[FM]Masters orders : My first spanking

I don’t want to post this, but I must.

Sir demands that I recount one of our encounters to an audience. I am bashful about exposing my slutty secrets. I am a very private person. Detailing my inner most thoughts on a page has taken considerable courage. I do not fancy myself as a writer. This is an exposure unlike any other.

The following happened late last summer.
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One of the privileges of being a real estate agent, is that you have keys to empty property all over the city. I am meeting Sir on my lunch break at a random vacant condo downtown. I am hoping for a secret dirty fuck in the middle of a work day.

I followed his instructions to the letter and staged the empty condo with some essentials. I hang a shower curtain, arrange towels, make ice, chill beer. In the center of the living room floor I have laid out a queen size duvet cover. A vibrator, lube, condoms and brand new collar lay on the floor next to the blanket. The condo is dingy and dark save for a ray of daylight slicing through the living room.

My one and only threesome [MFF]

This is somewhat related to my previous story here and was my second and last sexual adventure with the girl I was dating at the time: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/acq0rs/partner_swap_mf/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/acq0rs/partner_swap_mf/)

It wasn’t too long after what occurred in the previous story that Alicia apparently felt we were more ready for a straight up threesome this time despite the failed foursome that had just occurred not 3 weeks prior and by we, she actually meant herself because she didn’t even ask me if I wanted to this time or say anything about it. She apparently talked one of her long time friends from school, Crystal, into this. Crystal was almost as tall as me, about 5’8, dark hair and complexion with rich dark eyes and petite body type and loved to walk around in the most skimpiest outfits apparently enjoying attention she got from them. Alicia is a tall lanky armed girl about 6’0 or so with an extremely thin waist and cute round butt with long legs and equally long upper body. For better illustration this is Alicia left & Crystal right: [https://i.imgur.com/Se82U4u.jpg](https://i.imgur.com/Se82U4u.jpg)

[FFM] [BDSM] The [F]irst time that both o[F] my DO[M]s [F]ucked me together (Part 1 of 3) (Long and mostly context, but the audio version is good)

(Reader’s notes):

(TL;DR in the comments)

(This is everything that happened on my sixth consecutive night with my two Doms and their other slave, Sweetie. If you’d like to know what led up to this particular night, links to the previous parts are in the comments)

(No, I didn’t mess up the title, there were four people involved. This first post is mostly just context. If you wanna check out the sex, there’s foreplay starts near the middle of this post and the next two posts are pretty much all sex. the next two parts should already be posted if you want to skip the character descriptions)

(The character descriptions are marked by the next “readers note” after the first 11 paragraphs. Judith’s description is at the beginning of Part 9)

(Thank you for reading)

(End readers’ notes)

Part 8 – Prelude

A very important thing to understand about me is that I’m human.

Extramarital – Part 2 [M/f] [bdsm] [married] [mast] [cheating] [spank] [bdsm] [creampie] [rough] [aftercare] [long]

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*New account for my first attempt writing the kind of sexy stories that I enjoy reading – time will tell where it goes. I welcome any and all feedback.*

*This is fiction, please assume that everything I describe is between consenting adults.*

Just as instantly as her mind registered the sound of the Hitachi, He’d landed it precisely where its electrified oscillations would be felt most intensely – in fact, if she hadn’t been strapped down, her body would have completely cleared the bench. His mouth curled into a grin as he began to rhythmically work over her clitoral area with the vibrator’s head, eager to judge her performance.

*“Fuck! He’s getting straight the point!”* – she mentally shifted gears in an attempt to fully engage and respond as expected. Her ass involuntarily arched upward, offering even more of her blooming rose to His efforts. *“Fuck! Breathe, breathe … Hold still! Keep quiet … behave … or else…”*

He watched her carefully as she tensed and relaxed and did her best to stifle her own moans, her pale knuckles giving away just how tightly her hands were gripping what wasn’t there. He adjusted his wrist angle ever-so-slightly and watched her toes curl.

That time I fucked my girlfriend at a sex club [MF]

In many ways Isabelle was similar to most of the women I’ve dated — she was slim, beautiful and smart. She had black hair she cut short and an ass that just filled out her jeans. The difference between her and most of the others girls I’ve dated is she had absolutely enormous tits.

I don’t know the size — I’m always surprised when men know breast sizes. I have no idea how big hers were. I’ll say this — they were big enough that men openly stared when she wore a bathing suit and my dick disappeared into them when I titty fucked her,

Anyway, that was Isabelle – beautiful, smart and stacked.

