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Okay so this is my first post ever, i will really try to post more stories but i do not have many stories (yet) since i just started exploring my sexual needs! Also i feel like i might stretch my stories way to hard so i will mark the part of the story where it gets sexual with ******
So i basically got dumped by my girlfriend a year ago and when that happened i decided to find some girls to have seks with on tinder (my gf was really bad in bed so i really missed having GOOD seks!)
I lost my virginity at age 18, right at the very end of high school, two years ago. Fair warning: a lot of the stories on this subreddit are very sexy and involve kinks/dirty talking – and while I definitely love all that now, this story is about my very first experience, so it was much more ‘innocent’ and sweet than most other stories on here!
All throughout high school, I was a very shy girl and stuck to a pretty solid routine of school, work, and friends. I barely talked to anyone outside of my close-knit friend group, and although a handful of guys showed interest in me, I never really had a boyfriend or cared too much about getting one. I never thought much about sex, and although I had attempted to masturbate a couple of times, nothing ever seemed to come of it (In hindsight, I was doing it very, very wrong).
I had at one pointed dated another girl (even exchanged “I love you”s with her), but we had never even made it to second base. I think this was because we were both terrified of making the first move to take things further. It was mostly a ‘relationship’ built on gentle kisses and cheesy ideas about what a relationship should be.
Once I got involved in BDSM, I got in real deep, real fast. I started going to munches (I hate that name, but here we are), meeting people, getting into the nitty gritty, even going to classes. Eventually that led me to develop a group of good friends, both men and women. I became a known quantity and trusted by the group. That led me to Megan.
This one isn’t one session, but the first time I got involved in a TPE situation. TPE stands for Total Power Exchange, and it means that the dom assumes total, 24/7 control over the sub’s life. Choosing clothes, approving plans, everything. Some folks who are super serious even do this without a safeword, which seems insane to me, but to each their own.
Megan and I originally met at a munch when she was just getting started, but nothing ever really came together. Later, after she had some experience and knew what she wanted, we got to talking about more extreme forms of kink. We started playing together and getting into more and more intense stuff.
I had my first one-night stand when I was a 19-year old college sophomore. I was studying graphic design at Virginia Commonwealth University. Our department gave an annual scholarship for a student to attend the American Institute of Graphic Arts annual conference, which was in Vancouver that year. I was thrilled and a little surprised when it was announced that I had won the award.
I was very excited. It was the first time I had ever traveled across the country alone. Vancouver is an absolutely beautiful city, of course. I had a nice room in the conference hotel, proved by the scholarship. The conference was fantastic. I met so many great people. There were classes in the day with banquets and receptions in the evening. When I returned to my room at the end of the day, I was ready to fall into bed and sleep, but I always called my boyfriend before lights out. He was a nice guy, if a little unexciting. Sex with him was OK, just pretty much him getting on top of me and fucking me until he would cum.He didn’t do oral on me with much enthusiasm, like he was just fulfilling an obligation. I liked sucking his cock, but he rarely would cum in my mouth. I only had orgasms about half the time we had sex. The remaining times, I’d have to masturbate later to satisfy myself.
*I am reposting this story- I shared it a few months ago, but removed it for some personal reasons.*
This is the second and final part of a true story from about a decade ago- for me, a memorable and sex life-changing experience. You can read about our [first encounter here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hqecwi/amazing_encounter_with_a_woman_twice_my_age_milf/).
Disclaimers: Names changed for fairly obvious reasons. Additionally, if uninterested in the buildup, readers can skip to the **first and second parts with sex below, as this is a fairly long story.**.
The ‘Cast‘: Me: ‘D’ Six feet tall, 26 years old at the time, athletic white guy. Her: ‘Kari’ about 50+ years old, white, petite and athletic/muscular, sandy blonde hair and about 5’5’ (with A/B-cup breasts).
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The morning I left Kari’s house, she told me she’d keep my number. I wasn’t realistically expecting to hear from her again. At twice my age, we were at such different places in life and I had no expectations of any sort of relationship with her. To quickly recap: I was heavily invested in my new job and she was on the backside of a divorce and teenagers.
