[MF] Satisfying Her Desire To Be Used

Taken from my FL page.

This is a true story from an encounter back in 2014 with a friend of mine.

We had known each other since 2011 after a summer of working together. At the end of the summer, we had played a bit where she gave me head and I fingered and ate her out. After I left the state to go to college, we had minimal contact with one another. The following Spring of 2012, I had come back into town and paid her a little visit, she showed her appreciation by sucking my cock in her bedroom, directly above where her parents and uncle were sitting in the living room watching TV without a clue as to the kind of slut their daughter truly was.
She had always been a flirty and horny girl. I loved teasing her and talking about all sorts of things with her, but it was always shallow. Neither of us had any great wealth of knowledge when it came to sex; we just knew that we enjoyed playing with each other. Over time, I got a girlfriend and she got a boyfriend, so our play was severed. My girlfriend and I broke up and I started to enjoy the company of other girls, some of whom pushed me to more kinky adventures; real basic things like choking and spanking.

The Ti[m]e I was a [F]ull Blown Demon

This all happened a few years ago. I was working as an actor at a prestigious haunted house. By “prestigious” I don’t mean we played snooty ghosts, I mean we had a hell of a budget. Costumes, props, sets, make-up artists, everything was top of the line.

One night I was placed in a new role. This particular role required a very intricate getup. I needed to wear a silicone demon mask. This thing was intense as hell. Fiery red, horns, and it extended to include my neck and a little of my shoulders. There were also gloves made of the same weird-smelling material that went all the way past my elbows. They were these really cool looking claws. They were, however, totally impractical. They extended far beyond my actual fingers, and while they looked very solid, they were actually very flimsy. They couldn’t grasp for dick. They needed a lot of help going on and were going to need even more getting off.

So I get suited up, looking like Hellboy’s less buff brother, and go to my supervisor to ask where I need to go. Now I may have been dressed for hell, but this woman was HOT. She was a natural beauty, and her blonde, pageboy haircut perfectly framed her features. She had a runner’s build; thin, small chest, but this impossibly perky ass that was always in yoga pants.

In the University library [M] [F]

This story was back when I was studying for my degree. I went to the other side of the world to study for the degree. I major in Graphic Design. It was during the first term where I had an individual project, I went to the library to do research. There was a librarian that looks relatively young and he would always be arranging books during the late afternoon. And we started to notice each other.

My usual spot is at the corner of the sitting area with an individual desk. He would come over to the shelves near me and glance over to my direction often. Soon I started to show more skin. I would wear shorts or mini skirts. Sometimes just a jacket with nothing underneath, not even a bra. The jacket would hug the curves of my breast and sometimes my nipples would peak through.

Sympathy Blowjob [FM]

So like up to now everything I’ve posted has been some weird power dynamic or some internal conflict. But today I’m just going to tell you about the time I blew a guy at a party because I felt bad for him. Because sometimes you just do something and it isn’t dripping with subtext, it’s just a slutty thing you did.

This was during my freshman year of college. I lived at home but spent a lot of nights in dorm rooms of friends of mine, especially after we went out drinking, and there were plenty of chances to just go to parties, hang out, that kind of thing. I was enjoying that part of life, being a pseudo-adult, all of that.

So I was at a party my soon-to-be-sorority was hosting. There was this guy there, average guy, nothing particularly noteworthy. I’m very flirty when I drink and I’d definitely been drinking. Note that “flirty” doesn’t automatically mean “horny”, I just like the flirting part; it can escalate from there but it doesn’t have to.

[MF] Dumping a big load

A few months ago I had a vasectomy done, and they give you the cups for testing after the procedure. Life got in the way and I never got the test done to prove I was no longer shooting active sperm.

This past week my wife put down the hammer that I had to get tested. I checked the information and it said to not ejaculate for 48-72 hours. This was new to me as I jerk-off daily, or my wife and I have been focusing on having sex at least twice a week (kids and stuff).

I wake up this morning ready to go drop of the sample. I had picked out the perfect porn to watch. As I’m about to get started I double check the sample instructions and realize that you have to call the lab 24-hours in advance. Now I’m 4 days backed-up, and can’t drop off until Monday morning.

I was in the bathroom but heard my wife wake up. Already being hard, I Porky-Pigged into the bedroom and told her the problem.

“What do you want me to do?”

