[FMM] First time with two cocks

I haven’t posted in awhile. Here are my other posts: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7h27mi/fm_recruiting_at_my_hotel/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7h27mi/fm_recruiting_at_my_hotel/); [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7iw6dw/mf_revenge_on_cheating_ex/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7iw6dw/mf_revenge_on_cheating_ex/); [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7j38om/cumming_clean_a_mid_to_late_blow_job_confession_mf/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7j38om/cumming_clean_a_mid_to_late_blow_job_confession_mf/). As I wrote previously, I’m a (now) 21-year-old female– petite Italian-Mexican. I work in a hotel at the front desk part time, and go to college (journalism major, if you care). This is another story of my fun with my neighbor (he’s in the second and third stories above). He is older—early 30s—tall and fit– with a nice, thick and reliably hard cock.

We’ve continued to hook up since the last posts. It isn’t a relationship– we just enjoy having sex. It makes me feel good and dirty after a long day to know I can make him hard, and ride his great cock until the frustrations of the day are gone away. He complains that I usually get two or three orgasms in before he cums once — but he isn’t seriously complaining.

He stopped seeing his “groomer” girl awhile back, but I really had gotten used to his clean-shaved cock and balls by then, so I’ve taken over the shaving duties, to. Which, not surprisingly, always leads to a hard cock and more sex, so, bonus.

[MF] Met my internet friend and explored my fantasy

Enjoy my first story. I had my fantasy full filled with a girl met online.

The doorbell rang and I opened the door as it was agreed. I opened the lock and left the door open only a little and got back to bedroom as you commanded me to do.

I lay down to my bed and put a blindfold on my eyes so I can’t see. As you commanded me to do, I left gag ball, paddle, vibrator, strap on, lube and wax candle next to me. I was laying on the bed with my eyes shut and I heard how you closed the front door behind you and I waited you with excitement and a bit of thrill, because I didn’t know what was going to happen next. Hell, I didn’t even know who you are, how old are you or what you look like. I didn’t even know are you female and I was starting to get nervous.

Repost of an old story of me and this amazing redheaded MILF [MF]

I was back in my hometown for the holidays, so naturally I had to see my favourite MILF.

I’m 34. She’s 44. But the body on her!

She’s got naturally red hair, from her Irish blood. With perfect white skin, she’s got the perky tits of a 19-year-old. I don’t know how. But she does.

Don’t believe me? [Have a look.](https://imgur.com/fvtmqE4)

But her ass. Her ass is even better. My favourite part of every visit is when I follow upstairs to her bedroom. Knowing what’s to come, and watching that perfect, heart-shaped ass sway as she walks up in front of me, usually just in a tight pair of cotton panties.

And when we get to her room, she dutifully drops to her knees — a mat already laid out on the floor. I love knowing that she was thinking about sucking my cock. Planning for it.

Actually, we had both been planning for it. For eight days prior, she made me save my cum. She’d send me texts telling me how she was going to suck my balls. How she wanted me to fuck her throat. But she didn’t want me to cum. She wanted me to save it all for her. And then cover her face.

[MF] Sister helps prepare me for prison

My older sister had got mixed up with a bad character who was dealing drugs and who had been killed in a drug deal gone wrong about 6 months before this story begins. I had been letting her stay with me until she could get back on her feet.

We were watching TV when the cops burst in and told me that an informant had told them that their were drugs in my Apartment and while I was trying to make sense of what was going on one of the cops came in to the room carrying a paper bag full of packets of white powder and said “Found this in the top of the hall closet”.
I looked at my sister, tears welling up in her eyes, and I said “the drugs are mine”. The cop said “That’s not what we heard, but if you wanna take the rap, put your hands behind your back”.
My sister later told me she had found the drugs in her husband’s stuff after he was killed and being hard up for money, she had tried unloading them on one of the guys her husband had hung out with. That dude had narc’d her out trying to cut a deal for charge his was facing.

[MF] 25 Year Old Me Got Lucky With My Coworker [Virgin][Long][Pic]

*Hey* r/GoneWildStories! *This is the somewhat modified account of how I finally swiped my v-card, which happened a little over five years ago. This the very first time I’ve ever written about my sexual adventures, and I haven’t shown it to anyone, so let me know if you like it. Sorry for it being so long; I like to set the stage, and my general verbosity is somewhat compulsive. Obviously, I’ve changed several small details to protect my anonymity, but, for the most part, this is exactly what transpired. The experience entirely changed the trajectory of my life, and me fundamentally as a person. Enjoy!*

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In the spring of 2013, several months before my twenty-fifth birthday, I chose to step way, way outside my comfort zone and leave my small, rural hometown for a job in a major city here in the United States. It wasn’t anything glamorous, just a entry level corporate job. I could have found employment anywhere, and been generally fine. I chose this specific city because I had imagined living there in high school and wanted to try something completely new and different.

