[M] My night doing [M] what a redditor told me – part II

part I here – https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3za4xj/m_my_night_doing_m_what_a_redditor_told_me/

Quick recap – a redditor pal of mine asked me to go find someone to hook up with and send him pics. I found a guy while I was out with friends (he was about 5'8 (I'm about 6'1" by comparison), probably 160 lbs, rather slim, short brown wavy hair, light stubble, light body hair in the middle of his chest.) and went home for some fun. This is the morning after.

So Alec and I passed out after all our fun, and slept until the sun came up and a lit up my room. I groggily woke up to the brightening sun, and didn't immediately remember what all happened the night before. After opening my eyes, and seeing this sexy, tight, naked boy sleeping next to me, it all came back. I lay there admiring him for a minute or so, as my cock swelled. Then, I remembered my reddit friend's request! The thought of sharing got me hard also, and I got up to get my phone from the living room. When I got back to the bedroom, Alec was beginning to wake up. He opened his eyes and said, "hey stud" when we saw me standing there naked and now totally hard.

[F]ucking Two [F]riends at a Softball Tourna[M]ent (MFF)

I’ve been reading this subreddit for about 2 years now and the fantastic stories have inspired me to share some of my hottest personal experiences with all of you to show my appreciation.

My first story remains the triumph of my sexual past (I’m feeling a twitch in my nether-regions just thinking about it) and an experience to shoot for in the future. Anyway, on to the backstory and eventual fun stuff. Skip to the page break for the meaty bits.


A few years ago, when I was 21, some friends and I were playing in a large out-of-town co-ed softball tournament during a long summer weekend. It was really more of a constant camping party with softball, beer gardens, and a concert mixed in. It’s always a lot of fun and people come from great distances to have a good time and win a few prizes. It’s also one of the best places in the country to get laid at that particular time due to the copious amounts of alcohol consumed by all.

A snack before dinner. [m+f]

We recently discussed fantasies and other interests, and you quietly mentioned that you thought being slapped would be hot. I blushed at the thought, because the act of slapping you in the face was one I never thought I’d perform. The more I thought about it, the more excited I was. So I asked if you minded me springing it on you when it felt right. You grinned that sexy grin and shook your head, “No… not at all.”

It had been a few days since we’d had any alone time together. We were interrupted last time by a crucial phone call from your job and I was left panting and disheveled against the wall, my entire body pink and covered in a thin layer of sweat. I thought about it over and over again, how you’d grabbed my hair at the nape and bent me back, kissing me with such passion that I felt I was almost devoured with it. I’d been wearing skirts to the office the last few days, because it allowed me freedom to touch myself when no one would be looking. I told you I’d been thinking about our broken-off meeting and that I’d be sure to keep everything easy-access for the next few days. You didn’t say a word, but you booked it to your office and sat down. I grinned from ear to ear for another two hours until I knew we’d be alone.

Meeting with a stranger from the interwebs – from a forum of all places [M+M]

I originally planned to write about some more encounters following my buttplug incident ones, but well… nothing really interesting happened. We fucked a couple more times, but he was just emptying his sack, and not very imaginatively at that. Basically, get to his place, get fucked, clean up, done. Hence, I’m writing about an old encounter.

This happened a couple of years after I got to college. I had had a couple of M on M fun encounters, so I was kind of looking for more. However, with exams and all that I didn’t really go out that much. I wasn’t much of a huge charmer either, my past encounter were to luck more that skill. So, obviously, I turn to the great interwebs. At the time I didn’t know about manhunt, but there was a portuguese gay forum (yeah…) with a hookups section. Most of it were random WC and beach drive-by encounters – not my thing (at the time). I found a guy from my university there, but chickened out of talking to him. Posted a couple of pictures of myself there though, and a couple of guys started chatting with me eventually.

I (M) hook up with one of Friends Coworkers (F)

Where to begin…

My friend has 3 beautiful coworkers. I have it bad for one of them but both of us have been traveling for our respective jobs and nothing has had a chance to happen. Unfortunately, this story is not about her, but one of the other 2.

I'm an ok looking guy, all-around average, I was a swimmer in high school and I still have some residual muscle definition after 4 years of college. I'm about 6"1' with dark hair, and am 23. She (Melissa 23, fake name) is about 5'2"-5'4" Brunette, Bcups, a cute firm ass, average legs, but a little pudge around her midsection (she's probably like 120-130lbs, so not overweight) she has a very feminine, curvy figure. Her face is pretty, I like it at least.

