It was an unusually cold winter morning, a group of 4 Europeans enter my bed and breakfast, requesting for an early check-in. All of them seemed to be in their late 20s, jolly in nature. I showed them their rooms, which were not very fancy but warm and comfortable, with the windows providing an amazing view of desert.
They all checked in, freshened up and went for the city tour and desert safaris. In evening we had a cultural show at terrace with everyone interacting and warm tea. As it got darker, tea was replaced by the good old Rum.
We talked about our experiences in different cities and countries. Slowly one by one the crowd got thinner. Around 11:30 pm, it got too cold for everyone and except 2 of the 4 European girls, everyone else left. I got us 2 blankets, one for me and they both shared 1. They were Italians, and were in my country for 2 months of backpacking. We kept drinking and singing till late.
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I become this cum obsessed whore when I’m ovulating [F]
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It’s almost crippling how much this controls me. When I’m ovulating, I become obsessed with fucking. No, not just fucking. But getting **bred**. It’s almost like a drug, my perverse obsession. It’s something that completely overwhelms me. The elixir to cure my manic despair? Only a man – and his thick creamy cum deep inside me.
I’m an educated woman – went to a prestigious university, have a degree. Have a prim and proper sense of decorum and civility. Successful, accomplished, intelligent. But, in the days leading up to my ovulation day, I’m degraded down to this cum-obsessed whore. I’m walking around, in this sort of daze, just needing to fulfill this biological responsibility. It’s ALL I can think about. No, it’s not baby fever. It’s that traditional gender role that nature assigned. It’s my body, starving to be bred.
[MF] She Squirted for the first time in her Mid 50’s
The following event happened April last year, it was both unexpected and mind-blowing.
A little about me: Irish, 185cm, 185lbs, blues eyes, short blonde hair, red beard.
One evening, I finished work and was relaxing at home. I hadn’t anything planned, nor did I want to do anything in particular. One of those ‘fuck it, im going to chill and netflix with myself,’ type of evenings. Work was hectic and my head of department had stressed me out, so the last thing I needed was to be around people.
That is until that one friend calls you asking if you want to go for ‘1 or 2 beers.’ If any of you have been drinking with the Irish, you’ll know exactly what I mean by that legendary phrase.
Alex is Middle-eastern, 36, 5’10, skinny but broad shoulders and a chin and jawline that looks like it was carved from granite. He was sporting the bald look with a five o clock shadow. I’ve been trying to convince him to grow a beard because if I had to be honest, it’d be bloody epic on him.
The biggest cock I[F] ever experienced and it was a “one night stand”
I was 23 at the time and the guy was just about to turn 20. He was a guy that my bff/roommate worked with. She was fucking his friend that they also worked with. Typically she was a size queen and boy did she pick the wrong guy. So after hanging out for a few weeks we wound up talking about sex of course and he mentions that he’s only slept with 2 girls in the past and has never been able to full penetrate either of them due to his massive size. At which point I said where there is a will there is a way. Pussy’s are made to stretch (with a few exceptions) and take cocks of any size. I told him I’m not afraid of a enormous cock and we should sleep together just so he would know how it felt to have a woman completely. Also he had no idea if he was good in the sack so he was intrigued with my offer.
Drug fueled camping voyeurism. Pt1 [FM]
When I was a freshman in college a few of my friends met up and they all decided to head out for a weekend of camping starting with a boat trip to a nearby island where we could setup. Even though I grew up on the beach, I don’t know shit about boating except you drink a lot and lay in the sun all day – and depending on your friends that can include taking a lot of drugs and partying.
What we thought was going to be this tiny boat to just get us onto the island, turned out to be our friend’s dad’s quite large boat which had a cabin larger than my bedroom at home. So, we end up taking it out into the ocean then just cruising up and down the inter-coastal before getting drunk enough to decide we needed to find the island.
And, what was supposed to be a camping friendly island, turned out to be just a chunk of sandy land with no bathrooms or any other type of setups, not even grills or anything. We docked and got our little campsite setup and it was very clear we were the only people not only on the island, but pretty much in sight. We’d be sitting ducks if Jason Vorhees decided to paddle up to the other side of the island.
My mom’s friend [MF]
It’s almost every teenage guys dream to sleep with an older woman and I was lucky enough to experience it. My mom has a friend (we’ll call V). V wasn’t too attractive but she also wasn’t unattractive. V had recently been divorced and would come over to our house a lot more. My mom would always force me to greet and chat with guests so I did as I was told. In the span of like 2 weeks, I began to see V as a friend rather than just a guest.
