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[MF] I Accidentally Sent My Much Older Apartment Manager A Dick Pic, And She Liked It? (PART TWO)

[PART ONE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e16er5/mf_i_accidentally_sent_my_much_older_apartment/)

I promised eight days ago that I would continue this story, so here I am for all you dirty people. It probably would have been sooner, but Thanksgiving was last week. I spent most of the week eating, watching movies, and enjoying the supreme relaxation that comes with a four-day weekend.

Anyway, let’s go back in time again. There I was in my little apartment, exhausted, sitting on my bed with my dick still out trying to process what just happened. I probably sat there for a solid 15 minutes with a big ass smile on my face before getting up to take a shower. Obviously, I had to cum again in the shower. When something that arousing happens, your extreme desire doesn’t go away with just one release. You need at least two.

After getting out of the shower, I checked my phone hoping to find a text from Maria saying some x-rated Hallmark type shit like, “That was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever experienced!” but instead all that was on my phone was a mood killing news alert about Trump. Nothing slashes a boner in half faster than politics. Read more »

Mary’s Adventure, Final Part [FF][FM]

Part 1 is [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e1nckz/marys_adventure_part_1_of_6_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

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EPILOGUE – FRIDAY

I woke up slowly, not to any alarm or loud noise, but a gentle realization that I was not alone. Granted, Gina had been with me all night, as far as I knew, but in the morning light, with her warm, naked body pressed against my back, I slowly returned to conversation, as relaxed and, frankly, as happy as I could ever remember being. I laid there for a long while, staring out the window on the sunny paradise that I had been reborn into over the past week. In twelve hours or less, I couldn’t see a clock from where I was, I would be back home, back to housework and dutiful living and…and Frank. Read more »

Sara’s Self Discovery Part 8 [BDSM] [Oral] [Anal]

My god I thought I’ve created a monster, I have never seen a kiss filled with such passion as I was witnessing now.

Our hostess June and another lady unhooked Gem and helped walk/carry her to a sofa along the wall.
June sat with Gem and cradled her as she lay recovering from an orgasm the likes of which she had never before experienced.

As this was taking place two other ladies one of whom was our sales girl from earlier walked up to “Sub” and led him up to the vacant set of cuffs that previously held Gem.
Before they cuffed him the took their time stripping him of his clothes, it appears that “Sub” had lost his earlier hesitation and was getting into the role of sub.

As the girls removed his pants our sales girl spoke up and saying “We have here something special,
his master has him caged to prevent his erection from making itself known, lets see how much he can stand before this beautiful cock bursts the welds on his cage.”
As “Sub” was hoisted up he began to play to the crowd, swinging his hips an smiling at all the woman present in the room. Read more »

Suspended Fantasy

I’m just leaving work and my phone pings:
“You leaving work?”
How such a simple question can hit me like a bolt of electricity, I do no know. But fuck, I love when you show me how well you know my day, especially when I’m pretty sure I know what’s coming next…
“Yes, sir.”
“Good. Come here.”

I hop into my car, hands a little shaky with excitement. I head over to your place eagerly looking forward to seeing you. “The door is unlocked” pings to my phone as I turn onto your street.

I quietly open the door, locking it behind me. I slide into your room, and you’re laid out on your bed, looking right at me. I freeze, caught between fear and arousal. You get up from the bed and head over to me, all confident and strong in your movement. You gently brush some hair back behind my ear before balling your hand up into a fist that’s full of my hair right at the nape of my neck. Read more »

[MM] Giving my first blowjob

I’ve always known I was Bisexual.
It’s never bothered me and I’ve never felt ashamed or like I didn’t know who I was. That being said, I’ve never actively sought out homosexual experiences. I’m not interested in dating men, and I have a very specific type of men that I find attractive.

When I was 19 I moved to a town hours away from my friends and family and started going to a community college. And that’s where I met him.
For anonymity’s sake we’ll call him Dave.
Dave was 4 years older than me, super skinny, blonde, and about 6’1. He was ex military. Not my type.
Dave and I had the same history and economics class and when we were in between classes we would hang out and smoke cigarettes together. We became pretty good friends and occasionally we would hang out outside of school. Mostly we just go out to eat.
Dave never hinted to me that he was into men but he never seemed to be interested in women. Read more »

I went from watching to fucking – our first swinger club experience [MF]

My husband and I have been together for over fifteen years and have been active in the life swinger lifestyle for almost ten. I’ve always enjoyed the stories, openness and talented writers that put themselves out here to be read, judged a criticized. I’m not the best writer especially when it comes to erotica but I thought we would try :)

After a lot of back of forth and realizing we finally wanted to take the plunge we chatted with our friends who knew were open in the lifestyle. They’re open, gorgeous, success and most importantly make my husband and I feel comfortable.

She’s thirty two, absolutely gorgeous and very down-to-earth. She has silky dark hair and hung straight around her slender frame. Her pale skin was perfect, unmatched except by her gaze. Her eyes were like deep precious stones, something that looked like a mix between an amethyst and a sapphire. It’s hard to tell exactly where if it’s her confidence that people are attracted to or her petite peek figure. Read more »

[MF] A Cute Encounter With a Room-mate

A few months ago, two women moved in with me, Charlie and Emilia. We had been friends for 8 years, and had a decent bit of trust between us. Emilia, being the warmer one, had little problem exposing herself to me, and on one occasion, trialed lingerie in front of me, despite her having a boyfriend at the time. We’ve had no sexual relationship, however, and our relationship is constrained to mild displays of sexuality. There’s no love between us.

I’m often seen as an effeminate man, and I admit that, somewhat, I act in a feminine manner. I’m that little boy to other girls, the person everyone sees as their own child. My voice is pitched higher, I wear scarves and, perhaps most importantly, I show little sexual desire. Probably for that reason, all of my roommates are female, and I the male friend who is all but one of their own. My apparent non-sexuality does have a few benefits: the two I live with act like themselves, and generally disregard the concept of decency around me. They’ll wear skimpy shorts and airy tops, seemingly without regard for my male presence. Sometimes, given that we’re low budget dwellers, they’ll cuddle against me on the couch in the winter, and rest their hands on my warm thighs. I’ve had them even fall asleep in my lap. Read more »

My MILF on the Golf Course [Str8][mF][MILF]

The country club isn’t always a great place to find girls, especially girls my age. Not many 18 or 19 year old chicks hang out at a golf course or the tennis courts unless their parents drag them for some lame brunch. For that reason, my summer job as a caddy was the worst. While my friends were off ogling girls in bikinis while they worked as a lifeguard, I was following middle-aged men around, carrying their golf bags as they knocked back Coors Light after Coors Light. The days were long, the sun was hot, and though I made some decent money, I was bored to tears and tired as hell. June dragged on and July was even worse. There was no way in hell I was going to come back to this crappy job next summer.

All of that changed the second week of August. Mr. Schmidt, one of the club’s top golfers, called me on Monday night and told me there was to be a change for his tee time the following morning. Instead of Mr. Schmidt, his two co-workers, and his chief client, Mrs. Schmidt and three other women from the country club would be taking the spot. When he said this, I was hopeful that he would tell me not to come in, but instead, he asked me to caddy for the four women. I naturally agreed, as my work wouldn’t change that drastically at all. I’d still be carrying clubs either way. Read more »