This will be the 1st story I write. I do not usually share this with people and as you read on you will have an idea why.
Category: gonewildstories
I know this isn’t going to be popular with [m]ost [f]olks. But my stepdaughter watched me jack off again.
Before anyone jumps to conclusions: she is 19, a grown adult. Me and her mother are separated. She is currently living/quarantined with me. She actually asked to live with me instead of her mother, who is not really a kind person.
The other day I posted how I saw my stepdaughter peeking in through my cracked office door right as I was mid orgasm during a fap.
I was paralyzed when I noticed her watching me. And of course I couldn’t stop the flow of jiz, so I just kept pounding my fist. She didn’t turn away until the last drop hit the towel.
Fast forward to last night. We talked about what happened. I just confronted her and asked if she like what she saw. After blushing, she admitted to thinking that it was hot. So I proceeded to ask more questions to gauge how she would respond if I asked her if she would watch me again. When I finally did ask her, she said, “why, do you want me to watch you?”
Long story short. She sat next to me while I stroked my dick.
New hotel [F]riend for [M]e
So there I was traveling again. When I check into hotels, I always make it a point to be nice to the workers. You never know what you’ll need. At this particular hotel, when I checked in the cute host (Melissa) was like “whoa you’re tall”. I am 6’4” so it’s not like I haven’t been told this before. She let out a short little laugh, like she was embarrassed she said that. I played along and jokingly said “whoa you’re shorter than me”. She was quite short … no more than 5’2”. She had a cute, young face, with long straight black hair. I couldn’t tell much more because she was behind the counter, of course. As I got my key, she asked if I needed anything for my stay … sadly I couldn’t not come up with a witty comment. She did point out that because of my Platinum status, she had upgraded me to a pool side suite. I rarely use hotel pools but was grateful anyways, as I like the extra space.
Stick it. Lick it. Repeat. [MF]
(Nope, they’re in the right order. Might want to keep scrolling if you’re quick to get queasy…)
Over the years I’ve only kept in contact with one of my ex boyfriends. My husband knew about it and was never too concerned.
Daryl and I were never really serious. To be honest, our relationship was mostly sexual. Partly because he was a cutie, but mostly because he was a SEX MACHINE!!! There were weekends where he would lock me in his room and he would ravage me the entire time. We were older now, and had spouses. But, sometimes it was fun to reminisce.
One night we were messaging as I was wandering the house doing chores. I had a couple of glasses of wine down and the conversation got a little dirty. He asked me what my biggest fantasy was, and in return, he would confess his. I agreed and told him that mine, at the time, was to bring another girl into bed with my husband (I put a checkmark next to that one eventually). And after some reassuring that I wouldn’t think he was a sicko, he told me his.
A tale of conquest or acceptance [MF]
An old story. Condoms were used but that’s the last I mention them.
I was 23 and a student in Paris. As is common for students in Paris, my plan for this particular Friday or Saturday night was to go to a house party, in one of these rather small apartments that University student can afford. It gathered a group of people – most of them foreign students – whom I mainly saw at such parties. Mind you, I was on a roll at these parties and often left with a girl – more so than in any other context.
Upon arrival I am introduced to a beautiful Italian girl, quite tall and lean, with fierce black eyes and hair to match.
Flash forward a few hours and drinks. Liquid courage has worked it’s wonders and I am chatting with Elsa. Other suitors have either given up or are waiting for their opportunity, long story short this is a one-on-one discussion between two slightly drunk uni students, it’s going well and… Short silence, I look into her eyes, we both shortly look down, I gather my courage and lean into her. Success!
Trivia night led to so[M]e of the best sex I’ve ever had
I had so much fun writing the last story, and got so many great messages from you, I figured I should keep the stories going. I prefaced my last story with the fact I’m not the most promiscuous person, but I do have some stories. I’d like to think these are the stories when I’m alone (such as quarantine) and my mind starts to wander, these are the stories I think about.
