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Late afternoon session [FM]

He woke me up with kisses on my neck and back and my big breasts cupped. I turned over slowly, as I was still waking up. He started playing with my protruding labia and stopped for a moment to inhale my scent off his finger. It was the middle of the day and I wasn’t as fresh. But it drove him crazy.

He climbed down and buried his warm wet tongue in my already moist pussy. “Hold your legs up babe”. I’ve never seen him this hungry before. Sucking and kissing on my labia, sucking and flicking his tongue on my clit, digging his tongue into my pussy, making sure his mouth and beard was coated with my sweet nectar. My soft moans soon became loud uncontrollable cries of pure ecstasy. Fuck, I loved when he sucked on my lips, he fucking knew it drove me crazy. I let go of my legs and used my hands to spread my outer lips so he could dig deeper for the treasure he obviously wanted. And there it went, spilling all over his tongue. Read more »

The Milky Play Party [Group]

A long and fun story with some exposition on my journey into the world of erotic lactation and Adult Nursing Relationships as a fully blind kinkster. Skip down to the *** section for the beginning of the actual wild story about our milky play party. Apologies for any formatting errors, this is my first post to this sub. :)

Erotic lactation has been a major fetish of mine ever since I came across pictures and videos of it in my formative years as a young teen discovering the internet. I remember coming across it on a site that categorized all of the adult content contained within it, and as those pictures slowly loaded over my 56K connection, it just got me more and more aroused for reasons I couldn’t yet directly understand. Something about the size of the women’s breasts, changing while pregnant, growing in size along with their nipples, changing in shape as the milk lets down from the ducts and gets ready to be expressed and suckled, to just seeing the milk spraying in large streams as the women hand expressed for the cameras. Huge grape-sized nipples with drips of white liquid dripping from them always looked so suckable and inviting. Seeing women squirting their own milk into coffee as creamer or into cereal for breakfast really got me going, as did videos where lactating women were able to bring their nipples up to their own mouths and drink directly from them, letting the milk slip out of their mouths back onto their breasts for great erotic effect. I had to try it, but I knew my options were quite limited in order to actually experience it for myself. Or so I thought. Read more »

Hinge date, unhinged! [MF]

So I’ve been trolling multiple dating apps since I’ve been divorced and one of my favorites is Hinge.
Their claim to fame is that they’re designed to be deleted, meaning you’ll find the greatest match and not need it anymore.

Recently I matched with this Hispanic gal, she’s 19, maybe about 5’4” and just the right proportions for me. Her name was Lucy.

Lucy and I chatted via the app for a few days and then we decided to meet up for coffee at a local non-Starbucks place. We spent over an hour there chatting and it was going really well. She said she was hungry and I suggested we go out and grab a bite to eat so we hopped into my car and drove toward the nearest shopping center that had decent restaurants.

Upon arrival we realized that was dinner rush and the wait for most places was around an hour. I didn’t live too far away so I offered to cook dinner for her fully expecting it to be a no as we just met. She said sure and asked me my address so she could let her friend know where she would be. Smart girl. I’m sure her location tracking was on with said friend too. Read more »

[FM] FWB proving himself after a dry spell

My FWB and I had been on a month long dry spell, mostly because we were just too busy. I was starting to think our FWB relationship was fizzling out. We managed to find time last week to hook up however the sex was absolute shit for both of us. He lasted way too long, my vagina was starting to get friction burns, and he never came. I also admitted to sleeping with another dude earlier that week. Overall neither of us were happy campers and I was starting to think I should switch FWB duties over to the new guy.

This week, my FWB invited me over and to me this was do or die, if I wasn’t happy again, I was going to drop him as FWB. I meet him in his garage where he is finishing smoking a cone, he tells me to go wait in his bedroom while he does a few things. I go and sit on his bed, looking around the dimly lit room. I did manage to see a red light beaming off the dresser at the end of the bed. It was a mini camera and apparently he had some plans to film. Read more »

In which the slutty bi male gets pegged by his wife’s friend [FM]

I’ve decided to spend some time writing out a lot of my slutty adventures for y’all, especially given how the bi male slut is elusive but highly sought after. This is my second time typing up an experience here. Feel free to take a look at my first.

This was in the last couple of years; can’t remember exactly. My wife was having a conversation with a work friend that I hadn’t met, and somehow, it came up that we’ve done pegging. (Side note: What kind of work environment do they have that this comes up? I think it was at a bar or something, but even so.) The friend says she’s always been curious about it. My wife says that, as long as I’m ok with it, the friend can borrow me. It’s hardly the first time my wife offered me to someone else (other stories in the future if y’all are interested!) She always gets my consent, of course, but I’m pretty universally willing. I don’t take the slut label lightly. Read more »

My [M] one and only massage by a [M], unexpected. (Really happened, a bit long)

I was just over 30 at the time, unattached and often went to different massage places. This was way back before the State of Oregon decided to legislate the massage profession, so it wasn’t really that difficult to find a woman willing to do a happy ending. In fact, most places had a receptionist out front that told you the rates and how much it was with a “hand finish.”

That actually was nice, a single guy could get the edge off without having to go through all of the wine and dine stuff. There was one place in south Portland I really preferred, it was clean, they had showers, and the price was right so if a guy struck out on an evening’s hunt for a one nighter, stopping off on the way home was a sure thing. I was young and in shape, had a few bucks in my pocket so usually I could find a friend in one of the clubs, but this night I was having no luck at all, so around 2 in the morning I drove down. The place was always open, I never saw it ever closed. Those of you that knew Portland back then will know about it, it was named after the creek nearby, same as the road it was on. The first thing I noticed was the parking lot in the back was full, I had to park down the street. I knew they usually had 3 or 4 girls on staff so it shouldn’t be a problem waiting, a few times before I had a short wait. Read more »

The time he[M] fucked me[F] at my desk.

A few months ago.

It was getting close to 5 and all my co-workers started leaving for the evening but I(F) would linger a bit longer. Once they all had finally left and I was alone, I would take a few naughty pictures to send to hi(m), I thought it would be a great way to finish up a long day of sexting. Sitting at my desk I sent a picture with my tits out with a text that read “empty office”. He quickly replied “I should come fuck you”, I thought about how I should be leaving and getting home to my husband, but being fucked over my desk sounded like a much better offer. So I took it and replied with “come fuck me.” Read more »

Welcoming Home My Wife, Part Two: An Unexpected Confession [MF] (spanking, sex)

[Part 1 Here] (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/welcoming_home_my_wife_mf)

For probably 20 or 30 minutes after our first passionate welcome-home fuck, we laid in blissful exhaustion, tangled up in each other and the sheets. I absentmindedly traced patterns on her skin with my fingertips. I loved the feeling of her skin, so soft and smooth, under my fingers. Simply being in her presence and letting my fingers gently fly across her skin in swirls and arcs and circles was one of the great, simple Joy’s of my life.

She laid quietly, I thought enjoying the post-coital glow of being freshly fucked.

But then she rolled up on her side and looked into my eyes. Her piercingly blue eyes looked particularly intense. “I have to tell you something,” she began. I replied with a quick and easy, “OK!”

“When I am on these long work trips, it is very lonely. Every night, once I leave the office, I am by myself — at dinner, at the hotel, wherever I am, it is just me.” Read more »