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Jackamo [MF] [guess my name] [pussy juice] [multiple orgasms]
“It’s a good thing we get along so great in bed,” I said, “Because I don’t think we could ever actually share a meal together.”
She agreed. While my cooking skills had warmed the hearts of many, she would not thaw for anything other than deli turkey, like a child. Like her child. Turkey was the one food I generally refuse to eat. But she was the first date I had in over a year who actually contributed weed of her own, and the only girl I knew who had no problem dealing with the snow, thanks to her jeep with a Rudolph head strapped on to the front. She was an awkward, silly girl who always found it funny when I told her I thought she was tough and sexy.
We got stoned and made out, listening to music as she sat on my lap. We sang along to “Iko Iko,” which I only knew from Warren Zevon’s failed debut album, and she only knew from her daughter’s children songs.
*My grandma and your grandma were sittin by the fire.*
*My grandma told your grandma, I’m gonna set your flag on fire.*
[FM] Did I just fuck my cousin?
After my coworker bailed on us, my friend William and I went to dinner as planned. He and I were both in the city for work that week. Being from the same small town, we had been friends since we were in our early twenties. The catch is we have always known we were distant cousins, so we stayed “just friends” because of that. It worked out to be a fun friendship because he wouldn’t filter his stories of his latest hook ups and I confided in him about my own personal endeavors. I got the honest male opinion and he the female. Win/win.
That night we had dinner and a good bit of wine. We talked for hours. At the end of the evening he was driving me back to my hotel and I knew he still had a 40 minute drive ahead of him back to his apartment in the city. I offered or insisted he stay with me because he drank too much to drive that far. It wasn’t safe. He finally agreed and I can honestly say there were no intentions present on either side at this point.
[TM] Curiosity killed her manhood (no, that’s not a typo) ?
Curiosity killed her manhood…. The story about the day I sucked my first dick, realized I was a girl, and came out as a transsexual. I dug this out of my diary for you guys. Enjoy!! <3
Growing up I was always sensitive about how feminine I was. I was in denial about how severe my femininity was. I couldn’t help it, I was just very sensitive, very intune with my emotions, very “limp wristed” with a gentle nature, receptive, and I liked girly things (as much as I tried really hard to like boy things). Hell, I even had a feminine frame with long hair, wide hips and an hourglass figure, and this was years before I started hormones, before I even knew I was trans, this was when I was a boy. I even got put in the girl’s group in gym class once or twice, and I sat with the girls during lunch in high school, because we were so much alike. But that was all in my head really, I was just as much a guy as the rest of the guys. But one day my brother made fun of me for the thousandth time, and I had enough. I told him I was just as manly as he was, but he just looked at me and laughed. He said he would go to the mall and pick an outfit, and if I could wear it and jog around city park without a single guy hitting on me then he’d never make fun of me again. I’m never one to turn down a challenge, especially if it would get him off my back, so I happily agreed.
[Group] An incredible start to Easter Sunday (walk of shame included)
I’d met this nice lady, B, at a BDSM event in London a few weeks before and we even played at the event once, where I spanked her hard until she was dripping juices down her thighs.
B is married, in an open marriage. And the day before Easter Sunday, she was having a party with several friends over and invited me as well. She did warn me that there will be hard drugs (I don’t do drugs), and anyway, I was there to enjoy a good old houseparty. Plus B said her friend L really liked me, so I figure if nothing I’ll at least get a phone number.
Hooo boy was I wrong.
L was flirting with me and another guy all night, dancing close, squeezing cock whenever she felt like it, as if teasing and testing me at the same time. I didn’t think much of it, and when L started making out with another guy, I went to one of the guest bedrooms to lie down — and met C.
C is voluptuous, amazing curves, bisexual, and seemed like a fun person, and here she was, also lying on the bed. We were chitchatting for a while before B burst into the room saying “Why aren’t you two fucking yet?”
[mm] [oral] Team Piss [watersports]
Some exposition before the story begins. With this story, I’m trying to get more into actual storytelling rather than just the piss stuff itself. And the plot of this story may be lost along a lot of you if you don’t know the game that’s the center of everything. If you just want the piss and to go from there, control-F and search ‘bottle’ and start there. I hope you all enjoy this story. :)
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Team Piss
“Tracer is behind us! Get her! She’s discorded!” I say. My five friends and I are at Tristan’s house. We all brought our Gaming Laptops and we’re all set up in Tristan’s basement/gameroom (it really belongs to everyone in his family, but since his older brother moved out and got married a few years ago, it’s pretty much his because his parents only come down here to watch a movie or so on the huge tele) playing Overwatch – specifically competitive mode.
