[MF] The best gift I ever gave and received was horrifying, made me feel dumb, and was chosen for me.

I, Mark(M) am married to a life long friend, friends with benefits, girl friend, fiancé, and confidant named Sarah(F). This story is based on fact and I have tried to keep it as close to exactly what happened as possible.

Our relationship has been complex at times. Friends in high school, to friends with benefits, and then to marriage. But one thing that convinced us we were destined to be together is that regardless of our lives path apart, we alway found our way back to each other again.

One night months before we married, we were 2 bottles of wine into an evening when the topic of our sexual escapades came up. Sarah and I both had plenty of partners over the years. We had been on and off over 20 years and we had told each other some things but we had kept it as vague and bland as possible.

The stories shared that night were detailed and descriptive; that’s what two bottles of wine can do. What came out that night surprised both of us. The stories were hot, kinky, and made these discussions something we did more often. Discussing our past sexual adventures is a sure way to make an average night at home turn into a night of hot sex.

Kidnapped by my friends ex (MMF, brother/ex/sister, incest, rape, kidnapping, coercion, knife, blackmail, video, oral, anal, double penetration)

“You sure you’ll be okay Sky?”

“I’ll be fine. See ya tomorrow Issy.”

“Sure? There’s noone else here.”

“Sure. Besides you can’t stay. Remember your date?”

“Oh shit! I almost forgot! See ya Sky!”

I wave her bye as I gather my things, chuckling to myself. No wonder she lost her angel of an ex. He used to accept when she stayed out late or even missed date nights. He would send her flowers when she missed stuff. Once, they’d planned a whole weekend together and she forgot, leaving him stranded when she didn’t turn up at the meet up spot on the cruise. That was when he ended it. Now it’s just tinder hookups and month long relationships for her. She still drunk cals him though. He doesn’t care.

I wince as I lift my bag. It’s heavy and my shoulders are killing. Tennis will do that to you. Especially three days in a row. I drop my bag and roll my shoulders, glancing at the showers. *Nah, I’ll shower at home. It’s safer.* With a deep breath, I lift my bag on to my shoulder and walk out, down the empty hallway. I wave at the receptionist working late and smile at her, handing her my card.

The Circle ch-5[MFF]

[chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/user/no_limits_here_/comments/r93caq/the_circle_ch5/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

so… i know its been a long time ….but i’ve been a bit busy, learning about the family business ,how shit works and all. Getting to know more about Megan and the twins (they’re kinda freaky,..you’ll know). Max has been taking me places to meet people in the family that are not a part of my tour, nice people but since i’m meeting them for the first time its kinda awkward.

Also as i write this ,i should tell you that i’m in a different household ,different subfamily..they are so fun and i can’t wait to tell you about them…but anyway…i’m gonna continue from where i left off which was just me and Megan … together.

i woke up first ,she had her back to me, i immediately lived all the moments i had with her again resulting in,…yup, a boner. I shifted a bit to make space and thats when she woke up, she turned around and was greeted with my rock hard dick…she chuckled.

The morning I[M] fucked my Ex[F] 11 times, in public [Part 2]

I’ve realized there’s A LOT to write about this story, so I’ve decided to describe in the detail just 4 or 5 of the fucks we had that morning. These were the hottest and the ones which I remember most of the details.

If you’ve missed Part 1: [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rmkchu/the_morning_im_fucked_my_exf_11_times_in_public/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

Part 2 – There’s something in the Woods

After finishing on her face, we both cleaned up, arranged ourselves and rejoined the path.
When walking from behind the boulder, we immediately got face to face with a family of 3. A mother, father and a daughter. It was clear just by looking at their faces that they knew what we’d been up to. The mother gave us a very serious face, but the daughter and the father were similling. We walked past them and we both laughed.

“We need to find another spot soon, I’m wet again…” She said

It was clear we were still extremely turned on by the experience and we weren’t going to stop there. Our objective went from just having a nice day out, to try and fuck the most we could in public.

My Sexual Family [Mommy-Dom] [Age Gap] [M/s] [b/s] [Mother and Son] [Gentle-Dom] [Incest] [Cum for Mommy] [Loving] Chapter 4 – “Dinner Time Fuck”

[Link to Chapter 3 here.](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pic3a1/my_sexual_family_mommydom_age_gap_ms_mother_and/) All older chapters on my profile.

**My Sexual Family** [Mommy-Dom] [M/s] [b/s] [Mother and Son] [Gentle-Dom] [Incest] [Cum for Mommy]

**Chapter 4**: Dinner Time Fuck
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After the incident last week, Mom and I began to fuck regularly.

