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[FMM] Camping can be adventurous

Camping fun

We enjoy camping in a toy hauler with our side by side, which is a small off road vehicle. We go to Plantbamboo, Hog Waller, Redneck Mud Park and other camping areas in Florida. My husband is an early to bed / early riser and can not hang with the late night party crowd. He’s often asleep before midnight and I’m still going, so I walk around to other campsites that are still partying. Sometimes I go for a midnight ride in the woods with a new friend in his side by side and we “get lost” for an hour. Sometimes I get a “tour” of another’s camper or motor home. I really enjoy being slutty behind my husband’s back, it’s the naughtiness and adventure that turns me on.

[FF] Uni Halls Afternoon Delights

This post describes true incident that occured when I was at Uni 8 years ago now. I thought I would share it here for the enjoyment of others!

All participants in this story were 18+ when this story occured and certain minor detials have been changed to preserve anonymity.

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I went quiet for a second lost in my own thoughts, daydreaming.

Suddenly I was back at uni, stuck in my little student hall trying to prepare THAT infamous class assignment. Suddenly I could hear quiet laughter and giggling through the adjoining wall. Music suddenly went on. The music was then turned up a little louder. I cursed the lack of sound-insulation in the paper-thin walls of the halls! I could hear muffled faint sounds…kissing? Then a muffled male “oh…baby”.

Oh no, I cringed inwardly. I knew exactly what was coming next. More faint giggling followed by gasps, and then the unmistakeably sounds of general feminine panting and sexual urgency. It sounded like my halls neighbour Kate had her boyfriend Jake over again!

Suddenly my phone buzzed. A text message, Alice. Alice’s room was located on the otherside of my hall neighbour, Kate. Read more »

[M]y [F]un in the woods

I grew up with a forest preserve about a block away from my house. It was the place where we’d sneak a smoke or a joint, but not a seedy, creepy kind of woods. I mean, it was a nice suburb and only about one total block in size. Mostly, people just walked their dogs there.

My ex and I made good use of that wooded oasis.

She was 5’8, c-cup tits, and big, shapely hips that made great handles for fucking her as hard as you wanted.

We had gone out for drinks, thinking that a friendship would be possible after three years of dating. Spoiler alert – friendship was not in the cards. However, we had a ton of fun fucking during our relationship. She was the first woman I hooked up with that could cum from getting ass fucked. I was not her first anal guest, but I was the first to cum on her face, the recipient of her first rimjob, and the first person to stuff her pussy with a dildo while fucking her asshole. Read more »

I 37[M](19 at the time) got physically stuck inside my girlfriend 38[F](20 at the time).

This is story #3 from me. This is by far the funniest/scariest time I’ve had sex.

My girlfriend and I were rabbits. We fucked every chance we got. She was my third serious girlfriend and at that age we could not get enough. This event however caused her to not want to have sex for a few days before she broke.

We will call her “Sarah” for story purposes. Sarah was a stunner and stopped me in my tracks the first time I saw her. She was 5’ 95-100lbs with a nice set of Bs and a cute little ass. I am 6’3 and at the time I was fairly fit. We hit it off and started dating. The second date we had sex and she loved to be on top. She would get the angle just right and cum so hard. She was on birth control but didn’t want me to cum inside her at first. It took a few months but I finally got her to love taking my load deep inside her tight little pussy. Read more »

A Festive Fucking (28F) [FM]

(Aka; A true tale of festive fuckery told in a manner befitting the season)

‘Twas a few nights before Christmas and all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
But that’s not strictly true, as something *was* stirring,
For under a duvet a vibrator was whirring.
I was attempting to relieve my frustration,
By applying some liberal clitoral stimulation.
Though I was having success, and my toes they did twitch,
It just wasn’t enough to fully scratch the itch.
I sought something more substantial in her Christmas stocking,
To put it quite bluntly, I needed a cock-ing.
For a festive family gathering is great, with one snag,
It presents next to no opportunities to shag.
I’d been home for three days; a Christmas vacation,
And my sex life had halted, a total cessation.
Until then I’d been active, after all, ’tis the season,
Not that I needed to justify the reason.
In short, I was horny. I needed some action,
To get out and find some mutual attraction.
So despite the later hour, and some of my family sleeping,
Out of the house I found myself creeping.
(It wasn’t that late. Maybe just gone twelve?
Certainly enough time for my plans not to shelve)
Wrapped up in layers, looking quite the sight,
I ventured out into the cold winter’s night… Read more »

