One sexy night part2

We laid there in the bed for a moment. However we were thirsty so Kat and Samantha made their made her way to the kitchen.  There they got some water and made their way to our bedroom so we could hit the bong.

My husband LOVES hearing this about me in bed ;)

A true story that my husband LOVES hearing when we have sex. Wait till you hear the ending. :)

My last boyfriend before i married my husband was the best sex i ever had. He fucked and degraded me to the point where my head spun.

We went out for dinner for his 30th birthday at the time. I must have been about 28 at the time (40 Now). Im 5’-7” tall and have a thick curvy body and natural 38DD’s. That nite, I had on a one piece dress with nice heels. Hugged my curves nice. Anyway, after dinner I told him i was going to hit the ladies room. Little did i know, he followed me there. As i was going to touch the ladies room door to go in, he grabbed my arm, pulled me into the mens room, and locked the door. He took my purse and threw it on the floor. He then angrily grabbed my hair from behind, dragged me over to the sink, and bent me over it. Holding my ahead down to in the sink, he yanked up my dress and tore my panties off in one motion with his hand! (Yes, this guy was good) His cock was already hard, and he unzipped his pants, and slid it right in my pussy. I wasn’t even wet and it hurt at first, but he slapped my as to shut me up. After a good 5 minute pounding on my thick ass, he pulled me out of the sink by my hair, threw me down to my knees, and jammed his cock in my throat as he was cumming. I forcefully didn’t miss a drop. RIGHT after that, some guy walks right out of the bathroom stall like he was so embarrassed! Didn’t say a word, didn’t wash his hands. Nothing. Just left. We were laughing after he left.

One sexy night.

My wife had taken her best friend out for a night on the town. It was late and I had woken up to find that they had yet to return. So after trying to go back to sleep I found myself wanting to take a walk in the night. So I put on my shoes grabbed a joint and made my way out the door.  As I pull the door to and began to walk down the street I put that sweet leaf to my lips and softly inhaled as I put flame to its end.  The smell was rich and my pace was brisk.
It was not long there after that headlights shown through the darkness. It was my wife and her friend returning  home. I was a little behind them as they made their way inside.  I entered the house but they were no where to be found. The door to the guest room was shut and the light was off, and after walking past it a second time I gently nudge the door open. I could hear the sounds of wet kiss creeping from the dark. Then there was a pause and my wife’s voice called out to me. “Tim, come here.” 
I did not respond.  But I did not go far as the words from the dark reached out again. “Tim,  come here.” 
I put the joint out on a baseball I had found while on my short walk, turned back towards the guest room and walked up to the door.
The door was still cracked from the last time I had passed by. Only the muted light from the hallway creeped into the room from behind me.
In that subdued light I could make out a shadowy form of a shapely woman standing in the door.  She implored me to come on in grabbing my hand and pulling it around her waist.  Over her shoulder I could see my wife, Kat, lying on the bed. Kat shuffles in the dark sitting up to get a better view. I was locking lips, with my hands on Samantha’s hips, gathering the black fabric of her dress and pull it off over her head. Samantha’s supple tits fall out of her dress as she skillfully removes my clothes.  I direct Samantha to the bed running my hands down her inner thigh. As i move in close I inhale her sweet scent, she smells like flowers in the spring.  I trace her leg with my right hand as my left reaches out for my wife. I lower my head between Samantha’s legs. Holding on to her hips while i sucked on her hairy lips. She let out a moan and a gasp as i clasped her supple breast. My left hand meanwhile had found the warm and welcoming snatch my wife so eagerly displayed. Her hips moving to the rhythm of my fingers, the same rhythm my tongue is dancing on the clit of her friend. With a come hither motion deep in my wife’s cunt she begins to cum. She twist and turns. Her face coming to rest on Samantha’s soft chest. Kat takes a nipple between her teeth as she peaks and they both let out a squeak.
Samantha is wet and ready. Her sweet juices dripping down her thin legs. Kat pulls my arm compelling me to lay down as Samantha mounts me.    She guides my dick inside her. I have one hand on her hips and the other squeezing her breast. I held her nipped between my fingers, twisting it as I thrusted and she grinded. She turns to my wife. My cock deep inside her and ask if she can Fuck her husband. I just smiled as things got wild.
Switching between the two, I ploughed them both.  One holding my dick in their tight snatch as I held the others pussy in my hand.  I held that cunt with vigor. Making her cum quicker. Samantha could not be hushed as the erotic feeling came in a rush then she bust and gushed. Squirting her lust as I continue to thrust deep inside my wife.

I’m(f) a 22 year old nymphomaniac. Been in trouble because of it countless times, here’s the story about why I love it and don’t want help.

I’ve been dying to find a place where I could tell my story and not have people think I’m a dude who just got a boner and wants attention. The other subs I’ve posted this in either sent me messages saying it was too much, even the confessions on.

