Tag: Gay

[MF], [FFM] Rooted on while having public sex in Amsterdam

4 years after my divorce I was working in the U.S. for a large company that was headquartered in the Netherlands, about 70 minutes outside of Amsterdam via two train rides.

I had to go to the corporate headquarters several times for training. I went for 2 weeks in March, for 1 week in June and then again in August for 2 weeks. This was back in 2010.

Like many large companies in Europe, there were many different nationalities of people working in the corporate office there in the Netherlands, just a few of which were Chinese, French, German, and Middle Eastern and even someone from Northern Africa.

On my first trip to the corporate office in March, ties took me out for dinner on Tuesday night and they had a few of their friends, not from the company, join us.

One of their friends was a lady named Tereza and she was originally from the Czech Republic but she was living and working in Amsterdam then. Tereza was friends with both of the Chinese ladies that worked for the same company I did. Tereza and I hit it off with each other right away there that night at dinner, which went on for almost two hours and was followed by walking around and going in and out of other establishments. Read more »

[M] Confessions of a crossdresser…

I have been a secret crossdresser for over 20 years.

Nobody in my life knows this.

I live in a large, American city with fairly progressive friends. But I can’t imagine a situation where I can even “come out” to them. Crossdressing is misunderstood. Honestly, I can’t even pretend to understand what drives my obsession. I imagine most people stopped reading this after the first few lines–because even in a place that caters to a little of everything, it just seems weird to most. I get it.

There are people who will defend gay and trans rights who are judgmental toward crossdressers. “It’s just a fetish” is the typical response. Different than not comforming to the gender you were born.

And they’re probably right. But that doesn’t make it any more common among the fetish community. If you crossdress, you’re expected to be a sissy or a submissive. But I’m neither of those things. If anything, I’m dominant. Read more »

My first time on New Years Eve [MM]

Cross post and I’m not sure how this we’ll be received but it’s a recent experience I had that’s been making me question my sexuality.

I had a roommate in college named Trevor. We got along well despite not having that much in common. He was on the nerdier side and was a mechanical engineer major while I wasn’t really sure what I wanted to do but was pushed into computer science by my parents despite wanting to play Division III college football at a small liberal arts school.

My life in school was about hitting the gym, hanging out with friends, and FaceTiming my long distance girlfriend and that’s the only side of me Trevor knew. Trevor and I were junior year roommates and we drifted apart our senior year. Read more »

[MM] With Older Guy At Nudist Resort in Maine

He was a very good looking fifty year old guy. He was tall, muscular, toned and tanned. He had nipple piercings, a nice toned bubble butt.

I was on an out-of-state business trip and on the way I decided to stop into a small nudist resort in Maine that I read about online. It wasn’t upscale or anything and in the reviews I saw that there is a lot of gay and straight sex going on there. I checked into a room in the B&B, got undressed and went out to the lawn to take a sun tan.

Every once in a while I noticed a couple, gay or straight, wandering into the woods to have some “alone” time. At one point there was also an older couple, around seventy years old or so, and the husband gave his wife oral right there in the middle of the garden. There was also a young, straight couple who had sex in the swimming pool. In short, the air was extremely sexually charged. Read more »

I [F] got an erotic massage from my longtime masseuse [F]

This is my first story here, might ramble a bit but thought it was too good not to share…

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This just happened a few days ago.

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I’ve (F 42) been seeing my massage therapist (F 28ish?) for almost 3 years. The first time I met her, I was immediately attracted to her…not really in a sexual, lustful way, but more of a “wow, what a cool, confident, interesting girl. She’s a little alternative, hippieish, changes up her hair color often, but always really put together – I was immediately envious and smitten by her whole vibe. Our fist 3 sessions were at a larger chain massage company, they were all pretty standard clinical massages, she was was cool to talk to, did a great job on my legs and I felt comfortable with her – so when she told me she was leaving to start her own studio I didn’t hesitate to follow her.

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The first thing that jumped out to me when I started going to her new office was what she would wear for the sessions. From the conservative uniform to a tank top with no bra and yoga shorts…I immediately went from, “She’s a super cool chick who does a great job on my calves” to “holy shit, this girl is making me have feelings I’m not sure how to process.” Read more »

[MM] Me and Sam.

The story is about me and my best friend in high school, we will call him Sam. The events of this story happened after we had both turned 18.

Sam was a tall athletic guy whose parents were originally from Eastern Europe, although he was born in the US. Sam and I were neighbors, which is probably what led us to be best friends in high school. Sam and I hung out a lot during high school, almost everyday. Sam’s mom was a tall, pale Eastern European woman with a skinny frame and breasts that seemed too big for her body. As you can probably tell, I had a huge crush on Sam’s mom (but that’s another story).

