[MFF] How helping two coeds started the best semester of my life (Part 2)

If you haven‘t read [Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/md11pu/mff_how_helping_two_coeds_started_off_the_best/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf), you should do so. Or not, I‘m not the police, I can‘t stop you anyway.

„I think you should use your washer‘s test run to wash that underwear before it‘s stained forever“. „You‘re probably right“ Kate said, and in one swift move, she took off her bra.

I was stunned. Her boobs stood perfectly round and firm, with no detectable shade difference to the rest of her skin. Her small areolas were of a pinkish brown color, and her already erect nipples stood as if they were yearning for a touch. It felt like I was looking at them for an eternity before Kate cupped her breasts with her hands. „Do you like them?“ she asked with a coquette smile. I swallowed. „Like? I think I’m in love with them“. Both girls laughed.

„Okay, you had your fun, it‘s my turn“ Michele said, and took off her bra in a similar manner as her friend had done moments earlier. Her boobs were smaller than Kates‘ and had more of a lower fullness. I noticed she had tanlines, and her nipples were a nice shade of pink. Similar to Kate, she cupped them and asked me, what I thought of them. „They look nice, but I bet they feel better.“ I said.

The Bad Ass Bitch With Blue Hair [MF]

(Trigger warning for rough and degrading play)

So, this one happened awhile ago.

I had matched with Sara on a dating app while I was coming home from a business trip, we seemed to hit it off early and well. In fact we called each and ended up having about a 2 hour conversation only a day or two after we first messaged each other. We just just seemed to click and the conversation just flowed along an easy path.

During our long conversation we learned quite a bit about each other. Like me, Sara was divorced, although hers was much more recent. One of her biggest issues in her marriage was that she was not experiencing the sex that she always wanted. In short she was after something much rougher than her ex husband had ever been willing to deliver. She had also been considering expanding her horizons into some lifestyle related things like threesomes or group sex.

Clementina, Part VIII [erotic horror, monster, anal, lactation, MF, mild incest(m/s,s/s), exhibitionism]

WARNING: THIS IS A HORROR STORY. THIS PART INCLUDES MONSTERS, WEIRD SLIMY SEX, ANAL, INCEST, LACTATION AND MORE.

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As with the previous installments, if this sort of thing is not your cup of tea, please do not read any further. I want readers to have fun – not be disturbed. Please heed all warnings!

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I appreciate all the kind words from folks about the story. I read every one of your comments, and I love them all – you are the reason I am continuing this story line. I especially am grateful to the comments from the ladies, you are beautiful.

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This story assumes you have read all previous seven parts. If you haven’t you will probably find some of this bewildering. The previous parts will explain things like what the slime is about, the body types, the phallites, the lactation, etc…

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This story begins immediately (seconds) after Part VII ends.

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Thanks.

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Clementina, Part VIII

Chapter 2: Symbiosis (begins)

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Cherry on Top, Chapter 12 [Mf] [Incest] [Father/Daughter]

[Chapter 11](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/m8pzyz/cherry_on_top_chapter_11_mf_incest_fatherdaughter/)

***LEON***

It was only as I was walking to my desk after dropping Cherry off at school that I remembered today was Valentine’s Day. It had totally slipped my mind.

“Fuck,” I said out loud, just as I passed Jasmine’s and Colette’s cubicles. The two women peeked out at me, and I hurried to my office and dropped myself in my chair. My brain was swirling with thoughts of last night and tonight. It was done. Cherry knew the truth, and it had all gone better than expected. I’d have to thank Colette later for talking some sense into me. And the woman herself walked past my door on her way to the pantry. She gave me a wave with a look as if to ask if I was okay. I beckoned for her to come in, and she closed the door behind her before seating herself.

“Y’know, Jazz thinks we’re having an affair with how often I come in here,” she murmured, giggling.

“Does she not know about your new boyfriend?” I wondered.

She turned scarlet and mumbled incoherently for a moment before shaking her head. That was a surprise; I’d have thought Jasmine would be hounding her for details. “Well, he knows *about* him, but not much beyond that.”

I [F] Fucked my Professor [M] for a Better Grade

My customary background: I’m a 21-year old, 5’4, 135lb college girl with slightly wavy light-brunette hair that dips just below my shoulders, hazel eyes, 34C breasts, and a pretty nice bubble butt if I can brag a little. In high school I played soccer which gave me some killer definition in my ass and legs that I’ve maintained decently enough since then. I’ve always been a “good girl”, I got good grades, had a great relationship with my parents, and when I did cut loose, it always used to be in a safe, respectable way. But after being fucked exceptionally hard by some incredible cocks, I’ve become a bit of a wild slut, realizing I have a fetish for being dominated, used as a trophy for type-A men to display their status, and even thinking of how I’ve become a submissive bitch recently is making me wet.

“HHHMMPHH” I grunted out as my Econ 501 professor shoved his cock into me once again. Not out of any particular pleasure, the man had a very mediocre sized dick and an even more pedestrian understanding of how to use it, but because I knew he liked the idea of me sounding like I was struggling to take the “entirety” of him as he more or less forced me into being his personal humping post.

