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[FM][M][M] [FM] I [20F] fucked my way across Europe for a semester – Part 3

Parts [one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hwron7/group_fmmm_i_20f_fucked_my_way_across_europe_for/) and [two](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hxdiwx/fm_m_i_20f_fucked_my_way_across_europe_for_a/) here!

After breakfast, the four of us walked Darragh to the tube station. I wrapped an arm around his waist and smiled sadly up at him while we dragged our feet, not wanting to say goodbye. As we arrived, he pulled away from me, hitched his backpack higher up on his shoulders, and grinned at all of us. “Well, lads,” he laughed, “It’s been fun.”

“Good craic?” Lucas teased.

“Aye,” Darragh chortled, intentionally putting on a thicker accent to make us laugh, “It’s been a gas!”

He hugged Charlie first, clapping him on the shoulders and whispering something in his ear. Charlie flushed and whispered something back before they let go, laughing amongst themselves. My cheeks burned, paranoid that they were talking about me. Darragh then wrapped an arm around Lucas’s neck and gave him a noogie, burrowing his knuckles into Lucas’s blond hair. Gabriel pounced to join in, all three idiot boys wrestling on the spot for a moment. I laughed and rolled my eyes. Read more »

[FM] The time I [26F] discovered the best place to get finger fucked is on a rooftop in Brooklyn

Summer, 2019. The kind of weather where you feel it’s a shame—not just a shame, but a waste—to be wasting away indoors, and yet, that’s what I was doing. Alone again. Half-watching TV, but paying more attention to the drama unfolding on the endless feed on my phone. Sprawled out on my bed. Wondering how it was that it was another Saturday night and I had no plans.

And then I realized: It didn’t have to be like this. I’d just moved to Brooklyn, so now my world was infinitely bigger than it was in New Jersey, even if my apartment was smaller. Translations? I had options! A good time was within reach! I went off Instagram, and onto—drumroll please—the apps. As true romantic, there’s never a time when I’m not scrolling through the apps hoping I’ll meet my weirdo, who is equally matched in wit and sex drive. That night, though, I was happy to settle for the latter. Read more »

The Red Eye Flight [M/F] [Non-Consent/Reluctance] [Oral] [Public]

“Goddammit,” I said, hitting the blunt. “I do *not* want to take this flight tonight.” I exhaled and a cloud of thick smoke filled the car. The cracked windows yanked most of the smoke out into the night air, but a thick mass of scent remained. I passed the partially smoked brown cigar up to my Uber driver, Tony.

“Legit, man,” he consorted. His words were creaky as spoke, holding the smoke in his lungs. “Long flight?”

“Yeah, like 5 hours or so. At least it’s direct. I can’t hub in Denver anymore. That tram annoys me to no end.” Tony hit it again at my insistence. I was already crazy high. Completely flaking on the fact that I even *had* the blunt on me, I was fortunate to have had a late night driver who smoked. Otherwise it would’ve ended up in the trash outside the airport drop-off area.

“Cool, yeah. You comfy back there? Air okay?” He said, a little dazed. I appreciated his commitment to his job, even as I was encouraging him to ignore its restrictions. “For sure, man. Feelin’ great, really,” I laughed. Read more »

A Helping Hand PT.1

I have known Daisy since college, we were on the same course together, instantly becoming great friends after discovering having the same interests in gaming and movies. We had a great time hanging out together, although I had a crush on her nothing ever happened between us. Later on she met her BF Mark, after college she moved away to be closer to his family and they had a child together. Unfortunately for her it turned out Mark was a totally jerk, left her with a new born baby, and stuck in town away from her friends and family.

We managed to stay in touch and play online games when time permitted. During one of our gaming sessions I mentioned that it was getting to the end of the year, complaining I hadn’t taken any time off work that year as I never seem to find the time. She immediately replied that I should go visit her, I initially resisted because I didn’t want to burden her but she complained that with the holidays coming she had lots of work to do as well as DIY jobs around the house so if I babysat and do a few jobs it would really help her out. This was acceptable so booked a few weeks off work, packed a bag and drove up to her place. Read more »

Networking, Part 5 [MF, Cons, Romantic, Gentle Dom, Gentle Bond, Switch, Oral]

Networking Part [I](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/hgsk78/networking_part_i_f_sexual_tension/), [II](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hgb7wx/networking_part_ii_mf/), and [III](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hn9i6v/networking_part_iii_mf_cons/) and [IV](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hpb6sb/networking_part_iv_mf_cons_oral/)

Mia turned to Julian. She was glowing from her orgasm, hair curled and stuck to the back of her nape, cheeks flushed. They pressed their foreheads together.

