Swinger and cross dressing part 5 Gay, CD,BI MM MFM factual

My wife has to go away on business sometimes, once myself and Bob decided we would have a rip to a crossdressing/gay friendly hotel.

We booked in went up to our room, I decided this time to really show off my figure I was very proud of my boobs and legs I put on a tight black minisirt with a lace lowcut see thru top 5inch heels and hold up stocking.

There was a stage show that night and we had a table near the stage, we had our dinner and the show started. I did not know but there was a transvestite performing I knew, halfway thruough the act she spoted me in the audience and said their isa friend of mine her name is Vicky come up here please. When I got up there she kissed me on the cheek and whispered in my ear and I said yes. She then announced that she would sing, while I did a strp tease (which would not take long lol). Read more »

Tease me. (Needed a way to tell my s.o. what to do)

I enjoy being teased. Whispering in my ear, with your hand around my neck holding me with a grip. I dont want to be allowed to move. I want to be dominated, completely, but first…take me with your voice, your mouth, your tongue, I dont want you to rush. I dont want you to get rough with me, unless your hand is around my neck, control me. Take your time whispering to me, telling me how attractive I am, what you want from me, asking me if I want you. Please tease me. Please ask me if I want you, when I say yes, please hold back for more, keep teasing me until my breathe trembles. Kiss me, my neck, my cheek, lick my ears and bite my earlobes, my lips. I want to want you. Take my hand and place it over your cock, keep teasing me. I want to be shaking in my breathe. I want the real dominance in you to come out. I want to be played with, play games with me…please dont stop until you hear me beg for you to take me. I want to drag the animal out of you. I want you to play with me until it’s no longer a game. I want you to tease me until I beg for your cock to be deep inside of me.

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Bliss Part 5[FFf][addiction][drugs][femdom][femsub][oral]

Vicky’s eyes fluttered open, waking in the morning to the sound of her name being called from downstairs. She rubbed her eyes and crawled out of bed, her pink satin pajama set clinging to her youthful form. Her blonde hair was held up on the top of her head in a messy bun, wispy strands hanging over her face.

Vicky heard her name again echoing from the bottom of the stairs, and as she became more aware of her waking surroundings, she realized that it was not the voice of her mother. She made her way down the stairs and called out to her mother.

“Mom?” Vicky yawned, trotting down the steps. “Mom is someone here?”

“Vicky, honey, we’re down in the living room.” Vicky realized that the voice that had been calling to her was Janet’s. “Come join us, I have something here for you.” Read more »

[M]y First Crush

Note: I’m reposting this from my old account which I’ve deleted.

Many years ago, all the way back in first grade, I had a crush on this one girl… Let’s call her ‘S’. S and I, we would sit together every day during recess and talk. Side by side, watching the other kids play. She was my favorite person. This continued for years, up until third grade when she (in that schoolyard kind of way) began dating ‘J’. Over time, our friendship faded, and school and time continued on unabated.

Twenty years later, I’d moved back to my home town after college, and I received a Facebook message from ‘S’. It was strange, having not talked to her in almost ten years, but we fell into a rhythm and before long decided that we needed to get drinks.

Well, it was a busy time of year for her, and we could never match schedules or energy levels, until one night she said – ‘just come hang out at my place, I don’t feel like going out, but don’t feel like missing a chance to hang out.’ Read more »

[MF] Procrastination 101 – I kept pulling all-nighters because I couldn’t pull out of her. (Part 3 – The Classroom)

[Link to Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cwiwzr/mf_procrastination_101_i_kept_pulling_allnighters/)

[Link to Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d9w499/mf_procrastination_101_i_kept_pulling_allnighters/)

Damn I got busy – it’s been a while but I want to finish this story before I do any others :)

# The Classroom

I practically dragged Shae through the hallway because I was so horny. Luckily it’s late: past midnight already, so the university building was quiet. The only noise to be heard was the sound of the exposed HVAC system mildly humming and the echoes of our footsteps on the cheap linoleum floors.

We get to the room I had in mind. Now, most of the classrooms were automatically locked by a computerized keycard system. Being a TA, I had two different classrooms that I taught in – and consequently had keycard access to. I swipe my card, wait for the green light, hear the click, and open the door.

The door automatically locks behind us, so I’m not worried about any other students accidentally walking in. The only other people who had access would be the custodians or the security guards, but I saw neither around the area. Read more »

[FM]: I’m 23[F], curvy, with a libido that won’t stop. Should I post?

I like to think my sexual history is full of interesting stories but sometimes they seem too tame to post here.

