Long time lurker of this subreddit and now I am ready to share some of my own experiences. May share a few pictures at a later date… This is my first post so any suggestions/ constructive criticism is appreciated! I am also on the pill and we are each others first so we rarely use condoms, however he sometimes pulls out and cums elsewhere. Brief descriptions: I am 5ft 6, blonde, 34C boobs, nice arse and long legs. My boyfriend is 5ft9, brown hair, rugby build (muscly arms and shoulders) slightly above average cock size. We are both 22 and have been together for 5 years, long distance for 3 while we are both studying. We have a very comfortable relationship and enjoy exploring our kinks and fantasies which I will share in future posts!
A lot of the ladies love my big truck!
Driving my large truck down the highway,anywhere,Canada or USA. I discovered very early on,that a lot of fun can be had.
Having a big shiny Pete with a big bedroom and lots of lights,is like a magnet.
It draws attention and holding a sign against the side window saying.”Show me your tits” or an alternate one,”I’ll show you mine if you show me yours?” .
Worked wonders,Of course I also had a sign saying pull off at the next exit, for those that weren’t at all shy about playing along.
Time and time again this would turn into some mutual fun,some times just a cock sucking on her part.other times some mutual teasing and masturbation, but more times than not,we would end up in the bunk for some hot and heavy sex.
Time and time again just the idea of her getting into that big truck and checking it out was enough to put her over the edge and having a lady friend (Yolanda) riding along with me who was very bisexual made everything that much more exciting and interesting.
She called herself Canadian flasher on the CB radio and very much lived up to her name.
She seldom wore any clothes in the truck and was always game to tease and torment other truckers as we drove down the highway.
About the only time she fucked a other truck driver was when I picked up a lady who wasn’t interested in having her play with us.
Knowing a lot of the drivers,if she saw one she knew from previous times,she would contact him on the CB and ask him if he wanted to play for a while?
(M/F) My wife’s niece sucked my cock, and now I want more.. (Part 5)
Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/49l0gz/mf_my_wifes_niece_sucked_my_cock_and_now_i_want/
Part 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/49q26d/mf_my_wifes_niece_sucked_my_cock_and_now_i_want/
Part 3: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4a172l/mf_my_wifes_niece_sucked_my_cock_and_now_i_want/
Part 4: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4ajrnp/mf_my_wifes_niece_sucked_my_cock_and_now_i_want/
In the hours that had passed the day Candace and I fucked, I was feeling a whole range of emotions. From guilt and remorse to joy and excitement. The rest of that night felt like a blur, almost like I was on auto pilot. It was obviously hitting me hard what I had just done and what consequences I would be suffering if anyone were to find out.
The next day was more of the same in terms of my demeanor and behavior, just kind of moving along on auto pilot, still digesting what had happened the day before. I was pulled out of that funk though when I got a text from Candace around noon that day. “You okay,” she asked. “You hardly looked at me last night and you seemed off..” I mulled over ignoring her text and avoiding the situation all together, but decided to face it head on. After all, I was the one that had gotten myself in to this mess. “I don’t know,” I replied. “I’m really worried about what we did and what’s going to happen. My life will be over if anyone found out what happened. I’ve just got a lot on my mind right now.” Candace responded, “I know. Trust me, the last thing I want is for anyone to find out. I love Britt, and her finding out would ruin our relationship. It’s just hard deciding what’s best to do right now.”
My First Uber Sex Experience [M/f] Oral
So I decided to drive Uber because I live in a college town. There are two colleges that are rivals within about 25 miles of each other so there is a lot of back and forth. Often times my nights are sitting near one of these colleges and driving drunken underage girls and guys around the block.
However, several local kids that go to the colleges stay around for the holidays and when their friends come home they have them come party and things get crazy.
My first experience with anything sexual while driving Uber was with this college girl names Jess. I picked up her friend and her at a house party early on the day before Thanksgiving. As many of you know that is one of the biggest party nights of the year. People are in town to celebrate with family and meet with old friends.
Jess’ friend was very drunk and they asked if I could take her friend home and then drop her back at her house where we picked them up. Of course I agreed and we were off.
First time seeing my long-distance girl [MF]
We’d been flirting online for months. We met on reddit, both looking for the same things – a distraction, a laugh, a connection, maybe even something physical. I certainly didn’t know where it would go – perhaps you didn’t, either.
