This is the story of my first one night stand. I was 22F and I was just settling into the college night life. I had recently lost my virginity to a childhood friend and although I still loved my friend dearly, the sex with him left much to be desired. Flash forward to that night. I was out at the bars with two of my college friends, Sarah (22F) and Stacy (23F). We were having a great time and I was really enjoying our girl night! The bars closed and we walked/stumbled to the nearest pizza restaurant and settled into the long line of hungry college students. I looked over and these three guys walked over to stand in the line behind us. They were really nice and we ended up sitting with them while we ate our pizza. Right away I noticed that Stacy was flirting and kicking it off with one of the guys. They said that they were having a party back at their house and invited us to come over. My friends and I looked at each other and I saw that Stacy was pleading us to say yes with her eyes. How could I say no? It was very clear to me that she wanted to hook up with the guy so off we went to their house.
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Selling myself [f]or some weed
Hi i’m back again!
After my very eventful thirsty Thursday i thought i needed a bit of a night in. I love smoking, I just hate paying for it. Luckily my plug and I have a mutually beneficial arrangment :). So my Saturday is basically just a lazy day. I go to the gym and do some homework, do some meal prep so i can be lazy the rest of the week, and then I text my plug. He pulls up a few minutes later in front of my house. I head out in a long sleep shirt and nothing underneath. If it’s all gonna get taken off anyway, why bother? I’m just thankful my room mates are all gone for the holiday weekend so i can be as open about it as i want.
[MF] Me [19] and my best friend [21F] finally making out (Part.2)
Feel free to check part 1 if you want more context to this story.
So Lola and I, after finally admitting that we were just striving to have sex with the other, yearning for each other’s touch saw our relationship totally change.
Oddly, the next day after what happened in part 1, things between her and I felt kinda awkward. We didn’t knew if we should have done it and also the “we really did it….” unreal feeling. So we eventually stopped having one on one time a little moment but only seeing each other during hang outs with our friendship group.
Both of us were feeling a bit afraid of the reaction of our friends if they found out. Not that they’re not open minded but we didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings or create any jealousy. I’m suspecting another friend of mine to be having a crush on me for example.
So we’re going out to the bar next to the building we live in (we’re a few floors apart yup). She sits a bit away from me. I guess she just wanna talk with the other friends since she just spent a lot of time with me. I do the same and enjoy the night. As the beers rolls, the laughs, the conversations are getting greater. Everyone’s enjoying a lot the evening since we’re a bit tipsy.
[MFM] My (29M) Wife (27F) just had our second threesome, with effectively a stranger
So I’ve been into the idea of my wife having sex with other men for about 4 years (in the Hotwife way, not the Cuckold way). I dwelled on this for about six months before sharing it with my wife, and we talked about it for another 6 before we decided to give it a try the first time (3 years ago). Two nights ago, we dipped our toes back into the water, and this is the story. To make things easier, here are some descriptions up front:
* Me: 5’8″, 180lbs, just over 6″ cut. Brown hair, beard. Not fat, not thin, bit of a dad bod.
* My Wife: 5’10”, 140lbs, wavy light brown hair down to her shoulders, pale, great figure, DD cup.
* New Friend: 6’0″, 190lbs, about 6″ cut (but very thick), light brown short hair, broad shoulders, pretty muscular with a bit of softness around the edges.
We made a post on our local R4R subreddit, and were immediately hit with dozens of replies, but quickly narrowed it down and started talking to one guy in particular. He seemed normal, and had a lot of interests in common with us, so we decided to meet up for a drink, and if all went well, we’d make plans for something more fun.
The night I discovered my do[M]inant side
Happened earlier this summer. I was out with a few friends and friends of friends. There was a quiet woman with them, seemed very shy. We were all drinking and ended up at a small hip hop bar; we were all dancing. After a while, it was me, my friend, and the shy one.
Well, my friend goes to the bathroom and I’m on the dance floor with the other girl and it was one of those moments where you see a flash of something — definitely the “fuck me” vibes. I got a little closer, grounded slightly, and it was like a light flipped on for her. She sent from quiet and reserved to making out with me, grabbing me through my pants.
We moved to a couch and started making out and that’s when I had this wave come over me that I hadn’t felt before. All I could think about was dominating and humiliating this woman; it honestly embarrassed me a bit as I’ve been rough her and there sexually, but never dominating. I started moving my hand up, wrapping my fingers around her throat. She was a fit, petite Asian woman — I felt like could almost completely wrap one hand around her throat.