I have wanted to post something here for a long time but never knew what. So why not begin where it all started. Let me preface this by stating this is not a celebration of my actions but a cathartic exercise, nevertheless it is a Gone Wild story.
I often see stories of this nature, or ‘my step mum is seducing me, posts here on Reddit. My advice is to run and don’t get involved. If you have already, I can’t help you other than I’m sorry. Although I did enjoy it at the time and thought it was two mature adults consenting I’m still dealing with the negative effects on my mental health and future relationships today. But I digress, this is not Gonewildandregreteditstories after all.
I was 18 and a virgin. Jenny was 36 and of Chinese heritage but not Chinese. While I was just a skinny kid, 6.2ft at about 79kg and pasty as fuck. She was beautiful. Dark skinned, depending on the season and tan. About 5.8ft, good size tits and had a figure and a great thick arse.
A kinky thought. The following would not have occurred to me until I started fucking other men’s wives. So, I fuck his wife all afternoon. We shower to clean off the post-sex aroma. She leaves for home. She kisses her husband with lips that had, just a few hours before, been wrapped around my cock wet with her pussy juices. Does he taste it? They sit on the sofa that evening watching a Netflix. My sperm swim up her cunt towards her uterus, hoping to find an egg to fertilize. The rest of my cum slowly seeps out of her pussy onto her panties. Does she smile that some of me remains inside her? Does her husband suspect? Just a kinky thought for the day.
~~ THE ENDING TO PART 1~~ She slowly moved closer to me and then landed a kiss on my lips. I did not hesitate. I began to kiss her back very slowly. Her lips were so soft. The taste of bubblegum lip gloss in my mouth. We kissed slowly for while, then started to pick up speed. She bit my lip. I let out a small moan. I bit hers back. She grinned and proceeded to slide her tongue in my mouth. We swirled our tongues around each other for a good time before we pulled back and looked at each other.
“Wow..I can’t believe you went along with it.” She said to me.
“Well..It just so happens I was also scared about a time like this.” I replied.
“What?”
“I always wanted to do something like this..but In my mind, it went more like this.”
With a confused look on her face, I grabbed her hand and put it down to my crotch. I slid her hand in my thong and rested her hand on my now dripping wet pussy.
A look of shock came across her face.
~PART 2~
This guy and I have been talking for about a month now he’s married and he has never cheated on his wife. I don’t play with men that haven’t cheated just because they always flake but he was actually pretty interesting aside from him having a big dick so we kept talking and I was actually in town and wasn’t doing much that day. He text me his address and he told me that I could park into the driveway.
I parked and textd him that I was there. He opened the door I came inside, hugged him and he looked exactly like his photos he gave me some water I walked with him to the living room kitchen area and while I was walking I saw all the walls covered in photos. Wedding photos, photos of them being cute. photos of the family and his wife loves decorating. We sat down on the couch and asking him if he was OK he said he was. he was nervous but yet he was so calm and it turns me on that I was in his house.
A month or so ago I saw a r/Londonr4r post about a massage that goes further. It intrigued me but I didn’t respond to it. When I saw the same post again earlier this week, this time with a linked success story, I decided to message the post’s author, u/vaoo00 . It turns out, like his previous success story, we live in the same area of London.
I’ll preface my story by saying I find it near-impossible to cum, but I find sex pleasurable and fulfilling nonetheless. So no, I don’t cum in this story but had I been able to then I’m sure I’d have had multiple orgasms that evening.
M and I had texted a little before to arrange a time and date. He asked a few questions about my own sexual experiences and what I enjoyed. It was easy to be open considering what I was going there for. All M asked for in return was that I wrote about my experience.
I arrived half an hour early. I had planned to wait nearby, but a text from M said he had finished his work for the day. I switched on the location sharing on my phone and sent it over to a whatsapp group (always be safe if you’re meeting strangers, folks).