“Hey Aaron, we’re heading out for a beer, you want to come?” Aaron looked up from his computer screen, squinting into the darkness at his coworkers. “Nah, I’m good. I really need to finish these reports by tomorrow.” “Suit yourself.” Aaron watched in disappointment as they filed out of the office. It was late, well past midnight on a Friday, and he was stuck at the office yet again. He rubbed his bleary eyes and settled back into his chair, looking numbly at the spreadsheets in front of him. He didn’t notice the dark shape creeping out of the shadows towards him. Aaron leaned back in his chair, barely stifling a yawn, when a hand clamped down hard over his nose and mouth. His first instinct was to scream, but the hand pressing against his face held a thick rag, muffling his voice. A sickly sweet smell invaded his nostrils, and Aaron clawed at his attacker’s arms, trying to pry them off. Their grip was surprisingly strong, and Aaron felt the strength slowly draining from his own muscles. He tried to say “Just take my wallet,” but it came out in a sloppy slur of words as he dropped out of consciousness. His attacker released her hold and Aaron slumped forward onto his desk. “Fifteen years later and you still don’t put up a decent fight,” she marvelled. In the cool light of the computer monitor, her golden blonde hair was a perfect platinum. She pulled a thick coil of rope from her jacket pocket. “Tonight you and I are going to have a little fun.”
Tag: Straight
Ashley’s Casting, Chapter 1 [f/M] [Interview]
I decided after awhile to get back into writing – and my last story wasn't super well received, so I'm gonna try something a little more "porn-y" and see if it does any better. And feel free to message me with questions or comments! ~Audrey
I was behind on rent. WAY behind. And I knew it was getting to the point where I needed to find another job.
But where? At only 18, it wasn't like I was super experienced in anything, and I could only work at the school if I lived in a dorm room. And stupid me wanted to prove what a grown-up I was and go live in my own place right out of high school.
The only jobs I could seem to find were modeling-oriented. My roommate suggested that I try nude modeling for an art class at the community college, but I exasperatedly explained to her that I was deathly afraid of being naked in front of strangers. Besides, I didn't think I was that attractive – just sort of an average girl: 5 foot 2, 115 pounds, plain brown hair and brown eyes. Nothing about my body screamed "model," but after two months and no new work, I knew I had to do something.
[M]y con[F]erence experience with a colleague.
About a year back, I attended a well-known conference (8,000-9,000 attendees) with several of my colleagues. The conference was held in a prominent hotel where most go for vacation.
My colleagues and I get along quite well; however, we mainly socialize at work and work functions with little non-work related interactions making the following interactions much more surprising.
There aren't a lot of female in my career field and especially attractive females are much more rare. One of my colleagues (referred to as Hette) is just that: very smart, extremely personable, and incredibly attractive (approximately 66 inches tall, blonde-brown mix hair, deep blue eyes, and great figure). Hette is slightly younger than I and had little work and travel experience when assigned to my area. She was initially assigned to several of my projects so I could begin to introduce and integrate her into our custom processes. Subsequently, we've traveled together quite a bit, but have limited interaction to work matters until this trip.
[DAY 0]
A trip to the sex store and some dildo love in a car – [F19, M23]
I just remembered about how I got my first dildo.
It must have been in summer of the year 2000. I was young and wild and in a FWB kind of relationship with my hot neighbor Steven.
After some late night fucking and then weeks of barely any contact he called me – landline at my familys' phone – to ask me if I wanted to go shopping with him.
He explained that he needed some new clothes "and stuff" and would like to have some female company and comments on his choices. Steven wanted to drive to a huge mall, about an hour away. I loved the idea and naively thought he really just wants to go shopping.
While we were driving the dirty talk started. He kept talking about our previous adventures: "remember when you were so loud as you came? fuck, that was so hot!" … "I just love it how wet your tight little pussy gets" … "just thinking of our almost-outdoors fuck makes me rock hard"
Getting humiliated and made jealous by two goddesses [fffm][huml]
My name will be… John. I been talking to two ladies lately I met in a coffee shop. Both very sexy they approached me and got my number. I go out to the movies with both of them, they both ask me who I like more. I feel effin awesome, like finally I get to interact with attractive women after being lonely for years.
