Leo: Chapter 1

*CHAPTER 1: A QUESTION OF POWER AND CHOICE*

She was wearing a very tatty dress that was too flimsy and short to be decent. It was an important day, after all, so she had to wear her best dress.

Though tatty, she was clean; like every other slave in line to meet the king, her owner had allowed her to wash herself in the garden using a bucket of cold water. She **felt** regal, with such fine treatment.

The line was long, but the day was fine, and, compared with the kind of work she was used to, standing up and waiting in pleasant weather was an easy chore for her. One might go as far as to say she was enjoying herself.

The throne had been carried outside the of the throne room where it usually resided, and set up in the courtyard outside. The line filled the entire courtyard, winding this way and that, and out into the streets of the city beyond the castle walls, continuing down the entire High Street and snaking its way through many other streets. This was a city full of slaves, and the rumour was the king was looking for a particular one for something very important, but of course those lowly slaves weren’t told what it was – they were just to be shown to him one by one until he found what he was searching for.

We Were At The Same Party [F] [Group]

So my girlfriend and I got drunk at home on Friday night and began to talk about the dirtiest things we have ever done in our lives. As mentioned in a previous [post ](https://www.reddit.com/r/hotpast/comments/95olqh/free_drinks_at_the_bar_long/)she is no stranger to getting crazy while drinking. I thought the previous story was were it ended until she dropped another bomb on me.

Back in college my close friend and I would host parties and being the smarter one the parties were always at his place since I never wanted to do the clean up. This was years before my GF and I knew each other and even began talking as friends. We officially met our senor year in an elective class.

One weekend in our sophomore year we threw a pretty decent sized party that 50-60 people showed up, and squeezed into a 2 bedroom apartment. I was beyond wasted at this point in the night and needed to lie down. I went into my friend’s room to lay down on the floor. 2 other guys came in and smoked out while I napped the dizziness away.

(fantasty) picking up a sexy hitchhiker

I always fantasized about picking up a hot chick walking with with her thumb out, hitchhiking and fucking her way cross country.

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Me on my way across state, see a hot chick, sweating in the sun, walking with her thumb out, so I pull over and pick her up to be (you know ?)”chivalrous”.

She climbs in fanning herself, looks smoking hot with very nice breast with lots of cleavage, a nice sexy ass in high cut off jeans, the most beautiful dick sucking lips I have ever seen.

And we chat for a bit when she starts talking about her plans, she’s on her way to Florida or something for spring break or something, and thought it would be hot to hitchhike and fuck her way across country, and looks me in the eyes and says “by the unwritten rules of the road(Gas, Grass, or Ass)”.

As she’s saying this, she turns to me leaning over giving me a eye full of all that beautiful tit flesh and sliding over and putting her hand on my upper thigh and giving me a seductive squeeze.

[MF] Seducing my big sister’s married friend

Pooja is married, almost ten years elder to me and has been my playmate for almost a year. If you don’t like cheating stories, you should stop reading now.

Pooja has known me since I was twelve or thirteen; I am twenty-six now. During my adolescent years I never thought of her in a sexual manner. She is a friend of my eldest step sister. The last time I met Pooja was for my sister’s wedding when I was in high school. I have lusted and checked out every single friend of my elder sister. My sister is very good looking and had over half dozen good looking friends. Although I didn’t particularly single out any of them, everyone was an object of my dirty fantasies one time or the other. I have seen Pooja hang out in our pool with my sister many times when I was in school. She always treated me like a little brother.

Pooja is average in height, in her mid-thirties with an interesting attractive face. Her breasts are astonishingly upright, her ass is not small, but tight and very inviting. Her thighs are firm, round and even. With her professional, moderate style of dressing she is a mature, sensuous dish, always perfumed and well groomed.

First time exploring my bi side [MMF] [GROUP]

“Do you wanna come watch us fuck?”

Jason was a fit Australian man in his mid-40s, tan with a short-cropped, salt-n-pepper beard and black frame glasses. He resembled Santa Claus if he hit the gym five times a week and consumed protein shakes instead of milk and cookies. He and I had spoken of my desire to explore bi play and much of our talk revolved around this topic of conservation. His girlfriend, Raye, was in her mid-20s, a petite, toned body decorated with a shoulder and upper thigh tattoo. In her profile photos, her hair seemed to change colors more than a mood ring, each more vibrant than the last.

I stared at the text for what seemed like hours before deciding on a course of action. It was just past 1 AM, and I hadn’t anticipated an invitation given that we’d never met in person. I’d spoken to each of the couple separately about kinks and potential play, but our schedules hadn’t yet aligned to make it happen. Before I could say no, my dick took control of my phone and accepted.

[MF] I fucked the Cougar again, this time without Barney.

