Hey guys, this is Nina here! For those of you who haven’t read my stories, I’m 28, Canadian-Lebanese and over the past year and a bit, my life has been a rollercoaster. To give you a quick recap, I was married to my husband who was the first man I had ever been with. We ended up in a situation where he let his group of friends fuck me, which turned into a regular thing. However, because we failed to establish any sort of boundaries, I ended up exploring outside the group of friends and got involved with an older man in his late 50s, Robert. When my husband found out, he got upset and things escalated to the point where we decided to get separated. He told my family about my involvement with a man twice my age and they proceeded to disown me (though conveniently, he failed to mention how he allowed his friends to fuck his wife).
Tag: BJ
Last night I [F] did a thing, with a guy [M]… And a butt plug
Me being the angel I am and always ready to help, was helping this guy out with a BJ. He has been so stressed lately he was struggling to hold an erection and wanted to make sure he still had it, with something a little different added in.
Usually I just pop the butt plug in, get bent over, fucked and done. Nothing too fruity. Last night I wasn’t expecting any butt plug! I took his “different” and used a massage wand on his balls, which he was loving. I thought he was already pretty hard. Used my hand on his shaft and giving him a good ol’suck.
I heard him suck his fingers and before I could ask what he was doing he was fingering my ass. Ok, a little ass play, that’s sexy. I’m sucking on him harder and he pulls his fingers out. Without stopping gobbling his cock, I gave him a “what the hell” look. He just smiled and pushed my head down onto his dick.
The miracle every guy with female friends dreams about. Can you help me make it come true?
Like almost everyone else on the planet, I have a close group of friends, and like a lot of friend groups, ours formed in high school, and has remained together ever since. There are a mixture of girls and guys in the group, and while everything between all of us has always remained platonic over the years, in the mind of every guy in the group there is an unspoken truth, that we’d never say out loud to one another, but is almost assuredly the ultimate fantasy of every single one of us.
It’s pretty well known that in every group of friends, the guys will fantasize about the girls, no matter how platonic outward realities have always been. But that’s not the unspoken truth that I’m talking about.
The unspoken truth is the desperate longing for the miracle. What exactly the miracle is probably varies slightly between guys, but the principle of the miracle is the same: something happens to them, involving the female members of the group, so hot as to be totally impossible, and so hot as to be beyond comprehension.
The miracle, if it happened to them, would be impossible to truly handle, because it would be the hottest thing that’s ever happened to anybody.
Sisters, Sex Party continues [FFM] [Plus much more]
You will need to read my other Sister’s Stories to find out how this story connects. To refresh you, I am in a home theater with Eddy the hostess for this event, sitting in reclining theater seats, talking. Eddy suggests another smoke, she suggest another drink so we leave the room and go to the bar. On the way, I run into Abby who asks me, Are you having a good time? I tell her I am that Eddy is entertaining me, Abby says OH, OK. Eddy and I get our drinks and head back to the theater, when we sit down I asked Eddy does anyone here know about this theater, she says no but they know they are on camera in each room because we let them know it is for safety and security purposes. You told me that everyone here was vetted but I told her I wasn’t. Eddy tells me that I was, the second smoke starts to kick in and I am feeling mellow. I asked her how was I vetted, Abby furnished me the basic information and we took it from there. When I sat with at the table. I knew where you from, where you worked, that you were divorced and much more. We know all about Abby’s sister Denise as well. I have to make sure a person attending this event is not an activist, part of law enforcement, part of government on any level or part of the media to ensure we are not publicly humiliated or spread all over some newspaper. That was one of the reasons the sponsor hired me. Eddy was a logistics engineer, graduated from Vanderbilt University, lived in Nashville, was in charge of all the special functions for the sponsor. She had set up a fishing trip for the sponsor and some of his clients on his yacht sailing to the Bahamas and on the return trip to stop by his place in Miami, a total of 10 days which he was on now. All the people here are financially obligated to the sponsor he knows all their little secrets. There are 38 guests here, 60 invitations sent out, 12 here without partners, 6 females and 6 males. Abby, Denise and I are counted as without partners. The remaining 26 all have partners, some are married and some are not.
[FM] The day I couldn’t wait… Blowjob in the car and fucktime in the forest
That evening, we had planned to have dinner at a restaurant, and with the lockdown we had just experienced, we hadn’t had many opportunities to go out since we met.
I wanted to be attractive to him, I was wearing a dress, tights and heels. I was happy to spend time with him.
He found me quiet that night. And I was.
I looked at him and I found him attractive, funny, hot.
I can’t remember what he was talking about, all I could think about was his body, the sex we had earlier.
I felt lucky to have met him, not only because he was a good guy but also because he was a wonderful lover. He really was.
And I wanted him. Now.
Fucking here was impossible, but I thought of only one thing during the whole meal: his dick in my mouth.
I imagined how I was going to fall at his feet when we came home to pull his dick out of his pants, how I was going to start slowly looking at him, how I was going to lick his balls while masturbating him. I was thinking of that moment when I would choke on his dick to offer him the deep throat he loved so much.