One of the ladies is named Rosana, she is brunette, long straight hair, olive skin with green eyes, the other is named Stephanie brown reddish hair in a ponytail tightly pulled back with nice eye brows and big innocent eyes.
I finally find the nerve to invite them both over. They tell me to be ready incase things get dirty and asked me if I ever had a threesome before. I cant wait, I cant believe this is happening! They come down the stairs to my basement. I am sitting in a chair, the basement is kinda cold. I been waiting for them for an hour. Finally they are here. They are both wearing leggings, Rosana has grey leggings, steph has black yoga pants. Both have super nice asses, especially Rosana. They are wearing thin white T shirts casually. They smile and walk over to me. They ask how im doing, I say good now that your both here. Steph says “Awh your so cute”
Another PM to Stacey…
Hi again gonewildstories people! :)
So…I'm posting this actually hoping it will sort of go under the radar. It's (I don't think) a typical story that you guys share here, and it's actually fairly embarrassing as I come off as a bit of a retard. But, it continues from the first story I shared with you all, and I'll be adding my final synopsis of my summer 'bucket list' progress to the weekly post on r/sex next sunday…so I wanted to post this here to be able to link to.
Anyway, for better or worse…here it is! (As the previous post I did here, it was written initially without the intention to share it…so please read it as the PM to my friend that it was intended to be).
Alright. So. Again. I thought I was about to be murdered. I truly 100% did, with every cell in my body. I promise you, as hysterically funny as it is now…at the time it was fucking horrifying!
Backing up…
My first BBW threesome…kinda? THE FINAL CHAPTER!
Hey y'all! Me again. It's time for the long awaited and much anticipated part three of my BBW threesome story. If you missed out on part one and part two there they are. So let's jump on in to that final chapter!
I woke up when both of them came in the room but I feigned sleep so I could hear what they were saying(they weren't whispering either). "How was it?", Florence asked. "OH MY GOD!" , Arlene began to explain "Oooh girl you're in for a treat. He got that good-good!" "Ugh I wish you didn't knock him out though!" Said Florence. "Did he cum?" "Naw, I think he just tired. Too much sexy for him to handle!" Then, they laughed and I took that moment to "wake up". I turned towards them( I'm sure with a dopey smile on my face) and asked what they were talking about. Of course they both replied with nothing and Arlene made her way to the door. In retrospect I should've asked her to stay so we could fuck again and she could make me cum, but I didn't I just watched her walk out of the door and that was the last time I had sex with her…but enough of that.
The White Guy [Prostitution, Incest]
The White Guy
The last white man I fucked was my husband. It was some time in 2012 and things were already strained with us. It was after that night that I told my lover and owner, Clarence, that I didn’t want to sleep with white men any longer. It felt weird. Not bad, not good. Just weird.
Scroll forward three years. I live with Clarence. I’ve slept with a lot of black men in between. Occasionally, a couple of times a year, he whores me out. Usually through his friend Rolly, who’s an actual pimp. This time though, things went a little differently. Clarence gave me the address himself and said, “One more thing. This guy is white.”
It started a fight between us. We don’t fight often and I’m not going to go into the details here. The point is, Clarence won. In the end, we both agreed that his rules, his desires were more important that my preferences.
Dirty Carolyn returns
So after our first time hooking up, Carolyn and I began a semi-regular fwb arrangement. It was very casual, and usually consisted of one, or both of us being out in the city on a Friday or Saturday night and giving the other a booty text at 1am or so. Sometimes the other responded, sometimes not. I think perhaps that's why she liked coming round. Not only could I make her come hard, I also wasn't needy like her other guys.
Usually I'd be out with the lads, and feel my phone vibrate in my pocket and just know that it was her. Sometimes she'd text earlier – 7pm or so, and we'd flirt all night via text, building the tension and teasing each other. Sometimes I'd text her straight after work on Friday. If she replied within 30 mins or so, it was a given that I'd be fucking her brains out let that night. Regardless of whoever texted first, the texts more often than not ended in extremely naughty nights.
Coming Home: A soldier’s first attemp [MF, STR8, oral, Fdom] looking for F feedback. What do you think?
