A letter [F]rom [M]y girlfriend while I’m away

I spend a lot of time in my room since you’ve been gone. I mean, not in a depressing way. (Maybe a little bit in a depressing way). I go to school, I spend time in the lab, I walk dogs, I take myself out for coffee. But when I’m home, I’m in my room. It’s the place I feel your absence the least. This is our bed. I sleep by the wall every night even though you’re not here to occupy the other side. I wear your too-big pajama pants and too-big t-shirts to sleep. I see the print I got you every morning when I flip the calendar. When I’m feeling lonely, I uncap your cologne and take a whiff. I write to you.

I wish you were for me to sprawl all over in the living room while watching a movie. To indulge me by sitting on the toilet and watching a youtube video while I wash my face. To wait patiently in the shower with me while I hog the scalding water and take too long washing my hair. Cooking is a chore without you. I stand at the stove and all I can think about is you sliding your arms around my waist.

First time exploring my bi side. [MM]

Hey everyone. I don’t write often but I’ve been wanting to share this story for a while now. This happened a while back probably three years.

At the time I was 26 and recently became single. I’m not sure when I realized I wanted to experiment with a guy but at one point I found myself constantly enjoying straight porn with gorgeous cocks and browsing online ads posted by mostly discreet college guys and married men. A few weeks after my break up I decided to finally respond to some of the ads. After chatting with over a dozen I gave up because I didn’t find them attractive, that or they couldn’t host or something and on top of that I’m picky.

A few months went by, I hooked up with a couple chicks to satisfy my needs as a man then I ended up getting the urge to see what being with a guy is like so I tried again. I found an ad I liked so I responded. It was a Saturday night and I live in a college town obsessed with the football team, he wanted to watch the game then have a couple drinks in his hot tub. We exchanged pictures and I liked what I saw. He was divorced, early forties, in shape with a nice 7″ cock. He asked if I could come now and I said yes. He lived 15 minutes away so I freshened up and headed that way.

Rough sex with practically a stranger [FM] (long)

The beginning of this year I was dating a guy for a couple months and kept getting this …feeling. Something was off and I couldn’t put my finger on it. On a girls night out we met a group of guys at the bar and this one tall and handsome just stood out. We flirted and laughed all night so I broke my rule of never giving my number to a “bar guy” as we called them. Due to unrelated issues things ended with the overly possessive aggressive guy and I hung out with the bar guy the same night. Let’s call him Paul. Paul and I had talked for a couple days, innocent topics and had plans to just hang out. He came over to my place and after talking and having a couple drinks together things got steamy.

Paul made the first move with a tentative kiss that I returned. Things got more passionate and hungry very quickly as the kiss deepened and our tongues started to explore each other’s mouths. With a handful of my hair he started kissing my neck and an involuntary moan escaped my lips. That was all the invitation he needed to escalate things. As he was kissing licking and biting my neck he started to unbutton my pants.

Teddy and Kitten: A Daytime Date [MF] (M36 + F23) [long] [cheating]

For those of you who don’t remember, Teddy and I met on an app, I learned of his marriage, and we began a torrid affair shortly afterwards. There’s a post [here] (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6oz8g7/teddy_and_kitten_the_first_date_mf_m36_f23_long/) about our first date.

It’s been a little over four months since Teddy and I started talking. A whole summer of growing emotionally close while having to keep the physical side at bay, because of obvious reasons. I had already accidentally, albeit drunkenly, told him I was falling in love with him. A few days later, while separately but equally as shitcanned, he admitted the same. We called it “scary good and scary bad.”

In September, I moved back into the city for school, and suddenly a whole new world opened up. We no longer had to sneak around suburban bars and breathlessly handle each other in the backseat of a car. We could go on dates. Actual, legitimate dates. We often got breakfast, before he had to run to work and I had to bounce between classes. It was wonderful, just existing together in the city like a normal couple. What struck both of us was how natural and comfortable it felt. It had gone beyond just “an affair.”

Artist and New Model – Good night, Good Morning- part 5 (mFFf) [voy] [exh] [mast] [oral] [lesbian] [threesome][anal] [incest]

Nicholas brushed his teeth in the dark. Out the bathroom window he could see the moon half-full and the stars. The window beamed faint blue in the room. Brushing his teeth relaxed him but did nothing to stop his erection. Looking through a keyhole in such a way at two women pleasuring themselves and each other excited him tremendously. The sight of the two fresh in his mind continued to keep the attention of his thoughts.

He spat out the toothpaste when he finished and washed out his mouth with a swish of water. After spitting, he heard a door shut quietly, then approaching footsteps. He turned to see the bathroom door ajar, and he froze, not knowing what to do.

A hand grabbed the door and opened it more as a woman quickly and quietly strode in the room, almost shutting the door behind her, giving it her attention so not to make a sound. She turned and nearly bumped directly into him. She recoiled with a jump from seeing his silhouette against the window.

“Nicholas! You scared the shit out of me! What are you doing?” The woman whispered her yell. She placed her fingertips over her nipples to cover herself as she spoke. It looked like Violet, but the darkness made him uncertain.

