Flashing leads to some fun [MF]

Yesterday, a couple of friends and I went for some brunch drinks since we had an extra day to look forward to for the weekend. We went to a nice restaurant that has unlimited mimosas for brunch. It’s a fun and lively patio and while there, we met a group of people who were heading to a labor day BBQ and they invited us to come along.

The BBQ was at a gorgeous and huge house and there were quite a lot of people there. The drinks kept flowing and we were all having a good time. There was a pool and I decided I really wanted to get in, so I stripped down to my panties and bra and jumped right in. This apparently caught the attention of a few guys who started to hoot and holler and some of who even jumped in after me.

[FM] My[F 27] first time public with drunk husband [M 32]on the last local train of the night. SUPER risky and stupid but damn it the most exciting sex we ever have had

Ok, I seriously wouldn’t recommend it because it’s very unsafe and we could have been in some serious danger but it was totally worth it. This is the most exciting thing I’ve ever done and I feel a jolt in my nethers even now just remembering it all.

So it was Sunday night. We had a holiday here the next day so we were partying at a friend’s place, drinking heavily. We were both shit faced. Anyway we are heading back, and for some reason instead of just booking an Uber we decide to take the train. I think it would be the last local train of the night. It would be eight stations until we got to our stop which translates to a roughly 45 minute journey.

Even before we got on board he was being frisky and handsy with me. I was wearing a traditional Salwar Kameez which is basically like a long top with leggings and this long scarf to cover your cleavage. He had his arm around my waist and kept on pinching my butt and hips with that hand. I was drunk and enjoying it too, giggling crazy whenever he did that and that only made him do it more and harder. He took the dupatta (the scarf thing) shoved it in my purse and started groping my breasts. The homeless people on the platform were watching it all, leering at me. We noticed it but didn’t care. Hell he started doing it in a more pronounced way just because they were watching.

Ms B, S.D. & I [MMF]

Where do I start? Of course there has to be a beginning, middle and end right?

Just like any encounter, you don’t know what kind of personality you’re gonna meet or if they really are who they portray themselves to be. What I have experienced is the conversations are shorter is usually the ones that actually are the most accurate, straight forward and to the point. In the end result, it always ends up phenomenal.

I was chatting w/ a homie who happens to be following me on Twitter for some years now. He complimented me on the content I posted. We conversed for a while and I must say I was rather intrigued at how open minded and free spirited he was. Handsome blatino papi, muscular, athletic, masculine as fuck and bisexual. The following day, we met up to go smash some pussy. On the way there, I listen to him talk in person and I’m still in disblief that this dude is as freaky as I believe he is even though I saw his content and read what he was into.

South Florida MILF and her hidden truths [MF]

After ending a long term relationship I have taken some time to get back into the dating scene. Which in South Florida is not easy. I’m in my thirties and try my best to find women of substance and maturity. In the meantime, I have found extremely oversexed women in their sexual primes with a strong desire to explore the things they missed out on due to previous relationships.

Carolina was one such lady, she was also in her early thirties, a single mom, trying to get by and meet her sexual needs but also hoping to one day find a husband. She messaged me one day and described some common interests we shared. She had always wanted to try different kinks but her ex-boyfriend was not interested. Once her vanilla relationship ended, her sexual journey took off. We spent some time discussing roles and kinks and what they entailed. She was very new to this, she had no idea what clover clamps were and explained that her toy collection was very limited. I would find out this was, inaccurate to the say the least.

[F] My training to become the submissive I am (Day 1 of 52)

I had done it with a few guys before, not a crazy amount, but would look like nothing compared to how many guys have emptied themselves inside me after I trained myself to be the submissive who will do anything she needs to get the next load inside her.

Summer of 18 was when you would see everyone else in their bikinis and swimsuits, chilling in pools outdoors and hanging out with their friends, I did the same, but quite differently, and I didn’t really have a say in what we did. I’m close friends with a lot of guys but picked four of them to help me obey everything like the slut I am.

Four dominants, one submissive, two months of endless pounding and load dumping is about to begin. The words cum dumpster would never have a more perfect fitting scenario. We were all in an apartment over the summer, while my family was away, and it was just us five, and I was constantly going to be used as they pleased, and I could feel my juices trickling down my thighs just from the thought of it.

Gave him head in the driveway [FM]

This is a quick one but it’s making me horny thinking about it so I wanted to get it out…

My man and I went to visit some of my friends from college for the long weekend. He had never met them before and was kinda stressed about having to socialize.

So when we pulled onto the street where the house was, I unzipped his pants, leaned over and started sucking his cock. When we pulled into the driveway, I had a hard dick down my throat. I guess my friend Monica saw the car come in and came outside to greet us. My man said she locked eyes with him and smiles and then I guess she saw my head bobbing up and down, realized what was happening and went back inside.

I sucked him until he came hard down my throat, swallowed it, and we were ready for the festivities to begin.

God getting caught is hot!

[MF] Downtown drinking

I was downtown drinking with some friends and these two girl walked by and my friend started talking to one of the girls. I entered the conversation and I was drunk ended up going back to her dorm and sleeping with her in her bed I don’t even know if anything happened. Then went back a week later and got some sex.

Supermarket Excursion By: Bishop [MF] [Public] [Rough]

Have you ever been out, at work or at the gym or in a supermarket, and you see something. It could be something small. Something tiny that only you saw. But as minuet as it might be, it gets your mind wondering. You start picturing it in your mind, experiencing it again. Then that grows to a scenario that grows and develops in your mind. Now you’re in that mood. You know what you need, it’s all you can’t think about. That animalistic need that takes over. That’s what happened to our old friend Bishop, as he walked through the isles of the supermarket. He was in that bad mood. It was beginning to take over. He’d been going through a dry spell recently. His last book sold so well, the publisher promised a huge advance if he could get a second book out as soon as possible. So for almost a year, he’d been in his officer, working on the second book. But that didn’t leave him much time for socializing. That also made him extremely horny.

[FF]ollow fun up on Saturday night to Sunday afternoon with my friend

With some slight interest in my [first](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9cog42/i_had_an_unexpected_ffun_time_with_a_friend/) post, I thought that I would follow up with the next day. I messaged her in the morning to make sure that she was feeling okay because I felt as though I may had been a bit aggressive. She said that she was fine, but that it would “be a couple of days before anything went inside” of her. I may catch flack for this as that may mean ‘no’, but I personally saw it as a turn on to see how much that she could come from my tongue and not using my hands. The idea of having to be careful and still get her off became a huge turn on that I couldn’t ignore. I had come home after having coffee in the morning, masturbated no less than 10 times, and let her know that I had bought a pizza from the grocery store that I needed to cook. I have never once bought a take and bake pizza. I thought about sharing it with her when I bought it, but didn’t know why. I brought other food on Saturday night that we made. It was as though some pizza spirit knew that I needed an excuse to return.