I [F] rub my tits against men in public and let them grope me

19F, 36-24-34

I started college last year, I had to use the metro to get to my college. I had to leave from home at 7 to reach there at 9. This 2 hour journey back and forth during the crowded times of the day were amazing. I went to a girls only school and now a girls only college. This makes me very sexually frustrated.

This started one day when on my way to the station, I wore the wrong bra, one of the straps broke (my dog chewed on it earlier). I took it off and kept it in my bag. My tits were bouncing, I was trying to walk a little slower so as not to have men stare at me. I got to the station, as usual at 7 in the morning it was very crowded. I waited for the metro to arrive at the platform. As it drove past me, the cold air hit me, my nipples went hard. I was pushed in the metro.

A great galaxy. A limitless galaxy. A lawless galaxy. A kinky galaxy. [World-building] [AMA]

Barely a century ago, the immense majority of humans still resided on Gaia, which was known as Earth at that time. Men knew a lot about space already, but only a few companies, corporations, who were the main leaders of the human world, had the power to explore it. For decades they had kept jealously their technology in their property: subspace travel, instant coms, macro mining… And with billions of planets in the galaxy we now live in, the corporates had access to more resources than they could ever dream of.

However their power did not last. 91 standard years ago, The Benefactor gave access to space to the people. How did he do it? We don’t know. Who was he? No idea. But in barely a few years, half of the twenty billion people living on Vesta had set sail for the stars, in a limitless galaxy.

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That time I had wild sex with a stranger [MF]

Almost 10 years ago, I had one crazy night. Let me share it with you.

At the end of a business trip in the south, I was looking forward to going home. But the snow up north had another idea.

My flight cancelled, I decided to go to a local nudist resort for a late afternoon dinner. Now I have been a nudist for years, gone to many midwest nude campgrounds and beaches when traveling. My wife knew, so I thought nothing of it. My wife and I , while best friends, never have had the best sex life. Part of that is my work schedule, part is my wife’s body image issues and self-love. She is gorgeous and doesn’t know it. I remind her daily.

I arrive at Caliente resort in Tampa, go to the front desk and ask for a room instead of a day pass( I still to this day, don’t know why I did that) the clerk said that I could get a better rate if I declared I was part of a couple. She smirked and said “what is your significant others name?” I glanced down at her name tag , pinned to a rather thin white oxford shirt that framed her perfect breasts, nipple proudly slipping out with each reach for pen or room key. “Samantha” I said, with a wink, reading her name tag. She giggled and said , “that’s a great name”.

[MF] I helped my friend sell her nudes to bail her boyfriend out of jail.

Originally Posted on slutty confessions. Thought it might be interesting here as well.

To give you a little context. My friend is a black girl from Georgia. Short, medium build with average boobs. A typical black girl from a black neighbourhood. I’ve been friends with her for so long.

So a couple of years ago. She was 18. She told me that she needed some money. About $300 but I don’t have that kind of cash. So I asked her to get some work as a dog walker or something. She said she needed money now to bail her boyfriend out of jail.

The I suggested her to sell her underwear online. She was so shocked to hear that. She didn’t know that is even a thing. Then I told her that she can also sell her nudes to make even more money, She has no fucking clue. She asked me how since she didn’t know.

[MF] Went for coffee, throatpied a friend.

This dates back when I was a goddamn animal of man, at a time when I had the freedom to do such things off the cuff whilst engaged. A story for another time.

Brief background: my friend at the time was a hardcore rocknroll cock-slut (on her admission) who had invited me late one night to her house for a coffee.

The setting was well laid out; weeknight, 11pm, housemate not at home, I didn’t drink coffee at that point.

With that in mind, within minutes of stepping through her threshold she had made me a drink, thrown herself onto my lap, straddling me in the process with her tongue down my throat, my hands on her hips.

It’s been a while, so bear with me; i can’t exactly recall what she said but it was something along the lines of “Let me sort you out.” And taking my hand with a big smile she leads me downstairs to her bedroom, stripping herself down, pale skin and great big gothicc tits out.

Sitting me down in the corner of her large couch, she pulls my jeans down, stroking my cock with her nails, quickly brushing her soft lips against it.

The time I fucked Annie while her bf watched us [MFM]

After the story about our first foursme was so well-received, I decided I’d share with you another experience we had with our friends Annie and George. If you missed the first story, you can check it out here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hwdhhz/my_first_ever_foursome_group/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hwdhhz/my_first_ever_foursome_group/) Note: I’m not sure wether I used the correct tag as George didn’t participate, he just watched. Also, chronologically speaking, that’s not the second time we experimented with Annie and George. That being said, here’s the story.

