It was getting late. About 10 pm. My bf and I were kinda bored and brainstorming what to do to pass the time. He suggested we go to the local park. I argued maybe it wasn’t a great idea cuz there’s no lights and there’s a sign that clearly says the park closes at dusk. He continued by saying that that was exactly why it was fun. Cuz it was illegal. Besides, when the cops check up on the park, they just drive by with the big car lights. They don’t actually get out and search the park. We should be good as long as we don’t hang out at the entrance. Seemed like a good argument to me. So I agreed. We put on our shoes and went for it.
Category: gonewildstories
[MFM] [M]y girl[F]riend’s Spitroast request
(sorry about the flair, i couldnt decide what to tag this as)
(Also, this is more of a summary of our experience so if you’re looking for a wank, i doubt this would be it)
It all started maybe a year ago when we opened up a talk about sex positions, to which at some point my girlfriend found out about spitroasting. I don’t know how it happened but it must have somehow developed into her being into threesome.
Recently tho, My gf and I are staying together in one room of a 2 bedroom house. We have housemates, who are long time friends of ours. And i knew for one thing that my gf had a minor crush on one of them. I was never the jealous type, so when the talks about her wanting to try being spitroasted started, i told her we could try it, given it would be someone we both trusted. And lucky enough for her, there he was, a potential candidate. She hesitated at first, maybe out of guilt or confusion, but after I insisted I was really ok with it, so long as ground rules were established, her hesitance slowly faded away. She then started to shift about asking whether our housemate would even take her advances, since he’s quite active in the player area and my gf is quite self conscious because the dude’s taste in girls, i quote her “were total opposites of her” (even tho I think otherwise). I insisted that it wont be a problem, knowing him (and i was right on that later).
[F] Posing nude for art, gone a bit wild
For a couple of months now I’ve been posing for a nude drawing class.
It gets me very excited every time I get to pose. The day before I usually shave, so they get to see my lips properly. I absolutely love being seen naked.
A few weeks ago one of the men asked if I could pose for him in private, so he could improve. I happily agreed to it. A few days ago we went through with it.
He offered me a drink and we talked a bit. Then he brought me to his drawing room. I removed all my clothes while he sat down to draw me. I asked him which position he wanted me to take. He told me to stand by the door with both my arms up. I first made sure to put my hair back so it wouldn’t cover any parts of my breasts. I put my arms in the air holding on to the top of the door opening. I’m short so I could barely hold it. My arms where stretched but it felt comfortable. I felt very confident showing off my freshly shaved armpits and pussy. I gave him a smile as he started drawing.
First Ti[M]e [F]ellatio
“You owe me for this,” Callie said flatly, not even bothering to look at me as I slid into the passenger seat. What was supposed to be one beer with an old friend had turned into many, and Uber really isn’t practical way out here.
I stopped for a moment, her words registering in my brain, and then began to lean over the center console. “Let’s…let’s get it goin’ then,” I slurred drunkenly in her ear as I tried to kiss her neck. She pushed me away roughly, but I swear I saw the corner of her mouth curl up into a smile as we punched the gas out of the parking lot of the bar.
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The hangover hit hard as it typically does in your late 20’s. Gone were the days of rallying for more drinks the next night, and I found myself underneath the covers reading a book by about 9:30 pm. My girlfriend Callie was in the shower, apparently in agreement that there would be no midnight revelry tonight.
The door opened slowly and out of the corner of my eye, I sensed that she was standing in the doorway. Looking up from my book, I found a quite unexpected sight – Callie dressed in a sheer black robe and a tiny black thong.
Church Girl’s [F]irst Cam Show
My introduction to camming wasnt for money but for the experience. This real story took place in college late 2000s south, USA.
I am from a smallish city in a state that doesn’t matter. The likelihood a guy was related to me was high because my grandma birthed nearly half the entire town. If that wasn’t enough to fuck with my sex life I was given one more “fuck you” from life. I am also the Pastor’s daughter.
Now, don’t get me wrong; the saying about church girls are pretty spot on. Church girls are some of the freakiest girls out but in my case there was no one I could experiment with. My dad knew all the men and boys in our town. I had a double whammy. I had no choice but to wait for the opportunity to present its self. It was the waiting that turned me so rotten. All that time I spent rubbing off under covers and fucking shower heads just drove me deeper into lust. By the time I was able to graduate and go away to college I was a horny mess.