We finally arranged a meeting: I’d lay over in your city for the afternoon. First date jitters, nervousness, it’s like I’m in high school again. You pick me up at the airport and you’re even more spectacular in person than in your pictures. Those lips, those curves, that smile I’ve only seen on my phone – you’ve come to life right here next to me. It’s all I can do not to just jump you in the car (don’t worry, dear reader, that’ll come later…)
We behave, though, and take it slow. Grab some food, grab a drink. The conversation flows even more easily than it did online. Before we know it, we only have a couple hours before my flight out, and all I’ve managed to do is put my arm around your waist while we walked.
Straight sex stupor. [MM] [M/uglyF/M]
I thought I was straight until I met Doug. The first time I looked him in the eye it seemed he was high on some wild drugs because his eyes looked so crazy blue, and as his gaze pierced through me I felt my cock start to twitch. He kinda had eyes like a pure-bred husky dog. Soon I realized he wasn’t high on anything; Doug was just very confident and relaxed, always in control, and crazy good looking. He was a pure-bred Bohemian from a Czech family that farmed close to a neighboring town. I was at a beer keg party when I first met him, and I was excited to find out he was fast becoming a friend of one of my regular party buddies, Richard.
Downtown drinking turns into 3some with wife and a close friend (MFF)
Just getting this out there and so I can remember it for the future.
Backstory – So it’s Saturday before Easter and my wife and I go downtown for drinks with our friends (8 people total). None of us have kids, all in our late 20’s, and family gatherings later in the day on Sunday. We all decide to make it a great night of beers, shots, and bar hooping downtown with all staying at an amazing 5-star hotel in the heart of the city. We all got our own rooms and my wife has been baby crazy lately and ovulating to make it a perfect night to have some crazy sex b/w the 2 of us.
Bars
Afternoon Run [M/GRP/GAY]
It was a bit of a blur how we ended up here or how, but after making eye contact during our run it was inevitable. Not surprising considering we happened to run into him again and he happened to follow us home. Not surprising given you could see my running shorts strain at the thought and as we three sat idle in the elevator his shorts were under the same strain.
All the same there we were with you lying below us. Your eyes locked on mine as he pulled my shorts down and I moved to free my legs. You reached to the side of the bed and pulled out massage oil and handed it to him along with a thin, ribbed, condom. As he dripped the oil onto my bare ass, you bit into the foil wrapper and handed him a freshly unraveled condom. Your hand helped him guide it on to this now throbbingly large dick.
A young boy discovers he is gay [MM]
A RIVER RUNS THROUGH ME
By: Peter Venlig
It was 1970, and I was in highschool when my body went through some funky hormonal changes that had me questioning whether I was sane. I was a good kid; I got along well with my family, and I had a group of friends that I loved to hang out with, but I always felt awkward like something was missing. I needed some excitement in my life, but I didn’t know where to find it. Then a new kid came to our school, and I caught him looking my way a lot. That was when my life changed in ways I could never imagine.
Jimmy was 2 years older than me, and his family moved to our little town after giving up the city life. Jim was immediately popular with all the cool kids just because he was from somewhere else, but it didn’t take long before he got friendly with my dorky crowd instead. He obviously didn’t think being cool was all that much fun. Soon we became friends, and he often came looking for me between classes. It was always a thrill to see him because I thought he was incredibly good looking with his bright smile, and he always made me laugh.
The ocean tentacle [f-self, octopus]
*First story, any feedback would be appreciated, thanks!*
Katie loved the beach, she loved the waves, she loved the sun but most of all she loved to swim. Even from a young age she always wanted to be a lifeguard, and thanks to her parents taking her to swim lessons almost every Saturday for years she had achieved that goal and more. Any given weekend at the beach she would easily be the strongest swimmer, often teasing other guys who assumed they could beat her until they raced her to the buoys roping off the beach area. Eventually many people in the area knew her and never bothered her much during a typical weekend, which she preferred. She would often come to the beach at around dusk just so that a majority of the tourists would be gone for the night so she could simply float and bask in the quiet waters by herself.
Even now at around 8pm as the sun was setting there was still the odd groupings of teens and families who had spent the entire day there, sat in the sand or at the edge of the water. Placing her towel down in the sand next her her bag she ignored them and pretended they weren’t there. Reaching up to the strap of her blue one piece she adjusted it and stomped towards the water already slightly upset that she would have to deal with other people.