Secretly [F]ingering myself on a train while watching a young [M] getting a hand job from his [F]riend.

The other day I had an errand to run in the morning and my boss had agreed I could just come to work late and make up my time after hours. It was a pain to be late home but I looked on the bright side in the knowledge the train would be quite empty rather than the usual packed squabble for a seat and in the heat of the summer that would be a God send.

Once on the train I settled down in a window seat with the notion I could rest my head against the window and catch a power nap. There were even less people on the train than I expected. Perhaps many were pulling a sickie to make the most of the hot sun. There was just myself, a group of people at the other end of the carriage who were busy chatting and a couple on the opposite side and facing me but a few rows back. They were mostly obscured by the seats but I could see a bit through the gap.

[MFM] All I could do was adjust the rear view mirror and watch as my girlfriend took our friend’s cock deep inside her throat

Previously we would only really include strangers in our sex life. Here’s one previous story https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4ndb5e/my_girlfriend_comes_back_from_vacation_after/ with the same girl. For a while now, we’ve talked about a mutual friend of ours that we’d like to invite home with us. It was actually our rock climbing buddy – a chill, tall guy in his twenties, fairly tall, with dark features. Basically I can describe him as tall, dark, and handsome. Leah and I have never brought up anything sexual in front of him, but while watching porn once, I brought up the idea and Leah was definitely game.

So… now what? How do we tell him we want his cock? I left that up to her. When the three of us were out drinking, after a few drinks, I left to go to the bathroom so they could chat. To be honest, neither of us were too worried about his reaction. It was either going to be “Yeah, let’s do it!” or “Nah, you guys have fun. I’ll sit out.” We never expected him to throw a fit or make a huge deal out of it. It turned out he was definitely up for a threesome. Leah laid it out as a one-time thing for now – we’ll try it once and see how it goes. Unfortunately he’s a lot less into guys than I am, so the focus would be all on Leah, which we didn’t mind too much. We talked about limits right off the bat. Since it would be our first time together, we decided to leave it as fairly vanilla. No BDSM, DP, or DV for now. I know a lot of guys get hung up on kissing as well, but it’s totally fine with me.

[MF] Gloryhole (public, exhib, kink)

This is a true story that happened a few months ago. I wrote about it for my blog and have tried to make it more of a story, less a ‘stream of consciousness’. Hope you enjoy.

I couldn’t wait anymore, I had to stop and have a pee.

After driving most of the afternoon, I was nearly (about half an hour or so away from) home, and I just wanted to finish the journey.

I pulled in at the layby; not a service station, just an old fashioned brick building with a gents, disabled and a ladies – which is where I headed for after parking up close by and locking the car with the remote.

It wasn’t as grim as I’d feared, but not exactly luxury. It was clean, which is the main thing. Poorly lit and a bit dim.

Anyway, I closed the door and locked it, then pulled my knickers down around my ankles and the bliss of emptying myself and relieving the pressure on my bladder was lovely. The flow slowed and the hissing noise faded, the trickle of the final droplets echoing slightly in the empty place.

Losing it at the university [MF]

We were university schoolmates. We met up near the men’s bathroom, we checked if the surveillance cameras were facing us. It wasn’t. He went in the men’s cubicle bathroom first, then I went next.
Once the cubicle door locked, we put our bags on the floor and started making out. He turned me around, pinned me to the wall, put his hand on my stomach, and kissed my neck. I could feel his hand slipping until he was able to put one finger in me, and then two. He grabbed my hair and started making out with me again.
After that, he pushed me down and I started blowing him. He held on to my hair. After a while, he made me sit on the toilet seat and ate me out.
He made me stand up again and lean on the now closed toilet seat and fucked me doggy style. When it was over, he sat on the toilet seat and I put his penis in me while he began sucking on my nipples. I couldn’t hold in my moans so he put his hand on my mouth. This happened until he told me he was about to come, made me kneel, and released his fluid on my face…

[MF] Anthology! Three short stories about times I got caught in the act

Howdy again! Something happened this morning that I knew I just had to come and share here, but it didn’t seem like enough on its own for a really substantial post. So I decided to bundle it up with a couple other similar instances.

It turns out I’ve been walked in on or otherwise seen by third parties during my uh…couplings…a lot over the years. It’s happened frequently enough that I’m pretty sure I’m subconsciously setting myself up or something, hahah. I’ve begun to realize that I probably have a bit of a voyeuristic/exhibitionist streak; I enjoy watching other people get freaky (*love* that r/gonewildcouples sub), and to an extent I enjoy being watched from time to time. (Before you ask – the wife does *not* share this enthusiasm, so I don’t think we’ll be posting anything of our own anytime soon) Anyway, here you go!

