Weekend morning wakeup [MF]

I know there are all kinds of kinky crazy stories on here, but thought you might just want a little simple fun like I had last Saturday morning.

I woke up Saturday morning in a really good mood and wanted to share that with my husband. He was still mostly asleep and laying on his side facing away from me. I moved up right behind him and snuggled into his back with my silk nightie as the only thing between us. I slid my arm under his and around his chest, hugging him close. He woke up a bit more and let out a contented sigh as I kissed his neck. As I continued just slowly kissing and sucking his neck, he took my hand and moved it down, placing it on his morning wood. I moaned into his ear as I gripped it a little tighter and started slowly jerking it up and down. He reached over to the bedside table where he still had some lube from the previous night and took my hand off his hard cock just long enough to give it a generous glob of the lube. I started jerking faster, twisting my wrist a little as I went. I ever so lightly began sucking on his ear lobe, a huge favorite of his and he moaned in pleasure. I increased my pressure and speed and felt him tense up. I knew he was about ready to explode.

After getting fingered on the dance floor [MF]

You can read the first part of this story here [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/98epwl/fingered_in_a_crowded_bar_m/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/98epwl/fingered_in_a_crowded_bar_m/)

A quick recap: Sam and I (both 21) had been fucking about a month since an amazing day in my friend’s pool. We were both away at colleges, but living fairly close. We both realized we loved the rush of public sex and people possibly watching us. Sam had just given me one of the best orgasms of my life while fingering me on the dance floor of the crowded bar he worked at, knowing some other guy was watching us.

Sam pulled me off the dance floor and over the the edge of the bar, pressing our bodies into each other. He was still rock hard, grinding between my thighs. His face was inches from mine. “The office should be empty,” he whispered in my ear, nibbling it between every word. I nodded my approval and he ushered me off to the small hall leading to the bathrooms, keeping me in front of him to both hide his massively hard cock and to make sure I knew it was there, pressing it into my ass. We turned into a little entrance way and through a door marked Employees Only. Right inside the door was a tiny office, really just a slightly large closet. There was a large desk, taking up most of the room, several shelves filled with various binders and papers, an out of place high end office chair, and several cases of alcohol that I guessed wouldn’t fit in the stockroom.

[F]ingered in a crowded bar [M]

Since you all seemed to enjoy my stories of Sam and I in my friend’s pool I figured I should share more. After the fantastic day of fucking, Sam and I had about a week left in our hometown before we both returned to school. Being 21 and students, we both still lived with our parents and siblings (I even shared a room with my 17 year old sister) so our homes weren’t really an option. We quickly discovered we both loved messing around either in public or other situations where we could easily be caught or seen. By the time I arrived on campus I was sore from that week.

Luckily for me, Sam and I went to school in the same city. He was a few miles and a quick public transit ride away. We didn’t really have any mutual friends in the city, but once he arrived back at school a week later we were back to fucking with much more freedom. I lucked out that I technically had a roommate, but she spent 99% of her nights at her boyfriend’s apartment so Sam and I were free to do whatever we wanted. After a few weeks of fully breaking in my little on campus apartment, I realized I still craved the exhibitionist side of our sex.

Poolside fun round 2-3 [FM]

I posted round 1 last night and got a great response so I figured I’d keep going. Quick recap, I had been hanging out at my friend Liz’s pool when she invited over two guys. I ended up having some of the best sex of my life on the pool deck with Sam while Liz got bent over the patio table by his friend Brandon.

Anyway, Liz and Brandon had long since gone in side, presumably for round 2 and/or a nap. Sam and I were just lounging around the pool. I was in it gently swimming around (I love the water. I’ve never been one of those girls just to sit by the pool, I have to go in) and Sam was laying on his stomach at the edge of the pool facing in, just watching me. A little about myself. I’m about 5’10”, 185ish, 38DD, olive skin, and what I’ve been told is a fantastic ass. Good Italian genetics had blessed me with curves and thick, dark hair. I swam up closer and stood a few feet away. He reached out and ran his finger along the visible bite mark that was starting to appear just at the edge of my purple bikini top. I let out a little moan. “Does it hurt?” he asked.

