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[FMM] First adventures at the gym

(This story is something I fantasize often about : a threesome with two confident basketball players. When I start dreaming away, this scene really turns me on. Hopefully you'll like it too. I am not so sure if I'll be able to finish the story tonight. Feedback welcome and if enough people like it I can continue tomorrow)

Off course, the gym was empty. Nobody's working out at 2 am. Except I was, still jet lagged from my arrival 4 days earlier. Looking over the endless row of ellipticals it suddenly felt real : being picked for a full scholarship in maths at one of the best universities America had to offer. My parents had cried from joy when they learnt the news. Surely there was a better future for their oldest daughter here than back in Phnom Phen even it meant we had said our goodbyes for a long time. Yet as I was amazed at how neatly organized everything was overe here, I already missed the loud chaotic chatter from home. Read more »

First time with you

We'll start with a passionate kiss, as I explore your mouth with my tongue, when I'll bite your neck gently, savoring the taste of your delicate skin. I'll nibble on your ear a bit before traveling down to your chest. Massaging one while i gently suck and nibble on the other. A trail of kisses in between your breasts and down your belly will lead me to your inner thighs, where I'll give them a firm bite that makes your writhe in anticipation.

I'll continue kissing your thighs, down your calves and maybe suck your toes a little. Not being worried if you're into that, in the moment, you will be. Then I'll run my tongue back up the length of your smooth as silk leg and dive my tongue as deep as it will go into your pussy. I'll dig my nails into your thighs as in push your legs outward to get more room for my tongue. Sucking your labia, as my 2 fingers explore the inside of your sweetness, I'll then use the back side of my tongue to grind into your clit. I'll lap it up like a dog who's never had water in his life and then run my tongue back down in, deeper than before.

An alternate timeline where where “getting off” is a matter of life and death. [Alternate world]

It took a few years to really get used to the quite literal "maintenance" puberty causes. It happens at different times for everyone, as though it's a ticking time bomb that someone else has the control over. It's not necessarily at the beginning of puberty either, and for some it comes before that transition even occurs & for others like myself, it comes fairly late.

My clock started when I was sixteen. I know, real late, right? Anyways, I was in third period, math to be specific. It's not a weak subject, but I never had much interest in it. It bored me in fact, but I did my best to keep up and stay attentive. It helped in other areas too. Like keeping my more erotic thoughts in check. I had this weird idea that if I just avoided it altogether, it would never happen to me. A life without sex of any kind wasn't so bad. At least you didn't die spontaneously. Still, I was a teen with raging hormones, and even without thinking about it, I'd get a hard-on for no reason at all, at any time of day, no matter the situation. My dad warned me it wouldn't help to avoid it altogether, it would actually make it worse. Hed say "Jo, you've at least got to do it yourself, otherwise, it will make your life hell before your clock even begins. Besides, it will be good practice! So, you know, think about it." I still haven't ever tried it. I guess I'm too afraid of breaking my long absence of the subject, and accidentally starting my "clock". Read more »

Come Inside

She flirted with Him, but didn’t expect Him to notice.

She walked up to the house, she knew He was inside.

The tension had begun to grow, and she knew what His intentions had become.

She approached the door, she saw Him standing there. His backside showing, His face unclear. Facing away from her. Naked.

She crept slowly, and quietly opened the door. She thought.

He startled her when He said, “I know you’re there, and I know what you want.” He turned to face her now.

His cock was beautiful.

She wasn’t able to mutter a phrase, only “yes” with a sly smile.

“Take your clothes off, get on your knees and crawl to me.” She obliged.

Speechless. Cautiously removing her clothes, and eager to please Him. Naked now.

He watched her, hard, not just her body but her soul.

“Get ready for exactly what you deserve. Flirting with me all afternoon like a little slut, what did you think would happen?!” He smirked.