[TF][TFM] Experimenting with a couple for the first time…

**I’ll link to my pic in the comments below, for anyone curious**

I learned to pass at a pretty early age. By the time I was out of college I had long, black hair that I could wear in a bun when I presented as a man or styel when I was all dressed up. Being petite and Asian certainly helped. I started frequenting fetish and alternative lifestyle clubs and bars as soon as I legally could. But all my early sexual encounters were with women. I typically dressed with 70s-Bowie flourish, but eventually came out of my shell and started spending most of time in drag.

Eventually I moved on from curious women to people more like me. Other cross dressers, androgynes, and even trasgenders. Anyone who liked to wear silk or satin or lace who liked the way I looked in a skirt. Masculine men didn’t interest me and neither did guys who were just looking to do something out of the ordinary. I always went for women or those who came from a similar point of mind.

Prologue to a night of intense, coke-fueled domination [MF]

So this story is about a girl that I used to date, let’s call her Bee, who I’m still very close friends with and have maintained an intense sexual relationship with. You can call me Don. I’m moving away for a job and this is all about how we decided to get together for a night out, a trip to the casino and a long, coke-fueled fuck-session afterwards.

We are just fireworks when we are together in the bedroom, she submits to me and calls me daddy and loves being bound up and made to cum until she’s begging me to stop through her gag. We are in our 20s, she’s probably around 5’8, with blond hair past her shoulders, average build and magnificent C or D perky tits with pink nipples that pop and beg to be sucked when she gets turned on. I’m 6’4 with shaggy blonde hair, a reddish beard, blue eyes and about 220 lbs of solid dad bod. I have a thick 7 inch cock.

Tinder Hookup with Hot Ginger [MF] [BDSM] Long

Skip into different sections Background I’m 18 and am going to college soon. As a result I’ve been trying to get it in as much as possible before then. I was absolutely delighted when I matched with a cute ginger on tinder named Ava. I was even more delighted when I saw her bio which told of her interest in BDSM and her love for doms. After some chat over a day or so when I came to a stumbling block when it came to meeting due to the unsurprisingly high number of guys trying to hookup with her on top of her busy schedule due to her going off to college soon. I eventually got her to make some time with the line: “let me know if you want a red hand prints all over your ass to match your hair color”

Lead-Up After some Snapchatting we decided to meet at her place. Ava greeted me at the door. I gave her a peck before she led me up to her room. This girl looked way better in real life. On tinder she looked a little chunky for my tastes and had a bit of a mean face. However, in real life she had a cute freckled face, long amazing read hair, a nice 5’5 125 frame, Nice b sized tits. Her ass was very nicely shaped firm. Much better than the ‘Its OK’ description I got. She was wearing a graphic tee and shorts underneath panty hose, which I found irresistible.

[M]y [FFF]irst weekend of college continued p.3

If you haven’t read the first 2 posts I suggest reading those before getting to this one.

Pt. 2: [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/99h3a9/my_ffirst_weekend_at_college_continued/)

Jess got cleaned up and started getting dressed for real, Kristin starts drinking the tequila and we are all talking and getting ready for this party we’re about to go to. Since we are all freshmen we really don’t know where the best parties are at and which frats are good and which ones are bad. So basically we have a few that we can go to.

Kristin is wearing these tiny shorts with her ass cheeks hanging out, a crop top showing her amazing stomach with a hint of abs.

Jess is wearing a high waisted jeans skirt, quite short, just under her ass cheeks, a tight crop top and no bra, allowing her piercings to poke through.

We get to the first party, go in and get some drinks, Kristin and Jess snag me some because the girls drink free but guys have to pay. We walk around, dance, talk and within like 15 minutes it gets busted.

[MF] Wife’s braless week in London (no sex)

There’s no sex in this because it’s just a short story about something we did on our “oneymoon” (the trip you take *one* year later because you had to cut your actual honeymoon short due to an impending hurricane).

We’d always wanted to see Europe, so we booked flights and hotel for ten days in London, England. I won’t bore you with our sightseeing itinerary, but we did all the regular tourist stuff like everyone else.

The one thing that we noticed right away (me slightly before her) was that in London a lot of women went braless. I wouldn’t say it was everyone, but it did seem like it was more common than it is back in the states. By the time we passed the 30th or so girl walking by with “the girls” swaying back and forth alluringly, the back of my head started to hurt.

I tore my eyes away from the lovely sight in front of me and said “ow! you’ve been slapping me haven’t you?”

She gave me her trademark icy stare and mentioned that perhaps I ought to take a few hundred pictures as they’d last longer and she could use them as evidence in my upcoming divorce.