We tried to be good…[FM]

I tried, I really did.

I ended things (read: the dirty texting & fooling around) with my ex as the end of COVID, and his wedding, drew closer; but the little slut just couldn’t quit me.

One rainy Monday afternoon, after I’d ended things 5 days prior, his name popped up on my phone.

The text read, “I’ve typed this, deleted, typed, deleted, so many times. I’m sorry, but I’m so horny for you Madame.”

This man is addicted to me. And dammit, my body reacted because I am too.

“I know you are, slut,” I respond.

“I have something to confess,” he texts back. And then he sends a picture from his bathroom at the office…showing me he’s in a lacey floral thong…that I did not give him.

“Where did you get that?” I ask.

“Madame…I was so sad thinking this was over…and I was so horny for you…that on Saturday, I drove across town to a Target I never go to and bought it to surprise you with.”

Like I said, he’s addicted to being my bitch. I remind him of this.

[FM] He [27] teased me [23] at the bar and I lost my train of thought… PART III

Rob moves me on back with my legs wrapped around him as he thrusts inside my pussy. His cock is filling me deeper as I moan against his chest. I move my hips to match his movements, clenching my walls around him as I feel my orgasm building.

“You feel so tight” he breathes which makes me throb even more. My nails are digging into his back, I can feel his muscles tense up as he pumps inside me. My nipples are hard against his chest and every thrust makes them even harder. My pussy is tightening around his cock and I know I’m so close. He reaches down to play with my clit.

Without breaking eye contact he says, “You wanna cum so bad don’t you?” His thumb is circling my swollen clit he’s filling me. All night he’s been teasing me and I’m ready to explode.

“Yes please make me cum” I beg him breathlessly. “You feel so good”

He rubs me even faster as he hits my g spot. I wrap my legs tighter around his back as I cum, my juices surrendering to his cock. I clench hard. He doesn’t stop even if though I’m shaking under him, biting his shoulder to silence my moans.

I [M] Fucked my Best [F]riend after she broke up with her boyfriend ( a close friend of mine) [MF]

Sex stuff starts after the line
So backstory being she broke up with him, i was at her place, trying to calm her down as she cried. I sat with her all day and listened to her. Lets say her name is Rachel and mine is Matt. Rachel has really perky breasts that are very well proportioned with petite but not that petite body and she has really soft plum lips, probably my favorite feature about her. Now of course I had imagined doing it with her one or two times, how could one not but yeah we never did it. Her body type is basically like Danielle Panabaker

[FM] He [27] teased me [23] at the bar until I forgot my train of thought… PART II

Continued from my last post: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gylhlr/fm_he_27_teased_me_23_at_the_bar_and_i_forgot_my/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

After drinks I was feeling a bit more cheeky, so I got up from the table first and let him follow me out. I knew that he was an ass guy, so I liked that he could watch me. I felt some eyes on us, it was happy hour so there was a lot of young people just off from work. I loved that people could see me with this attractive guy. I’m usually not so shallow but I was never the most popular in school since I was so shy so this felt extra good for me, knowing that I was going home with this hot stranger who knew all my turn ons…

We get to my apartment building after some more talking on the walk there and I felt my heart beating so fast as we reached the elevator. The second the doors closed, he gripped my waist and pushed against the wall and put those fingers back through my hair and kissed me hard. His tongue played with mine like he was trying to show me how he’d devour my pussy. I immediately moaned into his mouth and pulled his hips into me so I could feel his hard on against my stomach (even on my toes he was taller than me by a lot..). I reached down and palmed his bulge in mine, I could feel his precum through the fabric…

[FM] Joined the mile high club with my boyfriend

The first time my boyfriend Henry and I flew across the country to visit my parents, I was so nervous that I was quite literally shaking. I’m really close with my family, but I had never brought a partner home to meet them. Mainly because my previous long-term hook-ups were all women, and I didn’t want to open that can of worms, but also because I was a total commitmentphobe and wasn’t ever serious enough with anybody to justify introducing them. So this felt like both a big step in our relationship and an irreversible letter to the universe that we were serious.

Henry and I had been dating for about eight months, and I had already met his parents a bunch of times, but that didn’t mean that I didn’t have my doubts about shoving my parents into our love bubble. My parents had offered to fly us out for Thanksgiving, though, and my mom used her points to bump us up to first class. It was still a red eye flight, but their generosity meant I couldn’t bail, which was definitely their plan.

