Tag: Straight

A Kinky Outdoor Ropeplay Experience with a MILF [M][F]

Marissa was a 48 year old ex-mormon mom who had enough of straight vanilla and decided to reach out into the kink community for something (to her) really taboo. She was looking for a younger, dominant guy who could “show her the ropes”, being a rigger I took that to mean literally. I was really looking forward to shaping someone into the community and while she was near 50 and had six kids behind her, her mormom mandated workout routine kept her in super good shape, and her 34DDD fake tits were to die for.

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We met up and discussed things over, then hooked up twice just to make sure I knew her limits and enjoyment. She really enjoyed bondage, much to my my joy, humiliation and loved to send her husband after photos.

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To the main event: I had been planning something special for her, there was forest nearby and both of us had a huge, outdoors nature kink. I told her I’d pick her up the next afternoon and for her to wear whatever she wanted as long as it a) was disposable, b) she wore her over-knee black leather boots.

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[M]y summer af[F]air [long]

This happened a few years ago.  Back before Tinder, there was a website that’s moniker was “life is short, have an affair”, before the huge data breach that revealed all of its accounts…

I had an account, paid membership all of that stuff.  I was looking for some on the side for my own reasons.  I was in Chicago for an almost month long school for work.  While I was there I thought I would try that area on that site, the class was in a northern suburb.  I set my search area to see who was out there.  I sent a couple of messages and within a couple  days had a response.  We chatted a little back and forth and she gave me access to all of her profile pictures.  She was a few years younger than me, on the shorter side, with a little shorter than shoulder length brown hair, cut in a way that went well with her cute round face.  She wasn’t skinny, but not overweight either, she was thick in all the right places.  A few questions led me to find out that she’s a roller derby girl, that in itself was hot.  Her body showed her athleticism, her calves, thighs and butt showed of years of skating, but what overwhelmingly stood out was her enormous breasts, they were also very prominent in her pictures, she did like to show them off!  I asked, she said they were 36H cup.  We chatted for a few days and decided that we should meet.  We decided on a public park between my hotel and where she worked. Read more »

My [F]irst lesbian experience. [FF]

Links to previous stories:

– [My first experience with Tinder. [FM]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cy7h6f/my_first_experience_with_tinder_fm/)

– [My First time deepthroating. [FM]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cyccgy/my_first_time_deepthroating_fm/)

– [My First time getting creampied. [FM]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cz2odi/my_first_time_deepthroating_fm/)

– [My First time trying anal. [FM]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/czlk4q/my_first_time_trying_anal_fm/)

– [Fucking two guys within 10 minutes. [FM]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d00scw/fucking_two_guys_within_10_minutes_fm/)

– [My first time at a nude party. [FM]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d0jevt/my_first_time_at_a_nude_party_fm/)

– [I got fucked outside of the club. [FM]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d0xs6r/i_got_fucked_outside_of_the_club_fm/)

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I just want to preface this by saying that I’m not really bisexual. Before this story took place I was bicurious, but after it I realise that it isn’t really something I would ever do of my ow accord for enjoyment. I’d do it to tease guys and have a bit of drunk fun, but yeah.

So as I mentioned in my first story, I live in one of my University’s dormitorys. They are very new and quite expensive, so they are quite luxurious as far as dorms go. I have my own bedroom with a double bed and a tiny ensuite bathroom. I share a common room and kitchen with 4 other girls. Three of the girls are very quiet, and we don’t do much together except for the occasional hangout in the common room. The other girl I am very good friends with and go clubbing with her all the time. This story concerns one of the quiet girls, Jamie. Read more »

Sleep Tight [MM; BDSM]

“Evan, I’m home!”

My ears perked up when I heard that, my master was home! Cody, or master as I call him when we are “playing,” is my boyfriend. We have a consensual BDSM relationship, he is the dom and I’m his sub. Anytime I wanted this to be over, it would. We could easily go back to a normal relationship, heck, we often do! But I love this side of our relationship. I have my safe word for if things get too heavy or go too far, but I love testing my limits.

