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I [F] paid off my student loans by performing at a live sex show – AMA!

Hey all!

I just finished paying off the last of my student loans and thought it was a good time to revisit how I did it. I have posted the stories about how I twice performed at a live sex club:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8bingx/getting_auctioned_off_for_sex_long_fmm/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8bingx/getting_auctioned_off_for_sex_long_fmm/)

[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9eoozp/finished_paying_off_my_student_loans_by_having/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9eoozp/finished_paying_off_my_student_loans_by_having/)

During one show, I was auctioned off to a customer who got to watch and direct me having sex with two men in a private room. He wasn’t allowed to touch or do anything, but could basically ask the guys to do whatever he wanted to me. It was the first time I had ever been with two guys (well I guess there were three guys there technically!)

The second time, I had sex with 5 guys on a stage in front of about 200 people, with very little control as to what acts were done on stage. I basically was taken every possible way you can imagine and took a load from each of them twice during the show in pretty much every place imaginable! Read more »

Night of the Living Pussy Chapter 2

*Two hours later*

Stephanie woke on the floor and slowly began to rise. She turned her head to look at the clock, which read 11:23pm.

“Shit…..” she muttered as she slowly picked herself up off the floor. Once on her feet she yelped as she felt a familiar stir between her legs.

“About time you woke up, haha. Did you have sweet dreams?” Her pussy taunted.

“Oh god….no no no no no”, this can’t be happening to me. I mean, I must be going crazy. You…..you can’t be alive I mean it’s impossible. It doesn’t even make sense.” Stephanie stammered.

“You make it sound like it’s a bad thing. I know you enjoyed yourself. Not bad for a first orgasm huh?” Her pussy taunted yet again as she stumbled over to her bed.

“Yes….okay I admit it felt amazing I guess, but it’s only a matter of time before I’m a lab experiment.” Stephanie said, feeling strange as she talked to her crotch.

“Honey I can be very discrete. It’s not like I’m going to start talking to everyone you come across. I don’t want the attention either, but then again I can’t promise I won’t be a little naughty here and there.” Her pussy smirked as her right boob squeezed and her nipple tweaked itself. Read more »

Waiting impatiently as instructed

Waiting impatiently

As instructed

Toy in

Face down

Dripping

With anticipation

Hearing the door

Open and close

Feet on the steps

And down the hall

Hearing you pause

Taking in

The good girl

Lain across the bed

Waiting impatiently

As instructed

HELPING HER OUT OF A DEAD MARRIAGE [MF] [cheat]

My friend Jessie is a chef in a neighborhood restaurant that was struggling. The food was good, but the owner was hesitant to spend money on advertising. So, I offered to help run their social media account in exchange for free dinners once or twice a week. I’d come in, hang out with Jessie, snap some photos, and hang out.

Jessie is married. Her husband is … kind of a dick. But it’s not entirely his fault. Jessie had an “almost affair” five years ago with her personal trainer. Her feelings at home were being neglected. And this trainer was, obviously, praising her constantly and cheering her on. Feelings were caught. Time was spent with the trainer outside of the gym. They went on morning jogs, afternoon hikes, even lunches.

When Jessie’s husband found out, his suspicions were raised. He asked, politely, if he needed to be worried about this trainer. Jessie’s stomach went into knots. She told him he didn’t need to worry. But secretly … he did need to worry. Realizing she was falling for her trainer, she started to distance herself from him. She apologized, but he understood.

PISS GIRL [mf] [piss] [mast]

Saturday night. Around two in the morning. Suzi was comfortably drunk. A little stumble here and there. But still aware of her surroundings. All that really changed was that she let her guard down, became a little more flirtier than usual, and danced like a fucking stripper.

Dave noticed her from across the bar, grinding a female friend of hers, who was also comfortably drunk. Suzi kissed the girl on the neck. Pretty soon, they were making out as purple lights flashed over the dance floor. First, he just casually watched from the corner. But then, he decided it was time to make a move and at the very least, offer to refill her drinks.

As soon as he approached, her eyes lit up. He was sexy. She grabbed him and pulled him onto the dance floor and pressed her petit body against his.

