Chelsea and I met as classmates in grad school. Our first class together was a small course with only a few people registered, and fewer still who regularly attended. It was impossible not to notice the most attractive female in the room–slim, about 6 pleasant inches shorter than myself, with waist-length dark brown hair. Her breasts were admittedly small (though not unnoticeable), but she had a fantastic ass that was perfectly emphasized by her tight-fitting jeans. She wore jeans to class most of the time, generally accompanied by a thin tank top that somehow avoided being slutty while still showing a tantalizing glimpse of her waist. Her face was beautiful, and avoided the common trap of somehow suggesting that her IQ hovered in the vicinity of her age. In fact, the opposite was true–Chelsea was exceptionally bright, and a very hard worker. I've been lucky to be quite a ways above average in terms of intelligence, and it was an unusual treat to sit next to someone who seemed to be at least on par with me in terms of raw intellect, not to mention the fact that she put in a great deal more effort (I am pathologically lazy, and have generally coasted through school with ease).
I fucked two women I met at the gym [MFF][Minor Bisexual Content]
Long time lurker here. I've loved reading many stories here and was glad that I could actually share a story of my own. Sorry if it's not particularly well written, I'm not a terribly good writer :p Also it's kind of long. You've been warned!
Quick description of me: I'm a 20 year old man, 5'7" with thick, brown hair and bright blue eyes. I'm a little overweight so I'm a bit chubby, I'm bisexual, and the most action I've had before this event was a blow job from a guy friend and a blow job from a girl I went on a date with.
Last week, like many college students, I was on spring break. Most of my friends are abroad this semester, and the ones who weren't already had plans with family or were been working, so it was kind of boring. Last Tuesday, however, was particularly eventful.
Surprise Encounter Part 4 [Mf]
Her alabaster skin seems to glow even in the unforgiving lighting of the bathroom. I never understood the fascination with tanning and the flawless beauty before me reminds me why. There is something so alluring about a woman who hides herself from the world leaving only me to explore her wonders. And explore I shall.
I kneel before her and slowly run my hands down the front of her legs. As I approach her knee I move to the back massaging her calves gently. I pull up on her left leg bringing her boot to my thigh. I unzip and pull on the black heel. Her sock is white and continues up under her jeans. She steps down and offers her right foot, I give it the same treatment.
My hands creep back up and find her ass, I squeeze down hard. I look up to find her studying me intently. I squeeze again and she smiles in delight at my rough touch.
I begin to peel off her jeans and notice the goosebumps that span the length of her thighs. A small laugh escapes from my lips. As the pants pass her knees I see the top of her socks and stop short.
Getting fucked with my family in the next room [M/F]
In high school my boyfriend, Max, and I were very risky with when and where we had sex. At his house we would fuck in the basement at anytime of the day, and at mine we would wait until my parents and little sisters went to bed then we would fuck in the living room.
On this particular night Max and I were hanging out at my house. My father was in the living room watching some boring TV show so Max and I were in the kitchen watching our shows. I got up from my stool and went to sit on Max’s lap. I slowly started to wiggle my ass on his dick and lightly bounce up and down hoping to tease him a little. My efforts paid off and soon I felt a bulge under my ass. I turned around and straddled Max and began to hump him through his jeans.
Max had had enough of my teasing so he stood up and bent me over the kitchen island. I began to protest but Max slid his hand under my dress and slowly slipped two fingers into my already wet pussy. I had to stifle a moan as Max began to finger fuck me, and stifled a louder moan when he started using a third finger.
[M/F] The wonders of hooking up through Reddit – Part 3 (of 3)
Part One is here and Part Two is here
It was a great week, though it will sadly end after this last chapter. She was only in town for another day, so we spent about 30 hours straight together enjoying it as much as possible. After I left on Wednesday night, it was torture for the both of us. She sent me this picture to show me how wet she's been and how she hasn't been able to get me off of her mind. I responded with a picture of my pants-bound erection and a similar sentiment, but her pictures are way better. In any event, we had to wait from Wednesday night until Saturday evening to see each other again. After talking about how hot it would be for me to cum in her ass or on her face, I decided not to masturbate for a few days. I even managed to convince her to do the same, though she slipped up a few times. She didn't cum, though, with which I was pleased. She sent me this picture on Friday at my request and I almost wanted to quit my night job and head her way immediately. I restrained myself, however, and waited until Saturday. From here on out, it's all sort of a blur of the best sex I've ever had (not hyperbole in the slightest), but I've tried to recount some of the finer moments for y'all.
