ex wi[F]e’s vibrators

My ex wife [F 37] claimed she “didn’t like” masturbating and hadn’t done it since college. She said she got her first vibrator then but “didn’t really like it” and threw it out. Guess what? She still had that vibrator from college and used it all the time. She thought I didn’t know. It was kind of cute how shy and bashful she was about it. It turned me on so much to think of her playing with her vibrator and then hiding it, thinking I didn’t know about it.

When we had been dating about a month or two (she was 26 then), she had given me a key to her apartment and said I could come over before she got home from work so we could spend the evening (and night) together. I happened to notice a couple of AA batteries in her bedroom trash can (nothing else was in it). I got a little curious and opened her nightstand drawer and saw there where quite a few AA batteries in there. This got me excited, because I figured she did have a vibrator and was keeping the batteries close by in her nightstand. Then I searched her dresser drawers and for a little blue vibrator inside one of her winter socks. She kept the battery in it and it had her pussy juices dried on it. I turned the dial and got so turned on by the buzzing vibrations, thinking about how she would pleasure her clit with it.

[F] Another library masturbation story

So an hour ago I was writing about another experience with my childhood friend, Nick, who I fucked [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7blkrp/fm_fucked_my_childhood_friend/). As with most times I sit down and write, I started getting turned on reliving the memories. This time was no different as I remembered how I felt in that moment.

As the words flowed out and I kept writing, I started squeezing my legs together and rocking back and forth. The friction and pressure against my pussy reached a critical point; I knew I had to do something. I could smell my pussy all around me, probably because I know my body pretty well. I don’t think anyone else would have noticed the smell. I actually love the smell of my pussy and when I get of whiff of myself I get even more aroused.

Anyways, I pulled my sweater down and shoved my hand down my dark grey leggings, feeling my pussy pulse in response. I tried to tease myself and go slow but I was aching and needy, just wanting to come. I put my favorite porn on about eating pussy and skip to the good parts, I couldn’t wait anymore.

[MF] Teacher in Training – Part I: Christening my apartment with Sophia

Within 4 days of excitedly telling my girlfriend of three years that I had been accepted into a teacher’s education program, I was a sad, lonely, single man. Apparently, being with a teacher isn’t exactly what she envisioned for a long term partner. Nowadays, I get it: she wanted someone who would bring in 6 or even 7 figures so that she wouldn’t have to work. But at the time, I was devastated. From being dumped in April until the middle of the summer, all I seemed to do was drink whiskey and smoke pot. Not the best coping skills at the time, but I was young and dumb! In hindsight, getting dumped was the absolute best thing that could have happened. Waiting for me at teachers college were horny girls everywhere. The stories that follow recall what was by far the most sucsexsful year of my life (yes, I know how to successfully spell ‘successful’).

The release of 13 weeks of sexual tension: the beginning of my (m23) passionate affair on my year abroad (warning: cheating) [MF] [cheating]

This is my first attempt at writing down some of my experiences two years ago while I was a British student studying abroad in the US. While I was there, I started a passionate affair with a gorgeous American girl called Natasha. I say affair because, unfortunately, it involved her cheating on her long-distance Spanish boyfriend, whom I never met. I also had a girlfriend when I first met Natasha, but I decided to end the relationship before things got physical with Natasha as I didn’t want to cheat. I feel bad that Natasha didn’t do this – but I didn’t question her decisions, and I think her boyfriend had cheated on her before (not that this makes it any better, of course). Still, our affair was probably the hottest sexual experience I’ve ever had, so I hope you’ll enjoy reading about it. What made it particularly exciting was that it suddenly escalated from a very close friendship to an extremely sexual relationship.

[MF] how a night at a friends ended with a blowjob with an audience

At a friends, few drinks, they went to bed, wife and I got frisky on their sofa.

They live by a canal which is a walk back from town and a regular pathway for people to go to town. Our friends have this strange bay window that is a full size windows above head height slightly over the path. Perfect for a view over the canal. Perfect for a view at night into the room when the lights are on.

Usual fucking on their sofa (with a bit of hope getting caught) but then the thought of using this platform sprung up. In short, this finished with the wife on the platform while I fucked her mouth – not just a bj, but a proper going over, with the cock being wiped all over her face, and her head turned towards the window so we could be sure that we could be seen

It was pretty obvious that a few people were watching – or putting their head down and rushing past – but for those that stopped (5 or 6) it was a bit of a show. I finished on her face, and wiped my cock across her mouth and tongue, shut the curtains and that was that.

