PART 2: I [M] blacked out at a party and got walked in on with two [FF] I didn’t know and the story doesn’t stop there

Okay I’m back by popular demand to finish the rest of my story. As I commented in the first post, I wont be posting the videos since I was unaware of the trouble that could get me into (s/o to the good Samaritan redditors out there). And no I don’t care if you think its fake because theres no proof, and no I wont send you the videos privately because “I can trust you” lol. So please save the hate and the hot girl catfish dms that think I’ll risk it all for some 2008 android nudes you got off the internet.

Now that we’ve got that out of the way, if you’d like to check out the first story to catch up here is the link: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ffklta/i_m_blacked_out_at_a_party_and_got_walked_in_on/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ffklta/i_m_blacked_out_at_a_party_and_got_walked_in_on/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

So to set the new scene, this happened in the same year 10 months later during the week of Thanksgiving. I’m from a smaller town where everyone tries to flee after they graduate but then everyone flocks back to crowd the bars once its the holidays and it’s always a big reunion. Now 10 months doesn’t seem like a super long time but there were a lot of shifts in my friend group from New Years to then. People moved away for work, couples broke up, drama ensued as it usually does with people under 25.

Did You Mean It? [MF] [Oral] [Public] [cheating]

“Is he asleep?” the message I’ve been waiting for finally flashes across my screen.

“Yes.”

“Open the door, Slut.”

Holding on to my phone, I sneak out of bed, tip-toe across the hotel room, grabbing a room key as I go, and crack open the door just enough to peer out, keeping the light spilling in from the hallway from reaching the bed. I wonder what he has arranged for me to do. I look out into the hall and there HE was. Owen.

I feel my lungs empty as my heart starts to race. I lick my lips and swallow hard as he smiles. My knees literally go weak at the sight of him smiling at me there in the hallway. Thankfully, my grip on the door and the wall are enough to keep me upright. It’s only our second time being face to face, but I know I will never tire of this man.

“You just gonna stare at me?” He says, with a chuckle.

First anal with [M]y g[F] (written by her + AMA)

I’ve talked about my escapades with my gf here [recently](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ffj4ut/first_adult_fuck_with_my_gf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf). I’m an 18 year old guy, about 5’10, 5.5 inch circumcised cock, white, brown hair, glasses. My gf is also 18 (just turned 18 last month!), about 5’5, C cup breasts, curvy ass, Indian (as in from the country India, not Native American), black hair, and glasses just like mine. We’ve done some very hot stuff before we turned 18, but I am unfortunately not allowed to discuss that on this subreddit. PMs are again open if you wanna talk about those times.

For this story, my girlfriend has graciously accepted my offer to write this story from her perspective. Not sure how she’ll do with this lol but knowing her it’ll definitely be hot. Enjoy folks:

The only [F]emale student becomes the class slut

This post is inspired by a post made a while ago by a girl in a similar situation in r/stupidslutsclub , couldn’t have done it without her!

Hey everyone! I’m a junior majoring in Computer Engineering at a college that is mostly made up of STEM majors, and because of that, our campus are male dominated, 70% of it being dudes, so I’m used to that 7:3 guy to girl ratio, increasing as I progressed to higher level classes

It’s became a norm for me, as my high school was also largely STEM based. I was the only girl on my high school robotics team, making hotel stays during competitions more exciting due to the constant (consensual) groping I got from teammates and members of other teams. So I’m used to being the center of attention in that regard

Now, this is gonna sound conceited, I’m a pretty hot girl that’s always surrounded by nerdy guys, which makes it easy to get laid, and even easier to get a reputation for being a bit of a hoe. I left that reputation behind in high school, only fucking around a bit in college, but not enough to get a reputation.

Yes, sir. [FM]

Okay, guys. I’m bummed about all of the sports being canceled in the light of COVID-19. So here’s a very loosely sports related story. As usual, I’m going to have a liiiiittle buildup first.

In college, I joined a fantasy football league in my dorm on a whim. As a lady who’s always been into sports, I figured it would be fairly easy to pick up. I didn’t realize I’d get completely obsessed with it. Every week, I’d talk so much shit to whoever happened to have the misfortune of playing me, and I’d spend obscene amounts of time researching. As a result of my obsession/beginners luck, I was doing pretty well.

At the same time, I was kind of seeing a guy on my floor. We had spent countless library sessions together, and we’d made out and done some over the pants stuff while tipsy and late at night when we were a little delirious from those library sessions. We had not done anything more, and I got the feeling he was kind of a *good guy* who wasn’t going to try anything too soon. I was also a lot less bold at that point in my life, so I definitely wasn’t going to initiate anything myself. I’d only had sex with one guy, and it had been a pretty mediocre back of the car whenever we could sneak the time kind of thing.

