Taste [str8] [MF] [oral]

“I want to taste you,” he said, his chin hovering just over her shoulder.

She smiled, and reclined slightly, one hand tugging at a strap on her sports bra. In a flash his hands were on her shoulders, driving her back into the plush bed, his mouth finding her neck and trailing a series of soft kisses down to her collarbone. His beard tickled the tops of her breasts as his lips moved across her chest.

His head now on the other side of her body, his lips found her ear and whispered, “I need to taste you.”

His hands were firm, holding her down, and she could feel her body beginning to betray her already. She gasped as his lips found her skin again, starting at the waistband of her shorts and planting a series of kisses along her abdomen, nuzzling against her as he did.

His hands left her shoulders, sliding down her sides until his fingers were locked around the loose shorts she was wearing. A smile lit up his face as he began to apply pressure, inching the shorts down slowly. He leaned up and kissed her, long and deep, giving his tongue ample time to explore hers, then rose up and ripped her shorts down her legs.

Girls’ Weekend [FFF] [Les] [exh] [F] [solo] Ch. 10-11

#~Chapter Ten~
##A Change of Pace

When I recover, I’m being rolled over. Tammy leans over me now, and she’s spreading my legs. She leans in close and kisses me, and I kiss back. I look down, and see that she’s now wearing the dildo. Her breasts rub against mine, and she starts kissing my neck. Her hands caress my face, and she kisses me deeply. She moves the hair away from my face and smiles. “It’s my turn now, Steph.” She’s more tender than Amanda was, and she spends a lot of time just touching me and kissing me. Her hands are soft and warm, and when she touches my nipples, it sends shivers through me. She notices, laughs, and kisses me again, running a finger down my torso to my belly button, and back up. “You’re so sexy,” she says in a way that I believe her. I’m starting to get wet again from her attention, but she won’t touch me below the waist. Instead, she continues to massage me, running her hands down my neck, across my shoulders, and down my arms. When she reaches my hands, she holds them tight, then lets go, and runs her hands across my stomach. She then flips her hand over, and gently runs the back of her hands across my navel. I feel her fingernails, cooler, and it’s relaxing, and just what I need after Amanda. She straddles me, and keeping one hand on my stomach, she takes the other and begins to touch herself. She slides a finger inside, and moans. She leaves it inside, and when she removes it, I see wetness glisten on her finger. She bends forward, and runs her finger over my lips. I take her finger into my mouth and suck the taste from it. Before tonight, I’d never even tasted myself, and now I’ve tasted two other women. She smiles as I release her finger, leaving my lips parted. She leans in and kisses me. She then slides up to my mouth, straddling me. She doesn’t stay long enough for me to taste, but slides down me, leaving a trail of her scent down my torso. Again, I shiver, and she smiles at me. “You’re ours now, Steph. We need to make sure that other girls know that!”

Slowly earning her ‘cum slut’ title. [true] [MF] [bd] [exh] [Fsub]

Tiff really wants to be a cum slut. Overall she just loves being called dirty names, and she’s used to men just jumping at the opportunity to talk dirty to her. But we have a different arrangement. With me, she needs to ear her names. So far she’s a slut, which she earned simply by telling me her recent stories of the men she has been fucking. Some regular, some one night stands, she just really enjoys being a complete slut, which is something I admire in her open sexuality. Cum Slut however, needs to be earned.

She tells me how much she loves cum, and has shown me a couple times how well she can take a full load in her mouth without losing a drop. Which I’m told is no easy feat with me, I tend to cum a LOT.

One night, as we finished a fun night of sex and bondage, as she was on her way out I slid her panties back off and told her I was holding onto them, for now. She obliged and let me hold onto the very sexy lace panties that were completely soaked in her juice from an evening of teasing. When she asked me what I was going to do with them, I simply responded, “Just helping you become the Cum Slut you want to prove to be”. And that was the end of the conversation.

