LT. ALASTAIR McGONAGAL WITH LOCAL GIRLS

**Christmas with the Starship Rimshot Girls**

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Lt. Alastair McGonagal, chief navigator of Starship Rimshot, needed a vacation. He was worn out, with no interest or energy left inside him, except for local pleasures. For the past two month he was far off, three galaxies away from Earth, suppressing an thick infestation of Insectoid Brill. A pirate confederation of these arthropods were obsessed with the Seven Pleiades Sisters, wanting insert proboscis into young warn vaginae, and inject each human girl with hot, sticky spurts of gelatinous ooze.

“Not on my watch!” said Capt. Theremin. And what followed was two months of all-out war, hand-to-hand combat with grasshoppers and lobsters, and the horrid stench of scorched and boiled arthropod bodily fluids. At last the famous pop-stars were returned home to a planet orbiting Taygeta, unraped and unharmed. All this, far more than Alastair signed-up for. He worked for an intergalactic merchant fleet, nor a Royal navy. All Alastair wanted to do right now was smoke primo Pacific Northwest weed and enjoy a few local girls.

I’m a Hypnotherapist and I hypnotized my little sister – Part 1 [INCEST] [MIND CONTROL]

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and all characters are above the age of 18 years old. This story contains elements of incest. If you don’t like that, click away.

**Chapter 1**

I straightened my back and leaned forward, my voice low and steady.

“Open your eyes and look at my hand, Kerry,” I told my patient. “Focus on the ruby.”

“That’s it,” I continued when her gaze shifted to the gem sitting on my palm. Her head was lolled to the side, and she was breathing softly. “Just focus on the ruby and the sound of my voice.”

“Beautiful voice,” Kerry mumbled.

“Yes,” I said. “Focus on my voice. Now, I am going to count to ten. With each number I count, you are going to go up the stairs, and with every step you take, you feel yourself coming back up to consciousness. And when I reach the count of one, you will wake up feeling refreshed. Do you understand?”

Her voice was barely audible.

“Yes…”

“Good. You’re doing good, Kerry.”

“Mhm. Good…”

Affair with my mother in law [cheat, milf] part 1

Let me start with a little background for you. I’m a big guy, 6 feet tall and about 290 pounds. My wife is only 5’4” and chubby at over 200 pounds herself. She has a great set of 38DD tits that I can’t get enough of. The way they swing when we fuck doggy style drives me crazy. My wife’s mother is about 5’3” and quite a bit smaller at about 160 pounds and as far as I can tell she probably has B cup tits. Ever since her mother learned that my wife and I were fucking before we got married, she was jealous and was always trying to “accidentally” see me naked. I didn’t actually try to prevent her, and you might say I even tried to help her without being blatant.

Now on to the situation that happened several years ago. My wife was diagnosed with a condition which meant she would need a hysterectomy. Her mother offered to come to our house and stay for a while to be there when she had the surgery and to help out around the house after the surgery with some of the things my wife couldn’t do. She arrived a couple days before the surgery was scheduled and settled in to the guest room next to the master bedroom.

Eternal Spring: Chapter 3 [F/voyer/exhib]

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I grabbed my bag, walked to the entrance of the KTV and paid for the KTV, then took the escalators back down to the ground floor of the plaza holding my wet shirt in one hand and my bag in the other. As I walked outside the wind was cool and very crisp, and I could now feel exactly how wet my skirt was. I took my phone out of my bag and called a didi to take me home. I wasn’t in a mood to take a train, and just wanted to get home to my apartment where I could get comfortable and relax. As I waited for a didi to accept my trip home, the cool wind whipped at my skirt and penetrated through my sweater. I could feel my nipples getting hard and my legs were starting to get goosebumps. Why is it so cold tonight? I stood waiting, looking at my phone, shivering and freezing.

“Hello”.

I turned around to see who was behind me. Oh my god, it’s the girl from the apartment across the road.

“Oh, hello!”

The morning I[M] fucked my Ex[F] 11 times, in public [Part 3]

This it the final part of my long (really long) story. I posted this yesterday, but my Reddit App was acting odd, so I’m posting it again. For the ones who’ve managed to read it all, thank you in advance! And thanks everyone who DMed me with positive feedback. If you’ve missed the previous parts:

[[Part 1]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rqxad8/the_morning_im_fucked_my_exf_11_times_in_public/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) & [[Part 2]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rogsdt/the_morning_im_fucked_my_exf_11_times_in_public/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Part 3 – If in a church, get on your knees and pray

We sat next to the monument for a while, recovering from the insane morning we were having. I sat on the top step with my back leaning on the monument, while she sat in the lower step between my legs, leaning against my torso.

“I can’t believe what we’ve been doing. I’ll definitely remember this day for the rest of my life” – She said.

By now, we’d fucked 5 times in just over 2 hours. Everyone says it’s all about the quality, not quantity, but guys and gals let me tell you, all of them were amazing.

“What would you’ve done if that person had kept walking towards us?”, she asked

I smiled, looked again to the sky and paused for a few seconds:

[M]y wife has given me a threesome for my bday almost every year since college.

A few months ago a girl I knew from high school posted on her fairly popular, +20k follower, Insta page. She posted a box for her followers to leave a dirty secret. I ignored it at first and kept scrolling, but it had me thinking about all the crazy shit I have been through and I had to go back to drop a dirty secret.

That secret being that my wife has given me a threesome for my birthday almost every year since our 2nd year of college.

There were a few other pretty kinky secrets we have but this one seemed to be the type that would play well on social media but is also based 100% on true events. The girl who posted originally on Insta and I had a short conversation about the details and it got me thinking. The more I thought the more details I remembered. When I brought it up to my wife and she reminded me of even more details and even a threesome I had completely forgot about or at least hadn’t thought about for years. This has ultimately lead me to create this account with then intent, I guess, to build a memoir of these experiences.

