The Night I Realized I Was A Dom (True Story) [25M] [MF]

This all happened a looong time ago, back when I was 20. I was living in my first solo apartment and was finally in a steady enough relationship as to where I could deeply explore sex. My girlfriend at the time was 18 and in her first semester of college. Her mind and person was extremely malleable, but I had no idea just how malleable.

We had been sexually active together for about a month, but it had been full of those awkward first encounters where we were both too nervous to enjoy it, and way too inexperienced to blow each other’s mind. We still enjoyed each other all the same though.

Well. For the most part.

I was really starting to learn her body. I knew her right nipple was extremely sensitive, only second to her g-spot, the location of which was second nature to me at that point. I knew that if she was having trouble getting wet, all I had to was press myself against her back and breathe on her neck. With the combination of all this knowledge and us getting more comfortable with each other, I was able to make her cum over, and over, and over. At first it was exhilarating. I get off on getting my partner off. I don’t finish until you do. The feeling of you clenching tighter and tighter around my cock until you flood my pelvis, feeling your insides spasm and twitch, your sharp gasps for air and your nails digging into my back… it’s euphoric. But at some point, I too need my release.

My Pussy Puzzle [massage happy ending] [FMMM] [oral] [fingering] [full body] [surprise squirt]

A handsome strong looking gentleman called my name and I followed him back to to the massage room. He told me to undress, lay on the table, cover up with a towel and he’d be back in a few minutes. When he returned he played some relaxing music and lit several amazing smelling candles. Getting down to business he asked if I was ready and slid his warm smooth hands down my back. Generous warm oil was dripped on my skin and he began to slowly massage my aching back and leg muscles. His strong grip was hitting all the right spots and I could feel my cares melting away.

Quite the conversationalist he spoke about traveling the world, delicious food, relationships and then even a few sexual topics. He spoke so confidently it made me feel at ease and able to share some of my personal experience as well. At one point the conversation found us explaining our favorite ways to have an orgasm. I told him forthright that no man had ever been able to get me off and I had almost given up. He must have taken that as a challenge.

My first fake threesome (her POV) [MF]

*Since we got some messages asking for Elle’s point of view on the [fake threesome](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/k1nxav/my_first_fake_threesome_mf/) we felt it was probably best if she wrote about it on her own words.*

Let me start by saying that having a MFM threesome has been huge fantasy since I first started masturbating. There’s something about being the center of attention that has always turned me on immensely. Furthermore, I always thought that making two guys come at once kind of made a rockstar. Keep this in mind because that’s the reason why I was so eager to let myself be immersed on the fantasy that my boyfriend composed for me.

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As I’m kneeling there on the pillows on my own living room, wondering what the hell my boyfriend has in store for me, I hear him approaching from behind and gently placing a black blindfold on me. I’m immediately getting aroused because, although it’s not super kinky, I’ve never been fucked while wearing a blindfold before.

He proceeds to gently kiss me on the neck and whispers into my ear “I’ll be right back, don’t go anywhere”. I smile and playfully wiggle my butt.

[MF] Underneath an Undergraduate

Francesca Costa leaned against the restaurant’s cold brick wall and sulked, phone in hand.

“Hello? Did you hear me?” she heard the faint, tinny voice say.

She lifted the phone to her ear again. “Okay, maybe another time?” she asked.

The voice made her excuses, tonight wasn’t good, too much homework to do this week, finals were coming up, you understand, and so on.

“Alright,” said Francesca, “well, send me a text if you’re free sometime and we can try again. If you want.” As she said it, she realized she was being dishonest. Even if her date did invite her out again, Francesca probably wouldn’t respond.

The two exchanged pleasantries, said good night, and Francesca shoved her phone back into her crowded red handbag. She felt tears threatening to stain her cheeks and wiped them away before they had the chance; she didn’t want to cry over a girl from class that she hardly knew. Maybe she would have an easier time with one of the boys?

A car lazily rolled past, the couple inside chatting away happily. Francesca could see the exhaust coming out of the muffler and realized how cold the night had grown. She pulled her jacket tighter and began a hasty walk back to her campus dormitory.

[M]e and [M]y friend [F]inger our mutual friend [MFM]

Sexy stuff starts at ***

So this was back when we were all 18. There was myself, Kaylee, and Alex (fake names sorry). I am about 5,6 blonde hair, and normal build. Alex is roughly the same but shorter and brown hair. He is very outgoing and bubbling with energy all the time. But Kaylee is the real star of the story. Kaylee is an ex-scene kid with C-cup tits and is an absolute slut. Great person to be around and shared many adventures with these people. Anyways back to the story

We were all at my house after a day of traveling around the city. Where I’m from there is nothing to do but drive 30 minutes to an hour just be entertained. So we were all slightly exhausted and just wanted to relax. But when you combine two guys with raging hormones and a girl that isn’t afraid of being intimate no matter with who you get our story.

