[FFF] [MFM] [FMF] Stuck in quarantine me and my roommates have started having sex

I’m an only child and I craved attention growing up. Then in college I moved into a house with three other girls and over the course of the next two years we added two boys who we were really good friends with. Living in a house with five of my best friends is everything I ever wanted when I was in high school.

And then the quarantine hit. I was afraid that we were gonna be at each other’s throats in no time if we couldn’t go outside and get away from each other. We have a big house but with six people around there isn’t much privacy.

Turns out that isn’t a problem.

Nothing happened until the end of the first weekend in quarantine. My best friend Lisa and me were getting wine drunk and high in her room because what else is there to do? I admit, me and Lisa made out a few times when we lived in the same dorm room way back when, but nothing happened since. Our roommates started to join us one by one until all six of us were ripped and already half naked. I ended up in just my sports bra and pyjamas by the time Gracie (our last roommate) joined in. Read more »

Under Hazel’s Supervision – Part One

This is the first part of a back an forth collaboration with /u/grey0909. Let’s see where this goes!

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Standing in front of my dresser, I rummaged through my underwear drawer. Usually this was the fastest choice of my day – grab and go. Most girls fuss over what panty lines stay hidden with their outfit, but not me. I don’t care what they think, and guys don’t mind a preview of what’s underneath.

But today is different. It’s always different when you know someone is going to see you in your panties; it’s way different when it’s multiple someones. I pulled out a lacy white pair and put them on.

Lace is tricky. A little looks awesome, but too much and it looks antique. It can also be starchy and rough, a big issue when there’s going to be ‘activity’ in them. The lace on these was a fine soft mesh. Not the most elegant, but allowed for practical grinding and a “Yes, you would like to fuck this” look. Read more »

Sex With the Yoga Instructor, First time Lesbian [FF]

Three days after her romp with Kevin and one day after the soreness of her vagina dissipated, Mary called Asuka to schedule a yoga session. She could have easily driven herself to Asuka’s studio downtown, but she didn’t want to. Mary had grown accustomed to practicing yoga in her own garden, with the sounds of crashing waves in the background and the smell of salt in the air. While Asuka’s studio was the nicest in Portland, it was still stuffed indoors with conditioned air, slate walls, and stuck-up college girls. Asuka had only visited once since Michael died, and Mary was eager to get back on track and get her life together. Surprisingly, Asuka was available to make a house visit that same afternoon.

Asuka arrived at the Moore Estate at 4 pm. She got out of her Prius with a water bottle and a yoga mat, walked to the red front door of the wooden house, and rang the doorbell. Mary opened the door and greeted Asuka, “Hey! So good to see you. Thanks for coming, come in, come in.”

Asuka replied, “Of course Mrs. Moore, I’m glad I was able to come today.” Read more »

My heart won’t be quiet.

I need you. More than I can explain. This feeling in my stomach is aching and moving lower. I’m biting my nails, waiting for you to tell me I can touch you. The wait is agonizing. I can hear the swish of blood in my veins, my heartbeat in my ears is so loud I know you can hear it too. I’m silently begging you, please. You tap me on the back of my ear to let me know I can touch. A small touch from you, but an overall gateway to pleasures I can’t describe. I go for your cock immediately, that’s the prize for this submissive. I taste you and it’s salty and tangy and makes me wetter almost instantly. I suck you just the way you like, not stopping until I feel your torso starting to shake. That’s your tell when you get close. I stop and lay down in front of you, I love feeling you holding me down and when you’re above me, I feel like I should worship you for the pleasure you inflict on my body. I feel the head of you approach my wet, aching pussy and i hold my breath, waiting for that moment of complete ecstasy when you and I become one. Please don’t hold back, I’ve been a bad girl Daddy. Read more »

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Social Distancing and Grocery Shopping during COVID-19

We are to self isolate…We are to practice social distancing..
What about those that are completely, alone?

I find myself excited at the thought of going grocery shopping. I need to eat; this justifies me going out during this horrific time. The longing of being in public… I got dressed up. Hair washed and styled. Perfume on with just the right notes for the passer by to notice me.

I noticed some tiresome glance from ladies that are probably tired from child care at home along with work. I noticed some seniors that quicken their steps and hurry on by… Then there are men like YOU…

MEN that are home alone. MEN that have not gone out. MEN that lacks visual stimulation. HORNY, HUNGRY MEN like you.

