turns out that Tuesday night at 10pm might not be prime time for this place (or maybe people don’t know about it yet). There were fewer than 10 customers there when I arrived but probably 15-20 dancers. There was one main stage in the middle with a big TV screen behind it showing the baseball playoffs. I settled at the bar and laid $12 for a Stella.

I’m my former boss’s side bitch. [FF]

My ex boss is 38, gorgeous and the CEO of the company I used to work for. She’s 5’9 and has an athletic built. I’m 5’2 . Both of us have big juicy tits.

I had a crush on her when I worked at her company. She has this magnetism that’s so irresistible. We didn’t interact much since she was my boss’s boss. But sometimes she would look at me in a certain way that made me want to get on my knees and beg her to ravage me. But nothing happened while I still worked there.

On the day I quit that job, I received a text from her telling me that she knew I wanted her and that if I wanted to get fucked by her I could come to her place. I knew where she lived and of course I accepted the offer.

I drove to her mansion and was escorted into the bedroom by a servant. She was sitting on a sofa, nonchalantly sipping some wine and looking at something on her phone. Without looking up she told me to strip. I did. I stood there naked and a bit nervous as I waited for her to say something or make a move.

Whoops [F19] [M19] ][MAST]

THIS IS NOT TRUE

I was about to go swimming with my friends until i got really horney so i put in a plug and drove to the beach we hung out for a bit and i never got in the water.

There was 7 people there and 3 were men and the rest were women, they all walked behind me to do something and i was about to cum.

I was sitting on a beach chair so i slipped my slingshot down and took my plug out played with myself for a bit until i was about to orgasam.

I looked up to make nobody was there before i squirted and there was like 20 people including the seven of my friends standing right beside me about to walk past me until i squirted on half of them cause i was laying sideways.

I moaned loud and squirted alot i ust closed my eyes and squirted and had an intense orgasam i still had my finger in my vag and my other hand on my clit.

I [F] Fucked a Redditor [M] Who Told 500K People About It on the Radio

Here’s a brief story from last week, not today, as is reddit tradition to maybe give someone hope (if attractive) or at least say that some people actually get laid here (if attractive).

Posted on here that I was coming to a city about two weeks ago where I would be for four days. I carefully chose the ones who actually read my post and sent pictures and could compose a sentence and lined them up like dominos so that my evenings would be less boring. For reference, I am 5’2″, blonde, and stacked in the way it used to mean before fat chicks stole it. I’m told I have a nice body, but theres enough redditors out there who I’ve met who might see this and confirm/deny. Anyways. Just to set the stage – it could have been way worse for these guys.

The Camgirl Part XXXV: I Need You [Plot]

**XXXV: Blake and Liam***

**Blake**

Blake was on her way back from the gym when her phone buzzed. She frowned as she fished it out of her yoga pants, then froze when she saw Liam’s name above the message. She immediately moved out of the middle of the sidewalk and leaned against the fence overlooking one of the lowered parking lots off the main avenue. This one had a large mural covering one of the walls. She thought it might have been a student project. Blake shook herself, looking down at her phone. As she opened her it, Blake realized she was biting her lip.

*Liam:*

*Hey. I know things have been weird lately. I don’t like that, and I miss you. Can you meet me near HoJo later so we can talk?*

Blake smiled despite her nervousness.

*Blake:*

*Sure. When were you thinking?*

*Liam:*

*Your last class is over at 6:30, right? Does 6:45 work?*

*Blake:*

*That’s perfect.*

As that last text sent, Blake’s eyes widened for a moment. She worried that that last text had been too weird, but Liam responded right away.

*Liam:*

Home Masseuse Part 3

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/deqql6/masseuses_home_visit/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/dg6eov/home_masseuse_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Lee stood there patiently waiting for directions, watching as Sara laid on the bed, eyes still closed, hands moving up and down her stomach and breasts. She stopped and pinched her nipples and smiled remembering the orgasm she had just seconds ago.

Then eyes popped open in sudden regret, searching for Lee, still standing at the door. “Oh my god, Lee. Come here. I’m so sorry.” She said getting off the bed and crawled towards him.

They met midway and Sara reached up to Lee’s waist and pulled herself up by his pants. Still on her knees, Sara frantically worked to unbuckle his belt and pants. As she pulled down his pants and boxers, she kept repeating, “I’m sorry.”

Lee stood there, saying nothing, clasping hands behind his back lest he do something he wasn’t directed to.

Cheyanne crawled onto the bed never taking her eyes off of Sara desperately trying to apologize. She laid on her back, propped up her knees and spread her legs. Her hand reached down rubbing her lips.

Sara began stroking Lee’s already hard cock, looking up at Lee, eyes begging for forgiveness.

[MF] [pee] [preg] The Madonna Inn

*crosspost from r/eroticwriting*

Hurled on the central coast of California, a few miles from the beach proper, lies the Madonna Inn. I must admit I had no idea what this place even was, or what the fanfare was all about. “Typical Californians” I muttered to myself, “thinking they invented everything. Even hotels this time!”. And yet the RSVP I received was pretty clear. This was the event of the year. The former homecoming queen, beauty princess, and 3 years in a row “most likely to win Miss America” in our little high school, she was getting married to some billionaire guy who had 3 startups to his name. He had already revolutionized and reinvented hiking, pet adoptions, and something to do with transportation. All of this seemed incredibly far from McIntosh, South Dakota, the place I called home, and that once Shelly McDonald also called home.

The school off Main Street, the one night Shelly and I made out in my old pickup truck, all of that was a distant memory. She had since moved on, made it to California. And now she was delighted to invite me to her wedding with a Mr. Big Money who had changed everything multiple times. Drive 2 days straight? And for what? A girl I had made out with once? And a hotel I had never heard of, but apparently was all the rage? Call me crazy, but I was in.

Dangerous Living [MF] Revenge Fuck

My roommate was a good friend. Was. Then we moved in together.

The first week of 75 of his closest friends over was wild, and fun, and exciting. Then school started. But this shit did not stop.

It got so bad that eventually, I (22M) spent more time at another friends house on his couch.

After a couple of months, another friend I wanted to see was at the ever-revolving-party that was my apartment, so I went down there, and was going to hang out.

Per usual, the place was packed. The apartment entered next to the kitchen on the left, then a short hall to the living room, to the left and behind the kitchen, and the two bedrooms and a kitchen down the hall to the right. The bedroom hallway was ended by my roommate’s door, that looked squarely out into about half of the living room. This will get important later.

Up to this point, I’d been pretty clear about people staying out of my room, and up to this point, my roommate had honored my wishes. Not today.

I entered the apartment and went to my room to do a few things. When I entered, I became enraged.