So this is a dream I had last night in a foreign country. I'm deployed with the Army and have been away from my wife of 20 years for 8 months. She has a libido problem and intimacy issues. Every time I try to broach the subject of our sex life she clams up. We have sex maybe 3 times a month. She enjoys it, but she has only initiated sex twice in our relationship. She holds a masters degree in English so I thought maybe a short story couched as a dream might wake her up a little bit. By the way have I told you she's never gone down on me, has to have the lights off, and is all natural when it comes to hygiene. This is my "STORY". You are wearing a white strapless dress that comes to just above your knees. It has a royal blue wide belt. Your legs are covered in nylons that has a seam down the back and you are wearing cute little blue ballet slippers. Your hair is up off of your neck in a little twist, but there are little wisps outlining your face. You have on your pearl necklace and ear rings, your Pandora bracelet, and a new Lotus flower tattoo on your left shoulder. ??? Yeah, I know, it’s a dream!!! It’s weird how well I still can remember this dream. You were radiant; you were sun kissed and your freckles were standing out on your shoulders. You were waiting with the other wives, but your beauty set you apart. I only saw my beautiful wife. Waiting in formation, listening to the speeches, watching you talk with the other wives caused a deep stirring inside of me. When they finally released us, you surprised me by pulling me into a deep kiss right there in front of everyone. I remember we were laughing and I realized the kids weren’t with you. You said it was too early for them so you took me by the hand and walked me to the car. As we climbed into the car you leaned across and buckled me into the driver’s seat, giving me an appreciative view of your cleavage, gave me a quick rough kiss and told me you had a little surprise for me with a very mischievous look in your eye. I pulled out of the parking lot and started driving you home. As I was driving you took my hand in yours and started kissing the tips of my fingers. I was having a hard time concentrating, but you had a couple more surprises up your sleeve. You looked over at me, locking my eyes with yours and slowly sucked my middle finger into your mouth. It took my breath away. This simple act shot a bolt of pleasure right to my groin. I let out an audible moan and my penis strained against my uniform anticipating getting you home. We still lived on base in the dream so I didn’t have long to go. As you pulled my finger out of your mouth you shyly whispered that you had a surprise for me. You took my hand and laid it on your knee, placed your hand on top of mine and slowly ran it up your thigh, pulling up the skirt of your dress, exposing brown lace and the tops of your exposed thighs. You were wearing nude thigh high stockings. I almost lost control of the car. You let out this little giggle and asked me, “Do you like?” I didn’t have words. Who is this woman sitting next to me? I pull in the driveway and move to the house preparing myself for the onslaught of the kids, but as soon as I open the door you shut it behind us and pull me into your arms and kiss me with a deep longing from 9 months of separation. I lose all sense of time. I am lost to the fact that the kids aren’t here. It is just you and me. ( I can still feel the butterflies in my stomach from the anticipation I felt in the dream. ) We break apart and you tell me ”the kids are at Stephanie’s and I have you for the morning.” You grab me again and pull me against you in a long deep kiss. The taste of your lips and your natural smell are intoxicating. I can feel the swell of your breasts crushed against me and it takes my breath away. I move from your lips and softly kiss your forehead and move to your eye lids. You have little tears of joy at the corners of your eyes and I kiss them away. You have candles lit throughout the house and it smells of citrus and cherry blossom. It’s your smell. I run my teeth along the side of your neck and you let out a soft moan. I slowly unzip the back of your dress, but you step away quickly not wanting to rush anything. God you are so beautiful and sexy. Your eyes are half closed and you’re biting your lower lip as if you are intoxicated with the tension between us. I move to you, pulling my shirt over my head, reaching out and pulling you into my arms again (by the way I have a rock hard body in my dreams). I like the way the dress feels against my skin I slowly move my hands down your exposed back tracing small circles with my nails. You lightly dig your nails into my shoulders and start kissing and nibbling at my neck, one word: heaven. I move my hands up to your shoulders and neck and pull you into a long tender kiss that builds with tension, losing myself in the feel of your tongue darting slowly in touching mine feeling your heart beat against my chest. I slip the dress down off of your shoulders and watch it fall to the floor. Your beauty takes my breath away. A gasp catches in my throat. You start to undo by belt as I take in the site of this muse in front of me. You’re in a white sheer lace bra and panties; your nipples erect playing against the fabric in excitement and