[FM] Stripping games turn into a fun night of punishment

As I mentioned in my first story, my boyfriend Henry and I greatly enjoy fucking (with) each other. One of our favorite games to play is “strip anything.” Here’s how you play: you turn every tiny thing in your life into a competition and then you incorporate stripping.

I should warn you that Henry and I are incredibly competitive people – our casual neighborhood walks almost always turn into a race to get home before the other person, and our grocery runs inevitably devolve into a game to see who can find the best deals on produce. How do you turn these into stripping, you ask? Easy! You just eventually rip off your and your partner’s clothes. Our races home end in a competition to see who can get naked faster once we get there, and the other person has to go down on them until completion. Our grocery bargain hunting ends with the loser having to perform a strip tease and masturbate in front of the winner. We also sometimes play strip cooking, where we have to take an item of clothing off whenever we finish a step in a recipe. Preheat the oven? Off go your socks. Wash the veggies? Yeah, you take off that paint-stained high school theater sweatshirt, you dirty girl.

Lust in the time of quarantine [MF]

It was several weeks into the stay at home order when my last set of batteries died and I found myself nervously eyeing the TV remote. Not being able to get out of the apartment had been wearing on me and I had found myself becoming more and more reliant on my vibrator to decompress at night.

A few dead batteries under normal circumstances would have been no sweat, but I had had no luck finding replacements on my last shopping trip. It seemed every other woman in my area was dealing with stress the same way. If I lived on my own, sacrificing the remote for a day or two would not have been a moral quandary, but I had my roommate Noah to consider.

Noah was a friend of my older brother. We had moved in together a few months prior to the outbreak in an effort to save money in our expensive city. We both thankfully had decent jobs that allowed us to work from home and had only recently begun to settle into a routine in the apartment.

My Friday night [Group]

I pulled up to Will’s not knowing what to expect. We have an arrangement; as the runner of a gangbang group with a bit of a voyeurist fetish, any time I like, he’ll arrange for any number of men to come and fuck me. Sometimes he blindfolds me until after I’ve sucked their dicks; sometimes he doesn’t tell me their names.

I always get there a little before the first guy so Will and I can have a drink and chat about the night. Here I learned that two of my favorites, Josh and Matt, would be returning for the night. Matt I remembered fondly as choking the hell out of me that one time.

And choke me he did. Matt was the first to arrive. First, he joined Will snd I for a drink and a chat. Soon, at the direction of Will, I started to rub Matt through his pants. He’d had a rough day, Will explained, and needed a distraction.

Soon the three of us were in the bedroom. I sucked Matt passionately until he got hard, and Will enjoyed abusing my ass (see my post history for pics). Then Will fucked me a bit, and I groaned while Matt choked me until I gagged and felt light headed.

[M]y Best [F]riend Part 4: Changes [Long]

This one has a lot of backstory/build up, but I’m also not writing every time we had sex because it’s not r/StevenandEmmy and I don’t think it’s necessary. But this one is. Enjoy.

Fast forward to last year. Emmy was in her senior year of college, about to complete her degree in nursing and already had a job lined up at the hospital in her college town. I graduated from the technical school and began working on my ASE certification. I landed a job at a well known shop also in her college town which was great because I could spend time with Emmy and other high school friends who attended her university. Additionally, I ended up living with her grandmother, gramma, who was lonely as Emmy’s grappa died just before we started college.

Emmy and I were able to keep our relationship, even at a distance. We would FaceTime or have Skype sessions when we needed each other for relief, and the occasional sexy picture. Before anyone asks, I haven’t and won’t share them because I respect Emmy too much and I’m a selfish bastard.

[FM] Went to some college parties with my son earlier this year

Been think a lot of earlier this year, before the quarantine and everything. About all the things I’ve done with my son. Specifically the fact that I talked him into going to college parties.

I started hooking up with my son last year. He has Asperger’s syndrome, which causes a lack of social skills, and makes communication hard, so any social stuff makes him uncomfortable. But I’ve been able to help him open up, convinced him to do stuff he normally wouldn’t do.

At the beginning of this year, when his winter semester of college started. I was on his Facebook (don’t judge) and I was reading stuff that kids from his college were posting, and one thing I saw was people talking about a college party happening later that week. I asked my son about that. He’s never been to one and I really wanted to go because I thought it would be fun! After a while I was able to convince him to go, telling him that it will help him socially and to at least do it for me. He eventually agreed.

[F] Sniffing My [F] Bestie’s Yellow Thong.

