So i tried anal for the first time. In the shower. It didnt feel as good as the coochie. I couldn’t feel too much not even sure if i was all the way in. When i thrusted it didnt feel like i wss stroking. Well, i pulled out and rinsed of and went straight to the pussy and it was the bomb. Wet, slippery, and warm. I told her that i wasn’t into it after i tried anal, but now its on my mind. I wanna do it again and cum in her. I’m thinking its because her but is a bit thicker as to why i couldnt fully penetrate.
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A night of ecstasy a[f]ter a 7 [m]onth wait. Warning LONG
Hello r/gonewildstories. Long time reader, first time poster. This is the story of how meeting up with my ex led to the best night of my life. This will be kind of long so if you want to you can skip down to where it says SEXY TIMES START HERE.
Last July the military sent me away for six months. My gf and I decided we would try to make long distance work and we almost did. However, after a series of events (caused pretty much solely by me) we ended up parting ways just a couple of weeks before I came home. I still had some stuff at her place though, so we met up once for me to pick that up from her. She lives about two hours away from where I do so we met in the middle for this. It was a little awkward but we didn’t stick around long. A few days after that she asked me if I felt as awkward as she did and we ended up making plans to get dinner that coming Friday. We kept talking about the arrangements and we agreed that it would be best if I got a hotel room in the city she lived in, that way if either of us needed to leave we would have a place to go to.
Her [f]irst time with another girl, my [f]irst 69
I’ve had a lot of good feedback on my last story. I figured this would be a good follow-up.
Have you ever had one of those moments when you start daydreaming plan out exactly what you would do in a hypothetical scenario, even though that scenario would never actually happen? No? Just me? Oh well.
Well let me tell you about Rachel. She was, in that sense, a daydream come true.
I was a junior in college when we first met. And from the first time I saw her, I couldn’t get her out of my mind. I was’t totally out at that point, so I wasn’t about to make a move really or anything, but she was one of the last crushes I ever had as I grew out of that pre-adulthood stage. Not the very last, but that’s another story for another time.
Rachel was a first-year. She was tall, thin, blonde and probably the most classically attractive girl I’ve ever lusted after. But she was a nerd. Across the room, she came off as a model–bright blue eyes, perfect skin, lovely curves without being too disproportionate–but once she opened her mouth, she gave herself away. And I loved her for it. I was quite the nerd myself back in those days, except I was a lot more obvious about it. And she swore like a sailor.
She gives it up to me (M/F)
So i haven’t posted for sometime in GWS as all of my stories are real accounts and I’ll be honest, not a lot compares to my ex.
She decided to pursue he dreams to live in South America last year and we parted ways. But on lonely nights i am pleasantly reminded of the night she seduced me into loving her.
Threeso[m]e for my girl[ff]riend, part 2.
… We finaly landed at her friend’s house, walked silently to her room (it was late at night, and she lived with her parents), and closed the door giggling and shooshing each other. The room was mess, as she was leaving it in hurry to our little party. Some clothes lying on a floor, bed still undone. We started to undress my girl. It was quite easy, because she usually went braless. T-shirt went out, pants too. She got only tiny thong almost burried in her pussylips. I was surprised, because I knew that she hated thong. “It’s my birthday, stupid, I needed to dress fancy” she said. “Now, do me, both of you”. We both lied next to her and started licking and sucking her breasts. One for each of us. My darling’s hand quickly gone down to her panties and clit. I ordered her friend to take care of both boobs and went down to lick her. I couldn’t remember her more wet – it was like huge creampie. I grabbed her hard and rise to my mouth (she was really tiny girl, so it was easy to throw her all around the bed during sex, which she enjoyed a lot). She came in seconds, birthday gift was delivered.
Threeso[m]e [ff]or her birthday.
Quite long time ago, I had a girlfriend who was both younger, and way much more experienced than me. She was a little slutty type of chick, small, perky boobed, almost never bothering to wear a bra under her shirt. A bit crazy, but in positive way.
I fucked my best friends boyfriend – Part 2
For those of you who don’t know this story, here’s the link to part 1:
https://redd.it/48h8h4
So, my housemates and I just finished having some drinks and yes, sex came into the conversation.
We talked about what turns us on etc etc and I brought up the topic “If you could fuck anyone you know, who would it be?” By this point, we’ve had quite a few drinks. My other housemate, Julia, said she’d love to sleep with some guy who lives back in her home town and Nicole said she’d love to fuck a guy on her course who she flirts with now and again (He’s been mentioned in the past about how hot he is). I asked her would she ever do anything about it if he came onto her and she said, “it would be tempting because he is very sexy, but I wouldn’t.” I asked her if Paul said it was ok, would you then? To which she replied “Abso-fucking-lutely.” Then it was my turn. I was umming and ahhing for a while before admitting that I found Paul attractive. Julia AND Nicole teased me after saying it. I think it was brushed aside because of the amount of drinks we had.
