Ask questions; never assume! Not even when my eyes are closed and my toes are scrunched up and my face is sweating in weird places like under my eyes and I’m quivering all over, on my insides and out! There’s no hard and fast rule for getting me there, but at the end of the day I almost don’t care. Climaxes are different, no one the same, and I’m not always sure I can say, “I came.” With a hand, a mouth, a dick, time alone, there are so many ways, ways to make me moan. But no matter who or how or when, any day I come is a ten out of ten. Continue reading
Category: gonewildstories
Small Towns, Big Messes. Where should I start, Reddit? [M/F]^5
I've been a long time lurker/commenter here and related subreddits, and have my fair share of stories I've never told. I've done very well for myself in various conquests and relationships, and if I had to be honest, I'm proud of where I've been and what I've accomplished sexually, but am far too guarded to share with friends. So let me unload my secrets on you, Reddit.
A little about me: I'm just shy of 6' in height, 165lbs and athletic, blonde, handsome enough that with a little product in my hair and a tousle with my typical fitted-everything, matching watch per outfit and mischievous smile, I turn heads frequently.
As I sat down with my former best friend Sam and my 2-year ex (who met my bestie through me and became close friends) Elizabeth, and my current partner Erin at the local Olive Garden Elizabeth works at… I notice that our server is my bestie's old friend Jen. I am about to sit down at a table surrounded by four women who I have slept with, none of which know my full sexual history and certainly have no clue that I have slept with more than two people at the table. I'm in purgatory. "Karma is coming for my ass," I think to myself. "Please don't get near any remotely sexual/romantic topics." No sooner do I finish the thought than I get a text from Vicki, the fiery alt latina I cheated on my current partner with less than a month ago. She's mad that I haven't been talking to her since. Fuck.
[F]rom Wroclaw to Ro[m]e
Wroclaw, Poland April 12, 2012
The city was deserted. All the college-aged women I came to pick-up were at home visiting their Catholic families, it was Easter.
I take a break in a hipster coffee shop, order an espresso and browse the selection.
Olga was there also, reading a map. Middle-aged and quite appealing. She had shorter hair and sexy reading glasses.
“You’ll have to flip the map, its upside down.”
We agreed to meet later that night, as I had never had pirogis and she wanted to be the first to enjoy them with me.
We met for dinner and drinks. Although it was Winter in Poland, she was wearing a skirt and boots, very business-like appearance. She was recently divorced, and twice my age. Her daughter was 4 years younger than me.
Afterwards, we left the restaurant and found our way into a brew-hall. Here she bought us a round of a bier from Bavaria. She was a CFO of a recognisable beer company in Germany.
She was screaming sexual frustration. She was a C-level exec- she craved to be put in a feminine role. To have a younger man control a flirty and sexual situation was very stimulating for her.
Boyfriend lied about penis size
So I have been dating this guy for a few months. We get along great, and sexual tension has definitely been rising, to boiling over. And we finally got hot and heavy tonight. We had shared explicit photos with each other because let's all be honest, at a certain level size matters, and sigh of relief, he was average. So things were getting heated and my panties are literally soaked I'm so excited to finally suck his cock. He pulls it out and I kid you not, his balls were almost bigger than his dick was. What the fuck!? Why would a grown man [31] send false pics? And yes, they were false because no matter what angle that 3 inches would not look like the fat 6ish incher he sent me. What was I supposed to do that?! And fuck you for putting me in the most awkward position ever! For the record, I'm not bashing small dudes, just ones that LIE.
Update: The Innocent Girl [m/f]
A few months ago I wrote a few stories about a woman I met and dated while I was in grad school:
Making her beg/Making her squirt/Eating her out/Introduing her to anal
My relationship with her had been, quite simply, the most satisfying string of sexual encounters of either of our lives. Sadly a job pulled me to the opposite coast after graduation, and we did what we thought was the mature thing by breaking up.
Fast forward 3 years, to last weekend. I'd recently accepted an offer back in the city where I went to school and have been working my ass off. This past Friday, some buddies and I decide to blow off some steam and head out to a nice leather-sofa, scotch-on-the-rocks bar in my neighborhood, which had become one of our regular spots over the last few months. It was the sort of place a grad student might take a girl he really liked– in fact I'd taken Caitlin there 4 years ago on one of our first dates before we realized that we were much happier drinking a 6-pack and fucking the night away in my apartment.
[M/F] A Dark and Stormy Night
I live in the south-east US, and we are getting drenched in rain and storms. In fact, my living room keeps being lit up by purple-blue flashes of lightning. It reminds me of a night about three years ago, around my 30th birthday…
It was the middle of June and it had been raining all day.