**PART I: BUSTED**

Ema was my first real girlfriend – and as such, she was my first several other things, too. She was more or less my usual type; short, big boobs and ass, a little on the thick side, but played a lot of soccer in high school so in a good way. Dark, curly hair down to her shoulders, big brown eyes and a sweet face. We lost our virginity to each other in the back seat of her car, parked in front of our old high school on New Year’s Eve (another fun story).

High school friend to raunchy lover: an encounter at Kangaroo Point Cliffs [MF]

To set the scene let me tell you about the one encounter with Rose I had before the main event. Rose and I had known each other from school … since were were 12. For the first few years, we would say ‘hi’ to each other and chat a bit but we were not very close. When we were 18 our fathers worked at the same place. They socialized a lot on the weekends.

Occasionally Rose would come with her dad over to our house. Both our dads would keep a close eye on us. One day, in winter, we were watching a trashy Saturday night movie. I was at one end of the couch under a blanket, with my legs stretched out. Rose stood up “I’m cold, move over”. I didn’t move, so she sat at the far end and put a leg either side of one of my legs. One of her feet was near my groin and one of mine was near her groin. The advertisement break came and we went back to chatting. I was very excited. When the movie came back on Rose settled into the couch a bit more which meant her groin was pressing against my foot hard and her foot was resting on my cock. It went from medium to hard in 5 seconds. I did not move, I was scared that she made a mistake and did not know where her foot was. That is completely crazy, I know, but I was a inexperienced teenager. After a few minutes, of this Rose started rubbing her foot over my cock. I started to do the same back to her. It was a bit tricky so she widened her legs. Not long after the advertisement break came again and she went to the washroom. On her way back to the couch Rose’s dad called her, they were going home. I was very disappointed.

[FM] My coworker and I fucked on his porch

A couple years ago I moved to a new city and started at a new job. I’ve never been one for sleeping with co-workers, but there was one guy, who I’ll call Chris, who obviously stood out. He was ridiculously classically handsome with brown hair and brown eyes. He was 6’4″ and always dressed to fit his frame perfectly. No one really knew much about him – he was just sort of the hot guy in the office.

I got put on a project with Chris that required us to ride in a car together for a few hours and during that time we got to know each other really well. After that I definitely had a crush on him and I could tell that he started to like me too. Over the next week he would come up to my office just to chat with me for a few minutes. He would appear around the corner and dazzle the shit out of me and I’d have to try and keep it together because I would start to get that pulsing feeling in my pussy and find myself having to go to the bathroom and clean myself of because I was getting wet just from seeing him.

[MF] I gave him his first blowjob in a dark, empty hallway.

When I was in my fourth year of uni I moved into a house with a few roommates, and next door, there was a nice, nuclear family. A married couple and their two teenagers. One girl (17) and one boy (18). I caught the boy staring at me sometimes. Usually on my way home from a night out. My roommates and I used to go clubbing a lot, and I usually didn’t return until the early hours of the morning. He was always outside in the morning, either riding his bike or practicing his slap-shot on the long, empty street. He was about 5’11” at the time, dark chestnut hair, green eyes, glasses. I didn’t know his name at first, so I used to call him Harry.

Being 21 at the time, I had a boyfriend. He was kind of an asshole, and we always used to argue. There was one time when he threw a fit over a male classmate texting me (“Can I borrow your notes for Psych?”) and he ended up leaving my house in the middle of the night as a result, undoubtedly waking the entire neighbourhood up with the roar of his engine. I stood on the front porch in my pyjamas and house robe, partly distraught … and partly relieved. My boyfriend was an overly jealous, controlling jackass, and I was glad to be rid of him.

Not sure if [MM] is wanted here, but here are some of (m)y experiences (x-post gaystoriesgonewild)

During high school, I had a bunch of sexual interactions with several guys. I’ll tell you about the one I did the most with, because the most interesting stories were with him (we’ll call him ‘John’). John arrived a few years into high school, and we became friends quickly as we were both pretty withdrawn guys. At that time I was just starting the become aware of my sexuality, so when we started talking about masturbation quite often my ears pricked up. We’d discuss how long it took to cum, what kinds of porn we were into, how long our dicks were, and so on. We also quite regularly played truth or dare, which as anyone who has played will tell you is sexual experimentation waiting to happen.