[MMF] The year two of my roommates didn’t pay rent, Part 2

And we’re back. Been looking forward to writing this part of the story, but I’ve been buried at work. Adult life sucks sometimes.

See here for the first post: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/98r0fz/mmf_the_year_two_of_my_roommates_didnt_pay_rent/

After an incredible summer sharing Sasha, school resumed with a bang.

We threw a huge party the first weekend after classes started, and the house was packed. As the party thinned, a group of us retired to a bedroom and started playing drinking games. The group was me, mark, Sasha, Mina, another guy, and two other girls.

We started playing a game that involved a lot of stripping, which to our surprised caused Other Guy to bail out in apparent discomfort. Mark and I collectively shrugged and moved on.

We knew better than to win too easily, so pretty quickly Mark and I were playing in the nude, while the girls all still had at least bras and panties, if not more. This emboldened them – Mina in particular.

Mina proposed that we play a game called Drink or Dare, which boils down to truth or dare with truth replaced by heavy drinking. It’s a good game.

[F]Submissive Adventures, part 1

I always knew I was a slut, but I think I outdid myself today. Just thinking about it and I get excited. It started like a semi-normal day, my phone beeps with my morning message from Sir with my task: going to run errands with a butt plug and no panties. While at the store, buying at least 3 objects that will stretch my pussy out, then fuck all 3 of them for Sir with my collar on. Today was going to be a fun day!

I made sure to get right to work, doing everything I needed to get done before the horniness got too distracting. I knew that Sir and I would be texting and that he would say something to get me going very soon. But even without the texting, thinking was difficult, my breasts are so sore! I am really paying for those clothespins last night. 4 on each tit, I think it is a new record. I can’t help but rub them gently through my shirt, reminding me of what I did, then as ordered by Sir I lift my shirt and rub them directly, gently, tenderly. My body reacting to my touch, my mind wandering. I even have a small bruise, it makes me so proud and Sir takes the time to remind me of it. I managed to finish my work, ate a quick lunch and showered before heading out to run errands.

The time I let him [f]uck me bare…

Glad you guys liked my previous story :) This one is about the same guy (6’3”, bearded, very hot, hung). We’d only hooked up twice since the first time (mismatched schedules and all that), but as we learned very quickly how to push each other’s buttons and exactly what the other liked. Each time was amazing.

That Time I Impulsively Opened Wide For My Best Friend… [FM]

Full disclosure: writing this up on a dare. I could probably give a more detailed account of both my evening and my relationship with the guy in question, but word count being no requirement in said dare, I’m just going to be sketching this thing out in fairly broad strokes. [*Okay, writing this after having completed the post—spoke too soon, lol. Started getting pretty wet by like the third or fourth paragraph or so, and was more or less trying with one hand not long after, even though I sort of have (or thought I had? still do?) mixed feelings about what happened. Anyway, I got a little carried away, so what follows is no novel but it certainly is no cliff notes version either.*]

Junior year of college, winter break. I was 22 (I took a year off) and he was 20. We became close our freshman year, but really got to know each other when we were sophomores. I helped him get over a pretty shit break-up, and he was consistently funny, respectful toward me, and just generally made me feel safe (when it felt like most other guys I’d get in a certain proximity to over a certain period of time just wanted or tried to fuck me). I helped him with a class he sucked at, he did the same for me. He stood up for me when one of his friends was being a weirdo, and we just generally had a good thing going.

My Boss Was My Daddy, aka that one time my life was basically every porn cliche rolled into one [MF]

At 22, fresh out of school, I took a nanny job with this guy who was separated from his wife and had his kids on 3 or 4 day weekends. He was 38 and handsome, generally a decent guy and father, and though I was only being paid for thirty hours a week being his nanny meant I didn’t have to pay rent so it was worth it.

We got along to the point that we’d occasionally hang out on off days and have a few drinks, or eat takeout on the couch, or whatever. When he admitted after a few drinks one night the kids were gone that he and his ex had a dead bedroom for a year before they split, and he hadn’t had sex since the last time they fucked, I had to do my civic duty and suck this guy’s poor, poor cock.

You guys, it was like an animal was released. He loved dirty talk. He loved it when I called him daddy. He loved choking me. He loved spanking me, and fucking my ass, and loved to fuck me in the ass when I had a dildo in my pussy. Every kink and sexual interest bubbled to the surface the minute I let this mild mannered, good father cum on my tits. It’s still some of the best sex I’ve ever had, over half a decade and many, many partners later.

