I got [F]ingered for the first time by [M]y boyfriend and kinda got caught

Hello! Long time lurker, first time writer.
A little background story : I’ve [18F] been dating my boyfriend [19M] for almost 2 months, we’ve both never had any sexual experiences with other people or each other until today. (It’s pretty normal as Asians in an Asian country).

I met my boyfriend on campus to hangout & we decided to sit in a dark, empty classroom together. Eventually I straddled him & we hugged each other while french kissing, neck kissing ect. “What are you doing to me” he said dreamily, I guess he was turned on? I was also moving around on his lap slowly & not full-blown grinding on him because I didn’t know if he was okay with that.

Then, he would occasionally brush his hands on my thighs & my ass which I really liked. He also put his hands under my hoodie & carassed my bare back. Much to my joy, he then slipped his hand under my shorts & my panties & gently grabbed my ass while I carassed his back under his shirt. “Are you okay with this?” he asked. Fuck yes i was??

Co[m]pletely covering a married woman’s [f]ace who was 15 years older than me

This story takes place almost a full year ago. I’ve been posting and fooling around on Reddit for a few years. Like a lot of people I find myself wondering around NSFW subreddit at work. I enjoy edging for long periods of time while playing with different redditors on Kik and being naughty in the office. I’ve met up with a couple different people, this was one that was pretty unexpected.

I had woken up early that morning, around 430, and found myself looking around on Reddit as I’m apt to do in my free time. I was on my local r4r sub and saw an advertisement from a woman who was 44. She was married but enjoyed edging and having car fun with local men. Sounded perfect, so I sent her a message, a picture of me, and my Kik. She answered surprisingly fast and we chatted while I had my morning coffee. I started edging with her before getting ready for work and then headed into the office.

I get [f]ingered in public

So I had just spent the night at a fuck buddies apartment, and as always, I woke up before him. It was a below average night, but exactly what I expected I only agreed to go to his because i think I’m developing a crush on him, which is annoying.

I’ve got to get home quick, I had told my parents I was at a friends house, and I had lots of stuff do. I get changed, but can’t find my panties. I think he might of stolen them, but they were a very cheap pair, so I leave without them… in a skirt.

On my maybe half hour walk home I realise I don’t have a key for my house. Fuck. I text my parents, and they’re both at church (on a Saturday) and I’d have to wait a couple hours.

It’s still relatively early, too early to bother any of my friends, so I go to Starbucks, order a drink and sit alone, in the surprisingly empty shop. More people come in and out, but only one catches my notice, who sits across the room.

[FF] and [F] A Saturday night out turns into more fun than I anticipated

It’s hump day so perfect time to post this…

Well October has had some interesting weekends so far…I use to post these stories on Tumblr but since it got lame and more restrictive than going through airport customs, I figured I’d post here. This story starts weeks ago…I heard about this adults only event and was considering…wait let’s start from the beginning…

So after a short relationship stint, I was single again. Explored with it but just not the right person; kinda boring, lied for no reason and a little meek to be honest since they’ll never see this. For background, I’m a pretty shy and easy going who loves being monogamous but I believe in “gifts” or experiences with your partner or fwb you trust. I get extremely turned on when someone I’m attracted to wants and trusts ME to fulfill a fantasy. But I digress. So back on the dating and “alt” apps and let my friend help. I have Veto rights on people but they schedule, I must comply. Well connected with a women who seemingly wanted friendship so went for coffee then a a few workout classes together and she’s super nice and has an awesome sense of style. She primarily is into women and I’m primarily into men. Went out for drinks and dancing one night and she wore this rad bright orange pumps and I love bright colours. 

First time for [m]e

This story is out of sequence from the rest. Wanted to document my first time with the hot indian spinner.

A few days back we made out in the lab. Please see the first in this series. She pushed me with her boobs and got me in the dark optics labs. We got very handsy there .

The mutual touching and kissing got more and more intense. We went to a movie and I started fondling her . Then to another movie where I got my hands into her shirt and fondled . She moved to the other side to let my hands find her. She taught me to sit to her right to let my right hand do the tasks. (Great tip btw).

After a whole week of missing, fingering, biting nipples, everyday we were making progress. She wanted something emotionally but a week is too fast for that. She stopped short of fully going naked.

Next night, nothing happened till 10PM. Then I get a sudden text ,

forget about what I said yesterday I am all ready for you. And kisses.

I ask what are you ready for.

[MF] The first time no one asked for

Posted my second time with this girl under the name “Y” . Just decided to tell you about my first time with her .

