Author: dualiphile

Dancing with myself [T], part 2

Read part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u18jek/dancing_with_myself_t_a_rave_journal_pt_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)!

For at least thirty minutes I crawled and climbed over the table, pushing the toy in and out of my ass, riding it, twerking on it, cumming straight onto the floor as I ran my hands over my damp, smooth skin.  After standing back up for a quick breather, an idea hit me.  I took a bong rip and another shot (yes I like to mix my chemicals haha), tide my hair up into two tight buns on the side of my head, grabbed my bottle of Astroglide and began pouring the slick substance all over me, working it on to every inch of my exposed body.

It was at that moment that I truly desired someone else was there with me, because the feeling of flesh sliding effortlessly across flesh sent me over the edge.  If I got sticky I simply spritzed myself down a bit and kept touching myself, my hands gliding down my shoulders and arms, grabbing my waist and ass, my legs snaking together, my skin aglow and reflecting the psychedelic laser light display.  I had a cup of ice cubes (both real and little plastic ice packs that wouldn’t drip)that I put to good use on my body as well, letting one melt on my tongue while the others traced cold lines across my skin.  I didn’t even need to touch privates, my entire body was an erogenous zone, and while I didn’t orgasm in the bodily sense, my mind was cumming out of control. Read more »

Dancing with myself [T], a rave journal, pt. 1

I’d been thinking about this weekend for months now.  I would have the house to myself for three days, and I’d been planning on taking some molly and having a night of sexual exploration with myself.  I’d collected lots of things to keep myself stimulated throughout the night, starting with some sexy outfits.  I already had a nice collection of black thongs, tights, garter belts, opera gloves, heels, and bras, but decided I’d find some UV party clothes and put some black lights around the house.

I had meant to find some different colors to try different outfits on while I was rolling, but kept getting drawn to the neon pink stuff.  I knew it would look good with black, so I just went a little crazy and got fingerless gloves, thigh highs, a thong teddy, tube dress, and bodysuit that I cut into a top and crotchless tights, all fishnet because I knew the sensation would be irresistible.  I got a few accessories like a pink headband, tiny g-string, and sunglasses, but what really caught my attention were a set of pink nipple suction toys, and a dual density pink, 7.5” dildo, with balls and a suction cup.  It was by far the hottest toy ‘d ever bought, and I was about to find out just how amazing it was. Read more »

Our friend let all three of us fuck her [M+F]

“Guys, I think Pam wants to fuck all three of us tonight.”

“Wait what, really? How do you know?” Jordan was incredulous.

“I mean yea, she has been fiending hard tonight, I could tell,” Sam was picking up the vibe I was at least.

“Look, ya’ll just play cool, I’ll feel her out a little more and see if I can initiate things.” Pam and I had built a bit of a rapport over the last few years. I knew she was into me, we flirted openly, but we had never done anything together despite numerous coy looks and close calls. She was a bit too open with her sexuality for me to consider dating her, and I knew that she had made out with all three of us at one point at least. Tonight, she seemed to be on a mission. We had been drinking at Sam’s house and as the party wound down it was just the four of us, Jordan and I always crashed at Sam’s after nights like this, and Pam was too drunk to drive, and seemed to have no intention of leaving. Read more »

Festival Weekend, part 1 [TM]

**Intro**

My stomach had been fluttering for months now. A girlfriend of mine, Sydney, had told me about this music festival that was very exclusive, not in the snobby kind of way, but you had to know someone involved in order to learn anything about it. It took place out in the woods in the foothills of a large mountain peak that loomed over the whole campground. The scenery was amazing, especially as the sun began to set behind the mountain, casting a shadow over the entire festival. The music was a mixture of electronic DJs on the main stage, lit by one of the most amazing light shows I had seen for such a small stage. Another, small tent was tucked away in the woods, where guests had to remove their shoes at the door and could lounge on pillows spread throughout the area while the DJs played much more relaxed and mellow vibes. Read more »

My roommate in a red dress and cowboy boots [MF]

When I was in college I lived with two women, Jen and Lydia. Lydia was like the mom of the house, she gardened and cooked, and more or less offset my drunken partying and laziness. Jen was an extreme go-getter, ambitious and focused, an art major who was always in the middle of a creative process, most of which were laid about our house in various states. We had all developed an excellent platonic relationship, occasionally all hanging out, but usually up to our own devices. The two ladies had boyfriends, though neither relationship was going very well at the time, and I was still recovering from a pretty abusive breakup but had gotten to a place where things were pretty good on my own.

