The House Guest (Part 1) M/F

“Would you stop, baby?” Daniel asked, watching his wife gather up a pile of books from the coffee table.

Jane shook her head, stuffing the books on one of the several bookshelves lining the living room. Pausing a moment, she adjusted the placement of the books so that the spines all lined up, presenting a unified front to the open studio apartment. “I’m nearly done. I just want…” She pushed a lock of brown hair back from her brow. “I want to make a good impression. I’ve never met any of them.”

Daniel crossed the room, kissing her on the cheek. “Believe me, you’ll make a good impression. This place will make a good impression. Jared’s apartment was a bit of a hole last time I saw it.”

“That’s not the point,” she replied. “He’s been through a lot. I want him to feel at home.”

“That’s going to be a problem.” Jane tossed him a frown, and Daniel shrugged. “I mean, I’m just trying to be honest. It’s not his home. It’s going to take a long, long time before any place can be home.”

My [F] Amsterdam Experience

It gets NSFW after the dots

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Back in the good old days before Covid (2018) I (F) did a semester abroad in Europe. Specifically Vienna, Austria. A little background story: I was raised in a very conservative, Catholic family; Mass everyday, Rosary every Saturday, private Catholic highschool, etc. But, as it often happens in that kind of upbringing, I went wild in college. I still lived with my parent but I found ways to sneak out to drink, party and have fun. I have lots of crazy stories about that but the one I’ll be telling today is of the time I bought my first dildo.

As I said, I went to Europe for a semester. I was 19 at the time and it was the first time I lived completely by myself; no parents, siblings, cousins, grandma etc. to watch over me. I was free to do whatever I wanted. As flights are pretty cheap in Europe, I would travel once or twice a month for a weekend to a different country and I would stay in hostels so I didn’t spend so much money. For one of my trips I went to Amsterdam for a weekend. Beautiful city, delicious food, I really enjoyed my short time there and definitely recommend it. It is not a city for kids though, the Red District is very, very NSFW. You walk down the streets and there are prostitutes in every window (it’s legal there), sex shops in every corner and stores where you can buy all kinds of edibles, blunts, mushrooms and other drugs. I even saw two guys doing some coke in broad daylight.

We got stopped in a public park by someone trying to feed the ducks [MF]

I started talking to her online — she lived about 15 minutes from me — and she was really cute. Eighteen years old, thick thighs, round ass, great curves. She had dark hair, light eyes, and a really inviting smile. It was summer time and she had just graduated high school a few weeks before and was working at a car dealership in town as a summer job. She was the kind of girl that didn’t portray herself as innocent or hard to get and I found that incredibly appealing.

We exchanged phone numbers a day or two after we connected and got to talking one Friday while she was on a work break. Things turned sexual very quickly as she mentioned how horny she was and that she hadn’t had the chance to masturbate that morning before work like she normally did. I love when a woman shares details like that out of the blue and I chomped at the bait asking her “Well do you want me to help you out with that?”

Quaaludes, B&E, and a visitor part 1 [MF][NonFiction]

You might be getting tired of me yapping about sexy times with the wife, so I thought I would tell you a true story from my younger past. This happened in 1984 just before a certain (and greatest) drug was removed form the market. I was 18 for all intents and purposes.

I was the oldest member in a group of teens that lived in and around this apartment complex. It was a super fucked up time in my life and I honestly don’t remember much about that period. I do remember a few bright points both good and bad, this is one of them. I don’t remember her name even, we’ll call her Casey for this exercise.

It was the middle of summer, and being in the south means that you were in the pool if you had access to one. Luckily for me the apartment complex that my mother and step-father moved us into had a pool. It was always crowded with families and teens. I ran the teenage crew pretty much, I was loud, brash, and testing the new found waters of masculinity. When we weren’t in the pool or running the streets, we usually ended up hanging out at Casey’s apartment. Casey was 27 and a single mom, she was also the aunt of one of the guys in the crew, Mike. Mike and his parents lived in another apartment in the same complex; it was a few buildings over.

20 Yr Old Female Given To Powerful Older Man With Cum Fetish As Debt Repayment, Part 1 [Str8] with some [MFF] [drugs]

Your father presses the button on the speaker to the gated entrance, he holds your wrist hard, awaiting directions. It has only been about 5 minutes since he forcibly injected you in the back of the neck with an inoculation, as part of the repayment deal. Within seconds, a middle-aged woman appears dressed entirely in clothing from the teen clothing line ‘Pink’, her face covered in what looks to be shampoo.

“Like, hello, so glad she can come to the sleepover,” the woman dressed in Pink clothing says, mimicking a teenager’s voice. The woman smiles, her face literally dripping with shampoo as she presses a button that opens the gate.

