(Bachelorette) Party Time [MF]

My phone rings at around 5:00, Dani is calling me. It had been a while since we last spoke and I wasn’t about to answer it now. She was married and had been going through some difficulties with her husband for a few years. I was not eager to get in the middle of anything there. I had a lot of fun with her in the past, but that all seemed behind us now as I thought everything was improving in her relationship. It was the summer in between my sophomore and junior years in college so I was preparing for my normal Saturday night out with some buddies.

I feel my phone buzz again. This time it’s a text from Dani. “Hey, please call me ASAP, I need your help with something,” she wrote. That would have been hard to ignore. What could she have possibly needed from me? Deep in my mind I felt like it could have been something dire, so I called her back.

“Hey, what are you doing tonight,” she asked. “I need a huge favor.”

“No real plans, just hanging out with some buddies, having a few drinks.” Read more »

How engineering got me laid [MF]

This all started a couple of months ago, in my first year on an engineering course at a UK university. I was struggling with understanding part of thermodynamics so decided to hang back after one of my lectures to ask the professor for some help. She told me she was offering extra tuition at her house on Sunday afternoons and handed me a piece of paper with an address on it. I wasn’t really happy about giving up part of my weekend but I needed the help. Read more »

Cleansing [f] [nc] [reluc] [bd] [drugs] [huml] [anal]

The last thing you remember is drinking at the bar. It was Friday night, you had four days until you had to go back to work and you were determined to celebrate. You were overdue for a girl’s night out anyway. You knew you had been drinking way too hard, so you had called for a ride home. That was the last thing you could recall, and you weren’t sure if you had ever made it to that ride.

 

Your head was incredibly foggy. Just opening your eyes was a monumental effort. You seemed to be laying down, but you had no idea where you were or how you had gotten there. You tried to move, but your body didn’t respond.

 

If you focused, you were able to open your eyes and look around but you didn’t seem to be able to raise your head. Your eyes and tongue seemed to be working but everything lower than that was numb. You would have been terrified, but you couldn’t really form coherent thoughts.

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[MF] Getting her out of her shell

During my single days, I met a girl that was cute, really quiet, but was easy to get into bed.

We had met on pub crawl, and she was my kryptonite: a red head. She was barely 5’0″, had great tits, and was just chubby enough to be self-conscientious about it. For date #2 I suggested a movie at her place, and brought the DVD (this was before netflix).

Since we made-out on the night we met, things progressed pretty quickly. I was a sucker for a sure thing, so we ended-up seeing each other a few times a week for the next couple of months.

The sex wasn’t great, but regular sex is still good. Often it would be some hand stuff, I would go down on her, then missionary, and sometimes she would ride me cowgirl. The freakiest thing about her was that she always insisted I finish inside her.

She wore the birth control patch, and said that feeling a man fill her with his cum made her feel like a woman. Whatever, I dumped in her every time. Read more »

Do[M]inating my queer, married [F]riend

“Oh, god… Fuck…” Ellen moaned as I slid into her, her legs wrapped tight around my waist. She was soaking wet and her pussy felt like heaven as I sank into her. “So this is what a real cock feels like… Thank you, Daddy…”

I held her petite ass in both hands, slid myself out a few inches, and then drove back into her warm depths.

Let me back up.

I’m a graduate student at a major university on the east coast. A few years into my program of study, I reconnected with two old acquaintances from undergraduate, Sophie and Ellen. Ellen was in town for law school, and the two had recently married.

A few things had changed. Or, rather, one big thing: Sophie was now Sam. Sam and Ellen had grown up in the same small Minnesota town and enjoyed a relationship which they usually described as approaching being sisters, though at some point in their adolescence, it turned sexual and romantic.

Eventually, Sam came out as trans, changed his name, and began the medical transition process. I was surprised, but happy for them, as they gave me the five minute run down of everything that had happened since college. Sam had always had a tomboy side, so in retrospect, it made sense. Read more »

[MF] Seduced in my car

This is taken from one of my favorite r/gonewildstories but, just for my own enjoyment (and hopefully yours too), I changed the ending to make it steamier. You can read the original at the bottom.

There was a day unlike any other near the end of my senior year in high school.