I’ve posted on gonewild, and if you want to check my photos so you can put a body to my story, go ahead.

Anyway, I discovered my pussy early on and have been fascinated by it ever since. I treat her well so she can treat me well. I lost my virginity when I was 15 with a guy who barely knew what he was doing. His only thought process about the whole thing was ‘shove it and try not to cum too hard’. We had one date and that was it. But that’s when it began.

My old college pro(f)essor came to visit (m)e

At the time she was my professor I was 25 and she was in her late 30s. I was never really distracted or anything, I had a girlfriend. Time passed by and we were friends on facebook and Snapchat, we’d send selfies here and there nothing sexual. Just friendly and slightly flirty at times.

Fast forward to last week, I am now 28 and she’s 42. she comes to visit this part of town and had told me if it was cool to spend the night at my place because she didn’t have a place that one night to stay at because her friend wasn’t available. I’m now a single guy living alone so of course !

We hang out we watch a movie we talk, we were having a pretty chill time catching up and just talking about life, I was scared shitless because I didn’t know if to make a move or what. I couldn’t read her at all … anyways. Bed time comes …….

Life is Uncertain, Eat Dessert First or: That Time When We (Probably) Gave the Neighbors a Show. [mf, Long]

This is my recollection of one of our hottest bang sessions to date… and not just because it was during the summertime! Per usual, details have been changed a little to protect identities.

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A couple months ago, my fiancée and I were having a party at my house and I strung up some lights out in the backyard to give it some glow for outdoor activities. They look kind of like a larger version of the little twinkle lights you’d put in a Christmas tree, and since they are incandescent, they have a real nice appealing glow to them. Shortly after that, on one particular Wednesday, we had agreed to meet at my place, but since she was doing yoga beforehand, I had about an hour to kill before she got there. It wasn’t quite sunset yet (but it was getting close) so I plugged in the overhead “ambiance” lights, turned on some Electro-Jazz (Think David Holmes, St. Germain, Mr. Scruff or similar) and sat down to do a little reading while I waiting. The sky had just started to turn an amazing orange color and I was taking a few pictures when my fiancée arrived.

Tinder gone right [MF]

Hey so.. this is my first time posting here, I’ve had some pretty awesome sexual experiences so I figured I’d try and write some down and see if you like them!
This one happened about a week ago. To give you some background I’m 23F, long wavy dark red hair, blue eyes, 36D, about 5’5, kinda chubby but cute, the guy in question is 25M, probably about 5’9, dark short hair, beardy, quite slim.
We’d met up and hooked up before this, but we’d been to a bar so I was kinda drunk and don’t remember it as well as I should. This was the second time we hooked up.

What a Pleasant Surprise! 28M/27F

(please forgive formatting, am on mobile)
C (28M) always been a passionate lover. Sex has never been about the orgasm despite that being both our favorite part. He’s always made certain to take care of me (27F) first and I love the near-smug look of satisfaction when I climax. The absolute best is when he can predict my orgasm and climax right along with me. I won’t lie, I become weepy when that happens. In that moment, we are completely in sync, pulsing, throbbing, and giggling together.

Initiation is usually the same; he will approach me with bedroom eyes. I will blush and push him away, calling him a perv until he seduces me. It’s our thing. This time was different. I’ve been struggling with stress and anxiety lately, dealing with listlessness and a slew of emotions. I went on a rigorous bike ride with my roommate (W) and returned looking forward to a shower. I had asked C to help me in the shower earlier in the day; I broke my finger a few days ago and have difficulty doing certain things. As soon as I made it home, C led me to our bedroom, where things looked different in a way I couldn’t figure out. He stripped me slowly and carefully before stripping himself and leading us to the shower. If you have never had the experience of your lover washing and conditioning your hair, washing and massaging your aching body, and then fucking you a little bit as a tease, you haven’t lived.

The whole story of how I began to be my best friend’s boyfriend’s cum dump [18F/20M]

* this is in relation to my [first post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/53az89/me_and_a_bunch_offff_other_drunk_girls_at_a_party/), which may be better read after this one. whoops!

* this does get a little long winded, but I wanted to include as may details as I could ^okay ^^bye ^^^now

Within a couple of days of meeting him, I was sitting there reassuring my best friend that he wasn’t boyfriend material and she needed to take things slow. The he in question would be the devil. On 4/20/15, we were both doomed to lust after him endlessly.

I should explain. My best friend and I were celebrating soon becoming high school seniors, going out with a friend of ours – to meet up with *his* friend – to smoke and hang out for a while. We had never met him before, only heard of him, no idea of what to expect. He lived about fifteen minutes from us in a white house surrounded by cows and fields. Pulling into his driveway and seeing him sitting there in the garage, in a chair placed facing us, a bowl in his hand, and a body too attractive for the garbage galaxy print shirt and skinny jeans he was wearing… I knew what was coming.