Slowly earning her ‘Cum Slut’ title. [mf]

Tiff really wants to be a cum slut. Overall she just loves being called dirty names, and she’s used to men just jumping at the opportunity to talk dirty to her. But we have a different arrangement. With me, she needs to ear her names. So far she’s a slut, which she earned simply by telling me her recent stories of the men she has been fucking. Some regular, some one night stands, she just really enjoys being a complete slut, which is something I admire in her open sexuality. Cum Slut however, needs to be earned.

She tells me how much she loves cum, and has shown me a couple times how well she can take a full load in her mouth without losing a drop. Which I’m told is no easy feat with me, I tend to cum a LOT.

One night, as we finished a fun night of sex and bondage, as she was on her way out I slid her panties back off and told her I was holding onto them, for now. She obliged and let me hold onto the very sexy lace panties that were completely soaked in her juice from an evening of teasing. When she asked me what I was going to do with them, I simply responded, “Just helping you become the Cum Slut you want to prove to be”. And that was the end of the conversation.

Girls’ Weekend [FFF] [Les] [exh] [reluc] Ch. 6-7

#~Chapter Six~
##The First of Many…

Mandy had taken off her sweatpants, and was now in her t-shirt and panties only. Her thighs are draped over mine, and are warm. Her skin is soft. With the wine, and the attention, I was getting warm all over. She positioned her legs in a way that held my thighs open, and I felt her crotch at my bum. She’s kissing my neck and her hands reach around and she traces a line up my thighs from my knees to the waistband of the panties I’m wearing. I feel her slide each of her thumbs into the waistband, and they come to rest just on the edges of my triangle. It feels so good. “I think they fit fine, Tammy. Why don’t you see for yourself?” Amanda keeps her hands right there, not moving them, tantalizingly close to my hot spots. This is driving me crazy, it feels so good! I squirm, and look down in front of me and see that Tammy too has stripped down to her underwear. She looks up at me, smiles, and then ducks her head. I feel her soft cheek against my thigh, and she slides down my right leg, and starts kissing her way up my foot, calves, and then knees. Her mouth leaves a wet trail as her kisses linger, and her head comes to rest on my left thigh. She looks up and winks at me, and starts licking at Amanda’s thumb. I feel her hot breath, and hear the sound of her mouth. She then moves across my triangle slowly, and she lingers so that I feel her hot breath. Her eyes look up to Amanda, “Mmm… Mandy, our friend smells a little like you now. I’ll need to get a little closer to check the fit.” She then takes Manda’s other thumb in her mouth, and moves back across my triangle. I feel the moisture from her mouth, and it makes make me hotter.

[F]irst post and [f]irst Lesbian experience

For a few years now I’ve been feeling like I am bisexual, but I have never had the courage to act on these feelings. I find women incredibly beautiful, soft, and so appealing – but have always found I just always want to have sex with men when it comes down to it. Maybe it was never the right girl, or maybe my taste in women is way more narrow than it is with men. Either way. The opportunity never arose for me to try it out.

Then, I read a really really sexy lesbian story on here, and it made me way hotter than I’d ever felt reading a GWS – and I have read it several times since then and every time I’ve had to reach my hand into my panties to feel how wet I am and I have to cum right then.

I was feeling more and more strongly every day that I have to try this out. It is just exciting me so much that I am cumming three or four times a day to just the idea of having sex with a beautiful woman.

How was your day? [MF]

