Erotic Stories from Wylde in Bed - Fast Track to Desire: Part 1-An MFF Erotic Story of Escape and Discovery

Episode Date: October 24, 2025

You can enjoy exclusive and intense erotic audio by grabbing your copy of the Wylde Erotic App on the Apple Store, or downloading the very unofficial and unapproved Android version from WyldeInBed.com  In the shadows of a life she never wanted, Mel finds herself ensnared by her cop ex-husband—a drunken walrus who won't let her forget the past. His refusal to pay alimony comes with a twisted demand for intimacy that leaves her feeling more disgusted with herself each day.But when a moment of reckless impulse ignites an unexpected shopping trip with her best friend, everything changes. As they peel away the layers of their mundane lives, Mel and her friend embark on a whirlwind journey of erotic exploration, pushing the boundaries of friendship and desire. With every mile they drive, Mel learns that escape isn’t just about distance; it's about confronting the darkest corners of her heart.  Can Mel outrun the chains of her past while discovering pleasure in the arms of not one, but two passionate lovers? Join Mel on this tantalizing ride, where the road to self-discovery is paved with BDSM, dark romance, and the thrill of uncharted intimacy.   Buckle up for a story that dares to explore the depths of desire and the exhilarating freedom found in embracing one's true self. In Fast Track to Desire, every turn promises a new revelation, and every stop could lead to a love she never expected. Are you ready to take the plunge?

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Mel is played by her cop ex-husband, a drunken walrus of a man who refuses to pay alimony. The only reason he has anything to do with her is to have sex that no one else will give him, and every time they do, She feels more disgusted with herself Until a moment of impulse Thrusts her and her best friend

Into a shopping trip like no other But how fast does now have to drive To escape her past Hi, it's Devlin And welcome to another episode of Wildenbed Your destination for salacious stories Sensual Satisfaction and finger-licking good fantasies.

Now, tonight's story is inspired by a rather well-known movie. I'm not going to say which one. I'm sure you'll work it out before the end, probably about five lines in, in fact. But it is inspired. Inspiration. Inspiration comes from some funny places at times, as you probably notice with some of my stuff,

if you've worked out would inspired it. and not just your little fantasies. Well, you know, if you want a fantasy here, all you have to do is email me, Devlin at wildembed.com. And I will do my best to satisfy that urge. You know this podcast is best enjoyed laying on your bed. You are on your bed, aren't you?

Those earbuds in. Your clothes are loose. Just closing your eyes. Surrendering to the pleasure of my voice. Caressing over your body. And when you're ready, to submit to your desires, just take a nice, deep breath and hold it for a moment.

and then release it with a sigh, letting go of any tension, any stress. For the next 20 minutes or so, it's just you in my voice. This is your time, your time to relax, your time for sensuous satisfaction, your time to discover your inner desires. as you listen to my voice and let yourself drift into the story the all too familiar drunken snore echoed around Melissa's bedroom

she glared at the ceiling fan as it carved its circular arc in the shadows reflecting the streetlights outside she couldn't decide if she were more angry at him or herself They had split up over three years ago now And every time he called to discuss the outstanding Allemoney payments She led him straight back into her bed

And not a dime was ever discussed And it was always the same fiasco He climbed on He fucked her Then he fell into a drunken stupor Making her feel cheaper than the last time It wasn't even as if the sex had been any good. It never had.

Oh, he wanted her to give him blow jobs on demand. He wanted her to dress sexy. He wanted her to put all the effort in. While over the course of their 20 years together, he descended into the alcoholic blob he was now. And in all that time, he had never once gone down on her. her, never kissed her with affection, never caressed her. His fingers, his lips just smeared over her

face in her body, leaving a trail of whiskey to remind her of the occasion, pushing his alcohol riddled carcass off her body. She listened to him grunt in his sleep. She felt disgusting. Her body crawled from his presence. Melissa rose from the bed. The biting chill of her room reminded her of the curse of winter in these parts. Just 4pm and it was already dark, but she really didn't want to be here when he awoke. And expected feeding to cure his hangover.