Friend mother/ Erotic series Part 1

This real life experience happened to me three years ago. At that time I had just started working in a shoe-making factory in Tamilnadu, as an accountant. I was twenty-four, unmarried, and had no experience in matters of sex, whatsoever. I mean, I used to think about having sex and I used to masturbate. But I had never had any real experience with a woman. For one thing, I was shy. Another, I abhorred the very thought of having sex with a prostitute. But sexual desire in me was there in plenty. I was masturbating almost every night, and I was also wondering if that was affecting my health adversely.

I was a friendly guy at my workplace. Everyone liked me because I had a good sense of humor. I was from Kerala and I was not able to speak Tamil well. But I was picking up fast. There was one other malayalee in our company, a boy of nineteen named Shiju. He ran errands and did odd jobs. He was of a poor background. He was not a talkative person. And, even though we belonged to the same state, we were not friends in the real sense. We knew each other, that’s all. From my side, I had never let him feel that I was keeping a distance from him because of our positions, me an accountant and him a mere labourer in the factory. The fact was that he was not friendly with anyone. He was an aloof sort of creature.

Aly and Uncle Toby (Pt 2)

Hi! Me again!

Thank you so much for all the amazing feedback and comments on my first ever story: Aly and Uncle Toby. I was nervous when I posted it, but you’ve given me the confidence to post the next part!

I think Part Two is the quickest I’ve ever written a story! I was up half the night typing it out, because I hate disappointing people.

Here’s Aly and Uncle Toby, Part Two….

Aly spent the rest of that evening flipping and flopping between being so horny that she felt crazy with it, and being so nervous that she was on the brink of crying several times. 

What had she done?!

Now Uncle Toby knew what type of girl she was, and what type of thoughts she had. Those were meant to be secret thoughts that no one who knew her would ever know, and yet she had gone and basically laid it all out for the one person who really shouldn’t have ever known. 

Still though, she thought about that little twitch she had seen in his trousers, and they way he had so smoothly muted the volume on her laptop before opening the video while her mum was sitting right there in the same room. 

25 [FM] Making the most of being alone on Christmas

This Christmas due to a few reasons I was not making the pretty big trip to see family for the holidays, not a big deal to me but was feeling pretty lonely when Christmas day rolled around. So I decided to make the most of it, I put on some holiday themed make-up, a Christmas lingerie gown (Santa red with fluffy white around some of the edges, you’ve probably seen something similar) and took a mirror selfie with an empty wine glass captioned “all alone on Christmas and I’m out of wine 😅”. Then I shared it to my insta story.

It didn’t take long for guys to start DMing me with reactions and offers to bring me wine.

A guy I knew from a previous job who was a good 10 years older than me but handsome offered to drop me off a bottle of bubbly on his way to visit some family as he felt bad. An hour later I created him still in the gown and he poured us two glasses as we caught up. Eventually we moved from the kitchen to my living room and I put on a record. I walked over to him and got on my knees in front of where he was sitting and asked if I could repay his kindness. He was obviously was on board so I blew him while he played with my hair and grabbed my breasts. I swallowed and washed it down with more wine. He wasn’t able to stay much longer than that so I went back through my DMs.

The List. Part 1. [M/F]

Shaking with anticipation Kevin nervously stares at himself in the mirror. His nerves getting the best of him. His inner monolog asking the questions chewing at his soul.
“What if she thinks I’m a pervert? What if she turns her nose up in disgust? I’m not sure I can do this.”
He tightens his grip around a few already wrinkled pieces of paper. Scanning his list, he takes a deep breath and steps out of the bathroom. Allison is tucked comfortably into bed. The blanket pulled up to her chin, she’s playing one of her phone puzzle games paying little attention to anything else in the room. Kevin climbs into the bed next to her. Glancing over he quietly mumbles a question.
“What?” Allison questions.
Clearing his throat Kevin speaks up more clearly this time.
“Can we talk about something?”
Allison closes her game, sits up to give him her full attention.
“Of course.”
Not able to male eye contact, Kevin empties his feelings about his growing sexual frustrations. Allison listens quietly. Absorbing every word flowing from Kevin. After clearing his mind, he eagerly awaits her response. Allison adjusts her glasses looks at Kevin and says….
“Why haven’t you told me this sooner? I’m here as your wife and partner to help you discover and learn these things together. What did you have in mind?”
Kevin visibly releases the tension from his shoulders. Her response better than he imagined. Kevin fumbles for the wrinkled pieces of paper he didn’t realize he was gripping so hard his knuckles turned white.
“Well, I wrote a list of all the things I’ve thought about, had dreams about or just flat out want to try on bed. I even put things on this list outside of my own comfort zone. I was hoping we could pick one together every night and just do it? What do you think?”
Allison asks to see the list.
“Well, obviously that depends on the list. I’m not doing anything with pee or poop. But I’m pretty much willing to try almost anything else. If we come across something I’m not comfortable with can we skip it?”
Kevin, thinks for a moment.
“I mean yeah, but that kind of defeats the purpose of this experience. I’ll tell you what. Let’s male a deal. If you get to opt out of something that makes you uncomfortable than it’s only fair I get to as well. So, if you pass on one I get to pass on one. Deal?”
“Deal!” Allison enthusiastically replies.
After snuggling back down under the covers, Allison brings her phone back up to continue her game, but just before she does, she questions.
“When do we start?”
Kevin hums inquisitively.
“Tomorrow morning after showers?”
“Another deal.” Allison chirps.