“I think I’m going to tell you about my day”, I said, gently massaging her clitoris. She breathes deeply. It was the only sign that she was anywhere close to losing her composure, but of course, she doesn’t skip a beat; her expression staying neutrally coy as ever. “Oh really?”, she says with a whisper, “I’m all ears.”. “Well, I woke up, got out of bed, and started brushing my teeth”, I said, imitating the circular motions with my fingers. “Mmm, how fascinating.” she says, teasing me with her eyes. You’re going to have to try harder than that to break me. I thought I’d be able to catch her off guard, but I should’ve known better. “Then I poured out my cereal and ate my breakfast”, I said, stroking upwards with each ‘bite’. “Mhmm” she purred, listening attentively, as if I couldn’t already feel her soaking my fingers with every touch. “Then I put my clothes on, grabbed my board, and rode to school”, I said as I started to rub her faster. “School? I’ve heard some people call it Uni, but nobody calls it school here”. “Well I’m not from here.”, I said, slowing down, “but that’s besides the point.. just listen would you?” I said, smiling, as I figured out what she was trying to do. “Ok, ok, I’ll let you do the talking big boy.”, she says with a cheeky grin, knowing she’d thrown me off. Ugh, she needs to stop, there’s only so much I can handle. “Anyways, I was boarding to school-” “-College” “Shh…”, I said softly biting her nose. “Oww”, she said, giggling “Alright I’ll stop, I promise.”, she says, pretending to zip her lips. “Thank you. As I was saying, I was boarding to school, minding my own business, and this car comes out of nowhere and almost decks me. I had to carry out some seriously impressive evasive maneuvers”. She gasps, “Oh my god..” I was touched that she was so visibly concerned for me; I’m sure it had nothing to do with the fact that two of my fingers had slid inside of her and were sketching the exact trajectory of those maneuvers, on the roof. “Yeah it was really scary, but uh, you know, I’m still here.” I said, smiling, and raising an eyebrow victoriously.

Shopping by [f]one leads to one nighter to re[m]ember. [Long]

Long time lurker first time poster. All names are changed to protect the impotent. This happened a good many years ago now maybe 19 or so. The passage of time has not dimmed my fondness in its recollection though so I thought I would share with you good folk on r/gonewildstories.

Back then I was, among other things, a silent partner in a start-up computer hardware business and as part of the process of getting the thing running I was tasked with finding someone to supply the decal stickers with our logo for the CPU boxes and so on. Remember this is back in the day before LCD screens where everything ran on 486 processors and Pentium processors were just making their way into the market. Yes that long ago.

I would have been in my mid 20s at the time.

First and Best Encounter… More to Come [F/F]

This all happened a little over a week ago, and I’m still trying to process it. It’s probably the hottest thing that ever happened to me, so I thought you guys would appreciate it.

So I’m 26, female, work part-time at a university, and am involved in a particular research project. There’s a small team of us, under a pretty distinguished Professor, and the work is really interesting. There were two posts to work on this project, and it was pretty competitive. I managed to get one, and the other went to Mark…

Mark and I were in loads of the same classes during our Bachelor’s degrees, and undertook our PhDs at the same time. We’ve known each other for years, and since very early on there has been a pretty intense rivalry between us. He’s good, but I’m better, and he hates me for it. Also, we couldn’t be further apart in terms of our personalities – he’s a keen sportsman, got involved in all sorts of university societies (drama, debate, etc.), is pretty Christian, and a real pretty boy. I’m your typical anarchic lesbian (ok, I’m bisexual but you wouldn’t know it from looking at me), visible tattoos, make the minimal effort when it comes to clothes, drink too much – you get the picture. He’s always been a patronising dick so I get a LOT of pleasure from watching him struggle to come to terms with being second best.

Natalia Symons

SLAM!
He awoke, sat bolt upright in the bed, heart pounding, sweat dripping from his face. “the fuck was that?” he thought to himself as he laid back down. “I swear I felt the bed shake. Hmm…” Jason looked over at his bedside table. The clock that he just bought that day read 3.45AM. “Why in gods name did my body decide it was a good idea to wake up at 3.45AM? and why is it so hot tonight!” Jason lived in Sydney, Australia where summer nights can hit upwards of 80 degrees, and were considered normal.
“Oh my god! AAhhhhh” Jason heard the first whimpers of what was going to be a very long night…
“Really? The Neighbors? AGAIN? this is the second time this week! and its only Wednesday! Jason got up out of bed and shut his window. The apartment block was known for this type of problem. Whenever anybody on the ground floor brought someone home, everybody else always knew about it. Then the squeaking started, almost mesmerizing, as if it was coaxing Jason to sleep. “Squeeak… squeeak… squeeak… Jason knew it was the bed. His bed made the same noise whenever he managed to score.