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Now we are early 50’s she wants us to swing or her take a bull. We are more stag/vixen. I will participate, reclaim etc.
Back story, started dating my wife our freshman year in HS, we were each others first and only until all this happened now I want to seeit happen several times
This wonderful memory occurred well over a decade ago during my first year at university.
Keen to make new friends I was making the effort to attend as many parties and join as many clubs as possible. On one such occasion I was invited to a 3rd year girls birthday party (Sarah) at her flat (which her Dad her bought her the year prior, lucky thing).
As you can imagine, a lot of drinking was happening at this party which may have helped calm the nerves of us first years in attendance but didn’t help calm everyone’s horny minds.
Not sure how the conversation on dick size came around but some genius came up with the idea for the men (around 6 of us) to get hard, stand behind a veiled stand and push our cocks through the gaps. The girls were then to guess whose cocks belonged to who.
Being confident in my size (was around 7.5×6.5 back then) I was a more than willing participant and proudly shoved my rock hard member through the curtains and took in the awdable gasps of excitement and shock coming from the 8 or so girls on the other side.
One of my ex bfs and I (19F) had gone into the swinger lifestyle. We were open minded enough for sure – soft swap, full swap, mmf, ffm, ff, interracial, public. But one weekend, I was gang banged by 7 guys.
We set up the gang bang through our swingers group. It was a mix of 3 white guys, 4 black guys and me. We met at a hotel and the night was overwhelmingly fun. We started around 7:30 in the evening and I tapped out at 3:30 in the morning. These men fucked me into oblivion and I just could not do anymore. (When we got home, I showered and went to sleep, sleeping until 2:00 the next day.)
This is not for everyone. I am submissive by nature and I had to be when being passed around from cock to cock and my holes were randomly being filled by hard cock over and over. I enjoyed this, probably too much since we have talked about doing it again in the future. There is something wild and unhinged about being the only female in a room with seven men who are all there because you are down to fuck and suck. I am looking forward to my next gang bang for sure!
After the worst night of my life in that tiny bathroom stall, I limped to my room with my flattened ass, determined to get stronger and fuck the shit out of Heather. I started putting crazy hours into the gym, running into her a few times at the gym, her godly body glistening in sweat, as she asked me how my ass was and if my hair had gotten yellower. I paid no heed to it however, and kept going with the exercise and diet. Many months passed by and it was the spring break of our fourth year, when I thought I’d finally gotten my ass on par with Heather’s. I decided it was time to rock Heather’s world and put her down for good. I planned in advance for the break as we were going on a group trip and she was in my group. I made sure to get a single room in the hotel we booked and called her up and asked her to join me and my friends in my room for a bit of poker. The moment she came into the room and we stared down, I felt trauma, as I felt up my ass, which was now better than ever before. To everyone’s surprise and James’ delight she acted like she tripped and fell first face into my crotch, feeling me up slightly as she got up, making me wet already (though she was a bad bitch, she was probably the hottest girl on campus, me being second in my own ranking as she had owned me a lot more than I had fucked her). We played poker as she sat between me and James, touching him ***a lot.***
A few years back, I had been hooking up with a college girl about 10 years my junior. To be honest, it was hotter than I could have imagined. Let’s call her Katie. Katie was about 5’6” with dark eyes and thick, brown hair that touched her thick ass. Her curvy figure was soft and feminine. She loved running her fingers through my hair while riding me. We’d alternate slow, passionate kisses and sucking on her breasts while she moaned my name.
Katie loved to talk sex and was very comfortable hanging out before and after to discuss her fantasies, past experiences, and how much she enjoyed cumming with me. She made sure to remind me while I was at work by sending me tasteful but dirty pictures and telling me all of the things she wanted to do to me.
Unfortunately, our schedules were quite opposite, and it was difficult to see one another consistently. That didn’t stop her from finding a way to get my dick inside of her.
“Have you ever had car sex?”
It was about 6:45 PM when I got this text, which meant two things: 1) She knew I wasn’t working right now, and 2) she wanted to fuck.
People have asked me before – “What if the driver makes a move on you?”. This incident is of when we made the driver make a move.
Its an incident over two days actually – with the same fuck buddy but different cab drivers. He has shared me around before as well – so wasn’t all that new to him or me.
