New Glimpse of a New Short Story I’m Writing: No Title Yet

Alison has an extra little pep in her voice when she speaks into the microphone, “Mr. Murray here to see you, Dr. Clark,” she finishes on a high note. She must find him attractive. She always finishes on a high note when she’s attracted to someone.

“Let him come in,” I say back to her. A moment or two later, the door opens and in walks my first patient of the day. His shoulders are slouched low, he’s overdressed for a typical session, but his dark black hair and two day old scruff gives him a down to earth type of feel. He’s handsome and fit, a jaw bone that must have been carved from granite and a dimple the size of a thumb print in the middle of his chin.

“Hi, I’m Dr. Clark,” I greet him standing up and walking towards him with my arm outstretched. He shakes my hand firmly. Calluses rough as sandpaper grace my well moisturized palms and fingers.

“Dennis. Nice to meet you,” his voice is low and clear. He seems like a perfect gentleman. Nothing not to like and nothing on the surface that I would identify right away as a physical detriment to a sex life. Nothing at all.

Café [MF][oral, nc,]

Every day starts off the same for me. I wake up board and hard. I roll out of bed to make my way to the shower, passing my wife, I reach out for a grope, which usually ends with a dirty look. After my morning rituals and a quick kiss goodbye I head off to work. The next stop is the corporate café. Here I can get my morning coffee and oatmeal before the day begins. I am sure I can save a few bucks by bringing them from home, but I like to joke around with the café manager.

Linda is not what I would normally hit on, or even look at, when it comes to women. She is shorter, has the typical mid-thirties mom belly and a flat ass. I can’t even say that she has an above average face, because she doesn’t. I guess the only thing that does make me enjoy the morning comradery is her personality and possibly her bigger chest.

The Practice 4 (Hannah 4) [FF, FFM, fsub, huml, mdom, oral, reluc]

Hannah stretched luxuriously and wrapped her arms around Emily, cupping her breast and snuggling in close.

They were falling into a routine on Dr. Wilcox’s island. Hannah and Emily woke up in their treehouse with the first light of the false dawn and made love in what had become their usual fashion. Hannah kissed Emily deeply, and slowly slid her fingers in and out of the blonde’s pussy until Emily came. Hannah was always thrilled to feel her friend’s body writhe against her and throb on her fingers. Then Emily slid beneath the sheet and buried her face between Hannah’s legs, dancing around with her tongue until Hannah couldn’t take any more teasing and begged for release. Emily finally relented and dove onto Hannah’s clit with abandon, and Hannah screamed out in pleasure.

Emily’s curly blonde head emerged, her face glistening from Hannah’s pussy, and the two kissed and cuddled. Hannah had never expected to have a relationship like this… had never even known that such a thing existed. What was Emily to her? What would she be when they left the island?

“How long have we been here, anyway?” Hannah asked as she played with Emily’s hair.

[m/f] Playgirl Magazine Photoshoot PART 2

Hey everyone, thanks for the PM’s. You can see the first part here:

https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4chtz4/mf_playgirl_magazine_photoshoot/

I’ll pick up right where I left off;

Dayna and I were in my kitchen and I had just shown her the email. We talked about it for a few minutes, she was smiling…I couldn’t tell if she was just as nervous and shy as I was at that moment in time.

“You should do it!” she said encouragingly, half laughing as she punched me softly in the shoulder. “Then I can blackmail you when you’re famous.”

“Who says you’re gonna get a copy of the magazine?” I shot back with a grin. It was really hard for me to maintain my composure. My knees were shaking. I was so turned on and excited that we were even talking about it, let alone the possibility that my fantasy was about to become a reality.

“Well I have a camera…” Dayna said, her eyes casting toward the ground. She looked back up at me, almost hesitant. “I mean, I could do it…if you want?”

[m/f] Playgirl Magazine photoshoot

So here’s some backstory: (sorry if this reads funny, I’m typing inside the text window here):
I knew Dayna from my freshmen year of college. We got along well because we were both kinda nerdy and liked skateboarding, anime and old sci-fi movies. She was a little more open about her love of Star Wars and everything geeky, whereas I was a little more withdrawn because I was into sports, and with that came the ridiculous stigma, “football players don’t watch Japanese cartoons”. In high school I was an athlete, and while I ran with a kind of ‘in-between’ crowd, youthful naivity kept my nerdiness closeted. I had an irriational fear of being socially ‘outed’ because nobody else was into that in my high school. College was great because I finally felt free to express myself and I met a ton of like-minded people. Dayna caught my eye immediately because she was tan, fit, had short black hair (pulled back into a ponytail…I don’t know what it is about girls with short hair that drive me wild, it just does) with a juicy ass and pair of breasts to match. Despite her physique, she hadn’t been wildly likeable in school. She had run with the ‘nerd’ crowd and as a result, didn’t know how hot she was. Come high school graduation, she had become full-figure gorgeous. Despite my sports career, I was equally shy and the two of us meshed well. We dated for a few months before we broke up and went out separate ways. It was mutual.

