My first story. A drunk night with my coworkers [MFM]

In my very early 20s, I was in a shit show of a relationship. He was cheating on me constantly and I would always beg him to come back to me. Every other weekend he would want to “go on break” to think about things. When in reality it was his excuse to go fuck someone else. Since we were on a “break” I didn’t have a right to get upset, so he thought. Like I said, shit show of a relationship.

So on one of these weekend breaks I decided that instead of sitting in my house, crying to myself, I would go with a few of my friends from work to their house to drink. Nothing crazy, it was just the 4 of us. There was Leah, who I’d know since highschool. She had a boyfriend who was off to college. And while he was away, she was messing around with Rob on the side. The guy who owned the house. Rob was actually a friend of my older brother’s and he’d always had a little bit of a crush on me, I found out later. Then there was Matt. He was a cocky little shit, who was never very subtle about glancing at my DDs in my work uniform.

[MF] flashback caused by a story I just read

I dig this forum. I appreciate others experiences and really dig it when it sparks a memory.
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It was some years ago and I was in the Navy. A couple buddies and I shared a condo near the beach and it became a party house. Mind you we were young and so was the company we kept. After a summer of partying, with fall comes back to school and for the first time, my buddy’s GF went off to school. After a couple weeks, we decided to go visit and take the drive up. We got to her place and were greeted at the door by one of her housemates on the way out for the night. While we waited in the foyer, her roommate comes down to tell us that Lauren is just getting out of the shower and come have a seat in the other room. She was wearing a hoodie and what looked like loose fitting shorts, but I really didn’t pay attention at first to be honest. Anyway, we make our way to the other room and exchange the “nice to meet you’s” and “do you want anything to drink” when Lauren runs in and jumps into Mike’s arms. Suddenly, her roommate and I look at each other and acknowledge the fact that we are two strangers soon to be alone in the room. It doesn’t take long for them to disappear and suddenly, here are two just met strangers attempting to make small talk. She was super cute and sitting to my left in the other chair. After a few minutes, she had shifted in such a way that I thought I noticed she wasn’t wearing any underwear, but I wasn’t sure. But I didn’t linger because I did not want to get caught looking if it was an accident. I mean, I had just met this girl, didn’t remember her name, and I could only assume that she was unaware that she was flashing me. It’s not like we were talking about anything sexual or anything. At least, that’s what I thought. Since I wasn’t quite sure what I saw, I had to sneak another peak. I asked about something on the other side of the room to draw her eyes away as I stole a glance and damn straight, no panties, clear view crotch shot. Trimmed, but still hairy. Young and fresh. The tingle in my pants grew into a bulge at the sight, but perhaps I lingered a little too long. Whether she saw me glance or not I don’t know, but she shifted and my view was cut off. She must have also enjoyed the attention because a second later she opened them again allowing me a better view this time. She brought up the fact that since Mike and Lauren were up in the room getting it on, she was essentially stranded since her bed was next to Lauren’s. At that point I realized we had come here with the intent of spending the night and we hadn’t exactly sorted out where I was supposed to sleep before Mike and Lauren went up to shag each others brains out. I asked if she knew where I could sleep or what the plan was, when she said the plan was for me to sleep in her bed. Excuse me? She went on to explain that they didn’t have guest beds and since Mike was in, they would sleep in Lauren’s bed and I would sleep in her bed while she bunked up with a housemate. Oh, ok. Or, she offered, I could sleep down here on the couch. I acknowledged it might be weird to walk in on M&L going at it still and wanted them to have some privacy so I asked if she wouldn’t mind grabbing some pillows and a blanket for me just in case. It was getting later and I was feeling it. At this, she turned away from me in the chair and got on her knees to reach behind for the pillows and a blanket that were there. They were far enough away that she had to lean and that’s when I realized she wasn’t wearing loose fitting shorts but some sort of teddy because nothing was connected. Full show, ass, pussy…damn, bulge is now full mast. Instantly. She had to know what she was doing, right? “There you go” as she spun around and tossed the pillows and blanket next to me. My boner had to be so obvious because she said, “oh my”. I shifted to hide my raging hard-on a bit but too late. “Wow. Are you getting all hard thinking about Mike and Lauren”? I said, “uh yeah, I guess, a bit.” She replied, “I’d say more than a bit. Me too. I’ve been more and more turned on thinking about it since we sat down and I started flashing you”. Gulp. “I was beginning to wonder if you had even noticed”. Hell yeah, I noticed! “Well, what should we do about this?” I asked. She sighed and said, “well, we can’t go upstairs cause..awkward..and we shouldn’t do anything here since it’s a common area and my housemates might come in at anytime, but then again, they might not. They have boyfriends and they sometimes stay there.” At that, she got up and said, “I’ll be right back.” So I sat there and adjusted my junk and noticed I had a damp spot starting. She was gone for what seemed like forever and I assumed that hell, maybe she went to bed, so I got up and, frustrated, made up the couch so I could get some sleep. I took off my socks, shoes, and my sweatshirt, and laid down just as she came back. “Oh, hey” I said. She told me she went upstairs to see if they were still awake and apparently to get a few things from her room. Since they were quiet, she assumed they were sleeping and snuck in to get her things. It just took a minute since she had to be quiet and sneak around. With that, she turned off the light and came toward the couch, but she tripped and landed on my legs. With that, she laughed and asked if I was sleeping in my jeans. I said that was the plan since I was in her living room and her housemates might be walking through the door at any minute. She said, “that won’t do. Here, let me help” and proceeded to undo my belt, unbutton my jeans and unzip me. Helping me pull them down, I lifted my hips and my boxers came down too but got hung up on my super hard dick. Once my pants were on the floor, she came up and slipped her fingers inside the waistband of my boxers and started to pull them down. Realizing they were held up, she pulled the waistband up and over my throbbing, dripping dick and slid them down near my knees, but put her hand on my dick and started caressing. When she felt my pre-cum, she moaned and licked up to the tip before playing with the head with her tongue. I was in ecstasy. I was able to run my hand down her back to her ass and lift the back of her teddy up. I slid my hand down to her pussy and was amazed at how wet she was. I played with her clit and slid a finger in to her increasing moans and she increased her tempo as she really got into going down on me. I could tell she was so ready, so I grabbed her and pulled her up on top of me. Avoiding sliding inside her, she slid up and down the shaft, working herself up, and lubing up my cock. She then reached down and put the head right at her opening and slid down just on the head and then plunged down deep in one smooth move. I thought for sure I might come when I realized that she was! One pump. Unreal. That distracted me enough that I was able to hold off and she shuddered to a stop on top of me. Since I hadn’t finished, I started moving in and out of her in slow, small strokes and she came back to life and started to fuck me back. I could feel her juices dripping down my balls and past my asshole. She was sooo wet. Whether it was all this stimulus or the thought that we might be discovered at any minute, I couldn’t hold out, came super hard, and she did too though not quietly! In afterglow, it seemed to occur to us both at the same time that this just went down bareback because she mentioned out of the blue that I didn’t need to worry, she was on the pill. Whew. One bullet dodged. With that, we lay there for a bit catching our breath.

