That morning tour was interesting, but it was my time with Helena that was really pleasant. The older women were crowding around Stavros and he was flirting outrageously with them, which they were just lapping up. He tried it on with me during an earlier tour but I didn’t give him any time at all. There were a few other women who were somewhat less than impressed and we just seemed to gravitate to each other. Helena was knowledgeable, kind and good company for us. We shared a lunch, then for the last part of the tour, shortened as some of the ladies were supposed to be catching the same flight as Bill, we basically wandered around an archaeological village inside the Mitilini district. I must admit I was surprised at it, the houses seemed small, the streets narrow, but there was certainly something dynamic in the whole place.
Tag: Straight
[Cheating]seduced by my roommate’s girlfriend and gave in[MF]
gonna be vague on the details cause this is actually a true story. not a lurker here so i don’t know what’s the % on real vs fake stories, but I have some time to kill so I thought i’d type this story up. am not a writer so forgive me in advance. this is not really a funny or awesome story, but some may like it regardless.
x amount of time ago I had a roommate (just in the same place, not literally sharing the same room). We were the same age and both in school. He wasn’t my friend before we started living together, but he was a pretty cool guy and we had some mutual friends. He had a girlfriend that would come over and hang out with us a lot (later I would find out this was because she was the kind of girl that didn’t have good female friends, extrapolate from that what you will). To paint you guys a picture: she was a short petite fit asian, small perky breasts but nice ass, dressed pretty conservatively for a college aged girl.
All the Power, part 7 [Str8] [MFFF] [oral] [anal] [Mdom] [bdsm] [sm]
*Author’s note: I will post links to the other parts of the story in the comments.*
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Tetenia choked loudly on His Likeness, and her head shot off the phallus. She breathed heavily, quickly, deep, heaving, almost panicked breaths. She held her stomach and then rubbed her temples, gazing up at the life-size, golden statue of Him.
Ellesa, her Blessed Servant, handed her a glass of water. Tetenia took small sips, not wanting overwhelm herself. When Tetenia finally was able to speak she said “How long was that today? Fourteen hours? Fifteen? I don’t think any I can do any more right now.”
“Fourteen and a half hours, about,” Ellesa replied. Tetenia took another sip of water, and Ellesa helped her up. Together, they walked out of the shrine and into the living room of Tetenia’s living quarters. Tetenia sat down on the couch. Her back, knees and neck were achingly sore.
“Do you want something to eat?,” Ellesa asked her.
Tetenia thought for a moment. “Maybe,” she said. “You might as well bring over a plate.” Ellesa walked off to the kitchen.
Excerp: Step Into the Pits
Here you can read an excerp of [my erotic story “Step Into the Pits”](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/718273): Alison is asked by her step brother to check out what his girlfriend Regina is really up to when she is supposedly at choir practice. She follows her to a mysterious sex club where she gets trapped and discovers her own kinks under the guidance of Regina. Will her fertile body stay out of the clutches of the mysterious Bull?
*Alison felt many hands stroking her body through her clothes, moving up and down her legs, cupping her pert breasts and even stroking her back. Her blazer was unbuttoned and quickly slid off her shoulders while another pair of hands was placed at her waist moving to towards belly, slowly stroking her body through her blouse. And more hands soon joined, moving over her hips, her thighs, stroking her hair.*
*Normally her first instinct, when feeling strange hands, would have been to pull away, but these hands were considerate almost soothing. A voice with a slight middle eastern sounding accent whispered from behind her: “Just relax little robin, let us take care of you”*
Losing [M] Virginity to my sisters Ballet [F]riend
This story happened right after my High school graduation and 14 days after I had turned 18 (about 5 years ago). To understand the full story though we need to go back even further. My sister, 2 years older than me, had a very tight knit group of friends that she began hanging out with when she joined her new ballet studio when I was in 2nd grade. Because my parents really liked all of their parents, it meant that our families spent a lot of time together so I basically grew up with 5 sisters, rather than just one. This story will focus on one particular friend, Kerri. Through out the years Kerri matured quite well into a beautiful Blonde who had a soft roundish face, blue eyes and long slender legs (similar to most ballet dancers). At the time of this story she was probably 5’6” 120lbs and very large breasts for her small frame.
Since my family has a pool I would see my sisters friends in their Bikinis often and it wouldn’t be awkward for them to walk around our house with hardly any clothes on.