My first threesome [FMM]

So I’ve told a couple of stories of how I started becoming more slutty after starting uni. The links to those stories are here if you want to have a read before: https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/93cyw1/broadening_my_horizons_mf/

First time letting someone watch me fuck (FM) from SluttyConfessions

For those of you that don’t want to read a quick summary: I’m Priya, 27, Indian, currently in a sexually stale marriage. The first story recalls events when I first started uni when I was 18 and started fucking the black guy across the hall. The second guy I had ever fucked. The second story shares my experience of fucking this black guy with his friend in the room watching.

Anyways a few weeks after that experience, things with Josh (the black guy) started to cool down. We would meet up less and he eventually got a girlfriend. Still not one of my friends knew about my situation with him or anything I had got up to. In their eyes I was still the innocent Indian girl reeling from her break up. Honestly it was nice to have a break from it all and concentrate on uni for a while. I was quite well behaved for a few months after that, only kissing a few guys in clubs but nothing more. Nothing really excited me up and till near the end of the year.

[F]rustrating sexual encounters with a [M]ale friend

Hi ! The response to my previous post was kind of sufficiently positive. So, I decided to write more. It is kind of long so, bear with me.

Some background about myself, I am a 21 year old [F].

This happened in my first year of college. I was in a relationship and we were very far. And we also couldn’t afford seeing each other too often. Having an almost insatiable sexual desire, long distance was barely working for me. I wanted to fuck. Since, I was new to the university, I couldn’t be my slutty self. I was scared of being judged (Now I walk around without a bra and one can definitely see my nipples. I don’t mind the attention at all). I made one friend and and Let’s call him Alex. He was very shy. He has very gentle features. He is someone who is extremely pleasant to look at. I won’t call him handsome but, he is definitely above average. Barely spoke enough to sustain a conversation. We just used to hang out in his room and watch random shit. He later told me that he had a gf. So, he was in a long distance thing too.

[FM] I’ve turned this guy down a dozen times, but I just let him use all my holes and cum on my tits (Pic)

I’m horny all the time, and I absolutely love fucking someone new. Sometimes more than one someone in a single business trip!

My supersexy dom [/u/AnotherBadchoice](https://www.reddit.com/u/AnotherBadchoice) encourages my whorish tendencies and enjoys sharing me with other guys. He and I work in the same industry, and I’ve told him about the many mutual acquaintances we have that have hit on me over the years.

I have huge tits and red hair, so I get my share of propositions. I’ve ignored most of them because I try not to play where I work. Until now.

One of the guys who’s into me is very nice, shy, and not at all my type. He’s hit on me before (like every time I see him), but I had zero interest. I did, however, share his messages with my Sir, mostly for entertainment value. With Sir’s encouragement, I started sexting Shy Guy, then moved on to phone sex.

I love getting guys off, and I was pleasantly surprised to learn that Shy Guy has a filthy mouth when he’s horny! He called me a slut, a whore, a bitch… My pussy drenched itself as I listened to him degrade me.

Vacation at the beach house [MF]

Usually, my stories are about things that happened to me years ago. This happened just a couple of weekends ago, and I really have to share it. Sorry for the long intro.

After a long year, I reached out to my old friend, Kevin, to ask if I could use his beach house. We have a long-standing agreement that I can do work on the house and not have to pay the daily rental fee. I also had to keep the place clean, so he wouldn’t have to schedule the cleaning service after I left. That was never an issue. I needed a break from work, so I planned to take a few days off to make a long weekend. Kevin let me know when the house was available, so I was ready for an early August get-away. This go around, my job was to replace some of the deck boards, steps, and also screw down some loose ones. This didn’t seem like that big of a task. I brought down some tools. Kevin was to have the deck boards delivered. I figured I could knock it out in stages each morning. I would be able to get some much-needed relaxation on the beach, and then get back home for work before Monday.

My partner (24) and I (29) finally got to DP another girl (23) [mff]

We and Ellie had found each other on Fetlife and started talking back in June, but thanks to busy schedules and a screwy DC metro system, it took over two months for us to finally have our date. It was well worth the wait…

She had warned us that she was pretty tall, but even though she was maybe an inch taller than me (I’m 5’10”), we were anything but intimidated. We thought her height was sexy as hell– she’s all legs, and wore sheer tights under a strappy black dress to show herself off. And she had a lot to show off– lovely pale skin, big bright eyes and great smile that was usually framed by her short, light brown hair. I had on jeans and a long sleeve and Rachel had on this tight green dress with horizontal stripes that does wonders for her natural curves. Our conversation, over tacos and drinks, was stimulating the whole time, even though we never talked about sex directly. We discussed the local bdsm scene, past relationships, non-monogamy and polyamory, but it never got to the point where we were actually conversing about personal kinks or anything. No matter, it was clear our personalities went well together, so after our second round, we asked if she wanted to come back to Rachel’s and she said yes.