She crawled long slow strides, glancing at Him with passion in her eyes. Read more »

Tantric Massage for Mom

One of the perks of renting our basement apartment via AirBNB in Asheville is you get to meet some very interesting folks. Recently a new renter moved in for a few weeks because his more permanent apartment space isn’t available yet. He’s just started attending a local College of Chinese Medical Arts where he is starting studies in ancient medicine and acupuncture. What I quickly learned is that he’s also a licensed masseuse. In setting the price for the rental apartment I thought I’d also throw some bartered massages in there as I know I can’t afford them any other way. Prior to the first massage I was out doing some gardening and I noticed our renter, Stephen out on the deck of his room doing some stretching and other interesting moves. He eventually invited me up to the deck for some tea and then surprisingly some wine. We chatted about my husband being away and me holding down the fort. As the wine flowed we also chatted about the message business. I was feeling a bit of a buzz from the wine and asked him if any women had ever let say made themselves available to him as he was strong, extremely fit and handsome. He admitted some had but he also could very easily loose his license if ever accused of mis-behavior so he took the higher road. I continued to flirt that I’d certainly never report him of any such thing. The conversation then led to him asking about my husband and what I do to relieve sexual tensions. I told him I had a very good collection of battery operated friends and large supply of Costco batteries. We had a good laugh. That’s when Stephen told me about Tantric massage. He described it as something very sensual but not sexual. He encouraged me to try it out. We spoke for about 20 more minutes. Stephen answered all my questions about Tantra and the massage. I felt so comfortable with him. He was extremely casual, young and energetic. He was tall with dark hair, olive complexion and a slim athletic yet toned physique. I couldn’t stop thinking about what he could do to me and how much I could possibly enjoy him. We arranged I’m come back down after I got the kids to bed. I was practically cramming them into bed in the hurry to get back downstairs. Read more »

UPDATE: Random threesome with my wife and her friend Liz has got me in trouble

Here is the first post: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3fbfay/my_first_threesome_mff_has_me_worried_and_it/

So I have gotten a few PMs so thought I would respond with an update. Crazy shit has happened and I fucked up bad. I have never felt like this before…so much shame and regret and guilt but I have a small feeling like I've done nothing wrong…but I know I have.

So the threesome was definitely at the urging of Liz and my wife gave in and wanted to try it. Two days after the threesome, I noticed by her backhanded comments that she was regretting the whole thing. So even knowing all that, Liz manages to get me over to her house Friday afternoon (day before my birthday) and seduce me. This time, no wife though. We were alone and we fuck for over two hours. I came twice. It was maybe the best sex I have ever had but I cheated on my wife. Liz is acting like it's not cheating because my wife approved of me having sex with her. But Liz knows that's bullshit which is why she is saying we don't tell my wife we fucked without her. Liz is saying that we will fuck again with my wife and everything will be fine, but I know my wife probably won't do another threesome again. Read more »

The beginning of the a[f]fair – how I was introduced to BDS[M] – Part 1

I looked up shyly wanting to confide the thing I wanted the most – afraid of what you might think.

“Just tell me,” you looked at me with those dark brown eyes full of question and lust.

The pause was truly pregnant, the air between us so sexually charged and yet simultaneously contained. My hesitation hovered in the air.

“No one’s ever eaten me out,” I said quietly, looking down, my cheeks flaring with shame.

Silence which made me look up.

“That’s it?” The look on his face was incredulous and he stifled a laugh. “I love doing that.”

“Yeah, that’s it. That’s what I want.” I sounded defensive. And then he did laugh.

“I thought you were going to share something crazy with me.” And then he could see how crestfallen I was at his casual laughter, how in my moment of honest vulnerability he needed to reassure me that I wasn’t some freak.

It had taken us days to finally get around to this conversation. Weeks really. A few days prior he had brought up a throwaway comment I had made to him on an earlier business trip when I said: “Well, you’ve never been with someone like me.” And apparently he couldn’t get those words out of his head. Read more »

(F)irst Summer Internship (F+M)

After my sophomore year of college I started my first summer internship at a local law firm in town. My internship was not what I had expected it to be but it paid well. I thought I would be doing desk work and accounting but instead I ended up grabbing coffee for everyone and shredding paper or making copies. It was a very easy job and more annoying than anything but I stuck with it.

I first few weeks were pretty easy and I got to meet everyone in the office. There was this one cute guy that I interacted with on a day to day basis named Max. He was about 5'10' with a short blonde buzz cut and a slender body. Max was a sweet guy 2 years older than me but more of just a friend. The one that really caught my eye was Shawn. I was only 19 at the time and Shawn was 32. You couldn't tell how old he was by looking at him. He towered a foot over me at 6'3". He looked like he used to play football with his wide shoulders and muscular arms. He had short brown hair that he combed smoothly to match his exquisite suits he wore each day. He had a short beard that he kept trimmed and always wore a different watch each day that went with his suits. Shawn was one of 4 major lawyers at the law firm and by his appearance I could tell he had done well for himself. It seemed in the first few weeks of me staring at him that he didn't even notice me. Read more »