I’m going to post my most recent sexual encounter here and let you good (read: very bad) people be the judge.

**BACKGROUND

I live with my parents, as do most people in SE Asia and I had two friends (23M and 24M) from university come spend the weekend at my house.

24M and I have hooked up in the past and most of our close friends know this, however they don’t know that we still are. Hooking up that is.

**STORY

Cut to their first night. All three of us slept in my room which has two twin beds and we put down a mattress in between the beds. 23M (platonic friend) took the floor mattress and 24M and I took a bed each on either side of him. Platonic friend was lights out pretty quickly and 24M texted me, calling me a tease for putting my ass in full view of him.

I switched the cooling on so it was actually cold enough to put on a blanket, covered up, and invited him to come join me in my blanket. Read more »

Euphoria

Lay down. Skin slides across the sheets. Naked form, the most pure and natural. Fingertips trace eyes, nose, lips. A memory born, saved, imprinted on the mind, never to be forgotten. Eyes meet, gazing into the other. Gazing through the other. Words exchanged without a single sound. Soft breathing with the rise and fall of chests.

Lay down. Do not leave until the sun breaks through the window. Perhaps even then, do not leave. Stay and revel in the most pure and natural way. Bodies tangled. Pleasure, pain, all the same. Skin slides across skin. Each consumed by the other. Soft breathing not enough. Lungs filling faster and deeper. Eyes meet, the fire of desire recognized. Burning at the core.

Lay down. Disappear in the depths of indulgence. And yet, experience the highest of highs. That which cannot be fabricated by any other. That which will be sought after until laying down for the last time.

Happy New Year [Non-Fiction, Car Sex, Squirting]

This need to see him is like a hot living thing in my stomach, warm, flooding down my legs, causing my nipples to become hard and my breath to become shallow. It’s crazy but I thought I could make an hour or so on New Year’s Day, so M came to pick me up and we took a drive.

Happy New Year. Snowflakes are falling faster, filling the rectangle of windshield I can manage to see out of all scrunched down in my seat. Snowflakes like static, white against gray sky. M tells me to take off my jeans but I keep my panties on, smooth and black and pulled tight against my puffy pussy lips. I like it better that way, when he rubs and plays with me through my clothes, makes me wait, makes me work for it.

‘Spread your legs, Fox’ he tells me, holding my slim legs apart. ‘More’. M reaches over to pinch and tease my clit, coaxing it out from between my lips. I squirm in the seat next to him, spreading my legs as far as I can, eager and desperate to show him. He pinches my sensitive mound and looks at me questioningly as if to ask, ‘Is this what you want? Read more »

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WORST sexual experience I’ve ever had [FM]

I’m sharing this story because I was so overwhelmed by how terribly bad it was that it warranted sharing.

I (19F) had a guy (20M) to my apartment that I was familiar with through a friend. I was a little drunk and when he offered to come over, I said yes – expecting mediocre sex, but enough to do the job haha. He came and we chatted for a while, he seemed like a nice guy, and I thought hey maybe this could go somewhere (wrong).

We start “kissing” which essentially meant him keeping his mouth open, lips unmoving, while he jammed his tongue into mine. I tried my best to work with his lips, but they were open to wide to pretend I was kissing him like normal, bad bad bad.

Next after the terrible open mouth kissing situation, he asks “should I put on a condom?”, both of us fully clothed. Confused at the abruptness I said “sure?” and then we proceeded to have sex, almost entirely clothed, for about 10 minutes before I called it quits. The face he was making truly looked like he was in pain rather than pleasure, and it was honestly an uncomfortable sight. He falls asleep quickly (leaving me about a foot of my own bed) and that was the end of that. Read more »

Garnet – an Outfoxed Story – Chapter 1 [rape, supernatural]

Germany, 1654

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Everybody told stories. Garnet had heard them her whole life. Of twisted, ancient trees whose roots bound unwary travelers who rested under their branches, holding them until they rotted and provided morbid sustenance. Of tittering faeries, dancing on trails of sparkles, coaxing curious onlookers ever closer until they pitched into any number of lethal traps. Of luscious maidens bathing in rivers and lakes, laying sumptuous skin bare, luring men close until they fell prey to prehensile tresses of silken, strangling hair. Everybody in the village had their own favorite tale, passed down by grandparents or stolen from a passing merchant or built from personal experience nobody else could confirm. They varied in length and lethality and the exact triggers for catastrophe, and the creatures might even change from telling to telling, but the moral was always the same: there were monsters in the world, and only a fool traveled alone and unprepared.

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