[MF] My husband made me cum at the beach while someone watched

This happened about a year ago. J and I went to our little unofficial nude beach. It’s never too crowded but always has your usual few nude men and rarely, a few women or groups. It’s also a nice scenic location and you have tourists and the general public who don’t know it’s an unofficial nude beach come by.

We don’t go down to the beach often, rather, sit to the left of the beach on some large flat rocks. We can see the breach (and those on it) and they can see us. J usually doesn’t get fully naked, I usually do.

This particular occasion was no different. There were a few nude men on the beach roaming around. I lay on my stomach and J started massaging some lotion on my back and focusing on my glutes. I work out and squat a few times a week so I have a pretty big butt. I also absolutely love massages and especially enjoy my ass massaged as it always (and I mean always) gets me wet). After a few minutes of J massaging my butt, I took out my phone and started reading some of the exhibitionist stories that he had sent me over the week (which I hadn’t go to). Being a huge exhibitionist myself, I love reading stories of other exhibitionist women, some tamer than what I get up to whilst some more daring. I imagine myself in their shoes and always get worked up.

[FM]Me & my BF finally met after months of online dating… and I’m addicted

(Just reposting to add a title..)

Maybe you’ve seen my posts on other subs, maybe you haven’t. Just in-case, I’m going to make a brief TL;DR for any potential newcomers.

TLDR: My boyfriend, John (not his real name) and I have been dating online for quite a while. In that time, I’ve transformed from someone who I literally thought was asexual… seriously, I hated touching myself most of the time and I’d hardly ever orgasmed… into a raving cum slut that would cum multiple times for him every night, and beg for his loads. It was all online, of course.

And then we’ve finally met up. As I’m typing this now he’s back home, but I’ll just give you a little idea of what those few days with him here were like.

I was a piece of property.

No, seriously, literally, that was what I was. He would grab my hair, grab my throat, force me down onto my knees whenever he wanted… and I loved it, I relished it. He’d snap his fingers and point to his crotch and I would go straight to work. I sucked his dick every chance I got.

Touching myself on the beach and enjoying anal for breakfast [fm]

I’ve been on holiday at my families cabin for the last 8 days with my younger sister and her friend. We’re on a quaint lake in eastern Quebec, Canada and over the last few years have modernized the waterfront property into our perfect vacation house. With this came a semi private beach next to the large public water access point.

Being the only 30 year old in the house I tend to wake up before anyone and use this to grab my towel and sun lotion and head out to tan. Over the last few days I’ve made a habit of only putting on my bikini bottoms and [lay topless](https://www.reddit.com/r/VacationsGW/comments/i9znkp/why_didnt_anyone_approach_me_on_the_beach_f/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)for any passers by to see. As I lay there and wait for the beach to become busy the thought of being watched turns me on so much. It only takes 10 minutes for me to become soaked and need to flip over to my stomach so I can grind my clit into the sand and get off. After a few days I started bringing my small vibrator down to shove under my panties while I lay out for anyone to see.

Craigslist Success: The Panty Upseller [MF]

I’ve shared this story a few years back on a different account, but it’s since been deleted, both the story and the account so thought I’d share it again.

I have a used panty fetish and love getting my hands on a pair of panties from someone local from time to time. I know I can buy online ( r/usedpanties ) but with being married, I can’t have them shipped to my house, and I don’t want to spend money I could be spending on panties, on a PO Box. So, I would attempt to find women in my local area who would be willing to sell in person.

I’d usually do this by posting an ad on Craigslist in the Casual Encounters section indicating that I was interested in buying panties, and to contact me if you wanted more details. Most of my ads were place in the Kansas City area (if you’re near KC and interested shoot me a DM) and I’d get a small handful of replies. Some would materialize, others wouldn’t. When I find a woman I like buying from, normally it’s not just a one time thing, but I’ll buy from them multiple times if they’re willing.

[M] 19 [F32] It was definitely not my imagination and I was right. Update 7 Part 1

Update on the night where I finally confessed my feelings to her.

So things were happening between us, back and forth. Some of them were hot and some of then were just cold. I had come across a comment on my first post where someone explained about our relationship in detail and it said how she was more interested in my childness and innocence more than anything. Although I dismissed that thought out of mind, it was still in the back of my mind. And over few months I got this feeling where the more childish I behaved, the more responsive she was towards my feeling.

My First Threesome with Another Guy [MFM]

The “spiritual successor” to the FFM one.

Rose and I were getting ready to meet the other guy for our MFM (we’ll call him Jake). We went over to Jake’s place, and I was nervous and excited, as it was my first with another dude. I was bi-curious at the time, but Jake was not into it, unfortunately, so Rose was getting all the attention.

