Strip High Card and Blowjob Roulette, [F19, F19, F19, M19, M18, M19]

So I originally meant this to be posted in two parts but decided to repost with both sections consolidated into one post so it’s a long one. This happened a year after I graduated high school.

When I was in high school all of my friends were in the same clique. We were theatre kids, and theatre kids, not unlike band kids, are horny as fuck. We had a close group of friends and after graduating most of just started going to the local community college. We’d party and do a fair amount of underaged drinking.

One boring night I’m laying in bed and I get a call from some of my friends. They are all drunk and hanging out at our friend Megan’s house. Megan’s mom was out of town so that meant they could drink and party without getting in trouble. My friends were clearly drunk. They were talking to me and I heard music playing in the background and it sounded like a great time. They were passing the phone around so everyone could give me crap for not being there. Then Ashley got on the phone…

Theater brats party fun (1 of 2) [M 19] [M 18] [M 19] + [F 19] [F 19] [F 19]

This happened a year after I graduated high school…

When I was in school all of my friends were in the same click because we were in theater together. After graduating most of just started going to the local community college and we’d party and do a fair amount of underaged drinking.

One boring night I’m laying in bed and I get a call from some of my friends. They are all drunk and hanging out at our friend Megan’s house. Megan’s mom was out of town so that meant they could drink and party without getting in trouble. My friends are talking to me and I hear music playing in the background and it sounds like a great time. They are passing the phone around so everyone can give me crap for not being there. Then Ashley gets on the phone…

Cum makes the best lube [M21/F20/M21]

Like my other stories, this one is 100% true. This is another threesome story from an ongoing sexual relationship my girlfriend, a close friend of mine and I had for a few months while in college, for more background, see the previous stories below, however essentially the back story is that my friend ended a long term relationship and my girlfriend offered take care of his physical needs for a while until he was ready to start dating again. Over a period of several months my girlfriend would frequently meet up with my friend and either jack him off or blow him, occasionally though, we would have a threesome together.

Previous stories are here:
https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4ad4ap/first_threesome_with_girlfriend_and_friend_mfm/

https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4ahv5y/minibukkake_with_girlfriend_and_friend_mfm/

https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4amy7i/threesome_on_the_beach_m21f20m20/

https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4bfhaw/fourth_threesome_got_more_adventurous/

[M]et up with a guy for [M]y first bi experience

I consider myself straight and have only ever been interested in relationships with women, but I can’t deny getting turned on thinking about trying something out with another guy. Can’t deny that occasionally when I watch porn my eyes drift away from the beautiful female body and over to the guy’s hard cock, and I imagine gripping it in my hand and maybe, despite how unflinchingly straight I thought I was, slowly putting my mouth on it.

I peruse craigslist late at night, looking at the mostly faceless pictures of male bodies and hard dicks, fantasizing about meeting up with one of them and finding out what it’s like. Eventually I jerk off to a mixture of straight and gay porn and forget the whole thing. I decide it’s not a fantasy I’ll ever act upon. This happens frequently, at least three nights a week. But one night I’m feeling particularly restless and I can’t allow myself to repress the urge with masturbation any longer. I quickly make a new email address to preserve anonymity, and I reply to a few of the posts. I go for the ones with the sanest, most reasonable descriptions, and the ones closest by.

Tryst with the Cleaning Lady [M/F]

Greetings! This is a true story which got me banned from GoneWildStories as I was not explicit about the ages of those involved. I hope you all enjoy it. Additionally, I anticipate that you all will be able to surmise that everyone was over 18 as suggested by the facts that the involved parties were a senior in college and a graduate student, respectively, but just to be absolutely clear: we were both in our 20s.
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[Edit for tags and clarity] M/F, I was 26 at the time, she was 22, no cheating for the butthurt, everyone tested for STIs and birth control used for the health-minded, alcohol consumed for the abstainers…what else…Easter mentioned for the anti-religion/Jeebus crowd…higher education mentioned which may offend the dummies…okay I think that’s it. You’ve been warned. Proceed with caution. Lots of preamble. Skip to XXXXXX if so inclined.

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Getting a blowjob watching march madness [mf]

I’m a huge college basketball fan and it’s almost impossible to get me away from the TV during the NCAA tournament. Just give a little background I am in a D/S relationship so this dominant ordering around behavior is part of our kink.

I’m pretty much your standard guy, 5’9″, fit, little above average size dick. My girlfriend/sub is 5’2″, 110lbs, nice ass, b cup tits and a trim pussy.

