[F] I’m three months into a relationship with a guy who has a… well, he’s very small down there. He cracks jokes about it, tells people without prompting etc. I want someone to chat with me about this because I’m pretty sure this is a humiliation kink for him (and I think its hot)

James and I started dating three months ago from Okcupid, and I could tell off the bat he was a quirky guy. Always cracking jokes, so cool with everyone, a nerdy programmer with an edge, yada yada yada. Honestly, into month two, I was like, I could totally see myself bringing him home to my parents. Personality-wise, we’re very similar: both extroverted, both liberal, both kind of chill but we do campaign stuff for Bernie and just generally have an awesome social life with good friends (we actually have a ton of common acquaintances too, which made things super easy). We both even work in academia.

But into month one, we finally had sex. Look, I’m not some size queen or whatever. I’m a curvier woman and average penises actually do wonders to me, so I don’t really feel I’m complaining when I say that Jim was a bit smaller than what I’m used to. The sex is… fine. It’s workable. He has a dad bod. He doesn’t really have an aggressive bone in his body, so it’s a lot of maneuvering, grunting on his part, some maneuvering again (lots of maneuvering), and then the grand finale (from him). I like moaning a bit to make him feel like a rock star, but I usually masturbate afterwards.

[MF] i’m gonna marry that girl … sunshine daydream

Had a flashback to this moment. Hope it reads well.

Standing in the parking lot outside our college apartments me and a buddy were sharing a smoke (broke college kids) .. and sipping on a Natty Light (again… broke college kids) . We were just breaking balls about life and everything and we were getting pretty excited for a big party we were hosting that night . We called it a Grateful Dead party .. and all it meant was there would be shrooms and tabs for those who wanted to participate along with some funky punch bowls and tons of Dead Music going as long as we all could party.

Buddy breaking my balls cause i was picking up this Townie for a 2nd date and bringing her to the party . He couldn’t understand why i wouldn’t just want to have the party without a date and find someone to hook up with like a ‘normal kid’ … A little bit high .. i looked him in the eye and said ‘dude ..i’m gonna marry that girl’

he laughed it off… so did i .. .but i knew.

[FM] The time I slept with my husband’s best friend

I will preface my story by saying that my husband have a happy and very healthy sex life. We have always been rather active in that department and our relationship wasn’t missing anything in the bedroom. We have even experimented with positive results I might add with other singles and a few couples in our bed over the years. It was not often but we were both open to the idea of getting kinky and experimenting in the right situations. But on a recent vacation with some friends of ours, I did something very different and completely new. I did it without permission and hoped I would receive forgiveness after the fact.

[MF] She bit my d

This was back in December, last month. After a year-end party. My girlfriend went home with me. We were in my room; trying to get it started; started having *fun*. After some kissing and *touching* each other she told me that she wants the **d**. What I didn’t know is what she was planning to do with it. I tried to keep it subtle and let her do it to me because I was lying on the bed. At first, it was all fine. She took a hold of my **d** and started rubbing it (I was still wearing my pants). She then put her hand inside. My girlfriend is now stroking my **d**. She was stroking it slowly but the way she stroked it was *really* nice. We then faced each other and I put my hands under her pants and you know, used my long fingers (my girlfriend is small). After some time, my girlfriend got closer to my **d** and she told me she would suck it. She kissed it first and I don’t know why. I was like ‘*okay, I see where this is headed’*. After that, she did it. She started *playing* with **it**. She was doing that for a while and it was pretty good. I don’t know where she learned that shit but she did it really well. She then whispered to me *’imma go ahead and bite* ***it****’*. I didn’t got time to react to that statement. She actually bit my **d**. It was painful and I was confused. She bit it right below the head. Like, she bit it *REAL* hard. Not to mention, **it** was really hard as well. I just covered my face with a pillow and pretended that it didn’t hurt. It felt good but it hurts so much (I’m not a masochist). She did me pretty good. We did the usual and then we’re done. I accompanied her to her house and then I went home, too. I tried to walk even though **it’s** very painful. I was left thinking what the actual fuck did she do to my **d** and why she did it.

Christening the New Office [FM]

M has asked for my perspective on last night ; I’ll do what I can!

We’ve had 2 (I think?) play evenings where he’s been at his office after hours and I position myself under the desk and go down on him whilst he works. He’s just moved into a new office… what better way to christen it? Previous sessions have been about 2 hours (with a moment or two for me to nap on the floor at his feet, haha!), and I think this was about the same length.

One of his fantasies was for me to watch a video of a porn actress he likes giving head and try to mimic it… she’s stunning and sexy as fuck (gosh, that smile…) so I enjoy watching her videos. It was tricky but fun to try and watch a video and follow along! I followed 3 which took about 45 minutes, then started on a video from a different girl, whilst he was typing and writing and murmuring about numbers and figures.