“Did you just get out of the shower?” your dad asks, before realizing the woman is covered in cum, her entire face dripping, as she grabs his arm and tugs at the both of you, pulling you towards the entrance, acting normal and teenager-like. “I love your hair,” the woman says to you, ignoring your dad’s inquisitive glares, still pulling you both towards the entrance.

San Fransisco, Hookers, and My Lesbian Friend [MFF] – PART TWO

POST 2 OF 2 [(PART ONE HERE)](https://reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mh3m05/san_fransisco_hookers_and_my_lesbian_friend_mff/)

CONTENT WARNING: Sex work, group sex, drugs, alcohol, show business, other fun things like that.

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Me and Melissa smoked another blunt, but I didn’t hit it too much. If what actually seemed like it was going to happen was happening, I didn’t want to be so fucked up that I missed it. Charlotte showed up after forty minutes, and holy fuck was she gorgeous! Like, in an unusual way, but definitely beautiful. And tall. I think me and Melissa both turned into putty in front of the mid-30s woman, which is pretty funny in retrospect. We had about two minutes of smalltalk, then before I knew it she was rubbing her hand on my dick outside my pants.

I didn’t exactly know the procedure, but I didn’t want to stop her. She asked what we were looking for, and I said flat out that my friend had said she wanted to ride a pretty face until she came. Without a beat Charlotte said, ‘we can do that,’ and I swear Melissa got beet red. Without the pandemic none of this shit would ever have happened, but I think it’s put us all in such a ‘fuck it’ mood.

San Fransisco, Hookers, and My Lesbian Friend [MFF] – PART ONE

POST 1 OF 2

Posting this from my porn account since I have no one to share it with in real life. It’s really like three stories over the course of a week but I’ll try to sum them up. By far the most surprising thing that’s happened to me in my ten-ish years of sex. I’m also gonna post it in two parts because it’s fairly long.

Fair warning, this is maybe 40% sex and 60% general anecdote. The details for me are all tied together. Also, CONTENT WARNING: Sex work, group sex, drugs, alcohol, show business, other fun things like that.

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I’ve got a really close friend from college named Melissa. I’m 25 now, and she’s a year older than me, so 26. When I met her we were both in film school, and she was a rich girl from LA with big dreams. She’s Coptic Christian, Iraqi. Her parents are brokers for corporate art installations. They’re pretty conservative, but right at the time we met she was first starting to discover her lesbian sexuality. I remember her gushing about cute classmates, or saving pictures of big titted celebrities on her phone.

[M] I fucked a sub’s [F]ace so hard she puked

This was purely about hooking up; from the first dating-app message, that was obvious. We’d started exchanging nudes within five minutes, kinks within 10, videos within 15. The general vibe was that, under the right circumstances and with the right lubrication, anything goes. We met at a pub just around the corner from her flat, and got through a couple of bottles of red wine within a few hours. She wore her lipstick, mascara, heels, fishnet stockings, only just concealed under a short dress, a butt plug and brought cocaine. She was more nervous and more shy than her internet correspondence had suggested, but the wine, and later drugs, helped. She became more flirty, more like she was online. She leant in, kissed me, rested her hand on my cock and confessed her ass was stuffed.

After that, we headed to hers, gave nervous nods to her grinning housemates getting stoned in the living room, and got to it. She left on her heels and fishnets, a hole already ripped around her ass and cunt. She was dripping wet. In a few hours, we did it all: she rode my cock, I fucked her from behind, replaced her plug with my tongue, then my cock. She ate my ass, and I took her to the bathroom and pissed on her chest; she licked the last drips from my quickly hardening cock.

She went bi for one night only [MFF]

College is a time for experimentation. At least that’s what I was always told growing up by those older than me. Drugs, alcohol, sex, it’s all available it copious amounts almost everywhere with thousands of young people with no adult supervision for the first time. Crazy shit is bound to happen.

One thing that surprised me was hearing about girls having sex with their roommate. It was by no means an everyday occurrence but I was just surprised to even hear about it happening in the first place. I can count on one hand how many times I’ve heard it happening.

This is about my friends Becky and Melissa who I met my freshman year of college.

Becky and Melissa are pretty similar people. Both small town girls with the same backgrounds, sense of humor, and style. As roommates they were together often and were pretty close. They both had long brown hair and brown eyes. Becky was the shorter one at 5’5”. She’s a thin girl with small boobs and a small ass. Melissa had a few more curves and an average body with a great ass. She’s slightly taller at 5’7” and has glasses. This is just my preference but glasses are a huge turn on. For those that care about me I’m 6’5” with brown hair and blue eyes. When I first met them, I was attracted to both of them. However, they both had boyfriends at the time so I backed off.