“Cody! Finally your home! Dinner’s ready.” I called him by his name instead of calling him Master. This was fine because our games wouldn’t start until after dinner.

We ate and talked about our days and about life. After dinner, we both cleaned the kitchen. As soon as I put the last dish in the dishwasher, I felt Cody’s strong hand grab me, turn me around, and passionately kiss me. After a few moments, he pulled away and sexily whispered, “Are you ready to go upstairs?”

I responded, with a voice that totally betrayed how aroused and excited I was, “Yes Master.” Read more »

Night lights (alien, healing, car crash, strong and conflicted emotions)

<< OK, things a getting out of hand. You were driving. You were merely driving in the night, you had an accident, and now, “of course”, an alien being is taking care of you. An alien lady is actually abducting you, strapped down on a levitating stretcher. Of course. OK. You will wake up. You need to wake up from this pathetic alien abduction delusion. >>

**WARNING. This story graphically and viscerally describes yourself being badly injured in a car crash. Also, it is not directly erotic, but it explores kinks (breathing mask, bondage, hypnosis, gentle Femdom, states of altered consciousness, among other things) and is written by an adult for adults.**

# Night lights

We all know how bad the world can be with us. Being human is about that: Beauty and horror, pleasure and pain, pain and relief. Pain, and healing. Healing. Healing feels so good, little one. Somebody taking care of you, because you are worth it. You are worth the time, little one. Yes, you are worth the time. You are worth the time, and it is what my story will be about today. A nice story about healing. Read more »

Katz The Cowardly Cat [MM, MF, Furry, Cartoon, Mind Control, Torture, Rape, Sadism, Vore, Fanfiction, Horror, Humor]

[https://archiveofourown.org/works/20347078](https://archiveofourown.org/works/20347078)

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“DOOF! OW! D’OH! OUCH! EWW…” Courage repeatedly (but thankfully quietly) grunted in pain as he (sexually) excitedly tumbled his way down the ever-so-mouthwateringly fleshy and waxy internal slope of Katz’s collective right auditory canal, fascinatedly marveling at just how wonderfully and deliciously tender and pink the aforementioned flesh within said ear canal really and truly was (in addition to how delightfully long and squiggly its many, many adorable little hairs were) as he then finally landed face-first on the ever-so-beautifully hairy and wax-speckled floor of the blissfully unaware feline’s horizontal ear canal, warmly and erotically licking said floor with fetishistic delight and causing Katz to rather curiously (not to mention suspiciously and weirdly arousedly) twitch his right ear in response. Oh man, if ONLY he knew what was going on in there…

“I SAID, is your REFRIGERATOR running?” Di Lung suddenly brought his mouth ridiculously close to his phone and obnoxiously yelled directly through the phone line that said phone was now attached to into Katz’s right ear in his (trademarked) ludicrously thick Chinese accent, as a way of distracting said ear from potentially being able to pick up the sound, not to mention the incredibly ticklish feeling, of Courage’s fluffy little foot-paws going pitter-patter against the remarkably soft, delicate and sensitive inner surface of his horizontal ear canal; needless to say, he definitely felt the latter to an extent, but it luckily only provoked him into lightly scratching the outer funnel of said ear with his left index finger. Read more »

[F]ollow up to Fucking the Best [M]an at My Daughter’s Wedding

**This is a follow up to my previous post** [[F]ucking the Best [M]an at My Daughter’s Wedding](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d09ox2/fucking_the_best_man_at_my_daughters_wedding/)**, since there was enough polite interest. It carries from where things left off – I recommend reading it before going on to this one because I don’t want to repeat things again (sorry!) – but be warned that it’s not the steamy romp that my previous confessional was, though there was certain antics to be had on my part. Also, sorry about the lack of originality for the title, and the more factual tone of this piece, I’ve been a bit brain drained from work over the week. Also, longish ramble ahead.**

