How I [M] ended up sleeping with two best friends [FF] I met in Vegas

I’m not the greatest story writer but here goes my first story of many.

So maybe 7 years ago I went to Vegas with my mom and her boyfriend since they offered to pay for my ticket and hotel. Now they are more about sightseeing and outdoorsy stuff rather than the typical “party” crowd that goes there. So we went out to the Grand Canyon, saw some shows, etc. Once night time came around I told them I was going to go down to the casino and maybe walk around for a bit to see what was going on. So I go downstairs and walk around, get a drink and just head out on the strip since I really just wanted to drink and party.

I head out and just start seeing what looks fun, trying to find some good music. I end up outside of this bar that looks like it has a canopy over it, which had some good music playing. I sit down at the bar and just kind of check out who’s around and people watch. Then maybe 40 minutes in this guy and these two girls come to the bar and he asks if the seats are taken. I tell him no that I’m just here hanging out alone so they can have a seat. They’ve already sat down and are ordering drinks so they don’t really pay attention to us talking. They’re all kinda drunk at the moment and I was starting to get there since I’m just drinking back to back and took a shot.

Wife fattened up group of feeders

A woman is wheeled out in a wheelchair and sat on her own giant scale that has a huge digital read out. It’s next to a table of very very fattening foods. Pies, chocolate, cooking oil, butter, burgers, pizzas, etc.

She has on a blue latex suit and has in a red ball gag. The table has 5 chefs around it. All have the chefs have on aprons and chef hats. The first pre-feeding weight is now registered

One of the chefs would comment that they would get her rounder when they were done. She looks scared and nervous at the same time. The chefs start picking up some of the fattening food and start force feeding her nonstop. You can see her doing her best to eat as much as she can. After about 5 mins she looks at her readout and see it is creeping up in weight. She begins to scream when she figures out what is going on.

Her scale kept going up. The more food that was forced down her throat, the slower the scale crept up. She literally watched herself being fattened up.

Sabrina! The Sexfighter! (Volume 1) (Literotica).Getting Started.

“The clothes go off. Strip down to your underwear. Don’t be shy. It’ll be coming off soon as well.”

Sabrina looked around. It was an ordinary hotel room. Nothing abnormal about it.

“Wait… Where’s the arena? I thought we we booked a match against each other?” She questioned her opponent. Britney.

“You’re a rookie. You’ve never fought a match before. That means you’re going against me in cozy motel rooms. I started a couple months ago.” Britney explained as she set up a series of lighting devices and cameras.

“We’ll record a match for the porn company. And let the executives from the roster judge your first performance. If you impress them. We’ll sign you on. If not. Well. There’s always Onlyfan’s.”

Britney set up the video chat. Immediately, three visitors joined the online viewing. Two executives. And a paid viewer.

“Hi Brandon!” Britney Cooed. “We missed you last time. Margret was just too much for little old me. It was shame you couldn’t see me…Lose.” Britney flirted. Pulling Sabrina closer to her body. Sabrina yelped as Brandon got a nice new look at the rookie.

Sheila Takes Her Man (Part 2) [shemale] [femdom] [non-consent/reluctance]

****Hi! So, I think I’m going to just go ahead and leave this sequel story here and kind of duck out for awhile. While I do have a few fans, most people are actually disgusted by the things I write, so I’m gonna do some soul searching and see if I can come back better. This story is a lot more story than erotica, but it does end with a bang. I hope some of you enjoy it. For those who don’t, I’m sorry and please know that I’m just a guy trying to clear his head and get to a better place.**********

The next morning, I woke up with a sore ass and a screaming headache. To my further dismay, Sheila was nowhere in sight.

I assumed she had left at some point but checked the driveway to be certain. Sure enough, her black SUV was gone.

I don’t know why this caused my heart to sink. The girl (shemale?) had pretty much raped me the night before.

Part of me wanted to believe it was all just a drunken nightmare, but I still acutely recalled the horror I’d felt when I realized she had a penis. Plus, I could barely walk from how she’d hollowed out my ass hole.

The Tutor (Part 4)

Owen smiled a grin ear to ear. There was no hiding the devil in those eyes. “Yes, I said ‘we’ and I meant it. Get some rest. Tomorrow I want you fully rested and ready.”

Mindy looked at him, not sure what to think. She’s always fantasized about multiple partners, but until this afternoon she never actually went through with it. With this sudden turn of events, she was scared and excited about what was to come. “Alright, but since you got to have some fun with me, you’re buying me dinner.”

Mindy got dressed is a tank top and shorts and put her red hair into a pony tail. Then they hopped in Owen’s car for a casual dinner and just talked about nothing. Afterwards went back to her place and just chilled out watching tv while sitting on opposite sides of the room. Mindy noticed Owen was on his phone texting most of the time. “Who are you talking to?”

Owen just looked up, “Oh, just a couple of friends, catching up. Just the normal stuff.” Mindy could tell something was up because she saw the bulge in Owen’s shorts. He was excited about something. She moved over the couch where Owen was sitting and tried to see who he was texting with.

