Alright, story time. Kinda new to reddit and this is my first time posting to r/GONEWILDSTORIES so be gentle. As you can probably tell by my username, I'm a big fan of edging. Up until last night though, I thought I was doing it "right". I would jack off till I was close, then stop and calm down (sometimes I'd wait till I go soft and then start all over again, other times I'd just wait 30 seconds or so). I hadn't gotten to the point where I could stop myself mid-ejaculation using keggles (yet…) so I would always get right up to the point of no return and stop. This worked pretty well for a while, I could go for 2 hours or so and then have an intense orgasm and cum a huge load (for me). But last night, I decided to experiment with something I'd read about on other sub-reddits called keggles. For those of you who don't know, its basically clenching the muscle that controls your urine stream and ejaculation. Anyways, I was edging in bed, and have been at it for 45 min or so. I could feel myself getting close so I slowed down and used the precum I had accumulated as lube. I stopped just short of the point of no return (was watching porn and knew I'd cum if I kept at it). Then I decided to take a quick break and try without the porn. I turned it off and grabbed my cock again and began stroking. A generous amount of precum oozed out of my head and I slathered it up and down my shaft as I stroked. I could feel myself getting close so I started using my keggles (had been practicing a bit before and the night before). I knew I was about to cum but I just kept going. The point of no return came and I pumped it one more time before I let go and flexed my keggles with all my strength. My head swelled and got bright red/purple. I could feel myself having a sort of orgasm/ruined orgasm and loved every second of it. Eventually I could feel myself calm down and I relaxed. My cock was still rock hard though, but I didn't feel like I had had a full orgasm. Then, a thick stream of clear/cloudy fluid started streaming out of my head, with just enough force to get out of my shaft. I thought this was the hottest thing I'd ever seen while masturbating. I quickly grabbed my cock again and used this precum/cum mixture to edge again. I did the same thing, got to the point of no return, one more pump and flexed. I got the same perfect stream of leaked cum again, but still fell short of a full orgasm. I did this over and over again for about 30 min till I knew I would have a full blown orgasm if I did it again. Then I just went to bed, can't wait to do it again tomorrow.
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Fingerbanged a dude accidentally. Second time I’ve been duped this month. Help
Post: https://playboyphilosophy.wordpress.com/2015/10/21/duped-again/
West Hollywood is a fucking minefield.
It all started with a girl that I met on the street a couple weeks ago – Tess. Fucking angel. One of the most beautiful girls I’ve talked to as of late. She came over last week and gave me a handjob and I went down on her but we somehow didn’t fuck.
Just tonight we met again to teach her how to drive stick, but she was tired as fuck and decided to go “home”. I later see what I’m 99% sure is her car parked the same place it was before at a bar downtown. So I’m on the hunt for some retribution sex. I want to fuck someone else and pretend it’s Tess in some fucked up way to satisfy my need to fuck her and fuck her over.
So I head to the place where I’ve had the most success – a gay bar in West Hollywood.
The night kicks off with a fucking perfect little Filipino girl – ridiculously affectionate. We were hugging/cuddling/making out/dancing for a good hour before one of her friends got sick and had to pull her away with the group. Butterflies.
Up against a tree [mf]
This story takes place when I used to live at my parents' place…
It was a Friday night in the middle of the school term. And somehow I had two dates. I chose one-the wrong one as it turned out, as although she was hot, it went pretty much nowhere.
The next night, I was sitting bored at home and decided to head out to the local pub, where I knew the girl I'd rejected the previous night would be.
So I turned up and went to where she and her friends were-she totally blanked me. Which was great, because it meant she wanted winning over. I bought her a drink and broached the subject of my absence the previous night, and we got chatting. And the flirting started. She was a 5'7" posh girl, with a shoulder length blonde bob and a filthy laugh. She was wearing a leather jacket and a short skirt, the combination of which made her look sexy as hell.
As we flirted, we started getting more tactile and playful, the touches starting to linger as we talked and drank. When it came time to go, she asked if I was going to walk her home. We both lived with our parents so opportunities were going to be limited.
When I lost the bet [f]
This is a true story when I lost a bet when I was in company with a group of friends.
Last year I was flatting with a group of four other girls. We all were attending the same university at the time each studying different subjects. Our house was one of two on the same property. The flat behind was occupied by 5 guys that were around the same age as us girls. There were 4 white guys who were kind and talked to us girls a lot, the last guy was a black guy who didnt say much but seemed nice enough. We had got to know them throughout the year through the close proximity of the houses. Whenever one house had a party we made the effort to invite the other flat around as well.
One night the guys invited us around to have some drinks to celebrate the end of the semester. Alcohol was flowing freely thanks to the endless drinking games the guys came up with. Within a couple of hours the rest of the girls were either passed out or had decided to go to bed. I was no lightweight so continued drinking with the guys for a little while longer.
Two [F]irst Times: Pleasure and Pain
I had a shared 'first time' for two experiences. It was the first time I had anal sex and then had my partner eat my pussy. I underestimated how painful anal sex would be; I knew nothing of how to make it better or how to prepare myself for it. My partner was equally unprepared, although he seemed to enjoy himself.