My [F]riday night out in a new city [FM] [First post, be gentle]
I don’t really know how to start something like this off but I guess I’ll just give a little background? This was earlier this year and I was visiting some friends and also checking out grad schools in a new city I hadn’t really spent time in. I’m not applying yet but I figured it doesn’t hurt to get a head start on stuff.
For my dating background, I usually don’t struggle with apps or meeting people in person but I guess I had taken a little sabbatical from hookups over the past few months. It had been especially frustrating since I live with two other girls and they absolutely have not been taking time off. Normally, I wouldn’t mind, but I guess I’d been feeling some type of way.
Anyway, like any good young person does in a new city, I fired up Tinder, Bumble, and Hinge, and started swiping. I had some matches, but nothing that was really going to peel me away from hanging out with friends. But then I matched with a guy on Tinder, about my age, whose profile got my attention.
Hooking up with the guy I used to babysit [FM]
Not often I experience being the older woman, but I did this week.
I’ve been browsing Tinder a lot lately. I do it for conversation as much as anything else these days, and tend to have it set to only show women, since I find they seem to be more willing to have a chat without necessarily wanting to escalate things. Every so often, for reasons I don’t get, profiles outside my search filter show up (usually super likes, I think). So I’m sitting at home on the sofa idly swiping left and right when I notice a boy who’s super liked me. I like him back, because he’s cute and it’s only polite when someone does that, then go back to talking to a vegan girl who is trying, and failing, to put me off meat.
College Experiences IV: Sex with a stranger in a bathroom [F]
Many men fantasize about women having sex with total strangers. They love hearing our stories about our one-night stands with men whose name didn’t even bother to ask. I don’t know about other women, but in my case instances such as the one I just described are few and far in between. They rarely happened. In fact, in my case, it only happened once.
Spending your summer in campus can be absolutely boring. Almost all students have gone back to their hometowns and the only ones left are locals (which aren’t many) and the nerds who got a summer job working as research assistant with a professor. I was among the latter. Andrea was out of town visiting her family and going on vacation, and all the guy friends that I had were also gone. The first few weeks I was bored out of my mind. It somewhat helped that I would get home late and I was too tired to even think about getting laid. But as the summer went by I got more used to my schedule and I would get home with more energy. Back then, I must add, Tinder was not yet invented, and casual hookups only happened at bars and clubs. I wasn’t much of a drinker or a partier so it barely crossed my mind to go out by myself to a bar.
[M]Husband and [Wife]
My wife and I have been together 18 years. She’s more beautiful now than the day I met her.
5’7″ with long blonde hair, amazing legs and an ass that turns my head everyday. She alwasy smells amazing. The lotion she uses after showering
turns me on and her skin is incredibly soft.
We both need a shower after a lazy day around the house. She went first with me to follow right behind her. I could hear some rustling around
in the bedroom as I was finishing up.
When I came out my wife was completely naked on the bed with her legs spread getting herself going with her hand held vibrator. She was
starting to get that amazing sex face she gets. One half of her upper lip a little higher than the other, mouth half open with her head slightly
back.
I started running my hands up her legs and up her inner thigh, kissing as I was going. I reached her lips and we had a long passionate kiss
as she was still humming along.
My [F]irst time deepthroating. [FM]
Links to previous stories:
– [My first experience with Tinder. [FM]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cy7h6f/my_first_experience_with_tinder_fm/)
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So since arriving at University a few weeks prior, I’d met with a few different guys and had sex, but nothing particularly noteworthy. I won’t be writing about every sexual encounter that I have as that would just be tiring and repetitive. Instead, I will write about noteworthy experiences where something interesting or unique happens, like I try something new, or something embarrassing or funny happens. Anyway, on to the story.
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At this point I had been at University for a few weeks. Anyone who has been to University before knows that parties in the dormitorys are extremely frequent at the beginning of the year as people are arriving for the first time, and everyone is getting to know each other. I’d been to a lot of these parties and made a load of friends, so I was settling in very nicely which is something I was really worried about. The parties involved a lot of people, lots of music, and lots of drinking. We would play your typical drinking game like two truths and a lie, truth or dare, spin the bottle, beer pong, you get the idea.