[M]y childhood [F]riend and I were fuck buddies in college Part 3

Thanks for all the support on this story so far, as its one of my favorite memories of college. You can catch up here if you haven’t read anything so far

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kbb9sz/my_childhood_friend_and_i_were_fuck_buddies_in/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kbt2tx/my_childhood_friend_and_i_were_fuck_buddies_in/)

Not exactly sure how I’m going to proceed from here and how many more posts there will be about Amanda, as I have some of my other college exploits to tell but for now, enjoy more of my story with Amanda.

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So after the night we first hooked up, Amanda and I got together regularly. I would go out on a Friday night and hit her up and next thing you know we would be in either her dorm or mine and fucking like animals.

I explored more and more of her toned body and learned everything that turns her on, and what was a no go.

She loved being fingered and being eaten out, but never at the same time. Amanda liked to have multiple stimulations going. Read more »

Orgasam edging in a shared dorm room [F] (23)

I love to travel and have done several solo backpacking trips. I normally stay in communal hostel dorm rooms, as it keeps the budget down and is a good way to meet people. The only problem with this is, I have a very high sex drive and this environment doesn’t give me the opportunity to masturbate as much as I would normally! On my last trip I got in to the habit of playing with myself regularly anyway, and just getting very good at being subtle about it. Sometimes it’s extra tricky, as the bunk beds shake around or even squeak with the slightest of movements. I would start very slow and gently, running my finger back and forth over my clit, just ever so delicately exploring my pussy. Under the covers of course, so no one could see what I was doing. The thrill of being surrounded by others in the room of course adds to the excitement and before long I would be soaking wet. At this point, every fiber in my body wants my fingers to start moving faster and for my hips to start rolling and grinding in rhythm. But, I know if I do this, the bunk bed will start shaking and making noise and everyone I’m sharing with will know what I’m up to! So instead, I force myself to keep my body still and keep my fingers stroking my clit with the same slow, light movements. The tension builds to an unbearable level, it’s honestly near impossible not to move and make noise. I am so turned on and close to cumming, I know it would only take a few seconds of quick movements with my fingers and I would be exploding my wetness all over my sheets, but even those few seconds would give me away. So instead, I kept on with the incredibly slow and careful movements, and this has me edging, staying right on the cusp of orgasming. It is so intense, and when finally I do cum (still being careful not to move or make a sound) it is probably the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. Waves of pleasure washing over my whole body, tingling stretching right down in to my toes, absolutely other worldly bliss. I have tried to repeat this experience at home but never managed! When I get to the edging stage, I don’t have the will power to hold back and always end up flicking my fingers quickly right at the end and having a normal orgasm. It is only when I have the motivation of knowing I’m surrounded by others and can’t get caught, that I am able to control myself like that! I also have a few hostel dorm room sex stories, where I’ve hooked up with someone else… but then I was much less subtle! Well save them for another time!

My Birthday Present [MF]

I had been begging my boyfriend for months to be rougher with me. I told him that I really wanted to try CNC, but he was very hesitant and uncomfortable with it at first. So I just let it go, as I didn’t want to make him uncomfortable.

Every now and then, he’d surprise me by pulling my hair, choking me, and/or pinching my nipples. I savored every drop of sweet submission and masochism, but never put any pressure on him to be rough…

It was my birthday weekend and naturally, I went out drinking with my friends and my boyfriend. We had a great night. Both my boyfriend and I were pretty drunk by the time we got home.

He kissed me hard and roughly groped my tits, pushing me slowly backwards into my room. He was so forceful and dominant. I was so disoriented and so turned on. He ripped off my clothes and we didn’t even make it to the bed. He pushed me down onto my knees and I began to suck his cock. He wrapped his fingers around my hair and fucked my face. He was so rough and I loved every second. Read more »

Another mainly vanilla night with [M]y [F]uture wife after a day of teasing.