My affair with a sexy, exhibitionistic carpenter (MM) [MM] (M/M) [M/M] …mmmmmmmmmmm

I love to recall an encounter I had with a horny carpenter who was working odd jobs on weekends. I had recently moved into a new townhome, and I discovered the skylights over my living room leaked during a rainstorm. I was furious because all of my furniture was new as well, and water dripping on my couch would never do. I called the people who sold the property to me, and I complained bitterly about their shoddy construction. They assured me a reliable repairman was scheduled to fix my leak that following Saturday. In the meantime I had to place containers under the dripping water when it rained.

Saturday was my day off, and I wanted to stay in bed until late in the morning, but I couldn’t because the repairman was already thumping on my roof as soon as the sun came up. He didn’t bother to knock on the door prior to working because he was hired by the builder. I decided to get up early, and I busied myself with some housecleaning because I wanted to stay around until the repair work was done. I remember being impressed when I realized the carpenter was removing the shingles all around the skylight to make sure he found the exact leak. This guy appeared to know what he was doing.

[F] [STR] The book, our story

I see you across the room and my eyes shy to the floor. You are the book I have tried over and over to read, but I never quite find the time to finish. Yet, here we stand. I never know exactly what to say to you. But, I want to read your pages..

Your cover is a soft tan and made of rugged leather. I touch you and trace your spine, as I turn you around to read your text. As I flip you open, I stop for a moment to admire your dedication. I love that people can inspire other people to make brilliant works of art. You have been signed many, many times and will likely be loved for many more years to come. Not all of your pages are filled, but the ones that are, they are inspiring. I turn the page and a sentence takes my breath away. You sweep me into a completely different world..

The time I gave a blowjob in public. Also when I lost my virginity. [M/F]

Yo guys, long time lurker, I decided to post my first story online. I’d love feedback on it. Feel free to message me for anything. :) Sex stuff starts under the cut.

Okay, so rewind about three years, I’m eighteen years old and in the second semester of my first year of college. I wasn’t super popular in high school, got teased a little bit until 11th grade. It’s only since I started college where I’ve really thrived – academically, socially, sexually, etc.

Before we go further, I’ll tell you lovely folks what I look like. I’m 5’3″, 36DD, pale, curvy but definitely not fat. I have blue eyes and long dark brown hair. Some people tell me I look like Zooey Deschanel but I don’t personally see it. So, not to sound big headed or anything, I know that I’m a good looking girl.

So it’s about February or March and I’m super stoned and drunk at this house party downtown. We’re listening to house music in the basement and somebody brings out glow sticks. We’re all drunk, having fun, cracking the glow sticks open, splattering the glow on the walls. No clue if this is safe or not but whatever.

Straight sex stupor. [MM] [M/uglyF/M]

I thought I was straight until I met Doug. The first time I looked him in the eye it seemed he was high on some wild drugs because his eyes looked so crazy blue, and as his gaze pierced through me I felt my cock start to twitch. He kinda had eyes like a pure-bred husky dog. Soon I realized he wasn’t high on anything; Doug was just very confident and relaxed, always in control, and crazy good looking. He was a pure-bred Bohemian from a Czech family that farmed close to a neighboring town. I was at a beer keg party when I first met him, and I was excited to find out he was fast becoming a friend of one of my regular party buddies, Richard.

Cabin in the Woods Ch. 02 [mfff]

Zack awoke to a warm, wet mouth clamped around his cock the next morning. He groaned, feeling the tongue of the mystery girl swirl around his cockhead.

“Chloe?” Zack guessed, his forehead throbbing with a hangover from the sex filled night before.

“Nope, Samantha.” He opened his eyes to see the head of a bespectacled brunette spinning around him.

“Oh.” Zack closed his eyes and recollapsed on the bed, the events of the past twelve hours swirling around in his head. He’d driven to the cabin with his best friend Ashley, his cock-hardening crush Chloe, and Samantha, the nerdy brunette currently bobbing her head on his dick. He’d seen Chloe naked, fingering herself to the thought of him. Heck, he had seen all three of them in the nude, and stuck his cock in them one hole or another at the card game turned orgy the previous night. The last thing he remembered was crawling into bed with Ashley in his arms, her soft auburn hair splayed around his cheeks as she whispered into his ear.