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Texas Flight Attendant Strips From Her Uniform and Masturbates For Her Husband And His Poker Buddies

[Original Story With NSFW Collage is HERE ON IMGUR](https://imgur.com/Bqd5FvU)

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I am a real flight attendant for a major US airline but what you wouldn’t know from your flight with me is that I am also an addicted exhibitionist.

My husband knows this and has, for the most part, supported me in acting out my exhibitionist fantasy on my airline layovers. I told him early on in our relationship that I had an exhibitionist compulsion that, instead of looking for a cure, I had learned to embrace. In other words, I wasn’t willing to give it up in a marriage. He claimed he understood and continues to try but he does have his jealous moments which I completely understand.

So maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised when he came to me one day and said he had been talking to his friend who owns a machine shop just north of the San Antonio airport about having an after-work Friday night party and he wanted me to go.

I said, “It sounds to me like an all guys type of party. Why do you want me there?”

He said, “Because, my exhibitionist wife, we want you to be the entertainment.” Read more »

I’m a 20yo gay guy and I lost my virginity to a MILF. [mF]

So I’m a private tutor. I help college-freshman kids with their subjects at school. One of my students sent me a text today, saying she urgently needed a class. I had free time today so, I told her I’d be there. The student’s mom has always been flirty with me, but she’s a single woman in her 40s, it’s understandable.

Fast forward, I arrive and knock on the door. The woman answers. She’s only wearing a very thin bathrobe. I was a bit confused. She grabbed me by the arm and pulled me inside. She then pushed me against the wall and started kissing me. After some seconds I react and pull back, asking what she was doing. She just put her finger on my lips and unzipped my pants. I told her this wasn’t going to work, because I’m gay. She then pulled away, my pants were already down, I was in my underwear. Read more »

Seeking Friend for the End of the World (F4M)

Meeting him was chance.

Fucking him was fate.

It’s not every day that I post an add on Craigslist in search of a friend for the end of the world, but this day was different.

I was feeling particularly lonely, considering the pandemic brewing outside my windows, and the empty space on the right side of my bed. Is this really how I will go? I often thought this before, but now more than ever I found myself desperate for someone to be on the other side of the table during breakfast -reading the newspaper and sipping their morning cup of terribly strong black coffee.

That is what you need when the world is ending, of course—someone to drink black coffee with.

Anyway, I found myself scouring my phone for contacts long forgotten, hopeful that one would strike a chord, but no such luck. Most of them were married, gay, or in denial of whatever STD they had contracted over the weekend at some college party they had long out aged. No thanks. Read more »

How I like to fuck [FF]

Readers of the previous stories that I have posted here will know that I am into the ladies! Specifically, ever since my university days I have a long-standing romantic interest in dominant and physically powerful women.

Recently I was chatting with another bi female friend about this, and the subject of “how I like to fuck” arose. As a result we both spent some time in fruitful conversation discussing our various different kinks when it comes to sleeping with and seducing other women, both from back when we were in university and then afterwards. This ended up being a long and really interesting conversation and I thought my side of the chat would make a great topic for a /r/gonewildstories post.

I realise that I might sound faintly ridiculous that I am desscribing myself like some kind of ridiculous lesbian superhero looking to swoop in and save pretty butch girls from their totally unjustified and unwarranted sexual repression! However that description chimes many of my past sexual experiences amusingly enough.

As ever, I am actively seeking feedback on my work so please feel free to add a comment below or PM me.

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Naked Housework- I [F] like to clean in the nude [exhib] [reluctance]

I’m a bit of a closet naturist. I’d never go nude in public, not even on a nude beach or at a nudist camp, but at home I have a tendency to shed my clothes. Why not? There’s no-one there to see me and I find it liberating. I do all my housework nude.

I’m not careless about my nudity. A certain natural modesty prevents that. I keep a slip-on housedress available on a peg next to the front door. It’s the work of a moment to put it on before answering the door. If I have visitors who are actually going to come into the house I take a moment to slip into my bedroom for some underwear.