Sex Show Chapter 1 [F+, Exhib, Voy,]

I have been trying to Roleplay this scene for some time with no luck, so I just decided to write it out.

If interested in helping me continue please let me know!

I stand there in the bedroom, knees shaking, heart pounding.

With all that I have done, had done to me over the last few months I was still not prepared for this, whatever “This” was.

Almost stunned, I look at the beautiful white lingerie laid out on the bed. White Garter, stockings, White satin bikini panties and bra. Even the high heels were white. What was this, some sort of mock wedding or something?

I could hear you out in the hallway, speaking to someone, maybe more than one person? All Girls I think.

I think back to try and reconcile how I got here, it happened so fast, yet so slowly.

It started with us getting changes to go swimming, you seeing me naked in. The change room, complimenting me on my body, gushing over my good looks. Telling me how a body like mine should be enjoyed, not hidden.

Bred on the Farm [Mf]/[Mfm] [hucow] [breeding] [lactation]

**Part 1**

Annie squirmed in her seat as she read and reread the contract.

It seemed simple enough. Eighteen months of honest labour at Forrest Nursery and Farms, room and board included, in exchange for more money than she could have possibly imagined. Even just seeing the figure on the paper made her mouth dry. She could pay off her college debts, even set some aside for the future.

To distract herself from the decision, Annie raised the mug of coffee to her lips, taking a generous gulp. It was warm, and oddly sweet, and settled thickly in her stomach. Annie glanced up at the man standing in front of her.

Wade Forrest, owner and proprietor of Forrest Nursery and Farms, met her wary gaze with a warm smile. The farmer dressed exactly how Annie had always imagined a farmer would: a red plaid shirt that fit tightly over his strong, tanned body, worn denim jeans and muddied rubber boots. He was handsome in a fatherly sort of way, salt and pepper hair at his temples and the day’s scruff written across his strong jaw.

Now, he leaned against his desk, waiting for her to make a decision.

Two Sisters in One night… Then the older sister again about a week later. And then again about 5 years later. [MFF]

About 10 years ago when I was a young, dumb, and full of cum young man [M21], I lived in my childhood home all by myself. My parents had moved to another state and I was a server in college, so they let me stay in the house. Needless to say, my house was the party house (you know how servers get down). I was, reluctantly, in a relationship with a girl I worked with. She was nice and kind and all, but I wasn’t wanting to be in a relationship at the time.. the only reason we were is because I came home drunk one night and just said sure let’s go for it… But I digress.

I had a separate group of friends who lived down the street that had parties of their own. This is where I met the sisters… Let’s call the older one Sarah [F early 20s] and the younger one Jessica [F 18 or 19]. Sarah was blonde and that sort of sexy cute. Not a model looking bombshell, but damn pretty and confident, which made her even sexier. Jessica was slim with a tight athletic body, and wore glasses that gave her that sexy nerdy librarian vibe. I had spoken to Sarah a few times before but I knew she had a boyfriend so there wasn’t much happening there. Her sister Jessica was more quiet but sweet. We spent a lot of time just chatting about random shit on the sofa. It wasn’t too flirty, but I had the sneaking suspicion that she was at least a little bit into me.

Tied Up Wife [F],[M]

My wife recently started a new Anxiety/OCD medication that has worked very well improving her daily life, happiness but has also removed any old reservations she had about sex. I wrote another post about a sexual encounter last Saturday that seemed to have awakened booth or us!

We had the first crazy sexual encounter last Saturday and it’s all we could talk about on Sunday. My wife even asked me to go out to a local adult store and pick out some outfits or toys for us to play with. I picked up some fish net/stripper like outfits, the tiniest thongs/g-strings I could find, crotch less panties and a beginner bondage set. Unfortunately due to having young kids in the house we did not get to play on Sunday night. By Monday after work we could barely keep our hands off each other. We put the kids to bed and had a few drinks and went ups stairs.

The Succubus Part 3 [MF]

“Steve, I don’t know what your EEG machine showed but I had a vision.
It wasn’t a dream it was a vision of, well the best I could describe it was a vision of hell.”

I went on to describe what I had seen during the time I was out cold.
While I was relating this Steve had a BP cuff around my arm and taking my blood pressure.
I could see the look of consternation on his face as we spoke.
“Frank, lets head back to your room to talk.

If you don’t mind I’ve asked a friend of mine to join us.
He’s the head of a research team that explores the mechanics of dreams and dreaming.
They have been doing this work for a couple of years now and have had some interesting findings.

Returning to my room I was introduced to Steve’s friend Dr. John Green.
“Hello Frank I’m Dr. Green.
However let’s not stand on formality just call me John and if it’s OK with you may I call you Frank?”
He asked.
“Sure Frank is fine.” I said.