Losing my virginity to my coach [MF]

All the talks about losing your virginity to the one you love is bullshit. I was 19 when it happened and he was my cca coach who was 28 then. I was instantly attracted to him when I joined the cca. He wasn’t tall but he was extremely well built and tan. Whereas I was 5”7 and a large B and pretty toned body.

I didn’t care about others and always gave him seductive stares and sometimes adding a spice of innocence to it. And I noticed his glance to me would linger slightly longer than others. So it was a Saturday as he called for a training as we were training for a competition. Not many people attend the training. After 3 hours of training were we all ready to leave. As the coach he usually leaves the last to make sure everything is fine. As he entered the next room to change out of the sports attire I noticed almost everyone left. As I have not change out yet I took my chance and headed towards the changing room.

Kitten on a Pillow [DD/lg, Dom/sub]

***This a story about two consenting adults engaging in play that some might consider squeamish. It is a Daddy Dom/Little Girl story, so if that would make you uncomfortable please skip it***

Daddy will be home soon, Kitten thought as she raced up the stairs. She undressed quickly and rummaged through her closet for the right outfit. Settling on a plaid miniskirt which barely covered her butt and a too tight white button-up shirt. She complemented the outfit with white knee socks and two-tone saddle shoes. She sang a silly little song while she pulled her hair into pigtails with Hello Kitty hair ties to hold them in place. The only thing she neglected was putting on her panties.

With one last twirl in front of the full-length mirror, she nodded in satisfaction before hurrying back downstairs to wait for him. She skipped through the house to the family room where she pulled out the floor pillow and her coloring books to pass the time until he got home. The excitement built up inside her. He would like what he saw when he came home and reward her with his attention. The thought of having daddy’s special attention made her wet between her legs. She wiggled side to side uncomfortably as the wetness and neediness swelled inside her wet little hole.

My BGSU Adventures: Hayley, my first one night stand pt. 2 [MF]

[The Night Before](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/83vza0/my_bgsu_adventures_hayley_my_first_one_night/?st=JEOLAASB&sh=72058e3b)

I woke up the next morning slightly confused. I was still adjusting to not waking up in my childhood room, the presence of the girl nuzzled up on my arm reminded me where I was. It was Hayley, the innocent looking girl from one of my classes. I laid there replaying the events of the night before in my head.

Thinking of this petite innocent girl looking up at me with my dick down her throat was not helping my morning wood. I pulled the covers back a bit, exposing her bare chest. I admired her perky A cups as they rose and fell with her breath. Hoping
I’d get another chance to taste on her little pink nipples.

My movement caused her to stir and she pulled herself closer to me still half asleep. She ran her hand across my stomach and inadvertently grazed my hard cock. Embarrassed, I started to apologize but ate my words when she slid her hand down and took hold of me. She finally opened her eyes and looked at me.

“I had fun last night” she said as she started to lightly stroke me.

[MF] picked up and fucked a stripper

I am writing this because I have no one else to tell. Not something I want to brag to my friends about, but something that I still find hot when I think about.

Some background on stats. I am 32, caucasian, with a broad muscular build. I am tall, 6’3” with brown hair, hazel eyes. She was 23, brunette, with nice fake Ds. If I am guessing, 5’2”, tight little dancer body. Fully waxed.

It all started out while I was on a business trip. My flight out was at 7:30. It was 3:30 so I had time to kill. Rather than head to the airport and waste time at the gate I decided to head to a strip club. Have some beers, see some tits, kill some time.

I would consider myself a strip club guy. I like to go to my local club during happy hour. Cheap drinks and a free buffett. I put on a different persona at the S-club. Just like the girls, I use a different name and pretend to be a different person. I throw my inhibitions to the wind.

[mF] The College Party

This story seemed hot as I was dreaming it up, but I honestly got a little bored with it. It probably could be a little better written.

Anyway, here it is.

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The College Party

Fiction, of course

{nb, this story includes a little bit of vomit and shit….not in a sexual way, but it’s there nonetheless. Just a head’s up.}

My sister Carla was 22 at the time, and about to graduate from college. I was 16, and still a sophomore in high school. I was still a year away from really thinking about college, but since my sister was to graduate later in the spring, my parents thought that it would be a good idea for me to have a long weekend at college to see what it was like.

My spring break was a little sooner than hers was, so I could go for a Thursday-Sunday visit without messing up my school attendance at all. Her spring break started a week later.

My sister was a “good kid” so while my parents reminder her – more than once – that I was still just 16, and she had to watch out for me, yada yada yada, they knew that I would be OK.

[mf] Tom and Samantha learn about their bodies

Entirely fiction.

