We [MF] hosted poker night and I got fucked by 7 men!

Easily my best night ever – this happened about 1.5 years ago

So, this has long been a fantasy of mine and my Daddy/Master decided to “gift” me it before my fall semester at my new college starts up. Enjoy because I sure did, soreness aside!

I stepped out of the shower, wrapping my hair in a towel after I dried myself off. My heart jackhammered away and to say I was anxious would be an understatement. I lotioned my body, having shaved in the shower. I wanted my skin soft and smooth as silk for tonight. My Daddy, “Jack”, came in behind me, kissing the back of my neck and hugging me.

“Excited about tonight baby girl?” he asked. I bit my lip, my brow probably furrowed a bit as I leaned against him, nodding my head.

“Yes, but I’m kinda nervous too. I don’t know why, but my tummy has butterflies,” I said, always honest with him on that. He hugged me tighter, looking down into my eyes.

A deal at the Crossroads Part 1 [Exposition] [Planned: MF, Anal, Fantasy]

Disclaimer: This is just part one of a two-part story. Unless heavily protested this story will contain some mild coprophilia (dirty ass to mouth) in part two. If that grosses you out you may want to pass up this story. It’s mostly written already, but I still need to do a lot of editing.

 
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Lynette sighed, brushing her dusty hands against her jeans. It was the eighth night in a row she had gone down to the crossroads. The trip was becoming tiresome, and if it didn’t happen tonight she was ready to give up. She kicked at the mound of earth which she buried her ritual-box. Research differed on what exactly the box should contain, so she tried a bit of everything: A vial of tears, spit, and sweat. A photo of herself. Several obscure herbs and roots; a bit dried Valerian root, Aloe powder, dried Bloodroot, and then she covered it all in graveyard dirt and brick dust. She knelt down in the middle of the dirt road, and uttered a short prayer, “please come tonight…” she whispered into the dark.

My competitive nature sparked an incredibly hot threesome [FMF]

This is kind of a continuation from this [post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gfd1v2/helping_a_friend_move_on_from_her_ex_and_get_back/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Vanessa became our roommate for about 3 months. She had a difficult time finding an apartment. Ryan and I didn’t mind. She was good company and contributed to our place. We all got along really well. It wasn’t some sexfest though. We’d flirt and occasionally walk in on one another naked, but that was the most of it, with the exception of my previous story and this particular night.

All three of us had a rough week. We were texting on how to celebrate getting through our week. We were too tired to go out and do anything, so we decided to stay in. Ryan suggested we play trivia and incorporate alcohol. Vanessa and I didn’t really have anything better in mind, so we agreed. When I got home from work, Vanessa was just coming out of the shower. Ryan had texted me he was on his way home from picking up booze. Our night of celebration was about to begin. We started with movie trivia. The rule was you have to drink if you say an incorrect answer. Vanessa and I were pretty bad at it. We had a good idea for answers, but just couldn’t fully get them correct. Ryan on the other hand was doing pretty well. So he wasn’t drinking as much as us two.

[MF] I got tied to the bed the first time I got fucked in the ass

This happened a couple years ago, when I was 23 and my boyfriend was 28. I’ve always had fun teasing and getting people riled up, and this night was no exception. I was at my boyfriend’s apartment (let’s call him Connor) and he was working late from home. This wasn’t super uncommon; he works in a high workload, high stress kind of job. Having to work late is one of the downsides, but one of the upsides is definitely the take charge personality type that kind of job attracts. Although he’s usually super sweet with me, he’s got a much more dominant, demanding side that I like to try to bring out. And as he was working away at his desk, the only thing I could think about was how fun it would be to see how badly I could distract him, how horny I could manage to make him as he tried to focus.

My Highschool Crush, 25 years later part 2

Krissi came over to me, mere inches away, and she stripped off my shirt, I kicked off my trousers, my cock felt like steel, and I groaned as her hand reached down, gently grasping my prick.

“You can lick a pussy like that, and your wife became a cold fish. I don’t know what some women have for brains.”

Her voice husky with desire, she purred, “It’s been way too long for both of us. Now that you’ve eaten the cake, we need some cream. Not ice cream, but a better kind of cream. I need it so much, I haven’t felt a man inside me for so long. I want your personal cream to fill my personal cake!”

