I got myself my [F]irst do[M]inating boytoy [MF]

First time poster, please be nice :P

So for the last couple of years I’ve been in relationships with lovely guys but that have had much lower sexdrive then myself. A while ago me and my ex broke up and after some mourning and time for myself – I was ready to have some adventures.

My plan is to share with you all that I will be up to, because I have a feeling it will just get better and better!

Let me give you a better picture of me, I’m in my 20ties and atletic being a dancer and acrobat for many years and now doing extremsport. My body is toned and sleek but with a bit of ass. My breasts are on the smaller side but with piercings through both nipples. I have dark shoulder long hair and big green eyes. I’ve done a bit of modeling and often get to be the ‘cute’ girl altho my personality don’t always go with that look haha. The boy is tall and slim with short dark hair and a lean six pack. Also I quickly learned that he has a thing for toys…

Week long fling with Dutch virgin [M] (long story)

In 2019 I went on a 3 month trip around Europe, about 3 weeks in I arrive at a hostel in Berlin where I meet Eva*(18F) and her friend, they were on a trip to Germany to celebrate graduating high school and starting university in a couple weeks.

A little bit on Eva’s appearance; in short she looks like a tall, slender, scandinavian model. Golden blond hair to her shoulders, gleaming blue eyes, sunkissed olive skin, 5’11, A cup breasts, a small butt but a great apple shape, thin legs with a noticable thigh gap, and she always wore reading glasses (Also the most amazing dutch accent which was soft and sweet and could lull you from a nightmare into a pleasant dream).

Got my gf to squirt in an airbnb while the host was eavesdropping [MF]

It was probably 12 years ago, but this remains one of the hottest experiences I had.

It was with my ex girl friend. We were in a distance relationship – she was in Vietnam and I was going to college in Singapore. She was visiting me for a couple days.

We didn’t have much money back then, so we rented a room (airbnb style before airbnb was a thing) in a 3-bed condo apartment. The host of the condo was this 30-something woman, apparently she was a stay at home wife. We didn’t talk much but I remember she was hot, in a MILF way.

So we got into our room, and of course having seen each other like a couple months before, we spent the whole day on the bed. My ex was a squirter, and I have been able to get her to squirt using 2 fingers. That day for the first time I put 2 fingers in while my cock was thrusting. My length is decent, but I’m not very thick so that definitely helped filling her. She went wild and after a couple minutes, she squirted twice in a row. Until this day I couldn’t forget the feeling when her legs trembled, and her vagina compressed and pushed my cock out. Her vagina was really shallow then when I pull my cock out I could see her pink flesh inside.

[f]uck I keep trying to post this and keep getting shut down… [Solo]

I’m married and I love my husband. His cock is fantastic. I can’t wait to ride it later tonight and cum all over it.

But sometimes I think about what I’d do if I was single. Who I’d do.

I dated my high school boyfriend off and on, even after graduation, but we never fucked. He was religious, and I was shy in my own right. Not too shy of course. We touched in public places, under blankets. Hormones often got the best of us. I took photos of me touching myself. Wearing short skirts with no panties.

By the time we were grown and having sex with other people, we were no longer romantically involved. Although he tried, once. Asked point blank if we could see what sex was like with each other now that we both had experience. I turned him down and now I think about that often with regret. I should have said yes.

Who am I?

The following story may or may not be real:

Four years. It had been four years since the last time I had felt the warmth and comfort of a woman. You see, I had moved back home in my mid-twenties to return to school and somewhere along the way I lost myself.

I decided to return home for my education primarily, however to be honest I needed to leave. I had been working in bars and nightclubs and the lifestyle had become a grind. For a quiet, conservative, and introverted guy like myself, being stuck in an industry fueled by cocaine, lust, and posturing facilitated the beginning of an escalating internal crisis. Despite my good looks, confident posture, and a past which might cause one to think I had experienced many sexual partners, the truth is I hadn’t. And despite my willingness to take shots with coworkers and patrons, and the fact that I was never seen without a joint in my hand, I didn’t like to party either. I felt like an imposter, an actor performing beneath the bright lights of the main stage, only with a little more bass in the background.

The Further Adventures of Frank and Karen Part 7 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

Now naked, bound and hooded her breathing was going into overdrive.
She had begun to tremble with her legs shaking along with goosebumps breaking out all over her body.
Walking her over to the edge of my bed I lowered her face down onto the mattress.
Taking each leg in turn I spread them outward only to bind them to the bedposts.

