Elly at the Farm [str8][nc][huml][bd][Mdom][fsub]

Elly was driving home after visiting with her boyfriend for the evening. She’d left a little later than she’d have liked since she had to be up early for class in the morning, so she was looking forward to getting home. As she turned onto another street, she could see red and blue lights flashing just ahead, and a small line of cars stopped at a police check-point. “Great,” she thought, “I really don’t need this right now.”

A large, powerful looking officer approached her vehicle and she rolled down the window. He bent over to speak to her, and she glimpsed “Ricks” on his nametag. “Good evening,” the officer said in a deep voice. “License and registration, please.” Elly was nervous. She had only just received her learner’s permit and she was just past curfew for driving alone. She fumbled with her purse and the glove box and retrieved the documents for the officer.

“Elizabeth Banson. Age: 17. Eyes: Green. Hair: Red. Height: 5-5,” Ricks read aloud, pausing between each statistic as if considering them for some reason. “It seems you’re past your curfew, young lady,” Ricks accused.

More Gloryhole Fun [F/M]

I again apologize for the formatting as this is being done on my phone.

I previously visited the same gloryhole on Thanksgiving, the story to which you can find here https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3ulcyw/fm_black_friday_deals/

So after my second time at the gloryhole I really started to enjoy it. I spent my last few weeks at school daydreaming about my next visit while struggling to study for all my tests and write all my papers. But I managed to push the thought out knowing I'd be able to visit dying winter break. Last night I made it happen.

I woke up in the morning and went through my day as usual. I made sure to tell my parents I'd be out at night so I cold borrow the car. They had no issue with it and said to just let them know when I was back. Flash forward to around 8:30 pm. I had finished dinner a while ago, was finishing the last touches on my makeup (although they can't really see my face so it didn't matter), brushing my teeth, and getting everything I needed. I finished up, put on some leggings and a tshirt (after all I did have to convince my parents I was just hanging out), and headed out.

Unconventional, unexpected, awesome first time

my first time, totally unconventional, totally unexpected, but, awesome…… In the UK, where I am from, 16 is the legal age of consent, and 18 is the legal age for drinking…… I was 15 and myself and a group of friends had decided it was a good idea to go out drinking to celebrate one of our friends 16th Birthday! With a bit of makeup and a little dressing up we would all pass for around 18, or so we hoped. The night in question came and we all made our excuses with our parents as to whos place we were staying at, and all got ready in my friends whos parents were away for the weekend. I had done my make up and decided to wear a skirt (quite short) and a boob tube as it was summer…… We all headed into town and went into the first bar, which was easy, the doorman didnt bat an eyelid when the 6 of us walked in. We stayed and drank in there for a couple of hours. Then we went onto the next bar around 10pm, again we had no issues and danced and drunk some more…..it got to around 11:30 and we decided to try our luck at the club which was not far, in fact just around the corner. We got to the club and there was a small queue, which we joined. My friends got to the front of the queue and went in, as they passed through the door, the doorman asked me for some ID, which I didnt have. My friends had gone in, thinking we had all got in! I stood outside upset as my friends were inside, and I was alone outside, hoping they would notice and come out. I was stood for around 10/15 mins waiting when something must have happened inside, as two of the doormen run inside, I guess there was a fight or something? That left two doormen who had been there when I was asked for ID so I knew I still wouldnt get in. One of the doormen walked over to me and asked If I was ok, so I explained I was, just a little upset as my friends were inside, and had not realised. He told me to follow him, and he would get me in around the back, while the other doormen were occupied. I walked with him, and went around the corner towards what was a back door to the club. I said thank you, and it was very nice of him to do it, and he replied, well I wouldnt do it if you didnt look so good. I was shocked, a doorman, in his 40's telling me I looked good! I said he shouldnt say things like that, and he stopped me and told me I was beautiful! he leaned in and kissed me. It was probably the most magical kiss I had felt. We got near the door and he kissed me again, this time, he pulled me close into him…..I dont remember much of how it happened, but I do remember him leaning me over a beer keg, and then I felt him enter me from behind. It was an amazing feeling, I guess there wasnt much pain as I was pretty wasted. It didnt last long, maybe 10 mins, but he came, thanked me, then showed me the way in……. My friends still dont know what happened and how I got in the club…..but it will always stay in my mind.

Muse (A bellydancer’s fantasy) [MF] [X-post]

MUSE

I was just putting on my jacket when he came in.
“You’re not leaving, are you?” he asked incredulously.
I smiled up at him. I should have felt shy but I looked him in the eye. He really was incredibly handsome. Andrew should have warned me.
“That’s how it works”, I said, trying to keep it light. “I fly in, fly out.”
“Come and have a drink with us,” he said.
There was nothing light about his look. His dark gaze had followed me from the moment I’d appeared, stirring a primal feeling deep within me.
But I laughed, and said, “It’s against the belly dancer’s code.”
Where was Andrew? He was meant to make sure nothing like this happened.
Then he smiled, and although it was beautiful, it was the pleading in his eyes that weakened me.
“Just one drink,” he coaxed.
Somehow I had to get the power back here.
“Okay”, I said, and looked at him challengingly, “but then you have to dance for me.”
He didn’t laugh, but looked at me seriously and said, “Deal.”

