[FM] The time my husband proposed an open relationship…so I decided to beat him to the punch

Hi all! This is an experience of mine from a little while ago. I had fun putting it all down in writing, so I really hope you like it. Please be gentle! (at least at first ;) )

My name is Tyler [F], and I root for the tigers. Not “Tigers,” not a sports team, like literal tigers. When you hear on the news that a tiger escaped from a zoo and zookeepers are working to try and catch it, most people hope the zookeepers can safely tranquilize it before it gets too far. But not me. I don’t want to see anyone hurt, but I can’t help wanting the tiger to make it out, like some weird four-legged Andy Dufresne. The tiger doesn’t really belong in the zoo, and she never asked to be in the zoo, so if she can find a way out, I say more power to her.

[FF]ucking over my friends fiancé

I’m back and with another story for you guys. This one I’m not proud of….. that’s a lie. I’m really proud of this one, though it probably means I’m a bad person. This takes place several months after the my time with Anna. I had just left my job and moved home to sort out my next steps, I’d just turned 20 and was back at home with mom and dad. Wonderful.

I was doing some part time work to keep learning but I was getting more and more fed up. It seemed like my whole family had taken my Ex’s side and couldn’t see why I wouldn’t give him another chance. Also being back at home after having the freedom of living by myself was particularly grating. In the midst of all this my old best friend from high school had was getting married and despite the fact that we’d drifted apart invited me to her low key Hen party to recconnect. Again wonderful.

[F] An accidental college threesome

This is my first time writing about sex, so bear with me.

I was hanging out with a guy, let’s call him Max, who I had been sleeping with, and his best friend, let’s call him Chris. We were just sitting on Max’s couch playing video games and we were all under a throw blanket. Both of them were like kinda touching my legs and stuff underneath the blanket and i was slightly panicking because they didn’t realize that they were BOTH doing it.

Then they tried to finger me at the same time and bumped hands accidentally. It was so awkward because it wasn’t planned or anything, and I wanted to sink into the ground and die.

Luckily, after some silence they laughed about it and then asked me if i was down to fuck them both and i said yeah! i was really nervous about it but I figured the cat was already out of the bag.

Max and Chris were out of their clothes in no time and they both started pulling clothes off of me. Max was the first one to stand over me on the couch and push his cock at my face. I wrapped my lips around it and began licking the head and sucking. I always love how firm his cock always is and how I can feel the veins against my lips.

Multiple Scoregasms [Free-use lite/Orgy world]

“Fuck!” I gasped after jumping over the bench, which had been laid on it’s side, to act as the makeshift “boards”. “That one in the pink is fucking fast, eh.”

Katie nodded in agreement as she gulped from her water bottle.

I had been a part of the Multiple Scoregasms for three years now. The league was billed as “gym class for adults”. It was pretty much right on the nose. Every week our team of nine (if everyone showed) meets up at the South Regina athletic centre and plays a different gym class-level sport. Last week it was dodge ball; this week it’s floor hockey. It might seem juvinile or geeky, but whatever, fuck the haters, after a long day of sitting around at work, its pretty fun to be able to run around and sweat and play for ninety minutes. Most of the people in the league are pretty chill, you know, just there to have some fun. Ages can go as high as forty or as young as eighteen, but for the most part it was bored, childless, late twenties/early thirties-ish, nerdy, couples.

Sexcapades with Sally in the swimming pool.[anal]

We were both in the water waist-deep and she grabbed my dick and said that it was too bad that she couldn’t suck on that tool. I was surprised by her boldness. Mark had just come back and tossed me another beer. “Sally, take your top off.” Mark said. He was kinda drunk and not really sure what he was saying. Sally looked at him and wanted to piss him off. “Sure, honey.” In one quick motion, her top was off. Wow, they are beautiful I thought to myself. Every time I have set my eyes on them, they just look better and better. Mark didn’t seem to notice, or care. He jumped into the pool with Sally right behind him. I jumped in to join them. We started to horse around with each other, tackling, dunking under water and just playing with each other. I made sure to get my feel of Sally’s tits whenever possible. She was grabbing my dick every chance she got. I was hard. It was nice that I had a loose bathing suit on so it didn’t show too much. Sally knew. Mark made his way out of the pool as Sally grabbed onto me. Mark was heading for the bathroom. Sally turned her ass to me and said, “Fuck me now. And do it quick. I’m so fucking hot and I want you inside. Do me now.”..read the rest here:http://sultry.online/sexcapades-sally-swimming-pool/

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[Request] I would like to find a story, but I cannot remember the title, only the plot synopsis

Hello fellow readers,

I have an odd request. I am looking for a very specific story, but I cannot remember much about it. I want to say it was on [tgstorytime.com](https://tgstorytime.com/) but I could be wrong about that.

