Amanda [MF] [LONG]

DISCLAIMER! THIS IS MY FIRST POST. I DO NOT THINK I’M A GREAT AUTHOR SO PLEASE BEAR WITH ME.

At the time of this encounter I was younger just got my license. So that meant I got my first taste of being an adult. I drove this old 1979 Ford pick up truck. (which I love!) With that truck though I had to pay for gas, maintenence, any repairs, and rebuilding the thing because it needed some love. So what do I do get a job. In the town I live in there this really big water park that all the young kids in my area go to for employment. (for privacy I will not name this water park)….let me tell you it’s pretty big.

Unwrapping a cosplay Easter egg [FM]

After writing about a very unexpected turn the last time I saw my ex-boyfriend’s younger brother (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5jgns9/delivering_an_extra_present_fm/), our friendship has been in a pretty weird place as you might imagine. In the immediate aftermath of that story he was still full of bluster and teasing, but that was followed by a period of silence for the rest of the Christmas break without so much as a response to my messages on Christmas and New Year’s Day. Eventually, he did get back in contact, and over the past few months there have been two sides to our conversations – normal silly banter and chit-chat, and more teasing messages from him when he was obviously horny. For the most part I tried to ignore the “horny teenager” messages, but occasionally he caught me in a mood where I was just as horny myself and I couldn’t help teasing him back, which then led us both into a vicious cycle where we were teasing one another more often, and getting more worked up as a result.

A night with my Mistress and her friends – part 3 [MFFFFF] [Fdom] [Msub] [bd] [bdsm] [oral]

What follows in this post is the third and final part of my story telling the tale of how I spent an evening with my mistress and her friends. In the first two parts I described how I greeted the guests in bondage and then pleasured them under the dinner table for a special dessert. I will now tell how we spent the rest of the evening playing a few after dinner games mostly for their entertainment. In addition to myself and my Mistress, Charlotte, her four friends are currently enjoying each other’s company and they are Annabel, Sarah, Rosie, and Ophelia.

Following dinner, the smell of the dining room was now awash with the pungent aroma of vagina and so the guests retreated back to the living room. My leash had been affixed to the underside of the table where the four legs joined and I used the opportunity to relax my face and tongue. Not all of the remaining guests had been brought to orgasm as they weren’t all as keen as my first helping from Annabel. Regardless my face was covered in the juices of the four guests as my Mistress had not taken part in this course of the meal.

Taking his virginity [mM]

I was down at the club doing my usual thing on the dance floor between drinks. There’s usually all sorts to be seen, though on that night in particular I had noticed a little clique of friends who seemed like they were there for a special occasion, and after a little bit of prodding around, I found out that they were there to celebrate a birthday. They figured that they’d hook up the birthday boy, having hit eighteen at last. I could already kind of see the flaw in that plan; his friends were clearly in their comfort zone in club. Him? Not so much. He put on a brave face until they weren’t around him anymore, and you could see he’d rather be anywhere but. If I’ve seen anything, it’s not the kind of attitude that will get a guy girls in such a proactive place.

He was a bit of cutie, tall and dark haired, and a little bit on the lanky side. If he had glasses, he’d have a nerdy appeal. Whilst his friends were more or less picking up dance partners left, right, and centre, whilst they had left him in his little corner, which was a bit of dick move if you asked me. Feeling a bit sympathetic, I thought I’d go and get him out of his shell a little. He was pretty amazed that someone came up to him and asked him to dance with me with a wink.

The Heir of the Night Part Two [FM] [NC] [BD] [Mdom] [slave] [fantasy]

All critique welcome and thank you for reading.

The next few days went by slowly. Each day we rose at sunrise, rode until midday to eat and continued on horse until sundown. My continued escape attempt always failed and quickly grew into a sport for the bored soldiers and commander.

“Rise and shine, little lady.” Samuels’s voice whispered in my ear as he untucked us from his bedroll. The first night they tied me to a tree, but managed to cut the rope using a sharp rock. As I tried quietly to sneak out of camp, I stepped on a branch, making a slightly audible cracking sound. Within seconds the guard on duty had tackled me, using his body to pin me to the ground as the other guard fetched the commander. Since then, I had been sleeping in his bedroll with his arm firmly around my waist.