Day 1 was a bit of a bummer – something we didn’t expect. The driver didn’t like what we were doing in his back seat. He literally stopped the car after a while with his cock up my throat. Even after offering money- he wasn’t up for it and asked us to book another cab. He looks at me says “This cab is not a brothel for whores” (in hindi) – which got us both a bit angry but he had the right – and we got out.
We ended up going back to his place for a quickie that night.
The next day – I was back in Gurgaon for work – and my buddy also stays in Gurgaon. I again met my friend after work for drinks – and this time we got drunk a bit more. We canceled 3 cabs – before finally booking one with a young driver who looked the absolutely perfect fit – for the act. Nervous but excited.
*Quick warning, this isn’t the usual “wham, bam, thank you, ma’am.” It was written as an intro for a longer story and turned into its own short story along the way. The longer story may have some supernatural elements, but this part was pulled from my experiences and thus can be posted to r/GoneWildStories.*
*This is my first time writing an story like this. Any and all feedback is welcome.*
*All characters are over 18.*
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“I still can’t believe you told me that!” she said, shaking her head as she approached the couch and straddled him.
Owen’s half-formed response evaporated as he felt her settle onto him. They had been teasing each other throughout their date night with near-constant caresses, so he relished finally having her directly on top of him.
She still looked at him expectantly, full lips slightly pursed. “Well? What do you have to say for yourself?” she said, each word punctuated by a small shift of her hips, making him uncomfortably aware of the constriction of his pants.
Originally i posted the other day about how my wife just confessed something to me and it kind of blew my mind. This is my original post and below is the update. So she just confessed that her and her best friend, who is currently single, have been masturbating together secretly for over a year. whoa!
So, my wife and I each have a small amount of side fun, we typically don’t share our exploits with each other, it just… works for us that way. We definitely aren’t huge swingers, just like each enjoy the freedom to pursue interesting things that may come in our path…
The surprising thing is that she has always adamantly been clear that she is not attracted to women, and never has had any interest in going down on a woman or having sex with a woman… And she even explained that one night when they were staying at a hotel together on some trip, they put some porn on the hotel tv and both like masturbates in the bed… and since then they have been sneaking off very regularly, like 3 times a week at least to masturbate together. Which I think is super hot! The hottest part to me is how they both consider themselves straight and they don’t really touch each other except for their feet and legs and hips sometimes from being next to each other but they usually like to get either naked from the waist down or just totally naked if they have time. They don’t watch porn usually they just tell each other fantasies and talk about guys they are fucking or have fucked!
Hey all, here’s part 2 of my college hookup while studying abroad in Russia. If you’re interested in the first half of thos story or my first series of college sexcapades, feel free to check them out!
We left out with a drunken makeout and a rough blowjob in a bar bathroom while I was out with Sasha and her friends while studying abroad. She had given me my sample and promised more for the following evening, so I was terribly excited, to say the least.
I texted her the next day, but I was still rather hungover and a bit embarrassed by our public display, though I couldn’t stop thinking about it. It is, to this day, one of the most exciting and erotic things that has ever happened to me, and I just wanted more. She was a little worse for wear herself, having drunken nearly the same as I had before having her mouth fucked and knees bruised on the floor of a bar bathroom. So we decided to meet up in the evening, grab something to eat, and she’d show me to her place for another of her promised surprises.
Okay, I have a confession to make. Back in my early twenties, I had a bit of a thing for nudist beaches. And not just for soaking up the sun – I loved to flirt with the guys and see if I could get them to pop a boner.
It worked almost every time. They would get a hard on, and I would watch as it grew bigger and bigger.
It was a fascinating game, really. When I found a potential target, I would lay my towel out in a strategic spot, one where I could see all the action. I’d flash them a sultry smile and sometimes I would even spread my legs, giving them a clear view of my pussy (gasp!) and watch as their body betrayed their arousal
Sometimes, I would even move closer to get a better view. I wanted to see every detail of their arousal – the veins bulging, the tip becoming more pronounced, the way it twitched with each heartbeat. It was like watching a live anatomy lesson, and I found myself getting more and more turned on with each passing moment. It was like I was conducting some kind of scientific research.