Because Sam’s mom was a stay-at-home mom and my parents were constantly at work all day, we mostly hung out in my house. We also had a huge pool so during the warm days of summer, Sam and I would always go swimming in the afternoon to cool down. Sam would then come to my house to shower and hang out in my room. Read more »

Sexting with Amber (my hot lesbian Tinder match) [FF]

My recent stories about sexting with a guy online ([on Patreon](https://www.patreon.com/posts/23341907)) and masturbating ([like this one where I was in the shower](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a7fa0a/masturbating_in_the_shower_this_morning_and/)) have gotten really nice responses, so I thought you all might enjoy hearing about my experience from last night. I would add though, that I think it will soon be more than just sexting – I’m definitely going to try to meet up with Amber soon!

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*If you haven’t read my stories before, my name is Riley. I’m 26 years old, and a bit of a girl-next-door type. Specifically, I’m a 5’4” brunette with brown eyes, I wear my hair long, a bit past shoulder length, and I stay pretty toned with cycling classes. I’m no supermodel, but I’ve never had trouble attracting a guy (or even a girl).*

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So I’ve been at my parents’ house for the holidays for the past few nights, and I’ve been in the habit of turning to social media as I lay in bed at night.

But when I say social media, I’m only talking about Twitter a little bit – mostly I mean Tinder/Bumble/Hinge. Read more »

When she has to have it!

I love to fuck. Having sex makes me feel like a new woman. Finding different ways of doing it, different places to have it and different ways to enjoy it. I was finding it hard to find a guy that would enjoy fucking as much as me. Most men say they enjoy sex, until they find a woman who enjoys it way more. I had to have a roster of men, to satisfy my needs. One could not do it as often as I liked, but he didn’t mind fucking in public. One could only do quickies in his truck or car. The other didn’t like public sex, but would answer when I called and do me all over the house. My last guy only liked regular sex, in bed, almost the same position every time, but he could lay the pipe so good I didn’t mind. I also had a girl or two, because there is nothing like having my pussy in a mouth of a woman who knew how to give me orgasms. I always wore dresses, without panties, so when I wanted it, there were no boundaries. I loved touching my pussy, tasting my pussy, seeing how horny I could make myself. I did it at work, at my desk, in the ladies, on the train, whenever and wherever I could. I normally met guys in bars, they would buy me a drink, I thank them with a good fuck in the men’s, or let them suck the juices from my pussy. The woman were a little harder to spot, unless I went to a gay bar. Read more »

Daddy Kole

It all started with a wink. A wink from Ethan he was sat with Sergio in the morning before class, conversing about whatever guy they found cute this week, and a wink from me, Kole Hollington , the well-known fuck boy of the school. Girls drooled over me and guys wished they were me. I have a new girl under my wing each day, but they weren’t up for sex- hence why there was a new one each day. I thrive for sex. I dreamed of a submissive sweetheart, maybe two, ideally one with an irish accent or an alcoholic who was rumoured to be in a relationship with their cat. Now, i’m not gay, but i’m open and recently boys have been the ones who hubba my bubba. Sergio was who I dreamed of, and recently Ethan. “Hey baby.” I lowly growled with a prominent smirk as I pushed Sergio into the corner of the hallway, instantly making Ethan beyond jealous. Sergio gulped, his whole body tingling as he felt my warm breath on his tender, untouched skin. I snaked my hands up Sergio’s shirt, my hands gripping his bare waist as I pulled his body close to mine. I could feel his small package against mine. Looking up at me, Sergio bit his lip. I leant down slightly, giving the Irish boy a hard, rough kiss. “Teachers’ lounge, lunch time. On the fucking dot. Don’t be naughty, babyboy. Be there on time, or you’ll be punished!” I ordered, tracing his jawline with my finger, whispering: “And I know you love being punished.” I smirked, placing a hand on his ass as I spin him around and sent him off to class, a deep blush on his face. Lunch time rolled around, and Sergio was ten minutes late to the teachers’ lounge. The 15-year-old tugged at his jumper sleeves, which revealed his prominent collarbones. His tight jeans showed off his ass which I admired ever so dearly. With a smirk, I slammed the door shut and locked it. “Well, look who’s late!” I tutted, grabbing him and pushing him on the couch. “You’re such a bitch, you know who wasn’t late? Ethan.” Read more »

When I went went to a hot lady doctor for my prostate exam

When I was about 23, I had this beautiful lady doctor named Christine. Being a gay, I specifically went out and found a lady doc. I just didn’t want to consult any straight male doctor and have him look at me. Anyway I settled with her because I was able to talk my heart out with her. About sex and what not and she was completely open minded and nonjudgmental. I saw her for a back ache, a sinus infection that persisted and just other basic stuff; but each time I saw her she would ask me about my sex life, maybe because HIV was a big deal at that time and she grew to care about me (I thought).

She knew I wasn’t the dominant one and that I was not too careful about things. I drank a lot then, smoked weed and slept with many other gay men who tired to woo me. I was so relieved to find a lady in her 40s who was open-minded and would listen to me; but she would still gently scold me, and advise me. Once she told me to give ‘very ribbed’ condoms to boyfriends, because if they were using those I would feel it and know they were wearing it. At one visit, she again was asking me about sex and if I had done the ‘ribbed’ thing. I sheepishly said denied. She scolded me like I was a little school boy. Read more »