Seduced by a friend (m/f)
Note: I have been very lucky to have a lot of sex with a lot of beautiful woman, so I wanted to document some of these experiences. They are all 100% true (except names). Just as a point of reference, I am often told I look like Vin Diesel (though I don't see it)-I am 6'1, 210, shaved head, blue eyes, tattoos, muscular build, mid-late 30's, live in Florida and have a successful career. I will try to answer any and all questions! If you are looking strictly for the sex part, scroll down awhile.
The first picture is one Jill allowed me to share, the second is a cock picture that some have asked me to share, don't open the second picture unless you want to see cock! http://imgur.com/whiLX5v http://imgur.com/SdMG2gi
The woman in this story, Jill, was the one who watched me in one of my previous stories http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/2sajob/someone_watching_us_mf/
Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.22: Mind Fuck [f][huml]
Kerina walked dazed back to her room. A nurse at the police station had checked her quickly and told her she was ok, but she should go and see her doctor when she can. She walked into the room and sat on her bed staring at the wall. She got up and walked into her bathroom and washed her face, enjoying the feel of the warm water on her face.
Walking out of the bathroom, Kerina walked to the fridge and got a bottle of juice. She poured a glass and took a couple of sips. Absentmindedly leaving the bottle on the kitchen bench she turned and walked to the lounge and sat down. Still stunned by what Pat had done to her, Kerina just sat there staring at the TV, Even though she hadn't turned it on.
The juice was untouched and warming some time later when there was a knock on the door. Kerina shook her head slowly and stood and walked to the door. Kerina sighed and pulled it open. She stood back quickly as it pushed back hard, barely missing her. Kerina gasped as Jack barged past.
My morning at the massuese [MF]
"Hey Marc, it's Andy. Listen man, with Gendren cancelling that order yesterday, I'm not sure we're going to need you in the office. I think Paul and Emma are capable of helping me with what I need doing, even if they are a bit tetchy with the printer. Why don't you stay at home today, have a three day weekend. Have a bit of fun with Claire while the kids are at school, haha. Alright, see you Monday bud."
A Friday morning and afternoon not at work? That was music to my ears. It isn't like I dislike my job, it's just that the commute from my house to downtown is a nightmare since the mayor tried to implement new traffic laws. A waste of taxpayer's money, in my opinion.
Surprise Encounter Part 3 [Mf]
I listen as the sink turns off.
I have to play this in just the right way. She has already delivered an aggressive maneuver, but a greater prize still remained unclaimed. I know this girl, this woman. She is no stranger to my own desires. When left to her own devices she is strong-willed and unforgiving. It is only when you break down her defenses that she becomes excitable, passionate…insatiable.
I knock on her sanctuary. I wait for an objection before I open the door and step inside. She is leaning against the sink smiling.
"Hey," I step closer to her. "There's a toothbrush in the cabinet. You can use my toothpaste if you want."
She turns and produces a red toothbrush,"What do I need this for? Are we going to make out now?"
"Just being hospitable," I counter walking out of the room. I stop at the door keeping my back to her. She begins brushing and I smile wide.
"So are we still going out?" I inquire over my shoulder.
She stops and spits, "Whatever you want."
My Last Summer at Home (Part 3)
"Well baby, there you stand. With your little head, down in your hand. Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again. Your baby's gone, and you're all alone and it looks like the end."
"And you're back out on the street, and you're tryin' to remember. How do you start it over? You don't know if you can. You don't care much for a stranger's touch, but you can't hold your man."
"You never thought you'd be alone this far down the line. And I know what's been on your mind. You're afraid it's all been wasted time."
When I got home from the gravel pits, thank god my parents were already in bed. I know I smelled like cigarettes and beer, and I wasn't walking too straight. I switched on my radio and lay down on the bed. I stared at the ceiling for a minute, then I made the drunken mistake of opening an old wound. As Wasted Time by The Eagles drifted from my clock radio, I slowly paged through one of my old journals. In the margins my name was written neatly three different ways, each time with my ex-boyfriends last name. Tanya Reed-Martin, Tanya Mary Martin, Tanya M. Martin. The old memories of Tommy Martin and how he broke my heart right before summer started, were too much. The tears I hadn't shed in weeks began to well in my eyes as Don Henley sang to me.