Give her some belittling talk, some emotional abuse before he left. Why on earth would she want to be around for that? that. Jumping into the shower, she tried to wash away the memory of the past 30 minutes to cleanse her body of this man once again. Twenty years, not one orgasm because of him. Slipping on some panties and jeans, along with a loose sweater, as quietly as she could, she slipped downstairs. His car keys were exactly where he had left them, on the living room floor when he had staggered in. Picking them up, she looked at them for the longest moment. He probably wouldn't even

notice her borrowing his pride and joy, probably still be unconscious until she got home. She reasoned, besides which he did owe a close on $10,000 in alimony payments that his friends in the cops, ensured was never collected or enforced. A rise were drawn to a single matte black key, quite different to the rest, one that symbolised everything that was wrong with this relationship. Even hanging there on a key ring, it sent to chill down her spine. Despite its innocuous appearance, Melissa shrugged to herself and grinned a broad, evil grin. as she stared at it, almost as if it was willing her to do something she shouldn't.

Quietly she ascended the stairs. He still lay prone on the bed, oblivious to the world. Perfect, she thought. Picking up his pants from the floor, she quietly felt around his belt until she found the small leather pouch that housed his handcuffs. His wallet fell from the back pocket. Melissa held her breath for a moment, in case it woke him. But all he did was mumble in his sleep. Whenever Melissa had confronted him or done anything he didn't want her to, she had ended up handcuffed to a radiator until he deemed fit to release her.

Many a long night had passed with Melissa wondering if, if he would ever return, or if he would just leave her there to die alone. Silently, she slipped the handcuffs from their pouch and clipped one cuff around his wrist, the other she firmly attached to the bed head. Miraciously he barely moved. He'd always given her the impression that if she tried anything at night, he would react from years of military training. training and couldn't be held accountable for his actions. Hardly the drunken sloth she saw on the bed now.

Melissa slipped back down the stairs and out the front door with his wallet and keys in hand, closing it quietly behind her. Unfortunately, his pride and joy, a 69 Mustang didn't quite understand the concept of quietly starting But then she resolved He was probably too drunk to notice just now And if he did, well He was a bit late

Pulling out onto the street She suddenly stopped and thought Now what She didn't want to go far She just wanted to feel free for a couple of hours For the first time in her life Taking a right She headed toward her best friend Gwynne

house, Gwyn was the sensible one out of the two of them. She would ensure she didn't stray too far down the path of iniquity. Within 10 minutes she pulled up outside her house, with a roar from the Mustang engine, triggering several neighbours' car alarms. Approaching the door, Gwyn was already in the doorway. Wait to make an entrance, Mel. She said, Well, you know, gotta let people know I borrowed Max Mustang for an evening to take my best friend's shopping. Really? Mac let you have his baby for an evening? When asked, the surprise in her voice palpable, Mel held up the keys and jangled them in response. Well, Kev's away tonight, so I guess we can go shopping. Have you anywhere in mind?

Mel's mind cast back to the lacklust of sex earlier and said, Oh yes, but it's a surprise. As the engine roared to life again, Mel for once could understand why Mack felt so powerful in this car. She felt powerful in it, as weak as he made her feel. Snaking through the darkened streets with a deceptive ease. The car vibrated under the two ladies, with such an intensity it resonated through their bodies, causing aches they had quite forgotten.

It didn't take long before Mel was approaching her destination. Close your eyes. She said to Quinn. Abediently, Quinn closed her eyes, a suspicious grin spreading across her face, pulling into the empty parking lot. Mel said, Wait there and keep your eyes closed.

I'll help you out of the car. The car engine dimmed to silence as she turned the key and stepped out of the car. Dancing around the vehicle, she opened the passenger's door and took Gwyn's hand, leading her from her seat. The parking lot was new and easy for the two ladies to traverse,

even with one of them effectively blind. After a few steps, Mel pushed the store door open with her butt To be greeted with a cheerful bell ring Guiding Gwynne inside She waited for the door to swing closed before saying You can open them now Gwynne's eyes blinked open Assaulted by bright stall lights, mirrors and reflective crumb

It took Gwyn a moment to realise where she was A lingerie store She asked critically Well it's not just lingerie All sorts of fun things It's just opened I saw it in the paper I thought we might find something fun here Gwynne looked suspiciously around the store

I've never had anything like this She said Nor have I Which makes it perfect I'd excitedly A young man emerged from the back ladies. I was just going to shut up as it had been such a quiet day. The two friends eyed him suspiciously.

Don't women normally run these places? Mel asked. Oh, this isn't my store. I'm working here over Christmas on the quiet days. Dad says I have to get some real-life work experience rather than just going to law school. Mel just shrugged her shoulders saying, Okay, a handsome young man's opinion on what would look good on me would help, I'm sure.

