Chance Encounter: Accidental Second Date

Next installment just in time for the weekend….enjoy! ;)

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We sat like that, occasionally kissing and enjoying the steamy shower as you recovered. You laid your head on my shoulder just breathing and I loved how intimate it felt. “You drive me crazy….I hope I make you feel even half the desire and pleasure that you give me”, you confessed. “You can’t tell?”, I teased and you hugged me tight, making me squeak. We got up and rinsed, realizing that I really did need to get home soon. We dried off and got dressed in your bedroom – the vibe feeling affectionate and comfortable. When I’d gathered my stuff and I turned to leave, you touched my arm and I looked at you. You smiled and pulled me close for a warm kiss and it felt as if we both didn’t want it to end, at least I hoped you felt it too.

[F] The first time I had sex with someone other than my boyfriend… it was incredible.

Going to write this while it’s still etched in my mind, just gonna be straight up honest here. I’m writing this for my own masturbation material so it’s gonna be pretty explicit, it is true though. Fair warning, this is long.

Small bit of context. Boyfriend of 11 years dumped me with no explanation, we were each other’s first everything’s so this was all a new experience. After he left me I went to a hotel, went on tinder and found the first guy that caught my eye and invited him over, he quickly accepted. Also, this happened about two weeks back.

Once he arrived we said our hellos and all that, after a while of small talk I told him my situation so he’s aware, he told he knows I’ve only had sex with one man and I’m in a the middle of a breakup etc and if I want to back out or just watch a movie we can do that. I said no, I was determined to follow through. I was actually a little offended that he was talking to me like I was innocent so I began to feel up his crotch and I straddled him.

How the Spontaneous Friend-cation Turned into the Fuck I Never Expected [FM]

Edit:

Alright, here’s another repost for you filthy animals because you have my confidence up and I did not have nearly enough sex doing the end of the world. So my one and a half new stories are not that fun.

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This sex-venture took place about three years ago. I recently traveled (not ideal during a pandemic, I know) to the same general location it happened. It provided some welcomed memories for a lonely night lol

I’m a wordy motherfucker, so skip to the *** if ya know… you need to get things going quickly.

It’s also very long and potentially includes some typos. Bear with me.

So, about three years ago I was roped into one of those impulsive friend-cations. One of my best friends from high school and I remained good friends through college and still are quite close. For our purposes, we’ll call him “Joe.” After high school, our friend group evolved to include Joe’s older sister. She had only been a year ahead of us and they are quite close as siblings. It also helped she had very attractive friends. One of which, let’s call her “Jenn”, Joe was downright infatuated with.

[MF] Remembering a long passionate night many years ago

We all remember those romantic moments that will stick with us for the rest of our lives. The type of wild and crazy encounters that feel more like the type of thing you fantasize during a long car ride, versus something that actually happened. I wanted to share with you my story. It’s been 8 years but I still think about her every night, a gorgeous and wild Indian woman who still haunts my fantasies. We lost contact 4 years ago, but ever so often I check my old Whatsapp account on the off chance she decided to respond to my last message.

I had moved to India for work. I knew very little about the society or culture, and thought that it would just be something fun and unique to say I did while I was still young. I did not anticipate the heat nor the intense urban poverty of the country, it assaulted my senses and I found myself routinely incapacitated in my hotel room, either from the horrible air pollution or an inability to face the reality of the sheer poverty that existed outside.

My cousin enjoys my gf again – this time virtually [MFM]

I’ts been five days since my cousin was visiting and hooked up with her, once a threesome between us all and then once the two of them at night (anal) while I slept there.

Was really a mix of emotions, and lots of you recommended that we should end it. But honestly it was so hot and Laura was so turned on, and I do really trust her to love me.

Anyway – what happened today is much more tame, but still hot and wanted to update you.

Davide left the day after the first hook-up and in between Laura and I chatted about it and it was really hot. I only messaged Davide to make sure he made it back into the city safely. Today he messaged me as well that he was back to Italy and in quarantine. He wrote that he was bored and thinking about that hot night. I told him that we had been too.

Pet slut chronicles 6: Good morning maid service (FF) (F) (FM) (Final part) (Mdom) (Fdom) (Fsub)(pics)

This is the final part in the series made with the wonderful u/karmaroused but you can find the previous parts in the comments.

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After the whirlwind of the last few days I slept like a log on our final night with two spent goddesses in either arm. I begrudgingly woke alone in the bed to the sound of 

“Maid service here to service you and your room”

“We are okay for another while. Please come back in a couple of hours” I croak back at her.

“Maid service here to service you and your room”

“Let her in” I hear my wife shout out from the bathroom.

