Author: AllTheBoysIveFckedB4

The ultimate condom quest [FM]

*Ive been trying to write a vulnerable story and can’t get though it. Enjoy this fun one as I tease it out…*

I’m an excellent wingman. Really, I’m the fucking best.

Even when I might have partaken in certain substances.

Two of my best friends met at a music festival a couple of years ago. I knew they would fuck before they did. They’re both hot and cool AF. She’s a cute hippie and he’s a southern catch who had just been cheated on.

We stayed in two tents. I offered to stay with Hippie Friend but she said she didn’t mind sharing with Southern Boy. She claimed she didn’t want to split up my husband and me, but I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.

*Yall are about to fuck.*

The first night we were there we hear them stay up talking to 5:00. The next morning they crawl out of bed looking like hell and I assume they had finally fucked. I cornered Southern Boy later for details but he shrugged me off and said neither of them have a condom. Read more »

Apparently I can’t suck dick when I’m high [FM]

I needed a comedic break after some of my hardcore posts (i.e. I needed aftercare). Enjoy another purely comical story that is absolutely not sexy…

Having a high sex drive can get tricky.

A few years ago I went to get an IUD in and had a some issues. After my doctor tried a few times she was afraid I was going to pass out because it was painful AF.

*She didn’t even ask for my safeword or anything.*

Anyway, she decided I needed a “mild pain killer” before returning.

*I’m very sensitive to medication btw. Things hit me at a 10 when it’s supposed to be a 3.*

I’m not quite sure what she gave me. I just know on my way there I took those sweet pills and was suddenly far less nervous when they kicked in right before my appointment.

I want to emphasize a point: I was feeling great and in my head I was acting 100% normal. I was legitimately proud because I was conducting myself with such grace under the circumstances and thought my “high” was a form of relief. Read more »

She’s out of our league[FF]

For years I’ve had a small crush on one of my friends. I’m married, but I’m pretty sure my husband is just as much in love with her and we’ve reached a mutual understanding that we both periodically stalk her social media for her political posts and photos of her in effortlessly sexy outfits.

*Being married to a bisexual woman has certain advantages.*

I met her at a random event about three years ago and almost couldn’t speak to her I was so nervous. She’s a teeny bit famous so I knew who she was, but I was kind of hoping her TV/online persona didn’t live up to expectations. She exceeded them. I simply wasn’t expecting her to be so down to earth and sweet. I was almost praying she was a jerk so I could find a damn flaw.

The thing is, it’s not just that she’s kind of famous and beautiful. Although the fact that she’s basically perfect looking doesn’t help the situation. I usually don’t describe people physically but her body is just… Wow. She’d be fun to have sex with. Still, I’m an 8 who can pretty easily pull a 10 so this does not bother me. Read more »

Rules are made to be drunkenly broken [FM]

I used to date a guy I had rough sex with. After an unfortunate incident where I got hurt when we were having drunk sex he instituted a rule where he wouldn’t fuck me if I had been drinking.

We mostly stuck to it.

We were in an obscure country where certain quarters were a bit conservative, especially when it came to serving me alcohol. We found a creative way around this was to say I was his wife. When a certain bar tender pointed out our passports had different last names, I froze.

“That’s because… we’re on our honeymoon. We just got married,” my friend finally said.

The bar tender’s face lit up. “Congratulations! Have a special drink on me!”

That special drink turned into 6. Folks at the bar were very excited for us and kept buying us drinks and no one questioned my consumption for once. Those six drinks turned into two bottles of wine back at my apartment. By the time we went to bed we were both squarely wasted and giggly about the events of the evening. Read more »

The hard limit I didn’t know I had [FF]

I went on a date with a girl I met on Tinder. She was lovely, but I was a little weirded out by the fact that she was younger than me. It was only a three year difference but she was still in college and I’m just generally attracted to older people.

I’ve always been into feminine women but she was hyper girly to the point it was distracting. I don’t think it would have mattered if we had been the same age but the rainbow sweaters were throwing me off.

I mean, she was hot though.

After a couple of dates she finally invited me back to her place. I accept… even though it’s a little odd she lives in a dorm.

We make out quite a bit on the way there and she’s an excellent kisser.

*Maybe age is just a number.*

At one point in the walk she pulls me to the side and makes out with me against a brick wall and fondles me through my shirt.