The man blushed at her comments, staring at his feet as he kicked them nervously. Taking pity on the young man, Gwynn asked. What's your name? Plenty of people have been intimidated by Mel's forwardness in the past. And Gwynn was an old hand at picking up. up the pieces. Oh, it's Jake, Miss.

He said sheepishly. Well, Jake, I'm Gwyn, and my rather forward friend is Mel. Could you show us some of your more popular lines, please? Gwynn asked, hoping to restore some of the man's confidence. Of course, miss, right this way. Were you looking for toys or just lingerie? Jake replied with enthusiasm. Let's start with lingerie and work our way up.

Whatever you think would suit us. Gwynn said, dancing along the aisles. Gwynn watched him and began to wonder if he had actually sold anything at all. He was so excited by the prospect of selling to them. Suddenly he came to a halt and reached onto the hangar. retrieving a pearl white satin robe and teddy.

He handed it to Gwynne. It's for you, he said. It's feminine and seductive. Staring deeply into Gwynne's eyes, his gaze pleading for her acceptance. Gwynn took the laundry from his hand. She had to admit it was a lot more sensual than her usual choice of underwear. and one that Kev would no doubt approve of.

Thank you, Jake, she said with sincerity. And for Mel? He studied Mel for the longest moment, before setting off down the aisles again. The two friends struggling to keep up with him. Once again, he came to a sudden jarring halt as he reached his destination. Stretching into the rail,

he removed a deep purple, bustier with black lace trim detail and handed it to Mel, blushing furiously. And why this one for me? She asked. Oh, because you're so sexy. Once any man is near a bed with you, there is only going to be one thought on his mind. Jake said, a furious red covering his face. This just emphasises it

Mel cast her mind back to the long line of failed relationships If only that were true she thought And what about toys Neither of us have any experience with toys So need something easy to use But with maximum effect Mel said Amused by the spreading blush over his skin

and growing erection in his pants. Following him through the store, his steps less energetic, as if the poor lad was feeling uncomfortable in his own pants. He stopped again by a shelf full of toys and selected a box. This is the ravishing rose. It's very popular. Apparently it feels like having your clit, sucked and licked. He said, his focus squarely on the,

ground. Dark thoughts and dreams played Mel's mind of a man actually licking her pussy, as she said, oh can I try it? We don't normally let customers try the toys before buying them for hygiene reasons. He said sheepishly. Mel reached into a clutch bag and produced Max Wallet, removing his credit card, she passed it to Jake. And what say you close up now? So I won't be disturbed. Jake smiled nervously as he took the card to the checkout, completing the purchase

and leaving the two friends alone with their lingerie and toys as he set off to close the store. Mel took the opportunity to slip into a changing room. Before closing the curtain, she turned to. Quinn and said, Come on, Quinn, join the party. Try your lingerie on. See how it feels.

Before closing the curtain with a flourish, Quinn's shoulders dropped, and she sighed as she entered the neighbouring cubicle, slipping out of her drabbed dayclose. She stood naked for a while in front of the mirror, studying herself and wondering when time had become so mean, slipping the white lingerie over her skin. She had to admit it was a good choice. She definitely felt sexier in it. Placing the robe over her shoulders, she swished it back and

forth, turning her body this way and that, playfully posing in front of the full-length mirror. Mel's voice sounded from next door. How's it feel? It feels great. She was a very. She was replied, very sexy. Oh, come look at mine. Mel called, sounding more mischievous than normal. Wynn moved between the changing rooms and stared at a friend in the purple

and black lace bustier. Jake has got an eye for this. Some young lady will be happy she met him one day. Mel said. Mel pulled up a chair from the corner of the changing room. and sat on it, holding the ravishing rose in her hand, turning it, her eyes masked with confusion.

How do you think this works? She asked. Did you read the instructions? Gwynnard sternly, taking the unopened booklet from the box and glaring at her friend disapprovingly. Of course not. Mel replied. You place it on your clit and then press the button on the side. Gwyn ventured. It actually works better if you lube it first and slide it up and down your pussy. Jake's disembodied voice said outside the cubicle as his hand pushed helpfully inside, holding a tube of lube.

