[group] Summer Camp Part 5 (take 2)

(For previous parts, [click here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8w7sgm/ff_summer_camp_part_4/?st=JJ9G9XAT&sh=5386dfe4) and they go all the way back to part 1.)

(Last time it was SD’s story, but this time it’s my perspective, along with some of Alexa and SD. And I apologize because this one will be longer than the previous posts.)

Bell had just told me what SD and Alexa did after breakfast, and I couldn’t believe it. SD confirmed everything at the lunch table, and it was still hard to believe. That’s when Alexa came over to our table and gave SD the evil eye, so maybe it did happen. Either way we were cutting up and laughing, and didn’t even notice how long time had passed, because lunch was already over and it was time for the next classes. Before we started cleaning up, Alexa stopped us.

Alexa: “Before you three go to class, I have something for you three. How would you like to participate in a poker game tonight?”

Bell: “Poker? As in with chips and everything?”

Alexa: “Yeah. Me and my bunkmates are bored at night, so we usually play poker. We are bored of playing each other, so how about it?”

[MF] She Caught Me in Her Panties

Angela caught me red-handed.

It was December 1998 and I was home for the holidays. I went out drinking with a friend and when we got in his mom offered me the basement to sleep. She brought down some sheets and helped me pull out the sofa.

Before she’d even left I’d noticed the laundry room. I waited 20 minutes with my heart racing and my cock getting hard. Finally I didn’t hear any more footsteps above me.

I crept over to the washer and dryer. There was some stacked laundry on top. Socks. Sheets. Nothing exciting. I opened the dryer, trying hard not to make a sound. Inside was the mother load. It was all delicates. I was worried someone would come down the stairs. My heart was pounding. I quickly grabbed two pair of panties and shut the dryer. I scampered back out of the laundry room and over to my bed.

I had grabbed a black satin bikini style and black nylon full cut briefs with a floral print. The second pair looked more accommodating. I quickly shed my pants and underwear. I pulled the panties on. They hugged my hard cock. I climbed in bed and turned off the light. I closed my eyes and started touching my cock. I fantasized about someone else touching me.

[M]y Wi[F]e’s Split Personality

*Disclaimer* Reposted on a different account of mine. My wife isn’t a big fan of talking about our sex life, but I love this story and I don’t really have anyone to share it with.*

My wife and I have been married 2 years and dating for 6. We’ve been together a long time, and we’re both very pleased with each other. The only problem……. My wife has a 4th the sex drive I do. This isn’t always an issue. We have our kids and jobs that keep us pretty busy. But it gets pretty frustrating after a few days with no sex. And when we do it’s pretty vanilla. Nothing to crazy. She can be a little prudish and shy when taking about sex too, not a big fan of oral on her self, because she’s slightly self conscious.

She has no reason to be. She’s 5ft 3″, curly blond hair, gorgeous brown eyes, a nice perky butt, and boobs she wishes were smaller. I think they’re perfect double DDs myself. And to top it off shes charming as well.

[MF]Steak Frites for Me

Several months ago I found myself in a bar with Jess. Jess is about 8 years younger than me, mermaid long black hair, pale skin, always wearing dark red lipstick, black horn rimmed glasses, and super thick.

Jess invited me up for the weekend and after a bit of smoke and a few beers at a bar, we thought it would be good to eat. The bar was in an old hotel which was attached to a nice steak house so, steak it was. We were sat at a table which had a bench seat where we could sit next to each other. As soon as we sat Jess promptly place her hand on my cock. We had not seen each other or fucked in months so there was plenty of tension between us. We ordered wine and steak frites, all the while Jess slowly teased me under the table cloth.

Basement Gloryholes are for winners [MF]

I became inspired by another Gloryhole post this morning to share my story as well, and it also being a favorite event of mine I was already eager to post this one so here we go!

The night begins with me getting home after a very heavy drinking Vegas trip and starting to chill online for the night. As most nights at the time I ended up on Craigslist going through the casual encounters. One that I notice right away is a brand new post offering a sheet Gloryhole setup in my neighboring town of Oakland. I hit her up, and we immediately moved over to Kik and set up a time to swing by. After a quick shower I’m on BART and making my way to the Station near by the address.

On the train I had that moment of panic and doubt about how legit this was and what I’ve gotten myself into. Is it actually a woman or am I beginning catfished, how far I’m in to a part of Oakland that I’m not familiar with so on and so forth. I was about to take my train back and send a message saying I wouldn’t make it in time when she had sent me something as I was typing. I wish I still had the exchange saved, but it was along the lines of the last dude bailed and how far away I was. For some reason this gave me the push to make my way down the block and to the place.

By Candlelight – A true story [F]or [M]y girlfriend

Hi there!

So my girlfriend and I both love to read and write, although neither of us have dabbled in erotica before. So to spice things up a little bit, I decided to write her a story recapping one of our earliest encounters.

* indicates the start of the sexual portion.

Any feedback welcome before I give it to her :) Thanks!

*We started walking down to my room after chatting at the dinner table. You had just finished work, your first shift at the Farmer’s Market. You didn’t have a great night of sleep: your right hip was nagging you all day, you were sore from standing all evening, you were thoroughly exhausted. In anticipation of how much your body would be aching, I planned earlier in the day to treat you. Unbeknown to you, I had gone to Target to get some massage oil, and I already set out my candle on my nightstand to set the mood. As you turned the doorknob to enter my room, you still had no idea what was to come.*

Starbucks isn’t the best place for sex but it will do [MF]

Someone suggested I write about the naughty things I’ve done in Starbucks so here I am trying to figure out what to say. Like the title says, “Starbucks isn’t the best place to have sex”…. but that didn’t stop me from doing it a bunch of times this last year in college.

