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I think my step sister loves my dick [MF]

Just Enjoy.

It was another summer day filled with no activity. I was wearing tan shorts and a white shirt with black sleeves. I was home alone. Mom and dad were at work as usual and Cassie was out with her friend Emily. I was playing Black Ops 3 when a sudden wave of arousal came over me. In other words I got horny.

It was a few days since Cassie and I did the dirty and I hadn’t jerked off since then, so I stopped playing the game, got out of my chair, and closed my door. I left it open a crack though. No one else was home. What harm could it do?

I sat back down in my chair and put some porn on my Xbox. Long story short I unzipped my pants and started stroking my recently shaven dick. After about two minutes is when things got interesting. Without any clue of her being home, Cassie walked right into my room. She didn’t even knock. Read more »

Riding My Uber Driver… Part 3 [MFM]

*In the previous story (*[*link to part 1 where I met him*](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9zburx/riding_my_uber_driver_mf/) *,* [*link to part 2 when I went home with him and his friend*](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9zu2rp/riding_my_uber_driver_part_2_mfm/)*) – I had an Uber Pool driver named Amal, who was a strong, tall black man, and reminded me of a Michael B Jordan. Not intimidatingly fit, but 100% attractive and charismatic. I’m a 26 year old, 5’4″ brunette with green eyes, and on my ride home with him I couldn’t stop myself from telling him to pull over in an alleyway, pull down his pants, and then suck his cock and ride him until he came. The next day, I met up with him and his friend Andrew, and we all wound up back at Amal’s apartment, where these two men got undressed, and I got on my knees…*

Amal’s cock slid in and out of my mouth, over and over, pushing over my tongue and all the way to the back of my mouth, seemingly further down my throat with each thrust. His hands on my head, insistent but respectful, helped overcome the resistance of my relatively small mouth and seemingly tight throat. Read more »

[f]ucked a singer in the [m]usic studio (one crossed off the bucket list! ;)

For the longest time, I had wanted to have sex with a girl in my music studio. It was one of my top 5 fantasies on my ‘sex fantasies bucket list’, and this story is a retelling of how one of them is now decisively crossed off.

I will refer to girl as Jenny.

Jenny the singer and I met though a mutual musician friend. We were all keen trying to create something. Having exchanged a few messages, she seemed to prefer the idea of brainstorming in the studio with just myself first before including the mutual friend musician. The potential that this might imply that she was interested in exploring something sexual was already good enough material for copious masturbation. We eventually agreed on a day to meet.

As soon as she got in my car I became very intrigued. Jenny’s about 5’7″, a good healthy weight, blonde, and has a very positive, ‘bubbly’ attitude. She looked a bit better in person than in her social media photos. The closest porn star lookalike that I’ve found is Madelyn Monroe.

Riding My Uber Driver… Part 2 [MFM]

*In the previous story (*[*link to the Reddit post*](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9zburx/riding_my_uber_driver_mf/)*) – I had an Uber Pool driver named Amal, who was a strong, tall black man, and reminded me of a Michael B Jordan. Not intimidatingly fit, but 100% attractive and charismatic. I’m a 26 year old, 5’4″ brunette with green eyes, and on my ride home with him I couldn’t stop myself from telling him to pull over in an alleyway, pull down his pants, and then suck his cock and ride him until he came.*

I had thought about Amal in the days since, and couldn’t stop myself from texting him just the next night, as I was getting ready to go out with a girlfriend…

Me: Hey stud.

Amal: Hey sexy, what’s up?

Me: Just getting dressed.

Me: Going out with some friends.

Amal: Where? Let’s meet up.

…I told him. It was a bar in my friend’s neighborhood, and we were planning to start there, maybe go to another place with dancing, then who knows.

Amal said he’d text me, and I headed out. Read more »

The night we met [FM]

Sitting by the campfire, drinking a stale Bud Light, watching my best friend Carmen desperately trying to get with this guy who wasn’t interested, I saw James coming up the long driveway, his walk, confident and brisk, was heading right for me. That is what my twisted, self-centered mind told me at least.

In reality, James was simply coming to hang out with friends, drink a few beers, and forget about the girl who’d dumped him less than 48 hours prior.

