Tag: Straight

The Milking [Milking][Femdom][Bondage][Forced Orgasm][Anal Play][Nipple Play][Edging]

Your balls ache. It has been so so long since you have seen her and you shift uncomfortably in your seat. The sounds in the boardroom echos past your ears, nothing sinks in and you just can’t concentrate. Your cock twitches and your mind races as you imagine her beautiful face. That black, thick eyeliner, the long lashes, the dark lips smirking at you. You shift again in your chair and feel the eyes of the other board members on you as sweat starts to bead on your forehead.

Your mind wanders and before you know it the other board members are filing out of the room while you sit, pained and desperate in your leather arm chair. You tap your papers on the desk and place them gingerly in your briefcase, trying to stall until your inappropriately timed erection calms down. When all the other men are gone you eagerly pull your phone out of the pocket of your blazer. You know her number off by heart now, obsessed with her and what she does to you. You tap rapidly at your screen, hoping and praying that she will respond quickly. Read more »

The Milking [Milking][Femdom][Bondage][Forced Orgasm][Anal Play][Nipple Play][Edging]

Your balls ache. It has been so so long since you have seen her and you shift uncomfortably in your seat. The sounds in the boardroom echos past your ears, nothing sinks in and you just can’t concentrate. Your cock twitches and your mind races as you imagine her beautiful face. That black, thick eyeliner, the long lashes, the dark lips smirking at you. You shift again in your chair and feel the eyes of the other board members on you as sweat starts to bead on your forehead.

Your mind wanders and before you know it the other board members are filing out of the room while you sit, pained and desperate in your leather arm chair. You tap your papers on the desk and place them gingerly in your briefcase, trying to stall until your inappropriately timed erection calms down. When all the other men are gone you eagerly pull your phone out of the pocket of your blazer. You know her number off by heart now, obsessed with her and what she does to you. You tap rapidly at your screen, hoping and praying that she will respond quickly. Read more »

[FM] The time I let a new hookup use all of my holes

Decided to post a second story here since I just learned about this sub and I have a couple I’ve shared already on another sub, however I had a bad experience there so I’m hoping this community will be a little more open minded and upbeat.

This story is one of my first experiences with my current hookup and also coincidentally this hookup was the first black guy I’ve ever been with – not that it really matters to me, just for context of the story- I’m a 5’4 petite girl with fair skin and c cup tits, he is about 6’0, well built and in great shape with a beautiful, big dick. Maybe one of the thickest, if not the thickest I’ve had. We measured the circumference once and it was like 6.5″ around and roughly 8″ long. Read more »

[MF] The MILF From The Laundry Room Screwed (me) And Then With My Head

Hello. You might remember me as “schrutetune,” but now I am “schrutetune1” and it’s all because of Melody. You can view [part three](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8jnkk5/mf_conversation_with_divorced_milf_inside/), [part two](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8hpvho/mf_conversation_with_divorced_milf_inside/) and [part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8gt4pz/mf_conversation_with_divorced_milf_inside/) of this series by clicking on those links.

So what the fuck happened? Why did I delete my account? Well, Melody fucked with my head. You see, I was beginning to really like my time on this sub. People seemed to enjoy my stories, [my dick](https://i.imgur.com/BPRhUne.jpg), and I even made some friends on here. It was all gravy.

Well, Melody showed up at my door this past weekend. You’ll remember that when we left off the last time, I had told her about me writing stories about our fling, and she was not happy about it. She was not comfortable with the idea, and I was prepared to live my life never seeing her beautiful titties again.