So we are at my house and decided that we should all cuddle on my bed. Kaylee suggested we spoon to where I’m on one side, she is in the middle, and Alex is on the outside.

Sexy Spa Therapist Gave Me a Happy Ending (FF) (Lesbian) (Oral)

The past month has been absolutely insane. I’ve been running around from one meeting to another, busting my ass. Hustling every day to increase my sales.

Honestly, when I went into sales, I didn’t assume that it would be easy, but I sure as hell did not expect it to be this hard either. I have to be on my toes every single day, ready to pitch my next idea and having comebacks rolling over my tongue. And I have to admit that there’s been a couple of investors who really stammered me into my seat, which made me realise that I need to up my game.

So last Friday, I decided to treat myself to a break over the weekend. Just to get a clear mind and then I’ll get my shit back together on Monday morning.

I looked up the closest decent hotel and booked a room for two nights. I mean, there’s nothing better than having room service, chilling at the spa and sipping mojitos by the pool all day.

Hotel encounter (MF)

I was waiting in the hotel room, just lounging on the bed, doing some online shopping and making sure I didn’t miss any work emails.

*What room?*

*206. The door is open.*

For a split second I wondered if I should have left the door open like that, but the hotel was a ghost town because of the pandemic. I was actually surprised to see the maids cleaning a room this morning.

I was annoyed. We were supposed to meet last month, but he cancelled, and I blew up on him. He made me feel like I was the problem, that I should understand because I, too, was a professional. Boy did I rip him a new one after he texted that. After the dust settled, I reached out again, and he was agreeable because neither of us can deny that our sex is amazing. My desire was growing hungrier by the minute, then I heard him knock.

“Can I come in?”

Rolling my eyes I sighed, “I guess.” I glared at him when he entered, kind of like a pet cat who’s annoyed with an owner’s presence. But he didn’t own me. I was going to let him know that. I was definitely going to make him work for what he came here for.

[F]antasy I wrote [M]y wife. After reading it, we played it exactly as written.

