All right fellas, here you go. I’ve been browsing this forum for some time now but this is my first time posting. I figured this would be a safe place to share stuff.
I wanted to share an experience that my girl and I had. I won’t use real names for obvious reasons. Her name was Avery. I’m 24 and she’s 20. We’ve been dating for almost 2 years now. I was born in Turkey but her family immigrated here from canada when she was really young. Her family is super cool and chill and open minded and had no issues with their daughter dating a Turkish guy.
Anyways, when this took place we had been dating for about 6 months and were very much in love. Summer was coming to an end and me and my buddies had planned to go to the cottage for a weekend. Ava was always super cool about me hanging out with my friends. She let me have my space and that’s one of the things I love about her. She was about to start another year of school and had spent much of her summer working and saving up money for tuition. I felt bad about leaving her by herself for the last week of summer but didn’t want to miss out on the cottage myself, so decided to bring her along. My friends were good with this as they really liked her too.
I guess I should tell you what she looks like too. She’s a tiny girl, about 5 feet tall, but also not a twig. She’s got curves in all the right places. She has blonde hair and a nose piercing. She was also the first non-Turkish girl I ever dated and even though I’ve had both good and bad relationships in the past, Ava was different. Maybe because she came from another culture, but there was something really special about her.
The four of us got to the cottage. Things started off pretty casual. But at night they got a bit wild. She had just showered and came out wearing one of my t-shirts only, without pants or shorts. We all had quite a lot to drink, especially her. We started a version of truth and dare and which eventually got to a point where one of my boys asked her if she was wearing panties. She said yes and the other friend asked what colour. She said she would show us if I allowed it. I was too drunk and stupid to know any better so I told her to go ahead. She turned around and lifted her shirt to reveal to us her perfect ass covered in a bright pink thong. I pulled her towards me and slapped her ass in front of everyone.
Then she was asked what colour her bra was. She said she wasn’t wearing one and we asked for proof. So she lifted her shirt and threw it to the side and showed us her perfect tits. I pulled Ava towards me again and got her to sit on my lap completed naked except for her pink thong. Then things took on a life of their own. Before I knew it, my friends had their hands all over her body, pulled on her tits and grabbing her pussy as she lay on me with her eyes closed and smiling as she felt everyone’s touch.
I gotta say, I never thought I would enjoy something like this, but couldn’t resist how hot this was. I let things unfold and in a matter of minutes Ava was on her knees sucking me off while giving hand jobs to my friends. She made her way around to all of us eventually, sucking on our cocks while looking up at us with her big beautiful eyes. All three of us took turns on her that night, fucking her pussy and mouth. We didn’t end up doing anal (she wasn’t prepared for it) but she ended up taking us in her mouth and her pussy at once. Drunk and out of our minds, we all fell asleep in the den area.
When I woke up in the morning, I was by myself. I looked around and Ava and my friends were nowhere to be found. I got up to take a piss and heard her moaning from one of the rooms. The door was slightly open. I peeked inside and saw Ava getting railed by my buddies. She looked so fucking hot. My cock instantly got hard as I saw the love of my life in pure joy and pleasure.
Before all of this happened, Ava loved hanging out with my friends. She got to know all of them very closely and they all loved her. When I think back on the whole situation, I realized that Ava always (and I mean literally always) wore super short skirts around my boys. She purposely went out of her way to dress amazingly well. This wasn’t always the case when it was just her and me. In fact, she would often opt for jeans and sometimes wear a longer dress close to her knees in length.
But around my friends she was different. She wore super short skirts that barely covered her ass. She wore sexy thongs under her skirt. She hardly ever wore a bra. And when she did, she would wear a push up bra to make her tits pop. Ava would hug my boys every time she saw them and occasionally give a peck on the cheek. One time I walked in on her sitting beside one of my friends super close and his hands were on her bare leg. He quickly moved it when I entered the room.
I didn’t think much of this at first, but thinking about it now I feel like she always craved this and didn’t want to admit it. I asked her about this and she said that it wasn’t true. She just likes looking pretty. But I’m not buying it. I think deep down she always wanted this and never admitted it. I’m wondering if she fucked any of my buddies before all this happened. Again, she denies it. But who knows.