Wyn took the lube and thanked him before passing it to Mel, like this. Mel asked, a little customer service place. I am a toy virgin, you know. Awkwardly, Jake entered the cubicle, trying to avoid looking directly at the toy, presently glowing between Mel's open thighs. Yes, that's it. You can turn up the power if you like. He said helpfully. Mel fondled the toy and closed her eyes as the powering crows. priest, immersing herself in the pleasure. Fuck that feels good. She said gripping the side of the seat with her free hand,

the initial tremors of a climax threatened her body. Suddenly she stopped to have fixed her gaze on Jake. Cancer I can be sure it's like having my pussy licked or sucked. As I've never actually experienced either. You haven't? Jake responded. Is Adam Apple bobbing nervously? Not until now.

She purred, her hand reaching up and grasping Jake's firm erection through his pants, pulling him down onto his knees. Mel put her legs over his shoulders and growled. Show me, while she watched his head slide between her thighs in the mirror, Leaning back against the cubicle wall, she sank into the sensation of his lips, rushing gently up and down her pussy. The warmth of his breath caressing her damp folds and accentuating the trembling sensation already growing. Slowly at first, his tongue caressed just inside her lips, exploring, sliding up and down the full length of her pussy, the sensations engulfing her body completely.

Suddenly, his tongue wrapped around her clit, dragging it between his teeth, before flicking it feverishly, sucking it like an animal possessed. His fingers explored inside her pussy, thrusting firmly. The combined sensation of his tongue and fingers pushed me. her body into overdrive, feeling her orgasm, grasping at her body. She opened her eyes, wanting to watch the reflection of his head, moving between her thighs, as she caught a glimpse of Quinn in the mirror. Her hand pressed firmly between her thighs and stroking herself enthusiastically. Taking Jake's spare arm, she guided it towards Quinn, pushing his fingers between

Quinn's thighs. His fingers rolled over her clit, pinching it gently, before rubbing it furiously. Gwyn shot Mell a surprise look, but she didn't move his hand away. She was too close to her own climax for him to stop. Watching him stroke her friend's clit while he fingered and sucked her Pussy confirmed her orgasm and Mel's legs tensed around his head, pulling him in tight against her as the throbbing in her pussy clutched along his fingers. Her core trembled as she closed her eyes again and surrendered to pleasure. Mowing loudly, her sounds echoed by the pleasure Gwyn was obviously feeling as the cubicle resonated with the sound of the two women's satisfaction, releasing her grip on Jake.

Mel opened her eyes, eventually managing to say, I definitely prefer your way. Her gaze burning desire into Jake's. Slowly Jake stood up. Obviously a little unsure about what just happened. Would you like your lingerie repackaged? He ventured, trying to reclaim some sort of normality. No, it's okay, Mel said.

We'll just put our normal day clothes on over it. Feels a bit naughty here that way. Jake looked soporific as he left the changing booth. The two friends put their jeans and sweaters on over the lingerie. Apart from Gwyn's robe, which they carefully folded into a bag, Think I may have to make this a regular visit. Mel said, the customer service is excellent. Giggling as they walked toward the main door.

Jake turned the key and unlocked the door. The door bowed chiming happily as they left. The skies had truly opened while they'd been inside and rain was bouncing off the tarmac outside. Seeing the Mustang was actually the only car in the lot, Mel asked. Where's your car, Jake? Oh, I have to call my dad to get him to collect me. Hush, get into the Mustang.

We'll drive you home. It's the least we can do for all your help. Pondering the thought for a moment, he eventually nodded his agreement, sliding onto the rear seat. You'll have to give me directions. Mel said as she started the engine with its now familiar roar. Head west on 610. That'll get us in the right direction.

Once we're there, I'll give you some further directions. He said helpfully. Mel pulled the car out into the empty roads. Obviously everyone was now at home, or not venturing out because of the rainstorm. Guiding the car onto the 610, rain drum loudly on the roof and windshield as they entered the empty highway.

Suddenly the sound of police sirens exploded behind them. A flashing red and blue light dance in the rearview mirror. Shit, Mac. Mel mumbled. I thought you'd borrowed the car. Gwynn asked. Stress sounding in every letter. I did, I just never told Mac.

I figured it was worth it. After all the pack alimony he owes me, Mel said as she pressed the pedal to the floor and carved their route forward through the dark and rain. So, part one of our little story. Did you spot the movie? Of course you did. So what's going to happen to these two?

And what's going to happen to poor Jake? He thought he was just getting a lift home? Not anymore, obviously. And I wonder what erotic journeys. The three of them might explore. next week. Wow. You're just going to have to wait till then, aren't you? So until then, and always with your pleasure in mind, this is Devlin Wilde wishing you salacious dreams. As you have enjoyed tonight's story, take one moment right now and download the Central

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