When I was 20 me and a group of friends went to a party one of us was invited and heard it’s gonna be a great time. It was a big party at a house in the rich part of the city we live in. I probably knew 6 people at the party and their might have been like 200 people in the house. In one room it was like a living room they had people just going at it, they had masks for people to wear for some reason I seriously don’t know why. And later in the night after some drinks I decided hey I’m drunk enough to enjoy this weird shit. So it was kinda dark in the room they had some low lighting I got a mask, they only covered the top of your face. I walked around until this girl in a purple mask grabbed my hand and placed it on her chest we kissed and she pulled up her dress I took my pants off she pulls my dick out we have sex right there on the floor. It gets kinda hard to remember all the details but at one point when I was going to release my load and she was on her knees giving me head I pulled her closer and came in her mouth. In doing so I kinda messed her mask up a bit she took it off. She swallowed and her head still down began to lick me then I saw her face with the little light. No mistake that snapped me out of it, grabbed my pants and left ran out of that room real quick. I later found one of my friends and said I need to get out of here so he gave me his keys and told me to just go lay down in his car. While leaving I see the girl I had sex with no mistake same dress no mask she was walking with a few other girls it was my cousin. I got in the car and passed out I woke up two hours later my friends were leaving they woke me up saying they got out at the right time the cops were called. I’m guessing from the loud music on one side of the house. I never told my friends what really happened two of them also hooked up with girls at the party. And a few weeks later while at my cousins house I walked into her room while she was out and found the dress so that made me sure it was her. Here’s the thing it’s known to most of the family that she’s kinda slutty she’s been found at other parties since then. But whenever I see her at family parties or other events I can’t help but think back to that moment. Here’s the thing I’m not attracted to her she’s kinda a bitch but that memory is stuck in my head. She has no idea I’m the guy she fucked. And I have to admit she gave the best head.
Kinky advent 17/24 [F] [Bi] [bdsm]
After a little break I got granted yesterday, today’s assignment was to practice another slave/sub position. The position ‘wall’ is a standing position. Facing the wall with your hands crossed over your head, touching the wall with your arms. Back is slightly arched with legs hip wide apart. Seemingly an easy position to practice but again I got me into the proper submissive mindset. Especially after thinking about how it would be during play, butt presented, not knowing what’s going on behind your back and what’s coming next. A 6/10 in intensity for this task.
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[MF] When in doubt, don’t risk the pullout
Here I am again, Day 2, the well is dry but the writers seat is hot and u/puriuh is once again convincing me through her lies and sweet talk that my writings are worth reading so here’s one of many many encounters I took part in as a result of a little website called okcupid. This ones a little dumber and less heated and intense but, what matters is that it happened and someone should know
**Online Dating – Circa 2013**
So before smartphones were booming, before Tinder became the app every other dating app wanted to copy, when online dating meant something man…(please read this heavy sarcasm because boy is online dating not the greatest, lol) there was a dating “site” called okcupid. First referred to me by a friend in college due to it being free and me being clueless about dating at the ripe age of 18, I had poked around and made an account a few times but ultimately never had much early luck, but (if you read my last story) as you know, 2013 was a blooming year for me sexually and okcupid was still a functional site where you could easily get to know and meet partners of all kinds.
Extra Credit: Part 2 (MF) (Student/Professor) (F pov)
**Part 2**
I stumbled out of Professor Wells’ class with my heart nearly pounding out of my chest and a slip and slide between my legs. My whole body was shaking with excitement as I replayed what just happened in my mind. Did he seriously just push his dick against me and ask to meet later? I thought back to the feeling of his warm breath tickling my ear. “Don’t be late”, he said to me. Oh, I wouldn’t be. I walked slowly back to my single dorm room with a nervous excitement in my gut, thinking about what I was going to wear and if we were actually going to get down and dirty in his office or if that was just a tricky way of giving me a real extra credit assignment.
[FM] Aggressive Sex
My husband and I were sitting on the couch underneath a blanket. I noticed a bulge under the blanket. I pulled it away to view my husband’s hard cock. I looked at him with a smile and he pushed me down towards his cock. I began to grab his shaft and lick his tip. I closed my lips around his head and licked underneath his tip. I could feel his cock expanding. I love seeing the veins push out. I continued to jerk him with my mouth until he was ready to take me. He pushed me against the couch with my head facing forward and ass up. He shoved my face on the cushion and began to rub his tip on my clit. I pushed back wanting more. He then thrust into me, pushing me forwards, violently shaking my breasts. He felt so good, sliding in and out of me. He continued to push me down while he slapped my ass harder and harder. Each thrust made me wetter and his thrusts smoother. He continued to fuck me until he came. I wanted more, I continued to thrust towards him until I finished.