But then she came knocking on my door this weekend. I should warn you right now this story only contains like 5% sex, so if you only care about the sex, you might be disappointed. Leave now! YOU WILL ONLY GROW TO HATE ME JUST LIKE MY FATHER! Read more »

[M]y [F]irst time being fucked with a wine bottle in my tight pussy

This is a story of an experience I had in college that I often go back to when I’m wanting to get off, mainly because it was a first and I love firsts when I comes to sex. So I thought I’d finally share with you all. ***names have been changed to protect the guys identity***

I met Derek during college, he was in my group for a project my senior year. We had known each other since sophomore year but only cordially. When I saw he was in my class at the beginning of the year, we sat by each other and within that first week of school we had fucked twice. Both times were apparent that he was just as much a freak as I was, and I liked that. (Side note: I consider myself a closet freak, you would never know by meeting me that I enjoy (now in my late 20s) getting fucked in the ass, being dominated, spanked until I cum, wearing my ben wa balls in public, or having my nipples pulled so hard that they could one day come off (hopefully not cuse I like my nipples).) Read more »

The Housewife and the Pool Boy, Part 3 [mmF] [double team]

She tossed and turned in bed all night. She couldn’t believe she had summoned the courage to actually do something to make herself happy. She felt proud, she felt excited and she felt more alive than she had in a years. She rolled onto her back, her arm brushing against her husbands. Her husband. She had someone momentarily forgotten about him.

When he came home from work that night, she pretended she was already asleep, even though it was only 8pm. He never paid enough attention to her to know if something was going on but she just couldn’t bring herself to face him. A good night of sleep would help, she told herself.

In the morning, she felt even happier than she did the day before. She thought’d she talk sense into herself, she thought she’d tell herself all the things a cheater does after their first time. Y*ou won’t do this again. You have a family and it would ruin them. This was a one time thing.* Read more »

a Doe – Part I ; (age gap, workplace, anticipation)

My breath was ragged in my throat, manifesting in grunts of almost-pleasure at the ghosts of her memory, burned into my blanketed vision like a branding. I felt a hint of anxiety beneath these images because I was mildly aware of the woman lying aside me — the one I vowed my life and love to, the one I promised to never betray. And somehow in my unawakened state, I couldn’t distinguish the volume of my sinful thoughts. In this dream, I was afraid my wife could hear, understand, sense what I desired and that it wasn’t her…

But that’s what made the dream of my workday so enthralling. Vivienne manifested herself in my psyche and my physical body responded involuntarily. My cock was throbbing under our bed sheets, twitching against the restrains of my boxer briefs. Instinctively, my hand gravitated south to firmly cup around my swollen balls and squeeze them teasingly, my mind glued to the thought of Viv’s breathtaking, angular face. Her deep maroon lips tugged upward to reveal those perfect white teeth, a squint in her doe-like eyes as the memory of her sultry, invigorating laugh rolled through me. My cock was so hard it was painful but I wanted to hold onto this fantasy, because God knows it was the closest I was going to come to experiencing the real thing. Read more »

The Idle Chair [f] [hypnosis [fiction]

The Idle Chair

It’s impossible to guess how long Daddy left me in the Idle Chair. I know I peed myself at least once already, but the humiliation and discomfort I should feel are buried far, far beneath the imperative of the Idle Chair…. Sit Still, Look Pretty. It’s all I want to do, all I can do, really. Despite being unable to leave my chair, it is surprisingly freeing. All my worries and concerns are gone. After all, the entire responsibility of my universe now is Sit Still, Look Pretty.

It all started like so many things do, me being bratty towards Daddy, of course. Some song about feminism had gotten me all riled up and hyper… He very reasonably told me to calm down and do my chores but I was too headstrong and yelled that I was never going to merely “Sit still and look pretty for him”! That, of course was a monstrous mistake, and I knew it, but this is what feminism often does to impressionable young ladies. Read more »

The Idle Chair [hypnosis]

The Idle Chair

It’s impossible to guess how long Daddy left me in the Idle Chair. I know I peed myself at least once already, but the humiliation and discomfort I should feel are buried far, far beneath the imperative of the Idle Chair…. Sit Still, Look Pretty. It’s all I want to do, all I can do, really. Despite being unable to leave my chair, it is surprisingly freeing. All my worries and concerns are gone. After all, the entire responsibility of my universe now is Sit Still, Look Pretty.

It all started like so many things do, me being bratty towards Daddy, of course. Some song about feminism had gotten me all riled up and hyper… He very reasonably told me to calm down and do my chores but I was too headstrong and yelled that I was never going to merely “Sit still and look pretty for him”! That, of course was a monstrous mistake, and I knew it, but this is what feminism often does to impressionable young ladies. Read more »