The day started like a normal day, my alarm went off at 4:30 am. I got up, smiling down at you, while you lay there peacefully sleeping. You must have gotten hot during the night, as you had removed the covers from your gorgeous body. I take notice of your state of dress, a pale pink, lacy babydoll nightie with matching panties. As I look at you I also notice that you have moved in a way that your right breast is exposed, your nipple is hard and goosebumps are covering your exposed breast. I lean down and lick your nipple as I leave for work, wishing it was the weekend. As my tongue makes contact with your nipple you moan and call out, “suck my nipple baby”. Your hand trails down your body and into the waistband of your panties as you spread your legs and start rubbing circles around your clit. Regretfully I turn and head to the door for work. As I’m walking out of the bedroom I hear you say, “I want your hard cock inside of me. My pussy is so fucking wet. I need you baby!” I realize your are sleeping and are dreaming of us fucking. As I drive to work I can’t keep my thoughts from drifting to the erotic scene I left at home. A couple of hours after I got to work my phone alerts me to a text message. I open it to see you have sent me a series of sexy photos of you squeezing your nipples, your titties, your panties pulled to the side, fingers spreading your lips and you masturbating. I respond with a message saying, “Damn it, you are so fucking sexy. I wish I was there with you!”. My phone goes off again, “Well come home and fuck me, my pussy is waiting and it is all yours to do whatever you want!” I take a look at what I have going on and decide there is no reason to stay at work. I text you, “Jump in the shower and get cleaned up. I’m coming home and I want you to be naked in bed with a blindfold on. Don’t ask any questions just do it. I promise it’ll be fun!”. You respond immediately with, “That sounds fun, I can’t wait!”. As I head home my cock is throbbing with anticipation. All I can think of is seeing you laying in bed blindfolded, waiting for the next event to happen. While you are in the shower you are so turned on you fight to keep from fingering yourself to an orgasm. You get out and start drying off and your phone goes off, another text message from me, “I’m getting closer, are you finished with your shower?”. Your hands start shaking with anticipation, “Yes, I’m laying in our bed about to blindfold myself”. I respond with, “Good, send me a picture of how excited you are”. “Ok”. My phone goes off, I get so excited, you sent me a picture of your pussy with two fingers inside, spreading it open for me to see just how wet you are. “Damn baby, you are so fucking sexy, I am dying to be there between your thighs, licking your pussy, teasing your clit and making you cum”. I decide to stop at an adult store on the way. Partly to see what I might be able to find and partly to make you wait some more. I walk in and see a sign for a new product, it is described as the most intense tingling sensation ever. A small drop placed on your clit will make you experience this pleasure without even touching yourself. I grab a tube of it, a C-shaped vibrator that goes in hands free to pleasure your g-spot and clit at the same time and a package of bed restraints. After I pay I jump in the truck and rush home. You hear my key enter the lock and your heart starts racing. As I open the door you faintly say, “Baby is that you?”. I don’t answer, leaving you waiting in anticipation. When I walk through the bedroom door I see your hand slowly reaching toward your blindfold, I clear my throat and tell you, “It’s me gorgeous, leave the blindfold alone.” I can’t take my eyes off of you, your body trembling, waiting to be touched. Your pussy is glistening with wetness, your nipples are so hard they look like rocks. I tell you that I stopped on the way home and got some goodies to play with. Removing the restraints from the bag, I attach them to the bed first and then to your wrists and ankles. You start moaning and begging me to touch you saying, “Please touch me and make me cum!”. I tell you to wait we have all day. I lean down and lick your nipple just like I did this morning. You shiver as my tongue make contact. You start rotating your hips and trying to squeeze your legs together to figure out how to put some kind of pressure on your clit. As you lay there I tell you I’m going to take a shower. Again you beg for me to let you cum. I then apply a very small drop of the tingling gel on your clit. It takes a minute before you can feel it. You start moaning and writhing around asking, “What is that? It feels so fucking good, I can’t even describe it!” I tell you and then insert the last surprise, the c-shaped vibrator. This causes you to scream with pleasure almost immediately. I decide to remove the vibrator before you cum and tell you I’ll be back in a minute. Jumping in the shower my cock is so fucking hard and throbbing it almost hurts. When I finish showering and drying off I come back into the bedroom and lay down between your legs. Gently I reach out feeling your wetness and run my middle finger along your pussy. Starting at your feet I begin kissing every inch of your body. Taking my time around your inner thighs, sides and neck. But avoiding your nipples and clit intentionally. I remove a tickle feather from your drawer and start teasing around your nipples watching your body cover itself with goosebumps. After teasing you for a few more minutes, I slip two fingers in your soaking wet pussy, curling them up to rub the inside. I then lean in and lightly lick your clit before sucking it in and giving you the pleasure you’ve been waiting for. As I lick up and down, rolling my tongue around on your clit, nibbling it occasionally and fingering you, you scream, “Ohhhh FUUUUUUCK! I’M ABOUT TO FUCKING CUM!!!”. Continuing my assault on your pussy and clit you cum so hard and squirt more than you ever have in your whole life. As I back away you continue to squirt leavinga puddle of cum on the bed. Your whole body shaking toes curling as you cum harder than you ever have. I reach up and release your wrists from the restraints. As soon as they are free you grab your titties and start pinching your nipples causing you to continue your orgasm. Reaching down I undo the restraints from your ankles. As you are freed you grab me and push me down onto the bed and put the same restraints on my wrists and ankles. I am so turned on and horny that my cock is oozing pre-cum, throbbing and jumping uncontrollably. You then straddle me and slide you pulsing hot pussy down my shaft and begin to grind on me until you start cumming again. Your juice is flowing so much that all you can hear is the sound of sloppy wet sex. It doesn’t take me long and I scream, ” Baby, I’m about to fucking explode!!! Don’t stop!! I’M FUCKING CUMMING!! I’M CUMMING!!!!” You start screaming “I’m cumming again ” As we both finish cumming you roll off to the side in pure ecstacy and say, “Are you ready to go again yet?”

[MF] [Public] This one is a little more different. Please feel free to chat with me :)

We met out one night at a show. He was alone and I was too. I usually keep quiet when I go out by myself and that was my plan. But he walked up to me and just said

“Hey how was your day”

That was all. I was so taken aback. Living in New York for the past twelve years made me want to keep to myself.

“Um. Good.” I said—suddenly self conscious of my dress. Short, black. I didn’t wear a bra and my tits hung out the sides, my tattoos on display. I fidgeted.

“Good. Good.” It was tense and awkward. I looked down at his waist and then to his belt, nice fine leather. Then down to the lump that sat just below the buckle. I felt my undies clench up with my lips.

*What was happening?* I thought. *You can’t seriously be into this guy. This rando.*

“Yeah.” I took a huge gulp of my whiskey, “Do you smoke?”

“I do” He said, “Do you?”

“Well, no. I mean, yes. But I don’t have smokes on me.” I got red. *What was I saying???*

Hooking up with one of [M]y college [f]riends

I met Morgan when I was a junior in college at Alabama and she was a sophomore. She was a friend of a friend named Sarah, who had brought her out for our coed flag football team. Sarah had told us that Morgan was a good athlete, but that undersold her. Morgan was an absolute stud. She had played soccer and basketball in high school and anything we threw her way she caught. We had a couple former high school football players, plus I’m 6’4” and had played basketball in high school. So we had a good team. But as anyone who’s played coed intramurals knows, your team is only as good as the girls you have on it, so Morgan was often our go to receiver.

At the time I had a long-time girlfriend, so we were just friends in the casual way that you become friends with countless people in college. I knew that Morgan was good looking, I mean I had eyes, plus her standard Nike shorts and tank top certainly showed off her toned, athletic body (for those looking for the full picture she’s around 5’7”, medium length blonde hair, and was probably between a B and C cup). But nothing ever went anywhere beside very light flirting because I was off the market.