Sympathy Blowjob [FM]

So like up to now everything I’ve posted has been some weird power dynamic or some internal conflict. But today I’m just going to tell you about the time I blew a guy at a party because I felt bad for him. Because sometimes you just do something and it isn’t dripping with subtext, it’s just a slutty thing you did.

This was during my freshman year of college. I lived at home but spent a lot of nights in dorm rooms of friends of mine, especially after we went out drinking, and there were plenty of chances to just go to parties, hang out, that kind of thing. I was enjoying that part of life, being a pseudo-adult, all of that.

So I was at a party my soon-to-be-sorority was hosting. There was this guy there, average guy, nothing particularly noteworthy. I’m very flirty when I drink and I’d definitely been drinking. Note that “flirty” doesn’t automatically mean “horny”, I just like the flirting part; it can escalate from there but it doesn’t have to.

[MF] Dumping a big load

A few months ago I had a vasectomy done, and they give you the cups for testing after the procedure. Life got in the way and I never got the test done to prove I was no longer shooting active sperm.

This past week my wife put down the hammer that I had to get tested. I checked the information and it said to not ejaculate for 48-72 hours. This was new to me as I jerk-off daily, or my wife and I have been focusing on having sex at least twice a week (kids and stuff).

I wake up this morning ready to go drop of the sample. I had picked out the perfect porn to watch. As I’m about to get started I double check the sample instructions and realize that you have to call the lab 24-hours in advance. Now I’m 4 days backed-up, and can’t drop off until Monday morning.

I was in the bathroom but heard my wife wake up. Already being hard, I Porky-Pigged into the bedroom and told her the problem.

“What do you want me to do?”

Punished girls don’t get to cum [MF]

Lynn couldn’t remember being more tired than she was the previous night.

She’d come home from an outing with her girlfriends around three in the morning, drunk out of her mind and knowing that she was going to be reprimanded for her behavior – drunk or not. Somehow, she had gotten lucky. When she stumbled into the bedroom, the bed itself was vacant – neatly made in a way that suggested no one had been there all evening.

She barely managed to strip out of her gaudy dress and heels before collapsing into its welcoming layers and letting sleep engulf her.

God knew how long ago that had been. What Lynn did know, however, was that she was far from ready to rise for the day – which was why the low, firm summons above her hardly jogged her from drowsy half-consciousness.

“Are you awake, sweet?”

A low, discontented sound escaped her as Lynn only pulled the sheets up firmly over herself. It was too early, she was still tired, and she was certain that when she opened her eyes, a fierce hangover awaited her.

Love, School and Cosplay

[https://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/Penpal/31750/Love-School-and-Cosplay](https://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/Penpal/31750/Love-School-and-Cosplay)

An exhibitionist teenage gravure idol has to manage school, modelling , romance and her growing perversions.

Arousing. Adorable. Heartwarming.

[mff] Our friend brought her strapless dildo and bluetooth vibrator over for some fun…

After our first meeting with Ellie (https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/99nw43/my_partner_24_and_i_29_finally_got_to_dp_another/) it took a while for our schedules to align once again, but once they did, we had a wonderful second date. To remind you all, Rachel is around 5’4 and stacked (like, bad at tetris stacked) with dark brown hair, big hazel eyes, and pierced nipples. I’m 5’10, with a beard, short dark brown hair, a bunch of tattoos, and a body built by rock climbing and yoga. Ellie is 5’11 (dem legs tho) with freshly dyed orange/red hair, and piercing blue eyes.

Rachel got a pair of stockings for me and wore them out under a black dress, so I was already primed for a good night. After getting to the bar, we saw that although Ellie had come from work, she was not quite in work-appropriate clothing. She had on a lacy top that hardly covered the lingerie she was wearing underneath, although she did have a scarf/shawl thing to keep from being totally indecent. After a couple rounds and appetizers, we went back to Rachel’s and opened a few more beers in her room.

First post! [FFM]

Just discovered this subreddit. I’m usually not one to tell my experiences to people, but feel this is pretty anonymous, and I enjoy reading the other exciting stories. I have a few more stories if people wanna hear. The story below happened almost 3 years ago. Girls in the story will be referred to as the bartender, the server, and the friend. Hope ya’ll like it, I sure did!

