This is a story that I posted 2.5 years ago but thought it would be great for the July contest! Some of you may know of the program called Birthright. It is a program that sends Jewish Americans between the ages of 18-26 to Israel for a 10 day free trip so that we can grow closer to our Jewish heritage. I thought it would be fun to try to have some fun while I was there. My friend and I extended our trip a few extra days so I posted on r/Randomactsofblowjob looking for a guy to use me while I was there. David messaged me and we started talking. I had free time at the end of my trip so we decided to meet up. He knew how badly I needed to be used, I hadn’t been fucked in 13 days. I’ll skip the boring stuff of talking at a cafe and skip to the good stuff.
Category: gonewildstories
[MFF] After I became a bull I became a lucky mother fucker, literally: part Two
Part one can be found on my page, this is what happened after I had sex with Laura and Amber licked the cum out of Laura’s pussy.
Laura’s husband Joe came back and Amber and I hung out in the living room till we decided it was time for bed. I gave her the bed-like couch and slept on the floor. After about ten minutes or so, I felt Amber had crawled under the blankets with me and started playing with my cock, instantly getting me hard again. “Don’t worry, I’ve got condoms and I’ll be super quiet; I just want that big cock all to myself” she said and moved around so she could suck it.
The Flat Party, Part 1 [FF]
What follows is a description of my first FF encounter, which happened many years ago now. Names, and certain other personally identifying parts of the story have been changed to protect the identity of the participants.
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I hesitated for a split-second outside the flat door. “What are you waiting for?” Lucy asked. Irritated, after a split-second delay. I proceeded to knock on the door.
My irritation was due to Lucy’s new-found mock bravado. The fact was that neither me or Lucy knew this group well. They lived in our hall of residence building and were having a flat party. We had received a leafletted invite earlier that day, stealthily slipped just under the door earlier inviting us to their flat party that evening. Although generous with their invites, we had debated earlier whether to go. Neither of use knew anyone in the flat, and the block gossip said they were cliquey! At the same time, I hadn’t made *that* many new friends since starting Uni one month previously. Also I had been working studiously all week, trying to make a good impression my first course assignments. I felt like I needed a break and I definitely wanted to let my hair down now after a very busy week. For all Lucy’s supposed bravado and confidence now, earlier she had been incredibly hesitent, and I had to practically drag her out of our flat.
[Group] Foursome with a difference, desperate measures in lockdown [MFMF]
(Names have obviously been changed to protect anonymity)
Ok so here’s the setup. I live with Paulo, Paulo is dating Jenny, Jenny lives with Andy, and I am dating Andy. It’s like we’re dating our housemates, except that we’ve exchanged housemates. Naturally we all know each other really well because of this whole situation, and we usually spend a lot of our time in each others’ houses. We have experimented with four-way sex before, but it’s always stayed fairly vanilla – genitals only go to our partner, but we’re watching, kissing and touching each other. Lockdown happened and we couldn’t live all in one house so we were stuck in our houses, separated from our partners, only able to have sex by masturbating over Zoom. You can have some fun with it, like one time we did it on Microsoft teams and pretended it was a job interview before devolving into debauchery, but it’s not the same yaknow?
I [F]lew to New York in the Su[MM]er…
((Sorry, I was really trying to force the tags into the title. :) ))
A couple of years ago, I traveled for work pretty regularly. I would be in a different city every couple of weeks, almost always large urban centers. And on those trips, I’d sometimes (usually) post something on the local R4R hookup subreddits, seeing if I could schedule something in advance. It was pretty low-key and low urgency for me; if I had something set up, great. If not, there was always the hotel bar, right? Some cities were fantastic for me (looking at you, Boston), while others were dry. It happens.
But this trip to New York seemed especially promising on the way out. I must have written the perfect R4R prompt (on a different account, folks, no need to hunt for it) because the responses were many and on-target. There was a buffet of options to choose from, and even after accounting for flakes and the like, it felt promising.
There was one guy, though, that I really clicked with. More than just the “yeah, I could fuck him” level, but we just…really got along. Our conversation quickly moved from Reddit PMs to Discord, and I was feeling pretty good about it. A hookup with a little more substance to it? Sign me up!
I[M] hosting my first male friend!
Recently I decided I will be bi. I was raped and molested as a kid so that was my first sexual experience with a man.
Of course this time is fresh, because I’ve made the decision to have this encounter with this guy on my own.
I’m just really excited because things really haven’t been workin’ out with women to well recently.
[M]y hiking adventure – solo [public]
It was a beautiful day out for a long hike on some remote trails and I had the trail to myself. I hadn’t seen a single person for hours. I was hiking along a winding creek and the weather was just perfect. My mind started to wander. What if I caught a couple naked around the next bend? What if my wife was with me and she pulled down her shorts to show her pussy? More day dreaming. Slowly I could feel a tingle in my cock, balls and deeper inside. I am not a nudist but I thought what if I just dropped my shorts and walked along naked with my semi erect cock swinging along?
I [F] used to live on the ground floor… and masturbated with the curtains open
This happened while I was in uni and living on campus. My room was on the ground floor, looking into a little courtyard. In front of my window (literally about 2 feet away) was a bench.
On this particular afternoon, I was lying in bed, scrolling through Tumblr… and feeling myself get pretty horny. I wanted to masturbate, but the curtains were open. I couldn’t be bothered to close them… so I thought “fuck it”, got naked, and started playing with my tits/cunt. Tbh, it got me suuuuper wet knowing that someone could look in through the window and see me.
A few minutes passed…. and then I heard voices outside. I realised that there were people sitting on the bench having lunch. Maybe 3-4 girls, I couldn’t exactly tell.
I was so turned on at this point that I thought “fuck it” (again, lol) and continued rubbing myself. It made me even wetter knowing that they might look into my room and see me, see what a horny desperate slut I was. Also, I get kinda loud when I masturbate, and I didn’t bother hiding my moans this time ‘round lol.
Being sneaky led to my [F] first O in like a month!
I just wanted somewhere to celebrate how hot last night was. I’ve been keeping true to my username *wink wink*. I’ll probably keep posting, so feel free to follow my sexcapades if you want. This one will be a slower build. ****s to skip to the sex
I’ve been in a rut. Thank my antidepressants, or something else (?), but I have been having the hardest time cumming lately. I’m still a bleach blonde, blue eyed, 20 year old with a sometimes annoyingly high libido. And I finally found myself a cowboy who can keep up: a 50 year old man with a dad bod to cuddle and biceps to crush. Well…suffice to say I melt for his big strong arms and his big tattoos. And his deep blue eyes and cowboy smile. For unfun and irrelevant reasons, we hadn’t seen each other for a week: a week that felt like a month. The last time we saw each other was a rare sexless occasion, so I was ready to tear clothes.
Servicing Daddy 18F 35M [FM] – Part 3
I woke up close to noon to an empty bed. I put on my robe adjusted my collar – it was starting to get bothersome – and walked outside to see Daddy making me breakfast in his boxers. He never cooked.
“Morning Daddy” I said as I kissed his cheeks. He told me to go freshen up.
I did as asked. Thoughts of yesterday flooded my mind as I went about my morning ablutions. I was definitely feeling something for Daddy. but no, emotions had to be kept out of this. This was a slippery slope otherwise I told myself. I sensed he might be feeling something for me too. He was cooking. But then again it could also be Covid and the fact that we can’t go anywhere.
Anyways, I came back to a few toys out on the table. The butt plug with the a fluffy white tail caught my attention. I decided to make no commentary about it.
We ate breakfast or lunch or brunch whatever you want to call it.
“So what are we doing today?” I asked sheepishly