I [M] got my first (unexpected!) blowjob just minutes before one of my final exams [F, dunno where to fit it in the title so]
So it’s exam season, stakes are pretty high, all that good shit. Everyone’s adrenaline is spiking, and I guess it’s making some people horny, such as stupid, awkward, idiot virgin me (This is an important fact, keep it in mind). Lots of these posts give you a physical description of themselves, but I’m not gonna bother you with it since I’m just an 19-year old with an average build, so imagine something actually sexy instead. The girl in question I’ll be referring to as Rebecca (not her real name, of course) and it is worth noting that she shares two distinct traits with me: 1. she is a comrade-in-arms in being an awkward virgin (though she’s going to break out of the awkward part in this story) and B. she is a thoroughly average 19 year old – at least objectively. I think she’s hella cute, both in personality and in looks, so come up with your own mental image.
So I wrote this about 3 hours after it happened or so, and I’m still reeling from it to be honest. Couldn’t post it until today because of the rule where your account has to be a day old, which is fair. Also btw I’ve never written anything even close to erotica, so uh don’t mind my overt literal-ness I guess
Part 2 of Me [F] visiting my much older, former, professor[M] at his apartment. [Long] Part 2
Continuing where I stopped earlier. I actually wrote part 1 two days ago but didn’t post before today, thus already writing part 2. Link to Part 1 here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ebufkl/me_f_visiting_my_much_older_former_professorm_at/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ebufkl/me_f_visiting_my_much_older_former_professorm_at/)
He must had known I was there, just meters away from him because the living room wasn’t huge. I didn’t see this coming. Fearing I’d made a fool of myself somehow, I hesitated but asked “ummm Professor Lee, do you want me to go, I’m sorry I wasn’t aware it is already late” My stomach sunk as I uttered those words, cos I had been so *convinced* there was a mutual attraction between us. Fuck, I was so disappointed. Then, without turning, he said ” I don’t want you to go.”
Oh *damn*, shit shit, I almost couldn’t believe it. But I was frozen, frantically thinking of something, *anything,* to say. I should probably mention, that his English is excellent, and most of our conversation was in English. But, since Korean is a high-context langauge, right there and then it was easier for me to express myself in Korean, because it would allow me to be a little less direct but still with the same intention behind the words, which I think he liked.
Extra Credit: Part 1 (MF) (Student/Professor) (F pov)
Part 1
“Bzzz! Bzzz!”, I heard to my left, startling me out of a dreamy state. I was having the most wonderful dream. My weak attempt to pull myself back into it was interrupted by sudden panic. “Shit! I’m late again”, I said to myself as I looked down at my phone and realized I had hit the snooze button for the last hour and 20 minutes. Professor Wells was going to be pissed. I had already been late for this 8am class 4 times now, and a 5th time meant that I would drop half a grade’s worth of points. I jumped out of bed and ran a brush through my long blonde hair, moving quickly through my morning hygiene routine. I smoothed on a bit of tinted moisturizer, blush, and some pale pink lip balm. “That’ll have to do”, I thought to myself as I pulled on some easy high-waisted jeans and a fitted cropped long-sleeve.
Advent Kinkendar: December 17th [Ffm]
Miss was so tender as she woke me this morning, softly caressing my still sensitive skin, letting me wake slowly and guiding me to a beautiful climax. It’s honestly the best way to wake up in the morning. I was sucking her fingers as she stroked the boy to one as well, feeling more contented than ever in my life.
We both recognised our gifts today; the large water bottles we drank from before we were strapped into our sensory deprivation suits days ago. We blushed at the memory of what Miss had driven us to that day. “Drink up” Miss said with a smile; both were already full and we began gulping it down. “As well as your orgasms, today you’ll be asking permission to pee” she told us.
I’m not sure quite how I felt about the prospect; while I’ve enjoyed being controlled in the past, having my underwear selected, doing tasks; I’ve never even thought about handing over control of what is a normal bodily function. The thought kinda weirded me out a little, but I supposed that it was straightforward and uncomplicated, no reason to object really.
Losing My Strip Club Virginity and Meeting My First Mistress [MF]
There I was, my very first time in a Strip Club ever where I live. I did my research on strip clubs and how to play the small talk game and how to take a stripper home if it happens. It is an upscale strip club. I walked in and some exotic dancer was on center stage pole. I paid my admission fee and then I sat down. Within a couple of minutes, I had a waitress come over and ask if I was drinking. I ordered my drink and waited. The Club was dead on a Sunday night so I knew I was going to get the most attention.