[mff] Our friend brought her strapless dildo and bluetooth vibrator over for some fun…

After our first meeting with Ellie (https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/99nw43/my_partner_24_and_i_29_finally_got_to_dp_another/) it took a while for our schedules to align once again, but once they did, we had a wonderful second date. To remind you all, Rachel is around 5’4 and stacked (like, bad at tetris stacked) with dark brown hair, big hazel eyes, and pierced nipples. I’m 5’10, with a beard, short dark brown hair, a bunch of tattoos, and a body built by rock climbing and yoga. Ellie is 5’11 (dem legs tho) with freshly dyed orange/red hair, and piercing blue eyes.

Rachel got a pair of stockings for me and wore them out under a black dress, so I was already primed for a good night. After getting to the bar, we saw that although Ellie had come from work, she was not quite in work-appropriate clothing. She had on a lacy top that hardly covered the lingerie she was wearing underneath, although she did have a scarf/shawl thing to keep from being totally indecent. After a couple rounds and appetizers, we went back to Rachel’s and opened a few more beers in her room.

First post! [FFM]

Just discovered this subreddit. I’m usually not one to tell my experiences to people, but feel this is pretty anonymous, and I enjoy reading the other exciting stories. I have a few more stories if people wanna hear. The story below happened almost 3 years ago. Girls in the story will be referred to as the bartender, the server, and the friend. Hope ya’ll like it, I sure did!

My coworkers and I frequent a local chain restaurant for happy hour pretty often. In doing so, we’ve gotten to know the bartenders and servers pretty well. A lot of them were really attractive and young, and they felt comfortable with us because we never hit on them or made anything awkward. After about 8 months of going to happy hour at least once a week, I ran into a couple of them (roommates: 1 bartender, 1 server) shortly after new years.

Helping my ex cheat on her new man [MF]

A couple days after my amazing blow job from my friend Becky I made plans to meet up with Ana, my first girlfriend.

We had met up over Christmas break for a quickie that was fun but not entertaining enough to write up. I also knew from that time that she had gone on a couple dates with a guy from her college. I also knew from mutual friends that they were more serious now.

So I was kind of surprised she agreed to meet with me and her texts and such we’re still highly sexual in nature. It was obvious that she was coming over for sex, boyfriend or not.

For those who didn’t read my other two stories on Ana, she was 19 at this point. Average height and weight, Brazilian with olive skin. She was always permanently tanned all over and had sexy long hair that by this time was mid back length.

I was still my usual tall geeky self but with a bit more weight to me. My roommates in college had taken me under their wing and kept forcing me to the gym. Looking back at pictures I’m not sure what she saw in me. She said I was mysterious. Which in reality I was just shy and had few friends back in high school. But hey whatever worked for me.

My first time masturbating in the dorms [F]

Hey all! I’m actually 28 but I thought I would tell you about my first time jilling in the dorms my freshman year. I was 18 at the time and no it wasn’t my first time masturbating in my life, just the first time in the dorm that year.

It was about two weeks into the school year in early September. The dorms were so poorly air conditioned my roommate and I tried to at least circulate the air with a window fan and just had to tough it out until fall brought cooler weather. Unlike a lot of other girls on the floor we did not know each other before college, we were complete strangers. So all bonding we had the first two weeks was awkward and I was kind of shy and hesitant to let her know everything about me.

Before heading to college my high school boyfriend and I broke up, mostly mutually because neither of us wanted to leave for college and do the long distance thing and be jealous. I say ‘mostly mutually’ because he continued to worry about me talking to other guys and would text me when he was drinking. I say this because I hadn’t been with anyone for a few weeks at this point and also wasn’t to the point in the dorms were I felt I had enough privacy to play with myself.

[MF] Fun in the back of a car!

So, this would be back in 2013, in Dorset, a lovely little county on the South coast of England and its mid-summer. My then girlfriend and I were driving to a small village for lunch after a walk in the countryside and she starts to mention how the summer air is making her horny needs to do something about it. Just to tease her, I lift the hem of her light dress and start to run my hand over her leg and slowly up her thigh, and I can feel the heat from her crotch, burning like the surface of the sun.

She pulls over pretty much instantly. We’re just about in the village and she parks up on grass verge, small cottages surround us but the scenery isn’t really registering for either of us (at least not at this time!) as we quickly get out and move to the rear seats. Her car was a Ford C-Max with heavily tinted rear windows…so it afforded some privacy, but someone viewing the car from the front could probably see what’s going on….and as soon as we’re in, her hand is on my bulging crotch, we’re kissing passionately, deeply. Our hands squeezing as we explore each other’s bodies lost in the moment of pure lust.