We were hanging or on Saturday and I was relaxing on the couch watching the basketball games. It wasn’t great weather so was just in sweats with no intentions on going anywhere. Just as the second game was starting my girlfriend started trying to get me to go play a bit in the bedroom. I guess she was horny from me teasing her that morning and not letting her cum. I told her I was watching the games and that if she wanted to play she needs to wait. She walked off into the bedroom only to come back a few minutes later in nothing but her thing and bra. Again trying to get me to go play but being more aggressive. I finally grabbed her by her waist and brought her to her knees telling her that I was busy watching the games, but if she wanted to be a good girl she can please her daddy by playing with his cock and not bothering him.

An absolute night of debauchery with 2 F friends and a stripper

So I have decided to post this, simply because I’ve once or twice before got the kicks from reading some stories here. I am posting my little adventure from the first weekend of March, this year and also because I was given the go ahead to post about it like half an hour ago.

Now excuse my writing skills as I am trillingual and I’m posting from a phone.

So some back story, late 2015 (Around September) a close friend of mine introduced us to this girl he had met, they had fooled around but never actually had sex simply because he decided to resume his relationship with his EX fiancee and he didn’t wanna hurt this girl which he found to be very fun and outgoing. That girl, let’s call her Emily is French Canadian, in her mid 20’s and a brunette, she is around 5’7-5’8 and a 150 pounds, with extra pounds in the right places, all in all as far as I’m concerned a HOT one and a total 9.5 as far as I’m concerned. Gotta give her props, she’s the first one reading this.

Paying for it: Volume 2- The Pick-up [m/f]

First I want to thank everyone for the upvotes and comments on [Volume 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4aon75/paying_for_it_volume_1_helping_a_friend_mf/). I needed a few days to get the next one written up best to my recollection and with typos and grammar addressed.

So I decided to chronicle a series of adventures in my life that I’ve had that had something in common, I paid for them. Yes look at the loser who paid to get laid. Well I didn’t set out looking to hire a woman for companionship. The first time fell into my lap if you’ll forgive the pun and from there it progressed.

**Now a few things to get out of the way.: yes I know this is dangerous: stds, arrests, getting robbed or worse are all potential liabilities. I have always worked to minimize these risks so please let’s leave the lectures out of the comments and PM’s.**

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So onto the next story…

Sex with the intern (m/f)

Note: I have been very lucky to have a lot of sex with a lot of beautiful women, so I wanted to document some of these experiences. They are all 100% true (except names). Just as a point of reference, I am often told I look like Vin Diesel (though I don’t see it at all)-I am 6’1, 210, shaved head, blue eyes, tattoos, muscular build, late 30’s, live in Florida. I will try to answer any and all questions! If you are looking strictly for the sex part, scroll down awhile.

My company was acquired and as part of the agreement I had to stay on with the firm for a period of three years. They gave me a nice executive title and placed me on their Board of Directors, I was actually quite surprised at how much I liked the new company. The atmosphere was very laid back, and a really fun group to work with.
I quickly integrated with my new coworkers, and found myself very comfortable. As I got to know my coworkers, I was surprised at how many beautiful women there were. I made a conscious decision to do what I have always done and not date anyone employed there. But damn, at this office that was a challenge; it was a young team and they partied as hard as they worked.

Teenaged Angst and Sexual Awakenings: The sleepover (F) with Adam (M), who was “just a friend.”

Combined with the novelty of my sexuality, the unspoken sexual tension between Adam and me, and the eternal “what if?s” I’ll always have about him, the event described below will always be one of my hottest memories, even after many years. Apologies in advance/a quick N.B. that there is no “real sex” that occurs (if anyone is looking for that).

I first met Adam in middle school, the 6th grade, when we were both scrawny and awkward-looking. Meeting on the swim team, we became friends quickly, teasing each other and always competing to see who would finish the 50M sprint first. He lived in a different town, however, so the only time I ever saw him was at swim practice. After 7th grade, I quit swim team and didn’t see him again for a few years.

Right before I started 11th grade (my junior year), my parents split up, and my mom moved me and my younger brother into the city for her job. I transferred schools, saying farewell to old friends and preparing myself to meet new people. At my new school, I found that there were many different cliques, but that there were people who intermingled between the different groups, and that there was no real “hostility” between groups. Of course there was harassment and loners, but it wasn’t the cliché Mean Girls-esque type of social hierarchy.