Camping: Day 2 [FM]

You can read about Day 1 here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9armsh/camping_day_1_fm/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9armsh/camping_day_1_fm/)

Okay hey guys, let me preface this one with saying its always been a fantasy of mine to be eaten out in the great outdoors when anybody could come by and see…and today, that dream came true.

I woke up early with a semi-hard cock in between my buttcheeks, I gave him a playful squeeze and hopped out of the tent in nothing but my boy-shorts. I put the kettle on the propane stove to make coffee and we prepared for the day.

We went on a big hike and ended up back at the campsite in the late afternoon. It was such a long, hot day…the sooner we got in the water, the better. I started to put on my bathing suit, but my guy (Mike) told me to leave the top off. I was a bit nervous because anybody might come by on the water, but I get so turned on when he makes demands of me, so I let my tits out as we went for our afternoon swim. There wasn’t too much boat traffic, but there were a couple of guys in a canoe that seemed to be looking at us pretty intently as my tits were half out of the water, which really turned me on. I was too exhausted from the hike to really get into anything freaky, so we decided to finish our swim and set up our chairs to read books while watching the sunset. I put my little sarong on and we sat by the water.

The Reversal [MF]

It all started with an end of spring break trip to my girlfriend’s college, because our breaks didn’t line up. The days were going great as my girl would go to class and when she came back we’d fuck like rabbits. It was while I was in a lazy stupor sleeping off one of these sex sessions when I got a surprise.

I woke to find her naked on top of me slowly pushing my hands up above my head towards the headboard. Now I’m usually the dominant one, but I let her finishing pushing them up and even slip some rope around my wrists. The very rope I had her tied up in only hours before. I pulled on the rope, and found a little slack so I decided to bide my time and play along.

She started teasing me. Playing with my nipples, whispering in my ear about how she always wanted to fuck my roommate, and occasionally dropping down and taking my hard cock in her mouth. Sometimes it was just the tip with her tongue swirling around the head. Other times she’d take the whole shaft into her throat, but either way it would only be brief. Now I loved the physical teasing even though I’d buck my hips and strain at the ropes holding my hands. But it was those whispers that got to me most They stirred a bit of jealous passion that always lied beneath the surface, but that I had a hard time letting out.

Tent Sex (Futanari on female, Teacher/Student)

I heard the rustling of footsteps on the long grass outside my tent and lift my head up from my inflatable pillow. I listen. The woods are alive with a million insects and animals, but this was different, bigger.

It’s the second day of a college trip into the woods a few hours out of the city, where me and a few other teachers had been chosen to chaperone environmental awareness and activity award none of us gave a shit about.

The park we had chosen was nice, it was a big enough place that you could wild camp where ever you wanted but still close enough to the city that you could do an overnight and still have plenty of Sunday afternoon left to get ready for the coming week.

As I waited in the darkness, I thought about the trip. I had been upset when my name had been randomly pulled from a lost and found hat in the teacher’s lounge. The woods were not my usual grind, but it had been a nice change from the usual loneliness of my life.

[Lesbian, Asian, Fantasy] – The Black Plot: Part I – Hot Flashes

Senetsu sighed, a blush in her narrow cheeks.

