I made a deal with a classmate that if he passed the class I’d suck him off [MF]

Back in college I was friends with this guy, and we were both in the same class. He was struggling with the class but it was his last semester and if he failed he’d be screwed. So I made a deal with him. If he passed the class I’d give him the best blowjob he’d ever get in his entire life. I wasn’t really attracted to him, he was a little heavier than I would normally like, and his face was pretty average. He was smart and funny and I liked being his friend though so I had no problem helping him.

He didn’t believe me at first, but he made an effort anyway. Everytime he got a good mark on a paper, or a quiz, I would reward him. I’d show him my tits, or I’d rub his cock through his pants. He was convinced after the first time I grabbed his dick. Soon enough at the end of the semester he passed with a C. As soon as we got our grades I showed up to his dorm in a tight little crop top and shorts that barely covered my ass. I told his roommate to get out, which he did, while giving his buddy a thumbs up which I thought was hilarious.

My gym crush, pt. 8 [MM] [20s] [femboy] [straight to gay]

[pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11xpnin/my_gym_crush_pt_1_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/) | [pt. 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/1241t8fmy_gym_crush_pt_7_mm_20s_femboy_straight_to_gay/)

Dylan reached the end of the posts. It felt a little stalkery, but he switched over to read through his comments. This guy was active in a crazy number of subs, answering questions about computer science and programming that was way over Dylan’s head. He also posted in a few language subs (Greek?) that were literally illegible to Dylan. Apparently he was also really into baking.

A few of the comments made Dylan laugh out loud. He was funny in a way that avoided the Reddit clichés like “it’s almost as if…,” “I’ll need that sauce for science,” and “damnit take my upvote.” He engaged in much more debate than Dylan, but he also asked a lot of questions. It almost stressed Dylan out to see all the subjects and hobbies he was interested in.

He was also really helpful in some of the sex subreddits, sharing hygiene tips and general advice. Dylan was excited to read that he was a switch with a preference for bottoming. Dylan couldn’t imagine ever wanting to be fucked in the ass, but he could definitely see himself on the giving end if someone like this guy was receiving.

Adventure: 01 Game Day 21+ [M32/F30] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Busty] [Cheating] [Quickie] [Blonde]

The four of us took our seats at the stadium. We hardly ever got out together anymore. We were high school friends. Back in the day, we were inseparable. But with new lives, families, and jobs, we hardly ever got to say hi, let alone get together, so when Howard sent a group email that said he had tickets to a home football game. We all made plans to get that day off.

Terrence was the group leader. Well, that’s how he acted anyway. He was a tall kid back in high school. But now he was overweight, with graying hair. He had been married for a few years but then got divorced. Then life hit him with all she had. He was barely keeping himself above water with everything he was going through.

Howard was the timid one of the group back then. He had always been shy around women. So, when he told us he had hit it big with an online cam site, none of us believed him. That was until we got all access passwords.

Some of the women he got to go on the cameras were unbelievable. He was always short, but now he was short, balding, and filthy rich.

[MF] I love being a tease

Last year I went on a trip to visit a friend (and her bf, Wes). They moved to a very warm state, so I of course packed all my smallest summer items to feel cute and slutty. I had recently learned that Wes said he’d want to fuck me if their relationship ever became an open relationship, and it just had. I didn’t have any thoughts of teasing or flirting with him while I was packing my clothes, but once I got there and saw him again it became a goal of mine. I wanted to look hot all the time and tease and flirt until something of interest happened. When we were in the pool I’d make any excuse to touch him, and he did the same. Grabbing my waist, ass, bikini bottoms, anything he could to get his hands on me. We’d play cards against humanity a lot of days before going to sleep, and that only increased the sexual tension between us.

[F] I had sex was with a bartender and almost got caught

Everyone in Ibiza wanted Franco*, or at least that’s what it felt like. He worked as a bartender in one of the most popular bars on the strip. My friend and I had booked two weeks on a Spanish party island to let off steam after completing our exams, and Franco’s bar was our favourite spot. Every night of the week it was filled with tourists like me vying for his attention. With toned, tattooed arms and a smile that made you feel like – even for just a moment – you were the only person he cared about, he had his pick of women.

I fancied him, of course, but figured nothing would happen. Then, about a week in,
I ran into him at a local club. We locked eyes instantly and pretty much stared at each other for an hour before he came over to me. Even then we didn’t speak – he just grabbed me and turned my body against his.