“Heyyy,” she whispered. I’m Suzi. S-U-Z-I.”

“Dave. D-A-V-E.”

She smirked and kissed him. Within seconds, they were making out.

“I was going to ask if I could get you another drink, but I like this better,” he said. Read more »

Sharing wife with college BBC [MF], [MFM]

Marcus had rented the apartment over my neighbor’s garage. My wife, Cindy, met him as he was moving in then introduced me a few days later. He was 21 and attending a near by college.

Cindy watched him moving his stuff in all that day and couldn’t help but appreciate his physique. Marcus was close to 6 foot tall, very dark skinned with a slim frame and well defined chest, we later learned his grandparents were from Jamaica.

Cindy was 32 at that time – 5’4” tall, 145lb with strawberry blond hair and a 36 B-cup. She watched Marcus work all afternoon and quietly reveled in it when he stripped off his shirt due to the heat. She even txt me at work to warn me a “hot guy” was moving in next door.

I teased her for fawning over the youth, but even as we joked it was apparent she was impressed with him. That night she told me how she offered him some ice tea and took it over. They had talked for a bit and she thought he was real nice. Read more »

First post here

I am not an English native speaker, so I expect my writings to have some mistakes. I wrote this long time ago when I was studying English. I don’t know if this is the best sub to post this. If it is not, please let me know where to post it. Feedback is greatly appreciated : )

Her silhouette still haunts me, restless thoughts of a brief yet heart crushing time. I grasp in desperation every scrap of memory, trying to avoid them fading into oblivion. Her blurred face reflects in the back of my mind bringing mixed feelings of bliss and sorrow forth.

My senses betray me and I sense her skin, the natural body warmth she expels and the weight of her body as if my fingers could retrace her silhouette in the air.

My heart skips a beat and a tear stars to form in one of my eyes, my voice breaks and I feel a knot in my chest. I continue to slip into the past trying to envision her in the blank space in the corner of the room. A cold chill runs down my spine and I can’t help but wonder in regret what went wrong. Read more »

If true stories are allowed here, here’s one of a series (xpost from r/sluttyconfessions)

February, 2001. Man, how time flies.

I was back in my hometown on a work assignment, and I was in my hotel room checking out Yahoo Chat to see if there was anyone around who might be a playmate. Bear in mind that my hometown is pretty small, and I still had family and a lot of people I knew there. More importantly, my wife still had family and friends there.

(Why didn’t I stay with family? Simple: The company was paying for the hotel and I needed to be able to work there and tie up the phone lines for my computer. Remember, this was before wi-fi.)

Given the circumstances, (a) the chances of finding someone were pretty small, and (b) the chances of finding someone who either didn’t know me or would be discreet were even smaller.

Even a small chance is a chance, though, and this one paid off.

I’d seen her before, and knew people in her family, but she didn’t really know me. I definitely remembered her, though. She worked at one of the discount stores in town, and I always tried to go through her line when she was working. And yeah, every time I went through her line I thought about fucking her. She was always really quiet, and I wondered if she had a wild side she didn’t show. Read more »

Leisure Time is Pleasure Time. [alien, large insertion, orgasm control, free use]

Join Space Force, they said. It’ll be fun, they said.

I don’t know how long I’ve been here. It’s some kind of alien prison colony and, wherever this is, the sun doesn’t rise very often.

Our cycles don’t vary very much. Me and the crew are given just enough food, just enough socialization, and just enough exercise to remain healthy. Before we’re returned to our cells, we’re studied and experimented on in a grossly invasive manner. It’s odd how quickly I’ve gotten used to it all.

Unlike the rest of the crew, I still believe that we’ll be rescued. Most of them have given up hope, though. Some of them don’t even want to be rescued. Every day, that minority grows in number.

I’m currently in my cell, pacing back and forth. After the experimentation is the sleep cycle but, before that is what us prisoners have begun to refer to as ‘leisure time’.

I glance at the bulb above the doorway. It’s still green but it won’t remain that way for long. I had been trying to devise an escape plan but this is the only time of day I had to think and it was soon to be interrupted. Read more »