She was a lot of woman to handle. At first I felt like such a little boy next to her, her mature curves and beautiful body juxtaposing strongly with my thin stature and frame. But as I gained experience, I started to feel more confident in my position, and I felt better about myself.

There were so many fuck positions, and we tried them all.

Just like my first time, I’d often lie on the bed in the center with her on top, rocking her bodyweight on top of my dick, feeling her elegant figure in front of me. Her tits hung graciously, and I’d bury my face in them with lust and hunger as she tugged on the back of my head and rode me like a toy. Pure comfort.

[FM] Wrapped Up, A Christmas Story

It was Christmas Eve; I knew that much. I was surrounded by voices laughing and celebrating though I couldn’t see their faces. Finally, I heard a voice I recognized call everybody’s attention as he made an announcement, it was almost time. For what? I felt beads of sweat forming in the cervices of my cramped elbows and knees. I was nervous about what was going to happen in a few short moments, but I wanted more than anything to be out of my cage.

The ripping of paper gave way to the first bit of daylight I had seen since early that morning and I gasped, sucking in the fresh air as it flooded in through the torn wrapping paper. With the paper torn away, I could see I was surrounded by beautiful men and women wearing huge smiles as they stared down at me. I had nowhere to go, and I became increasingly aware of how vulnerable it was.

“I hope you like it,” Jack said as he clapped another man on the shoulder. Jack was the only face I recognized and was the one who I met online. He was older, in his late fifties, but he was filthy rich, and it was very obvious he took good care of himself.

Kate’s rebound

Charlie very much enjoyed his job as a Swimsuit Photographer, what (straight man wouldn’t enjoy photographing beautiful women in swuimsuits) he especially enjoyed Photographer Kate Upton the hot busty blonde was one of the hottest women in the world with one of the best racks in the world

[MF][Soft D/s] Remember You are Beautiful (Mirror Play/Pussy Worship/Glove Play/ Spit roasting /Anal)

Disclaimer: all characters are at least 21 years old

My boyfriend and I recently started exploring BDSM, we agreed to take it slow, and so far he has been nothing but gentle. Really, I couldn’t ask for a more perfect person to fully entrust my wellbeing to. Tonight I find myself lying naked on his bed with his hands all over me. Soft kisses on my neck and navel, teasing licks trailing along my hip bones.

Despite the nice sensations I couldn’t stop my mind from wandering to a dark insecure place. I’m bloated from the large dinner we just shared, and surely he won’t find my curved stomach attractive. There are stretch marks on my butt and thighs, and I haven’t shaved my pussy in days.

He started pulling my legs apart and placed his head right on top of my pussy. As he enveloped my clit in his warm and wet tongue, I yelped, overwhelmed by the sensations.

“Baby, do you mind trying that another day?” I said tensing up and closing my legs, leaning up from my position to meet his warm hazel eyes.

She knew what she wanted

The door was slightly open – the security chain prevented it catching. Taking this as an invitation, I stepped into the room to another surprise. In the dim light I saw her lying on the bed; naked apart from black stockings. Then I saw her wide-open legs. The real surprise washed over me as I realised she was frigging herself with a glass dildo. She lay on the bed facing the doorway directly to give me the view between her legs. Her suggestive comment that I was just in time had me pulling my shirt and trousers off as my cock became rigid. She wasn’t for messing about. She wanted to get straight down to it. As I threw my shirt aside to leave me naked, she was on her feet and took hold of my shoulders to guide me backwards to the upright chair in front of the dressing table. She sat me down.

plaything

With our first round of drinks nearly finished I enacted a little trick I borrowed from a couple of sources. I told her I was going to powder my nose and would be gone a few minutes. If, for whatever reason, she did not want to go any further she was simply to leave the pub with the assurance I would not pursue her in any way.

She was still there when I returned. I had pulled it off that far – managing to mask my nervousness and lack of experience well enough for her to want to play. In as matter of fact a manner as I was capable of, I offered to play out a scene at my place based on the parameters we had discussed and explicitly consented to. Overcoming my surprise at how readily she accepted, I explained that she was to follow me back to my flat. If at any point she changed her mind she was simply to drive away, again with my assurance that I would not pursue her any further. I also made it clear that once inside my flat, we would be in our Dominant and submissive roles, she would be punished and I would use her as I wished – within the consensual parameters we had agreed. For her own peace of mind, she would not be tied up and her punishment would be relatively light. Future play sessions, if they happened, would be significantly more intense. I would have no qualms about pushing limits. Her final instructions were to park outside my flat, wait a few minutes and come inside. The living room door would be directly in front of her. She was to knock and wait.