Skip to “!!!!!!!!!” For the spicy parts

Rain you are the real mvp….

Coming out of the fancy ass pizza place, we found that between us and my car was a 3ft wide river that seemed to appear due to the heavy rains. I being the gentlemen I am decided I will try to jump it to pull the car closer so “y” didn’t have to get wet ( little did I know …) .

So imagine a wet ground and me jumping over a 3ft wide 4 inch deep stream . I got wet . My socks were wet. I didn’t look back at her because embarrassment …. I got the car though !

“Y “ only laughed and told me I was so brave with a sarcastic tone . Heh whatever I thought .

As I was driving her home we talked about some Netflix shows I should watch and agreed we will watch it together sometime. Until I decided we should just pick up some one and watch it that night ! Y agreed and decided she would pick the wine since she just started drinking .

[FM] My First Creampie (Repost)

NOTE: I originally posted this 21 days ago on r/SluttyConfessions.
NOTE2: U/The-Paragrapher helped me edit it for clarity but had no other contribution to this post. They are not the man in this post.
NOTE3: I also ended up editing his edit just to fit my writing style. Lol.

I had been fucking this guy for a while now and we had decided it definitely felt better without a condom so I had been letting him fuck me raw for a while now. For the past couple of weeks, I had been getting so close to letting him cum inside me. His dick was just so hard and filled my pussy do well.

So we decided that we were going to have a fuck fest to drain him of most of his cum so there would be a lower risk of getting pregnant (obviously, we knew this wasn’t fully effective. Lol). So I got a bunch of mind blowing sex for a week. Every time we fucked, it became a closer call. It was getting harder for him to pull out. We were going at it three times a day.

His First Time [M]MF… A Belated Christmas Present

A few days after James and I made Izzy’s [fantasy](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dlp8rq/my_first_bi_mmf_threesome_a_very_merry_christmas/) come true, James invited Izzy and I to his house. His parents were, for our hometown, quite affluent due to their owning the local paint factory. As such, their house was one of the nicest in the town, and they had just made a major upgrade by building a pool house. James’s parents were not always thrilled with him having company at the house, but as long as we kept to ourselves in the pool house, they were content to allow it (they really were pretty nasty people).

James had set the place up nice, dim lights, good drinks and most importantly, good company. We were drinking, getting a little high and just having a grand time. After a while, James asked if we should migrate to the hot tub. It sounded amazing, but none of us knew that James’s parents would be there and therefore had not expected to be in the pool house and had not brought swimwear. Before I could finish relaying this to James, Izzy said “That’s a great idea,” and tore off her clothes and jumped naked into the tub, never one to miss out on a chance to take the lead. “Guess that settles that,” I said to James. He and I proceeded to get naked and joined Izzy in the tub.

Breaking ethical norms for fun with an interviewee [MF]

For the last few years, I’ve been working with my local newspaper, covering random stories and events to grab a little side cash for entertainment and fun. It’s been a great time, easy, and I get to cover local sports a lot of the time. It’s a daily newspaper that publishes five times a week, so it’s pretty easy going. I’ve been doing it long enough that I usually get to pick where I go and what I cover, barring some breaking news that happens and they need all hands on deck.

Part of this has been consistent coverage of our D-III volleyball team that is in our area. Lucky for me, the sports reporter is more concerned about football, leaving this open for me to spend time getting to know players and coaches, covering games and, as the case was this weekend, travelling to a tournament.

I went down on Friday, covered their evening games that night and all day Saturday. I’ve known some players for several years, as they came up through local high schools, and on to this college. I’ve know the coach for a handful of years, and it’s seemed less and less like a job, and more of a conversation. Some athletes are friendlier than others, and I understand that. But that line was crossed and I found myself in ethical and moral trouble this weekend.

A [F]inal therapy session brings [M]e more than I bargained for. [Cheating/taboo]

Warning: this story involves cheating. If that’s not your thing and you are reading it just to tell me how much of a scumbag I am, I am sure there are plenty of other stories to read that will be more satisfying to you. This story also involves some “taboo” sex between a therapist and a client. Yes, I know it’s wrong and illegal. I also realize that if I were reading this, I would probably be the first to call bullshit, because this kind of thing isn’t supposed to happen. I can assure you that it does happen. It’s a memory I’ll carry with me.

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One of the biggest reasons I became a therapist is because the job is never boring. This is a story about one of those times that things became more than just not boring – they became downright exciting. Part of me wishes this had never happened, since I’d be a lot less anxious and guilty, but it wouldn’t be completely honest if I didn’t admit there’s another part of me that thinks about it every single day since and smiles a bit.