[first post here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/91jxv1/mmf_i_banged_a_cougar_last_weekend_and_it_was/)

I stupidly left Ashley’s house the first time without getting her number, and I thought it might be kind of weird to ask Barney for her number, so was just going to play it cool and wait until Barney wanted to hang out with her again. That would have been shitty though, because I literally dreamt of her pussy.

That is until Sunday night, I got a facebook request from Ashley with a message – “Hey, had a good time the other weekend – Ashley”. BAM. I was in.

We started messaging back and forth over facebook, then she gave me her number and said she needed to put her kids to bed. I really wished I could have fucked her that night, but she had the kids over the weekend. She said they would be gone Monday, though. Some of you were asking for pics of her, and because I don’t want to put her actual pics up, [she looks like this chick here](http://blog.pinkworld.com/classy-blonde-milf-jewel-posing-in-sexy-black-lingerie-16216.html#&gid=1&pid=3).

So Monday morning comes around, and when I wake up, I get a text, “Dreamt of your cock last night. Can’t wait to see you tonight…xxx”. Holy shit, she dreamt of my cock too? I thought I was the lucky one here to be banging this cougar. I guess it goes both ways. So I respond…

Fucked a Random Girl Off the Street [MF]

To start I am 6′ 4″ male and I work out regularly. I’m muscular, tall, and we’ll kept. I’m more confident than your average person. When I walk into a room I like to think I am the most attractive man there. It may not be true, but the confidence has gotten me into a lot of fun situations.

I was visiting a city and staying in an Air BnB. Without my knowledge it was an apartment where the owner (male) was also staying in the other room. This was a bummer, but I decided “fuck it, I’m still bringing back ladies.”

I was walking down the street and I see a girl that I think is cute so I say “Hey, I’m Vince, what’s your name?” She responds with her name and we begin to chat. This is a classic move by me, simply introduce yourself with confidence and start asking a lot of questions like you’re very interested in their answers. We chat for a bit on the street and I ask her if she wants to go to a nearby bar, she agrees.

How to solve a problem like Elena? [FF][Part 5]

Now while it was mentioned in one of my previous stories, I used to rent an awesome little annex. I’m sad I don’t live there now! It was slightly connected to the main house but no entry through it. It had a private entrance and private drive and it’s own walled garden. The actual annex was a white washed building that used to be a small barn. It only had three rooms, the bathroom, walk-in wardrobe/laundry room and the last room. Kitchen, bedroom, living room that was all! Basically, my bed in the middle of the room with the kitchen off to one side.The setting and outside were amazing and whilst the inside was lovely it was less than practical.

I parked up and led her into my garden and up the path to my annex. Once inside I flicked on the lights and tossed my bag onto the floor “Can I get you a drink of anything?” I asked trying to break the silence she just shook her head “You can take a seat on the bed if you like? I don’t really have room for chairs.” I tried to smile at her as she perched on the end of my bed with her bag on her lap.

The One Where [M]y [F]riend Fell Asleep [CNC] [Sleep play]

For about 4 years, one of my life ambitions was to fuck Mary. We met in undergrad, and had a quickly interrupted hookup at a party. (We were making out in some kid’s closet when her friend started freaking out and asked to leave. C’est la vie.)

Over the next two years of school, we would smile and wave at each other. We texted occasionally and flirted once or twice at parties. But it seemed like the moment was gone.

Which was a damn shame. Mary was about 5’6”, blonde, and on the curvier side. She had a bit of a belly on her, but she definitely needed it to support the weight of two of the biggest tits I have ever seen. They were just on the edge of being out of proportion for her, but she carried off the look with a combo of dangerously high crop tops and industrial strength bras.

The best thing about Mary, though, was the look in her eyes. You know how some people just light fires in you straight from your eyes to your cock? She had this half-lidded, dreamy look combined with an off-centered smile. It made me weak.

[FM] [D/s] [Hypnosis] A Night to Dream About- her perspective

Luckily for /u/So-Cal-Sinner, but even luckier for /u/YieldingMyCouch, I am highly suggestible. Therefore, as suggested, here’s my perspective on the night described in [this post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9637qm/mf_a_night_to_dream_about_and_god_was_it_worth_it/).
 

There’s a lot to know about my kinks, but what you’re really going to need to know for this is that I love to please, and I love being objectified. If you like subs with defiance, that’s not me, but if you like good little toys that get wet just from being obedient, I’m your girl. This all runs so deep into my psyche that it’s there even when everything else is stripped away. And that’s a place I enjoy letting my dom take me to as often as he’ll indulge me. For the purposes of this post, and (if they’re requested) any future stories, I’m going to call him Danny. I wrote most of this text before he wrote and posted his version, so if there’s something that I didn’t know or remember at the time that’s in his post, that’s why. All I’ve really done is pretty up the writing.