Nicole then mentioned something new: “Well, first he tells me that he thinks you have great tits, then he’s dreaming about fucking you.”
We laughed and I asked when he said that I have great tits, and It was because of a photo Nicole had taken during a Christmas party from last year where I was wearing a revealing dress. This of course set me off.
How I [M18] ended up having some fun with my hairdresser [F39] in the salon.
-Just to tell you a little bit about me, I’m a pretty tall (6’1”), skinny, Indian with short, jet black hair-
This story happened yesterday and I’m still in shock at the whole experience. I’ve been going to the same hair salon for the past 3ish years mainly because it’s really close to my house and also because the hairdressers do a fantastic job. Now, my hair grows out pretty fast, causing me to go to the salon quite frequently throughout the year. The first few times I got my hair cut were all by different people who were all really good at their job, but none of them were very talkative which I don’t mind at all. I get really tired sometimes during haircuts because it’s really relaxing to me and this prevents me from keeping a conversation going for too long since I don’t have that much energy to do so. Time went on with me still going to this hair salon and getting my hair cut from the same group of workers. This whole time I didn’t care at all who cut my hair up until around January of 2015 which is when I got called while in the waiting room by what seemed to be a new worker. Let’s call her Diana. Diana’s around 5’7”, had light brown skin colour, and is a bit overweight but not at all in a bad way. By overweight I mean she’s thick all around with amazing curves, has huge tits, and a fat ass. To put it in short, she’s a bbw but not those exaggerated versions that you’d see if you were to Google some pictures. In my opinion, she was the perfect type of bbw with thickness and curves in all the right places. Diana also has hair that droops a bit lower than her shoulders which she always has in a ponytail for work purposes I assume.
Childhood Fantasies Do Co(m)e True
All growing up much of my time was spent at the house that nested aside mine. Our neighbors were kind, simple people, who helped raise me for much of my life. They had a daughter a few years my minor, Ali, whom I’d go over to play with nigh daily. Her father, Kev, was a mechanic who was a pretty terrible alcoholic. He was verbally-abusive, and undeservingly mistreated his wife, so much so that police would be alerted on a monthly basis. His wife was as exotic as her name, Raquel, whom ever since I can remember I’ve been infatuated with. Raquel barely surpassed five feet. She had incredible curves, starting from her legs building up to her large, perfectly round breasts that hung off her body elegantly. All these waves were complimented by her tan, lightly freckled skin, as per her being part Italian. She had brown hair with caramel highlights that waterfalled down to her shoulders, and soft hazel eyes that broke part from the rest of her adorable round face. This culminated into a quite an enticing package. Growing up I would always try to sneak a peak at her whenever possible. One time, I even got to see her bare-breasts when her top fell down. This only fueled my desire. Her breasts matched the rest of her skin. Tan dotted with mocha, and the apparent smoothness made me want nothing more than to run my hands across them. The delectable skin was met by dainty, pale nipples that were juxtaposed by her sizable olive breasts. Simply tantalizing. Is it possible to fall in love with someone based on their 36 year old body? Raquel legitimately made me ponder that. Every time I would go next door, I’d get every glimpse of her I could. Sometimes I couldn’t save my hard on for home, which would force me to sit on their couch until I got my mind off Raquel enough to stand up. The most I had gotten to see of her below the waist was a night she was laying in bed. Every night Raquel wore a loose fitting red t-shirt that came to a halt by skimpy, flowing gym shorts. While laying on her bed reading, I was sitting at the end of it. Her being distracted by her book only encouraged me to look up her shorts, and what I saw was enough for my 13 year old mind. Her smooth legs ran up and gave me a sight at her inner-thigh that I knew led to her pussy. So close. Teasing me. Being shielded by nothing but a small piece of cloth.
How can she a little person (F) take the whole thing? Part 1
A little background for an introduction, As a member of a adult web site,I had posted some pictures,the same as other members had.
Much to my surprise,one day as I was doing some grocery shopping at my local store,the cashier (Tracy) that was taking care of me,nonchalantly asked me,”Is that you on that adult site?””Is that big cock really yours?”
I told her it was in and not missing a beat she informed me she would have to come over some time and check that thing out for herself.
The very next day she showed up at my house and we spent several hours enjoying each other.
Being extremely well endowed,seeing a woman’s first reaction and enjoying her curiosity,the oohing and aahhing,the touching and feeling,the want and need to try it out,is always a tremendous turn on for me.