I went to a university in northern Virginia and this last year of school I ended up having a FWB that was a bit older than me and worked not too far from campus. Greg was a guy I met online and it was a sexual relationship from the first time we met by design. We usually met up on weeknights or weekends but there were times he’d text me while he was at work to meet up for lunch or coffee. It became a regular thing and while we didn’t have sex every time we met up it was more often than not we did.

[F]un fucking [M] neighbor whose poly and 35 years older than me. And then…. his friend too!

I (31) ran across this guy (66)while on a sugaring site, and realized he was local. I’ve never seen anyone local on there, only from closer cities. It peaked my interest.
Turns out this guy moved to town about 10 years ago, I’d met him, seen him around, and we were friends on FB. After talking a little, he revealed he lived a street behind me, literally half a block away.
Now his profile read very specific. He was looking for a sex partner as well as accompanying friendship and monogamy isn’t an option.
I’m just getting back to being my usual over sexed, always horny self after a near deadly car crash a coupe of years ago… I’d been fucking an ex at one point after Christmas but completely- I mean completely- asexual before that. So it’s been nice to get back out there and actually have a return to my sex drive.
We met within a couple of days, I went to his home, and within an hour or so of talking, we were kissing. The talking had already gotten my juices flowing, my pussy dripping, begging to be touched. He’s been a photographer and journalist most of his life, and travelled , as well as authored a few books. His intellect and experience alone has been a turn on. I was afraid I wouldn’t be turned on physically, but boy was I wrong.
He knew how to play my pussy like an instrument. He gave me amazing head, not stopping until I came once. He knew I liked to be dominated, and boy was he accommodating. I came down his throbbing cock a good four times before he finally came in me. I was amazed that he could put me to shame in the bedroom, and I’m not exactly a virgin.
After fucking the first time we decided to get a hotel room in the city, and have an eve out. It was perfect, and the sex leveled up. Upon returning home we discussed that he has a king time lover he hasn’t seen in almost 10 years coming for a month at the end of this one. This will prove to be strange.
It happened to coincide that prior to me and this man, who from now on I’ll refer to as Poly Man (PM), another friend whom I’ve never been sexual with and I set up an eve to meet and have a drink. Well, I guess when it rains it pours, because of course, given then opportunity to have my body praised for an hour or so and a few good orgasms, I let him bend me over during this meeting- which was the day after the trip to the city w PM.
I didn’t want to tell PM I’d fucked another man, so I casually brought up that I wanted to fuck this other local. PM goes on to tell me that New Guy (NG) is a very good friend of his, and went to explain the guy hadn’t been fucking since his divorce about 3-4 years ago. Great.
The day after fucking NG left town for business trip until August. Now, when he returns I’ve kinda promised to resume where we left off prior to the whole PM talk. PM doesn’t seem to care who I fuck, unless it’s local, or maybe bc it’s one of his friends, but whatever it is I can tell he’s a bit uncomfortable.
Well- NG will be coming back for a festival that is near, and it turns out that PM’s month long visitor and him will be there also, all likely together. What awkward fun this will be!

4th of July fuck fest on a boat [group]

I had just gotten back in the country a few days prior to the 4th so I didn’t really have plans lined up. Then I ran into my old training partner at the gym and he invited my girlfriend and I on his boat with some of his friends to party. My buddy, we’ll call him Ross, is a 40 year old massive bodybuilder who had gotten divorced a year ago after 15 years, and since then has become a swinger and loved to talk about his new sex life. Me (29M) and my girlfriend (20F) decided we’d tag along for the day. The next day we meet up at the dock and there are 3 women and two of us guys. Women #1, call her Sam, is 5’11” blond with massive D cups and big fat ass. #2, call her Lin, is a tanned Latina about 5’2′, jet black hair and perfect proportioned tits and ass to go with some tight legs. And my girl, 5’3″ very slender build, deep blue eyes ,perky tits and a squat booty to die for. She’s a white girl but since we had just gotten back from 6 months on a tropical island she’s been rocking a nice tan.

A night out with [f]riends [m]akes an unexpected turn

I was invited out with some friends to go to a club known pretty well for its atmosphere and the drugs that could be found. Kenny was an old friend who I saw occasionally but didn’t hang out with much. Andy was a gay friend of Kenny’s. They were roommates for two years of college. Ginny was Kenny’s girlfriend at the time of this story. Stephanie was friends with Ginny and Andy. She was lesbian. Steph and Ginny had invited along a girl named Katie.

Andy was tall with shoulder-length, light brown hair that he tied back. Ginny was a short, light-skinned Latina with dark curly hair. Kenny had short brown hair, was wiry and lanky. Stephanie had short hair and a strong, athletic physique. Katie was about 5’4″, midway between Ginny and Steph, a petite brunette, but with a platinum pixie-cut.

Together, the 6 of us were going to the club to party a little and score some Ecstasy. We all met at Kenny’s and drove downtown together. Kenny said Andy was the best at getting the drugs we wanted. Once we had the stuff, we were quickly heading to Kenny’s place. I hadn’t taken any in aover a year and considered myself having mostly “outgrown” partying in general. Andy, Kenny, Ginny, and Steph dabbled in the party scene regularly. I also suspected they were into smoking some harder stuff. Katie had never done E, and Steph had brought her along to try it for the first time.