“It’s hard to notice, but this place can be beautiful when it’s quiet.”

“It can, but so rarely is.”

“Well,” she rested her head on Aname’s shoulder, slipping their fingers together, “it is tonight.”

“And why?” Again, she toyed with one of the black plaits.

“Because I sent them away.”

“All of them?”

“Mhm.” She nuzzled closer and Aname took her under her arm. “Running a clan war simulation. Everyone is holding the perimeter, and they will be all night.”

“You’re a cunning and devious woman, Senetsu. I appreciate this.”

“You’re welcome, but I did it for selfish reasons.”

“Oh?” She looked down and their eyes met.

“You’re leaving for four days. So, tonight I want you all to myself.”

Senetsu leaned in, and Aname guided their lips together. The first kiss was quick and light. The second was deeper. The third was long as they felt the passion of the moment build between them. Their breath came slow, and they eased their bodies together. Aname pulled Senetsu close, a hand on her thigh. Senetsu pulled her back.

Cu[M]ing on my chubby Married [F]riends tits.

I want to preface this story by saying I don’t always make the best desicions when I’m horny or drinking. This story that took place two weeks ago included both.

Two Thursdays ago the weekly wine night that me and my friend from college started shortly after leaving school was held at my place. This has been going on for the past 6 years or so, starting at first as thirsty Thursday and slowly turning to wine night. We’d invite other people most of the time and eventually she brought her boyfriend, now husband, on a regular basis. Alex (my friend) and I had never had much sexual tension between us, or at least I didn’t think so. She’s always been a little chubby but had a pretty face and honestly I’m down with bigger girls.

This Thursday it was just me and Alex as her husband was working and no one else seemed interested in coming over. We opened our normal box of dry red and had our conversation about life, work, and friends over some music from spotify. I needed to go to the bathroom so I got up, a little drunker than I thought I’d be, and made my way to the bathroom.

**Wager with an old army buddy** [MFF][CUCKOLDING][Long]

I hope you can forgive bad formulations and mistakes, English is not my native language.

A little information about the situation: In my country army service is mandatory for a time. I have this buddy, Karl, was in the service with. I became a professional soldier/ lifer after our mandatory service ended. He did another voluntary term and then quit the service.

My wife, Clarissa and I, both dabble in partner swapping, same as Karl and his longtime girlfriend, Christine. Seeing as we were old friends we always were hesitant and avoided to actually do anything in regards to swapping together. We didn’t want it to be weird between us or our SOs, or so I thought.

That all changed when Karl and I sparred. We both do martial arts. Usually we make small bets on the outcomes of our sparring matches. I am a competitive son of a bitch. Normally we bet small sums or dinner on our little matches, but I recently had my ass handed to me by someone else in training and my ego was hurt. So when I mopped the floor with him in the ring, I wanted to keep going. After another bout I won I pestered Karl again to continue. So to get me to back off he wanted to up the stakes. I asked him what he was suggesting. And he said a night with our respective SOs. I always have had the hots for Christine, his girlfriend. So I was sure of my victory, my ego was swelling at that point and I saw an opportunity, so I agreed.

[MF] When the husband is deployed, my cock she employed.

She was one of those “If you can’t handle me at my worst you don’t deserve me at my best” types. Equal parts trashy, slutty and bitchy and completely delusional. This was an ideal target for an asshole like me. I’ve fucked her type before and it’s always the same, we meet for the first time we talk she laughs and it’s off to her place for some selfish sex on my part, never to communicate again. But this sorry excuse for someones girlfriend was too quality to throwaway.

I asked her for her number and later that night we were having the pre-date interview over FaceTime. She wasn’t very smart nor had any real personality but her body was amazing. She wasn’t wearing a bra during our phone call so I could make out the outline of her nipples; small but erect enough where they would make an indent in her red night top. When she “accidentally” dropped something she was scratching her head with behind the couch she stood up and bent over the couch to pick it up exposing her ass which peaked out of the bottom of her non slutty booty shorts. She was a typical slut ready for her next feeding of cock. This didn’t surprise me. What did surprise me was a segment of my seduction I call the social media fake out where we exchange face book accounts to share embarrassing photos and further manipulate our bond. Mine, being fake was filled with some photos and a fake name but my goal is to see her account and use it to further seduce her.

[fM] I met an older man online…

For or better or worse, the girls of my generation have had a much easier path to becoming “bad girls.” The internet has made it much easier to meet guys for dating—but it’s also easier for a random hook up, if that’s your sort of thing. For reasons I now forget I made the unfortunate choice of going to a college where the overwhelming majority of students were female, so it’s no surprise that I discovered cybersex during the first month of my freshman year back in 2000. My options were pretty limited, and I wasn’t interested in going dyke—though it made for some experimentation.
To be honest, even if I’d been at a school where the guys outnumbered the girls, I probably wouldn’t have been too interested. I’d had my fill of boys my own age when I was still in high school. Most of the guys at my school were only interested in cute, petite cheerleader types or trashy blondes who wanted to be centerfolds when they grew up. That didn’t describe me at all. I was never the Junior Miss America type.