I find the whole situation super hot. Being with such an open minded chick who loves sex as much as her is amazing. There are so many more adventures to share about Ava and I can’t wait to tell y’all about them.
What do you all think? Did Ava WANT this time? Why did she always dress so slutty exclusively around them? Did she ever hook up with any of my boys before our cottage trip?
That was not the last time this happened. This unlocked something in our relationship and we had plenty more exciting adventures after this. If y’all enjoyed this, let me know. Happy to share more if you’re interested.
Category: gonewildstories
Bound & Determined: Part One [MF] [D/s]
“Are you ready, bunny?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good.”
The scene: You are strapped to a rocking chair; legs pulled back, knees pointing towards your shoulders, calves and feet pointing off to the sides; arms up above your head, wrists bound together and secured with the same rope that is holding the legs back – relax the legs, it pulls the arms; relax the arms, it pulls the legs. You are left naked and fully exposed, wearing nothing but the ropes that secure you, a blindfold, and a collar. The chair gently rocks back and forth as you squirm slightly in anticipation and to find the most comfortable spot.
wanted to surprise my bf with a free use day, but he didn’t come home alone [MMF]
(this is my first story on here so be kind :D)
For my boyfriend Tyler’s birthday, I decided to surprise him by giving him a day of free use. Knowing he would be home from work soon, I got completely naked except for a sheer red bra and a red lace thong that I know he loves. I bent myself over the arm of the couch in our apartment, grinding my clit against the leather to get myself wet for him.
When I heard the door open, I tried to concentrate on playing Elden Ring (I’m trying a ranged build for the first time!), as if I wasn’t completely fucking soaked and dripping at the idea of him doing whatever he wanted to me. But when he walked into our living room, I heard him come up short.
And then… I heard another set of footsteps behind him.
Oh fuck.
I dropped the controller and was just about to turn around when a strong hand held me down against the couch. He pressed himself up against me and I could feel his rock hard cock straining against his slacks. The fabric was rough against my skin, and because of the angle it rubbed just below my clit.
Do you remember the first time you waited at home while your wife was on a date with another man? Read my recollections and share your experiences in the comments. [MF]
Do you remember the first time you waited at home while your wife was on a date with another man? [MF]
For you husbands whose wives have dated and played leaving you at home waiting: Can you recall what it was like the first time your wife went out on a date without you? Do you remember all those intense, tumultuous and often conflicting feelings, the flood of thoughts, the pangs of anxiety when the heavy truth hit: that your wife would be sharing her body with a lover in total privacy, while you were left home with just your thoughts?
I know you can, because that night is deeply etched into your mind like engraving on a granite plaque. I am sure you can relate to my recollections of the first time my wife Lynn went on a date without me and spent the night with another man at his place.Read my recollections and comment, and p\[lase do share your experiences here!
[FM] I was set up with a pro athlete. I wore his jersey while we had sex on our first date.
**Background**
It was the middle of December. It’s one of those times at work when most of the day consists of talking about foods/parties/gifts. No one wanted to work, however, we were all stuck at work. This particular day was going to be a lot of fun. We were hosting a holiday toy drive for families and a few different athletes from various pro teams were coming down to lend their support and pose for pictures.
I didn’t know many of these athletes except one, C (~~name and sport details removed~~). During the season, he had a condo a few floors above mine. His teammate was originally scheduled to appear but had some last minute scheduling conflict. C was a replacement but a much bigger celebrity draw.
Tall (> 6’2″), dark hair, ice blue eyes, HANDSOME. You could see why he was popular…especially with all the women at this toy drive today. Married women were even sliding their number into his pocket and grabbing his butt (and sometimes more) before they said goodbye. Who can blame them? He had a great smile and he was amazing with the children. Kids looked at him like a superhero, and he made sure to live up to that title.