yearning for me to touch you. The thigh highs give you a slightly naughty look that I’ve never seen from you. I start to kiss you on your neck and move my way down to the swell of your breasts. I Reach back and unhook your bra with one hand as I pull your right breast out with the other. Your skin is exquisite in my hand. The contrast of the tan on my hand and the milky whiteness of your breast is heady. Your breast is so supple and tender; I watch the nipple slowly stiffen and come to life under my stare. You push your chest out ever so slightly moving your breast into my mouth as I lightly tease the nipple with a gentle bite, you grab the back of my head and pull yourself to me getting more and more aroused as my hands massage your legs and butt. God I love the way the muscles of your legs tense when I gently squeeze you. I kneel down and begin to kiss your belly, your sides: a flick of my tongue a gentle scrape of my teeth. Your stomach quivers under my touch. It is such a turn on for me. I love the way your hands feel in my hair, gently pulling it and scratching my scalp with your nails. I move to your hips and your knees almost give way from the pleasure that I can tell is mounting through your body, you catch your breath when I move my hands between your legs, gently caressing you through your panties. I can smell you, it is your smell, a gentle sweet musky smell that tells me to continue. You are wet to my touch and I can’t wait any longer I move my mouth over you and taste you, running my tongue along you, you thrusting forward and pulling me to you ever so rougher. All I can think is how much I love this woman in my arms. I slowly begin to remove your panties kissing you along your hip and inner thigh. I catch my breath in surprise, you’ve trimmed so close, and left so little pubic hair. You only have a little patch above your sex. I feel the gentle skin of your sweet gift to me. It is the most turned on I have ever been, my body convulses from the desire I have for you. I slowly turn you around and begin to kiss your bottom while my hands move over you . I playfully bite your inner thigh and you open your legs a little wider, as you thrust backwards, leaning your arms against the wall for support. I can see you now, and it is the most beautiful site I have ever seen. Your familiar mole is such a great contrast against the smooth skin left by your risqué treat. I wrap my arms around you and gently move my fingers along your outer lips, teasing your sex, tracing you and feeling your body react to my touch. A moan escapes you as I gently stroke you with my hand and tongue. I gently part you with my fingers as you grind back against my face forcing my tongue deeper inside you. I love the way you taste and the way you are reacting to my touch. I insert a finger gently stroking you as my tongue explores you from behind. You arch your back pushing your pussy and ass against my mouth, an unbidden moan escaping from deep inside you. The smell of your sex, mixed with the lotion you have on your body, is enthralling. As my tongue and fingers work you from behind you shyly slide your fingers lower brushing the tips against your clit making you dripping wet. You pull away and turn around. You pull me to my feet and lead me to our bedroom. The look in your eyes both excites me and frightens me at the same time from the intensity I see in them. You push me down on the bed and begin to undress me biting my stomach and sides. I’m fully aroused and you playfully run your hands over me cupping me, sending pain and pleasure through my body that only you can do. As you pull my pants down my erection sits inches from your mouth. You bite your lip and have a look of hesitation and wonder in your eyes. I haven’t seen this side of you before. I slowly see something change in your eyes, there’s a new confidence and a little naughtiness that wasn’t there seconds before. You’ve made a decision. You run your tongue along the shaft of my erection, stroking its length with your mouth, from the base to the head. You move back down and deliciously lick me back and forth. You take me in your hand and with a gentle squeeze a drop of cum seeps out of me. You look up into my eyes and run your tongue around the head, you smile as you taste me for the first time and murmur a little, “mmmm.” We lock eyes and you slowly take me in your mouth. I almost spill my seed right there. Your hand works up and down while you cover your teeth with your lips and move me in and out of your mouth. You start slowly unsure of yourself, but with a newfound confidence you build up speed the whole time, staring up at me with your bright beautiful blue eyes. Seeing the lust building in you almost takes me over the edge. You stop and slowly kiss your way up my body teasing me, tugging at my nipples with your teeth biting my earlobe. You climb on top of me but not as I expect. You turn around and straddle my face, slowly lowering your sex onto my mouth. My tongue explores every inch of you. I move my hands to your hips and pull you back, thrusting my tongue deeper into you. You want control and it is so sexy. My hands are everywhere, exploring you, touching every inch of your backside, you push back against them and another deeper moan escapes your mouth. I know what I’m doing is