[FM] Fucking after a month of celibacy

My boyfriend and I decided not to have sex for a month as a challenge. The first week was hard but after that I had shut off the sexual part of my brain. As the end of the month approached however, I was getting very horny and we started teasing each other a bit. A bit of a lingering kiss, compromising positions, butt smacks, and the promise of a very long overdue sex session :)

Finally the challenge ended. After work, my boyfriend and I watched a movie on the bed. He fell asleep, his head on my thigh which was cute. After a while my leg started falling asleep though, so I woke him up to reposition myself. We ended up spooning. To my surprise, he started grinding up against my butt and our pants quickly came off.

His dick quickly pushed up against my slit from behind and slid in with ease. I was already quite wet. He began thrusting, and flipped me over into missionary, staying inserted the entire time. We kissed deeply, hungry for each other. I breathed heavily into his ear, my face pressed into his shoulder, and he groaned with pleasure. I wrapped my legs around his back. How I had missed this! I had enjoyed his companionship in the past month but our sex always took it to another level. He paused for a moment after groaning loudly and I was worried for a second that he had came already. But he was just getting started.

[FM] Fucked in the back of a U-Haul at the beach

This past weekend, everything was ready to finally move my stuff from my ex’s out to my own apartment. Scott luckily offered to help so we decided to make a road trip out of it. I rented a 9’ cargo van from U-haul and had experience driving large vehicles so it was no problem for me to maneuver. A long drive and a few hundred miles later, we had made it.

One of the things my ex had relented on was to give me the old couch we had. It’s pretty large, about the size of a twin bed, super comfy and perfect for overnight guests. Scott and I loaded the sofa into the back of the truck and decided to do the rest the next day. It was a beautiful summer day and I wanted to show him the beach – another couple of hours away. We grabbed some snacks and headed out, sofa in tow.

We arrived just in time for the sunset. We got seafood takeout for dinner and ate on the beach, watching the beautiful cotton candy sky and the waves come in, a perfect romantic date. Though I had one idea on my mind the entire time and was getting wet thinking about it.

[FM] fucked inside a hammock at a public park

Scott and I have continued seeing each other regularly. On one of our dates we went to a local park and set up a hammock. The first time we had snuggled up together inside and joked about fucking in it. We laughed it off and forgot about it.

We returned to the park this past weekend, setting up the hammock in the same spot: a sprawling tree with low hanging branches on a grassy area. Scott did some training while I relaxed and read a book. The weather was so beautiful and peaceful, warm with a light breeze. I found myself dozing off into a light nap until Scott caressed me out of my slumber a little while later. He wanted to join me and had a mischievous look in his eyes.

We started out laying next to each other and pulled the sides of the hammock together so that we were in our own little cocoon. I could hear in the background the sounds of other people playing and talking in the park but the closest were at least fifty yards away. He started feeling up my thigh through my thin skirt and started lifting it up. His fingers found their way to my slit, which was already getting wet with excitement of being naughty in public. It only took a little bit of encouragement to become creamy. I laid on top of him and felt his hard dick through his pants pulsing underneath me.

[FM] Met up with the old fuck buddy

Some of you may remember Alex, whom I’d met at the club back in February. I had blocked him after I thought that M might want to be exclusive, but alas, after more pining and finally gathering up the courage to tell M how I felt, I was rejected :(

I spent about two weeks feeling down about it before I unblocked and messaged Alex again. Of course he was down.

He pretended like he had forgotten about me which was funny, because I knew he hadn’t. Alex had gained weight in quarantine but he’d do. I just wanted to fuck and forget about M. We started off playing fuck the dealer again with some ciders. I hadn’t drunk in so long, I was trashed after about 3 drinks. He offered me a hydroxyzine which I accepted; made me super sleepy and relaxed. We watched a horror film and made out on the couch, me straddling his lap when it hit me. All the sadness and unrequited love I had felt for M poured out as I started crying on Alex’s chest. I felt like I was betraying M with Alex but it was time to move on. Alex was understanding and got me tissues which I blew into unabashed. He suggested I get some rest and try again in the morning.

[FM] Broke quarantine to fuck

Two months in quarantine = lots of pent up sexual energy. I had been masturbating every night, sometimes multiple times a day to the point where I was getting blue lips. I had been talking to M regularly during quarantine and had even suggested meeting up back in the end of march, but he had brushed me off due to stay at home orders :/

Much to my surprise, my friend M texted me Memorial Day weekend and asked if I wanted to go hiking. How could I possibly resist? I took extra care to prepare, even shaving down there especially for him and planned my outfit, tight fitting bike shorts that showed off my ass and an oversized shirt to look like I wasn’t trying too hard. He drove to my house and picked me up, and we went hiking, making small talk as we enjoyed the forest and warm water.