[MF] Roleplay with my cousin’s GF

[Link to the first story if you want background or descriptions](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mbpsew/mf_i_fucked_my_cousins_gf/)

Skip to the ——————— to get straight to the sex

Me and Denise fucked four times in about 5 hours that day. I had never been drained like that before. Naturally this only jacked up our texting conversations to a new level. This girl really was incredible. I had never heard such nasty dirty talk or gotten so many filthy pictures and videos before. Eventually Denise asked me what fantasies or kinks did I have that I had never gotten to act on before.

“I know you’re experienced, but there has to be something you’ve never gotten to do” she said

“The only thing that comes to mind is roleplaying a little more, but I honestly can’t even tell you of a specific scenario I’d like to play out.” I was being truthful. I never really gave it enough thought.

“Well I’ve got something for you” said Denise “Let me tell you my darkest fantasy and you tell me what you think. Promise not to judge?”

“Obviously”

“I’ve done a lot of roleplaying, but the one scenario I could never get your cousin to do was CNC” she said.

I (M) caught an undergraduate (f) having sex in my lab.

Years ago when I was in graduate school I’d have to often go into the lab at nights to make sure my yeast cultures were taken care of properly. This happened pretty regularly, but I usually tried to arrange it so that my Friday and Saturday nights wouldn’t be all screwed up by having to go in and feed a bunch of single celled organisms. I remember having to do this one absolutely beautiful late spring day. Spring in New England can drag on through months of cold and rain, so I remember being particularly frustrated that finally it was nice and yet again I’d be stuck inside.

My questioning my career choices as I walked over to campus and into the lab building isn’t really really here. When I got up to the lab the lights were on though, which they should not have been. I entered through the side door near the big flask shaker thing, which was quite loud, and I immediately hear people having sex. I pause and stop walking into the room. I’m still in the entry hallway area so I can’t see them, but I can hear them clearly. The usual college kid dirty talk, her moaning and complimenting his cock, etc… I do recognize her voice though – she’s an undergraduate that is also doing some research in the lab, and has stayed over the summer to do more research. She’s smart and does great work, unlike most of the undergrads. She’s also fucking hot – toned body with nice breasts, smooth tanned skin, a very pretty face with long brown hair and eyes. The guy who’s fucking her, whom I do not recognize by voice, is very lucky.

I gave my ex a blowjob on an aeroplane [FM]

Several years ago I (f24) went on holiday to Paris with my boyfriend at the time. We ended up on a flight that was nearly empty and didn’t have anyone sitting on the rows surrounding us. I’ve already written about how he fingered me until I came, which you can read about in my earlier posts. Now I’m going to tell you how I returned the favour!

I let my head rest in his lap, with the blanket pulled up over my whole face. The plan being that if anyone was to pass I could freeze and hopefully look like I was curled up there having a nap.

He was already rock hard, and I could feel his dick pushing out through his trousers. I brought my hand up to the bulge and began stroking him through the material.

Pulling carefully at his waist band, I lowered it down and let his large cock spring out. Given the risk of getting caught I dispensed with my usual licking and teasing and instead got straight to it.

I Never Got Those Cookies [MF,F Footjob, Humor]

My college years were some time ago and it feels like I need to start writing out some of these stories if I don’t want to lose the memory of them completely. Every one of these stories is completely true to the best of my recollection. You will know they are true because sometimes what happens to me in these stories is just too ridiculous to be made up.

In my later college years I had an on-campus office job. It was easy work, it paid pretty well, but mostly it was fun to be working in an office setting with primarily older women. In the 1980s, office women wore great outfits, and usually this included blouses with shoulder pads and black pencil skirts with pantyhose. 

Why doesn’t anyone wear pantyhose anymore? Sigh.

Anyway, I’d flirt and joke and generally just be as fun to be around as possible, and the women in my office would sometimes flirt back. Even though I never really dated anyone at work, I managed to cultivate a reputation as a “ladies man,” a rep I can assure you was unearned. One of my roommates at that time worked in the next building over from mine, and he and I would get a group of our coworkers to go out drinking with us on Wednesday nights after work. We would go to our favorite bar, a little blues club near campus that had great dollar beers and potato skins, and usually blow the whole night just listening to music, getting drunk and trying to get lucky. 

The Blue Viper Files Part 3 [MF] [FF] [BDSM] [Hypnosis] [Cuck]

**Chapter 3: Nevesta**

**Ben**

Ben’s alarm went off, and a smile crept over his face. Another day. Another opportunity. He sprung out of bed and stretched. He threw on some workout clothes and was out the door in five minutes. He couldn’t waste time. He wanted to get ten miles in before work today. He found that if he worked out in the morning, he would have more time with Betsy when he got home. The more time he got with Betsy, the higher the chance that Madame Sasha would let him cum today.

Another opportunity to prove himself.

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**Betsy**

When she was sure he was gone, Betsy rolled out of bed. She felt terrible. She wasn’t sleeping. She knew that much. But she wasn’t sure she needed sleep anymore. That sounded crazy, she knew, but once she got into trance, she’d feel rested. She didn’t have a lot of time until Ben got back. He was getting faster each day.