I’ll be honest… there’s something about having his cock in my mouth with him typing away and working as if nothing abnormal is happening. It’s HOT. But that moment when he finally gives up and just focuses on what I’m doing… oh, the joy.

[M]y First Crush

Note: I’m reposting this from my old account which I’ve deleted.

Many years ago, all the way back in first grade, I had a crush on this one girl… Let’s call her ‘S’. S and I, we would sit together every day during recess and talk. Side by side, watching the other kids play. She was my favorite person. This continued for years, up until third grade when she (in that schoolyard kind of way) began dating ‘J’. Over time, our friendship faded, and school and time continued on unabated.

Twenty years later, I’d moved back to my home town after college, and I received a Facebook message from ‘S’. It was strange, having not talked to her in almost ten years, but we fell into a rhythm and before long decided that we needed to get drinks.

Well, it was a busy time of year for her, and we could never match schedules or energy levels, until one night she said – ‘just come hang out at my place, I don’t feel like going out, but don’t feel like missing a chance to hang out.’

[MF] Procrastination 101 – I kept pulling all-nighters because I couldn’t pull out of her. (Part 3 – The Classroom)

[Link to Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cwiwzr/mf_procrastination_101_i_kept_pulling_allnighters/)

[Link to Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d9w499/mf_procrastination_101_i_kept_pulling_allnighters/)

Damn I got busy – it’s been a while but I want to finish this story before I do any others :)

# The Classroom

I practically dragged Shae through the hallway because I was so horny. Luckily it’s late: past midnight already, so the university building was quiet. The only noise to be heard was the sound of the exposed HVAC system mildly humming and the echoes of our footsteps on the cheap linoleum floors.

We get to the room I had in mind. Now, most of the classrooms were automatically locked by a computerized keycard system. Being a TA, I had two different classrooms that I taught in – and consequently had keycard access to. I swipe my card, wait for the green light, hear the click, and open the door.

The door automatically locks behind us, so I’m not worried about any other students accidentally walking in. The only other people who had access would be the custodians or the security guards, but I saw neither around the area.

[FM]: I’m 23[F], curvy, with a libido that won’t stop. Should I post?

I like to think my sexual history is full of interesting stories but sometimes they seem too tame to post here.

I’m going to post my most recent sexual encounter here and let you good (read: very bad) people be the judge.

**BACKGROUND

I live with my parents, as do most people in SE Asia and I had two friends (23M and 24M) from university come spend the weekend at my house.

24M and I have hooked up in the past and most of our close friends know this, however they don’t know that we still are. Hooking up that is.

**STORY

Cut to their first night. All three of us slept in my room which has two twin beds and we put down a mattress in between the beds. 23M (platonic friend) took the floor mattress and 24M and I took a bed each on either side of him. Platonic friend was lights out pretty quickly and 24M texted me, calling me a tease for putting my ass in full view of him.

I switched the cooling on so it was actually cold enough to put on a blanket, covered up, and invited him to come join me in my blanket.

WORST sexual experience I’ve ever had [FM]

I’m sharing this story because I was so overwhelmed by how terribly bad it was that it warranted sharing.

I (19F) had a guy (20M) to my apartment that I was familiar with through a friend. I was a little drunk and when he offered to come over, I said yes – expecting mediocre sex, but enough to do the job haha. He came and we chatted for a while, he seemed like a nice guy, and I thought hey maybe this could go somewhere (wrong).

We start “kissing” which essentially meant him keeping his mouth open, lips unmoving, while he jammed his tongue into mine. I tried my best to work with his lips, but they were open to wide to pretend I was kissing him like normal, bad bad bad.

Next after the terrible open mouth kissing situation, he asks “should I put on a condom?”, both of us fully clothed. Confused at the abruptness I said “sure?” and then we proceeded to have sex, almost entirely clothed, for about 10 minutes before I called it quits. The face he was making truly looked like he was in pain rather than pleasure, and it was honestly an uncomfortable sight. He falls asleep quickly (leaving me about a foot of my own bed) and that was the end of that.

Indian girl [F] blowing older racist guy

I immigrated here when I was a little younger so I still have the accent. I’m pretty dark with admittedly a decent body. At a friend’s party I met some people including this older man who was kind of a cocky douche.

When I added him on Facebook, his page was full of trump stuff and all this racist content, but I messaged him anyways, He replied with one word answers but I kept talking to him for a bit. He is hot.

I talked to him the next day, basically the whole day, coming onto him strong. After work he was having a smoke and I asked him if he wanted to “chill”, but he said point blank that he wasn’t into “pakis” and left. despite that, his confident attitude and cockiness sent shivers down my spine. I went to my place and messaged him and asked him if I could please come over. I sent him a pic of me in my bra, then I sent my tits, and I pleaded, telling him “please let me come by tonight? I’ll suck your dick!”

He replied with “ya? Why?”