[FM] Hot make-up sex with FWB

M and I had talked about what our relationship was and where it was going two weeks ago. For various reasons, he wasn’t ready to commit to a relationship and my dysfunctional ass, being sad about it and taking advice from a few too many dating gurus, tried to move on and hooked up with Alex multiple times (see previous posts). However, when I made it clear that I was seeing other people, M started to notice and wanted to clear up any confusion. He texted me throughout the week after almost no contact the week prior. I turned him down when he asked me to come over Friday as I had drinks with Alex planned. But I couldn’t stop thinking about M the entire time and the fact that we had a deeper connection. So Saturday when he texted me yet again trying to explain his feelings for me, I thought we should have another chat.

[FM] Fucked thrice this past weekend by my new FWB

This story is a continuation from my [previous post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/f7fzcu/fm_a_night_of_firsts_my_first_hookup_with_a/)

Alex was certainly a gentleman despite his boorish nature. He had texted me multiple times in the past week since we first hooked up that he “wanted to fukk my brains out” when I was off my period. As promised I told him when I had finished my period and he picked me up from my house in his Mercedes. He took me to drink at a local cider place, where we had a couple of ciders before heading back to his place where he introduced me to a game called “Fuck the Dealer.” Just the sort of frat game that gets you fucked up fast. Basically, the dealer checks the top card of the deck and the other guesses the card. You get two guesses; after the first guess, the dealer can hint if the card is higher or lower than the guess. If the card has been incorrectly guessed, the loser has to drink; if correct, the dealer has to drink. The amount drunk is based on the difference between the actual card’s value and the guess.

[FM] A night of firsts – my first hookup with a stranger

After pining for a real relationship with my Bumble match M all week, I finally accepted that he’s just not that into me and to move on. So last night, I went to the club alone. It was pretty empty at first, and it was a little nerve wracking as I was one of the only ones on the dance floor. As the night wore on, the club filled up and the alcohol got flowing in my body. I was dancing, moving my hips and hands in the air. A guy approached me and asked if I wanted a drink. He was definitely not my type, maybe 5’8”, average looking, with a baseball cap on like one of your typical douchey finance frat bros, but he was dressed well. Let’s call him Alex. I turned him down because I was already pretty drunk. Later in the night he comes back up to me and asks if I want to get a drink again. I admired his confidence and I thought why the hell not. This would be my first time going home with a stranger – uncharted territory to explore.

My [F] first FWB [M]

So since my last post, I have continued hooking up with M

I expressed to him how bad I am at foreplay (my ex never did any) so I have been trying my hand at it. M is amazing at it. We usually start out lying on the bed, hugging each other. Sometimes I will be on top of him. Then he starts to caress my back. Sometimes he does this pushing motion with the palm of his hand which feels like amazing like a massage. Other times he’ll brush his fingers lightly on my back that gives me the chills. His hands make his way down the small of my back to my ass. At this point we are usually kissing. I still suck at kissing and his kisses are very wet but I get so turned on. We’ve started experimenting with tongues.

Newly single, fucked my Bumble match on the second date [FM]

For a little context, I am a Chinese American female, 5’3″ and 120 lbs, super shy and awkward. Growing up in a conservative asian family, I wasn’t allowed to date until college and didn’t kiss a guy until I was 19. In college, I got drunk and got a reputation for making out with a bunch of guys I was attracted to, but didn’t have the guts to go all the way. I quickly found a boyfriend and we were together for 8 years until he broke up with me a month ago. So here I am, nearly 30 fucking years old with only one sexual partner to date and no idea how to navigate online dating or hook up culture.

I first met my Bumble date, who we’ll call M, a week ago. We had been chatting for a while and I cancelled our first two dates with excuses, feeling nervous about meeting him. Finally we met on a weekday night and went to an intimate bar. I was surprised at how instantly attracted I was to him. He was the complete opposite of my ex and definitely not my type, 5’11”, Eastern European, with light hair and pale green eyes. He was slim but obviously went to he gym and toned in the right places. We ended up talking for hours until we were the only ones left in the bar. He didn’t seem to want to leave, but I was afraid I would end up fucking him immediately so I made up an excuse and we parted ways.