[F] got catcalled doing a stride of pride and made some new [Group]friends

TL;DR got catcalled by three men doing work in a shop, flashed them my boobs, ran into them a week later then sucked and fucked all three.

This happened over two weekends about a month ago. I was visiting a FWB group (story for another time) for the first time since all the COVID fun started, and stayed the night at theirs because it was late by the time we finished.

On the way back from theirs I’m casually dressed (white tank top, no bra, denim shorts, tights, trainers) and pass a shop that’s getting done up. There’s guys working in it but one of the guys is just chilling at the door (waiting for a delivery or something? I dunno) and as I’m passing I see him look along the street and spot me, turn and shout to the guys inside (didn’t hear what he said) and as I’m passing the original guy grins at me and goes “you cold, love?”. It’s only then I realise that all three guys are blatantly staring at my tits and although I wasn’t feeling it I must have been a little cold because I’m seriously smuggling peanuts.

[FM] My super fit neighbor vol2

Less than a week had gone by since that [first run in](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jkqfay/i_f_gave_my_super_fit_neighbor_m_a_blowjob_to/) with my neighbor Matt. Before I left his apartment, I wrote my number on the whiteboard hanging on his door. I started wondering if he would actually call.

I was laying on my back on the living room floor, listening to some music and stretching out my legs. My glutes were really sore from trying in vain to follow along with a YouTube spin class. *That shit is harder than it looks! Maybe I’ll stick to running.* I sit up and stare at the dark blue umbrella in the corner. *I’m obviously not returning the umbrella on purpose; Guys are so clueless*, I think to myself. I hear my phone vibrating and then the familiar tone signaling I just got a text message. It’s an unfamiliar number.

*”Hey, it’s Matt in 818B. Just checking in, did you make it home alright? You still have my umbrella btw…”* I make up some excuse to sound like I’ve been too busy to return it…even though we’re in the midst of a pandemic. I offer to make him dinner if he is willing to make the trek from his building to mine, a whole tenth of a mile. We make plans for Thursday night which gives me time to tidy up, both myself and my apartment. A girls apartment is never cleaner than when she is expecting to get fucked.

Recently came out as bisexual to my girlfriend, she wanted to understand my feelings better so I wrote this story about my first encounter with a man. She finds it incredibly arousing.

In my imagination, I had pictured him towering over me, larger than life and unquestionably dominant; in truth, he was only slightly taller than I was and only marginally more broad across the shoulder. In fact, I was incredulous at how normal he was, so friendly and welcoming as he answered the door. A stark contrast to the hyper-sexual, pseudo-domineering persona he’d put across online. In my secret sexual fantasies, I had played this encounter out repeatedly, never considering what the initial “hello, I’m here” scenario would look like, but I guess after all, we were just two ordinary men meeting in the hope of having fun.

For all my choosiness on Grindr, my push to keep this excursion anonymous and the countless lies I’d sold myself about how this would be a onetime deal; I found myself feeling unusually self-conscious in his company. He was more handsome in real life than I had anticipated and I felt keen for him to like me back. Odd feeling for a *straight* guy to have m, I reflected, especially since I didn’t even know his name.

Surprise BJ at the movies theater Latin_Luver

There was a few more weeks of summer left and I was getting ready to take my sexy blond lifeguard to the movies. It was a weekday and we went at night. We sat on the top row because I wanted to slide my hands down her pants and play with her clit.

There was only like two other people there. Halfway into the movie I made my move and unbuttoned her jeans, unzipped them, and slide my hand down her pants. At this point, I was a pro at finding her clit. I licked my finger and slid it right on her clit. I kept teasing it with direct contact, circling around it, then back on.

It was such a turn on watching her squirm and feeling how wet she was. Close to the end of the movie she unzipped my pants, pulled out my cock and started going down on me. Now I’m rubbing her clit, while she’s going down on me and I can feel her moan on my cock.

The movie ended and she stopped. People got up and left. To my surprise the ushers didn’t come in. I forgot that ushers don’t come in after the last movie because janitors come in late at night.

Submit the demons (chapeter 4)

Any critique is appreciated.

I had allmost no sleep when I went to the base of the guards. It was a huge building. It has five floors and twenty windows per floor. The door was double the size of me, which intimidated me in a strange way. There were two statues on each side, like ethernal guards guarding the house. I didn’t even need to enter, because the head of the guards allready stepped outside and greeted me, “I see, you took your friends with you.” She stressed the ‘friends’ in a hositle maner. “Not my friends, these four are my slaves. Only she is a friend.” “It doesn’t really matter. Let’s get to the business. What do you want from me?”

“First I want informations from you. And I want some materials. The materials are easier, so I’ll ask them first. I want some ropes. A lot of them, and I also want some of your weapons. As for information, I want to know how humans can use sexual energy and some techniques of the men all these years ago. Information about Palemoon town and who you are. I think that wouldn’t be asked to much, right?”

[MF] [oral] [mouth soaping] COMING CLEAN WITH CASSIE – A guy explains why his new girlfriend makes him hard.

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I didn’t always like oral sex. Don’t get me wrong – I like to eat pussy, and the ladies tell me that I’m really good at it. What I mean is that I wasn’t much turned on by a blow job. It felt good, yes, but it wasn’t something that would float my boat, so to speak.

Until I met Cassie.

The way Cassie does it just drives me wild. One thing that helps is that Cassie has braces on her teeth. I have always thought braces were sexy. The other thing is that she doesn’t just jump right in and expect me to cum in ten seconds. She varies her technique quite a bit, always looking for new ways to get a rise out of me.

Typically she’ll lightly run her fingers all around my testicles and my erection. She will tease and prod and manipulate with her hands and fingers. Only when I’m rock hard will she take me in her mouth. I love the slurpy noises she makes. She will very messily work up copious amounts of the dribble as she uses her whole mouth to stimulate me.

The Pet Sitter [m][M][rape][bj][non-con][gay][age play][swallow]

The owners of the house had told Greg to be there at around nine in the evening, a strange time, he thought, to start a weekend pet sitting job. But, the newly eighteen year old man had started watching people’s houses and pets while they were on vacation to raise some money since he got out of highschool, and was excited for his first full weekend job.

The house was at the end of a quiet street, and as he made his way up the steps, he thought he heard a clamour from the basement window. His attention was drawn away from the strange sound when the front door opened in front of him. He didn’t remember knocking, but brushed off the nagging feeling of unease that he felt as light streamed out onto the dark porch.

“Hi, I’m…” Greg was cut off by the tall, older man who stood in the doorway.

“Greg, of course. We have been expecting you. Go ahead and come on in.” The man stepped to the side, gesturing for Greg to enter.

[MF] The Ex-Girlfriend

This story involves cheating from both parties.

The last girl I dated in the town I grew up in was a great girl but I was leaving and she wasn’t so it wasn’t meant to be. We talked sporadically after I’d left but she’d started dating a guy before I left town whom she ended up marrying and I wanted to keep my distance. I married a great woman and started a family in my new home.

Years later a received a Snap message from my ex, we’ll call her A, out of the blue. It was a selfie of her, nothing slutty, just a full-face selfie of herself with one of those filters on. She was gorgeous and reminded me of my attraction to her. She immediately apologized, explained it was for a friend who’s name was right above mine on her contact list (*right*), and told me to ignore it. I told her it wasn’t an issue and not to worry.

We started casually chatting and over the next few days it turned very flirty and then it evolved into full on sexting. It was exciting, dangerous, and fun but that’s all it was. Sexting.