Our [MF] V-day sex marathon

We posted in another subreddit and thought this story could go here too. My girlfriend (24) and I (25M) did a Valentine’s Day challenge to see how many times we could have sex in one day. (It was a perfect day to stay at home for other reasons…a cold, rainy day, no fancy restaurants for indoor dining due to current events.) Our previous record was 3 in a day. If you want to skip the details to see our final tally, scroll down to the end.

#1 — I woke her up to her slow riding me. She told me her mouth wasn’t waking me up, so she just went straight to PIV sex. Basically she used my cock as a dildo as she rubbed herself to an orgasm. She had good timing as her moans and vaginal spasms sent me over the edge. I stayed hard, flipped her on her back, and pounded her hard to a second orgasm. I shot a second load deep in her and collapsed on top of her. Got to see my cum dribble down her legs while we showered together.

[MF] How I [22M] proposed to my now-wife [21F] (and the aftermath)

The m-word was in play for Laura (not her real name) and I pretty soon after we met in college. We shared similar lifestyle plans, we both wanted kids in the future, and we were madly in love. One time she even blurted out, “I want to marry you!” while we were having sex. But we both agreed to at least wait until we were out of college before tying the knot. So I had a while to come up with the best proposal idea. Eventually I realized something: I’m a pilot, and Laura first fell in love with me when we were flying. So why not ask her to marry me while flying? Then, I set a D-Day: May 26, 2018, the Saturday after finals week. A week in advance, I asked her if she wanted to go up in the Cessna that day, to which she enthusiastically said yes. The day before, I called her parents and got the go-ahead. Then, D-Day came.

My [F] threesome experience ?

It was a Friday night and I just returned from a very respectable dinner with a friends family! I felt like I wanted to cause some trouble and the guy who I have been fucking on and off messaged me (the same guy who has been fucking me at work).

He’s asking me to come over to his house as he’s having a party…. basically he sent a cab and told me it’s on its way to pick me up! I couldn’t say no!

I arrived at his house and everyone was pretty fucked up already and then I realised I was the only girl there! I was getting attention all night long and I was in my element! Eventually most of boys left and there was only me and my fuck buddy and his friend. We continued drinking.

We were dancing all around the front room having a great time! My fuck buddy kept kissing me and things were getting intense. Then his friend grabbed me and kissed me as well. I was in shock so I looked over to my fuck buddy for approval and he was totally into it! I kept going between them kissing them both and then they both stripped me naked. I started sucking off my fuck buddy whilst giving his friend a hand job! My fuck buddy then bent me over so he could fuck me from behind and I could suck off his friend as well! It was so hot ?

[MF] Breakup Sex Just Hits Different

This is the story of how the worst break-up conversation of all time stunningly turned into an indescribably hot fuck. Making it out of this conversation alive felt like a true triumph, and then somehow, by the end, we were ripping each others’ clothes off. This is too long, so skip to the ******* for “the good stuff.”

So, the first thing to know about Zoe is that she is viciously smart — like, smarter than everyone. If she was in your college class, you’d definitely be scared to be wrong about something, and if you were, she’d definitely let everyone know it. Not in an intellectual-dick-measuring kind of way (usually), but because she was a very serious student and she was very good at it. A professor-in-the-making. She’s a radical, queer, feminist who wrote essays on philosophy and politics for lit-magazines and made weird artwork, and genuinely *terrified* most men. Swoon.

[F][32]. My first time at a swingers club. ??

Evan and I got quite serious quite fast. Living in different countries we had some stuff to consider if we wanted to pursue this relationship. So he headed back to sort out some stuff in New Zealand for a few weeks after our adventure in Amsterdam and we kept talking on the phone, Skype, texting…… and exploring our approach to looking into the swinging lifestyle.

We Joined some swinger sites all over Europe and started exploring what was out there. The day he came back we had planned to hit a swingers Club that same night. We didn’t know what to expect but we were both as horny as we had ever been and open to absolutely anything.

It was a hot club with on site premises where you can have sex which is exactly what we wanted. I dressed up with my hottest and riskiest outfit. But I love elegance. So I had my tallest heels on, which were nude Louboutins. They always make me feel so hot. I had on a tight extremely short skirt that went from belly button to my pussy. Most of the time it would not even cover it. My ass spilled out the bottom of it and I loved how I looked and felt. Of course I left the panties home. I had on a brallette which was elegant but the exposure was so sexy. My hair was down and wavy. Still blond at the time. Great jewelry and i smelled amazing.

