“I’m not wearing any underwear” she told me [MF]

I was reminiscing about a uni/college hookup earlier today and thought I would share it with you horny people!

The story starts at a university (that’s college to our American readers) house party. The host was well known for his raucous parties, with rooms dedicated to soft drugs, hard drugs, drinking games and chillout spots. I knew the host well and lived a couple of streets away.

I’d been at the party for a good few hours, making a fool of myself at the beer pong table and later conducting a loud and boisterous game of kings cup. I’d retired to one of the chillout rooms and was sitting on a sofa when N walked in and waved at me.

I’d known N for a few years – we were both on the ski racing team and had played hockey together. As you can imagine, N had an incredible body. About 5ft 5, mousy brown hair and a slim but powerful frame. Her smile lit up the room and her nose wrinkled when she was playing angry.

Cumming multiple times with my work buddy [FM]

So, this happened again. The guy and I. As a distraction I shoot him a picture of my hand in my panties. I’ve taken to wearing lacy thongs. I keep my pubes natural, which is a turn on for him. He likes that he can see them through the lace.

We keep texting each other. I tell him I want to spread myself across his desk and finger myself for him. We get to a point where I am dripping wet and he is hard as fuck (he sends me a pic). I ask if he has time for me to come by, and he tells me he does, I drop what I am doing and head over.

When I get to his office, his desk lamp is on but the overheads are off. It’s dim with a spotlight pretty much shining on his desk. I put my things down on a chair and immediately undress to my bra and panties. I’m wearing a lace thong and bra. My bra is a low cut demi-cup. My tits are Cs and I really like the feeling when they are just held in place with the potential for a nipple popping out.

[F] My [F 39] dildos have given me better and harder orgasms that any men.

I got into playing with objects a while back. Being born and raised in a conservative household, that was my only sexual outlet. I tried pens, cucumbers, carrots, water bottle, wine bottle, gear sticks and what not. The after while I had a place for my own and I could live in a much more open way and in my own terms.

It was at that point of time that I got my first dildo. About 6 inches long, made from glass. It was a wild ride since then. And a couple of years ago I got a bit more ambitious and bought my second dildo. 12inches long, incredibly thick, black in color. I was pushing my own limits and the sensation was incredibly hot.

I am not saying that the men I have slept with were bad in bed. No. Most of then were incredible. But for some reasons, I wet more and cum harder with my dildos. Maybe it’s the thought that I am letting mere objects fuck me turns me on. Maybe it’s the fact that a dildo (black one) is bigger and thicker that any man I have been with. And I can fuck myself at my own pace in any way I love. No pressure of performing and no pressure of satisfying the guy, just me and my toys.

[FF] First time fantasy fulfilled. How a bi-sexual woman’s dream came true

About 8 years ago, I told my husband about my being turned on by women. It came from watching porn together. He asked me about it because I always got super wet when there was girl on girl stuff. So I just sucked it up and told him about how I had fantasized about other girls since I was in middle school. I was a little scared, didn’t want to freak him out. But he took it just fine, seemed excited by it in fact, and he told me how much it turned him on to watch two women. So that was much easier than I expected, and I was able to tell him about my fantasies, my girlfriends in high school that I fantasized about, etc.

We talked about it many times, and he was as turned on by the thought of me and another woman, as I was. We decided we would go away on vacation to an adults-only resort. We looked in to places and decided on a resort in Jamaica.

Sucking off my son’s coach [FM]

So I have been crushing on this dad who seems to help out with every youth sport. So it was even more disappointing when there haven’t been any sports for a while due to covid because I haven’t been able to mindlessly stare at him and fantasize about what I want him to do to me.

Recently in our area they decided to have a form of youth basketball. The kids all wear their masks and have to bring their own balls and it’s just stuff like dribbling and shooting, no games.

Several weeks ago after the practice the kids were shooting the basketballs for fun and it turned out that it was his kids and my son being the last ones. He and I were talking about online school and all that fun stuff. He awkwardly changed the subject and commented on how nice I looked, and that he always notices how good I look when he sees me. I couldn’t exactly tell if he was really hitting on me or not lol. He said it so randomly and it was kind of awkward lol. But I figured that I’d take my shot and I told him that I make sure to look good for him, and that I always hope he notices me. He seemed much more confident and less awkward after that and he said he wanted my number so that he could text me sometime. Didn’t ask, just kind of told me to give it to him which I thought was super hot. I told him to text me that night.

The [F]irst (and only) time I hooked up in a stairwell [FM]

So this is actually about the second time we hooked up, but I’ve been thinking about this night a lot lately, especially with bars being closed.