Not long after sunset, it really started raining. Buckets of rain poured down in sheets for hours. The forest in which I live echoed with crash after crash of thunder.
There's something about the power of a thunderstorm that's intensely erotic to me; and my wife knows it. We often make love when the weather turns bad. But tonight she had something a little different in store. Taking me by the hand, she led me to the back door, and threw it open. With a giggle, she bounded out into the night, shouting a "C'mon!" over the downpour.
The rain was like ice as it soaked through my clothes in seconds. Ahead of me, I saw my wife's short, dark-haired form dart into the woods behind our house. I followed quickly, flashes of lightning illuminating my way. She hadn't gone far, leaning against a massive old sycamore.
Amsterdam swingersclub [MMMF]
I've posted a few of my exploits which can be seen in my history. If you read those you will see I have a thing for the swinger lifestyle and in particular three- and moresomes.
I'm still experimenting and although I have a few experiences under my belt I'm nervous about all this and frankly a bit shy still. However, on this night just a few weeks ago I built up the courage to check out a club in Amsterdam called Sameplace.
Sameplace is like a sexy bar. They serve drinks around a big bar area that takes up half of the place. There is a dancing area with poles and soft cushion-like beds. The basement contains a proper sex dungeon with a couple playrooms, sex swings, etc.
I showed up around 10pm on particular Thursday and its full but quiet. Probably nearly 50/50 men and women and all ages represented. A few couples are dancing and one older couple is already playing a bit at the bar. She discreetly has him unzipped and is jerking him off right there at the bar. I relax, I've found my happy place. :)
Met a girl on the street. Her first and only boyfriend of 1.5 years was on the phone with her as we fucked.
My night just went from a casual attempt at getting laid to researching extradition laws of Hong Kong.
Way comes over. I met her outside of my gym earlier in the week – walked up to her and said, “Excuse me, but I just want to tell you that I think you’re cute as hell. My name’s xyz.” And she was into it.
First date. She’s sitting next to me in a dimly lit bar drinking a mohito while I sip my old fashioned. She reveals she has a boyfriend of 2 years. It’s her first and only. But it’s not going well because he’s not driven enough. Challenge accepted.
Second date. My place. We look at some Calvin and Hobbes before migrating over to my bed to watch Good Will Hunting since she’s never seen it before. I slowly escalate from laying next to her to sitting on top of her giving her a massage. My fingers find their way around her panties. Inside. She’s moaning, into it. Suddenly, “stop, I shouldn’t”. I stop and say, “Feels good though” with a smirk. She giggles. We cuddle and finish the movie.
Honestly I’m shocked it took this long for your girlfriend to cheat on you. [M/F]
Last weekend my good buddy had a going away party at his house and invited a ton of people, most of which attended. Among those at the party was some guy he had worked with who brought along his girlfriend. They had been arguing well before coming to the party and as the night progressed things only got worse between them. At some point their argument came to a head and the guy ended up going home, leaving his girlfriend behind at the party.
I noticed she was sitting alone in the kitchen so I approached her and we wound up talking for the rest of the night. It was getting late so I offered to drop her off at her place since she obviously didn't have a ride but come to find out she didn't exactly have a place for me to drop her to. She explained that she lives with the guy she came with and he had already made it perfectly clear that he locked her out and to not even bother trying to get in. I could tell she was really distraught over everything so I just blatantly offered that she was more then welcome to crash on the couch at my place until the morning when things could be sorted out. I was sure that she would decline my offer but to my surprise she actually took me up on it.
She Was My First [F][F]
Read The Complete Blog Entry http://www.thekinkykingdom.com/not-your-strictly-dickly-girl/
Anyone who knows me, knows – I’m not a strictly dickly kinda girl. Yes, I’m bi sexual and love the best of bother worlds. Why settle for half the population when you can have it all. Two girls playing naughty together is always better than playing alone, I always thought. My friend Sara was visiting for the week to attend a conference in Philadelphia. We’ve known each other since college, we were roommates. I hadn’t seen Sara since her recent break up with her long-term boyfriend, Arty. We needed some girl time to reminisce and catch up.
Sure, Sara and I hooked up while we were in college. Many times actually – lots of pussy licking and strap on play. I loved how she licked my pussy and she loved how I fucked her with my strap on. Sometimes we would play alone or have a surprise threesome with whom ever we brought home. Our threesome were a sizzling hot adventure we could never forget. Her smothering the guy, while I pegged him with my strap on. It all started out as drunken dare and turned into something so much more. Who would have ever expected what would happen when Eric said “I dare you to kiss Sara.” Our weakness, a simple kiss turned into the typical college-period exploration between close friends. We were the first bi sexual, girl on girl, experience for each other and enjoyed the endless girl on girl fun.