Tag: Straight

A massage becomes more [FF] [Reluctant] [College]

Sarah was a freshman in college and really was struggling with being away from home for an extended amount of time. On top of that, her boyfriend of one year broke up with her through text just one week into the semester.

She looked at herself in the mirror and wondered why he didn’t like her. She thought her body was good, at 5’7 she had long legs and was in shape since she was on the cross country team. Not to mention she always kept her private area shaved and she had a perky set of B cup tits and long blonde hair.

While she wondered while she was single now, she heard her roommate begin to open the door to their dorm. *Shit, Mary’s home!* she thought to herself. She sniffed and wiped away a tear quickly and then hopped onto her bed, acting like nothing was wrong.

“Hey Sarah!” Mary called, smiling as she walked in. “What are you doing here by yourself on a Saturday night?”

“Just not feeling up to any parties right now,” Sarah replied as she rolled onto her stomach and pulled out her phone. “My boyfriend broke up with me and I just kinda wanna stay in.” She sighed and just began scrolling through her social medias. Read more »

Linda rubs one out secretly in class

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***Linda and her rapid tapping foot secretly rubs one out in class.***

It’s my junior year in high school, and my testosterone has been boosting my erectile equipment for a few years now. Having had little success in the girl department I became adept at manually attending to every young male teen’s needs with furtive handjobs.

I’m a jerking fool – 2, 3, or more times a day. From getting a boner in the shower in the morning on school days and firing my load down the drain, to bushwacking boners caused by some innocent hot girl in class (where I beat off countless times in the boy’s can), to the evening where I usually rubbed one out to sleep with the company of a Hustler or Penthouse or illegal Euro skin book.

My older brother, a Marine, would lay on me spank material he’d acquired, either from Mexico where he’d visit Tiajuana (and come home with incredible fuck stories from the bars there), or other fuck mags he’d acquired from overseas guys. All sorts of scenarios were covered in those pages of dogeared and torn pulpers – sporting assorted stains of dubious origin… Read more »

Not a Sound, Final Part (Mf, Cheating, Ageplay, Risky, Oral)

After our brief tryst in the lounge things seemed to escalate between myself and Emma. I could no longer deny that what was happening between us was just sex, because we both knew we felt something. I do worry that perhaps those feelings are entirely based on a young, gorgeous girl being besotted with me, who makes me feel twenty years younger and has made me feel more virile than any time in my life. But then she is smart and funny too, I tell myself, and that’s plenty of reason to feel something back.

It’s definitely not because she’s some kind of nympho.

We start to fuck anywhere we can, meet anywhere we can. Our list, already full of dangerous liaisons that could get us both into a lot of trouble, extends to include the bathroom in a pub, a changing room in a department store and a house party hosted by one of her friends. The latter was the closest we’d come to being found out, as a teacher has no right to be in attendance at these parties and certainly has no right to be vigorously fucking someone half his age on the bed of said friend’s parents. Read more »

Not a Sound, Final Part (Mf, Cheating, Ageplay, Risky, Oral)

After our brief tryst in the lounge things seemed to escalate between myself and Emma. I could no longer deny that what was happening between us was just sex, because we both knew we felt something. I do worry that perhaps those feelings are entirely based on a young, gorgeous girl being besotted with me, who makes me feel twenty years younger and has made me feel more virile than any time in my life. But then she is smart and funny too, I tell myself, and that’s plenty of reason to feel something back.

It’s definitely not because she’s some kind of nympho.

We start to fuck anywhere we can, meet anywhere we can. Our list, already full of dangerous liaisons that could get us both into a lot of trouble, extends to include the bathroom in a pub, a changing room in a department store and a house party hosted by one of her friends. The latter was the closest we’d come to being found out, as a teacher has no right to be in attendance at these parties and certainly has no right to be vigorously fucking someone half his age on the bed of said friend’s parents. Read more »

Not a Sound, Final Part (Mf, Cheating, Ageplay, Risky, Oral)

After our brief tryst in the lounge things seemed to escalate between myself and Emma. I could no longer deny that what was happening between us was just sex, because we both knew we felt something. I do worry that perhaps those feelings are entirely based on a young, gorgeous girl being besotted with me, who makes me feel twenty years younger and has made me feel more virile than any time in my life. But then she is smart and funny too, I tell myself, and that’s plenty of reason to feel something back.

It’s definitely not because she’s some kind of nympho.