The story is about a man who had to get an extremely expensive procedure to save his life from an unnamed illness, but to pay for the treatment, he then had to agree to a bunch of extreme plastic surgery (not sure if it was exactly plastic surgery or if it was some other type of wild treatment) that turns him into a massively busty, huge cocked, and always horny shemale. He was one of the first to go through this transformation and acts as the wealthy donor’s errand girl and possibly his sex slave(?). Unfortunately, that is all I remember, but it was one of my favorite stories and I really want to read it again.

Anyway, if you could help me find it, I would appreciate it.

[Request] I would like to find a story, but I cannot remember the title, only the plot synopsis

Hello fellow readers,

I have an odd request. I am looking for a very specific story, but I cannot remember much about it. I want to say it was on [tgstorytime.com](https://tgstorytime.com) but I could be wrong about that.

The story is about a man who had to get an extremely expensive procedure to save his life from an unnamed illness, but to pay for the treatment, he then had to agree to a bunch of extreme plastic surgery (not sure if it was exactly plastic surgery or if it was some other type of wild treatment) that turns him into a massively busty, huge cocked, and always horny shemale. He was one of the first to go through this transformation and acts as the wealthy donor’s errand girl and possibly his sex slave(?). Unfortunately, that is all I remember, but it was one of my favorite stories and I really want to read it again.

Anyway, if you could help me find it, I would appreciate it.

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Laundry Room Rendezvous [MF][CHEAT][NSFW]

The laundry room was small and cramped, but for them it had become heaven.

He closed the door carefully, as quiet as possible, and spun around on heel. They stood breathless for a moment, basking in their chance. In that moment they let lust decide their actions. In a flash she pressed against him, and for the first time they let their bodies do the talking.
With focused intent, their mouths connected, tongues dancing with desire, as hands massaged their way into sensitive areas.

He gripped her shoulders in his strong hands and he forced her back out of the kiss, lips refusing to part, to behold the flame of his passion. Her floral print house dress clung to her curves, pressed tight against her breasts and hips where his hands had found their home. Her long blonde hair settled around her shoulders, golden waves feathered back away from her flushed glowing face. Her nose was slender and beautifully angled, and with a turn of her delicate neck could either snap up into an effortless aristocratic tilt, or down with sharp blue eyes behind it pinning their target with a knowing gaze.

[FF] I’m a 42 year old late bloomer who recently slept with a woman for the first time – pt. deux

Here’s a link to part one of my sapphic safari:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8z8niq/ff_im_42_a_late_bloomer_and_just_had_sex_with_a/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8z8niq/ff_im_42_a_late_bloomer_and_just_had_sex_with_a/)

Sorry it took me so long to get around to part 2. Work has been unexpectedly, unrepentantly awful this week, and I haven’t had the energy to masturbate, let alone stay up late, chronicling my smutty experiences.

So, when we last saw our heroine, she was in the throes of a rump-shaking orgasm from the oral attention of an ultra-sexy, much younger, boi. After the shudders subsided, and the alternating waves of heat and electricity slowed to a manageable pulse, I could barely move. It wasn’t a physical paralysis, of course, but a deeply emotional one. Imagine the following experience: you go to Disneyland as an adult for the first time, your first ride is the Matterhorn, the evening fireworks display is going on, and when you get to the peak of the mountain and exit the cave (post-Yeti jump-scare), a wall of undulating color erupts in the sky ahead of you, bathing you in warm, radiant light. At the same time, everyone you’ve ever loved and who’s ever had your best interest at heart is floating in a line, just to the left of the tracks, beaming and clapping for you. Oh yeah, and Pennywise the dancing clown is chasing your car down the tracks, screeching “We all float down here!” Now, add a few shots of Five-Hour Energy, a quaalude, and ratchet the intensity up to 11. You have some idea of how I was feeling.

Here Kitty, Kitty

Snarling, Mercy felt her frustration get the best of her after he easily dodged her first attack. She stared at him, assessing him for weaknesses to exploit, but his deceptively relaxed stance gave her none. Trained for combat from a young age, Mercy wasn’t used to being on the losing end of a fight. In fact, she was better than most of the leopard males in her pack. But this man, this wolf, easily parried her every blow, making her feel as though she was a child again in front of her old teacher. Her chest rumbled in anger as she breathed out slowly, trying to calm herself down. Emotional fights were dangerous, she knew that, but this wolf always managed to unsettle and infuriate her.

“You done, pretty kitty?” Lucas’s cocky tone rankled her, but the way his voice scraped against her sensitive nerves infuriated her even more than she thought possible. With his messy blond hair and his dark jeans that were slung low on his hips, he looked more like a rugged model who had just finished a photoshoot for a perfume add or something. Her eyes involuntarily drifted down his toned chest, lingering on the lines of his abdominal muscles. She’d never been too fond of the overtly muscled type, preferring tall and slim males, but there was something about Lucas’s physique that had always called to her. She wanted to caress the hard planes with her tongue. Slowly. A head taller than her, he likely outweighed her by a hundred pounds.