Tortured for information [MF]

|*Now that I have a NSFW account I’m moving all of my content over here. This was one I had posted a few years ago. I hope you all enjoy~*

I’ll start by explaining that I’ve had A LOT of trouble sleeping lately. Most nights I find myself wishing I could just get my brain to shut up. Eventually, I end up sifting through all of the most terrible thoughts I have shoved in the back of my head. I get more and more upset until I’m fighting sleep because I’m just so depressed/panicked/unstable that for some reason this makes sense to me. My boyfriend and I live together and he’s been concerned about the lack of overall sleep I’ve been getting. I had already told him I didn’t want to talk about what was upsetting me (it was the past and I really didn’t want to bring it up and make a problem where there didn’t need to be one), but he was insisting on me telling him what was going on. I knew that I needed to get it off my chest, still though, I decided I’d rather not share with him since he had to be up early. I wasn’t sure how the conversation would go and felt it would be best for another time. Apparently, he had other plans. He decided that he was ABSOLUTELY going to get me to spill the details.

Night out of town, accidental fun! [group]

My bf and i (both 30) went out of town for a night of fun together. We drove a couple hours to a hotel and big city. We wandered around for the day. We returned to the hotel room to get ready for dinner and the night out. I have big tits as you can see. I thought I’d dress sluttier to tease my bf. I put on a tight deep V top and skirt. The top cut across my boobs and down to so no bra. Skirt was not super short, but no panties was fun and almost got me fucked before we made it out of the room! I made him wait!!
We went out for dinner and everyone was walking by our table and looking down my shirt. Just what I wanted. Getting my man a bit jealous as I flirted with the waiter. I’d always lean so he could get a good look at my tits or arch my back and stretch as a guy walked by our table(I’m already wet telling this story.)
After dinner and a bottle of wine we went to a lounge. It was packed. We took up two seats at the bar . Ordered our drink. We ended up chatting with an older couple (probably late 40’s) beside us. As we all drank more we continued to laugh and joke. They were in town to get away from the kids. He was a fit older guy with more salt than pepper, but good looking. His wife was blonde with good sized fake boobs. Looked like a lift after kids (is my guess). They suited eachother. Let’s call the John and Debbie
We got talking scotch and the guy had a nice bottle in his room he brought. Of course, my bf HAD to try it. We went up.
He poured the scotch for the guys and I declined. Sticking with the wine. My bf started chatting with Debbie. So I asked John about Scotch. He never made eye contact. I thought I’d be sly and push the hey card off the table. It fell and I bent over to get it flashing John slightly. Just enough so he knew there were no panties.
I proposed a couples truth or dare (ye lame, but we were drunk, soooo fun!) WE took dare and they dared my bf and I to make out in front of them(no problem Debbie). Our turn.. I dared them to take off their shirts. John was topless, debbie has on a sexy bra and her tight jeans now. Their turn, Dare was by Debbie for my bf to take off pants and shirt. SO we did. I dared Debbie to lap dance John and strip to her panties. She did. John dared the same. I lap danced my bf and stripped to nothing. My big tits and tight pussy was out. Debbie just said I’ll save you the dare. Everyone naked. We did. I dared John and Debbie to fuck. For the next ten minutes We got to watch them suck and fuck eachother. Debbie looked over while bouncing on John and said, ‘game is over, start fucking.’ I was so wet and my bf so hard I climbed on and rode him right beside debbie. Both our tits bouncing and that girl can scream. I got a little risky and as Debbie and john switched to doggie, I leaned over and sucked Johns dick. Everyone was shocked for a second. then back at it. I sucked john then stuck him into debbie. It wasn’t long until I was riding John bareback with his hands on my tits. He never took them off. I fucked him good. My bf had Debbie in a pretzel while she was balls deep. She was making noises I couldn’t explain. But cumming non stop. John laid me on my back and mounted me missionary. He fucked me so hard my tits are swinging every which way. The louder I went the faster he did. I felt him starting to cum and befor he could pull out I wrapped my legs around hi making him cum inside me. He collasped beside me. I sucked my fluids off him and any cum still on his dick. Then, I looked at my bf in time to see him release his load into Debbie. As he let her out of the pretzel i 69’d her and we enjoyed our mans cum (well, I did.) out of the others pussy.
We all collapsed and we went back to our hotel. My bf fucked me hard again. I guess he wanted to remind me of his cock.

[Group] Epic end to a classy swingers party at a castle in Europe

Aa a naughty surprise for my birthday, Rick had bought us tickets to a classy swingers party at a beautiful castle in Belgium . We had talked and fantasised about it a couple of times, but this was actually our first time we went to such a party and we had no idea what to expect.
We had booked a little hotel near the venue and prepared for the party. The dress code was Black tie for men and sexy lingerie for the women. I love men in tuxedo and Rick really looked the part. I had bought a special outfit for the party, showing off my body, especially my large natural breasts.

[MF] Technical support

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

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.

I’d been at the company for a while, I actually had another job lined up for the medium to long term but I needed to build experiences in certain areas, and the company wasn’t being as accommodating as I hoped.

Encounter: introducing friends [Mf/Mf] [group]

We had a wonderful playdate this past weekend that is definitely worth sharing. However, it was a bit different than our normal encounters.

