I was studying for the bar exam and had a lot of built up tension [FM] [Part 4]

If you haven’t already, you might want to check out [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mzxj63/i_was_studying_for_the_bar_exam_and_had_a_lot_of/), [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n0fkwk/i_was_studying_for_the_bar_exam_and_had_a_lot_of/), and [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n0fn9g/i_was_studying_for_the_bar_exam_and_had_a_lot_of/). I was definitely not expecting this story to be so long, but here we are. I promise this is REALLY the good stuff.

So I want to reiterate that I was studying for the bar at the time and not quite myself. I’m adventurous, but generally not quite this forward. I was stressed and he was hot. That combined with the weeks of fantasizing about him after his rejection led me to what happened next…

The moment we got up from the table, he took my hand and dragged me across the crowded bar. I was laughing behind him as people jumped away to avoid us as we made our way towards the exit.

When we were on the street he turned to me and said, “Holy fucking shit. That was-”

Instead of letting him continue, I pulled him into a deep kiss. He crumbled around me as his hands explored my body and landed on my ass, giving it a squeeze and pushing me towards him.

[FFM] Discovering her fetish

Ava was a housewife like any other. She would wake up early in the morning to do her make up and make a lovely breakfast for her husband. He only deserved the best after all. After he left she would spend her time keeping the house tidy and doing little things like yoga and meditation to keep herself fit and happy. Lately she had picked up a bird watching hobby, which was far more interesting than people gave it credit for.

They had their ups and downs but it was a happy marriage. That is until one day she found what looked to be the leftover traces of purple lipstick on his collar. She brought the shirt to her nose and inhaled deeply. There was clearly a woman’s perfume lingering on it. So strongly that it couldn’t just be a quick hug. She knew it right then that her husband was probably cheating on her.

The Forced Babysitter[Fmmm][Straight][Non-con][Bondage]

(Author note: Hey there! Everything in this story is 100% fictional. Ageplay is involved. This story won’t be for everyone, saw an old hentai with a similar beginning but it was never finished, so I thought I’d reimagine it for fun. Let me know if anyone out there wants me to keep writing it!)

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**The Forced Babysitter**

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My name is Mimi Harper, and this is the story of how my life completely changed at the hands of three young boys. I’ll start at the beginning…

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I was twenty-two years old, freshly out of college where I slacked my way to only an associate’s degree in multimedia. I was pretty good at photoshop and video editing, but I was only great at it if the project was something I was really into. I was, honestly, a bit lazy. See, my dad died when I was a baby and my mom remarried fairly rich. My stepfather was alright, but he didn’t ever really want anything to do with me. My mom passed away when I was a teenager. After turning eighteen, my stepfather set me up in a nice house and gave me a monthly allowance to live on. We seldom spoke, and to be honest, we both kind of preferred it that way.

[M/TF] My first time with a Girl Cock

TLDR: My tinder date had more than I expected, I didn’t stop.

–This is my story from college last year. I’m reposting because I don’t have access to my old account, I want all the people who followed me to be able to find me!–

Hello everyone, I am 24 and not exactly sure what I’m into. I always thought I was straight into cis women exclusively then I met a beautiful woman who happened to be trans a few years ago. I had no idea which to me at the time was surprising, I always thought you could tell, either from the body type or the way of speech. This experience really confirmed to me that trans people are the sex they identify as. Anyway, the date went really great! We went ice skating and to dinner and had a great time talking. Definitely my best tinder date ever haha.

After dinner we were holding hands walking back to my car and when I opened the door for her instead of getting in she turned to look at me, tell tale kiss me sign, so I did. And we were heavily making out in a maggianos parking lot lol. She broke off the kiss and asked to get into the car so we could talk. I assumed she wanted to go to one of our places to have sex.. I was right but that’s not what she said.

The magic well part 2 [fantasy body changes, older man/younger virgin woman, domination, oral, ass play]

A strange spinning sensation overcame me as I shivered in the gathering dusk. Clutching the edge of the well for support, I sank to the ground as the dizziness threatened to overwhelm me and an odd burning sensation began across my chest. As I glanced down, I noticed in horror that my tiny breasts were growing before my eyes, stretching the fabric of my shirt until the buttons pinged off one by one. Now revealed to the night, my titties were still growing and the nipples hardening in response to the cool air. “Stop, stop…” I whispered, feeling like a fairground freak as they got so big I could no longer see my stomach. The air around me shimmered for a second, and then the burning sensation stopped – along with the growth of my breasts. I stared down at them in awe – huge, perfect round globes, with firm nipples sticking into the air. Fuck! They hurt though, throbbing painfully. Topless, my ripped shirt discarded in the undergrowth, I began to massage them gently to relieve the ache. I wasn’t prepared for how good it felt to rub my titties, and as my fingertips brushed my nipple I let out a moan of pleasure. My pussy twitched in response, and I automatically moved my hand towards my shorts, fumbling to undo the zipper.