We were supposed to be professionals. [FM]

It was supposed to be a purely professional working group, and a purely professional work trip between colleagues. But I hadn’t expected Glen.

Glen and I were two people in a team of ten collaborating on a short project. The process was going to take only a few months. Although it’s not in my area of expertise – I’m not usually supervised by anyone else in the group – I was asked to contribute. With a commitment of a few hours a week, and the opportunity to broaden my professional portfolio, I enthusiastically agreed. It would be a great experience so early in my career, and I swear on my grandfather’s grave that I had the most professional of intentions.

Following My First Blow Job [MF]

As recounted [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/65no18/my_first_blow_job_mf/?st=J1L7RHKK&sh=c077807f), Julie had given me a wonderful first experience with oral sex. Now she wanted to take it all the way. That I HAD experienced before, and I wanted to give her as much or more pleasure than she had given me.

The night after the phenomenal BJ, Julie’s roommate was off to another social outing. It was rush season, so there was something seemingly every night. The sheer awesomeness of the prior night’s experience had me jonesing to get back into bed with Julie, and thankfully, she felt the same. We hung out off and on all day, making a date to get together later in the evening.

I knocked on her door around 10. She greeted me with a smile and sparkling eyes, clad in a white t-shirt and short, gray shorts that hugged the contours of her body. The drawstrings were already loose, and the thought immediately crossed my mind, “At least I don’t have to worry about untying any knots tonight!”

She pulled me in by the hand and closed the door behind us, locking it for good measure.

The Machine, Part 2: Twins [FFM][Twincest][Humiliation][Lactation][Fdom][Massive Cock]

[FFM][Twincest][Humiliation][Lactation][Fdom][Massive Cock]

Previously Established Characters:

Brad, the cum machine. 23. He is tall, muscular, handsome. He has a huge cock and produces massive cum loads. His personality is unexceptional.

Clarissa, the cum lover. She is short, petite, fit. Cream colored skin. Black hair, buzzcut. Face piercings and dark make up. Her personality is dominant and controlling. She has a cum fetish and she is attracted to men.

THE MACHINE, PART II: TWINS

Brad had been seeing Clarissa for a few months now. Their relationship wasn’t exclusive, and it was almost entirely sexual, despite the fact that they had never actually had sex. However, in recent weeks it was starting to develop into something more friendly. Initially, Clarissa had somewhat discouraged Brad to even talk to her, preferring to use him for his body. She refused to meet him anywhere outside her bedroom. Recently, however, she had been having full conversations with him, and had been inviting him to go on errands with her. She was always condescending, and often Brad got the distinct feeling that she was trying to train him in some way.

Dumb, big-titted college girl Hannah gets what’s coming [MMF] (big boob objectification)

At the local town college, a few of the male students were talking outside of class. It was the first week of the semester and all the students were settling in. “Have you guys seen that girl Hannah? The one with those massive tits who was wearing that low cut top? Her tits are awesome!” The other two guys had a look of confusion.

“You know, the one who asked that dumb question at the start of class about what we had to do to enrol? She stood up twice to reask her question, and the professor started to get annoyed.” Mark, the first student continued. “Oh yeah, I remember her. That was great, it gave me a couple more chances to check out her rack. They are nice comfort cushions.” the second student Patrick said. “I don’t remember her,” Mitchell, the third student said. “That’s because you don’t know shit from a shovel, Mitch. You don’t come to college to study, you come here to get off with a bunch of dumb, college floozies. Geez…”

The bell for class rang and they headed back.

The Perks of Wheel-Clamping [MF]

I wrote this a few years ago when I worked for my then brother-in-law Jeff, who ran a wheel-clamping business. It was part of something larger I wrote but thought this bit would do nicely for on here.

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Jeff has a contract with Andy McGraw who owns a tan centre chain, so anyone who parks up outside and doesn’t go inside for a tanning session is game for us. As Andy’s small empire expanded so did Jeff’s bank account. His firm now patrols all twenty of Andy’s premises, from Macclesfield down to Stoke. I’m on commission and do very well out of all the idiots who ignore the signs. They think they’ll be quick, in and out, no one will notice, but I can have a clamp fixed in the blink of an eye. Early evening is a great time to snare the unwary. If it’s after six p.m. they think they’ll be ok, think that we clock off at five. As if!