Met a Redditor irl for the first time and it was better (and wetter) than I could have hoped [FM]

I’ve been posting nudes on reddit off and on for a few years at this point and it’s been such an amazing experience. It’s been so great for my self-esteem and it’s been an incredible way to explore my sexuality. I grew up in a very sexually repressed home and have felt so much shame about enjoying sex and being a sexual being.

After a recent break up I started posting pics again but decided that it wasn’t quite scratching enough of an itch for me. I’ve been wanting to feel another body next to mine and really experience pleasure on my terms. In the past I’ve struggled with asserting my needs in general, and this extended to romantic relationships and sex. I recently had the epiphany that I was too afraid to express what I wanted during sex and was going along with what my partner wanted even when it was uncomfortable or even painful for me. I’ve been seeing a lot of growth in other areas of my life around setting boundaries and not letting people treat me in ways that didn’t feel good to me. I decided it was time to make similar strides in my sex life.

My Therapy Homework: Write a story about y Affair [FM]

My therapist told me to write a story in detail about my affair a few months ago in hopes to balance my perspective on myself ( instead of just beating myself up 24/7). I’ve been feeling guilty about what I did so she thought it would help me understand better why I did it and not just because i’m dumb (my self narrative). She was hoping that talking positive about it would stop me from being stuck shaming myself and allow us to process what actually I am feeling and not just feeling how I think I SHOULD feel. I wrote it out but got a little carried away and think it is better shared here. Here is what I wrote:

I sat at my desk, exhausted after a long day of work. I stared blankly at my computer screen, feeling overwhelmed and stressed. The client data had to be redone due to a policy change, and I disagreed with my boss about it. Being a perfectionist, I couldn’t stand the thought of leaving any task incomplete or incorrect.

Across the Pond: A Hot Tub Encounter with a British Gentleman and an American Beauty [MF] Part 2

*This story follows on [from this one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/1208i0x/across_the_pond_a_steamy_encounter_between_a/). As with the first one it’s completely true and happened very recently. For background the first story has context on how Jennifer and I met (and photos of us both) and I recommend reading it first, I promise it is worth it!*

*The posts again starts with some story telling before getting to the actual sexy parts, again I think it’s worth the read and it does contain some sexy stuff hidden.*

>*Jennifer has added her thoughts to the story. Hers are in quotes format.*

*We didn’t get any photos from this particular part of the story due to electrical and water incompatibility but here are some of both of us to help illustrate. [Stephen](https://i.imgur.com/7M7pyXd.jpg) and [Jennifer](https://i.imgur.com/xYM3WHF.jpg) (/u/star-fine).*

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We left the cabin in the dark after making sure the hot tub was on and headed into the city for dinner. As we drove we made small talk whilst kissing and touching each other. Despite having cum very recently, Jennifer’s hands felt electric. 

“I can feel your cum leaking out,” Jennifer told me.

*Wow, what a sexy thing to say* I thought as my cock twitched in my boxers.

Toeing the lines of danger [MF]

First post on here, please be gentle.

Background: 36F having an affair with a coworker.

I know that for the most part, people will be quick to discredit a story. Yes, some are blatant fallacies, but do with the stories you read as you will. I come to this sub to share my personal experiences because no one in my life or circle will ever fully understand it accept it. The majority of people who know me see me as someone who follows the rules, the teacher’s pet, the goody two shoe, but all that innocence help to hide the naughty woman I am.

To say we played with fire is an understatement. We played with fire all under the noses of our coworkers is definitely something. He (M36) has always said I am an exhibitionist and that I(F36) like to live dangerously. I can only live as dangerously as he allows me to do so. We’ve had trysts in the the some of the most precarious places: IKEA bathroom, parking lot, in front of an open window, at an old unused military air base. But tonight would have to take the cake.

A college bbc showed us alumni a good time [MFM]

Over the weekend my wife Danielle and I decided to go to some of the college bars that typically the younger crowd go to at our old university to meet up with a friend of a friend who we have only met one other time in a bar for a few hours. Despite feeling like the oldest people there even though we are only 30 we were lucky to find our friend and he led us to a group of seniors who welcomed us into the game of darts they were playing after agreeing to buy them a round of shots if we lost.

I have never been good at darts so although my wife and I tried out best we lost and happily bought the 7 of them shots as a prize. They let us hang out with them as an extension of their friend as we got to know them and continued drinking while we shared stories about different party houses on campus and what had changed over the years since we both graduated.