Cannot control mysel[F]

Hi all, this is my first official Reddit post, so please show some love. I have just joined yesterday. I actually do not have one specific story to write, but I enjoy reading these so much that I wanted to put my input, below I have put together some bits and pieces of my personal, horny life.

I am 22 years old from a place which I will just describe as somewhere in Europe ( I don't want to reveal too much). I am currently in a relationship with my soon to be husband and we have been together for 9 years, yes I was 13 we were childhood sweethearts. I know that it is not something common, but we have been quite happy, we have grown with each other and we have a very comfortable relationship. We were both our firsts. Our sex life is good, pretty systematic, where usually everything follows the same order, but I really enjoy myself and he can make me cum.

We are not sex maniacs together, we only have sex around once a week. I am always interested in trying new things and experimenting sexually but he is not so keen. The kinkiest stuff that we have done together is fingering and sucking in public (which he was terrified of), anal and cum swallowing.

First time making a women my/our bitch.

The first time I ever saw a girl and a dog, I was watching porn and some young girl was fucking herself with her hairbrush, then she starts patting her thigh . . low and behold a dog came into view and started eating her pussy. This blew my mind, I was probably 20 at the time and completely naive to the deviant mindset of a young horny girl. From there I started looking into it online. One night I randomly met an older woman at a pub, me being 22, her 30 odd. We went back to her place fucked etc etc, after a few drinks she ask's what I think about a woman being with a dog, she continued to explain how her dog eats her pussy and she tosses and sucks it off, and that multiple times when drunk/tipsy she had got on her knees and opened herself up to being her dogs bitch. But the dog could never gain entry. Would I like to help her she asked. So I sit there, drinking a beer and watching this sexy slut of a woman soothing, rubbing, sucking off and getting on all fours for her dog. Huuuuge dripping cock and all that was needed was be to push slightly at the dogs back for 2/3 seconds for it to fill her, and boom . . . both of us were in awe, her more so I'm sure. I got on my knees in front of her, slapped her around the face and fucked her throat whilst her dog took her, I fucked her face whilst they were knotted and after he pulled out, she begged and I was already going to do so. I fucked her cum filled pussy, pulled her backwards and forced her head down, making her lick up the puddle on the floor. I pulled out and shot on her face, then she sucked/licked me clean. I made her lick the dogs cock clean even though he was/had already done so and gave her red arse cheeks whilst she done so. That was my first experience . . needless to say she was our little bitch for a couple of weeks.

The First Time I Went South

One of my biggest turn ons is going down on a woman and I'm pretty sure that's a result of the first time I ever did it, which to this day is still the best experience of it I have had. This seemed like the place to talk it out and share it which I have just been dying to do.


We were both virgins when it happened, playing the line by fooling around a lot. Neither of us had even considered oral sex yet, but after talking about it and an intense make out session I decided I was going to go first. She did not have an individual bedroom, but had the whole basement to herself. Her bed sat in the middle against one wall which is where we ended up sharing slow, deep, sensual kisses. My hands began to wonder down in between her legs and rub her pussy through her sweatpants and nibbled on her neck, listening to her deep breaths right in my ear as she dug her nails into my back. I slid my hands up, pulling her shirt up so I could kiss my way down her torso. As I slowly moved down her body her hands gripped the sheet and she closed her eyes in anticipation.

College Stories: Lingerie party [M,F] some [F,F]

A lot of people wanted me to post some more stories so here is the first story happening after the night in the pool.

So after the night in the pool with some of my co-workers and future wife, I broke up with my girl friend when I went back to school and started singles life for the first time in college. That year my roommate Matt and I got an apartment across from campus and it was 10 millions times better than the one room dorm we lived before. Matt’s brother came to help him move in and got us the most badass present ever. He used his connections being a manager at a really nice hotel to get us a professional bar grade Jager machine on tap. This was the center point of almost all of our parties. Nothing like German cough syrup cooled to 0 degrees lol.

We stayed in a student living apartment complex, which means they charge a shit ton to be close to campus and students mostly reside there (not always a good thing). With me turning 21 at the beginning of the semester I was the oldest of all my friends, which meant I rarely paid for alcohol, people just gave me cash and I bought it for them and bought something on the side for me. This also meant that most of the parties were at our apartment.

I give my husband’s buddy his first MFM while camping with short video.

We had taken a few days off work and decided to head to a corp of engineers campground and lake for a few days of much needed rest and relaxation. One of my husband’s buddies was also joining us for the time away. The nice part of that was that while we pulled our camper the buddy drove his truck and pulled our boat so we could get out on the water. I also liked that my husband and his buddy could spend time fishing and doing their guy stuff while I could remain behind and relax and just read a good book or do what I wanted.

The first part of the trip was perfect, I spent my days reading, napping and just being lazy. The guys fished and hung out. On Thursday the weather was perfect, a hot day and the water looked really inviting. I told my husband that we should spend the day out pulling our tube and just having fun. He agreed and we packed a picnic and soon where out on the water. Once away from the dock I removed y wrap and my husbands friend was noticeably looking at me like he hadn’t before. Not even thinking I had put on a lime and pink small two piece that basically covers my nipples and has a very thin string for bottoms that come just shy of being a full thong. I love wearing this out on the water when we are away from shore or people who would find it too revealing. My husband’s buddy, we’ll call him Josh, had a noticeable hard on beneath his trunks and my husband made sure to tease him about it.

