Getting Hate-[F]ucked by my Date’s Worst Enemy

First off, I LOVE this community. I’m not sure what has made me hornier, getting fucked like how I did in my last story or reading all the comments and PM’s I got from posting here!

Since the events of my last story, I have realized I have a fetish for being dominated, used as a trophy for type-A men to display their status, and even thinking of how I’ve been a submissive bitch recently is making me wet. Writing out my experiences and seeing your reaction has made me feel so empowered and in control of my body; I’m officially hooked!

In case you missed it last time, my customary background: I’m a 19-year old, 5’4, 135lb college girl with slightly wavy light-brunette hair that dips just below my shoulders, hazel eyes, 34C breasts, and a pretty nice bubble butt if I can brag a little. In high school I played soccer which gave me some killer definition in my ass and legs that I’ve maintained decently enough since then. I’ve always been a “good girl”, I got good grades, had a great relationship with my parents, and when I did cut loose, it always used to be in a safe, respectable way.

Like Mother, Like Daughter – An erotic Adventure – Part 2 – The Mother [MF][Deepthroat][Anal]

Due to a hectic travel schedule it took a few weeks until I had time to work out how to meet Linn’s mother without it being too obvious. Furthermore, I had to do it when Linn was not around. I did not think that Linn would appreciate me trying to get in bed with her mother and I was pretty certain that Lisa would have nothing to do with me if she knew that I had fucked her daughter. I had gotten hold of Lisa’s phone number, not too hard since I knew her name and where they lived. I had both her home number and cell number stored on my phone. I had also put Linn’s number there while I was at it.

The whole thing worked out by itself out by coincidence when I once again was passing through Loberod on my way to work. When I passed by the store I saw Sarah sitting at the bus stop. I turned in to the parking lot and stepped out of the car. I was pretty sure that the shirt she was wearing was one of the things she had bought last time we met.

“Hi there Sarah.”

[MF] Sex In The Woods

My first post on [reddit](https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/comments/cjdf0a/my_first_experience_with_a_guy/) was a guy-on-guy experience I had so I thought I would go with a straight one this time. This happened a few years ago but I still think about it a lot. The whole situation was hot and she probably had the best tits of any girl I’ve been with.

I was seeing this girl (21) whilst working in my first job after leaving university (so I was just 22). I was working in a big company in an English town with not that great a reputation. I actually think it is technically a city and not a town, but it does not really deserve that title. This is only relevant because this girl erred towards being a stereotypical local with a bit of a small-town attitude and a bit of a local accent. This meant she always had a bit of an inferiority complex around me which was, in my opinion, completely self-imposed and unnecessary. This was likely a major factor in us splitting up after only a few months. This was a shame because of the aforementioned chest-area.

Man of the House Pt 5 Nailing the asian sister

We continue to watch the movie but now she’s sitting on the couch beside me. My cock is still pretty hard thinking about her pointy, dark nipple so I grab another pillow and cover my lap again. Joy notices and is like “Why do you need the pillow?”, I purposely start to mumble my words and actually don’t answer her. I can tell from the look on her face she knows why but she doesn’t say anything. A minute later she gets up and heads upstairs to her room. I asked if she was going to finish watching the movie but she takes a minute and makes up an excuse that doesn’t make sense. I know what she’s going to do and my cock starts to throb.

Kate [F], 22, and I [M], 36, played house this weekend, pt. 1 – Friday

So, I’ve posted three times on /r/SluttyConfessions re my recent sex life, but this is more of a story than a confession. Especially since things have gotten more serious with Kate.

You can read the other posts, but for a quick tl;dr: I started seeing several women much younger than me over the last 6 months or so. Kate has outlasted them all.

I’ve not described Kate before, but she’s about 5’6″, with long wavy dark brown hair, light skin, and green eyes. She wears very little make up, and doesn’t really need it. When she wears none at all she’s covered in tiny freckles, especially across her nose. I don’t want to guess her weight, but she’s slim with athletic arms, and a nice firm ass (she gyms 3 times a week). She’s technically a C-cup, but it’s a small C, and very perky (they kinda point up a little?). She’s kinda straight waisted with not much hip either, and toned legs. I think she’s gorgeous, but she calls herself plain.

Sucking [M]y [F]iancé’s Breast in View of Her Best [F]riend While Her Hubby Slept

In my previous story (check my profile if you’re interested – I think it’s a good read) I mentioned that currently my sex life is pretty poor and I might get laid once every three months. This story expands on a naughty situation I got into this last weekend which has awakened a bit of a weird desire that has been dormant for some time (I will get to these stories, they were with my ex and I’m currently doing a lot of work and other writing). There is a distinct lack of sex here – sorry everyone but I thought some might like the story nonetheless. Please let me know if there is interest for more.