Today my fiance made a small choice that turned me on to a ridiculous degree, she knows that my weakness is her in lingerie but also the easy access of her in a dress. The dress she wore today was a fairly modest one, black with small white flecks. What was underneath was pink, lacey and hugs her and really well and all day she was giving me glimpses of them until we went shopping.
Whilst shopping for Christmas presents with our kids she disappeared in target and when she reappeared there was a devilish grin on her face, as she walked past me she whispered that she had a surprise for me for later. Fast forward a few hours and I’m laying in bed, hard and wondering what she had in store for me. When she finished getting changed in front of the tall set of drawers that rests at the foot of our bed I see her in a black G-string lace again (a personal weakness) and her favourite negligee, purple that stops at her hips and that fits her breasts perfectly.
Usually she slides off her panties as she gets into bed but not tonight, tonight she lays comfortably and spreads her legs. Smiling up at me and with her devilish grin returning she knew that she was playing into exactly what I want, so I gave her what she wanted.
I knelt next to her head, grabbed her hair and guided her lips to my cock feeling her warm breath flowing over the head and down my shaft before she agressively grabbed me and took my dick into her mouth. Her tongue running over my tip as she pulled my foreskin back showed that she had been waiting all day and as she started to slide my cock in and out of her mouth getting deeper each time I reached to her crotch and pulled the G-string to the side. I didn’t waste any time sliding my fingers over her clit and rubbing it in a circular motion making her moan which came out muffled as she continued working her hand and mouth along my dick in a slow rhythm.
After a few minutes she slid my pulsing cock out of her mouth, just seconds before I wouldn’t be able to hold back the load she had been taunting all day. She looked me in the eye and asked if we could make it a quickie as she was tired from the events of the day, I agreed as I too am tired even as I write this. But I have a compulsion, I cannot leave her unsatisfied so I maneuvered my way down the bed until I could taste her, my tongue went to work sliding back and forth over her clit feeling her juices run through my beard and down my neck. It didn’t take long until I slid in just one finger and curled it upward as I began to rub the inside of her pussy, soon her juices were running down my hand and dripping onto the sheet. As her hands started to run through my hair I could feel the muscles inside her start to spasm and contract until I could barely move my finger. Her whole body spasmed as she came, her hand over her mouth trying to remain quiet and suddenly she was trying to pull away. There was nowhere she could move though, if she tried to move her pussy downward my finger would go deeper and if she tried to move up my tongue was ready to run over her now sensitive clit instead her legs closed around my head applying enough pressure for me to concede.
I had not came yet and she wanted me to cum, she rolled herself over as I sat up and said that she wasn’t done until I was. It took no persuasion and I didn’t hesitate, I pulled her G-string to the side, slid my dick as far into her as I could and started to move my hips back and forth feeling my dick sliding in and out and the pressure applied by her vaginal muscles coupled with the torturous closeness of me cumming while receiving head had me ready in minutes. I said I was close and she began telling me to cum, begging me to fill her and I was all to happy to oblige my cock started throbbing with pleasure pumping the massive load she had been building all day, filling her until I could feel a mixture of her pussy juices and my cum running down my balls.
It may have been vanilla, neither one of us choking the other as we have recently been taking the pleasure of sharing dominance but I will sleep feeling satisfied that she played into something that I enjoy for the first time and that she loved it.

Childhood friend [F] became [M]y BDSM submissive after years of not seeing each other. Hotel fun ensued.

Created the account for the December monthly contest. May keep it for other posts as desired.

Setup: Parents/my family had been family friends with father’s co-worker’s family before I was born. Families hung out together, drank, barbecued, played cards, etc. I was named after dad’s co-worker (subject’s father). At 5 years old, I remember them having a red-haired baby girl with deep eyes. Eventually the plant the dads worked at closed, our families went different directions, and my parents moved away for another job, though I stayed in town. The families no longer spoke or hung out.

Fast forward another bunch of years. I’d married and divorced, and was perusing the local online dating sites when I came across a familiar name. It was unique enough that I had a suspicion it was the red-haired girl from our pasts, but that her child was named after a sibling made it clear that it was most definitely the girl I’d known since she was born. The eyes were still deep, she’d become a successful director in her company, and it seems was single. I messaged her about the little red-haired girl, and commented that I knew her child had the same name as her sibling, and that I was named after her dad, which she knew. Instant re-connection. Thought I’d just have a friend to have drinks with. Little did I (or she) know. Read more »