I lazily get up and sleepily drape a hotel robe around me confused to why my wife was telling me to let her in. My slightly hungover head pushed those ideas away as they felt like too much work at this ungodly hour. 

I woke up completely and utterly when I opened the door to my little pet slut Jade in a flowing black maids outfit with white lace and not much else.

Atlantis, Chapter 1 [M/F] [the first installment of a longer fic, hopefully. Fingers crossed you enjoy!] [Completely unrelated to the animated movie, sorry for any disappointment]

“Are you okay?” Lily asks, and for a moment I’m confused.

Why wouldn’t I be okay? I ask her what she means, and she shrugs.

“You’re hesitating”

She’s right, I *am* hesitating. The short black pencil-skirt of her uniform is already on the floor. She’s already halfway down the buttons of her neat white top– I can see the pale coral lace of her bra peeking through, even in this low light. And me, I haven’t even unzipped, I’m just sitting here at the edge of the bed, watching. Hesitating.

Lily pauses– “Are you sure you want to do this, Mr. Hart?”

Am I sure? I am, I think, but– “What about you, Lily? Are *you* sure you want to do this?”

She carries on with the rest of her buttons– “I’m perfectly sure, Mr. Hart”

“But I mean, are you *really* sure… I mean–”

A laugh, short and sharp– “I’m not a *prostitute*, Mr. Hart. Your company won’t be paying even one penny more to Atlantis for me doing this with you, and my paycheck won’t be even one penny less if I don’t”

“But–”

[M] Staying with my former high school teacher [F] during lockdown and fucking every single night!

Here is a previous post I made about us from a few months ago: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ihi5ec/my_sexy_and_intense_casual_relationship_with_my/

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[M25] – [F37]

It’s been a few months since we have slept with each other, spending nights together fucking all night in various places around her house and when my former high school teacher moved back to Scotland, I was sad, but we have kept in contact ever since. I live in Manchester and the journey up to Scotland is quite a long one, but after months of flirting and having sex online with each other, lockdown eased in the UK and I took the risk and travelled down to Scotland to be with her.

We arranged to meet up once again a few weeks ago and I drove down from Manchester to Scotland and we met just outside her house. We embraced and a sense of comfort, of safety, of love was felt between us and we kissed hard on the street before we went inside and the passion started straight away.

Jamie’s Mexican Siesta – Part V (Solo F, MFF threesome)

V – Always Kiss Me Goodbye On The Lips

The next day, Jamie woke up with a wicked hangover, made worse by her realization that it was her last day in paradise.  “Fucking tequila always gives me hangovers like this” she bemoaned to herself.  She rolled over in the bed and looked at her phone.  No messages from Lisa yet.  “They must have fucked themselves to sleep!” she smiled to herself, “I’m sure I’ll hear from her in time.  They’re probably pretty fucking hung over too.”

Jamie proceeded to roll out of bed and strip out of her dress, she hadn’t bothered to change before passing out the night before.  Naked, she started a pot of coffee to help with her hangover, and then strolled to the shower to refresh herself.  She turned it on, and it quickly filled the bathroom with steam. She stepped in under the water and just let it wash over her.  It felt so relaxing and she closed her eyes while running her hands through her hair.  She quickly shampooed her hair before grabbing the body wash.  She doled out some onto her hands and then rubbed them all over her body. 

Jamie’s Mexican Siesta – Part III (F-F)

III – Soaking In The Mexican Sun With A New Friend

The trip to the airport and the events leading up to boarding the plane were generally uneventful.  Jamie met up with her family, gave everyone hugs, and feigned excitement to be spending the next week with these people she, somewhat unfortunately, had to call her own family.  They weren’t all bad, she shrugged to herself, she just wished she wasn’t going to be stuck with them for the whole time.  “I’ll have to make my own fun, at least for a little bit.” She promised to herself.

Boarding the flight, Jamie had to sit beside her brother and he, being the smug asshole he was, insisted he had the window seat just to be a pain in her ass.  Now she was stuck sitting in the seat next to the aisle.  “Great start” she mumbled to herself.  She settled in the best she could, at least as best as you can sitting in coach on a crowded airplane near the centre aisle.  People constantly reached over her to shove their carry-ons into the luggage compartment above her.  One “gentleman” even went so far to lean his somehow already sweaty, pungent chest into her and she gagged a little in her mouth.  “I’m so sorry!” he said, but all she could do was smile at him to accept his apology, if she opened her mouth she might have vomited.  Her brother watched the whole affair and made a point to make fun of her for it.  She shot him a stern glare and hit him, hard, in the chest.