V and I began to talk more and more and would even talk on the phone or messages. We would talk pretty normal like “how was your day” and “what did you do today” and this happened for a good while. One day, V stopped by the house to leave a few things for my mom. I was home alone at the time. I invited her inside and we had a normal conversation until she told me “you’re really handsome for your age”. I was your typical teenager so I blushed and thanked her.
Threesome [MFM] gone wrong and how i ruined my friendship.
[M] 26 here. Bi curious. I’ve a strong crush on one of my friend. He’s an aggressive psychopath kind of guy. Always domineering and doesn’t listen to anyone and looks extremely good. Me and my girlfriend got drunk at his place and i was extremely horny. I got her horny by fingering her and asked my girl if she would be okay for a threesome. She was okay with it and i approached my friend for it but he bluntly told me that he wont be okay with me being in there and he would like it to be her alone. While the real motive for me was to suck my friend’s dick and i was in no mood to be a cuck that day or even now. I really loved my girlfriend back then and also i wanted to please her with a double penetration if possible. So we mutually agreed with a no and didn’t go ahead with the plan. It was very awkward talking to him after that. But i badly wanted to suck his cock even now. I don’t know how to approach him again honestly. Can someone help me out?
[MF] A risky one night stand with a gorgeous Dutch girl
Skip to the ***** for the sexy stuff.
This happened around 2 years ago while I was travelling around Europe solo. I was in Rotterdam for one night on my way to Amsterdam to meet a friend. As it was just one night, I opted for a cheap hotel over a hostel, a decision I definitely don’t regret.
It was a week night and not much was happening. I was planning on just grabbing some dinner and then having an early night before a morning train trip. I wandered from my hotel to walk around the city, eventually finding some fast food to eat. On my walk back, I decided to pass by some bars just to see if there was anything happening.
I walked passed one fairly lively pub with people drinking and smoking out the front. I lingered as I was briefly tempted to grab a quick beer but decided against it. As I started walking off I heard a voice with a cute Dutch accent call out to me
“Hey, wait up!”
The Hall of Mirrors (Blowjob Carnival) (Part 5) [MF]
(If you’re familiar with my story intros, skip to the ———–). This story has two parts. I recommend you read until the ********* then come back later for the second part below for a different perspective on the same story.
Warning: super long.
[Last time](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i6f8po/ring_toss_the_blowjob_carnival_part_4_mf/), I (20, M) introduced you, dear reader, to Mary (18, F), my girlfriend who threw me a Carnival-themed party and surreptitiously turned it into an extended birthday present of creative blowjobs. Each carnival table activity had its own card. Hidden inside was a sexy message with a tease about the kind of oral pleasure I’d be in for. First, she gave me a Retro Candy blowjob and indulged in an explosion of Pop Rocks and cum at the same time. She then gave me a luxurious blowjob with temperature play which finished with me watching her sip my cum from a cup of hot tea. That was followed by a bubblicious blowjob in the pool with a rough ending and a BDSM session that was my first venture into anal play and finished with me shaking the last of my cum off into her mouth. That left us with 6 to go:
The first time I(38F) came from sexting [MF]
First Time I (38F) Came from Sexting
PreCovid, I went to see a show with a group of old friends when I saw R (35M) in the crowd. I had matched with him on Tinder, but we hadn’t started messaging yet. Normally I wouldn’t make the first move, but something about being out with friends I’d known for a long time made me feel more confident. I told my friend I was gonna go for it, she gave me a thumbs up, and I made my way over to him.
The music was loud and the club was dark. Gristly, deep vocals with pounding drums and bass. Not the kind of show one goes to when trying to talk to people. He was standing in front of the stage, nodding his head rhythmically and occasionally taking a sip of his beer. He had long hair, a Fu Manchu style mustache, and a barrel chest. I sidled up next to him, but he didn’t look my way. I’m only 5’4″ and he’s about 6’2″. He barely noticed me, so I started dancing to the beat and threw myself into him sideways “accidentally.” He looked my way, gave me a nod of recognition and held up his beer as if to say “Cheers!” His eyes twinkled, then turned into crescents as he smiled at me. He was cute, and I was in trouble. He mouthed “Nice to meet you” and I smiled and yelled “Same!” The set ended and the lights came on. There was a ringing in my ears from the speakers, and R was several drinks in already so the two of us together weren’t communicating too well. We stammered some awkward words to one another when my friend yelled that our Uber had arrived and that was that.