We got to his apartment and talked and smoked some at his place, until we started talking about sex. Rose said she’d been horny all day and was waiting for us to give the green light to start

I started making out with her while Jake watched, ultimately getting her out of her clothes down to just her underwear (pink cheeky ones I liked). We could see Jake was hard through his basketball shorts, and he quickly slid them off. He had a bigger dick than me by about an inch, but I dind’t mind and liked watching Rose suck it while I was fingering her hairy pussy and eating her out. She was dripping wet at this point, and I decided to slide her panties off.

Revenge is a dish best served crea[M] [F]illed

So, in that [email](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ibr1rr/shit_hits_the_fan_in_the_most_mind_blowing_way/) Bill sent me, he revealed something I long suspected, but had no idea on for sure. See, it turns out Paul is a bit of a voyeur, and being a tech literate one, he put some hidden cameras in his and Bills apartment. He said it was under the guise of security, but Bill always thought that it was to spy on him and the girls he’d bring back and ravage, hence them always going to his room. That part creeped me out, especially since we’d occasionally fool around out there, and the fact he could have videos of that pissed me off. I also wondered if the little shit had one in his room, or if he hid one in Bills when he was out. Bill reassured me there weren’t any, he had checked, and he might have implied that if any videos of him and those skanks showed up online, they’d be followed by one of him and Paul (he’d never actually do that, but Paul didn’t need to know that). Bill said he knew where the camera was, and that he’d move it into “prime” position before I got there. I told him that if Paul kicked him out, he could always stay at my place, but Bill told me “Why would Paul kick me out of my own place?”. Paul had told me that he was the primary on the lease, and Bill was subletting a room from him, but apparently Bill owned the place outright, and Paul was actually subletting from him. Looking back now, I can see so many other lies like this that Paul got away with at the time, and I can’t believe how stupid I was to believe him. I guess hindsight really is 20-20.

All good things come to an end…repeatedly [MF]

I know, been a while, what can I say, shit happens. First there was a death in the family and I had to deal with that, then once I started to get back into the swing of things at work, the world went to shit, and before restrictions got too bad, I made the ~~smart~~ ~~dumb~~ impassioned move to drive from California to Maryland to quarantine with the girl I was seeing, the one who originally wanted me to start writing things out. She’s finishing up her residency to become a doctor, so I didn’t want her to be alone in the middle of all of this shit. What can I say, love makes you do stupid things. Anyway, I’m finally finishing out this chapter in my life, then I’m going to move on to other parts, more adventurous parts. Why am I writing these out instead of telling her in person? She likes it, and seems to think I have a knack for it. There’s another reason entirely, but I’ll get to that eventually, maybe.

My First Bull Experience[MFM] – TC20(7)

Hello readers! We are TC20, a married couple with alot of wild adventures to share. We have been swinging for almost 7 years now, and we have been married for 5 years. This particular story holds one of my solo adventures that i felt like sharing with you all.

Ovi has been a passive friend of mine for a very long time. We have never been really close, but we have hung and been around each others circle from very early age. He is a timid guy with a bit of low self esteem issues. He is 5’7 in height. Healthy built and curly hairs. He was dating Faiza who became a really close friend of mine from my first semester at university. We shared a lot of classes together and we just clicked in terms of interests and humor. She was one of the few people during that time of my life, who knew about my open relationship with Ria. Faiza is 5’2 ft tall, she has broad shoulders, a figure that looks healthy from far but gets curvier the more you get close. On first look, many people might not understand her appeal. But if you check her out properly, you will see what a bomb she is. Guys from our circle always joked about how Ovi could score a bomb like Faiza.

[FM] I gave my first ever blowjob in a hijab

My first relationship, with an Indian guy, lasted four months and we never actually got past the “making out and groping” stage – we never undressed or even sent nudes. When that ended, I began chatting to a guy in my class who had also just finished a relationship. He was the exact opposite of my ex – he was 6ft tall, athletic and muscular; a handsome white jock guy with a blonde quiff. My parents were (and still are) very controlling and it was difficult for us to get time alone but eventually one of our classes was cancelled so I kept this information from my parents and we began to get some alone time together.

That afternoon, we finished class as usual and he suggested we went go have lunch at a restaurant – I already felt guilty just doing that; it felt so illicit and forbidden. When we finished eating he asked me if I would go with him for a drive in his car up onto the moors. I was hardly dressed for the occasion, wearing my smart school clothes – trousers, a high-necked pullover, flat-soled sandals and, of course, a black hijab – but I was excited and I felt more than a little horny at the prospect. The idea of this toned college athlete taking an interest in me, a short, slightly chubby Muslim goody-two-shoes was intoxicating – that kind of thing just didn’t happen, so I agreed.