So basically my fiance (25F) and I (26M) were invited to a couple’s house to blow off some steam Friday night. The husband (28M – let’s call him Matt) is one of my best mates and his wife (24F – let’s call her Kate) is one of my fiancé’s best friends so we typically hang out once a month or more and get along great.

A fantasy world with Indians [MF] [Facial] [exhib]

First time writer here… Was basically trapped on a week long vacation with no access to internet and thought “why not let my imagination run?”. Indians are finally starting to make it big on the big screen, so why not some Indian influenced smut? Would love to hear your thoughts.

Prince Raja spotted her bathing in the river. 

He was separated from his entourage, stating a desire for solitude. He had been traveling with company for eight days. Constantly being watched, judged. He needed time to think, to be alone. He loathed company. 

Raja was struck by her beauty certainly, but disarmed by her sheer presence, and perhaps willful ignorance, to bathe completely naked in the river, no weapon or entourage of her own in sight. At first, he wasn’t sure whether to be alarmed or aroused. Alarmed because she could have nefarious means. Aroused because she was indisputably stunning. Her dark, earthy skin glistened in the sun as she poured fresh water over her well-endowed tits with small, erect nipples. A sheen fell over her long, athletic legs, and as she turned, Raja got a glimpse of her round, ample ass. 

At The Pool [D/s] [Mf]

My only completely true story… so far. About my introduction to submission and kink.

Have my vodka and lemonade, flouncy skirt on with my bikini top, and walk down to the pool, remembering all my times with Him at his pool, hoping to see someone who will see me for the submissive sex-crazed slut I am…like he did.

1. The first pool party after he claimed me, he snuck into the bathroom with me. Get undressed, he commanded. What?! In front of you? Yes, he said. And I did, wondering amazedly at my willingness to do this… so far we had only had a kiss or two, furtive groping under the table at dinners… He sighed, so happily, at seeing my ass, naked at last.

2. Later, “accidentally” alone in his garage, he bent his tall frame down to kiss me and slipped his hand quickly past the waistband of my stretchy tight skirt, straight under my thong, and pressed his finger against my asshole. I yelped and leaped away like a startled rabbit… now I long for that moment, wishing I had pushed against him, inviting him into my welcoming ass.

Emma Degraded Part 1 (blackmail, non-consent/reluctance, humiliation, anal, exhibitionism)

Hey guys – first post! Let me know what you think, and if you’d like to see more (female writer; most of this is my own personal fantasy). Enjoy! :)

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Emma yawned and stretched. It was nearly closing time at the videogame shop where she worked, and she already had her mind on the date she had planned for that evening. It was the third this month; her friend and colleague Charlotte had set her up on a dating app, and unsurprisingly, Emma had received a lot of attention already. She was a petite 20-something with waist-length dark hair, large, hazel eyes and a scattering of tiny freckles over her nose. She and Charlotte were the only two female members of staff among ten or so men. They got on with most of their male co-staff, a mixture of typical gaming nerds and a few more conventional sorts, but both felt a strong dislike for their manager, Steven. Steven was in his fifties, a little on the overweight side with eyes that unashamedly undressed both girls, not caring how uncomfortable it seemed to make them. He seemed to have a particular liking for Emma, finding any excuse to brush against her, and she was sure he had deliberately ordered her work uniform – a black polo shirt and trousers – two sizes too small. Her C-cup breasts strained against the thin fabric, and she often saw her colleagues’ eyes rake over her chest when they thought she wasn’t looking.

[MF] [preg] [piss] Coffee in Elko

I had left my hometown of Palm Springs, CA right after sunrise. I drove for hours and hours and hours. I drove a lot a few years ago. Maybe I thought that a magic mile count would make my problems stay behind. I thought I could hide somewhere far enough in the desert, or the mountains, or the lake. I had tried most everyplace I could think of. Wyoming was my last chance. Surely no problems were big enough to come find you in Wyoming, I thought to myself.

But after 10 hours of driving, I succumbed to the signs on the highway, and settled for the night in what they promised would be a haven of comfort and delight: Elko, NV. Let me tell you, it was neither. I picked a random hotel, checked in, ate something at one of the many casinos that double down as restaurants, and crashed. It was an eventful night. If I dreamt, I don’t recall it. I was happy enough that the room had a bed and no trace of mold.