[FM] A delightful scene from last night. I am the luckiest girl. [D/S]

Just really want to share it with someone because there’s no one IRL that I talk to about sex (except my partner). I’ve never written something like this before so I hope it’s worth reading!

A while back we started filming ourselves having sex and that was so fun. Lately we’ve both been working so much though that sex has kind of become a footnote. I took yesterday off work and halfway through the day I was actually surprised to find that I was horny. I went to bed and watched our videos, playing with my favorite vibe and my Christmas gift (a dildo made from a mold of his cock), and then got ready to pick him up from work.

I wore a short dress, a long coat, my highest heels, and nothing else. When I arrived at his work he was outside smoking. I got out of the car to share a few drags and walking back I unzipped my coat and flashed my ass at him. He followed me to the car with a wolf grin and as I buckled myself back in and spread my legs he shoved two fingers in my cunt. He brought me right to the edge of orgasm and stopped, denying my completion. As I drove us home he teased the edges of my labia but wouldn’t touch my aching clit.

My friend Jill [FF]

My first story was so well received! Thank you all. I thought I’d share another one here. I shared some of this in a comment thread that had devolved into dummies talking about fake tits. People seemed to like my take on implants there so I hope you all do too!

My friend Jill is a tall, gorgeous girl. She played volleyball in college so even tho she’s long and lean, she has those beautiful, athletic thighs and a really nice butt. I’ve always admired and been super jealous of her boobs the most though. She and I have both had kids and gone through the toll pregnancy takes on your body. Her’s seem to have stayed so firm and perfect.

One summer a few years ago she had a bunch of people over at her house. At one point we ended up being alone in the kitchen together and she bent over to get something from under the sink. I could see down her v-neck t-shirt and I blurted out, “how are your boobs so perfect?!” “Haha!” She said, “well they’re fake so you could get some too if you want.”

[MF] the sex show (long)

This is a true story but I edited some details for anonymity. Happened about 10 years ago. Sorry for grammar and format. Wrote it on mobile. There are three parts. See comments for the last two.

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Come on, we all want you to come”

Alex’s tone seemed genuine which surprised me. Besides his penchant for debauchery, my best friend was known to others for his unrelenting sarcasm.

After 15 years of friendship, my working theory was that his rhetoric was a defense mechanism from a childhood lost to a series of traumas. Whereas I had grown up in an unremarkable middle class neighborhood with two stably employed parents, Alex bounced from foster home to foster home and spent his last two years of high school homeless. We were unlikely best friends.

Nevertheless, we had both recently graduated college together and found jobs in the greater Chicago area and shared a small apartment. We did everything together despite our friend circles succumbing to the ebb and flow of life.

My boyfriend and his bud part 4 [MM]

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5l73fq/my_boyfriend_and_his_bud_part_3_mm_masturbation/)

3 nights after their last session my bf and Pete went to their company Christmas party tonight and had a few drinks. After hanging out for a while Pete started asking about what I thought about the situation. When my bf asked what he meant Pete asked how far I’d let things go. My bf said he didn’t think I had a limit to how far I’d let things go between them (he’s right) and asked why.

Pete didn’t answer that but asked if he could see the video I made for him again (my bf didn’t give him a copy of it) my bf said sure soon as they left the party they could go back to our place. They hung out and mingled for another hour or two when Pete asked if he was ready to go. My bf said sure and they got an Uber home.

Soon as they got in the door they both started stripping and my bf linked his phone to the TV. He set my video to loop and they say down and stroked each other for a bit. Pete was moaning and telling my bf how much he loved hearing me moan his name, when his cock started throbbing in my bf’s hand. My bf said it felt like his cock was growing. Pete closed his eyes and told my bf to slow down.

Sexting Leads to More (Or “Confession is good for the Body and Soul”), [Fiction], [Mf], [MM] [Fingering], [Oral], [Sex], [Young(er)], [Multiple Orgasms], [Long]

Disclaimer: This story is a complete and utter falsification. The people in this story, though they may resemble real people you know, are figments of my imagination (including the [M]ale character). This story is intended only as that (well, as a story and a way to get some upvotes too if we’re honest).

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The door closes on a confessions booth in my local Catholic Church as I sit down. The partition slides open between us.

“Tell me, what brings you here today my child?”

“Well Father, honestly, I’m not Catholic, or even religious for that matter, but I need to get this off of my chest. I feel I have done very bad and I don’t know what to do.”

“I can’t absolve you of your sin if you aren’t Catholic my son. But if you just need someone to listen, I will do that.”