Now spread eagle I released her hands and bound them above her head to the upper bed posts.
Leaning in towards her ear I said in a quiet and calm voice. “Trust me. If you need me to stop just sat the word “Orange” and everything will stop.
Do you understand?
She only nodded.
“No Karen, I need to hear you say it, do you understand?”
“Yes sir.” Was her reply.

Standing on the side of the bed my hand began an arc that terminated on her left ass cheek.
Upon the first impact Karen began to groan and whimper.
Moving my impact around so no one place received consecutive hits I peppered her bottom with my hand prints.
After the tenth hit I asked her if she was OK and willing to continue.
“Yes, Frank I’m OK.
Please go on.” She said.

Teachers punishment [M/F] [fantasy]

This is my first post, keep that in mind.

I swore at my teacher the other day and slapped her in the face because she was annoying me. She told me to stop and said I would be punished tommrow since class was almost over.

I didn’t think much about it and when I walked into school tomorrow class went as normal. She told me to stay after and once the bell rung it was only me, her and Alyssa. Alyssa was a pretty girl in my class that helped my teacher sometimes.

My teacher told me to come with her and we walked to the nurses office. I was confused because the nurses office was closed today. She shut the door behind her and told me to sit on the bed while she gets the punishment ready with Alyssa. She goes into the back and takes our two large suppositories, four pairs of medical gloves, two masks and a towel.

Branching Out (Bondage)(Rough)(CNC)(MF)

This is my first time writing something like this. Be kind! Please leave a comment with feedback.

My hand shook as I locked the car door. My keys jingled as I placed them in my purse and I began walking toward the hotel. I double-checked the time and place in our messages before entering the lobby. I couldn’t tell if the trembling of my body was more from excitement or nerves. My husband John always was one for surprises. We have an extremely adventurous sex life. We are completely open about our fantasies and sexuality with one another and have always shared any fantasies that we have. We send sexy stories back and forth to try to wind each other up.

I had been sending stories lately describing one fantasy in particular and I was thrilled when he caught on. I was still a little surprised when John asked if I wanted to make it a reality. I was nervous, to be honest. It was something that I wasn’t completely sure I would be into, but the idea of waking up tied to a bed and John having complete control over me made my panties soaking wet every time. We talked it through and he asked me questions of what I had in mind. He made the arrangements and informed me of the rules and instructions. We had discussed safe words ahead of time and I began counting down the days.

Wife feeds husband own cum [fm] [creampie] [cumeating]

It all started when my wife and started to try and have a baby. Before then we always practiced the pull and shoot method of birth control. After the first time of filling her up with a load of cum I knew I was addicted. There was nothing like feeling her walls milk my cock dry… so I thought. It wasn’t a couple more sessions after when I really saw her perfect pussy with my cum seaping out. I was always into going down on her. I could spend hours between her legs and not have enough of her taste. I always tried to find new ways to eat her out. I ate her while having a dildo filling her ass, ate her ass while fucking her with a toy, every position possible, and my favorite of her sitting on my face and filling my mouth with that perfect taste. After seeing my cum leaked out of her I had my ultimate fantasy. I wanted, craved, obsessed over going down on her sloppy cum filled pussy. The only problem was after shooting my load that fantasy didn’t seem so erotic. I never told my wife about this desire… I figured she would be opposed.

My submissive babygirl took this Dom Daddy on a taboo pleasure trip and came 42 times including fisting, giant dildo, rough sex, double penetration with toys, electro stimulator, solo play, geyser-like squirt, bondage, facial with rimming and a naughty video to humiliate her Fetlife slave [Mf]

So Elizabeth and I after our adventure in New York (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eyklb8/a_wild_weekend_fulfilling_fantasies_with_my/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) went to a totally different location for our next trip: a small cabin with walls of glass perched above a spectacular remote beach in Northern California. It’s impossible to explain the intensity of what happened once the fireworks began. Elizabeth brought a little clicker to track her orgasms. We started our activities at 4pm on a Monday and when it was time to leave at 10 am Wednesday, the clicker read 42.

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Before I go into details, I must say that the time we weren’t fucking was as memorable than the time that we were. We are still getting to know each other and after going through some long distance challenges, we were both looking forward to this special place. The intensity of the natural beauty outside the cottage fed the intensity of what was happening inside the cottage. It helped that there was a huge hot tub built into the hillside below the house looking out over the enormous empty beach and the crashing Pacific. Every time we hit another sexual peak we would dashed out to the hot tub and recharge, listening to the wind and the waves and talking deeply about our lives.