Now the actual story:

Twerked in a thong for my family and boyfriend at a bar once (F)

Talking to you guys I talked alot about exciting things I did, So this happened in the summer we (my family, boyfriend and friends) were at a bar and their was an event that nobody had any idea was happening til it was announced. Basically wet t-shirt dancing to music kind of thing with girls up on the stage area. I was unable to drink and really only got in thanks to my boyfriend knowing the doorman.

We watched the show and it was 4 girls and I swear I didn't mean to eyeball the MC but he locked eyes on me and pointed at me to everyone and told me to join the girls and my table would get free pitchers for the night… mind you my dad..my brothers and an uncle were at the table as well as my boyfriend and some others I knew since I was a baby…

Mind you incest…is something my boyfriend and I roleplay and shit, half the men at my table were the subjects of these roleplays and my boyfriend knew exactly what crossed my mind and pushed me to do it.

The day we first met [M/F]

This was a story I wrote for a very special lady that I lost contact with. If you're out there and read this, you were an amazing muse.

The day finally has come for us to meet, you're eagerly awaiting at the airport terminal, butterflies in your stomach, your pussy quivering in anticipation. You try so hard to keep your hands off yourself so you don't draw attention to your womanly cravings. After what seems like an eternity you look up and see me walking out of the gate, looking around with a smile on my face, your heart flutters and you practically bound into my arms, I wrap you in a warm embrace and our lips brush lightly. A shiver goes down your spine, you want my seed right now you whisper, I smile and kiss you deeply and you go weak in the knees.

We walk to your car, holding hands, making small talk, stopping to kiss a little more passionately when we reach your car. The car ride seems to last for eternity, as you notice a massive bulge in my pants as I shift in my seat. You sigh longingly, and I lean over and kiss your cheek. You're more beautiful in person, I whisper. You push me away playfully, saying you need to pay attention to the road and we both giggle.

Hubby (f)eels me up during open house

Last summer my husband and I had been searching for a new home, and decided to check out a few places over a long weekend. We have been married for 4 years and have rented a tiny apartment and decided it was time for an upgrade.

The first house we viewed was beautiful, but a little out of our price range. We had two more houses to go so we decided to grab lunch where I decided a few glasses of wine would be a good idea.

At the next house there was a few other couples looking around while we got a quick tour. When our tour was up we were free wander around and get a better look.

My husband wanted to check out the basement a bit more to see if it had a proper area for his man stuff. When we got down there, we were the only ones checking it out and my wine infused brain thought it was a good time to have a little make out session with the hubby in our new potential house.

The best worst threesome ever (long)

I'd been a bit down on my luck. I'd lost a job and had gone to the M4 Corridor to try to find new work, and while I was looking two college friends – Mike and Karen – had generously offered me their spare room.

While I was job hunting, I got to know Mike and Karen a little better than I had at University. Mike, shorter than me but fitter and darker haired, had got himself a managerial role. Karen, who hadn't found the right job, was in admin. I found out pretty quickly that Karen was a lot less straight laced than she first seemed. Whenever we were alone, she'd flirt (harmlessly) and share jokes that she'd never repeat while Mike was around. Karen was pretty, and worried about her appearance because she'd put on weight at her job. In Uni, Karen had an athletic figure with very few curves but now she had boobs and an ass. She wasn't happy with either, although Mike apparently was.

How the Lord of The Rings helped me fuck the girl next door. [m/f]

Fair warning to anyone reading this post, it's a long, but i really wanted to do the story justice by writing it how i remember it in its entirety.

When i was a kid my parents had this couple they grew very close with. They would go on trips with them, have dinner parties and celebrate holdays with them, like many do. The other couple had a daughter named Lindsey, who was at the same age as me, so my parents often brought me along to play with her and vice versa. I thought Lindsey was beautiful from the first time i saw her, there is no other way to describe her. Growing up she was the cute girl you always had a small crush on. She was the first girl i kissed in her yeard, hers were the first boobs i ever touched on a family trip together when she convinced me to sneak out at night with her. You get the picture. During high school we grew a bit distant. None of us attended the family parties anymore, and we didnt really hang with the same people. She was a cheerleader and i didn't really fit in with her crowd.