Sex at Summer Camp – pt.1 of 2 [f/m]

My boyfriend at the time had been going to the same summer camp since he was 7-8 years old and once he was too old to return as a camper, he decided to go back every summer as a counselor. The last day of camp is visitor’s day/pick up day, and since this place was such a major part of his life, he wanted me to go this year so he could show me all around his favorite place on earth.

After a 5 hour drive, I finally reach the camp grounds and am super anxious to find him. He’s been attending camp for 6 weeks and since it’s located miles out in the middle of no where, there is little to no cell service so we only got to talk every other night when he’d be off from counseling and get to go into town with his other counselor friends. After walking around aimlessly for a while, I find the cafeteria where all the campers are enjoying their last lunch before the parents all arrive to take them home and that’s when I see him a hundred yards or so away. I first notice it’s him because of his bright tie-dye camp tank, then his sexy long golden locks, and finally his glistening tan skin that had been soaking in the sun all summer long. God have I missed him.

[M]y first anal, from the [f]riendliest stripper ever.

This all happened about five years ago. It was after my long-time girlfriend left me. We were in a new city, and she didn’t have any friends or family there. I can see why she left now. But back then, I still needed to get her off my mind. Other than that, it was a pretty good year for me. My new job was going well. I had lost one hundred pounds at that point in the year. Going from fat to average was a great accomplishment for me. I still felt fat in my head though. Undesired. Lonely. This is a story of the woman who got me over that.

She was sitting in a Starbucks when I first saw her. She had long black hair that went down to the small of her back. Almost ivory skin. I didn’t know what color her eyes were, but they were dark. Her face was held up by beautiful, full cheeks. She was wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants, almost like a Saturday morning at home, but at a Starbucks. She sat at a corner table listening to something on her phone and sipping her coffee. She had large tits that stretched out her t-shirt. Looking at her I could tell she was built for more comfort than speed. She wasn’t fat, but, plush almost. With a nice ass, that I could tell was big even though she was sitting, supported by strong legs that held everything up in a perfect display Maybe the best way to describe her was…squeezable.

Waterpark blowjob

I once took my (now ex) Jessica, her daughter and her bestfriend (Liz) to a local waterpark/amusement park. Jessica and I drove there together with her daughter, and Liz met us in the parking lot. We gathered our picnic lunch into a backpack, and then spent the next few hours playing in the park and riding the rides.

A few hours in and Liz needs to leave soon but we decide to stay longer. Before she leaves, Liz wants to ride a Rollercoaster that no one else wants to ride, but I finally agree so that Liz won’t have to go by herself. She wasn’t being as bitchy that day, so I didn’t mind so much.

The line was not long, but I had Liz’s ass damn near in my face (wearing her 2 piece) most of the stair climb up to the Rollercoaster. We rode the Rollercoaster without incident, and then met with Jessica again.

Liz said her goodbyes, and I walked away to check out other rides with Jessica and her daughter. About 15 minutes later, we see Liz walking towards us. Turns out she can’t find her keys, and thinks she left them in our car when we were loading the backpack. So I tell Jessica to keep doing rides with the kid, and I go with Liz to the parking lot.

Request: My sluttiest story (3 guys in a night at the same party)

This story answers a PM that asked me for a really slutty thing I’ve done…here it is.

When I was in college, a friend, Andy, invited me over to his house party that was near the college. The setting was a beautiful, 3 story Victorian mansion split into rental units but the party was the whole house. It was a Christmas/end of semester party. I got there fashionably late and already kinda buzzed. I was surprised by how many people were there. Over 100 people I guessed and maybe a 2 to 1 ratio on men vs women. I was wearing a Forever 21 red velvet dress which was different for me but festive, and I made it really pop with thigh highs, heels, and my 36C boobs.

I had just broke up with a boyfriend of 2 years and had already got fucked silly last weekend by a guy I met at a bar. I was hungry for more and didn’t want any emotional attachment…just wanted to get fucked because I was really horny.

I met up with Dale, the guy who invited me, and some other people from the same class. They got me started on bourbon and gingers and I was pretty drunk in no time.

Blowjob from the girlfriend of a total asshole

This story happened almost ten years ago, is one of the hottest stories of my life, and is absolutely true.