Poolside fun [FM] while my friend also gets hers [FM]

This one goes back a while ago towards the end of the summer before my senior year of college. We’re talking about 15 years ago, so some of the details aren’t tack sharp and I’ve filled them in. It’s long because I like to write, so feel free to skip to the good stuff at ******

My high school friend Liz and I were hanging out at her house just lounging around in her parents pool. Liz’s family had some serious money and she lived in a house out in the country with no neighbors that close.

“I’m bored,” Liz said after an hour or so. I shrugged. I was enjoying just relaxing with my last few days before I returned to school. She jumped up and ran into the house. Five minutes later she came back outside. She looked me up and down shook her head. “You’ve got to change,” she finally said. I looked down at myself. I was dressed for comfort in an old one piece from my time on the swim team. Liz grabbed my hand and pulled me inside and into her room. She rummaged through her drawers and tossed me a dark purple string bikini. “It’ll have to do,” she said, pulling off her own suit and reaching for something skimpy. “Your ass and tits won’t fit in anything else I own.”

First date teasing (MF)

I had been single for a while and had finally decided to suck it up and try some online dating. The first three or four dates were either boring or just plain miserable. I went on my date with James not expecting much, we'd talked a few times on the phone and he seemed cool enough, and he definitely had a dirty side, but after the first few attempts, I wasn't thinking it would be much.

I got lost going to the meet up spot and was late. I was expecting him to be in a grumpy moody state, but when I showed up, he seemed pretty relieved I had even shown. He wasn't quite my normal type, but he was good looking, tall (probably 6'3" at least), thin (I like the thick guys), dark brown curls and gorgeous big blue eyes. (I'm 5'9", 175ish, long brown hair, brown eyes, 38D chest and an ass I've been told is fantastic.)

Dinner was pretty good, we talked, he was obviously nervous, but funny. After dinner we were walking out to our cars and he asked me if I wanted to ride around a little and talk. I knew what that probably meant and within 15 minutes or so we were parked in the back of a secluded subdivision still under construction.

(F)WB delivering on pro(M)ise

I haven't had time to share any in a while (you know; life) so now that I have a few minutes figured I'd write up a quick one for you. I like backstory (sorry; I'm a girl) so I'll mark where the good stuff starts.

It seems you like the stories of Mike the hot deputy (clean cut, tall, broad, short brown hair and the nicest arms I've ever seen. I'm an arm girl) and me, so, since it was some of the best sex I've ever had, I figured I could share another.

While we were hooking up, we were also part of the same group of friends. Since there wasn't really anything more to our relationship aside from sex and maybe the occasional evening hanging out at one of our places, we kept it quiet from them. My best friend knew and I'm guessing one or two of his did as well, but if it was anymore, we would have known they knew. We worked closely and we actually had a good work relationship which we didn't need to screw up.

The ti[M]e I got [F]ucked on a police car (by request)

So a few days back I mentioned being fucked on a police cruiser in the comments and someone requested that story, so here you go.

I had been regularly hooking up with this guy Mike (the one I almost flipped the couch with) for a few weeks and loving it. It was some of the best, hardest, mind blowing sex I'd ever had.

Mike was a local sheriff's deputy in the county we both lived in. It wasn't exactly a high crime area so he had lots of downtime. One day I was just sitting at home when he started sending me some pretty dirty texts. I went along with it and was really enjoying him telling me all the things he wanted me to do to him and all the things he'd do to me in return. "I want to bend you over my cruiser and pound you," was the one that really got me, so I told him he should.

[F]ucked so hard we al[M]ost knocked the couch over

After college I moved about 1000 miles away from home to the middle of no where. I spend the first few months just friendless and depressed when I met Mike at an event I was volunteering at. He was totally my type, tall, broad, maybe a little bit of a belly, but generally fit, super short cut brown hair and big brown eyes. He asked me to text him a few of the photos I took at the event. I did and didn't think much of it at all for a few months when he started randomly texting me. I knew exactly what he was looking for because it was random texting out of no where and then it got flirty pretty fast (I think the fifth or sixth text was something along the lines of "I've been thinking about your ass since I met you"), but I was in a huge dry spell since my move, so I flirted right back. This continued for a few days so when he invited me over to "watch a movie" I was all for it. I showered, did some quick grooming, put on my best bra and underwear, and went right over. Now I lived in a town in the middle of no where, but he lived in the middle of no where on a farm. Probably not the smartest to be a 23-year-old woman, unfamiliar with the area, driving down twisty back dirt roads to go hook up with a guy, but whatever. I'm obviously still here to tell you the story. At the time I was young and dumb, but I was also pretty horny so this seemed ok. I was about 5'9/180 with big tits (38DD) and a pretty nice ass (Mike had told me so.) I was shy so until one came on to me as overtly as Mike was, I hadn't been able to find a guy in my new home.

Sex on a baseball (F)ield with older (M)an

So this all happened a little over 11 years ago, but I thought it would be appreciated. There's a bit of background so I'll put a ***** when the good stuff starts. The summer before I went away to college I was seeing this guy Dave who was, at that point, the only guy I'd ever done anything more than kiss. I had been a good girl to that point (I went through my wild slutty phase later.) I was also fairly cute. I was 5'9, 170 and just built solid (I was a softball catcher) with a 38DD and (what I'd been told to be) and damn nice ass. I had brown shoulder length hair and brown eyes. Dave and I were at an awkward point of not really broken up and not really together that summer. We were both pretty smart (not bragging, we just were) and realized that we were going to colleges almost 4 hours apart that fall and weren't strong enough to last long distance. We had already talked about it and agreed that we wouldn't continue as more than friends once we went away, but never really discussed what we were that summer. Dave played on a summer league baseball team and I attended most of the games and kept the scorebooks for them. It was a Sunday evening game and I was standing at the end of the dugout talking with Dave when his coach Sean came over to talk to us. I had a thing for Sean for the two previous seasons when I had kept score and it hadn't really subsided at all. He had made a few flirty comments to me and once said if I kept wearing such short skirts or shorts to the games I was going to get him in trouble. Obviously him saying that only led to shorter. That night I had on a super short, tight jean skirt and tank top (probably in the team colors, I don't remember. I just remember it showed a fair amount of cleavage.) Sean was 32 and my idea of perfect looking. He was about 6'2, 210, with brown hair and brown eyes and the nicest arms I had ever seen. I've always been attracted to nice arms and these ones made me wet just looking at them. He had recently separated from his wife and was going through a divorce so I think he was letting out his frustrations working out. Anyway he came up to where Dave and I were talking and started talking with us. "So what have you two been up to this weekend?" he asked us. "I worked Friday then we went out to celebrate Jenna's birthday last night," Dave said. Sean raised an eyebrow at me and smiled "18?"
I nodded. "Since last Wednesday." "Well happy birthday! Welcome to adulthood," and he stepped over and gave me a giant head. "I want that ass now that you're legal," he whispered in my ear as he hugged me, a little too long to make Dave comfortable but not long enough for him to say anything. He let go of me and ran off to the field for the warm ups. Dave said bye and he'd talk to me after the game and did the same. All game I kept thinking about what Sean had said and how I would go about arranging that (there was no question in my mind if he wanted it, I would.) As I said, Dave had been the only guy I'd ever slept with and although I didn't regret it at all, I was really hoping there was more to sex that that. I had been his second ever and the first one hadn't really taught him any skills. Mostly it had been either me blowing him or him fingering me a little bit followed by him humping me for a few minutes until he came. He had gone down on me a few times, but it never lasted more than a few minutes and he said he didn't like it. I had cum once being on top of him, but hadn't been vocal enough to ask for more of that. All other orgasms I'd had at that point had been self inflicted. The game went a little late that night so it was dusk when it ended. I went into the dugout to give the scorebooks to Sean as he packed up random bats, helmets, balls, etc into his bag and the team celebrated on the field. "I was serious," was the first thing he said to me. I could feel myself get wetter as I smiled and nodded. "That ass is mine. Come back in 10 minutes?" I just continued nodding.
I turned and jogged out to Dave and walked to his car with him. He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek ("Sorry, babe, I'm all sweaty.") and left so he could get home and get to bed for work the next morning. The remaining players and families were getting into vehicles and leaving so I did the same and drove down to the local convenient store to get a water and some condoms.
I very briefly debated just driving on home but returned to the park. At this hour it was deserted and the baseball diamond and parking lot were set back from the street behind some trees. Sean was the only one there, loading the bags into his jeep when I got there. He got the sexiest smile when he saw me pull up. I climbed out of car and walked up to him, smiling back.