My [F] trip to Italy – Part 1 – The Nightclub [MF]

*Hello everyone, it’s thewintertain2 again! For those of you who don’t know, I’m a Portuguese girl in my early 20’s. You can check my previous story here:*

*[I [F] rode a guy at the cinema. I had never seen him before](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/orxjza/i_f_rode_a_guy_at_the_cinema_i_had_never_seen_him/)*

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**Pre-trip**

Traveling abroad has always been something on my bucket list. Unfortunately, my family prefers to stay in Portugal for the summer vacations, and enjoy their time on the beaches on the south of the country. I can’t blame them, the weather and the beaches are amazing, it’s hard to complain. Still, exploring new countries, people with different nationalities, was always something I felt drawn to. When I started college, I also started working some occasional part-time jobs and saved up for all of the trips abroad I’ve done in the past few years. Most of my trips were made either accompanied by friends, or by my sister. Italy was the first time I flew abroad all by myself.

I’ve always enjoyed doing activities by myself: going to the cinema, to a restaurant I liked, to a music show to watch a band I was fond of. Traveling alone was, however, still a new experience. I was 20 at the time.

I (29f) needed to be touched by a stranger

None of my regular fuck buddies were doing it for me. I’d been watching porn where older mature men fuck younger women and got myself all worked up.

I needed an older mans hands on me.

I joined a local adult chat room. Posted a photo of myself and soon had dozens of messages. I waited and a 60 year old man DMs me. This is it.

I explained how horny I was and what I was looking for. He was looking for something similar. I sent him the vid that had got me so worked up. He loved it.

We agreed to meet at a park 30 minutes away. I wore a sundress, no bra and some cotton panties.

At 10pm I drove there and took a self defence tool in case anything happened. I sat on the bench we agreed to meet on. My heart was pounding but it was empty in the park.

Minutes later I felt someone sitting down next to me, it was him. I was about to speak when he pushed a finger against my lips and said ‘yes or no?’ I nodded yes. My heart was racing but I was so excited.

I 29[M] hate-fucked my roommate 20[F]

I just found this sub and I honestly don’t know if the stories here are real or fake, so I hope I don’t embarass myself by posting a story that actually happened in the summer of 2017.

**Backstory:** I was living in an apartment with two of my best friends and we were all students at the local university. In January 2015, one friend moved out to live with his girlfriend and we had to find another roommate. Lots of people applied and we picked this one girl. Even though she was 18 at the time and a lot younger than us, we got along great at first. She also seemed like a safe option, since her parents paid her rent. But even though she was young, she wasn’t that hot. She was very skinny, which I liked, but barely had any boobs or butt. Also her face wasn’t what I would call pretty, since she had quite a big nose. But she was fashionable, which is a big plus. Still, I never saw her as an romantic option, since she was my roommate and it would make things just complicated.

Personal Assistant Chapter 2 [FMM]

Hi, my name is Valentine, I work for Mr. Ray, I’m his PDA, Personal Dirty Assistant. I’ve worked here now for 11 months. He picked me up off the streets and gave me a home, a car, and a second chance at life. My work duties include but are not limited to, eye candy for the men, providing entertainment provisions for Mr. Ray’s business meetings, escorting business guests around the building, cleaning the top floor, laundry, buying Mr. Ray’s food and drinks, filling out paperwork and filling documents, database entry, personal relief, and my specialties exclusively for Mr. Ray are, hand jobs, tit jobs, sex, anal, ball massages with my mouth, throat deep cock worship, but my personal specialty is blow jobs and pelvic kisses. I am Mr. Ray’s cumdump and personal cumslut.

He gives me orders, I obey them. If he tells me to wear the same cumstained panties until I smell like musky old sex to everyone within 10 feet of me, I do. If he tells me wear a buttplug and keep his cum stored in me for the rest of the day, I do. If he tells me to wear a short skirt with no panties and to bend over on the 10th floor in front of all the managers to clean up their garbage, I do. If he tells me to lift up my skirt, bend over, spread my legs, and pull my panties aside so he can fuck me, I do.

Changing the rules of the happiness game (Part 3) [Str8][mf][inc][mast][mm]

Over the course of the next year or so, Lily underwent a big growth spurt. She got a lot taller; not quite as tall as I, but standing, we could now almost look each other straight in the eyes. She’d been a little chubby her whole life (and how often I’d luxuriated in her soft belly, feeling its gentle protuberance, watching it jiggle a little when she walked naked in front of me, watching it bunch up when she bent over), but now her tummy flattened out. It was still soft but no longer jiggly; no matter, still nice to touch, to look at, to rest my face upon. Her breasts, which so recently had been mere swellings with pink nipples in the center, had grown into small, pert cones, and much to Lily’s annoyance, our mom had insisted that she start wearing a bra. Putting it on in front of me on the first school morning that she wore it – it was a sort of stretchy thing, not really what I thought bras were based on my limited understanding of the topic – she complained bitterly that it was uncomfortable, unnecessary, and ugly. I reassured her that it was at the very least not ugly; she looked nice standing there with her breasts outlined by the material.