UPDATE: How swimming in [m]y underwear got me a hand job (and now sex!) from someone else’s girlfriend [xpost from r/truebigdickstories]

Hey everyone! I have some exciting news to share – I had a threesome with Andy and Melissa!! Here is the original post about the [hand job I received from my friend’s girlfriend](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6py2nr/how_swimming_in_my_underwear_got_me_a_hand_job/) after [swimming in my underwear](https://www.reddit.com/r/Bulges/comments/5xhjqr/just_swim_in_your_underwear_they_said/). My last [update](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/77eche/update_how_swimming_in_my_underwear_got_me_a_hand/) was about a conversation Andy and I had in a bar where he told me he was thinking of letting her have sex with me. Since he seemed unsure about it, I directed him to Reddit and specifically r/hotwife, and told him he could ask questions there if he wanted advice. Well he did, but someone linked my post in the comments and he was pretty shocked that I had posted the story. I had told him that night in the bar that I post on reddit and told him I shared what has been happening between the three of us from my point of view, but I guess he didn’t realize how much detail I went into. After realizing I never shared their real names or location and didn’t say anything disrespectful, he came around and was cool about it. He was actually impressed with the positive attention it received (thanks guys!).

(28F) I let my husband (25M) fuck me while I was on the phone with a co-worker [FM]

Cross posing from /r/sluttyconfessions!

A little bit about me, I’m very tall and curvy, G cup pierced tits, long brown hair, pale as the moon, and I never wear clothes at home.

My husband is a little younger, tall, tan, and a naughty enabler. He loves pushing my buttons when it’s embarrassing for me, but totally turns me on bc I love exhibitionism :p

It started like a normal night, we were in bed going through the naughty parts of Reddit when I got a call. I roll over on my back and start chatting with my coworker when all of a sudden hubby sits up, throws the blankets off me, and pulls my legs apart.

I smiled and told him to stop, omg not when I’m on the phone! He shushed me and started massaging my thighs and tapping on my clit ring, sending chills up my back. Within a minute I was wet enough to have him slide in… Trying not to moan while he pounded me, holding the phone away when he made me cum. It was exhilarating!

[MF] Fun with the bartender…

A bit of an introduction first. I am a 27/M, 5’11”, 180 lbs. I have short, dark hair, and an athletic physique. Years of playing baseball got me into the habit of working out regularly, and I have done my best to keep up with that. I am not in the shape I was in college, but working on getting back there. My line of work requires me to travel for about two weeks every month, on average. Normally I am accompanied by anywhere from 2-5 co-workers per trip, and together we handle marketing and public relations for various special events. It is the perfect job for a single man like myself. I get to be home for a while, but also get to go to new places, meet new people, and rack up frequent flyer miles and hotel points.

This past October was a particularly busy month. In a three-week span, I was in six different states. I was sick of airplanes and hotels by the end of the month, which anyone in sales or a similar travel-heavy field can relate to. But I get paid nicely, so I can’t complain.

[MF] Technical support call

So I’ve made a few attempts at this story, and as one person put it, I need to be aware of where I’m posting this and get to the point where I ended up getting fucked in the arse so hard I could barely walk after, as quickly as possible without any superfluous detail.

I’ve been struggling to describe this incident in a coherent way, so here’s my second attempt, I’m still trying to decide what’s relevant and what’s not. So let me know.

Early on in my career I was working for a small firm that had a particular piece of equipment that was causing issues. It was a very niche item. It was old and had been modified extensively in its career, and whatever condition it had been when it was initially manufactured it wasn’t in that state now.

For a period of several months this piece of equipment had been causing ever escalating problems, and the company hierarchy was spending more and more time, in either getting a maintenance schedule put in place for it or finding a replacement. This had mixed results.

[F] the second part of getting caught doing something horrible

I was told I should post here.

[first post](https://www.reddit.com/r/stupidslutsclub/comments/7b8srp/i_was_caught_doing_something_horrible/)

So assuming you read the first one, my dad and I still haven’t really talked about it. I tried to but he didn’t really want to hear any of it. I told him I was sorry and lonely so I was just experimenting and he just let out a bit of a sigh and the conversation ended there.

I was too scared to do it again for the first couple of days, even when no one was home at all. Honestly, that experience made me feel so…odd…I guess is the word, to the point that I wasn’t never going to try it again.

Until…I started reading the PMs from my post about it. Even though the comments were mean, the PMs encouraged my choice/decision/experience probably 6 to 1 over the comments. I discussed it with a few people, girls and guys alike. Eventually I was talked into it again.

I waited until everyone was gone, I pulled tucker into my room again and closed the door. I stroked him, I sucked him, and I bent over again for him. He was even quicker mounting me this time.