I am going to skip over a lot of the backstory because, let’s be serious, that’s not what you’re here for. Long story short, we met at trivia night, had a couple awkward dates for drinks, made out innocently enough, then met for happy hour a couple weeks later and this happened:
College Hockey Team Gangbang 20 [F]
**Chapter 1**
It all started on an innocent Thursday night my sophomore year. Being only 20 we couldn’t go to the bars so the girls and I went looking for a house party. Sarah was dating a senior on the hockey team and said we could go over to the team house if we wanted to drink for free and hang out with the guys. Since I had been wearing out the batteries on my favorite vibrator lately I was down for both.
Impressing older college guys meant it was time for some short skirts and high heels. I’ve never had the perfect body but I think I can slut it up with the best of them. I decided on my shortest black skirt, a tight white top and a red bra to brighten things up. I found the smallest little pink panties that I own but I was already sure those were coming home in my purse that night. Red lipstick for accent and the tallest black heels that I could walk in finished off the look. Blonde hair all done up and my B cup boobs pushed up as high as I could get them in that tight little top. With a skirt that barely covered my ass and my black strap heels my legs looked long and sexy. I was ready to conquer the hockey house.
[M}emorable Car Ride with [F]
A girl I dated share this to a blog of hers and I figured it is worth reposting here.
So as luck would have it, I was able to see Mr. X last night. Was it last night? It almost seems like it was a dream..
We started to drive around the boring town/city I live in, finding someplace to go. That drive was the best hour-ish I’ve ever experienced. We started with conversation, he making me smile and laugh, and his hand on my leg, inching its way up – making me unbelievably wet in the process. You see, I believe I am the definition of a nymphomaniac when it comes to Mr. X.
Anyways, on with the story. He started rubbing my clit through my jeans, and as wet as I was, he could feel it though my pants. I think he was even surprised I managed to soak through my jeans. I sure as hell wasn’t, I had been craving Mr. X more than he knew. The next thing I know, we are at a stop light and he’s asking me to take off my pants. I comply without a second thought. I didn’t even care if the car next to us could see what I was doing. Pants off, hands already rubbing my clit, making me moan, and feel so good.
Exhibitionist Flight Attendant Strips Nude and Masturbates To Orgasm For Her Husband’s Poker Buddies [FM]
[Original Story WITH PIC IS POSTED HERE ON IMGUR ](https://imgur.com/M0FyWcj)
(the machine shop experience is changed slightly from real life as it makes the story run smoother. Thanks.)
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I am a real flight attendant for a major US airline but what you wouldn’t know from your flight with me is that I am also an addicted exhibitionist.
My husband knows this and has, for the most part, supported me in acting out my exhibitionist fantasy on my airline layovers. I told him early on in our relationship that I had an exhibitionist compulsion that, instead of looking for a cure, I had learned to embrace. In other words, I wasn’t willing to give it up in a marriage. He claimed he understood and continues to try but he does have his jealous moments which I completely understand.
So he really surprised me one time when he said he had been talking to his friend who owns a machine shop just north of the San Antonio airport about having an after-work Friday night party and he wanted me to go.
I said, “It sounds to me like an all guys type of party. Why do you want me there?”
Texas Exhibitionist Acts Out Her Masturbation Fantasy at an Austin Swinger’s Club [FMF]
[Original Story WITH HOME GIFS POSTED HERE ON IMGUR](https://imgur.com/fWmceZt)
As a flight attendant and exhibitionist, I take advantage of my travels to find men willing to indulge me in my fantasy of dancing and stripping nude from my flight attendant uniform and then masturbating to orgasm. It could be for a male flight attendant or pilot on my crew, someone on the hotel staff or even as wild as entertaining in the cockpit on a long all-nighter to Europe. As long as someone is watching me, I get off to it.
Before I got hired by an airline, I used to fantasize about traveling and meeting men to watch me masturbate. It could be to the many cities my airline flew and it could be done anonymously with perfect strangers, which was my ideal fantasy. The world was going to become my exhibitionist playground.