Creamy Surprise

There she was standing in front of me. Holding my dorm room door open as I stood there in my boxers and t-shirt, when I think back to that night, I wonder, did I recognize her disheveled hair the reddened skin at the base of her long slim neck? I locked my eyes to her large green glazed opals, her lean against the door frame showing the effects of a night of drinking. Quickly coming out of my daze, just moments before I'd settled in to an evening defending humanity.

Not that I hadn't checked what Laura was up to, my stomach had twisted more than I'd wanted to admit knowing she was on campus but would be off at a party. I couldn't really expect much more, we'd been on a few dates, hooked up a few times but she'd been up front that she didn't want anything exclusive. But those big green eyes, long slim body and warm mischievous smile had a way taking hold of me.

How my Surprisingly Hot Best Friend Surprised Me in the Shower [M/F]

Belle was my best friend back home when I was 20 years old. She was always cheerful and always very random – two things I always like in a girl -. There was a period of time when we spend almost all of our time togeter. But although we saw each other everyday, it never occured to us we could (or even should) be something more than friends. To be totally honest, I didn't feel very attracted to her and never got the feeling she felt something for me either, so we just kept on doing random shit and laughing our asses off as friends.

Untill…

It was on a cold night in Decemeber when we decided to go out into the city and grab some drinks. She was wearing thight jeans and an xxl sweater in which she felt comfortable (but had the unique property to hide all the best parts of the female body). Her hair was in a ponytail and her glasses were fogged up by the cold outside. It turned out to be an amazing night that night, but when the clock hit four, we agreed to go back home. We could both need some sleep. So we took off and made the fifteen minute hike back to my place (she insisted to crash on my couch, because she didn't want to walk alone).

“I’m going to use it to mark your body.” [m/f]

More from https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3o6unt/ive_been_thinking_about_it_a_lot_and_i_want_you/ and https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3rpi5q/please_make_me_wear_it_mf/

Sam decided to write one. Enjoy. :)


The last time Ed posted a story about me, as part of my fact-checking I told him he was missing about five paragraphs describing how unbelievably hot he was. (Of course, I told him this after I had already gotten off reading it) He responded that that probably belonged in a story from my point of view, so here we go.

Ed is fucking hot. I’d never had a thing for any sort of athlete before, but at this point it’s highly tempting to become a groupie for crew because damn, his body is nice. Tall and lean and muscly in all the right places. And such a nice cock too. Plus his face is like, Clark Kent level structured. Basically: jackpot. [ed: flattery will get you everywhere.]

Of course, I’m not a totally shallow person. As you most definitely should’ve figured out from his stories I’m a total submissive, and it’s important to me to fuck someone that a) super cares about consent and my boundaries so that I can leave myself totally at their mercy, and b) is actually enthusiastic about all the stuff I want to try. And Ed? I told him that “maybe, like a little, I like to be tied up, you know, maybe” and he went out and bought a length of rope. And some instruction manuals. Seriously: jackpot.

The Train Station

Names changed for obvious reasons but this is a true story that took place in the summer of 2015. We have been in a relationship for about 2 years. I [28M] am studying electrical engineering and I had landed a dream summer co-op job with a very big utility company. The only kicker was that it was 6 hour drive away from home and I would have to move away. A little description of myself; I am 6 feet tall, 175lbs, blue eyes, short dark brown hair (usually spike the front up). The day this story happened I was wearing a stripped orange traffic FR shirt, beige cargo FR pants with silver visibility strips, black work boots and a yellow hardhat. I always heard that girls have a thing for guys in a uniform but I never believed it until I had that job.

Naomi is a 23 year old teacher, beautiful blonde hair, hazel eyes, about 5’4” tall, curvy with the biggest tits I have ever seen in my life (38DD) and a sexy round ass. She is a feisty Italian, high fashion always dressed to the 9’s, wherever she goes people (both guys and girls) are checking her out. She plays the good girl in public but when you get her in the bedroom she’s a total freak.

Don’t Be A Drunken Mess To Your Girlfriend [MF]

Been a while since I last shared. Now that all my man-whore days are in the rear view it is a nice release to post some of the old war stories from my past.

I recently celebrated a birthday and an old friend shared a comment in a Facebook group from my High School Reunion. In response an old "memory" who had slipped my mind and I was not friends with on FB responded as well and sent a Friend Request. Her name was Shannon.

I was a good kid in High School. I wouldn't say I was Prom King or anything, but I played sports and by and large associated favorably with what you would consider the popular crowd. Unlike them, I was shy and kept to myself socially and wasn't prominent in the dating scene.

Shannon transferred to our High School my Sophomore Year from out of state and spent her last three years as the "IT" girl. She was skinny, blonde, and a cheerleader so when she showed up she became the topic of conversation for all. Within a week she was dating a Senior football stud and off the market. She would spend her entire Sophomore Year with him, and even after he graduated and moved on she continued to date him her Junior Year.