It didn’t take too long after Paul came for me to pass into exhausted sleep and I believe it was the same on his part. Little surprise, when I woke up nearly 3 hours later, I still felt crushed from lack of sleep as well as being worn out from the sex, but there was little choice since it just over an hour to 10 and my friends, who had been kind enough to volunteer with the after-wedding cleanup, were due to arrive. Paul also woke up as soon as I started moving and I sent him off to shower in anticipation of shooing him off before anyone arrived. Once he came out, I decided to have a talk with him about how things were going to be between us – usually I make these things clear beforehand, but everything Paul had been very spur-of-the-moment. I’m sure he was expecting something different, to judge from his slow response, but since my divorce I haven’t really been in the mood to have an invested relationship. I felt a little bad. Read more »

[MF, later only F] Anal Morning and Aftermath Afternoon

A pillow always comes in handy so early in the morning.

Currently, I was screaming into one as I felt a large shaft rod pump itself in and out of my painfully stretched anus.

Now mind you, in any other circumstances, I do love anal. I don’t think anyone would be particularly surprised when they see my appearance. One Asian pretty boy haircut blonde hair blue eye white woman of 27 years. But I love anal when my partner was more gentle. Gregory is using his cock like an overworked piston trying to aid factory workers in meet deadlines. And I prefer riding cocks. Gregory likes fucking a girl ass up face down in the pillow, like he was a dungeon master and I was the unfortunate prisoner who is going to suffer due to his lust.

His hands made its way from him previously groping my breast to my hips and I felt him pushing himself deep into my anus. Once his balls met my opening to my vagina, indicating his cock was fully buried, he held me in place with his hands acting like a vice. I look back in horror as I felt his cock twitch, a symptom of one thing. Read more »

Loving Memories [MF] [sex robot] [ScFi] [rom]

Many people claimed to understand true love. Those same people might also claim they understand loss. Karina Stroman had encountered many of those people in the past three, four months, and nine days. That was how long it had been since her husband, Lieutenant Joseph A. Stroman died. Throughout that painful, heart-breaking stretch of time, she became convinced. They didn’t understand in the slightest.

Karina loved her husband. She loved him in ways few could appreciate. He was the only man she’d ever dated. He was the only man she’d ever slept with. He was the only man she wanted to marry. She had every intention of growing old and gray with him, having kids and building a life together. The idea of not being with him never crossed her mind.

Then, it happened.

Her husband, an aspiring pilot in the Air Force who aspired to fly planes, died in a terrible crash. They said it was an accident. They claimed there was nothing anyone could’ve done. That didn’t make it hurt any less. Her heart broke into a billion pieces that day. Nothing had been the same since. Read more »

Spycraft Lessons Part 3: Teacher’s Heavy Petting (M/F, Bondage, Purple Petals)

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cs2xln/spycraft_lessons_sexual_interogation_fm_bdsm/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cuu8uh/spycraft_lessons_part_2_field_work_assignment_mf/)

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I should have been dropping off the package I just picked up, or writing up my report about how the mission went, or getting some rest. Instead, I was giggling like a schoolgirl, running through the night with my classmate, Jeriah.

After entrusting the package to the driver of the car that had picked me up, the two of us had been dropped off just outside the boy’s dormitory, since it was closer. Jeriah had snuck us in the back door, and the two of us loudly snuck through the quiet halls after everyone else had gone to bed.

Once we got to the shared bathroom that was on his floor, we went inside. I had kind of expected that the boy’s bathroom would be… I don’t know, dirtier? But the walls and floors were the same ceramic industrial white that was in our dorms, so I guess they weren’t that bad.

Luckily for us, the showers were at least slightly private, sectioned off into cubicles with a pair of curtains providing a pseudo airlock. It wasn’t much, but it meant that we had a chance of not being discovered if someone came in. Read more »