YOU noticed:

The filling in my jeans screams juicy tender loving. The budding round bosoms shouts for an audience with the push up bra that normally is reserved for a naughty night out in a low V-neck T-shirt. My self inviting suede beige booties that announces my arrival with every step I take. The warm smiling lips that are just so inviting with its glossy natural shinny gloss. Read more »

[MM] My awakening as a fully-fledged bisexual – and the seduction that led to it – Part 3

Part 1 Here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fp2f8g/mm_my_awakening_as_a_fullyfledged_bisexual_and/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fp2f8g/mm_my_awakening_as_a_fullyfledged_bisexual_and/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

Part 2 Here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fplxnh/mm_my_awakening_as_a_fullyfledged_bisexual_and/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fplxnh/mm_my_awakening_as_a_fullyfledged_bisexual_and/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

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I woke up the following morning alone in my bed in the guest house, a deep sense of peace pervading my body. It took a minute for all of the events of the previous night to fully come back to me. But as specific snapshots of the evening flooded my brain one by one, my already erect cock started to ache uncomfortably. Instinctively, my hands started to slowly work my own shaft, relieving the strain almost immediately. Memories of me bent over the armchair in the living room; the look on Tom’s handsome face as I took his cock in my mouth; the view of myself in the bathroom mirror, on my back, legs in the air with Tom’s dick pumping in and out of me; all flashed through my mind and very soon I was cumming again. Read more »

Sabrina: The Story of a Sex Slave PART 2 [BDSM, M/f, NC, Reluc]

*Part 2! Part 1 can be found in my feed. Enjoy and PM me if you want!*

My throat went dry as Geoffrey pushed me inside the room that looked like a dungeon. The walls were a deep maroon. One had a large boudoir, left casually open, displaying a terrifying array of whips, paddles, chains, vibrators, dildos, plugs, and rope. Beside it was a wooden horse, a torture device I vaguely remember reading about. Mounted on it was a Sybian that made my vision go spotty with fear. There were cages of varying sizes, an ominous flat cot facing a machine with a dildo on the end, and hooks hanging down from the ceiling, presumably to tie me to. There were other contraptions and sex toys I couldn’t even begin to describe. In my sudden shock and horror, I felt the crack of a whip against my breasts.

“On your knees, slave. Shoulders back, tits out, arms to your side. Spread those thighs. Now.”

Eager to avoid the sting of his whip, I did as Nathaniel said, breathing hard. Read more »

Sabrina: The Story of a Sex Slave PART 1 [M/f, NC, Reluc]

*Thought I’d share one of my [18f]  favorite fantasies. Enjoy and PM me if you want (:*

I jolted awake, every muscle tensing as the sound of a key being jammed in a metal lock reverberated throughout the room. 

Room? I should say cell. The cold, hard concrete ground sported only a small, thin mattress and a tattered blue blanket. All four walls were simple metal sheets that rang when you tapped them – a built-in alarm system. The cell door blended almost seamlessly into the wall, and left me in utter darkness save for the  pitiful flickering bulb above me.I could hear the wailing cries and sniffles of other girls, although I couldn’t see them. I wondered how many others there were. Above all, I wondered what the hell was happening.

All I remember is jogging around the city block after lunch before heading back to the office, where I worked as a temp for a prominent car company. I had only been running for a few minutes when I sensed a presence behind me, and began to turn my head. At that moment, an enormous, gloved hand reeking of bleach and acetone smothered my entire face and pulled me off the sidewalk. Before losing consciousness, I felt myself being pulled towards someone else, saving me from banging my head as I was forced into a slow-moving car. My head lolled as one of them tied my feet, and the other my hands. Before I could kick or scream or cry, my world went black. Read more »

When Sex Became Transcendental [MF]

The only times I ever felt like I was making love was with this guy Matt (not his real name). He was my best friend for six years before our relationship became physical. And he was the first guy to tell me he was in love with me. We’d spend entire nights talking in his car in front of my parents’ house and then drive somewhere cool to watch the sun come up.

The first time we had sex, I was drunk. It was just standard fucking. But it was important because I was hesitant to have sex, so it broke that awkward platonic friendship barrier. The second time we were sober… and oh man, it was otherworldly. Everything I’ve ever felt toward him, every deeply personal secret shared, moments of vulnerability, uncanny emotional and physical connection, etc. helped create this almost spiritual experience.

**How It Happened**

Matt and I kissed passionately as he laid me on his bed in a missionary position. It felt like he was trying to draw in my breath to suck in my essence. Like our two souls were traveling through our mouths so they could live together in one body, transferring from me to him and back again. We undressed slowly, savoring every touch, taste, smell, sight, and sound. I’d never felt so present or felt like someone was as present with me. Every molecule in our bodies was pointed toward each other. Read more »

My afternoom as a slave [Masturbation] [MFFF] [Humiliation]

Author note: Not sure who this is for, just got the idea after reading another story on here!

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You know how they say you can get anything on the Internet? Well I think it’s true!

I’m 20, just a normal, dorkish kinda guy I suppose you’d say, I’m no model and pretty shy, so I’ve not had much success with girls. I’ve made out a few times at parties and felt up some drunk girls breasts, but I’m still a virgin.

So I suppose it’s no surprise that I spend a bit, OK, a lot of time masturbating. Wanking off to porn magazines and websites. I have good imagination so I turn my ‘sessions’ into experiences in my head, imagining it’s the girl I’m looking at that I’m having sex with, not just my hand. Over time though I’ve imagined the girl is watching me wank off. She wants to see what I have before I’m worthy of entering her mouth, or pussy. I imagine she teases me about having a small cock, of how worthless I am. It’s really been turning me on for some reason. Read more »