I remember all the care he took in making me comfortable, easing my head down to the bed, as he gently massaged my pussy. I remember getting wet for him, but not caring. I used to think it was an embarrassing thing to be so wet and disgusting. I remember him rubbing his hard cock between my legs and getting it drenched in all my juices. Feeling his cock against my clit made me so excited for what was to come.
An ode to my sexual encounters
Note About a year ago I read a post on this sub by a user who just described all of the sexual encounters in her life in rich and humane detail. None of the stories were particularly sensational but I found it incredibly erotic and intimate and vulnerable and real and super sexy. It really stuck with me; I still think about it now and then. I wrote my first post in this sub recently and it got a really encouraging reception, but it was one of the few truly sensational moments in my life. For a follow up post I thought it would be fun to pay an homage to that post (that I can't find anymore)!with my own sexual encounters. I have no idea if this is raunchy or sexy or interesting enough for this sub but I hope that reading about these will give you the same erotic vouueristic feel that I get from reading other people's everyday sexual encounters.
On her knees
That feeling. The bed, rough carpet, or cold tile on her knees. Digging into the skin, leaving blossoms of red color. Complete and utter surrender to the other feeling coursing through her body. A scalding ripple moving outward to her toes and fingers. His hands warm and rough grip her hips, seemingly reshuffling with the rippling wave. Reaching for something? All he can focus on is his body joined with hers. Her physical mark of pleasure gathering at the base as a sticky, warm substance. The pace is deep, slow thrusts only sliding halfway before she catches her breath. He listens as it quickens, as dark polished fingers reach back and scrape along his thigh. She cums in a rush, a tightness of deep muscles. He thrusts faster, harder making her scream out the pleasure they both feel. She looks back at him and says, "don't stop." Arching her back, he grabs her throat fucking her without any thought. White noise. His own scalding ripple starts, faster chasing the high. He cums inside her, his balls pressed against her. White noise. They collapse in a sweaty blissful heap.
The Time [M]y Girl[F]riend and I Got Kinky Before School
This was my senior year of high school. My girlfriend at the time was really into rough sex and also almost being caught.
One Monday morning before school I drove over to her house at about 5am. School started at 7:45am giving us just enough time to get freaky. So I sneak into her house and into her room without her family hearing (I knew where the spare key was hidden). I slip into her room and kiss her awake (She knew I was coming over in the morning but wasn't sure as to when). As she wakes up, she gets insatiably horny. She grabs me and begins to kiss me. I slip my hand into her pants and start to gently rub her clit. This does the trick and within minutes she's tensing up and cumming all over my hand. After she came she stripped herself and then myself down. I'm standing up next to the bed as she starts to blow me.
Right as she begins to deepthroat my dick, her dad knocks on the door to say goodbye before he goes to work. Fortunately I had locked the door when I entered. She begins to rub her clit at the prospect of being caught by her father all while still sucking on my cock.
The Good Girl [M/F], Part II.
The Good Girl [Part II] [M/F]
It had been several days since our first night together, I could finally walk down the hall without my legs aching, and she could almost masturbate at full speed again. We had set a second date, this time planning on her staying overnight and cuddling.
We talked and teased each other in-between, figuring out more what we did and didn’t like. I’m honestly still getting used to being a Dominant in the bedroom, having only discovered how much I enjoy taking control of my partner’s pleasure in the last year or so. I ask her for suggestions, and from her response I realize how much she enjoys not just receiving pleasure, but being used for pleasure as well. For some reason I hadn’t really thought about how the Dom/sub relationship was just as much about the Dom using his sub for his own needs. I suppose I was still thinking how rude and selfish it would be to demand it of my partner (there are some things a good Southern upbringing will always be useful for, but demanding that your needs come before the Lady ain’t one of them). She is quite helpful in giving me ideas to try out for our next session. Obviously, I still have a lot to learn about how to satisfy a sub properly, not only how I can give her pleasure through various forms of stimulation, but also in how I use her, ordering her to please me, spanking her for being such a dirty girl, etc. (Hell, I’m still figuring out the best way to write about and describe our Dom/sub sessions).
College strip truth or dare
The last two years of college I lived in a house on campus with five pals. We were neighbors with a house of 6 girls and we became pretty good friends with them mostly out of proximity and convenience. On any weekend night when there wasn't a good party or bar to go to we'd usually hang out at one of the two houses and goof around.
One such boring Saturday 6 of us (3 guys and 3 girls) were hanging out at our house at 2 in the morning drinking and goofing around. All our other housemates were in relationships and enjoying the benefits of calling it an early night because you're not afraid of missing out on anything because you're already getting laid so who cares.
The night looked like it might end any minute when Becca suggested truth or dare. Becca was as tiny as her ass was huge. She was the most overtly sexual girl I had ever met and was well aware the power her oozing of sexuality on others. She loved to make the hair on your neck stand still with a well placed sexual comment.