I didn’t know any of this at the time. I knew nothing about him, except for the bulging arms prying at the elastic of his white T-shirt, the wavy auburn hair, and dark eyes that continued to glance in my direction every couple of minutes.

The night wore on as the ten of us sat around the fire. I continued giving James my best *come talk to me* eyes, but he was either too preoccupied with thoughts of a love lost, or wasn’t interested in what I had to offer. Read more »

Just for a Few Minutes

“It’s just for five minutes,” he said, kissing you on the forehead and patting your cheek gently.

You were beginning to regret asking him to surprise you with something risky as he hooked the cuffs securely to the closet rod.

You realized the tape was beginning to chafe and you wanted him to know, but the gag turned it into a low moan out of your nose. Struggling, your naked body brushed ticklishly against the row of suits in his closet even as you watched him smile at you before closing the closet’s door but leaving it slightly ajar. The shuttered panes of the door painted a zebra pattern of white light and dark shadow on your skin even as the telltale sound of a car pulling into the driveway made you excited with fright.

But the door opened again and his hand reached in, caressing your cheek with your vibrator before moving lower. “Open,” his whispered voice was in a hurry as it echoed in and you obliged, spreading your legs as he gently nudged the vibrator into you. You were grateful it wasn’t on yet.

“Now be quiet, dear, or your mother will catch us. Oh, and no dropping it.” Read more »

[MF][Stripclub][Virgin] An ode to the first lapdance adventure!

Here is where it all started. It was roughly about 10 years ago at the start of summer; I was an innocent virgin, broke college student, naive, never having experienced sexual pleasure that were not facilitated by my own two hands. It was my last week in college, never got laid, kissed, or touched, and wanted to see real tits for the first time ever in my life.

I was a nervous wreck, had finished most of my finals, and the school was having a student appreciation event with a ton of free stuff for the taking. I never missed a day in class or any of the events with free swag, but something, something of an urge to experience a sexual awakening before I graduated college started. It was not mandatory to show up to the event and thought about it deeply, where would I go to experience such an impish tryst? Naturally I looked online to see what strip clubs were close by. There was one in an industrial sort of area, far from prying eyes. Google street-view showed it looking far seedier than the satellite map indicated, and would later find out it was busted as a mob spot in the subsequent years. Read more »

Harry Potter and the Hogwarts pervert (part 11)

(Warning: this is a netorare/cuckolding kind of story, and its definitely not for everyone. So if you’re reading this just because you like Harry Potter, you’re going to have a bad time. Probably.)

A few days later Hermione sat outside with Ginny, in the bright, warm sunshine. They were each doing their homework, and occasionally pausing to talk about this and that.

Since revealing her little secret, Hermione had been spending the majority of her time with her red-headed friend. No longer having any reason to avoid her, she was happy to have a friend that she could confide in.

As much as Hermione still missed Ron and Harry, she wasn’t willing to spend that much time around Lavender, and couldn’t bring herself to lie to Harry. And so she stayed away from them both, sticking with her one female friend instead.

It also was nice to be around someone so open and free. And the more time Hermione spent with Ginny, the more she realized just how adventurous Ginny was.

Not only had she been with Michael Corner, but she had also been with Dean Thomas, Ernie MacMillan, and, to Hermione’s great surprise, little Colin Creevey. Read more »

Harry Potter and the Hogwarts pervert (part 11)

(Warning: this is a netorare/cuckolding kind of story, and its definitely not for everyone. So if you’re reading this just because you like Harry Potter, you’re going to have a bad time. Probably.)

A few days later Hermione sat outside with Ginny, in the bright, warm sunshine. They were each doing their homework, and occasionally pausing to talk about this and that.

Since revealing her little secret, Hermione had been spending the majority of her time with her red-headed friend. No longer having any reason to avoid her, she was happy to have a friend that she could confide in.

As much as Hermione still missed Ron and Harry, she wasn’t willing to spend that much time around Lavender, and couldn’t bring herself to lie to Harry. And so she stayed away from them both, sticking with her one female friend instead.

It also was nice to be around someone so open and free. And the more time Hermione spent with Ginny, the more she realized just how adventurous Ginny was.

Not only had she been with Michael Corner, but she had also been with Dean Thomas, Ernie MacMillan, and, to Hermione’s great surprise, little Colin Creevey. Read more »