[MF] The Sally of Sage – Interlude – Fucking In Tents

(Welcome to the Saga of Sally. Except it’s not Sally this time.

I am recounting my long on-and-off relationship with a girl called Sally. I recommend starting from the [start](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hsqikr/mf_the_saga_of_sally_cumstained_jeans/) – each piece will link you to next part at the end. However since I am working through my life chronologically occasionally they’ll be “Sallyless Interludes” if I think there was a sexual encounter worth writing a story about. This is one of them. **There was no cheating on Sally. I could never cheat on that absolute goddess. At this point, we had broken up since we were living in different countries.**)

There are two distinct periods in the next five years where Sally and I do not see each other. And I mean this literally. We don’t even see each other in passing – we talked over email now and then but if you ever had a friend moved away you know it’s hard to stay in touch with them and eventually the emails start trickling to a stop. This happens even when the friend is the love of your life. But there were two periods. There was the time I was studying in England, which despite being heartbroken about a lack of Sally I enjoyed as a period of my life. I got to see new places. Meet new people. It was a good three years. Then there was the time I returned to US and started working and those 18 months or so were the worst time of my life. I’m not looking forward to recounting that.

First I fingered a student my office, now I’m giving new meaning to the phrase, “lab sucks.” [Mfff, Harem, Bondage, Mdom, Public]

I vacillated between extremes from day to day. I was either distraught that my terrible decision making would lead to the end of my career or psyched out of my mind to be more sexually liberated than I’d ever been.

On Fridays, the mood was always the same.

“Fucking hell,” I chuckled, covering my mouth as an eight-by-ten nude of Vanna and Laci kissing dropped out of the CHM 1025 textbook from the previous year. It was a secluded area. The only camera was by the elevator. No one studied on the fourth floor. Most students went up there for sexy dares. I suppose I was to be counted among their number.

Laci and Vanna were completely nude, their forms entangled around one another. Vanna’s pussy was peeking out between Laci’s legs, and her tongue was darting into the blonde girl’s mouth. Laci had tiny tits, which wasn’t typically my thing, but they were perky and delightful. Her hair was draped down across Vanna’s larger boobs and I couldn’t help wondering how they’d taken the photo. Was it a tripod or a *friend*?

Why [M]y 2019 was much crazier than 2020 [MF]

People are always going on about how 2020 is completely bat shit crazy… but for me, it’s nothing compared to 2019. Technically this story actually starts in 2018 but that’s just a bit of build up. Speaking of which, if you want to skip some of that, head towards the * for the milder stuff and the *** for the less mild stuff – I see others doing that on here, makes sense… Though really, the build up is often the best bit and I’ve got to warn you, this could get long. I’ll likely post more to this one day, just needed to get it off my chest and thought some of you may enjoy reading it too.

Me [M] and my fuckbuddy [F] putting an disrespectful perv on his place

Okay so this is my first post ever, i will really try to post more stories but i do not have many stories (yet) since i just started exploring my sexual needs! Also i feel like i might stretch my stories way to hard so i will mark the part of the story where it gets sexual with ******

So i basically got dumped by my girlfriend a year ago and when that happened i decided to find some girls to have seks with on tinder (my gf was really bad in bed so i really missed having GOOD seks!)

Losing my virginity at the drive-in [FM]

I lost my virginity at age 18, right at the very end of high school, two years ago. Fair warning: a lot of the stories on this subreddit are very sexy and involve kinks/dirty talking – and while I definitely love all that now, this story is about my very first experience, so it was much more ‘innocent’ and sweet than most other stories on here!

All throughout high school, I was a very shy girl and stuck to a pretty solid routine of school, work, and friends. I barely talked to anyone outside of my close-knit friend group, and although a handful of guys showed interest in me, I never really had a boyfriend or cared too much about getting one. I never thought much about sex, and although I had attempted to masturbate a couple of times, nothing ever seemed to come of it (In hindsight, I was doing it very, very wrong).