A Sensual Massage [FM]

Context: This happened on a weekend getaway with my ex

I lie face down, naked, on the bed, eyes closed, waiting, wanting. He brushes my hair to the side and rubs massage oil over my shoulders and back, his familiar palms relaxing me instantly. He presses a soft kiss on my neck and continues, his strong hands slowing easing the tension from my body. His masculine scent and body heat comfort me as I nuzzle into the bed. His breathing deepens as he works his way down, stroking my sides and lower back. My legs part in invitation but he continues working my upper body, paying attention to my stiff traps before moving down to my tight lower back. Up and down he kneads, slowing working his way lower with each stroke.

“Is this okay” he whispers. “Yeah” I manage to say. He shifts and starts kneading my ass as my breath hitches, his rubbing going straight to my pussy. God, his hands felt incredible and I begin to ache, longing to be filled. He uses firm steady pressure, releasing the knots as I become putty in his hands. He grazes my pussy lips with his fingers as my clit begins to throb. He strokes lightly, tracing my opening and rubbing gently. I begin to grind against the bed, my lips sliding against each other. My wetness is running down my leg and I know he can see it.

Cupid and Psyche Act One [FF], [FemDom], [BDSM], [Hypnosis]

#Chapter One: Raven and Hope

Hope sighed and leaned back in her chair, casually pulling out her phone to catch up on the latest gossip news while she waited for her next client. Her office was mostly professional looking, save for a shelf with a few basic toys on it. A very strict cleaning schedule kept the room looking almost spotless. The clean environment combined with the toys prominently displayed created the perfect environment for the office’s purpose.

Hope’s attire was very indicative of what that purpose was. She was dressed for business; a tight black corset with a lacy trim that accentuated her large breasts, combined with a garter belt, long black stockings, black gloves and a pair of equally night colored high-heels. All this put together with the black leather chair behind her made Hope’s wavy red hair stood out like a burning fire.

With a small buzz, an orange light blinked on Hope’s desk, and a screen monitor lit up, displaying a security camera feed of the front building’s front door. A small, meek looking woman stood in front of the door, hunched over and constantly looking over her shoulder as if someone would spot her there at any second.

A trip to the ocean [MF] [public] [beach] [exhibition]

Last weekend we decided to go adventuring, just find something to do. We headed to the ocean with the idea of getting some sushi for lunch and finding a nice spot on the beach. When we arrived at the coast we were not hungry yet and there was heavy fog. We brought our pup with us and he was getting antsy. We notice signs for a park that was an old fort with walking trails.

Once out of the car we headed down the trail. I found a bench along the trail and sat to make sure my shoes were tied. I sat a while because the bench was comfortable and soon my wife sat next to me. She teasingly caressed my leg and let out a slight giggle. I put my hand on her upper thigh with my fingers on her inner thigh, I felt her move slightly and invitingly. I slid my hand up her skirt to find her moistening panties. I rubbed her pussy gently through her panties and then started to slide her panties aside. Suddenly she said, “someone is coming” and we immediately stopped. A young woman walk slowly out of the fog and passed us slipping back into the fog. We decided that this spot while secluded by the fog was way too risky because we were open to the trail on three sides.

Kerri and Mindy Pt3 [FF, FF, fist, FM, oral]

Part 3.

“Oh my,” I heard, “That was really sexy.”

Jules lifted her head and asked, “You were watching?”

“Oh yeah, and it was beautiful.” Charvi, I thought.

Jules moved and I looked over towards the voice and Charvi was standing there, holding hands with Kerri, both of them naked. Fuck, they were just so sexy, both of them. I brutally supressed my feelings here.

“Finished already?” Jules asked.

“No, but you were making so much noise that we had to look to see if everything was alright.”

I could see Charvi looking at me, wide eyed, and I don’t think that I really minded her seeing me, naked, on my back, legs spread, a woman’s cum on my face.

But then I thought, This is fucking awkward.

I got up and without a word, went into the bedroom that Kerri and Charvi had just left. Reaching around under the mattress in the drawers in the bed base, I pulled out the strapon that I had bought a couple of weeks ago. Kerri and I had used it a couple of times and she didn’t mind me fucking her with it. I put it on and just walked out to where the girls were.

Artist and New Model -Dinner and Drawing- part 4 (mFff) [voy] [exh] [tease] [oral, lesbian] [fantasy] [horror]

Nicholas stumbled up the back patio and saw Violet still reading, her slender legs hanging over the arm of her chair. He saw her small cute feet, one resting over the other, wiggling her toes slightly. He removed his shoes and placed them on the step.

“Hey Violet, how’s the book?” He asked her, startling her as he spoke. She sat up pulling her body to her knees and looked at him with her book in hand.

“Boring. In need of some excitement. It just drags on, none of the juicy parts! All characters and no fun,” she replied. He looked at her strangely, and she placed the book on her legs for him to see the cover and title: *A Delightful Ride* by Wanda Globbins. The cover showed a bosomy woman collapsing in the arms of some shirtless muscled hunk. After seeing the cover he peered down to her feet and smooth legs.

“Hah! Looks like fun,” he said dryly. She pulled the book back to her eyes and continued reading as he looked down her thighs almost able to see up her skirt. He shot a glance at her face to see her flick her eyebrows at him. Turning to the house he opened the door and entered the lounge.