“Ménage à What?” [MM] [MMF] [MF]

“Ménage à What?”

“Goddamn, isn’t that a beautiful sight?” I exclaimed while wiping the sleep out of my eyes.

Aaron was standing in the kitchen frying eggs with his back turned to me. He was wearing black Calvin Klein underwear. I loved to stare at his body: the dimples peeking out just over his underwear, the perfect indent along his spine, his protruding shoulder blades, the light smattering of hair over his back; ass; and legs, and his thick and chiseled arms with geometric style tattoos. His dark hair was sleep-tousled and his tan skin was perfectly cast in sunlight from the window.

He turned his head slightly with a smile, “Take a picture.”

“I have plenty,” I joked and grabbed a piece of bacon from the plate next to him.

“I’m sure you do. Do you want eggs?” He asked.

“No, the bacon will do. I need to shower and get to class.” I slid off my underwear before walking out of the kitchen.

“Jesus, nobody wants to see your hairy ass.” He threw a piece of bacon at me.

“Ménage à What?” [MM] [MMF] [MF]

“Ménage à What?”

“Goddamn, isn’t that a beautiful sight?” I exclaimed while wiping the sleep out of my eyes.

Aaron was standing in the kitchen frying eggs with his back turned to me. He was wearing black Calvin Klein underwear. I loved to stare at his body: the dimples peeking out just over his underwear, the perfect indent along his spine, his protruding shoulder blades, the light smattering of hair over his back; ass; and legs, and his thick and chiseled arms with geometric style tattoos. His dark hair was sleep-tousled and his tan skin was perfectly cast in sunlight from the window.

He turned his head slightly with a smile, “Take a picture.”

“I have plenty,” I joked and grabbed a piece of bacon from the plate next to him.

“I’m sure you do. Do you want eggs?” He asked.

“No, the bacon will do. I need to shower and get to class.” I slid off my underwear before walking out of the kitchen.

“Jesus, nobody wants to see your hairy ass.” He threw a piece of bacon at me.

“Ménage à What?” [MM] [MMF] [MF]

“Ménage à What?”

“Goddamn, isn’t that a beautiful sight?” I exclaimed while wiping the sleep out of my eyes.

Aaron was standing in the kitchen frying eggs with his back turned to me. He was wearing black Calvin Klein underwear. I loved to stare at his body: the dimples peeking out just over his underwear, the perfect indent along his spine, his protruding shoulder blades, the light smattering of hair over his back; ass; and legs, and his thick and chiseled arms with geometric style tattoos. His dark hair was sleep-tousled and his tan skin was perfectly cast in sunlight from the window.

He turned his head slightly with a smile, “Take a picture.”

“I have plenty,” I joked and grabbed a piece of bacon from the plate next to him.

“I’m sure you do. Do you want eggs?” He asked.

“No, the bacon will do. I need to shower and get to class.” I slid off my underwear before walking out of the kitchen.

“Jesus, nobody wants to see your hairy ass.” He threw a piece of bacon at me.

[MF] Cruising for D at the VFW

If you’ve read my older posts and/or talked to me, you might have gathered that I’m a very sexual person. At times, it reaches levels that might be considered hypersexual. Maybe I have a real problem, I can’t tell, but so far, it hasn’t been a problem per se.

I’ve actually done things to try to suppress these feelings and focus on other stuff, I spent the last year or so working on it and trying my best to just stick to masturbation when I get really horny. Usually with enough toys and pornography, I can entertain myself quite well. I even bought a fucking machine for when I just want to get pounded hard for a long time, something I used to seek out frequently (sometimes you just want to get off with no hands, you know?)

So after this year or so of really focusing on myself and not engaging in any risky sexual encounters, I started to get some very strong urges. I gave in to one of those urges not long ago, you can read about it in my last post. It was certainly fun and insanely satisfying, but it wasn’t enough for me to be satisfied for long, nothing ever is.

[FM] Roommate Blowjob

So I recently left my job to find out what it is that I really want to do. The world of finance is not my cup of tea. So I recently started doing porn reviews. I have a couple of clients that started to pay me per article and some that just paid for clicks. I found out that if I run my own site, I can make a fuck ton more money managing my own affiliates and do my own contracts with sites.

My roommate, who is a software developer and gets paid entirely to much for how little work he does, was home and he thinks my new career is not a great idea. I have my rent paid up for four months and he thinks in three months I will be broke and hungry, ready to go back to mainstream work.

Well, here we are about two months into my little adventure and while I’m not making as much as I was, I’m surviving and I have more time on my hands to travel with friends and see my family. I can work from literally any cafe or coffee house with an internet connection.

[M] The 18yo Dog Sitter Next Door [Long]

So this may be a little on the longer side, but skip around as you like since the juicier stuff will be somewhere near the middle.

