Women Gone Wild Novels & Stories

Jim had always been the odd man out in his group of friends. The only boy surrounded by four gorgeous, vivacious women – Zoe, Kiwi, Siwi, and Tiwi. They had been inseparable since college, but now, as they gathered at a luxurious hotel for Zoe's wedding weekend, the tension was palpable. Jim could feel the weight of their hungry gazes, the subtle brushes of their fingers against his skin. They all wanted him, and he wanted them just as badly.

Smiling softly at the strength that the woman was trying to lend her. It made her heart beat faster; she was beginning to have feelings for the wolf. Candy didn’t look like she would be the affectionate type to Annie, with her wild pink streaked blue hair. Her arms were bare in the tank top she had on, showing arms that were muscular from beating away at her drums. Her shorts didn’t do much to cover up legs that were toned and strong from hours spent running.

The streamers and influencers she had invited to ruin me would now be the ones to destroy her. Everyone was pointing at her and gossiping about her. She then saw Kieran. She crawled toward him on her hands and knees. Clutching his pant leg, she said, "Kieran, you have to believe me. Helen set me up!" However, the saintly image he once held for her was long gone after he saw her hooking up with ten men. He had been waiting for her to apologize. He kicked Chloe away and said coldly, "Get lost, you disgusting, promiscuous woman! You've shared those lips with half the city. Do you still expect me to see you as a virgin and marry you?"

If it wasn’t anyone else, it had to be the person right in front of him. Jessica took a sip of wine and smiled at Chris. “What, Collin is simple and harmless, and I’m the ruthless woman? Don’t forget, the Wilder Group has always been led by women. If I have been able to stay in this position for so many years without being sidelined by those men, it’s because of my tactics.” “I know, I just happen to like ruthless beauties. If you were also simple and harmless, maybe...” Chris left the sentence hanging with a big suspense.

I like watching the Girls Gone Wild videos online sometimes. And I think of the girls in the videos and wonder what consequences there are in their lives. Episode 50. Punishment Scene is in a luxurious living room of a house. An angry man in his late 50s is angry at a blonde around 19 or 20. She's wearing a halter top and tight shorts and socks and tennis shoes. To the man's side but a bit behind him is his trophy wife. She's a tall, slender brunette in her mid 30s. She's wearing a modest but very flattering black skirt with a modest black blouse. She has an elegant necklace, two elegant bracelets on one wrist, and elegant earrings that dangle down. She's also wearing some elegant high heels

She drew in a breath when she realized she’d very much like to know what it was like to be strapped to that thing. A squeal drew her attention to the group gathered at the far end of the room. Now that she could see better in the dark, she could make out a woman lying, naked and restrained, face down, on a raised platform, surrounded by a group of men wearing business suits. Scratch that--they weren’t all men. One was a woman, wearing a leather bodysuit. The men and the woman were taking turns holding a vibrating wand against the restrained woman’s exposed pussy. Willow realized they were making the woman come over and over again, and, despite what one may think, that didn’t seem to be a com

"We'll disappear once we get the money. He'll never find us." Then, she kicked me in the stomach. Pain exploded through me. I curled over with a sharp gasp as cold sweat poured down my face. A little later, Dylan returned with a grim expression on his face. When he looked at Vanessa, his eyes showed obvious irritation. He snapped, "Are you done? She's my wife. What kind of coward beats a defenseless woman?" Vanessa stared at him in disbelief. Dylan completely ignored her. He crouched before me and started fumbling with the ropes, his hands trembling.

Instead, she’d embraced her sexuality, which was fine but left her without any deep, meaningful connections with men—except for her high school best friend, who didn’t count. “Let’s cut to the chase,” Mrs. Wilder said. “Are you looking for a fling? Two men? Marriage, kids, a white picket fence? Or maybe a man to tie you up and do wicked things?” “Mrs. Wilder!” Nita gasped, caught off guard. She’d been lost in her thoughts and forgot how blunt Mrs. Wilder could be. Tally had warned her about the woman’s unconventional style, but this was next-level.

scorching. Women were dancing and walking around naked while men were emptying their pockets... Some just kissed each other full on the lips while others made love... no, fucked on the chairs, the couches and even in the hallways. It was pure bestiality. Even though she saw this scene every weekend, she still felt uncomfortable in her thong. At first, she preferred to retreat to a quiet place so she wouldn't succumb to temptation. However, she wanted to know what it felt like to have sex, to fuck like crazy, to get plastered, to get high but... not like this! She had never known a man in her life and she had just turned 24, 3 months ago...

She knew what was going to happen to her tonight. All the women of their pack were surrounding her. There were twenty women. Their eyes were burning with desire. The look on their faces was enough to make her pussy drip. Her breathing started turning ragged as she felt the roaming hands and lips on her body. Two women were licking each of her feet after spreading her legs wide enough. Three women were licking her navel and abdomen and two were licking her thighs. "Look at me." A woman whispered as she grabbed Maya's chin and smashed her lips on her. She felt lips on her neck of two other women. And then her boobs were grabbed in a harsh grip.