[M]y ex [F] sucked me off while we were driving on the highway

My ex (24 F) sucked my (23 M at the time) dick while we were driving on the highway to attend our friends marriage in 2019. We both lived with roomates at the time and couldn’t really have alone time often cause we wouldn’t have any place to do it. So we had a lot of pent up sexual tension.

I always grabbed her thigh while driving and she was looking super hot in the dress she wore that day. I started squeezing her thighs and slowly moved my hands caressing her inner thigh and got my hands over her panties. We kiss for a bit then she got her hands on my pants, rubbing my dick over them. Next thing you know my pants are pulled down, hanging on the end of my feet and she got her pretty little face going down on me. (we live in Conservative country so all this is super risky and we could get into big trouble if we got caught). I was ecstatic but also trying my best to focus on the road.

Bad Day/Good Night [M25/F25], [BDSM], [Dom/Sub], [Primal], [Biting/Bondage]

They always say not to go to bed angry, but it can’t always be helped. This wasn’t a particularly big argument. Not even an argument I would say, more just one of those days where you’re irritated with each other for no tangible reason. It was a bad day mentally for me, and I shut him out. I know I shouldn’t, I know it’s something to work on, but I can’t win every day, and I don’t expect him to just accept it and take it with a smile.

As we said good night, we rolled our backs to each other (typical ‘I’m mad at you’ position). But no matter what happened during the day, during the night we would always curl into each other. This night was no different. I, being a light sleeper, woke up with his arms around my stomach, his body pressed flush with my back. As I tried to wiggle back into sleep, I heard him groan, and something prodding my ass. Let me rephrase that; it wasn’t a groan; it was a moan. I giggled, softly trying not to wake him, but it seemed that ship had sailed. My wiggling caused him to hold me tighter, burying his face in my neck, and when I giggled, he began lightly thrusting from behind.

[FM] [oral] [public] [hotwife] The time I [F35] got my pussy eaten in the back of a Tesla

In my quest to become a sexually satisfied hotwife, I felt it was time to get my pussy eaten right and proper.
And then I met Ethan. We mutually swiped on each other the previous week, and in chat he not only bragged about his cunniligus skills, but also his desire to have his mouth used by a “beautiful pussy”. This, along with his good looks intrigued me enough to meet for coffee.

So, we met at a quiet spot of my choice.
I wore a low-cut black top, and a tight green skirt with a zippered slit all the way up the thigh.
He was tall. At 6’4, I had to stand on my tip toes to properly hug him. He had salt and pepper hair with matching facial scruff, hazel eyes, and a deep gravelly voice. Juuust my type, I thought as we sat down with coffee to chat.

It was probably about ten minutes into our conversation that I had decided he would do just fine, and I might as well take his mouth for a ride. I kept imagining how his dark facial scruff would feel against the inside of my thighs.

Rejoined The Party With His Cum Still Inside [M]e [NB]

If you want to skip my attempts at prose and hop straight to the sex, find these ~*~*~*~*~.

I had only met Alexei two weeks before his cock was buried deep inside me, one very thin wall between us and all of our castmates.

I’ve always fancied myself a bit of an actor, so when the local college invited folks from the community to play some of the assorted background Romans in their production of Julius Caesar, I signed myself up. Alexei was playing Cassius, the play’s smooth-talking devil on its collective shoulder, but our scenes didn’t overlap, so I only met him when we started doing full runs. He was four years younger than me (20 to my 24) and every inch the villain: tall and lean, with long dark hair, flashing dark eyes, an aquiline nose, and a deep, resonant voice with just a hint of a British accent. When I heard him give the speech about Caesar “bestriding the narrow world,” I felt my stomach flip and knew I wanted to bestride the fuck out of Alexei’s narrow hips.

What can I say? I’ve always loved a bad boy.

Part 1, The Woman in the Window [F, FF. STALKER, 18+ , NSFW]

She was in the kitchen cooking when he came up to the back door. It was a sliding glass door and he could hear the music playing. She was at the stove, in what looked like nothing but a long t-shirt and nothing else. The shirt was dark blue, made her long strawberry blonde hair stand out. It was straight, and shiny, kind of like what you would expect in a shampoo commercial. He could smell what was cooking- spaghetti. She was moving around at the stove, swaying her hips from side to side. She must be only around 5’4 maybe 5’5 , he thought. She’s one of those medium heavy people, probably aroubd 170, nothing he couldnt handle. He’d been watching her. Every day. She wakes up at 530 every morning. He watches as she leaves to go workout, stops by Dutch coffee afterwards for her soy latte, and comes home to work. At 3pm she walks her dog, a golden retriever puppy. They walk around the block 4 times and after that, she hardly leaves her home. She doesn’t get visitors and she doesn’t go out. She’s absolutely perfect. The type of woman he would want to date, if “dating” was what he was in to. His favorite time of day though was at 730PM. Like clock work, 730 she stands with her back to the window and undresses. Gets ready for her bath. On the 4th branch of the large oak tree in her yard, he can watch with no problems.