Mothers Gone Wild – another homage to 80s porn paperbacks – Chapter Six [FM, FF, FFM, Incest]

**CHAPTER SIX**

“What’s this one done now?” Edith Macready asked. The school secretary’s voice sounded notes of disapproval and some amusement, but no surprise. Jamie Carter looked up from the stack of 10th grade math exams that she was collating to see Carla Moreno, the girl’s gym instructor, dragging Bobby Tilson by the arm in through the open doors of Greenleaf High’s main office.

Bobby was one of the kids who were always in the principal’s office for one reason or another. Now he stared sullenly down at the threadbare rug in front of Edith’s desk.

“He was in the girl’s locker room, watching them shower.” Carla said, shaking her head in disbelief. “He actually climbed in above the drop ceiling from across the hall!”

“Don’t call my mom!” Bobby “You don’t have call her, do you?

“You just stand there and be quiet!” Carla snapped. She jerked her head toward Principal Campbell’s inner office. “Is he in there?”

Edith nodded. “You know he’s never out of here before six on a Friday,” the matronly, white-haired woman said with a stern frown. “And you know this is going to just make his week.” She rolled her eyes in dismay as she picked up the phone. “I’ll let him know that you’re out here.”

Making Love to You

[https://ocean-poetry.blogspot.com/2020/04/making-love-to-you.html](https://ocean-poetry.blogspot.com/2020/04/making-love-to-you.html)

I often dream of,
Myself in her arms,
Embraced by her warmth,
Engulfed in her charm,
I picture myself,
Playing with her wild curls,
Looking into her dreamy eyes,
Whispering dirty little tales,
Kissing her neck softly,
Playing with her mind,
I kiss her lips tenderly,
Relaxing her body her mind,
Ensuring her security,
She is mine alone,
Lips pressing biting,
Teasing our soul,
I want to make love to her,
Just her alone,
My lips kissing slowly,
Her cute cheek bones,
Tender love is what,
I want to make to her alone,

My nose trickling down her neck,
I caress I suckle her bosoms,
Hold her tight to myself,
Never to let go,
Her warmth embraces me,
Eases my soul,
Sets out that flaming anger I hold,
In my mind in my soul,
I kiss her tummy,
I tease her more,
Make her hungry for my warmth,
Make her ensured,
This man loves her body and soul,
Never to be shared,
Just her’s alone,
I wrap my hands around her tummy,
A bite of her bum,
Kissing her soft skin,
Kissing her soft legs,
Like dew drops on a petal,
In the first spring sun,
Tonight, my baby we make passionate love,
The warmth,
The fire,
Our bodies moving as one,
We rejoice,
We celebrate,
Our undying love,
Tonight, my baby we are making nothing but love,

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Cheating with my flat-mate in the middle of the night [MF]

I found myself thinking, OK wanking, about Sarah this morning and thought I’d write this experience down.

After I finished my degree, I started a post-grad and my girlfriend [Jess](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gv7ne9/summer_sex_in_the_long_grass_mf/) did a year’s work placement abroad. I took a room in a flat-share with a couple of girls I knew, Olive my friend’s GF, and Sarah her friend.

Now Sarah and I had got hot and heavy one night before I met Jess, just kissing and hands everywhere but nothing more. I didn’t tell Jess this fact when I moved in with them. Jess came to help me unpack the weekend I moved in, and the Sunday morning before she left, we had some good parting sex in my room. Jess used to moan stuff to me like ‘fuck me, harder, harder’ and I suppose we were a bit noisy. When we wandered into the open plan lounge-kitchen, Sarah was sat with a cup of tea and gave me a bit of a smirk. and I guess she’d heard us fucking from down the hall. I gave a slightly embarrassed grin back. The weeks passed, with Jess abroad and the three of us busy on our courses. We’d hang out together in the lounge most evenings, watching TV, and I enjoyed spending time with the two girls.

Behind on rent [MF] [BDSM]

Samantha put her face in her hands and sighed. “This is really embarrassing. I don’t think I can call him again.”

Samantha and Calvin were already two months behind on rent. Samantha hadnt worked in 3 and a half years, since little Grace had come along Calvin’s job as a security guard had been enough to keep the whole family. But coronavirus meant that Calvin had lost his job a couple of months ago and they were living off their savings, which were dwindling.

Calvin put his hand on his fiancées back and gently rubbed her, trying to give her some reassurance, though he was worried himself. “He was so nice about it last time, I really think that he can give us another month to find the money. One of the places I applied for is going to get back to me and offer me a job I know it. We just have to be patient.”

All Samantha could do was sigh. “Okay I’ll call him.”

She got up and went out in to the garden to make the call.