Losing 19[M]y virginity to my 44[F] year old primary school teacher

I’m not a great writer, so don’t expect a revolutionary piece of literature, but I hope you enjoy.

So I played in a metal band, still do, and our genre of predilection wasn’t particularly easy listening, so most of our shows were pretty small scale, playing in bars here and there, and generally we weren’t playing to an audience who had come specifically for this type of music so the response was usually pretty unenthusiastic. But the night I met her, we’d gotten a slot playing before this fairly popular local band small venue.

The time I [M] ended turning my roommate [F] into my FWB. Part 1: How it started.

*I thought it’d be fun to tell a bunch of real stories from past experiences. I’ve been trying to do nofap lately so this is kind of an outlet for me. Enjoy!*

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After college, I moved far away from my hometown to work in another city. It was a completely new life and I was finally living in a new situation far away from everything and everyone I had ever known. I rented a room in a house with a guy and a girl, both of whom were the same age as me. The girl roommate, let’s call her C, was very average looking and I hadn’t really been attracted to her. She had a couple things about her body that were attractive. She had muscular looking legs that looked pretty good in a short skirt or dress and she had modest but decent B-cup tits. Over the next two years. I was getting used to my new life but my dating life wasn’t really going anywhere. There was a particular stretch where I found myself sexually frustrated.

I learnt how to squirt and thank god I did 19[F]

I won’t tell you the exact age I started masturbating as I was underage. Though it wasn’t long after that that I discovered orgasms and many different ways to have them. Although for years and years that’s all I ever had. I would finger myself, rub my clit, use the shower head (big favourite at the time), my electric toothbrush… and I’d cum.

Obviously now that I’m a uni student and I do the work that I do, I have quite the collection of toys. One of them in particular was a vibrator. It could be turned up high and oh my god it was the strongest I’d ever used. The first time I used it I came in seconds. I just couldn’t help myself! But as I kept playing with it every day, eventually something happened.

I was being fingered by my boyfriend like crazy. Being fingered is honestly one of my favourite things and I was a MESS on the bed. He pulled out my vibrator and made me hold it to my throbbing clit as he fucked me with his hand. It wasn’t too long before I felt a huge pressure as I was about to cum and- gushed all over him. I covered him in my squirt and he KEPT GOING. I was begging him to stop as it was so sensitive, and once I’d soaked the whole bed he stopped.

[FM] Phone Sex is Hotter Than I Thought (Update on his dad and I)

Thanks for all the kind comments on my last couple of posts! It’s been exciting for me too :)

Devaughan (my ex who I occasionally fuck) and I haven’t really talked since that weekend. We basically only talk when one of us wants to hook up. He just asked me how the cleanup went, and I told him it went well.

Mr. Jack, on the other hand, has been texting me a lot. He has checked in on me and how my week is going, and to thank me for the help in cleaning out his home. I woke up this morning to a message that read:

*Good morning gorgeous! Today’s a beautiful day! I cant stop thinking about the way your pretty little pussy gripped my dick. You are always welcome in my home.*

What a dream. I was trying to think up a good reply, when I got a picture. It was Mr. Jack’s dick, fully hard, no hands. But there was something in his hand in the background … it was my thong. He was jerking off to the thong I left behind. What a perverse turn on.

[MF] Summer With A Friend Part 4

Before I start with Part 4, I’d like to say thank you to everyone that has read, commented, voted (good or bad) as I’ve post each part. I had no clue my sexual past would hit a cord with so many people. Its been shocking and appreciated. Thank you for reading and I hope this has been as enjoyable for you as it has been for me.

If you missed the first three parts you can find them here: [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ll6hvc/mf_summer_with_a_friend_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3), [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lluoqi/mf_summer_with_a_friend_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3), and [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lmwzzk/mf_summer_with_a_friend_part_3/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3).

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I left off in part 3 with the two of us talking. By the time she left for her place that night I was in a much better place. We’d talked, I’d had time to process and just the time together had helped me settle down.

I didn’t feel dirty anymore, but I didn’t feel wholly clean either. There was a part of me that wanted her all to myself. I knew that wasn’t going to happen and even if it was, I don’t think I could live with the consequences.