Played hooky from work to go on a 48-hour fuck fest with this Redditor I’d met once before [FM]

Here I [28F] am, a month after our first meeting, at the airport waiting to be picked up by this Redditor [24M] I’d met once, for what I thought would be a casual encounter, to a beachside resort he booked, far from the city. What could go wrong?

Absolutely nothing. It was 48 hours of pure, raw, unadulterated, bliss. [Kyle](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xhgnjj/ended_a_redditors_dry_spell_and_he_got_me/), oh [Kyle](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zy7ojr/ended_a_redditors_dry_spell_and_he_got_me/).

As charming as I’d remembered, Kyle grabbed my ass the first chance he got. Imagine his surprise as he grabbed a handful of pure ass, my little black thong swallowed by my cheeks.

It was over an hour’s drive to the resort, and I gently rubbed his cock over his shorts as he was driving. “Try not to make a mess of your car,” I teased, and he groaned as he kept driving.

The quaint resort was by the beach, and we had a lovely cottage perched above the ocean. I couldn’t wait for the receptionist to check us in, and once we were alone in our room, we couldn’t tear our lips off each other. He hiked my tight black dress up, and he pushed me to the bed.

[FF]This happened 5 years ago, my roommate (20) , dressed me (18) up like a beautiful “doll” and taught me how to eat a pussy.

Before I start, I wanted to give a mental image of my personality or appearance back then. I was asexual and tomboyish. I’m tall-ish and I was athletic back then, I was into horseriding and basketball, never been in a relationship, never was attracted to anyone, I had a very short hair (buzz cut). While, my roommate was very feminine and beautiful, curves at right places, had a long burgundy dyed hair and brown eyes.

I was not very close to my roommate, until one Saturday evening, she came back to the room after a long day shopping, but still had energy to try her new outfits. She insisted me to take photos, I was also tired and resting. I was kinda annoyed, but I was the kind of person, who had a hard time saying “no”, so I agreed to take her pictures.

She got happy with my photos and insisted me to try her clothes too, I was very reluctant, but she insisted “try something new”. I was not so comfortable, because they were feminine, on top of it, kinda revealing, not something I’m used to, I like wearing “modest” clothes.

[DOM/SUB] She (F20’s) asked me (M20’s) to show her rough sex and some kinks, but I think I’m falling in love

Tessa is laying on my lap.

Can we take a second to talk about how unbelievable that is?

This woman hated me with a passion of a hundred suns.

Up until a couple of weeks ago, to hear Tessa speak of me… you’d think I cut her off in traffic in a road rage while cheating on her with a racist billionaire who owns sweat shops in Vietnam.

Now she is laying on my lap.

What changed?

Well, sex.

We have sex now.

And it’s fucking delicious eye-roll-inducing perfect fucking sex. Yeah I said “fucking” twice in a row. I guess you’re not supposed to do that in good writing. But I’m describing a hot woman who spreads her naked legs for me and calls me daddy, so I’ll fucking say whatever I want.

We’re in my bed. Together.

She is dressed, sadly. But her clothes won’t last.

She is peacefully laying on my chest while we watch tv together.

*Porn*, actually. We’re watching porn.

Or… studying porn? Is that a thing? Fuck it. I’m sure it’s a thing.

[MF] I fucked her asshole mercilessly.

It’s been awhile since I had something worth writing about but I think last night meets the criteria.

I met this girl on feeld a few weeks ago, and right after we connected she asked for my fetlife. Her profile was interesting, she’s into group sex, so I’m intrigued. So I told her and we connected on fet and she has like three pics of her taking it in the ass, with these comments about loving it. Game on.

So yesterday she came by to smoke and get to know each other. Girl shows up in a tight fuck me now skirt, tight white button up, and clearly has on the lingerie from one of her fetlife pics. We smoke, move to the couch, start making out. She asks me what I want. I tell her I want to take her to bed and give her orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. She says let’s go.

[FM] Every guy deserves a Vday BJ

“Hey”

“Hey”

“You at home?”

“Yeah.”

“Cool. Can I call over?”

“Don’t you want to spend valentines day with your cunt of a girlfriend?”

“Dinner’s not til 8…. It’d be nice to get a blowjob today.”

This was the text chain I had with John just after work on valentines day last week (Oh yeah, regular readers, I got a new job, it’s going well!)

We’d been hooking up since my slutty confession happened and he had told me a lot of shit May said about me to him after they met me, which moved me from disliking May, to straight up hating that cunt.

(see here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/10qpgnj/i_did_the_right_thing_that_didnt_go_very_well_so/](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/10qpgnj/i_did_the_right_thing_that_didnt_go_very_well_so/))

Also, according to John, May doesn’t suck cock, so I was happy to provide a mouth to her man behind her back.

I changed out of my work clothes, just pulling on a simple dress over my bra and panties, and waited for John to ring the doorbell. I let him in, led him into my room. We chatted about our days while he took his already hard cock out of his pants and sat on the edge of my bed.