I had previously mentioned how last summer [my bestie was spending a week at time at my apartment. ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eoabqe/fm_fucking_while_bestie_is_in_the_shower/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

I had definitely intended to tell you guys more about that summer, more specifically, the naughty bits. But I just hadn’t found what else to share specifically. That is until a couple of days ago when I came across a photo of a girl in a yellow thong on here.

This story takes place before the time Luke fucked me while my bestie was in the shower. One of Samantha’s (my bestie) habits was that she left her clothes in the bathroom after her showers. Pretty standard girl stuff. I do it too. Luke isn’t a huge fan of it but he does enjoy seeing my panties and bra just out in the open so he never complained about Samantha doing it as well. I’m sure he enjoyed getting a little peak at what she was wearing under her clothes.

Getting Fucked by the Biggest Cock I’ve Ever Had [FM]

A few years ago, one of my husband’s fwb told me about a guy called Chris she’d slept with that had been one of her best ever. She especially went on about how much bigger her was than most guys. Naturally my curiosity was piqued so I got his number and we started texting. Straight away, he was very playfully sexual and we chatted off and on for a couple weeks, mostly a lot of sexting – our fantasies, kinks, histories, etc and he was really turning me on. I was rarely so open with guys, and the things he wanted to do to me just made me bite my lip thinking about it. And then we exchanged pics. Oh. My
God. He was so fucking hung. We started planning to meet up but we were kind of far away so I agreed I’d drive to him. I was super nervous – he was way bigger than any guy I’d ever been with. As I got ready, I couldn’t help but think about all the filthy stuff he wanted to do to me.

[F]irst Date Fuck [M]

Like my other stories there’s a slight bit of background. This was a little hookup I used to have with a girl who I’ll call Jess. Jess was about 4 years younger than me and a girl I’d just seen on Instagram. She was incredibly photogenic and used to get a lot of interest on social media. She’d always had a boyfriend for as long as I knew her online so I never slid in those DMs. Anyway, one day when scrolling through I clicked on her profile and noticed all pictures and references to her boyfriend had gone…bingo. A couple of days of exchanging “likes” on pictures and I slid right in and arranged a date if you will.

Through this moment in my life I was a serial dater and used to go out as often as I could just for something to do. We had a nice meal out and everything was cool. We got on really well. Our conversations had never been sexual despite the fact I’d fantasized numerous times about fucking her. She wore a great outfit that showed her body off (some form of skirt and a ‘nice top’) in all the right places. Anyway, I was driving so I’d only had one drink but Jess had had a few throughout the evening. Post-meal I asked whether she wanted me to take her home or if she wanted to go grab a Starbucks or something. Jess suggested we just go and sit off somewhere in the car and listen to some music. We both had the same music tastes so it seemed like a good idea.

My time in Uni MF Part 1

My time in Uni

After an amazing spring break, derek was back at it. Only the second day and already camped in the library. Nothing new to him, though. As an engineering student, he pretty much lived in there.. After a long spring break, the routine played out like he never left. Backpack, right shoulder. Coffee mug, right hand. The same grey sweat suit as always. Headphones dangling from the neck.

The library was massive. 2 never ending floors. You could get lost in there. With the huge funding the university received, the place matched in elegance. A glossy tiled floor of white with black streaks. Gold trim on the edges meeting the walls. High end building materials, and not a corner was missed. Flora surrounded seating areas. Wide, tall pots with large trees. Flowers and shrubbery lined a bar type sitting arrangement. As nice as some of the options were, derek already had a spot. Deeper on the west wing, second floor.

Ignoring a stack of dirty panties for laundry… Seeking the writer of my dreams.

A little about me personally, I’m 19 and on hold currently from school as the world has ground to a screeching halt. I am hopelessly single but not through lack of trying: one or two experiences have left me heartbroken and perhaps generally broken to begin with…. so I am hibernating in more ways than one, and looking to indulge myself in my primal loves.

The premiere of these deep passions is EROTICA. Why erotica you ask a girl so young? Well, to be perfectly honest, my first ever encounter with the deviant was not curiously checking online for pornography, but rather finding an adult channel on T.V. my parents had neglected to block…. and there I found my first love: softcore. Erotic films that were heavy-handed in both PLOT as well as sensuality that porn to this day could never capture. I loved getting to know the characters before their clothes came off, whether they be jaded police officers, free-thinking strippers or bored housewives; sometimes you had to wait an entire hour before you saw them bare and nude but dammit was it worth it, and I loved the genre.