“Should we take a breather?” Julian whispered, but before he even finished his sentence, Mia’s fingers were wrapped around his shaft. She’d never had this much stamina before, but damn with a man this calibre in her bed she couldn’t keep her hands off him. Mia responded, “I don’t want to take a break, but I think I might have to.”

Julian raised an eyebrow at Mia – he had an idea.

“Do you trust me?” he asked with a new excitement in his voice.

Mia slowed down her strokes on his cock. “Yes” she replied, sincerely but unsure of what she’d just committed to. Read more »

Dead Bedroom Saga: Abby – Part 1 [MF]

A little bit of background (a lot of my friends, family and co-workers are here) but will be vague. Also, considering it’s a true story, it’s long. This is the first of many – I’ve fucked over a dozen women in the last few years as FWB and a few more as one-night stands. Depending on feedback, I might write more.

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I’ve been married to Sally for a while and have kids. We got married young and it was great in the bedroom for a while, but Sally lost her sex drive completely and for the last 6 years, we’ve had sex less than 10 times a year. I’m quite successful and recently sold my business to my partner, got a significant inheritance and due to COVID, quit working. Sally is quite successful herself and we have more in our investments than people can dream on. And yeah, I’m in my late 30s. Just got lucky multiple times and managed to make the right decisions. Read more »

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 1

Bing

Anna’s computer notifies her that she has a new email.

“That new girl Anna makes it so hard for me to focus on work at my desk. Seriously, I’ve been having to go jerk off in the bathroom like 5 times a day since she started. I can’t stop thinking about how I want to be in her mouth. How those big tits of hers must bounce when she’s fucking. But she has that one sparkly finger which means she’s off limits. Her husband must be a fucking animal in the sack to tie down a hot piece of ass like that. Goddamn I feel like a horny teenager again, Jerry.”

“Jerry?” Anna wonders. “Who is Jerry?” Clearly this email was about her but wasn’t meant to be seen by her. What should she do? Report it to HR? Let the sender know about hi mistake? Or respond and see what other kinds of dirty things have been thought about her at her new job?

Anna decides to delete the email, ignore it, and try to figure out who the hell Jerry is so she can address him in person. The day goes on. She tries to put the email out of her head. Hours later a man stops by her cubicle. Read more »

I (24M) fucked my long-time crush after she (23F) teased me from 3,500 miles away. [FM]

(Sorry the intro is long, but I’m a storyteller first and a pervert second. Also, I’m an American who lived in London for five years, so I mix my American and British slang and terminology. If you’re British don’t get mad at me for saying ‘mates’ or ‘Uni’ when I only use that to refer to my time in London but still use American slang elsewhere. I get enough grief from my family about this in the other direction “ohhhh, you went to ‘uni’ with your ‘mates’.” Good grief.)

I’m an American who went to do his Uni undergrad in London (this story is almost a decade old). It was the best decision I ever made — spent five years there, and I loved every minute of it (I took a victory lap year because…why not? I got my visa extended.). I was dating this one girl at the end of my fourth year who I thought was “the one”. Lisa was Irish, brilliant, red-headed, chaotic, beautiful, a little troubled, and extremely outgoing and adventurous (both in and outside the bedroom, though this story isn’t about her, I have fifty public sex stories about us, and holy shit was she a squirter). (Sue me, I like using parentheses.) Read more »

The threesome i’ll never forget [mfm]

This story happened a few years ago and I was 23 at the time. It was a friends birthday and a large group of friend decided to hit to bars in town. There was a lot of booze and at some point my friend Joe decided to take the party to an other level and supplied some of us with some molly. We stayed at the bar until it closed and headed to someone’s house to continue partying. There was a lot of people and things were hot, people were making out and if you’d open a door you’d most likely find people having a sexy time. I made out with a bunch of people buy didn’t go further than that. Read more »

Business or Pleasure? [MF | Public | Creampie]

Late night flights like today’s were what made John dread going on business trips overseas. Working for an investment firm provided a lot of opportunities to their young associates, especially those with ambition and a willingness to go to conferences out of Toronto. Today, that happened to be John and his coworker Sarah. The worst part of these types of trips? John always forgot to pack until the day of.

This wasn’t the first time this has happened. Last year, the London trip had him forget half of his clothes from the last minute packing. The year before, New York, arguably less impactful as he only forgot his toiletries. The common theme behind these trips; his associate Sarah mocking him relentlessly.

“If you were this clueless at the office, you’d have been fired a long time ago.” she would joke, even though it was true. John in his professional life was so controlled and focused, but due to the fact his mind was always on work, his personal life suffered. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d gone out for drinks with friends, had a day to relax at home or even gone on a date. Personal life concerns always took a back seat, in order to serve him climbing the corporate ladder. Read more »