Driving home for Christmas… and arriving too early

The Christmas break means returning home to spend a couple of weeks with my family, which can be pretty nice but also makes things rather cramped – as well as having to put up with parents, I'm also left sharing a room with my younger sister (who is just a few years younger than me), and as she has a boyfriend now it was made pretty clear to me that she wasn't exactly thrilled to have me around all day every day.

With that in mind I should have taken the hint when I decided to step out for some late Christmas shopping earlier this week – my parents were both working, and I didn't think anything of my sister asking pointedly how long I'd be out for, dismissively telling her I'd be back in a few hours.

As it turned out, my trip was a relatively brief one, and I picked up the gifts I wanted easily even in the packed high street and headed home out of the rain and wind within an hour. As one of the gifts I'd picked up was for my sister, I hoped I'd be able to sneak into the house and find somewhere to stash it without her noticing so that I could wrap it later, so as I quietly let myself in I was pleased to note that she was upstairs with the radio on, letting me find a suitable cupboard to deposit the items within.

22[M/F] Summer Fling

Anne and I hit it off almost immediately. She's sarcastic and raunchy, wildly intelligent and great to talk to. We seemed to follow the frantic nature of each others' mind. It was quite a special bond, but it was limited by Lin, my girlfriend.

Don't misunderstand, Lin is great in her own charming way. Thoughtful and generous, gracious and kindhearted. I care about her, but especially after a year of dating, the connection hasn't lasted. Our tastes have diverged from one another, our tastes evolving on their own. Even our communication patterns were shifting away from each other.

I first met Anne in February and in July my girlfriend had a trip she needed to go on for a few weeks (I think it ended up being 3, but ultimately it was about 5 or 6 with a few days where she'd stop in and say hey). During this period I took a lot of time to assess the relationship. I was happier now, alone, than I'd been in quite some time. I went out and saw people, I did things, I enjoyed my life. It was a blast.

Fantasy Football – Paying Up… Part I [f/mmmmmm]

Hey y'all,

Hopefully you recall that at the beginning of the NFL season I had the chance to join a high stakes Fantasy Football League with the hopes of winning big. (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3kpyox/fantasy_football_draft_and_week_1/)

That said I haven't won big and in fact I'm near the bottom of the league. So it came time to pay up this past weekend. I thought that perhaps I'd have to give a simple blowjob to the league winner but it was a bit more severe than that. The winner told me that the promise was a night of fun at his calling and he planned to have some fantasy fun he'd always wanted. My mind raced as to what it could be but he told me to expect to be visited at work some time and to go with whatever took place. If it was too intense I was to use the safety word of football but to know if I used the word I'd have to provide another night of fun to him.

Riding dirty [FFM]

College has been a great time full of exploration for me. I met my current girlfriend/submissive, Alex, on campus and she has been more than I could ever ask for (help me, she’s reading this and she knows where I sleep). But this current story starts with Alex’s endless search for more kinky friends and a bit of luck on reddit. Alex had sent off a few messages to other subs to have a bit of fun with but none of them lasted. One day a little over a month ago she found an ad from a sub our age in our city, her name is Emma. Alex messaged her and they immediately became friends. After talking for a while we all met and had coffee on campus and clicked really well. After further discussion Emma decided to submit to me as well and from then on we have all been seeing each other when time allowed.

Before starting the dirtier bits I’d suggest taking a peak at my post history, the latest pics include all of us.

[F|20] A semester at uni, very busy with sex fun – the friends[M]-with-benefits

Now that exams are done and gone, I think it might be time for me to come back to Reddit and write about what happened. I'm a 20y.o. old girl, Italian, living and studying in England. Probably will tell my shenanigans over more than one post.

I will start saying I had more sex last summer and fall than at all my previous sexually active life. Even though at no point in time was I in any relationship, I kept a healthy and fun average of sex 3 times per week. I also hit the gym fairly often, and am now much happier with my body. The good side effect is that getting all fit also makes sex better and more active (I wasn't fat or anything, just lean without muscles or intense training/sports like I do now).

The secret to it was to eventually find ultimately 4 "friends-with-benefits". I used to be more skeptical these arrangements would work, but I learned brutal honesty about "never going to be your girlfriend" and vice-versa can help a lot setting boundaries and expectations.

It’s not cheating if you only look… [F/M]

It's Not Cheating If You Only Look

by Matthew Myen


If this is the first of mine you have read, please read the first part of Guilt and Pleasure before continuing.

Well, that first post blew up, didn’t it? I’d just like to thank everyone for their words of support and encouragement. If you just read it and enjoyed it – that’s enough for me.

If you were on the subreddit yesterday, you might have noticed Volume 2 went up and then got deleted. This was due to a reader asking me to delete it, as it didn’t feel real to him/her. I believe the reason behind the disbelief is the way the story is written. I am a writer, so that is bound to make its way into this. I also happen to have had a very active and disgraceful cheating history, and decided to turn it into a story. Is it all true? Did I actually lose several games of Go Fish to Dan? I don’t remember, but we were playing Go Fish that night while the others talked and Jess got ready upstairs. Did Lily actually switch phones with me and leave that app open? Yes. Some parts are clearer than others, but it all happened, and is as close to a verbatim retelling of the events as I can get. I removed the post because I didn’t want to irritate anybody – honestly I get more out of writing it than I do sharing it. But in the last 24 hours I have messaged out 20+ free copies of Volume 2 – which I don't have the time to do! So in conclusion, if you don’t like my story or don’t believe it – my apologies, and you are welcome not to read it.