Good sa[m]aritan, helping the secretary [f]ile.

Im a Warehouse Supervisor for a start up (kind of?) corporation. I have been there for about four years and in general, I think I am pretty well-received. I have made lots of friends and gained several raises since I started.

I had a good friend in payroll, her name is Kim. I knew her prior to this job and I am good friends with her boyfriend. We'd often smoke weed together or go get lunch. She would always fill me in on the rumors and gossip and general happenings at work.

One day she spilled the beans on our secretary, Shobna. Shobna is in her mid thirties and recently divorced. Kim filled me in on Shobna's husband, how they basically have had a dead bedroom and married out of convenience since they had children.

Apparently, Shobna confided to Kim about her recent sexual conquests and hooked up with two guys within the same night. A friend's party and then a bar. Two thoughts came to my head, 1) did she use protection? and 2) how can this happen to me?

My first time [m/m]

This is the true story of my first guy sex experience, an anonymous encounter at an adult bookstore. I'm NOT gay, btw…. :)

I attended a large midwestern university in the 80s. In town there was an adult bookstore which I and the guys in my fraternity would go to occasionally. We'd pile into a couple of cars and a dozen or so of us would go there for a laugh. They had probably 12 or 15 booths there, kind of arranged in a circle around a central area. They weren't that big but 4 or 5 of us would stuff ourselves into a booth and have a good laugh watching the videos.

I would also go by myself sometimes. I'd usually go during the day since the place was always deserted and it was less likely I'd see somebody I knew. These trips were not for a laugh, but so I could jerk off in the booths. I went as often as I could because I really got off on it. The booths sometimes smelled like come and I liked thinking about other guys jerking off in the booths before I got there. In fact, I'd seek out the booths in which I could either see or smell fresh come on the floor or wall. The booths all had paper towel dispensers and small waste cans in them, but usually the customers wouldn't clean up their come. If it was on the wall or the screen, I'd run my finger through the goo and touch it to my lips. A couple of times it was still warm and I knew it was fresh, and I'd lick some off.

“My best friend who is straight just made me cum.” That’s interesting I thought to myself [f/f] Part Two

If you haven’t read part one read it here http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3bcwh8/my_best_friend_who_is_straight_just_made_me_cum/

Sorry for being a tease! And here we go

As Chloe went to her room I went into the bathroom and gave myself a pep talk in the mirror. I’m confident in my vagina pleasuring abilities but I was still nervous as fuck. I took a deep breath and put my game face on.

I walked into the bedroom and there was Chloe standing just as I had instructed her to. “You are stunning Chloe” I told her breathing her in. “It’s taking everything I have right now not to put my hands all over you.” Seeming to come out of the trance I had her in she rushed out the words “No, No that’s good you should do that.” I lifted my finger to her lips “ Shhh there will be plenty of that but 1st I’m going to tell you exactly what I’m going to do to you.” “You see,” bringing my forehead to hers so that our lips were so close that when I made certain sounds they would touch, “the real trick to foreplay is the moment before you kiss for that first time.” Moving up to her ear I ask her “I’m going to tell you now how I’m going to make you cum first.” She sighs deeply “Yes “

Mixing pleasure and business [m/m]

This is the sequel to http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/1zclih/mixing_business_and_pleasure_mm/

tl;dr – I met someone at a business conference in another state and we found out that we were both curious about other guys, so we blew each other in my hotel room (as one does, I suppose).

After we both came into each other's mouths that night, we didn't end up doing anything else (yes I know I hinted at it at the end of the first story), as we were both quite spent and I had to leave the next morning on an early flight. We parted with a nice long kiss and made a promise to catch up again when I was back in town. This was six months ago.

As it so happened, work sent me back for another conference, but this time my one night stand (let's call him Jacob) wasn't required to attend this time. We exchanged numbers after our encounter last time, and so the week before I sent him a text to let him know I would be back. The reply was quick from Jacob – he still thought about that night, thanks to my 'amazing cock-sucking skills' (yay!), and that he would meet me after the conference to have 'dinner and more ;)'

When are we all going to learn to just start trying to fuck these people when we first figure out that we want to fuck these people? (MF, 19)

Scroll down to SEXY TIMES if that’s your bag

Romi

So apologies up front, because this is another “finally banged my high school crush years later” tale. I suppose there’s a reason this sub is littered with so many stories that fit this bill…mainly because it is fucking AWESOME to bang your high school crush years later. High school wasn’t that bad for me but in retrospect it still blew. The amount of time and frustration I spent worrying about bullshit was inordinate, and I consider myself to have been a relatively well-adjusted and sexually successful high school kid. These after-the-fact conquests are always going to be highlights of the spank bank for anyone who has the luck to pull them off.

So I grew up in the country and went to a smallish high school, with a graduating class of about 120 kids. Most of us had known each other since pre-school, but there were always a few new kids every year. Usually this was as a result of faculty turnover at the small college in my hometown. These interlopers would come in over the summer months and when school started in the fall they’d have to go through all of the pains of being a new kid in an insular little shithole town.