I had at one pointed dated another girl (even exchanged “I love you”s with her), but we had never even made it to second base. I think this was because we were both terrified of making the first move to take things further. It was mostly a ‘relationship’ built on gentle kisses and cheesy ideas about what a relationship should be.

Total Power Exchange- How I [M]ade My [F]riend My Slave [Heavy BDSM]

Once I got involved in BDSM, I got in real deep, real fast. I started going to munches (I hate that name, but here we are), meeting people, getting into the nitty gritty, even going to classes. Eventually that led me to develop a group of good friends, both men and women. I became a known quantity and trusted by the group. That led me to Megan.

This one isn’t one session, but the first time I got involved in a TPE situation. TPE stands for Total Power Exchange, and it means that the dom assumes total, 24/7 control over the sub’s life. Choosing clothes, approving plans, everything. Some folks who are super serious even do this without a safeword, which seems insane to me, but to each their own.

Megan and I originally met at a munch when she was just getting started, but nothing ever really came together. Later, after she had some experience and knew what she wanted, we got to talking about more extreme forms of kink. We started playing together and getting into more and more intense stuff.

[35M/20F] The college girl.[pt1]

Let me start with a little background. And let me give it a story type of narration because I don’t have anything else to do.
I am a 35 yo man, a little port bellied, clean-shaven but a head full of hair, single and professionally I am vet but I have invested in real estate and I own a building with 3 apartments. All of them have tenants. I don’t live in that neighborhood though. They are good people and pay their rents on time.
I am not a social person and my relationship with my tenants is strictly landlord-tenant kind. One of the tenants is a college student and I let her have the smallest apartment for a third of its price because when she came to look at the apartment she had all her stuff in her car. She seemed like she was having a really tough time. So I thought what the hell, it’s not like I am going to take my money to the grave. Let’s do some good deeds.

Our Little Secret: My Boyfriend’s Little Sister (FF, oral, cheating, public)

I have a bit of a “thing” for my boyfriend’s sister.

And by thing… I mean I want to pin her down, strip her naked, and bury my face between her legs until cums.

And no, I have no idea why. Hell, I don’t even know when or how. Raven was always the cute little sister I never had. Adorable. Nice. Fun. We’d talk all the time, even without my boyfriend present.

Then one day, something just… changed.

We were getting brunch, and hardly even one mimosa in, I wanted to run my tongue across every inch of her body. That cute, bubbly girl I only saw at family functions was now a sweet treasure that only my wildest fantasies could satiate.

The only thing on my mind, day in and day out, was being in bed with her.

We couldn’t go shopping without me staring at her ass and legs. She did have a small booty, but it was so cute and perky! (After all, pancakes are cakes too!) Whenever she posted on her Instagram, I found myself staring at her pictures for hours, drawn to those perfect tits, a department she was very blessed in.

My[F] first one night stand

I had my first one-night stand when I was a 19-year old college sophomore. I was studying graphic design at Virginia Commonwealth University. Our department gave an annual scholarship for a student to attend the American Institute of Graphic Arts annual conference, which was in Vancouver that year. I was thrilled and a little surprised when it was announced that I had won the award.

I was very excited. It was the first time I had ever traveled across the country alone. Vancouver is an absolutely beautiful city, of course. I had a nice room in the conference hotel, proved by the scholarship. The conference was fantastic. I met so many great people. There were classes in the day with banquets and receptions in the evening. When I returned to my room at the end of the day, I was ready to fall into bed and sleep, but I always called my boyfriend before lights out. He was a nice guy, if a little unexciting. Sex with him was OK, just pretty much him getting on top of me and fucking me until he would cum.He didn’t do oral on me with much enthusiasm, like he was just fulfilling an obligation. I liked sucking his cock, but he rarely would cum in my mouth. I only had orgasms about half the time we had sex. The remaining times, I’d have to masturbate later to satisfy myself.