[MFF] Fun with Molly and Intimacy NSFW

To tell this story I have set it up with some details.  34 yr old male here.  Married 14 years.  Wife and I grew up in a religious system and committed our entire lives to it.  Along the way we grew deeply disenchanted with our faith.  Came to see all religion as myth stories and often these stories were used as a weapon against folks who were different.  

We became deeply involved in standing up for those in the margins of our faith including LGBT folks.  At some point along the way we met with others who were on the same journey and like us they were slowly putting distance between their faith and the present ground they hold.  

We quickly made new friends and the folks we connected with seemed to value authenticity and new adventures.  This post-religion crowd often participated in risky behaviors involving sex and drugs far beyond the norm.  Seeing some dangers of that we chose to stay in circles that thought through such things carefully.  We were thoughtful about what adventures we tried and how we push boundaries without being crazy.  

[Str8][mF] Wearing Auntie’s Panties

I was supposed to be home alone that day.

At least that was the plan.

It was the break between college semesters and I was staying near the beach with my uncle and his girlfriend, Pam. The plan had originally been to come down with a pal and spend the week blowing off steam before classes started back. A supervised vacation in the eyes of my parents–one where I couldn’t get into too much trouble since there was adult supervision.

But at the last minute my friend had to back out. I could have just stayed home, but instead I was excited. This presented me a different type of opportunity. I packed up my suitcase with swim trunks, jeans, t-shirts…and a week’s worth of panties. Some of them were purchase, but most were secretly pilfered from ex-girlfriends and relatives. I could hardly contain my erection on the drive down wearing pink, nylon panties beneath my shorts. I planned on indulging myself all week with my little stash.

But that changed the first night.

Taking a shower I glanced in the laundry basket and caught a glimpse of Pam’s panties. It wasn’t a tiny, uncomfortable thong or boring white granny panties. They were black satin with a red rose pattern.

The Motivator [M/F] [prost] [oral]

“You can do this, Mike. You can do this. You’re ready! You couldn’t be more ready if you tried.”

Michael Young said those words again and again as he paced restlessly in a small conference room. In just under an hour, he was scheduled for an interview that might very well determine the course of his life. He’d been busting his ass, working long hours and late nights at this company for nine years. After all that time and toil, the opportunity he’d been hoping for came along.

Six weeks ago, a new senior executive position opened in a newly-formed department. Whoever got that job wouldn’t just be taking over for some old employee who retired. They would be in a position to forge a bold new path for themselves and the company. It wouldn’t just be a promotion. It would be a clean slate with which to build a career to call his own.

Michael had been searching for that opportunity since he graduated college, having gone into debt and lived in crappy shared apartments for nearly six years. He only recently began driving a car that was less than 10 years old. Just paying off his debts wasn’t enough, though. Michael aspired to something more.

Me [F] and my straight and married college professor [F]

So I was a sophomore in college. And I’m gay. But I’m really girly. I wear heels, make-up, I keep long bouncy hair. I had organic chem where my instructor was a 32 year old black women. She had a banging ass body…and an phat onion booty 😍 and she dressed to show it. So her class was my last class of the day for MWF. I used to stay to help her carry stuff back to her office cause she was always struggling and dropping stuff. So after a while I started hanging out in her office with her while she graded papers and things like that. One day I asked her why she dressed the way she did and was she trying to catch the attention of someone 👀 she laughed and said no she just be getting dressed. I looked at her and before I could catch myself I said “yeah right, you know what you’re doing with all that ass” and I immediately slapped my hand over my mouth, apologizing…but she was not offended. “What you mean, all that ass??” Was her response. “Be truthful” she said. So I was like fuck it, and I told her I thought she was sexy asf and I would smash her any day. Apparently she didn’t know I was gay until I said that. I told her I was gay asf and I be looking at her every time we had class. She was shocked and whatnot. Playfully, I said something like, if you didn’t have a husband I’d give you the business. Then she goes and says, you’re a girl, it doesn’t matter that I have a husband and she just looks at me with this look for a good 30 seconds. And I’m like, “don’t play with me, prof, I’m too serious” she claps back with I’m serious too! *shhhiiiiitttttt , bet!” So we text each other all weekend being nasty I’m telling her what I would like to do to her, she asks me questions about sex with me and asks me questions about my strap on 👀👀. I come to class Monday and have to act all nonchalant like we wasn’t texting nasty shit all weekend. We do an exam and she texts me during the exam asking if I can meet her at this motel after class… 🤔👀 i promptly text back hell yes. So after class I go to my room get my “equipment” and I head over to the room she texted to me. I get there but she isn’t even there. I called her maybe 4 times and waited a good 45 minutes before I decided to just leave. As I am putting the car seat back in position and cussing cause I’m mad asf my phone rings. It’s her and she’s like oh I’m sorry my husband was trying to get me to come home for my 3 hour break between classes. I’m tryna act all cool like I wasn’t low key pissed asf. So I say, it’s cool and that I’ll wait for her. She gets there maybe 9 minutes later and we go to the room. I like to be clean before any kind of sexual encounter so I asked her to bathe with me. During our shower I see how amazing her body is without clothes and I can’t help but touch her. To my luck, she doesn’t mind at all. I ended bathing her and then giving her head in the shower. We move to the bed where things got so much more exciting. Long story short I smashed her and she loved it. I ended up having sex with her for almost the whole semester. Her husband never found out…that I know of….