I (21F) fucked my shy gamer (24M)College Senior [FM]
So, eversince i got to college i’ve been kinda horny and slutty. I am bi-sexual, so i have fucked a lot of girls and guys in my college but there was this one particular guy, let’s just call him Sam, Sam is kinda nerdy and he is a CS:GO global elite and has spent literally thousands of hours playing that game. Sam is also a member of the student council and there is just something about him that makes me wet. I don’t know if its a fact that Sam is a gamer or i have thing for dad bod. I just want to have him and fuck his brains out. I regularly try to approach him and try to be extra sweet on him but dude is an enigma, when i asked him for a date he said that he wasn’t interested in dating. I took a cue, and one day when we were both getting high on weed, he looked super cute and i just asked him whether i could kiss him? He said yes and we started kissing. I grab his hand and put them on my boobs, he starts to squeeze them, my nipples are hard as diamonds. I take my shirt off, he sucks on both of my hard nipples, and as i was thinking now its my turn to suck something, He slides his hands in my panties rubbing my wet pussy, takes off my shorts and starts to play with my pussy with his tongue. He makes me cum and i then give him a blowjob, he cums in my mouth and gives me a kiss while i swallow his load.
[M]y girl[F]riend wants me to [F]uck her sister, AGAIN….. Part 2
Thank you for all for the positive encouragement from my last story, as a result I’m inspired to write a follow-up.
The amazing number of upvotes, comments, awards and messages was nothing I expected. You all are great. Thank you.
Part one below…for those interested.
[M]y girl[F]riend wants me to [F]uck her sister. from gonewildstories
Samantha and April are really close as sisters. They message and talk nearly every single day and I don’t think either of them has a secret the other doesn’t know.
Samantha and I talked about “ that night” just briefly the next day. “ thanks again for helping April babe, you really are the best” she started saying.
“ hey, we all know what a slump can do to a person, plus we’re all adults” I replied keeping things cool.
“ for sure!! “ And she said other things about the feeling of reject, unsexy, emotional effects and well I can’t really remember much of that, so I’m not even gonna try. But what I do remember is two weeks later to the day.
Frustration with Women Leads to Self Discovery [MM]
A decade ago, I had my heart broken by a woman I loved dearly who felt I wasn’t going anywhere and decided to leave me for a former roommate. The next year featured a variety of recovery methods, from alcohol to counseling to good ol’ fashioned debauchery. Unfortunately, it also included misogyny and behavior I’m not proud of, as I was angry and frustrated. While I was able to work through it thanks to the help of some absolutely wonderful women, it’s something I do reflect on often.
During this time I went to see an old friend, one of those childhood sweethearts that you somehow always thought you’d end up with. This was not to be the case, partly because I was messed up, partly because she was, and we both realized it was a situation that would never work out. We agreed to be friends, but it reopened some wounds and left me despairing. I had traveled to see her, and on my return home, I vented through video games, movies, booze, and masterbation.
Meeting a redditor for the first time, pt.3. Cuffs, gentle facefuck, vanilla (ESL)
We cuddle for a while, relaxing and enjoying each other’s company. I can hear your stomach growl, so I suggest we go out. We actually get dressed, and you wait while I put my shoes on.
“Shall we go then?” I say as I get up again, but you look at me funny, “what? Is there something on my face?” but you take my face in your hands and kiss me. You look me in the eyes as you pull back and take my hand in yours.
When we return you go to the bathroom. As you come out again I sit on a chair by the window, still fully dressed. You think it’s weird, until the bed catches your attention. On the bed there are cuffs, spreader bar, a dildo, a couple of vibrating toys, nipple clamps and a plug. I look at you with a defying look in my eyes. Are you up to the play?
When I’ve seen you look at me and the toys one after the other and back again I stand up and walk towards you. I swing my hips, look you in the eyes. As I put one arm on your shoulder I loosen up the shawl around my neck. You watch me as I take it off. It reveals a choker around my neck, that says “use me”.
Something I (23F) miss: going on Tinder dates and being a total bimbo doll. [MF]
Pre-COVID, I was living with some roommates doing the normal after-college thing. It was great. Like most people I was on Tinder a lot. Something I discovered I loved doing was going out with random guys and sorta like role-playing. I played a complete bimbo. I did this at least a dozen times with as many guys.
I would pick some guy who was cute (my age all the way up to late-30s) and message with him until he offered to buy me a drink somewhere. For our meeting, I would always wear something really low-cut (I have big boobs for my frame). Usually a skirt that showed off some thigh. I would sorta over-do my makeup, and accentuate my eyes. Then I’d just giggle a lot, ask him dumb questions, twirl my hair in one finger while giving him big, wide “blowjob eyes” and pretend to be super interested and impressed at how smart he was. Every single guy eats this up, btw ?. I’d bend over a lot and make sure he got a big eyefull of me and flirt really hard. (I sucked a guy’s finger in a bar once.)