So a little background: I am in my mid twenties, 6’1 200lb like to stay in decent shape, though since college athletics I like to think I “retired” from full on workouts. I have a pretty good job and had just moved into a brand new development with my first home buy. It was a larger townhouse and it worked out perfectly for me.

Meeting the neighbors was pretty easy and everyone in the small community was very nice…but most of them just wanted to meet my dog – a german shepherd who, I gotta say, is beautiful. A lot of families and couples around. One family though has an absolutely gorgeous daughter, and she was one of the first to greet my dog and I. Her name was Katie.

Katie was about 5’1 mayyybe like 105lbs, long black hair down to her mid-back, dark eyes, Asian decent, and a very cute little round butt. I generally got to see her in her catholic school girls outfit and while that is kind of pron cliche, she looked amazing in it.

The girl I never saw again [MF]

First of all, English is not my first language but hopefully it won’t be too bad.
One night my girlfriend and I decided to go on AFF, with no intentions to do anything else than watching what was going on there. Not even 5 minutes after our profile photo was online, we get a message from a girl asking us to go to L’Orage (it is a club for swingers). Obviously we thought it was a false profile, but at the moment we were going to flush the message she starts her cam and … she is a real girl, and she is HOT as hell. Blonde, blue eyes, with very nice curves. She tell us to meet her and her friend at the club at 11pm. To make the story short we all showed up there at 11. Btw, she had invited another girl, so we ended up doing the nicest 5-some ever, with 30 people watching us!! I am sure you want more details… but it’s not the story I want to tell, it’s only to tell you how I met this girl! (for the 5-some, whatever you can imagine, we probably did it!)
After that night we exchanged phone numbers and all left. We tried to contact her (he name is Cat) couples of times because she was so HOT and she loved intense sex (definitely on the hard side). Never got any answer back from her until that day…

COACH LAURIE [Str8] [Fdom] [CFNM] [F/m] [Blkmail] [Huml] [Mast] [Reluc] [Oral] [Edging]

Shrieks of feminine laughter and excitement emanated from the girl’s locker rooms as the six male pledges ran through them wearing only their jockstraps and a mask covering their faces.

Nick (wearing a classic Nixon mask) was trailing behind the other pledges and, being self-conscious about his nudity (especially with his obvious speedo tan lines – he was on the swim team), just wanted this day to be over.

No such luck.

Looking back to make sure no one was chasing him, Nick turned and was face to face (or rather face-to-breasts) with Coach Laurie.

Coach Laurie was an imposing figure, with her short, platinum-blonde hair, high cheekbones, full red lips and her trademark mirrored-sunglasses that she always wore and Nick’s gaze went downward to her perfect double-D breasts (with her Coach’s whistle hanging between them) that were barely contained within her tight pink high cut, one piece bodysuit leotard that exposed most of the tanned cheeks of her tight ass (that she was very proud of).

Coach Laurie’s legs, were like her arms; tanned, muscular & defined – like a fitness model that maybe spent a tad too much time in the gym, but was still very curvy & feminine.

[MFF] The Threesome That Almost Was

This story is a follow up to my [comment](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/60l9w6/requestgroup_have_you_ever_seen_a_friends_so_naked/dfbdmsk/) regarding me peeping on my roommate and his girlfriend while they boned, and how I almost had a threesome with her and my girlfriend at the time.

My girlfriend at the time, Miranda, was a 5’3″ brunette with creamy white skin and soft features. She had perky C cups and a very cute ass. She also had one of the fattest pussies I’ve ever seen in person or otherwise, which was a definite bonus.

Her best friend, Savannah, was also a 5’3″ brunette, but had a toned body and one of nicest asses I’ve ever seen. Her tits were on the smaller side, but they were perky with pencil eraser nipples. She was the type of girl that knew she was hot and loved the attention heaped on her by men.

The almost threesome happened prior to the birthday party Miranda was throwing for me while my parents were away on vacation. While I golfed the afternoon away, the girls were busy getting the house ready, cooking food, and getting a head start on drinking.

High Holidays [MF] [drugs] [blowjob] [biracial] [granny]

She named my dick “Larry.”

Larry. Of all possible names, she chose an actual human man’s name. Though, a man’s name from a different culture, would have been less questionable. If she named my cock and balls Faraz, I would have worn it openly. That would have been exotic. But Larry is some lame cousin you see on High Holidays who piles beet horseradish on the gefilte fish. A better Jewish name would be something like Yitzhak because it gets in the back of your throat, or something that sounds cooler, like Lazar Wolf from Fiddler on the Roof – you think I’m after your cow but I really want your daughter. I later told my Friend about it, and he claimed two different women independently named his penis “Fred.”

These distractions aside, she knelt before me in front of the couch, and hugged Larry with her hands and gave him kisses and I dipped my paring knife into the pink baggie and brought it up to my nose for a little bump. While I often find myself unable to concentrate, or focus my attention on important tasks, I love multitasking vices.