We had what was basically reasonably vanilla sex life. The occasional kinky night, but usually pretty tame. We ran, however, in circles with people who were pretty wild, including Isabelle’s best friend, Beth, and Beth’s boyfriend, Chris.

Beth had a very wholesome girl next door vibe. She was, literally, a librarian. Auburn hair, a shapely ass and a small chest. Chris, well who cares about Chris. He looked like every white Brooklyn hipster.

Sex on a Golf Course [MF]

This happened at the end of summer ’18. These winter days have me thinking back to ones of warmth, sun, and more revealing dress. The day this happened, everything happened perfectly for us to succeed in our public affection. It was as if the universe knew I wanted this and granted me a wish. We were supposed to go golfing with 2 friends, but they both cancelled that morning leaving us to ourselves, and it being one of the last weeks of summer, one of the last rounds of golf.
When we got to our favorite golf course, I was expected to be paired with 2 people because it is a very popular course, and 4somes are the norm. To my surprise and delight (at the time), we were told we could go out by ourselves. I don’t know if this was them assuming my wife would play slow, but she’s pretty fast (hits it straight), and I was planning on playing a couple of balls if the 4some ahead of us were taking their time. By the 3rd hole we could tell the group ahead of us was going to be an issue. They were playing very slow, lining up every putt, and not very good. By the 6th hole, they were a full hole behind the group in front of them, and my wife called the pro shop to complain. The starter drove out to us and explained that it was the group in front of them that was delaying everyone else, but they were only playing 9. We had our doubts but couldn’t do anything about it. On the 7th hole we were witnessing them driving around looking for their balls, and grew more agitated. By the time we finished the 8th hole and they were just teeing off on the 9th, with no group in front of them, we decided to skip the 9th hole (not my favorite, not scenic, fairly easy, boring) and skip ahead of them for the back 9. As we teed off the 10th green, a beautiful elevated shot, shooting down onto the fairway, beautiful views of the surrounding hills and the majority of the golf course, there wasn’t anyone in sight. We can thank the 2 slow groups in front of us for this! My wife and I were in delight, and our earlier aggravation had melted as we hit beautiful arching drives flying towards the green.
The 10th and 11th hole were fun filled, and we were having a wonderful summer day enjoying each others company and joking and flirting. As we approached the 12th hole, another elevated tee box we flirted and laughed. The tee box is the photo opportunity and we stopped to take some pictures. I suggested she pull down her golf shorts under her skirt and let me take some photos of her beautiful ass as if she was taking a swing and as a posed photo with the beautiful scenery behind. To my delight she agreed and pulled her shorts down and posed for me. We laughed and she could see my golf pants tighten and a bulge start to form. We went down to the green, as it was a short par 3, and went on to finish the hole, her laughing that it must be hard to putt with an erection. And all I would continue to say was ‘worth it’. The next hole (13)is a nice par 4 with the hill from the previous hole on the left and a tree lined creek on the right. We got up to the green and I parked, grabbed my putter and headed down. My wife shortly followed. I’m scoping out my putt and my wife goes to the hole, sticks out her butt bending over a little while taking out the flag, showing me she has taken off her golf shorts under her skirt and I see her bare pussy and ass. All I can muster is an ‘oh my god’, and I miss the putt, no hard feelings. She finishes the hole and we go back to the golf cart. Now the 14th hole tee box is perfect as it is down the hill from the par 3 12 where we took the pictures and right next to the tree lined 13th hole. It is completely secluded, so I go up to my wife and start kissing her while my hands wander below and up and under her skirt. She is very wet, and giggling, and having fun. She starts to feel me as well, and goes down and starts giving me a blowjob as I am leaning against the golf cart and making sure the slow 4some hasn’t made it up the hill (they are no where to be seen).
I know my wife grew up golfing, and had a little bit of a hussy/slutty phase, and she’s told me shes blown and gotten fingered on a golf course before but shes never had sex, so I say I want to be the first and only guy to have sex with her on the golf course. She says ‘ok but just a few pumps’. She gets up on the stairs to the tee box, turns around and presents her lovely ass to me. I easily slide in from behind and grab her amazing dds from behind while thrusting up into her. We’re both enjoying it and moaning together, and she says ‘ok that’s enough’ as I am squeezing her tits and throbbing inside her. Something came over me, and I just replied ‘I can’t stop’, and I pushed her down onto all fours on the soft tee box grass in front of her, and I get behind her, kneel, grab her hips and reinsert my hard cock into her soaked pussy. I start going hard into doggy, grab her hair, and pushing my dick as far as I can into her. Shes trying not to be loud but starts moaning, and begging for me to cum in her. I feel like I am going to explode from the first thrust and tell her I am going to cum, and not going to last. She says ‘Cum in this pussy’ and I explode as I grip her hair and push as far deep as I can. I think I last all of 40sec after pushing her down. Luckily the restroom is located at that hole, and she goes in to clean herself up, and I am reeling from the experience. I waited for her to come out, and we just laugh and smile about it. Whats even more is, we both pared that hole after our amazing session!
The day went on great, had a wonderful time, we both shotgunned a beer on the 16th hole, and ended our summer on a high note.