A little about me: I’m 25 now, 5’8″, and about 115 lbs. Everyone likes to describe themselves as athletic but maybe it’d be best to say I was ex-athletic. I ran track and played volleyball in high school but I went to a school more known for academics than sports. Still, even though I wasn’t competing anymore, I genuinely liked fitness. I think like most girls, I’ve had a mixed bag in online dating. Some guys are fun to hang out with, some are really terrible, some just want to have sex but want to lead you on, some are just boring.

This had happened just about a year ago and I was kind of going through a phase where I was more fed up with dating apps than not. I was looking for something more serious but I also wasn’t above swiping right on someone whose primary quality was that they were hot. That’s how I matched with James. He was my age, 6’2″, and while his profile was interesting and it was cool that he was in grad school, honestly what got my attention were his abs. He wasn’t bulky strong, he was actually really lean, but he had a well defined stomach and must have worked out.

[MF] 18yo me learning off an experienced lady

Hi everyone,

I’ll start by saying those who regularly post the juicy deets on here are the real heroes of lockdown. I’ll jump in with a second story to add some more sparkle.

Like I mentioned before, my step into adulthood was a real steep learning curve, I looked like a man in their mid 20’s when I was still 18, so had the pleasure of attracting older ladies and all their amazing kinks and general dirtiness. It was a fantastic time for a wide eyed polite 18yo.

This one particular story was a night out that I met Kim, she was a 30yo sport tutor and general good egg. She was 5’7, dirty blonde, with a tight frame, curvy ass and small perky boobs. She was a straight talker and we hit it off, but didn’t take it any further as she was on a rocky relationship so it turned into a slow burn text that increased in flirtatious-ness .

Cutting to the chase these texts turn dirty pretty quick once I find out she’s splitting with her partner. We agree to meet up to act on these texts and I turn up at her place, like a kid going to watch his football team for the first time. Excited, overwhelmed and definitely nervous.

29[F] – Updated darts ?

Ever played darts? ?

I have been a fan of this game despite being so bad at it, never succeeded to make it to the bullseye.

My mistress is also a huge fan of that game! But since she is dominant and love to humiliate me, she play it in a completely different way.

The rules stay the same with two changes in the gameplay:

1- We replace arrows with fluids(explained later)
2- We replace the darts board with my face, my actual face!

How to play:

*I sit on the floor on my knees nude in front of the players.

*My mouth is the bullseye, circles around it is drawn using a red lipstick.

*Players start taking turns for shooting but not with arrows, with fluids!

*Each player can choose each turn to shoot any of those fluids:
-cum directly from his dick
-squirt directly from her pussy
-piss directly from pussy/dick
-spit directly from mouth
-beer (out of his/her mouth)

* After the rounds are done, the player with highest score wins.

[MF] [PART 2] An incredible night turns into a short, but intense sexual relationship

I should be getting ready for work, but since writing my first post, I can’t get Zoe out of my head. She can best be described as a very sexual person, that knows exactly what she wants. Part of me wants to text her and let her know about what I’ve written, because I know it would interest her to read about our intense experience from my point of view. The other part of me feels the need to keep this anonymous…

[PART 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l7o09m/mf_an_incredible_night_turns_into_a_short_but/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

*** Skip to the juicy stuff

The rest of the weekend flew by in an instant. I had to return to the city, and Zoe to school. We maintained constant contact that entire week – texted all day, calls and FaceTime in the evenings. We decided that she was going to make the trip to my apartment the following weekend. We simply could not wait to see each other again. We didn’t necessarily sext or send any provocative photos back and forth, but we weren’t shy about how excited we were to be intimate again.

I asked [m]y g[f] to participate in a massage therapist roleplay. She agreed.

I asked my girlfriend to participate in a massage therapist roleplay. She agreed. One night, seated on the couch, I mentioned to her that I was going to go out to get a massage. She grinned at me, clearly getting the hint. I went out, gave her some time to prepare and texted her.

“Hello, I found your number online. Is is true you are offering massages?”

After a couple of minutes, she replied.

“Sorry, what’s your name?”

“My name is B. I found your advertisement online about a relaxing massage.”

“Hi Mr. B., indeed I do massages but I’m not in the spa anymore. I’m already home.”

“That’s too bad then… I was in the neighborhood and was wondering for a massage.”

“If you really want that we can try to do in my place, but I don’t have the proper bed and creams, so I don’t know if it would work for you. And I don’t have the pin machine, so you would have to pay in cash.”

“I don’t mind, I just had a stressful day and would like to relax a little bit. Maybe you could improvise with the bed and creams?”