I had complicated friendship with a guy in college who, in the end, was a friend, but in spite of a lot of bad behavior on his part. He was an asshole by nature that patrolled college parties intimidating any non-aggressive personality-type males he could find. Total egomaniac, arrogant, good-looking, and, someone who believes in aggression as a virtue. We became friends early freshman year just because I was basically a bigger dude and didn’t take shit from someone like him, which I think he respected. Of course, he had a bunch of chicks around in the time I knew him, but our junior year he was with one for a while who was probably the best looking of the bunch. She was petite, maybe 5’6”, thin, blonde, C-cup, tight little ass, and your standard private school bitch personality, though innocently caught up in this guy’s whirlwind of a personality at an impressionable age. He cheats on her plenty, they fight, break up, get back together, and on and on. Eventually he cheats on her with this girl who was known to be able to deep-throat, and this gets back to the girlfriend who is furious.

My girlfriend and her sister’s nude habits.

Note – This was posted on r/sex and the mods deleted it. One of them was kind enough to redirect me to this sub-reddit.

Let me start by giving a background on how my girlfriend and her sister grew up. They are very close in age (about 15 months apart) and are from a very rural area in the mid-west. The house they grew up in was a farm house with one bathroom and the closest neighbor was about a mile away. Because they had one bathroom it was not uncommon for them (their parents and the sisters) to be in the bathroom all at the same time and it never bothered them. To this day my girlfriend and her sister when they are running late would shower together, but I am getting ahead of myself. More on that later.

Three years ago they lost their dad and about a year later they lost their mom. They both moved to a city in the Northeast where I work as a junior internet security analyst. I met my girlfriend through work.

[MFF] my first threesome thanks to my awesome girlfriend and her best friend.

Hey GWStories! Long time no see. I’ve been busy with work and catching up on little projects around the house but this I had to post. I didn’t intend it to be this long but fuck it. It was an amazing night.

As always I’m on Mobil so please excuse any mistakes.

So if you’ve read some of my previous posts you know about my rekindled relationship with Emily. It’s like heaven on earth when she is around. Truly amazing woman I’ve got.

So on to the fun. This Friday was my irl cakeday. Emily was coming over and we had plans to go out and celebrate.

Friday rolls around and I head home from work to clean up the house before Emily is supposed to show up. The house looks mint, Emily shows up around 7 and around 8 we head into town to meet up with some friends for dinner and drinks.

We go to this casual bar that serves killer wings and always has a fun atmosphere. We eat, drink and dance the night away. Midnight rolls around and we decide to wrap the evening up. As we are getting ready to leave Emily’s best friend Demi asks if she car get a ride home with us as she doesn’t feel like she is sober enough to drive safely. Who am I to object?

FFM story of my (F)irst threesome ever

This is a repost of my first threesome. I meant to post this on my two year cake day but I got busy. After this beautiful lady I’ve had two MFMs. One day I’ll write about the last one. I’m posting this again for my enjoyment, your hopeful enjoyment and in preparation for this being my first submission for Gonewildaudio. Please enjoy. I did.

Nervous as hell is at how it started. I starting drinking some amaretto sours (to try to calm my nerves). It wasn’t working. I went upstairs to put the kids to bed and told my husband to set it up. If we were good to go she’d still be downstairs, and gone if it wasn’t. After the kids finally fell asleep I went downstairs and she was still there. Fuck, what was I in for?

They asked if they should make me another drink, I poured myself another. I sat on the couch, kitty corner to the chair my husband was sitting in. A couple minutes later she joined me on the couch drinking her glass of wine. I texted my husband, and he replied the ball was in my court unless I wanted him to make the first move. I nearly froze… I placed the phone down and just sat there and finished my drink. Seconds passed, and she could sense my discomfort. She made the suggestion that perhaps she could give me a massage to help relax me. I jumped at it and said I’d be upstairs.

I delivered a cake in nothing but lingerie and an overcoat(pics at end)

So my girlfriend’s boyfriend’s birthday is today. (yes we are poly.) Yesterday I decided that I wanted to give him a super sexy surprise, because the happier he is then the happier she is. I text her and tell her that I am at Wal-Mart and about to order J a cake that I plan on delivering in a sexy way. She replies and says that they are at Wal-Mart as well, buying games. This is extremely inconvenient and also such a weird coincidence because they don’t own a car and always take the bus everywhere if I don’t drive them. I didn’t want to be rude so I walk over and say hi, make an excuse and hurry to leave, deciding that I’ll go home and change, then grab the cake on the way to their apartment. Bad idea. I should have just gotten the damn cake first…