My friend tells me about her first sexual experience. Not what I expected [Les] [Ff] [seduction] [kissing] [groping] [oral] [fingering]
This is a true story as told to me by a young woman who eventually became my girlfriend for a few years. Her name and the other character’s name are fictitious. I changed some details to disguise where this happened. The person I call Mira is still alive and hopefully living a happy life. The dialog is from my memory of the story she told me more than 40 years ago. I did my best with it.
In early 1978 I started dating Mira a 31 year old woman who lived in Washington, D.C. She was born and raised in the Deep South. Mira was a tall drink of water standing six feet tall. She had beautiful blue eyes, honey blond hair, medium to small breasts with pert nipples. She had a very athletic build – wide shoulders, small waist and a small, tight muscular ass on top of a the best legs of any woman I have known. Mira was very smart, funny and successful at work. She had graduated with honors from an expensive Eastern all-girls school.
[MF] Fucking my friend on vacation.
please excuse any formatting, spelling and grammatical errors. I’m typing this on my phone.
Severals years ago my friend group and I decided to take a trip to the mountains. This was a big deal for us as broke ass college kids we didn’t have a whole lot of money. So we all saved up as much as we could and finally had enough for an Airbnb.
Our friend group consisted of John, Rachel, Jennifer and myself. We’ve all been friends since elementary school and stayed friends all the way through this very day. At the time of the story Jennifer was about 5’2” tall and 105 pounds soaking wet holding a brick. She had jet black hair, pale skin and looked like your typical scene or emo girl. She had perky little b cups that she liked to try and put on display with push up bras and low cut tops. In spite of being so skinny she had a wonderful ass. It was firm and her hips were wide for her frame.
I hooked up with the dad at a birthday party [FM]
When I was nineteen, I was asked to take my little sister to a birthday party. It was the middle of summer, and my parents didn’t have time, so it got dropped on me. I was grumpy about it, but my parents have always let me live at home rent-free, so I’ve never really pushed back when they ask me to do things like this unless I need to.
So, the day of the party comes along and I put on a nice sundress to make myself feel better. This dress wasn’t slutty by any means. That said, I had been railed in it a couple of times so it was attention grabbing. I figured I’d flirt with the dads a little bit to keep myself amused throughout the day, get a little bit of harmless attention, and it would make up for the fact that I spent a boring day making sure kids didn’t fall into a pool and drown. I described myself as thicker in my other posts. I was a bit slimmer at the time here, much closer to an hourglass. God, I’m only 23 now but I already miss the body I had 4 years ago.
[M] Solo Action in Bed
My right hand is frantically rubbing my erect shaft, with precum at its tip, as I lie on my back totally naked on the mattress, at a place on the sheet uncovered by the blankets, at the same time as I start to grimace.
I stop to move my lower hand to press down on the bottom of said shaft- while I place my right hand on top. From this, my cock is no longer protruding outward from me but now flat on my torso with its tip on my lower abdomen. The hands begin rubbing the area on which they are placed. Subsequently, the grimace on my countenance transforms into the act of my mouth becoming agape- all the while I let off a sigh.
The two-hand action on my shaft accelerates until they match the same rate as the initial lone right hand.
I bend my head backwards- with my face again moving from the straight expression to the O-face, and then I look back up at my cock- its veins visible. I repeat the pattern of leaning my head back with my mouth wide open, and this pattern becomes evermore frequent as the cock-rubbing continues unceasingly.
I [M]ight have cuckolded my friend
This happened a few years back. My wife and I would go boating and swimming at a lake with another couple that we were close friends with. The other husband Ben thought he had a big dick, and he was always making facetious suggestive comments about it, kind of those “that’s what she said” type of innuendos.
One time we were at the lake during the day with plans to go out afterward. The marina had locker rooms, so we all planned to use the facilities to shower and change into fresh clothes for the evening. Ben and I headed off to the men’s whilst the wives headed off to the women’s. When Ben and I went into the locker room, there were two other guys in there changing. We put our stuff down near each other, chatting about football or whatever. Ben stripped down and headed off to a shower stall. I followed just a minute later. I showered quickly, wrapped my towel around my waist and went back to the lockers. Ben took a minute or two longer in his shower and then came walking back over, no towel, just flopping around for the 10 metres walk over to our lockers.