I’d gotten out earlier in the week for grades so I didn’t have to go anymore and the only day I had left that even remotely related to school was going to graduation a few months ahead. So, as you can imagine, I was pretty happy to be sleeping in finally. Except, this particular morning I woke up to my phone ringing. I rolled over and grabbed it to see I was getting a call from Mara.

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Catch [MF] [voyeur] [exhibitionism] [public tease]

“Your attention please. We’re sorry to announce that flight 1418 will be further delayed by 4 hours due to rain and heavy fog. We apologize for the inconvenience.”

You mutter “Shit”, and look at around for the nearest concession where you can get a stiff drink, ” ‘Landing Lounge’ it is…”, striding and pulling your carry on.

You settle in at the bar, catching the bartender’s eye, “Sapphire martini, three olives.” A rustle at your elbow, and a male voice, “Same here, and both on my tab.”

You turn, about to assert your independence, and are stopped by my wry crooked smile. “Please let me get this; because I’m going to trust you to watch my bag and coat for 5 minutes while I find a bathroom!” Smiling, you nod.

I head out and you wait. In a surprisingly short time until two large martinis materialize. You take a long pull, eyes half closed, feeling the cocktail slide down your throat, ice cold and soothing. You glance at the jacket tossed over my seat and can’t resist a peek at the label, eyebrows going up as you recognize a Savile Row tailor. Read more »

Disposable Pajamas [F] [nc] [anal] [Fsub] [huml]

You’ve known for a long time that you have a rape fetish. You felt guilty at first, but just the thought of being helpless and used like that is enough to make your clit throb achingly. So, when you found the online rape fetish forum it was a huge relief. There were others out there who felt the same way you did. Even more interestingly, some of the users were setting up rape experiences. Just agree on a place and time, leave your door unlocked at night, and an anonymous rapist would show up to make your darkest fantasies come true.

 

The voice in your head tried to tell you it was a bad idea, but it wasn’t nearly as demanding as the voice between your legs. Besides, the whole thing seemed pretty safe, like a healthy way of exploring your kink. Lots of women were posting positive experiences, and you could even chat with a few different potential rapists before picking the lucky winner. You knew there were risks, but you were on birth control and felt like as long as you were careful then nothing bad would happen.

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[MFM] Sharing my first girlfriend

I’ve posted one story about public sex with my ex Beth, back in the still-swinging ’70s. Probably three more stories to follow about Beth, starting with this one.

At New Year’s on the year we started dating, Beth was living with her first serious boyfriend. She soon dumped him and went through a series of 3-4 guys over the next five months or so. (I heard those stories later!)

At the time we got together, she was officially in a long-distance relationship with a friend of mine, a grad student at the university where we were all students. Unfortunately for poor Steve, he was working on a summer job in a far northern location from mid-May to the end of August. The only form of communication back then was letter mail, picked up and delivered by float plane once a week. Beth relieved me of my burdensome virginity in late June, and we spent the next two months in a heated sexual frenzy, interrupted only by work and classes. Every week, she would get Steve’s flowery declarations of love and passion in the mail. These she did not share, but I gathered from the blushes on her face as she read each letter that his vivid writing did get her heated up, (not that this required much). She never responded to him, but as the weeks went by, she did get increasingly nervous. I was the guy she really wanted, but she was unable to break the news to Steve by mail. Read more »

He bought us a present [FM]

This is from several years ago, back when I was 19, and I’d been seeing a guy from work for a while, who was what to me at the time was the very mature age of 34. I was still a little shocked with myself for this, having only had one serious teenage relationship, and now here I was being almost-but-not-really taken advantage of by this very confident, very forward, much more sexually experienced grown man. In hindsight it was probably just what I needed at the time, having got out of a relationship where I pretty much got my heart broken, but never having felt able to open up sexually like I wanted to inside.

It was debatable whether I could really call this man my boyfriend: things were more casual than that and he didn’t seem interested in pursuing anything seriously romantic, a situation I found myself not exactly minding, just hoping instead that we could enjoy ourselves, not get hurt, and for the time we were ‘together’ keep going along this voyage of exploration and opening up and feeling a lot more confident about myself sexually. I wrote a story before about how we got together and it seemed to go down well https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5h5in0/inexperienced_teenage_fling_with_an_older_guy_fm/ and this is something of a follow-up. I didn’t give his name in the last story but for this one I am going to call him Tom. Read more »