*Alright, this girl has moves.*

On the elevator ride up she takes off her own damn underwear and hands them to me. Read more »

The high school kid who really liked going down on me [FM]

I want to start by saying that this dude was my age. I wrote about him before. The issue was I skipped a grade and he was held back, so I was a junior in college and he was a senior in high school. Technically I was 6 months older than him, but we were both still 19 in this story.

So yes, we hooked up when I went home with my best guy friend and met his brother, who happened to be a very hot high schooler.

*He fucked a lot more than me. He was much better at sex than I was at the time.*

So… One day I am in the library with my guy friend and he leans over and is like, “Hey V, my brother is coming to see me this weekend.”

“Ok.”

“Do you want to hang with us?”

“We hang out every weekend, bro.”

“Let me rephrase: he really wants to hang out with you but I’m supposed to be playing it cool and not let you know.”

“I’m not going to hook up with your brother.” Read more »

I agreed to a threesome because I really fucked up [FFM]

There was a time in my life when I was sleeping with two people- a man and a woman. How was I pulling this off? I was long-distance with both of them.

I want to be clear I was not cheating. I was upfront that I was seeing other people. TBH, I was really avoiding THAT conversation because I knew I’d eventually have to pick between the two.

They were both fucking awesome. He was a tax attorney and she was an artist. I knew it couldn’t last, but this was a weirdly perfect balance. Plus, being long distance meant I basically got to pretend like I was single and I really valued my space back then.

*Whatever, I was 22 and had a bad breakup. Sue me.*

So dating a writer in a long distance relationship has its perks. I used to write them both very dirty stories about what I would do to them and send it over email.

*I really was always destined to be a GWS contributor.*

This also had the added bonus of satisfying my own sex cravings because I got to write out all my fantasies and then get off. Read more »

My best friend did me the favor of fucking the guy I liked [FM]

The best friend in this story is still my best friend. My husband is the love of my life but she’s my soulmate. We lived together for years and if you know me in real life there is a zero percent chance you don’t know her.

We’re also very open with each other about sex. We lived in a tight space and are both hella sexual. We used to make out, but she is tragically 100% straight.

So I worked with a dude who I had sexual tension with. He looked like a damn Greek god. He was beautiful and always flirting with me.

The problem? He had a girlfriend.

I had been the other woman before and had no interest in being someone’s gateway to cheating. However, it was kind of hard to deny our tension. We were very similar and started hanging as friends.

One night he was driving me home and he pulled over the car.

“Viola, I have to talk to you.”

“Ok…”

“I think I’m in love with you.”

*Oh no…*

“I think you have a girlfriend.” Read more »

I almost didn’t fuck my husband over a duvet [MF]

Y’all need some aftercare after my last post. Enjoy…

My husband and I have a great sex life. We are very much attracted to each other and he is very good at indulging my kinks.

However, at the end of the day we are… well… a married couple.

We’re also very different generally. I’m pretty Type B and more of a free spirit. He is a little tightly wound and I swear gets hard when he does dishes. We’re a good match in that we balance each other out, but we occasionally clash.

One night we were watching a movie and I reach over and start giving him a hand job.

*I suck at hand jobs. We never stay in this stage long.*

He pulls me onto his lap and we start passionately making out. He puts his hand up my shirt as I grind on him.

*Fuck yes! Marital bliss is always having a fuck buddy.*

“Give me two seconds,” I say.

I run to the bathroom and quickly throw my hair up. I also strip down to my underwear because sometimes it’s healthy to “naked man” your spouse. When I walk into our bedroom he smiles at me with his sex grin. Read more »

And this is why you hydrate [FM]

I don’t know how else to write this, y’all. I’m about to lose 80% of you through length alone, but I promise this did not work if I broke it up into parts. It took me a really long time to write this and even longer to decide if I should post it. It’s one of my more more vulnerable and degrading moments.

Here goes…

This is going to be one of those stories where I ask you don’t judge anyone in it. We had established safewords and boundaries of consent. I also would probably not engage in this without a very trusted partner.

*All the TWs? This one gets odd.*

I had a partner who used to make me beg for orgasms. Weird things come out of my mouth when that is happening.

*I usually only write things I think are hot, but I’ve said some crazy things in bed that make absolutely no sense.*

So one thing I often said was, “I’ll let you do whatever you want.”

He once took me up on that. Read more »