We start to fuck anywhere we can, meet anywhere we can. Our list, already full of dangerous liaisons that could get us both into a lot of trouble, extends to include the bathroom in a pub, a changing room in a department store and a house party hosted by one of her friends. The latter was the closest we’d come to being found out, as a teacher has no right to be in attendance at these parties and certainly has no right to be vigorously fucking someone half his age on the bed of said friend’s parents. Read more »

[MMF] Giving my gym friend’s girlfriend her first big one

A grad school classmate of mine started coming to the gym with me last year. He’s a bit shorter, less in shape, Asian. We worked out, then swam, then when we were showering afterwards, I noticed he kept his swimsuit on in the showers (even though I took mine off). I’m pretty well hung – 8″ when hard, and about 6″ soft – and he was definitely staring at me when we were showering.

We became better friends, and I ended up meeting his girlfriend (a white girl, although she is really petite) and hanging out with them a few times.

One night we were showering after swimming together, and he started asking why I didn’t have a girlfriend. I told him the truth – that I was just having a hard time finding someone – but he said something like, “Yeah, they probably run away scared after you show them that monster”, pointing to my cock. I said, “Well, you’ve got a girlfriend – I’m guessing whatever you’re so scared of me seeing isn’t exactly scaring the girls away.” That was meaner than I meant – I was just trying to tease him – but he blushed and said, “I’m not scared to take my swimsuit off…” (although it seemed like he was), and he pulled his swim trunks down. Read more »

The Arrangement [MF – MF][MFF][SWAP][CUCKOLDING]

So after my girlfriend at the time, Lisa, essentially cheated on me and cuckolded me as described [here](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9e48g2/my_first_cuckold_experience_mff/), we had a huge fight. As much as the cuckolding had turned me on in the moment. I was pretty angry the next day.

So Lisa and I had enjoyed the situations in different ways. But we had to find a sort of balance, because I wasn’t comfortable with simply sharing my girlfriend. After weeks of talking it out with her and my roommate, we came to a sort of arrangement. Charlie was a pro at picking up girls at his work as a bouncer and barkeeper. He brought a lot of new girls home. The arrangement was that, if the girls he brought home agreed, we would swap partners sometimes.

So when Charlie brought home a new girl, called Lilly some months later, she agreed when Charlie broached the subject. Not the very first day of course, but after we got to know each other better.

We started pretty awkwardly. We had some drinks and put on some music to fill the awkward silence. Charlie was sitting beside Lisa and I beside Lilly in our flat’s living room Read more »

[MF] Being told, “No,” at the Asian Massage Parlor

I had gotten a few massages from Violet before, but they had all been basically chaste previously. There were some accidental brushings when she went up my thighs, but nothing explicit, so I was surprised the last time I went to see her.

She’s the best masseuse I’ve ever had, so I had made an appointment before I came just to make sure she was available. When I got there, she was the first person at the desk, which was nice, because usually I only got to see her briefly in a darkened room or on my way out of the building. This way I got to linger on her a little. She’s in her 40s or so, I’d guess, but she looks great. She’s Chinese. Black hair that’s a little frizzy, sort of a Yoko Ono-ish haircut. Pretty busty, too. Probably D cups. She checked me in and led me to my room and left me to get ready. Read more »

When he takes what he needs [MF][MDOM][ORAL][ROUGH]

‘Where are we going?’

‘Shut up, slut. Come with me.’

I bite back my response. I can see the tension radiating through you, your clenched jaw and clipped words tell me nothing more than to be careful. It’s not often you disturb me at work and usually it hurts.

We exit the building, hand in hand, you pulling ahead of me and leading the way. The streets are filled with people out to grab a bite to eat, taking a quick break from their desks into the still warm autumnal air.

You walk me away from the crowds and pull me into an alleyway between two buildings, leading me into the shadows.

‘Okay…now are you going to tell me what’s wrong?’

‘Daddy is horny, honey, stop asking questions and get on your fucking knees’

I hesitate, looking down at the dirty tarmac we were standing on. It’s a mistake, one you quickly correct with a stinging slap to my face.

‘Don’t make me tell you twice, or you will regret it.’ Read more »

When he takes what he needs [MF] [BDSM]

‘Where are we going?’

‘Shut up, slut. Come with me.’

I bite back my response. I can see the tension radiating through you, your clenched jaw and clipped words tell me nothing more than to be careful. It’s not often you disturb me at work and usually it hurts.

We exit the building, hand in hand, you pulling ahead of me and leading the way. The streets are filled with people out to grab a bite to eat, taking a quick break from their desks into the still warm autumnal air.

You walk me away from the crowds and pull me into an alleyway between two buildings, leading me into the shadows.

‘Okay…now are you going to tell me what’s wrong?’

‘Daddy is horny, honey, stop asking questions and get on your fucking knees’

I hesitate, looking down at the dirty tarmac we were standing on. It’s a mistake, one you quickly correct with a stinging slap to my face.

‘Don’t make me tell you twice, or you will regret it.’ Read more »