weekend with my sub wife and her our good friend who also became my weekend slave part 1 TRUE STORY

I have been asked in the /r/NSFWIamA post by some women to tell the story of how I spent the weekend with my sub wife and our friend, Celeste, living out her fantasy of being used and punished for the bad girl she is.

As background, this happened about 10 years ago, and we were visiting Florida for a long weekend. We left the kids and flew down, planning on meeting Celeste for some drinks the first night and had planned to have my sub serve me all weekend. We brought along our bag of toys, with the paddles, whips, clamps, dildos and other things that we use. Now very few people know what we do as it relates to our BDSM side, but Celeste happens to be one of the few people that know about it, and over the years had made jokes to me about how she would be my slut if my wife weren’t around. But they were usually after a few drinks and we always laughed about it. We checked in the hotel suite and were meeting Celeste for drinks. I wanted to relax for a while, so my wife went to meet Celeste. Now she was in the middle of a divorce at this time and I really wanted to not have to listen to the whole story of why it happened and the details of how unhappy she was at this point. So I told her to go have a few drinks and that I would be down at the bar in an hour of two.

How I [M]et The Girl, Who Would Become the Mother o[f] My Daughter.

I have been wanting to add a story to this sub for a while now. The sub has become my main source of ‘inspiration’ for my late night auto-erotic escapades, and what remains of my sense of honor coerces me to give something back.
So I’ve decided to share what is possibly the craziest, and definitely the most defining of my sexual experiences. The story is extremely long, be warned, but I’ll try to make it worth your while, obviously.

I was a pretty late bloomer. The last among my friends to lose my virginity at 16, and I found my first girlfriend a couple months later after turning 17.
I had spent the last 6 years (yes, I discovered masturbation already at the age of 11) fantasising about what sex was going to be like, how much I wanted to experiment with it, what I felt I had to try at least once, and so on, but that first girl wasn’t exactly adventurous, to say the least. She wasn’t prude either, but it was evident that I wanted more than her. We stuck together for about a year, but at the end of it, I felt more caged than loved, as it became clearer and clearer that we simply weren’t in the same book, sexually.

Today’s slutty adventure ;)

I had been talking to a guy for almost a week when I nervously decided to organise for some fun to actually happen. We had organised to go to a park and meet up near the bushland. As he walked down, towards me, my heart was racing, as I was still not 100% certain that I wanted to do anything with this man. My heart continued to race, but I acted confidant.

We walked through the bushland, looking for somewhere which was quiet and where we would be well hidden. We found somewhere by a log (which I already knew was there because I’ve had some fun there before). I pulled out a towel, for my knees so they weren’t in the dirt or going to get hurt, as he pulled down his shorts and sat down.

When I first saw his cock, I was excited to start! It looked really good even though it wasn’t yet hard.
I grabbed it and licked the tip, I could feel it get a little hard. I continued licking the tip, tasting him and started lightly and slowly sucking him as he got harder and harder.

Uncontrollable Horniness At The Hospital

I’m a male registered nurse and last summer I got out of a really suppressive marriage after 10 years. During the time I was married I was constantly belittled and berated and made to feel like I was a piece of shit by my wife. It goes without saying that our sex life was pitiful. Once a month, if that, and nothing but boring, lights out, quiet missionary.

My life l got so bad that I slipped into a deep depression, aided by my deployment to Afghanistan and the suicide of my brother shortly after I returned home. Needless to say, my sex drive plummeted to an all time low. I thought it had to be chemical. I put on a bunch of weight (200->235lbs) and became a giant slob. I started taking T to boost my energy, libido and mood, thinking that I probably had a case of low T. Nothing.

Well, I finally dug myself out of my funk over the last year and developed enough healthy coping skills to become really good for myself. So, in June I finally got the balls to leave. I was a new man! I was peppy, happy, confident and fun to be around again! I developed a libido and lost like 35lbs without changing anything.

Whoever said to [m]e: “No Sex with the Ex”, was de[f]initely wrong!!

So this is a rather long setup for an encounter that happened up until a few hours ago. The biggest reason for me to share this with you guys and girls is, that I try to stop myself from going crazy right now.

Maybe a quick Intro: I’m 22M, pretty muscular but more on the lean than the bulky side. Blue eyes with gray sprinkles, dark blonde hair. About 5,7 ft. tall. I don’t consider myself the prettiest but compliments for my looks aren’t exactly a rarity. She is 23, has long dark brown hair, some magnificent hazel colored eyes and a petite 5,2 ft. build and the sexiest pouty smile I know.

Long story short: We met when I transferred schools a few years ago and became pretty inseparable friends. One thing led to another and I fell for her. And while she had some problems (which she hid quite well in the past 9 years we knew each other, and I’ve only recently become aware of because she told me in confidence when we caught up) and didn’t want a serious relationship we became sort of a thing. Everyone knew how I felt about her and while she didn’t want to make it official she was in love with me too. Time passed… things happened and or changed … she became involved with my best friend and things went down from there… while I still was madly in love with her my head knew it was the right thing to end the contact… fast forward 5 years… I messaged her last Christmas (thank god for liquid courage) and we patched things up from there.