Samantha and I met in 1st grade. Our moms were both single, and they hit it off well, so we naturally had to play together, but ultimately became friends. My mom and I lived in a trailer. She worked two jobs and she made enough to keep us both clothed and fed. But she worked hard, long hours.

Sam’s mom was in a similar situation, but she had it a little better off since she had been able to keep the house after divorcing her former husband. She still worked 60 hours or so a week, but at least she had a real house to come home to.

Sam was born in October, and therefore just missed the Kindergarten “must be 5 by September 1st” rule. Therefore she was one of the older kids in the class. I was an August baby, so I was one of the youngest kids.

As my mom (Tracy) and Sam’s mom (Heather) got to be closer friends, they realized that they may be able to save some much-needed money by trying to harmonize their work hours such that one mom could be home with the kids while the other worked. This didn’t always work, of course, but it did seem that we didn’t have baby sitters that often, and often it was my mom or Heather watching us.

[MF] [Fm] [mast] [exhibitionism] Henry helps him mom earn rent money

This is fiction.

Let me know what you think.

My name is Henry, and my mom Heather and I lived in a small, dirty apartment as I was growing up. Dad lived with us for a while, then moved away, then returned. He never really made mom happy I don’t think, but he helped with the bills, and her was the father of mom’s only kid, so she let him stay around.

When dad wasn’t around, mom had a hard time paying the rent. She worked two jobs, and barely had enough money to put food on the table, and keep us in respectable clothes. Rent came last. Perhaps if the situation was different, she’d had payed the rent sooner, but since she knew that she had an “out” for the rent, she paid for the other necessities of life first.

The “out” that mom had was the landlord. He let mom pay for some of the rent with sex.

The first few times he came over, mom hurried me to my room, and told me that she had a serious issue to discuss with him, and that I should wait in my room for her to come get me. I was worried, but didn’t want to upset mom. I waited in my room without really realizing what was happening on the couch of the living room.

The Photo Album [M solo] [m solo] [masturbation] – Part 1

This is all fiction.

Let me know if you liked it.

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My mom was getting older. She lived alone and had fallen twice in the past year. It was time to move her to a nursing home where someone could look in on her and make sure she was eating and taking care of herself.

Mom had always been a hippie. Her parents lived for a time on a commune in Minnesota, and mom and her three siblings were raised in that lifestyle. I had always known this, but it was just an interesting factoid.

My wife Samantha and I, and our boys Tristan (8) and Devon (14) had been spending our weekends for the past month at my mom’s house cleaning it out, identifying what she would take with her to the home, what should be sold, trashed, given away, etc.

There was a large box in the cramped attic that my son and I struggled to get down through the narrow stairway. The cardboard was pretty flimsy, and we unceremonsoly dropped the box on the ground as we got to the bottom step.

[FF] [Mom/Daughter] Amanda and her mother get to know each other – Part 2

This is all fiction…or rather fantasy. Love getting comments. Please let me know what you did or didn’t like.

Part 2

The next morning was Saturday, and I was sleeping in a little bit.

“Hey honey, are you awake?” mom called from the top of the basement stairs.

“Huhmph, um, sure mom, what’s up?” I replied, mostly awake but still a little sleepy.

Mom came in and sat on my bed.

“Sorry to wake you up. I just wanted to see if I could borrow you laptop for a few minutes.” She said it very matter of factly, but there was only one reason she was asking for this.

“Um, sure mom. What for?” I was quickly awakening.

“Well, I was thinking about the little present you left for me last night. I didn’t actually get to use it before bed, but did have a couple of dreams about it. I wasn’t really planning on trying it right now, but I woke up this morning sort of ‘in the mood’ if you know what I mean. I thought that having the video that I watched last night may help to make sure that I can, um, accomplish my mission this morning quickly before I have to get to yoga class.”

[FF] [Mom/Daughter] Amanda and her mother get to know each other – Part 1

This is all fiction…or rather fantasy. Love getting comments. Please let me know what you did or didn’t like.

My name is Amanda.

I was 17 when my dad passed away. He had lung cancer, and it wasn’t really a surprise to any of us. He had continued to smoke even after his initial diagnosis, which was devastating to my mother, and to my brother and I. We felt that he was being selfish and cared more about “enjoying” his time remaining on earth (by smoking) than possibly extending his time with his family.

Nonetheless, after he passed, my mom had a hard time. We had some money put away for my college but mom had to continue to work to keep up her prior standard of living. She did have a good job, though, and was able to pay for everything – she just had to delay her retirement past when she might have otherwise wanted to.

I contemplated staying home with mom for a year and maybe attending some community college classes, but I was always a good student, and had gotten into a good school, so mom told me she’d be fine, and that I should go away to school and not worry about her.