My first date with Danny

A couple of weeks ago I typed up an encounter with my then ex-boyfriend, Danny, and published it as "A Very Satisfying Evening". Looking back on it and comparing it with other posts here it seems hurried and bereft of detail. I want to now write up my first date with Danny. It's still fresh in my memory, even though it was many years ago.

First, let me take a moment to describe myself and Danny. My name is Marcy, I'm 5'4", about 125 lbs, light brown shoulder length hair, green eyes, and wear a 34D bra. Danny is 6'2", about 200 lbs, dark brown hair and eyes. Danny isn't especially muscular, but he does play tennis and likes to keep fit.

I first met Danny when we were both living in the same apartment complex in California. There was a Jacuzzi spa in the pool area that, besides being a nice place to relax at the end of a tough day, attracted singles of both sexes. One evening Danny and I started talking in the spa, and we just kept talking for a couple of hours. He was very charming, asked all sorts of questions about me, and had very sexy bedroom eyes. As we were parting he asked if I would like to join him for a game of tennis on Thursday. While that is a work night, I still thought it might be fun, and we made it a date.

“My best friend who is straight just made me cum.” That’s interesting I thought to myself [f/f]

-Holy wall of text batman. I added a **** if you want to skip forward to the sexy times. There is some backstory here and those are the type of stories I enjoy reading so I wrote mine that way. The jist of it my best friend since high school, whom I came out too, who had been in the straight girl box got very forward on her 21st birthday….

Edited cause I can't spell for shit

I've known I was a lesbian since I saw Lindsey Lohan in Mean Girs for the first time. I mindless uttered "wow she's hot." The group of friends I was with joined in with "Yeah she's so pretty, oh my gosh I love that top etc.." I realized I meant hot not in an envious way, but in a holy I want to play with her tits and make her cum kinda way. (Probs more pg13 though in real time because I was in 7th grade)

Worst prostitute ever! Part III [m/f]

Oral sex can at times be a fairly complicated process, whether it’s a man or woman you’re performing it on. It’s made harder if you were in a situation like I was, where I had a large butt plug sitting rather uncomfortably inside me.

As a prostitute there are a few key points to consider when you’ve got a client’s cock in your mouth. The key one is when to put the condom on him. It was entirely up to me when to put the condom on during oral sex. With my first few clients, I’d always put it on immediately but then quickly discovered that caused all sorts of problems. It was hard to get guys to cum, they’d lose their erection and decide they wanted to fuck you vaginally or anally instead. It was easier just to leave the condom off and either put it on towards the end, or let them finish by masturbating and ejaculating onto me.

The second point was whether to let a guy put his hands on your head to guide you. With some men (not just clients) this could be seen as an invitation to try and jam their cock down my throat. However by letting him guide me, they often ended up finishing a lot faster, and provided I kept both hands on the base of his cock I could usually stop men from getting carried away.

My first time (f/m) (story gets juicy by the 8th paragraph)

I was 16(F) and just got over something sad. I tried to hook up with a guy for the first time with no success. Me and another guy (Justin) were horny teenagers, but we were just kind of friends because we had mutual friends.

I knew Justin was sexually experienced, he was a bit of a chunky guy (god damn, that was and still is my weakness). He was a really sweet guy who I was fortunate to have been friends with. I texted him asking for weed (it was my thing when I was sad), he didn't have any, so he seemed useless. But he kept trying to reach out to me, so I did the same, harmless flirting, no big deal.

Justin knew I was trying to hook up with his friend (David), but he wasn't emotionally attached, so he didn't care.

I half-jokingly texted David asking for a threesome, he was a nervous goody two-shoes, so he wasn't ecstatic.

David texts me back, "Did you tell Justin about wanting a threesome?"

"Yeah," I replied, feeling embarrassed.

"Lol he told me 'YOU BETTER HAVE THAT THREESOME AND YOU BETTER HAVE IT FOR ME' "

All night play with a guy I [F] met at a friend’s party

Skip down to the sixth paragraph for the good stuff ;)

I was recently at a birthday party for a friend at a local bar. It was a huge group of people, but I didn't actually know many of them, just the friend whose birthday it was, Sean, another friend who I came with, Alissa, and a guy who had I had gone out on a date with, but who I had not seen since, Chris. It was a weeknight, so I really only intended on having one beer and heading home since I had to be up for work at 6:30 the next morning. Before, I knew it, however, I was three beers in and about to start on some shots.

I spent most of the night chatting with a girl I met there, Jess, and watching Chris furtively stealing glances at me while talking to some other guy I didn't know. At around midnight, people started heading home, as the party had already been going quite a while. Alissa had a huge crush on the Sean though, and he was inviting whoever wanted to keep drinking back to his place, and she wanted to go. Being a good friend, I said I'd go with her. The group ended up being me, and the people I have named so far, plus the guy Chris was talking to, who I later learned was named Christian.