First time outdoor [m/m] – x-post from gaystoriesgonewild

*This is only my second story – happened a few years ago, but it is still one of my hottest memories.*

It was a very hot summer and I was on a business trip. I was browsing some hook-up apps, not really sure what I was looking for, apart from the fact that I wanted to be naked and tied up.

I started chatting with a guy and he was saying that it is far too hot in his place to play. As a joke I was saying that it is not too bad outside. He asks where I am and then tells me that only a few minutes walk from my place is a small park with a lot of trees and some playgrounds. He has played there with a guy in the past. I never ever thought about playing outdoors but suddenly I’m hard. I ask if it would be really safe and secluded. He reassures me that he played there before and that late at night no one passes. It’s totally crazy – and totally hot!!

(M)y (F)irst Tinder Experience

I match a guy on tinder who was trying to convince me to meet him so that he could help me explore my sexual desires. He added me on snapchat and sent me pictures of his body and videos of him jacking off. He was very attractive and I really wanted to take him up on his offer, I was just scared because I never met someone off of tinder before. Finally, he sent me so many things that tempted me that I gave in. I did what I thought I would never do and met him at his house.

As soon as I walked into the door of his house, he turned me around and wrapped a blindfold around my head. He then took each of my wrist and put a zip tie around them. He started to lead me through his house while he grabbed my tit. There was something so exciting about not knowing where I was headed. Finally, he told me to get on my knees. I ended up being at the foot of his bed. He shoved my head down so that my stomach was laying on his bed and took each wrist and connected the zip tie to something so that both of my arms were restrained. There I was, blindfolded and tied up in a house I have never been before with someone I barely knew. My heart raced as I wasn’t sure what was going to happen next.

[M/F23] Part I – The one with the sex in the sauna and my sexuality

  If you guys have read my [first story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/44l1mc/mf23_the_one_with_the_fifa_world_cup_match_and_my/), I met up with Mr.Simpson one more time. Well I had the crimson week going but still wanted to practice my oral skills that I had memorized from reading all the oral technique posts in r-sex. Obviously I was horny. But unfortunately that day Simpson pushed the buttons a bit far, I didn’t say no, I didn’t say yes either, first time taking it in the ass takes a lot of prep. OUCH, we stopped. I was pissed, sexually frustrated, my uterus boxing from inside, you know hormones and stuff, I went home and cried. My mind concluded two things, “Girl you gotta be assertive in bed!” and yes I think you are a lesbian.

  Luckily, am proved otherwise. Now I had moved to a new country known for its cold weather. I got matched with Henry on Tinder, I liked all his outdoorsy pictures and he is a climber. We talked about climbing, I was just beginning the sport then. Now it was fun talking to him, we both liked to travel and I was in awe with his stories. I wanted to hear more of his stories and he wanted to hear mine, so we decided to meet up at my place and play some ping pong and pool. I am a lil bit of a meticulous planner. So I got a few beers and also booked the Sauna ;) at my residence.

A night to last a lifetime [m/f] (light dom, tickling, bj)

Where to begin? This is a confession of the second most amazing night with a woman that I’ve ever had. And she was not my wife.

A little background. I am happily married to the love of my life. When we met, just out of college, we were full of lust as well as love, and went at it all the time, including some light dom/sub play. After a few years we began raising a family.

And then her depression happened. It was bad. Really bad. Crazy stuff. Suicide watch stuff. Hospitalization stuff. I stuck with her the whole time, incredibly straining as it was for our relationship and well-being. And we made it. After much trial and error with multiple pharmacologists and therapists, we found the combination of drugs that would keep her healthy and happy and sane. And… would also obliterate her sex drive.

Mind you, I’d rather have a sane, happy wife than a sex-crazed, bipolar one, so yeah, she’ll be on those drugs forever. And yet. I have needs. After all, the most amazing single night I ever had was a hormone-steeped dozen-orgasm sleepless night in a dorm room with an insatiable long-distance girlfriend. Those days were long gone, but regular ‘maintenance’ is still required, and though my wife felt bad about losing her libido, rarely was she motivated to help out. For me, that left only nights fapping to porn as the remaining alternative, right? Right?

Gf showing off

My gf and I had a party this past weekend. Parents were out of town. party had all but died down just me 4 of my buddies and my gf. So everyone is just hanging out next thing I know my gf reaches for the ps4 controller on the table and her skirt rode up her ass and let everyone have a plane view of her bare ass and pussy… I looked to see if I was the only one that saw it but i wasn’t my buddy Timmy reached out and touched her pussy which caused her to jump but then push into his hand like she wanted it. Next thing I know my gf is completely naked giving handjobs out and getting fucked by r.j. I kinda enjoyed it my gf is like 5 ft 5 maybe 115 pounds blonde hair. I just sat there and watched had no desire to stop it. After it was over she and I went to bed. I then decided to lift up her skirt and see what her pussy looked like. It was all used up and loose it turned me on so much she loved it