One weekend over the summer, Lydia was out of town, so we had the house to ourselves and nothing much to do. We hung out for the day on Saturday and decided to go to a party at a friend’s house later. We had started drinking a little early and grabbed some dinner together before heading out for the evening. The conversation drifted to how things were going with Gabe, and like usual she remained a bit closed off, saying they were fine despite knowing that I knew that they had spent the last week on a break. I shifted the topic to my own woes, which she already knew everything about, but I think she was more comfortable as a therapist than a patient. Read more »

Festival Weekend, Part 4 [M/T/F]

Check part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/cdstoriesgonewild/comments/rgfe5o/festival_weekend_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)!

**Guests**

Sydney’s own outfit was stripped down to her tight g-string, pasty covered nipples, and those super cute knee high boots she had found. Each of the guys flanking her had another piece of her outfit in one hand and their own shirts in the other, all of them seemingly in the midst of a frenzy to fuck when they stormed in.

After a moment of awkward looks from all sides, Sydney dove down on top of me screaming and hugging me, “Elle where have you beeeeen??!!” We laughed and I introduced Misty while the two boys waved and introduced themselves. Eric was the taller of the two, lean with longer hair, Alex was shorter and more solidly built, with thick hair on his chest and face. Both were down to their shorts and sandals, both looking timid all of a sudden and like they wanted to put their shirts back on. Read more »

Festival Weekend, Part 3 [T/T]

For parts [1](https://www.reddit.com/r/cdstoriesgonewild/comments/rgfe5o/festival_weekend_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) and [2](https://www.reddit.com/r/cdstoriesgonewild/comments/rgfmjl/festival_weekend_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)!

Misty

I don’t know how long I stayed there, tears running down my face as the breeze picked up. The bass rumbled behind me, muted and forgotten in my shock and embarrassment. I thought he knew! How could I have been so stupid?! I smoked a cigarette, letting it mix with the lingering effects of my roll, calming me down a bit. Suddenly I felt someone coming up behind me, “hey, are you doing alright back here?”

I stamped my cigarette out and wiped my eyes, “sorry,” I croaked out before heightening my voice again, “I just came back here to chill for a bit, I’ll leave.” I folded my arms, keeping my head down as I began to walk back towards the front of the stage.

“No wait, I’m not security or anything,” she laughed. It was such a warm sound, and I stopped and felt the tightness in my body loosen a bit. “Didn’t I see you dancing earlier, in the front row? You and that guy were really gettin’ it girl!” She laughed again, and this time I smiled and covered my face, groaning and giggling sheepishly. Read more »

Festival Weekend, Part 2 [M/T]

Check out part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/cdstoriesgonewild/comments/rgfe5o/festival_weekend_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)!

**Misunderstanding**

He’d been dancing behind me for at least a half an hour. Occasionally I’d twirl around, and had caught his eye a few times. He was very cute, a little taller than me, light stubble on his face, and toned shoulders stretching his vibrant Hawaiian shirt. At first we were just having fun, pressed into the front row as the DJ guided us along. But as my breath began to catch and my heart began to race, my movements became more and more suggestive, and our little dance floor got smaller and smaller.

Now I could feel it, so unmistakable, a hard cock through tight pants, moving along with the gyrations of my ass. Not invasive, but persistent, his pelvis began to press around my rear, and soon I felt a hand resting on my hip, now seeming to hold on to me as my movements intensified. I arched my back, pressing into his crotch, his cock now comfortable between my cheeks. I could tell how thick it was, and how much he wanted to keep it right where it lay. As the mood of the music began to soften, I let my torso lean back into him. With our arms raised, our bodies latched together like coiled serpents, and I let out a deep sigh at the connection. We began to dance dreamily, my mind beginning to race and churn. Read more »

Festival Weekend Part 1 [M/T/F]

**Intro**

My stomach had been fluttering for months now. A girlfriend of mine, Sydney, had told me about this music festival that was very exclusive, not in the snobby kind of way, but you had to know someone involved in order to learn anything about it. It took place out in the woods in the foothills of a large mountain peak that loomed over the whole campground. The scenery was amazing, especially as the sun began to set behind the mountain, casting a shadow over the entire festival. The music was a mixture of electronic DJs on the main stage, lit by one of the most amazing light shows I had seen for such a small stage. Another, small tent was tucked away in the woods, where guests had to remove their shoes at the door and could lounge on pillows spread throughout the area while the DJs played much more relaxed and mellow vibes. Read more »