Milk On Hot Tap (lactation, adult breastfeeding, interracial)

**Milk On Hot Tap**

Greco’s was opened just this previous year in my hometown as a Mediterranean style restaurant with more of a Greek kind of theme and a sports bar. I was intrigued by the small restaurant as I’m a foody type of guy. I also appreciated their gesture to Greco-Roman wrestling as I once wrestled in high school. I looked around on their website a few months before they opened and overall, I wasn’t surprised by anything on their menu with such dish options as taramasalata, moussaka, octopus, as well as other grilled meats and veggie dishes. It definitely piqued my appetite until I came to the fine print below.

As I read over the last dessert dishes on the last page, I noticed down at the bottom it said in the smallest print “Milk bar in the back.”. I was absolutely perplexed by this as I’ve never heard of this before. Now, I’ve spent my time in bars, especially during my college days but this seemed to catch a neuron in my brain.

[MF] Bookish girlfriend arrives with a surprise

The doorbell rings and I bounce up excitedly – I’ve been waiting for that sound for ages it feels. I answer the door and am instantly confused, amused and turned on. It’s my girlfriend, but not how I expected her. She is dressed in a short plaid skirt, black tights, white shirt buttoned low with loose striped tie, hair in plaits and freckles drawn onto her cheeks. She gives me a smile and walks past me into my house. I see her Dad’s car drive away. “I told him we were going to a school disco night” she offers as way of explanation.

I follow her into the front room where she beckons me to sit on the sofa, smiling in a knowing way. I sit, and she sits across from me, now giggling. She’s loving how lost I look. She parts her legs lifts her skirt and begins rubbing the fabric of her tights between her legs, cheekily maintaining eye contact. She can see I’m totally out of my depth and loving it. She dips a hand into her tights for a few moments- her eyes close and she lightly bites her lip-her fingers return moist. She pops one into her mouth and winks.

The Meeting ~ part two

Tanya remembered where the towels and wash cloths were, grabbing them and proceeded to undress as though no one else was in the room. My apartment was small…a living room/bedroom, a small kitchen area and a tiny bathroom where even one person felt crowded. I wondered if the feeling of having to live in a cramped space had anything to do with her wanting to leave and to stay away for so long.

As she showered, Tanya hummed happy songs, which was her usual way, and it seemed as if she’d never gone out into the cold cruel world to find her own path. She was back (at least to visit). And, I needed to be happy with that. And, besides, just at the perfect moment, we’d now be able to explore (sexually) in a way we had talked about doing, years ago.

“How long are intending on staying,” I asked the naked goddess standing before me. “Is it just for the weekend? Did you get an extended time off from your job?”

Sister in law(part 5)[sil, clothed, foolin’ around]

*The need for tags sometimes give the plot away:*

I must admit I am kind’a out of my league here.

While I have had fantasies about this, I don’t really know what to do or expect, and my lack of knowing her position is a bit perplexing.

Should I call or text her? Should I buy her things? Should I expect something at all really?

At least I now have my first instructions, so I change my morning routines and start shaving on a daily basis.

I again don’t see or hear from her…from Princess for a few days, hoping that she, too, is just making it up as she goes.

A few days later, however I get a cryptic text:

Remember the rules.

Hoping this isn’t some secret code I didn’t pick up on, but rather a warning that she might stop by on her way home tonight, I’m thankful to have change my routine.

And thankfully I was right as once again I see her car as I pull into the driveway that night, and as I note that hers is the only one there, my heart skips a beat.