Fool’s Mate, or The Right Place at the Right Time [FMF]
Several years ago, I was in my mid-20s, and met up with some friends to see a band. I was traveling solo that evening, which I guess made me feel free to wander around and make conversation with whomever I saw. After the band I was there to see finished their part of the show, I found myself talking to a woman I knew a little; she was someone from the same scene if not the same circles — we knew people who knew each other, and it seems like we had chatted in that context once or twice. She was one of those people with a good attitude about their crappy situation. She had a dumb sort of service job, took a few classes every year, but remained friendly and positive. She was heavy, and average-looking with fine strawberry blond hair and a nondescript haircut. Her clothing priority seemed to be comfort: baggy sweater and jeans with boots. I wasn’t particularly attracted to her, but I guess that made me a little more… effusive. I was not trying to impress; I was just responding to a friendly person, named Lisa.
[MF] Tight, Soapy, Thai Pussy
I was in the military and stationed in Asia for many years. On summer deployments sometimes we’d hit Pattaya Beach, Thailand. I have lots of good stories about that place. If you’ve never been, it’s basically an adult Disneyland. It’s full of beer bars, go go bars, blowjob bars, gentleman’s clubs, massage parlors, etc. Walking Street is lined with clubs packed with half-naked [bar girls](https://www.google.com/search?q=bar+girls+pattaya&rlz=1CAHJUL_enUS779US780&sxsrf=ACYBGNQk6v7xtJusjadIKjN8WJrnlvEN3g:1576811709144&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiOkrSuocPmAhVEOs0KHcmBBcUQ_AUoAXoECAoQAw&biw=1366&bih=665) ready to serve your every need. One of my favorite memories is a soapy massage girl that went above and beyond.
Me and my friend had been wandering around the city and drinking a little. It was a hot night and we decided to get soapy’s at one of the more expensive places known for hotter girls. I use “expensive” in a loose sense of the word, like $100…
Dark chocalate with orange bits [MF]
She came home tired, plopped on the couch and flung her socks away. “Babe” she shouted, waiting for him to answer. But he didn’t. she understood, he might be coming late today, the same as the past few nights. She missed having him come home before her, so when she came, she could melt in his arms right away.
sighing, she got up from the couch and went to the kitchen.
Opening the fridge, her eyes fell upon the huge orange flavoured dark chocolate bar they had bought the other day. She decided to make dessert for dinner but instantly realised they had some amazing brownies the other day that they had fun baking together. And it immediately brought back the memories and with that came a shiver down her spine! The way they made love, right their on the kitchen countertop and then on the floor, all while waiting for the brownies to bake. She started missing him even more, even though it would only be a matter of time and he’d be home in an hour or so.
She brushed away the thoughts and kept searching through the veggies deciding what to cook. She finally decided and started prepping for it. but the sinful thoughts of their rough love making session weren’t leaving her mind. And just when she opened the fridge again to get some butter, she again glanced at the chocolate bar and she knew what she had to do to satisfy his hunger, other than making dinner. ;) And she started prepping with even more excitement than earlier.
He finally came home, all tired and grumpy. but she knew she had the right ingredients to cure his mood. They had their dinner but she kept teasing, while serving. he got the hints, he was smirking already, so she knew the mood was almost set.
I [F] squirted into my panties at the office
I wanted to dress sexy today. I wanted to feel as though I had a big date to look forward to, even if it was only with myself. After so many rough weeks, I woke up feeling amazing. It might have to do with the fact I crawled under my blankets last night after trembling and gushing and melting on my bedroom floor.
It might also be that I’m ovulating, and my thoughts were dripping with lust and want and need. I wanted to be noticed. My outfit consisted of a soft white button-down that’s thick enough to disguise my lack of a bra, my tightest pair of black pants to keep my butt-plug snug, and knee-high burgundy boots that always made me feel exceptionally naughty. And the peachy fragrance I only kept for special occasions.
You might have caught me on the train today. Sitting quietly and pretending to read a book, pretending I didn’t have a plug up my ass and wasn’t mentally undressing every other passenger. Undoing their buttons and yanking down their underwear until I found what I wanted. Salivating at the thought of big hard cocks throbbing in some tall guy’s slacks. Heart aching as I imagined burying my face in another girl’s needs.
[MF] Rimming, Anal, and Cum Play with Drunk Milf
As she laid down on the edge of the bed with her legs in the air and her freshly waxed pussy and ass exposed, I knew this night was going to be different.
We’ve been married for 5 years, but started dating when we were 19. Our sex life through our mid 20s was amazing. It slowed down in recent years, but with the stress of work and a baby that’s to be expected.
We’re both 31 and have great careers. Both definitely above average in the looks department. I’m 6’1, 190, and in pretty good shape (pics in profile). My wife is 5’8, 140, perky b cups, / perfectly round ass and thick thighs.
We left our one year old with the babysitter and headed to the trendy restaurant in our town for cocktails and dinner. Since moving to the suburbs, we really haven’t made friends. Everywhere we go, we are on the lookout for couples that look like they’d be our friends.