“Is there some sort of ‘You can’t tell anyone what I say thing?'”

“I’m sorry my son, but there isn’t. Go now if it is something that you fear I will have to tell the authorities.”

Sleepwalking Mother [Inc] [Str8] (via r/NaughtyFamilyDiary)

Mom has always been a sleepwalker. We’ve managed it over the years. But last night, she sleptwalk right into my room. I didn’t realize it until I felt a warm body press against me under the sheets. I sleep naked in the summer; mom wasn’t wearing any more.

“Mmm, hey there sexy hubby,” mom whispered in my ear, nuzzling her head in my shoulder and draping her thigh over mine. “I know our boy is back for the summer, but you know how he sleeps. No reason we can’t have some fun…” Mom licked around the outside of my ear, running a hand down my chest until it reached my naked cock.

I froze. Mom clearly had mistaken me for dad, and clearly was horny. I thought for moment about how awkward it would be when I told her, but realized it was better than her finding out later.

“Mom,” I whispered, turning my face towards hers. She brought her lips to mine and darted her tongue in my mouth.

“Oooh, another role play tonight hubby? You want to be our darling, studly son, fucking me in his father’s bed?” Mom asked, breaking the kiss. Her grip on my cock tightened as she mentioned me.

Big Tip [MF] [IR]

This is my first story, so feedback is welcome ?

Let me introduce myself. I’m a 21 year old, 5’3″, 120lb Asian. According to comments from men, I have pretty decent sized rack (32DD), especially for a petite Asian. I’m currently a college student but am on winter break. I work at a local diner during breaks to help me pay for college.

One night I was working the late shift till close, and a man, in his mid twenties, came in the restaurant. He was very handsome- 6′ and dark hair cut very short like he’s in the military. There was just something about him that made me feel drawn to him but also intimidated at the same time. Maybe it was the way he walked in the restaurant, confident almost too confident. He seated himself in a booth towards the back of the restaurant. I mustered up the courage to take his order, “Hi, sir, my name is Sarah. Um, would you like something to drink?” “Coffee, black.”

True Story My First Time with another Man His Best Friend [MMF]

After prepping myself for over an hour I was ready for my first threesome. I had picked out lingerie, showered shaved, read through some dirty comments online and all that was left was for my boyfriend’s best friend to show up and fuck me.
I here the two of them talking upstairs, Rob making small talk with the guy that is about to fuck his woman. I wait, not very patiently, so incredibly nervous; my palms sweaty, legs shaky, pussy soaking wet with excitement.
Sam and Rob enter the room, as I stand up my elbow knocks into the wall, I am completely unaware of my surroundings; my only focus is on the two men waiting for me to pleasure them.

My boyfriend and his bud part 3 [MM] [Masturbation]

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5kpjzd/my_boyfriend_and_his_bud_part_2_mm_masturbation/)

A few days after the last meet up my bf decided he wanted Pete to know I was officially in on everything and that I loved them jerking off to my pics so he had me make a video for him. I made an almost 2 minute long video of me slowly fucking myself with a dildo and cumming while moaning Pete’s name. I hadn’t sent it to my bf cause I wanted them both to see it at the same time.

A few nights after that my bf text me that Pete had come over I told him where I had a flash drive hidden. It was full of pics I’d taken and the video. I told him to have fun and I wanted full details later. Around 2 am I got a call from my bf telling me every dirty detail!

My bf invited Pete over to hang and play video games as usual but decided to stay in just boxers just to make sure things were already relaxed. When Pete walked in he instantly grabbed my bf’s cock through his boxers and gave him a playful squeeze. Pete stripped to his boxers too and they got comfortable.

[MF] Three Birthday Gifts and More

*Sorry not sorry for the wall of text. The sexy stuff is interspersed. This happened last night but I’ve written it in first person perspective as if it’s happening at the moment. My mind is still spinning from how hot it all was.*

My birthday was actually a couple months ago, but we kept getting waylaid by colds, errands, weekend plans, etc. We’ve had regular sex since then, but mythical “birthday sex” had now become a bit of a fun joke in our home. But while I was out shopping, my boyfriend messaged me, “We could have birthday sex tonight. You can opt in or opt out, but if you opt in you can’t ask any questions or complain.”

I thought about it for a long while, preemptively asked if I needed to prepare for anything, and then opted in. How crazy could it possibly get?

I’m told to stay out for a few hours, and when I arrive home it’s not like I’m ravished immediately. Instead, I show him my purchases, he talks about his day, and then he lays it out: