the time i realized i like being a toy [fm]

So, I haven’t had much inside me besides fingers and toys in the recent months, (turns out being an *adult* is harder than I thought), and I’ve read a lot of stories from you all, and I figured if I can’t have any sex, I could always write about it again. I’ve mentioned how much I love rough sex, but that’s not the end of my kink list. I’ve always been almost shyly interested in submission, and being used. And this story tells about the time I truly explored that curiosity for the first time.

I guess I should remind you all what I look like. I’m tall, just about 6’. Long wavy brown hair and dark, almost black eyes. An ass that’s partially a gift of my Hispanic heritage but also the result of a lot of gym hours. Full C cups. Dimples. (I couldn’t resist, it always seems weird to end descriptions with measurements).

toying with me because he knows he can [FM]

So, a couple notes to start. I haven’t been writing much recently, not much sex to write about when you’re trying to live as a reasonably functional adult after college. But I had a fun little night last night and thought maybe it’s worth sharing, plus I need some advice. More on that later.

I’ve written about this guy before. He’s from my hometown, which I now live close to but he’s moved away from. I guess there may be a chance of a visit in a few months. We went to high school together but were nothing more than friends, until a party at his house last year led to me half naked in his closet then us meeting for more the following night. I’ll link that story [here] (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5mto8j/blowing_him_in_his_car_fm/)

i like it rough [FM]

Haven’t shared in a while because I didn’t have much inspiration. This weekend changed that. Sorry if the story got a little long, I’ll add a break line if anyone wants to skip down past buildup.

Three years ago, freshman year, I met a guy on my floor – things started friendly enough but soon progressed into flirting and lingering touches. I even spent a night in his bed, but the two of us were so inexperienced and shy that nothing happened, besides my roommate interrogating me once I got back in the morning. We stayed friends, he started dating someone, I finally started learning how to effectively flirt and started on my own sexual adventures.

Fast forward to this fall – I heard he and his girlfriend broke up. I was with someone else, and honestly wasn’t as interested as before, so I let the news go. But this weekend we happened to meet again at the same party. We still had mutual friends, so I guess I shouldn’t have been too surprised, but what did surprise me was how quickly he honed in on me, walking over and starting conversation before I had settled in for the night.

blowing him in his car [FM]

This happened about a couple weeks ago, and the guy described has since returned to his college town. But I can’t say I have any regrets. Well maybe one, more on that later. It started at a house party, where I found myself surrounded by other kids ready to graduate college. He had all gone to high school together, and I hadn’t seen some of these people for years. This included the host – a *huge* guy with black hair and green eyes. Everything I had craved in high school without knowing how to get it. Looking back on it now I guess we both knew that I wanted him, but since high school I’d gotten better at drawing him in.

more fun with my philosophy classmate [FM]

There’s a follow up to the story I posted a few days ago, about an insane night with a guy that *loves* going down.

He had just finished licking me to orgasm, sucking my wetness off his fingers. He crawled back up my body to kiss me, sucking my lower lip which get me going. Wanting to take care of him I gently pushed him over, nuzzling into his neck where I kissed and bit him, loving how he tried to hold back his moans for me. I was straddling him, and ran my hands down his hard body until I found his huge cock. Continuing my work on his neck, I started to run my thumb over the tip, spreading the wetness building there around his shaft before stroking him. He started groaning, his hands pawing at my ass, smacking it and grabbing it while his other hand ran up and down my spine, sending shivers through me.

he loves the taste of me [FM]

Alright this happened a couple weeks ago and it still gets me wet when I think about it. I had been out, the usual Saturday night in a college town. I was with some friends, dancing and laughing, generally feeling good about myself and loving the way my dress clung to my curves. It was a navy blue color and had a low back that dipped underneath where my bra would be. My boobs are perky so I didn’t wear a bra. Dance partners came and went but I kept locking eyes with a guy across the floor. We were in philosophy together and even though we hadn’t talked outside of class I was ridiculously attracted to him. He’s tall and has a bit of a beard, dark hair and crazy green eyes. Girls came over to dance with him every once in a while but we kept our eyes on each other all night. Every time my gaze met his I put a little more into my dancing – bending over, raising my hands into the air. The mixture of the buzz, the beat of the music and feeling his eyes on me had me really getting into it. Eventually I found myself without a partner – my friends were occupied with their own guys. I looked up and saw he was still staring. Breaking completely from my usually shy approach, I walked up to where he was standing against the opposite wall. His eyes followed me through the crowd.

making a new friend [MF]

So this story is about the first time I had sex with my current fuck buddy. We’re both seniors in college and have been regularly fucking for almost two months now. I had posted a while back about one of our encounters and had responses asking for me to tell you about my first time with him. Here goes.

I had been out with some girlfriends that night, bar hopping, getting tipsy and generally enjoying the night. I had been texting him continually, letting the alcohol make me flirtier than usual. We had been talking for a while, teasing each other. I knew I’d get to play with him soon – I’d been dying to get my hands on him and told him so. Usually I’m not so forward but he was responsive to it, asking where my group was headed next. We were on our way into a bar that has a huge space for dancing. When my friends and I walked in, I could instantly feel the pounding bass moving my body. Surveying at the crowd around us, I was surprised when my eyes met his dark ones across the floor.

inviting him over (m/f)

Alright this is my first time ever writing something like this for someone other than myself. I’m new to this subreddit but I’ve been loving it so much I thought I’d add my story to all of yours. Why not, right?

I’m a senior college student and work out almost twice daily. In terms of physical appearance, I’m tall. Long legs and long curly hair that never does as it’s told. This guy I saw around campus had initiated a conversation a few months ago. Long story short we’d been talking and fucked a few times, each session ending with us sweaty and completely satisfied. He’s tall, even taller than me. He’s also athletic and the first black guy I’d ever been with. Coincidentally also the biggest dick I’ve ever had.