pleasing you, but I want your pleasure to never end. I take your hand in mine and guide it to the apex of your sex. While you are grinding your sex against my mouth you slowly begin circling your clitoris with your own fingers. I can feel you working yourself into a faster pace, getting more and more aroused, getting wetter and wetter, taking yourself deeper and deeper into ecstasy, with my mouth and your hand. I feel your pussy tighten and then convulse over me. You let out a carnal scream that has been building for twenty years. I am in awe. You are not done with me though. I roll you under me and slowly kiss my way down to you. I caress your breasts and suck on your nipples sending electrical impulses straight to your clit. I make my way down you reveling and mesmerized in the site of only the little tuft of pubic hair left. I am amazed that you love me this much. I trace you again with my tongue. You are so wet with anticipation and carnal pleasure. I love your taste, it intoxicates me. I move my tongue up to your clitoris, parting you as you thrust up against my chin pulling my head deeper with your hands, guiding me, moving your hips to the rhythm you want set. My hands explore every inch of you, taking you higher and deeper towards ecstasy. I can feel you swell against me, getting deeper and deeper aroused. As I move up and down you, massaging every part of you, tracing every line of your body with my hands, you tracing the lines of your body with your own hands; Exploring yourself, squeezing your breasts because my hands are elsewhere, your thumb and fingers rolling your nipples pulling them into a painful pleasure that begins to build you even higher. There’s something in the way I’m doing things that you can’t control and you’ve decided today is about you, so you roll over on top of me again, but you stay over my mouth grinding against it, starring down into my eyes daring me to take you over the edge again. You cum so violently that you actually release your juices over my face. You taste of raw emotion and summer. It is amazing the way you feel straddling me, controlling your body over me. It’s intoxicating. You move down and sit off to my side and to my surprise kiss me! Deeply! Tasting yourself on my lips. I can’t believe this is the same woman I left to go to war. You have a playful dreamy look in your eyes that stops my heart in my chest. You begin kissing me slowly at first but then deeper as your hands begin exploring my body. You massage my sides making me jump from being tickled, but I like the way it feels. You move to my hip and lightly bite my inner thigh which makes me jump with desire while at the same time you take my penis in your hand and gently caress me. I run my hands through your hair wishing for what is about to come next. You begin lightly stroking me, while at the same time taking me in your mouth. You cover your teeth with your lips again and take me all the way into your mouth swirling your tongue around me, letting out a deep moan of pleasure. The sensation of being in your mouth and the sounds you are making almost sends me over the edge, but you slow down and squeeze my base stopping me. You continue to do this. Each time I’m about to cum stopping until I can’t take it anymore. I pull you on top of me your weight pressed against me, your mouth on me as I bury my tongue in your pussy again, while you continue to work me in and out of your mouth. You have completely lost all inhibition. Taking control has brought out a side of you that amazes me and has made you dripping with desire. I can’t take much more and you sense this. You stop and pull me to my knees. You turn around and wiggle your ass in the air and say, “I want you to take me like this.” Melody you amaze me. I take myself in my hand and slowly tease your sex with the tip of my penis. You are so wet from riding my face. Both of your holes are glistening with your juices. I massage you with the tip of my penis until you start to whimper. The tension is palpable. You reach back to guide me into you, but I stop you. I need to be one with you. You need me to be in you. Your head is on the pillow and you’re looking back at me. You say the magic words. “I want you inside me.” The look of love and shared desire between us melts me, but stirs a new found urgency, as I gently push inside you feeling your tightness against me. The warmth of you is intoxicating. The air is filled with the smell of our longing and love. We move together, rhythmically, slowly at first, then with a greater urgency. You meet me with every thrust. To my surprise you move your hand underneath you, grinding your clit against your fingers and my cock as deep as it will go. Guiding yourself to another release. My hands are splayed on your ass and my thumb gently grazes your anus. The sensation of being filled by my penis, and both your clit and bum being massaged, takes you to the breaking point. With one last thrust back you take yourself over the chasm. I see in your eyes that you are there, I feel your body tense, the quiver in your stomach, the tightening of your bottom against my hands, as I thrust deeper inside you. Shouting your name and coming to the point of utter ecstasy myself. Totally spent you take my hand and lead me to the shower. That’s when I woke up.