I was studying for the bar exam and had a lot of built up tension [FM] [Part 2]

So for reference you might want to visit [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mzxj63/i_was_studying_for_the_bar_exam_and_had_a_lot_of/) because I’m going to jump right in and some of this requires a bit of background.

It’s weird to be teetering between super angry and super turned on. When he closed the door behind him I half-expected him to come back and declare April Fools, but he really had just left me there in an agonizing, unsatisfied state.

Almost immediately I got myself off at the thought of him inside me by using my fingers, which provided little to no relief. I tried with my vibrator which would give me a brief moment of satisfaction, but then I would think of him rubbing his body against mine and my head would start spinning all over again. I went fucking crazy on myself that night and could hardly close my legs the next morning because I was so sore after hours of trying to satisfy this stupid craving he had put in my head.

I wanted to text him so badly that he needed to come over immediately to reconcile the situation, but he had all the power at that point and I refused to give him anymore, so I waited…

Showing a soccer coach my ball control [F/M] [oral]

I love sucking dick. I love the taste of cock, how it feels in my mouth but most of all, how I can drive a man wild with my lips and tongue.

“Sorry, honey, I was miles away. What were you saying?” I probably shouldn’t be fantasising about cocksucking while walking my teenage son, Oliver, home from practice.

“Mum, I don’t understand why he won’t play me.” It was a familiar lament. Oliver had once again been overlooked for a starting place on his local soccer team.

Most Mums wanted their sons to be happy and by not playing, I knew that Oliver was not. Unlike other parents, however, I’d seen my son in action and knew enough about the game to realise that he had reasonable grounds for complaint.

Unlike other Mums – and certainly other Dads – I was prepared to do something about it.

“You go on ahead, sweetie,” I told Oliver. It was only half a mile to walk home, and he was used to doing it. “I’ll go back and talk to the coach. What’s his name?”

“Rob,” Oliver replied. “You know he almost made it professionally. He’ll only tell you that you don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Second Impressions [Freeuse, M+F+, Voy]

It had been far too long. Too long since she’d been to a party, too long since she’d relaxed. Too long since she’d gotten laid. That last thought brought a blush, but Kristina carefully tempered her expectations. Tonight would be a casual hangout. Just Emma and a few of Emma’s friends. They’d probably just drink and watch TV. Emma had said they’d be watching Mindy’s favorite show, or something. Kristina had never met Mindy, but it didn’t really matter what was on, she just wanted to be around people again.

It had been so long since Kristina had been sociable, it would be a shame to not show off all the pretty new clothes she’d been buying. Totally inappropriate for work and grad school, of course, but now that she had the chance, she was dying to try them all out. A wrapped top that gave her cleavage without needing a bra, a super fun short pleated skirt, and iridescent green leggings. Were they too much? They were probably too much. But what the hell, they were fun. On a whim, she added a lacy black choker. It was probably way overdressing for this, but it was the first time Emma had invited her to Mike’s place. Emma had tried to tell her what to wear, but Kristina didn’t listen very closely. Better to be overdressed, just in case.

Brat Revenge [FF] [bondage]

“Remember earlier when I said ‘I’ll get you back for that’ when you were being a brat?” I grin as I look down at you wriggling gently against the ropes binding you.

I kneel next to you and kiss you deeply, one hand sliding down, down, down… I work a finger inside you, feeling you moan into my mouth. I break away from the kiss as I slide a second finger into you and pick up speed. Hearing your little whimpers and moans simply fuels my desire for revenge.

As my fingers dance across your g-spot, your breathing quickens and I can feel you getting close. “Are you going to cum for me, dear?” You nod and I stare into your eyes as I pick up the pace even further.

Just as your eyes begin to roll back in ecstasy, I stop and pull my fingers out of you. “Hey,” you half-shout, half-whine. “Why’d you stop?”

“Awwww, did you want me to keep going? That’s a shame. Maybe you should’ve thought of that earlier.” I can’t help but grin harder. I love it when you whine for me.