Almost two years ago we met a couple with whom we began a friendship, Erin and Kevin (names changed to protect the innocent). The night we met the two of them lied next to us and played while we did the same. Since then they have explored voyeurism and exhibitionism, but hadn’t yet taken the plunge to swapping with others.

Our date this past weekend wasn’t about degradation and humiliation. It wasn’t about pain play or submission. No, it was the culmination of two years of desire coupled with introducing our friends to the pleasures of the group play in a safe and open way.

We met up at a winebar and relaxed while discussing the difficulty of finding compatible couples and the insipid antics and “ghosting” of so many in the lifestyle. After laughing, imbibing, and relaxing in this manner, we made our way back to their place.

[M] Met a woman who cured my ED!

Don’t know if this is the right place, but I just wanted to went this out because this has been my personal demon for quite some time. But, I’m just so happy right now!!!!

I’m 23. During my late teens (15-20) I was very into sports and had little free time for girls. Thus I masturbating. And boy did I do it a lot. This of course, led me to deathgrip and porn induced ED. While I did cure my grip, I was unable to clear out my ED. Fought my personal demon for over a year with several partners.

Tried to work around by using Viagra, Cialis and learning how to be a good “eater”. And while it worked – it didn’t cure my problem. Although I’m glad I learned how to do cunnilingus, women just freaking melt when you do it properly.

The relationships were affected sadly. Worst part it wasn’t even about me – it was girls that took the blame. Do you know how hurtful it is to see someone blaming themselves for something they are not responsible for? No matter how well you try to explain that it’s not their fault – it. just. does. not. work!

[F] Masturbating in class pt. 2

So I have a thing for masturbating in class. Check out my previous story [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7a4cpw/f_masturbating_in_class/).

Especially if the class is boring, my mind inevitably wanders to sex which in turn, makes my pussy stir. Last semester, I took an archaeology class that fulfilled one of the general education requirements at my college. Given that I’m an accounting major, this class was beyond boring for me. Luckily it was an easy A if you just studied his PowerPoints. The class was a huge lecture class, nearly every seat was taken, and we were jammed like sardines.

Anyways, one day our professor was droning on about his research and what he does in the Caribbean during the summer. I honestly didn’t give a fuck. However, our professor was damn sexy as hell. He was tall and lean with slightly curly dark brown hair and delicious stubble. His voice was deep and he had a slight accent. So, I often fantasized about him doing naughty things to me during class to pass the time.

All night long [MF]

Emily was a dirty whore.

And I don’t mean that in the “I was drunk, and she left me at the bar” kind of dirty whore. Nor in the “Oh you like that, you slut, you dirty whore” kind of dirty whore. I mean she turned tricks for money, and she wasn’t the kind of person one would call clean. A dirty whore. Literally.

But she happened to be one of the few people I’ve ever met whose libido matched mine.

This story starts late on a Wednesday night. I was bored, horny and at home. And being that it was nearing midnight, things were winding down for me so I could get some sleep before the next day. I was wasting time on my computer, surfing around, and looking at porn when I got an email.

EvilOrchid has sent you a message

I had sent her a message on a random dating site a few hours earlier. She looked really cute from her pictures. Spikey black hair cut short, cool tattoos and piercings, and a devilish grin. She liked my message/profile, and was wondering what I was up to. Obviously, I thought this girl was cute, but it was late, and was I really interested in having a first date with her? Of course I was.

[Group] Getting horny in public, getting off at home.

(For more info about how we look like, see post history)

Reminder: I always like private messages. I’m bi, so I welcome girls’ messages too. Let me know if you’re reading it turns me on! Text me your age, gender and what you like about me or why you enjoyed a story.

Lately I and Dawe have been hanging out a lot with Trale and Gima. Last weekend we did a challenge and I lost, so today I had to pay. The deal was, I had to wear a t shirt we printed. The t shirt was a simple black t shirt with words written in white: “Toccami le tette, ti prego!” (Please, touch my boobs!). I wore it after work until now.

In addition to the t shirt I had grey leggings and black heels. Pink lingerie visible through the leggings but no bra.

So it’s late afternoon and I’m driving to the bar. I meet Dawe, Trale and Gima. At this stage their clothes don’t matter. When I take off my grey hoodie they are happy I’m wearing the t shirt and casually touch my boobs. Everyone seems to be surprised about how well you can “feel” the boobs with no bra through the t shirt; everyone including me.

A Slutty College Experience [MFM]

I was a sophomore in college, seeing a guy I met through some friends. His name was Robbie. We weren’t really dating, just basically fuckbuddies. He would call me up whenever he was horny, since he knew I’d be good to go. I was a horny college slut. Still am, actually, except for the college part.

One time, he took me to his friend’s party at a house on campus. We were going to watch the Red Sox playoffs there. I forget which game of the series this was, but we must have beat the Yankees, as we definitely spent some time “celebrating” afterwards. I’ll come to that part soon. Let’s not talk about how that series ended (it was 2003). I dressed comfortably for an afternoon, stretchy black yoga pants and a Tshirt. And probably a zip up; October in New England is cold. By the way, I’m a 5 foot tall blonde, with some junk in the trunk (my thong is always swallowed up by my ass) and small but perky tits.