My coworkers and I frequent a local chain restaurant for happy hour pretty often. In doing so, we’ve gotten to know the bartenders and servers pretty well. A lot of them were really attractive and young, and they felt comfortable with us because we never hit on them or made anything awkward. After about 8 months of going to happy hour at least once a week, I ran into a couple of them (roommates: 1 bartender, 1 server) shortly after new years.

Helping my ex cheat on her new man [MF]

A couple days after my amazing blow job from my friend Becky I made plans to meet up with Ana, my first girlfriend.

We had met up over Christmas break for a quickie that was fun but not entertaining enough to write up. I also knew from that time that she had gone on a couple dates with a guy from her college. I also knew from mutual friends that they were more serious now.

So I was kind of surprised she agreed to meet with me and her texts and such we’re still highly sexual in nature. It was obvious that she was coming over for sex, boyfriend or not.

For those who didn’t read my other two stories on Ana, she was 19 at this point. Average height and weight, Brazilian with olive skin. She was always permanently tanned all over and had sexy long hair that by this time was mid back length.

I was still my usual tall geeky self but with a bit more weight to me. My roommates in college had taken me under their wing and kept forcing me to the gym. Looking back at pictures I’m not sure what she saw in me. She said I was mysterious. Which in reality I was just shy and had few friends back in high school. But hey whatever worked for me.

My first time masturbating in the dorms [F]

Hey all! I’m actually 28 but I thought I would tell you about my first time jilling in the dorms my freshman year. I was 18 at the time and no it wasn’t my first time masturbating in my life, just the first time in the dorm that year.

It was about two weeks into the school year in early September. The dorms were so poorly air conditioned my roommate and I tried to at least circulate the air with a window fan and just had to tough it out until fall brought cooler weather. Unlike a lot of other girls on the floor we did not know each other before college, we were complete strangers. So all bonding we had the first two weeks was awkward and I was kind of shy and hesitant to let her know everything about me.

Before heading to college my high school boyfriend and I broke up, mostly mutually because neither of us wanted to leave for college and do the long distance thing and be jealous. I say ‘mostly mutually’ because he continued to worry about me talking to other guys and would text me when he was drinking. I say this because I hadn’t been with anyone for a few weeks at this point and also wasn’t to the point in the dorms were I felt I had enough privacy to play with myself.

[MF] Fun in the back of a car!

So, this would be back in 2013, in Dorset, a lovely little county on the South coast of England and its mid-summer. My then girlfriend and I were driving to a small village for lunch after a walk in the countryside and she starts to mention how the summer air is making her horny needs to do something about it. Just to tease her, I lift the hem of her light dress and start to run my hand over her leg and slowly up her thigh, and I can feel the heat from her crotch, burning like the surface of the sun.

She pulls over pretty much instantly. We’re just about in the village and she parks up on grass verge, small cottages surround us but the scenery isn’t really registering for either of us (at least not at this time!) as we quickly get out and move to the rear seats. Her car was a Ford C-Max with heavily tinted rear windows…so it afforded some privacy, but someone viewing the car from the front could probably see what’s going on….and as soon as we’re in, her hand is on my bulging crotch, we’re kissing passionately, deeply. Our hands squeezing as we explore each other’s bodies lost in the moment of pure lust.

[F] Giving A Stranger My Socks, Because I’m Weird

I have a pair of black and white thigh socks that I absolutely love wearing, I think they’re the perfect balance between innocent and yet a bit naughty. Also I’ve always had super sensitive legs and feet, so I can have a lot of fun when I have them on. But I want to confess somehtign about them that just drives me crazy – in a good way. There was one time when I was “pen pals” with an older man who really had a thing for me, especially my feet.

Well we talk every now and then becasue he makes me horny and when I get horny I get risky and submissive. One day he tells me to send the socks to him and me being always looking to do the most depraved thing think its a great idea. So I send them to him and soon enough I get pictures of his cock in them as he uses them to pleasure himself with and this just really turns me on. He sends me videos of him cumming on them and in them and just the fact that I used to wear them drives me crazy.