All the Power, part 6.1 [str8] [MFFFFFFFFFFFF] [Mdom] [oral] [anal] [light sm] [revised]
*AUTHOR’S NOTE: A few months ago I posted and abbreviated version of Part 7, which ended on a “to be continued.” I wanted to make some revisions to it, so rather than picking up where I left off, I’m replacing it with the revised and completed version. The second part of this is linked in the comments. Comments, questions and feedback welcome (though I know this story isn’t for everyone).*
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The day of the Changing of the Term turns into the evening…
That evening, Tetenia was one of fourteen concubines chosen to serve His Supremacy at the monthly banquet held after the Changing of the Term. The banquet’s guests were the sixty incoming term servants, the sixty outgoing term servants, eighty assorted dignitaries and the ten Queen Priestesses. The fourteen concubines, of course, served His Supremacy and His Supremacy alone. The other guests were served by twelve palace common servants. It was an honor to be chosen to serve Him at the banquet.
[MF] The Tallest Woman I’ve Ever Hooked Up With, Part 2
I mentioned in my [last story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/64kk2n/mf_the_tallest_woman_ive_ever_hooked_up_with/) that Big Barda made a return trip to my life about a year ago, and that I’d follow up with a story about that magical time.
I wish I could say that when she came back into my life I was the same totally ripped stud she’d originally taken home, but the fact is I was never a ripped stud and over the past decade since graduate school I have more of a dad bod than anything else. I mean, sure, I still go to the gym. I still run. But I also have a full time job and a lot of responsibilities and a weakness for red meat and potatoes, so here I am. Why don’t you sue me, take me on Judge Judy, see what she has to say about it?
Probably nothing nice.
The gym is actually integral to this story. See, I don’t know if any of my past tales have clued all of you into this amazing fact about me, but I’m kind of an idiot. Case in point, I managed to break my arm lifting weights, something I’ve been doing most of my life and should be able to accomplish in my sleep. “How is this possible?” I hear you ask, conjuring up images of a machine falling on top of me as I bravely attempt to lift it off, muscles bulging under my shirt.
Into the rabbit hole…[MF]
My time with Kristie (18) took place over the summer between Senior year and College. I met her through a friend and didn’t really think too much of her, she was short, big breasts, no ass to speak of but for some reason, and yet I was attracted to her. My first time meeting her was when I was at work, I was in the back of the house marinating chicken for the next day (chipotle workers represent), and saw her come in. At the time I was close to the best shape I’d ever been in, about 5’9, muscular build with a little bit of chub, around 210 pounds. Anyways, she comes in and I see her in line and remember her awkward introduction and figured hey, why not try to be friends with her? What do I have to lose from getting another friend? So I was there, marinating chicken and listening to music over a speaker, dancing my ass off because I like dancing, so what. Any type of action to make work go faster is an action I’ll partake in. After I notice her and wave hello I go back to my dancing, not realizing that she was checking me out.
I am what I am. [FM], [FFM] [mast, oral, exh]
Call me what you like, I am a prostitute, a whore, a hooker, a slut, a woman of easy virtue. I really don’t care. I get paid to fuck. I fuck anyone with the money to pay me. I am still surprised with the number of men who ask me why I do it. I tell them some hard luck story, a poor childhood, runaway, hooking to eat, and that seems to satisfy them. Some nitwits want to “take me away from this tawdry life” but I refuse. I am not ready to stop.
So why do I do this? I like to fuck. In fact, I love fucking. I love a man’s cock inside me, any hole. I love it when I get to fuck two guys at once. One up the front, one in the ass, or in the mouth or any combination thereof, is fine with me. As long as I am fucking, I love it. It was something I loved doing, a hobby, and I turned my hobby into my income.
Coworker joins us. Our first [FMF]
This happened two nights ago, after talking about it for a while, my Partner (H) 23, tall blonde, cracking ass and nice perky b cup tits messaged a coworker from where we both work. Saying it was my ultimate fantasy to have two girls go down on me at once. A quick message back said she was game and she’d come round after she finished work.
She arrived, (R) is about 5,6, very busty, and a pretty face, after some semi awkward chatting and a drink, I moved to sit on the sofa next to H. A little more small talk before I invited R to come join us from the chair. She perched down before I lent over to kiss H, her hands on my thigh. I pull away and look to R, we share a kiss. Any awkwardness now evaporated.
I break away again and say it’s time for them to kiss, H now stroking my hard cock over my joggers, R’s hand on my thigh. They share a quick kiss while I suggest H takes her top off. Which leads to me removing mine after her protest.