We’ve been on a huge win streak for the last 4 hours, and we literally went from Bronze ranking to Gold in this session. We’re fucking unstoppable…except for our bladders.
[MF] First time I ate her pussy.
The night before easter. We were having a hot sex session. She worn the blue thong that she knows I love so much so I was fucking her doggy style while she was still wearing it. I flipped her over and took them off. I started kissing all over her tits, her shoulders, her belly, and I even flipped her back over and kissed all over her back. I got to her thighs and kissed all over them, put her back on her back, and continued inside her thighs. Normally she pulls me away since she never was comfortable with the idea of receiving oral. This time however was different. She was slowly pushing me closer to the goods. I was hesitant to go all the way since she’s always been against it, but god knows I really wanted to go all the way down. I stayed in her pubes for a bit (I LOVE her bush). I went back and forth between there and her belly for about 10 minutes. Then finally I went all the way down and gave her pussy a kiss. No tongue. No open mouth. Just lips against lips through a small peck. The moan she made had me instantly realize I had to do more. Now going between her thighs, pussy, pubes, and belly I was kissing all over and started lightly licking the inside of her thighs right next to her pussy. It was absolutely fantastic and she was going wild for it. Then I finally licked her clit. And she was out of control. I was gently holding her down while going to town on her. I didn’t go for very long before I started fucking her again, but those few minutes were damn amazing and I can’t wait to do it again. I didn’t want to stay too long down there since she never verbally said it’s okay, and I thought it would be better to talk more about it later. We did and she confirmed to me that she enjoyed it so I’m definitely doing it again the next time we see each other.
Cuckolded by my son’s coach, part 3 [cuckold][mmf]
Excerpt from my latest, which is out now [here](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B071Y3XXZN)
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“Fuck, you look good,” I said to her as I watched her pull her dress up.
“Think he’ll like it?” My wife asked me, a little nervously.
“Yes,” I said emphatically… feeling a little bit humiliated that I was giving my wife advice on the best outfit to wear for another man.
We got into the car and did the standard drive to Derek’s place. It was in one of the nicer areas of our town—he had managed his finances well while he was a professional athlete himself. We pulled up to his big house (it must have been twice as big as our place), and my wife strutted up to the door. I watched her ass sway and jiggle as she walked… I was jealous that big black Derek would get to have her tonight.
“Cindy! Nice to see you.” The door to the big house swung open and there was Derek.
The Professor’s Desk: Fulfilling Julie’s Fantasy [MF]
In the weeks after our wonderful [experience](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/65sebx/following_my_first_blow_job_mf/?st=J1MY72UV&sh=4f477221), Julie and I spent time together whenever and wherever we could — walking together in the crisp autumn air as late summer became fall, sharing meals at the university cafeteria, hanging out in various campus lounges, and of course, exploring each other’s bodies whenever we could steal time alone in our dorm rooms — which usually occurred whenever our roommates went out for an evening.
One night, though, Julie went out with girlfriends from our floor. I played NHL 94 on my roommate’s Sega Genesis and waited for her to come home.
A few hour later, come home she did — straight to my door. She knocked, and I opened the door…and nearly fell over at the sight of her. She stood in front of me wearing one of those ubiquitous “little black dresses” that it seems every college coed has in her wardrobe just for hitting the bars. Only, in addition to clinging her every curve and flattering her figure, Julie’s had a twist. It had a zipper that ran from the top of the dress to the bottom, with a ring pull at the top. And by top, I mean the bottom of the plunge it took into the valley between her breasts. It was the kind of dress that seemed to have one purpose — to foment fantasies in men centered around pulling that zipper down.
Our Neighbor [MF][Voyeur/Exhibition]
When we were first married, we lived in a one-bedroom ground floor apartment in a good-sized complex. We had been in the apartment for about six months before we got married, so we had a feel for what the complex was like. We were comfortable there.
One Saturday I came home at about 4:30 from my weekend job. It proved to be a very interesting homecoming.
I parked in a spot close to the breezeway and walked to the door. It was locked tight … a precaution I demanded on when I was working one of my two jobs and she was home alone. “I’m home!” I said to the coat closet. I knew my wife had been off that day, so it was a little odd when she didn’t come to greet me at the door. Oh well …
As I headed back towards the bedroom I heard her. Her breathing was slightly labored, and was punctuated by the occasional soft groan. This was getting more interesting.
I turned the corner and there she was … nude, lying diagonally across the bed so that her feet were pointing toward the window, masturbating. It was one of the first times I’d ever seen her masturbate, and I’d never seen her do it so brazenly in the middle of the day.