Morgan’s Ovulation [MF]

For Morgan, a sexy friend.

The term mysterious is defined as difficult or impossible to understand, explain or identify. If you spoke to nine out of ten men and asked if you could fuck thier woman, they would find that question difficult or impossible to understand. It takes a special man to allow you inside of his woman. It takes a one in a million man to allow you to breed his woman when she is unprotected. If you met Matty and Morgan you would never know the mystery behind this couple. A happy mid twenties couple transplanted to my city a few years back. Matty a former jock and multi sport athlete who has always had a underlying taste for the same sex. Morgan a vivacious medium height brunette with a sexual dark side and urge to please.

My first ever threeway! [Group] [MMM]

First of all setting the scene, I’m a major twink who grew up in a little bible thumping town who was incredibly anti-gay so my sexual expericances (as a self proclaimed fag) were mostly just the odd secret make-out before class with the closed queers. When I moved out to college in the big city I was fucking ecstatic to finally be able to fuck without the fear of being disowned so I used alot of hook-up apps (grindr and the such) and this is the story of the best hook-up I’ve ever had. None of this info is relevant to the story at all I just wanted to make sure you knew a bit more about me before you read about me getting fucked.

So I was on the app one day when I matched with a guy, who I will call guy. Guy was a goddamned bear if I had ever seen one, with a scraggly black beard and a muscly physique. We started chatting and hit it off, we decided to meet up for lunch and then (if the date went well) we would go back to his place and do what horny men do whilst hooking up ;)

[MF] I’ve given almost nothing but handjobs in my life

It started when I was pretty young. I would go to parties and drink a little and let boys feel me up. That was fun, but it was even more fun to feel them up. Most of them had never been touched like that before. I admit that I got a couple of boys off through their pants then by rubbing them or grinding on them. It felt incredible to have that kind of power and to do something so taboo. My parents were really religious, so even over the clothes touching or kissing was way over the line.

But I got more daring. I remember the first one. I’m kind of ashamed of it. This boy had me up against the wall and he was kissing me. I was rubbing him through his pants and I decided I really wanted to touch it, so I pulled it out. It was in my hand, the thing I had been fantasizing about for so long. My hand was like a vice I was gripping it so hard. He didn’t complain, and he didn’t complain when I started jerking him off, either. Kissing that boy while I stroked him was… my favourite sexual experience. I chased it forever. Even though I made him cum on my hands and he made this disgusted face when I licked it off. I thought boys liked that.

I [M] turned my boss [F] in my submissive slut

Hi I have been reading this subreddit for awhile,
and I have finally made a account,and decided it would be a good idea to write about a ongoing situation that started in my life about 7 months ago.

I have been at the same company for a few years now and about 1 1/2 years ago a new manager was hired. She is tall blonde and often wears short sun dresses or skirts and shirts that show cleavage.

She has a boyfriend who I have met a few times when he came to the job to bring her stuff. But often times when we would talk about things we would stare into each other’s eyes or I would have to hand her paperwork I would get a very close glimpse of her panties (shes sitting with her skirt almost all the way up) and she would never shy away. I would almost immediately have to run to the bathroom to..relieve myself.. that went on for a several months.

One day we were talking in the office and the subject of her being leashed came up. It was awkward to say the least, was dropped very quickly. and I don’t remember the exact details (she probably does and I may ask her and revise later).

[FM] He [27] teased me [23] at the bar and I forgot my train of thought…

This quarantine as me thinking of my hottest memories so I figured I’d share with you all….

I started talking to Rob online, after I posted about wanting a friend with benefits in my city. I had done some online dating before, but this felt more risky than exchanging messages through a dating app. this time I had entered the reddit world and was overwhelmed by messages. mostly generic ones that didn’t spark my interest, some detailed ones that didn’t meet my rules. I was feeling unlucky and horny, until Rob slid into my inbox.

He lived in the area and seemed nice, he didn’t start off by immediately sexting or asking for nudes, which was refreshing. He attached a link to a photo, a mirror shot of his gorgeous abs leading down to his boxers pulled down slightly for a tease, which definitely sparked my imagination. He was taller than me by at least 10 inches (I’m 5’1) which I loved just as much as he did. After verifying that we were both real and not 80 years old, I eventually sent him some naughty pictures. For a visual I’m white with medium brown hair, olive skin and 34D breasts with pierced nipples and a thick ass. We started chatting more until we both felt safe enough to plan to meet in person.