I was hosting a BBQ for my family on Father’s Day. We were out on the deck of my condo. My neighbor in the next building had her bathroom window open. She got out of the shower and began toweling off. She had beautiful breasts and we all focused our attention on her until she closed the window.
Category: gonewildstories
[F]riend of a Friend [M]
((I’m 5’10, creamy pale in complexion with a slender toned body, 34Ds and a plump, proportional rear. Deep green eyes compliment it all along with my gothy sense of style. At the time this story took place I was 18, with raven black hair which came to about my jaw length – its a bit shorter now))
Accidentally flashing the pool cleaner [F]
This little story happened about 6 or 7 years ago. I was interstate for a conference and was enjoying the spa at night. It was just before the pool and spa would be closed for the night and I was the only one using the spa. From memory, I had on a small bikini (I didn’t own micro bikini’s at that time).
I was texting my husband (boyfriend at the time) that the cleaner came in and he suggested that I ask him to take a picture of me to send my boyfriend. At this stage, I’d been flashing my husband when in public but had never done anything like this when he wasn’t around. I was incredibly nervous but with his encouragement, I decided to do it.
I waited as the cleaner made his way around the pool to the spa. I was both nervous and excited at the same time. Back then, the smallest exhibitionist activities would give me a huge rush and even just asking him to take a picture of me felt crazy.
“Hi, can you do me a favour and take a picture of me for my boyfriend?” I asked.
That time I let my boss fuck me for a promotion [FM]
Anyway. Two years ago I was due for a promotion at my job. Should have gotten it six months prior but there were “budget issues” so I was concerned that when evaluations came around again I would be passed over. My suspicions were correct. My manager hinted that I probably wouldn’t receive the promotion.
Anyway we had a holiday party coming up at my bosses house. I didn’t want to go bc I hate those things. So I went and everyone was friendly the party was fun but I noticed my bosses boss eyes on my ass. It was obvious he liked what he saw so I flirted with him a little and he was super receptive. I decided to be bold and ask him could we speak alone and he told me he doesn’t normally talk business outside of work hours but he is making an exception.
[M]y [F]irst anal
This happened almost ten years ago. I wanted to capture why I still think about it even now, but I’m not a writer and English is my second language, so I’m sorry its not a pretty writing style.
After school, me (23) and my girlfriend (20) were living in a house with a friend of mine. He had the first floor, we lived upstairs. The only inconvenience was that the downstairs kitchen was not finished and we didn’t have the motivation to do anything about it. That meant that we had to share the kitchenette in our living room with him. We were used to this, so the sex was reserved for the bedroom, as he could come upstairs anytime.
My girlfriend was a curvy girl with short dark hair, she was shorter then me and had gorgeous big boobs. We were both horny all the time and we really enjoyed each other. Before her, I was always shy and insecure, but it was changing a lot while I was with her. She wasn’t afraid to tell me what she liked and always let me know when I did something she liked. I started doing the same and we became very good at enjoying sex and making the other enjoy it.
A 6 hrs night to remember [MF]
I was always unique kind of nerd or ambivert , who knew his stuff and what surrounded him but still lacked what it means to have a partner or I can say a sexual partner.
I met this girl Rachel during my second year of college during a fest and first sight I was intrigued by her beauty , quite taller than me, big dark eyes but I couldn’t reach out to her coz I had a belief that being average guy it would be quite impossible to make contact or even have sex. Still gathered my all strengths like Black Adam(comics fans would get this) I reached out to her and I can tell you whatever my mind prepared to talk to her , it was quite opposite and we started hanging out , chatting and stuff .
She had a boyfriend who wasnt that serious in relationship , coz he was kind of fuckboy who keeps wondering on girls, but I could not understand why she was still onto him. Months go by , I couldn’t initiate any move or sex chatting with her thinking that would make my things worse, then one day she tells me she and her bf took a break in relationship , this also I couldn’t understand.
My [25F] first time going to the masseuse my friend calls the “orgasm” doctor [MF]
I decided it was finally time for me to contribute to this amazing community of writers, authors and dreamers. As somebody who’s enjoyed this community for years I thought I owed it to the community to finally come out of lurking. This community has given me many ways to enjoy myself and a few have actually inspired me in ways I didn’t know I needed to be inspired or knew I could. I hope you enjoy this story of something that happened to me a few months ago. There’s a lot of background information that probably isn’t interesting to anybody here but I wanted to share it because it’s part of who I am.
I know this isn’t the sexiest story by comparison to some here but I thought here goes nothing.
Fucking the landlords son. [FM]
I was working in a care home as a nursing assistant, doing the night shift earning extra money to help ease my way through university. I’d just finished my shift and was heading back to the house I shared with three other girls, I wanted to try and get a few hours sleep before my afternoon lectures.
I had my key in the lock when I heard someone call my name, I looked back and saw Todd waving at me. Todd was tall, very tall, close to six and a half feet. He had short dark hair and a moustache, he was okay to look at. A shave would move him into solid 7/10 territory. Todd also happened to be the son of our landlord.
As he explained to me that his dad needed him to do some work in the house that day, I noticed him eyeing me up. At 21 I was five foot two in bare feet, I wore my dark hair tied back in a ponytail and skinny, I doubt I weighed much over a hundred lbs. having just finished work I was still in my uniform. It wasn’t anything tantalising, a light blue knee length tunic style dress, fastened at the from with poppers.
[F]irst time exploring with a [F]riend
This happened the summer of 1997 shortly after HS graduation for reference.
The summer before college is truly a unique time in one’s life. You are on the cusp of being an “adult” but are still holding on to the the idea of being forever young. And I was taking stock of my experience before college. I was not a virgin, I had sucked more than a couple cocks, I had been eaten out. At this time I had not had group sex but was open to it and had never hooked up with a girl.
I ended up taking a job at a local sandwich shoppe. It was owned by a married couple and whereas the wife was clearly where the money came from (her maiden name was that of the wealthiest family in the area) but her misogynistic husband ran operations. I was one of 3 girls working there under the age of 40, and one of 2 girls working there under the age of 30 along with another recent HS graduate named Kristy. The two of us were the recipients of most of the sexual comments made by the owner. He would do things like make us retrieve things from the freezer so he could watch our nipples get hard. Whereas guys could wear what they wanted, we were encouraged to wear shorts or preferably skirts. So Kristy and I became fast work friends and support partners.
I accidentally went down on [m]y [f]riend’s wife
Mark and Lisa met me and my SO at the Summer Solstice Serenade a week ago. Lisa was busty, in good shape, and liked to dress to show off a bit. That night, she wore a mid-thigh length swishy skirt that showed off her legs and a loose wrap blouse that showed off her shoulders and arms. It didn’t take Mark to get pretty drunk, my SO wasn’t far behind, and Lisa was trying to keep up.
At some point during the evening, Lisa slipped, fell, scraped her leg and her shoulder, badly. She was bleeding enough that a handful of napkins and a bit of water wasn’t going to do the trick. I offered to go to my house to get some band-aids, then Mark said “Why doesn’t Lisa just go with you, she’ll have hot water and washclothes and neosporin and stuff?” Well duh! We walked to my car, she was limping a bit, trying to pretend she wasn’t hurt. I opened the door to put a towel down on the passenger seat in case she was bleeding, then stepped back to let her get in.