She led me to the side of the bed, then lay down, her arms and legs spread wide, a lust filled smile on her face. The sight of her spread our for me, the racy undies she was wearing, really got me going.

“I’m going to leave my undies on, if you don’t mind, I love wearing racy things when I’m cumming. Take it Brian, I want you to fully enjoy your present.”

[F] I gave a parking lot bj

Long time lurker but first time poster. Because of COVID… my (20 F USA) semester basically ended early and I’ve been going stir crazy at home. Started using R4R to chat with random people and virtually “met” an awesome guy. He’s a truck driver, older, divorced, and just wanted someone to have conversations with everyday. Yes, he looks like your stereotypical trucker if you’re trying to get a image in your head. Also, he had a super cute yorkie dog that he took on the road.

Well after 3 weeks of chatting, he told me he’d be in my area and wanted to know what places were open for him to get a bite to eat. Me being the nice young lady I am… and wanting to get out of the house… offered to bring him food.

2. The debauchery of an Indian girl [FM] during quarantine.

[Part 1/3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gfbaai/1_the_debauchery_of_an_indian_girl_fm_during/)

Saturday morning, I woke up earlier than him. Probably because his apartment was new to me. Still naked, I went to the balcony to see the rising sun above the cityscape. Lounging on his deck recliner chair, I had a moment to ponder what just happened the day before.

I just entered a new realm. A domain of sexual freedom and expressions. I loved how he was uninhibited but not exhibitionary. I realized that I had been feeling the same, but had been holding up my sluttiness for too long and my religious beliefs and the culture in me will not dissolve even if I had sex. Or even if I had sex with multiple people.. I slowly drifted onto dreams about what I am going to do today with him/for him and how far was I willing to go. I knew couple of sex acts and popular sex themes form watching porn. But, never have I ever expressed my interest/desire even to my college friends or my current roommate. I also worried about how to get it started and how to overcome the pain.

A collabrative story where a man gets brainwashed and turned gay

By the end of the decade the nation had collapsed, the pandemic had rendered 99% of the population sterile, 800,000 women boycotted capitalism, and fearing the increasing amount of sexual crime, the government passed the Millennium Sexual Reform Act, a.k.a the SISSY Act , where random men are turned into sissies and sold as slaves to the highest bidder

(you can continue story in comments)

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In the Office, Part II

Does anyone miss being in the office?

…..from part 1…..

You can feel the tip of his finger circling around inside, almost pushing inside you but not quite. You can feel the pad of his finger, near the palm, rubbing lightly over your clit, pulsing slower now as you recover from cumming. Teasing your entrance, around and around but never quite in, he whispers in your ear, “so wet….”  He finally pushes the tip, covered in your slickness, inside you, just a little, just enough to make you want more.

You arch your back, but his hand follows your movement, only giving you a little. “You want me to find that little spot inside?” he breathes into your ear. “Fingers first,” he says, “little girl’s pussy feels so tight, I don’t know if my cock would even fit inside yet.” He dips his fingertip in and out a little faster, palm rubbing your swollen little bud lightly.

“But so wet,” he murmurs, pulling his hand back away, slick with your girl cum. He rubs it over your lower lip, making it wet, then his tongue touches your lip, and he sucks it into his mouth, kissing it. “So wet, I bet we could make it fit,” he says.

Our New Hobby – A Husband’s Perspective

***My Kink***

*We’ve been married for 14 months. It’s been wonderful. I love her more than I can explain and she loves me even more. But six months ago I found myself wanting to watch her get fucked by another guy. I didn’t understand it then and barely do now, but the feeling was strong and has grown stronger.*

*Michelle has been the love of my life for over three years. We met while I was in my junior year of college and for me it was love at first sight. She was my teaching assistant for an advanced economics class and I won her heart, eventually.*

*Michelle grew up in Oregon on a dairy farm, though not just any dairy farm; her dad is a “Milk Magnate.” He owns about a dozen dairies all along the west coast. Michelle is an only child. Her mother died in childbirth. Her father named Michelle after her mother, Michelle Marie. Her dad raised Michelle with the help of nannies, tutors, coaches and mentors. She walked early, talked early, and was reading by her second birthday.*