Sex Party… [F] [F]

I was a wild teenager. But only from age 16 to 19. I discovered I was gay when I was about 14 and have been sexing women ever since. Years ago I used to be really close with this lady. I was about 16 or 17 and she was 26. Keep in mind I never looked my age. I always looked older so I just always lied about it. So her and her bf used to throw these parties. For lack of better word, they were sex parties. As you enter the living room of their large house you see bowls of condoms, little samples of lube. Throughout the house is music, alcohol and people smoking. Almost everyone was always naked.

I’m going to tell you all about one of my nights there.

Now at the time I didn’t drink or smoke anything. I played video games, painted and fucked chicks 🤷🏾‍♀️ So going to the parties was all about me fucking all the hot chicks I could.

Party Favors[M/F+M+FF/MM/FM][Bondage][Reluctance][Group]

Well , it all started out as a great day at work. So feeling like celebrating the conclusion to the week , a shower and dinner , then out to get a drink. As I got up to order my drink , I couldn’t help but notice the single demure woman at the end of the counter, I told Frank my favorite bar back at this spot , to get her what she wanted too. I did it just for that off chance of recognition, no strings attached. I picked up my drink and headed around towards the dance floor. This disco had been a great place for several reasons , the disc jockey , was incredible , the moods and music were hypnotizing , and the lighting effects simply amazing, the DJ toyed with to the rhythm of his beats as he skillfully blended like each new song was a natural extension of the one before it.These club nites were always worth the trip ,and although the club was bi-sexual in its crowds , it was always a fun time getting into dancing and the women … wow … there were some lovely women, from time to time that came thru ,that for a primarily straight guy , just made my mouth water,and me beg the gods for any sign of acknowledgement. Mind you , I had always enjoyed a good blowjob , no matter who was giving it to my happy penis with a mind of its own.

[FF] Im 42, a late bloomer, and just had sex with a woman for the first time

Just so as not to bury the lede, I can’t guarantee that all of this is going to be particularly sexy. It’s long and takes longer than it should to get going (just like me!). I’m 42, and I’m entering what can only be described as my sexual novitiate, so there’s a non-zero chance that there will be awkward behavior and missteps. The ultrashort thumbnail is that I have been married to a man for 20 years, during which time my husband has been my only sexual partner. We have two teenage kids, one of whom is about to leave for college. Before last week, I had never had any sort of sexual encounter with another woman. I can say with certainty, however, that I am gay. On some level, I’ve always known. Hell, my husband knew before I did, but he’s such a genuinely good man that he didn’t want to push me toward my truth. Anywho, none of this is sexy, and I basically covered it in a post you can find in my history if you’re interested. Long story short, we’re in the opening stages of an amicable divorce, are not sharing a bed, and are free to see other people.

The Doctor

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Enjoy the story!

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THE DOCTOR

CHAPTER 1

My name is Lucas. I’m a closeted gay 18 year old.

 I never planned on my parents finding out that I’m gay, but my secret was let out after they found gay porn on my laptop.

 Soon after, they contacted a doctor that promised to “cure” me of my homosexuality through experimental treatment.

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Earlier today, I came home from school to see two men dressed like security guards standing in my living room next to my parents.

My parents told me that they had arranged for me to go to a treatment center to help me with my sexuality. 

The two men then put me in handcuffs and dragged me into the back of an SUV.

As the vehicle began moving, they put a black bag over my head, to prevent me from seeing where they are taking me.

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 After what feels like hours, I suddenly hear the engine stop.

Questioning my sexuality [M]

Story/confession/advice request

Please excuse any poor grammar/story telling techniques, it’s been a long time since I’ve written something this large.

So let’s start from the beginning. I’m straight, always have been. I’m 22 years old, well built, manly, I’ve been with 50+ women and I currently have a very loving and amazing girlfriend. However, over the last year or so I’ve been questioning my own sexuality a lot.

[FFF] [MF] Summer Camp Part 7

(Apparently this story is drawing up some attention with the community. After this week story ends, I’ll take all the posts and combine them to a super story. Also, as it turns out, Bell, Alexa, and Lindsay have some stories they want to share, but they don’t fit in with the story, so I will add them to the super story. Trust me, I think it deserves an award.)

(And as always, if you’re just tuning in or missed a day, [click this link](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8×8425/mff_mf_summer_camp_part_6/?st=JJF5Y0HM&sh=bedfb95a) for the previous parts. I might fix that link to all the parts combined into one link.)

As I was waking up that morning, my hip was not feeling it at all. In fact, it felt like it was shattered in half. But I took some Advil and moved on with my morning. No Lindsay to tell the camp anything, no Bell trying to give my a handjob in the mess hall, but there was something Alexa was telling me last night, about a problem that needed to be assisted with. Me, SD, and Bell were discussing what it could possibly be.