Currently I was in the kitchen doing a bit of cooking, listening to the radio and trying to keep one ear peeled for the door-bell. I’ve been expecting a package for several days now, and I’ve been bugging the postman about it. He has to deliver it to the door because he needs to get a signature. I have stressed several times that the package is important and that I need it. Read more »

Taming “The Beast” [FF]

This another one of my university sexual exploration and awakening stories. As usual directly relevant details to the participants have been changed to ensure their privacy! I really appreciate feedback and PMs about all my stories since I am looking to improve my writing.

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I’ve always been fortunate in that I have had a lot of luck in the past seducing girls looking to take their first exploratory paddles in the wide open sea of lesbianism! Thankfully none of them ever turned around later after the event and angrily accused me of “turning them gay” or any other such nonsense since I am not sure how I would have coped with that.

One of my best conquests ever, there was this one girl. Again – six foot tall, masculine frame, massive thighs, smoking hot, my type of girl. She was a lovely girl honestly with a great personality!

Unfortunately for her though due to her robust and non-delicate non-traditionally feminine frame some childish mean guys at Uni had given the unfortunate nickname “Beast” basically because she was A) pretty timid but at the same time B) was absolutely massive and they thought that contradiction was really funny! I am sure you can imagine – in corridors “How are you today Beast?”. “How’s Beast doing?” etc etc! She played it cool obviously, but it was horrible for her and she really didn’t like it. Read more »

Summer fling [MF]

Her: “I got some new thigh high socks. Come over.”

Amazing. Last time she came over, we were discussing various turn-ons. I was still relatively inexperienced then, we were 22 and had been tumbling around the city, both in and out of the bedroom. The Playboy aesthetic informed much of what I found sexually attractive at the time and I loved those centerfolds that would wear thigh high socks. (Who am I kidding, I still do) I asked if she had a pair and she told me all about how she’d been exploring the role of pain in her arousal.

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I hadn’t replied yet.

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Her: “Just got a wax this week. Seemed like an important detail.”

We were platonic friends through high school and kept in touch through college. She got an internship in the town I had moved to after college. There was always a little bit of something between us and absence of parental oversight allowed for the introduction of naked times to our relationship.

Me: “I’m on my way.”

Her: “Apologies in advance. Craigslist roommate is here.” Read more »

[m/MM] [Gay] [anal, bd] Turned into thier toy

[DISCLAIMER: I apologize for any spelling errors, typing with one hand is hard, Im also not the best with storytelling] Read more »

“But doctor, I’m a Dom!” [M/F]

“You should really talk to someone,” Elise said, taking another sip of tea. We were sitting at our favorite little bookstore, complete with elderly gay owners, obligatory mean-eyed cat, and the smell of tropical exhaust from teenagers’ vape pens as they chatted about some obscure Manga. “I *am* talking to someone, Elise,” I chuckled nervously, “I mean, you do exist, right? I haven’t gone completely bonkers?”

Elise and I had known each other for years, veterans of a couple startups, some brick-and-mortars, and more ‘Tequila Tuesdays’ than we cared to (or could) recollect. It’s strange about kinky people, you just know sometimes. It’s like gaydar, but for people that have an affinity for bondage and fine leather goods. We’d had a lot of late night talks, but no romantic engagements; the timing never worked out. However, she was as loyal and trustworthy a friend as I could hope for.

“No, seriously, like a professional someone,” she insisted, “You’re carrying a lot, and I know you like to play the more dominant role, however, maybe you need to let down your guard a bit.” That hit home for me. I always put up the facade of the ‘go-to’ guy, both at work and at social functions, but like the old country song goes ‘the life of the party dies a little every night’. Elise had always been a shoulder to lean on, however, at this point it almost felt like putting a band-aid on a compound fracture. Read more »