I Became A Girl! But At What Cost?! [Part 2] [M-F 20’s] [Rape] [Gender Bender]

[Features: Gender bender, male to female, rape, blowjob, sex, unwanted pleasure.]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/WarixViviana/comments/x49tn1/i_became_a_girl_but_at_what_cost_part_1/)

Ughhh. I felt like I had been run over by a train. Parts of me I didn’t know I *had* felt sore. Wait, parts of me I definitely *didn’t* have were sore. I tried to sit up rapidly and take everything in and that was a mistake as I just crashed back down onto my bed, groaning. I had to think things through and take it slowly.

Last night’s events reappeared in my mind and my breath caught. Transgender, demon, woman. I didn’t know which part of that, of any that, I should address first. A small part of me, the part that desperately wanted to focus on anything else, thought about how ludicrous it was in movies. People would experience something crazy and then think it was a dream. Trying to reimagine my terror and adrenaline as a dream would be impossible.

I was feeling less groggy and what I was feeling instead caused my jaw to drop. I slowly sat up, my *long* hair falling over my shoulders. I looked down and saw *boobs.* I gulped. I just stared, until with a hand, a hand that looked smaller than what I remembered, I poked one of them, and felt a jolt through my body. I *felt* that.

[M18/M18] [GAY] Going medieval on my boyfriend – Part 1 – [BLOWJOB] [EDGEIGN] [ANAL] [ROLEPLAY] [LONG READ]

This is the start of the story Going medieval on my Boyfriend, it will take a few parts to cover all that happened before, during and after the event. As usual my stories are a long read. I hope you enjoy!

Do you know those medieval / fantasy fairs? Or maybe renaissance fairs? Well picture it like this, usually this takes place on the castle grounds of some sort of castle (or whatever passes for it). And it involves loads of people, lots of costumes and weapons, barrels of booze and beer, good food and music and overall, a very free atmosphere.

People don’t judge others in these kinds of events, they are all there for the same reason, to have a great time and enjoy themselves! Usually, these events span a weekend or more, so it’s common that people stay on camping grounds in the area or in hotels. You’ll see people from all ranges and ages of society, from the wealthy bank CEO dressed up as Merlin to the awkward emo boy from first grade high school that’s dressed up as a (skinny) Viking.

The very religious girl I used to fuck [FF]

Oh how I love this story. I’m going to start at the end.

This girl is on my social media. I have no idea why she hasn’t deleted me. She regularly posts homophobic rants and I make a point to “like” every status so she remembers…

*I kind of have a theory the the majority of people who express a level of contempt for queer folks that’s noticeably over the top is a LITTLE gay.*

I met this girl in law school who was HELLA religious. I have absolutely no problem with religious folks, I just don’t love the constant converting. She was one of those.

She was also my roommate’s best friend.

She bugged me, but I’m fairly certain I was her special project. She always made a point to talk to me and seemed oblivious to how annoyed I was with her constant political rants and speeches about how the country was in ruin.

She very, VERY often talked about how queer sex was a sin. When I told her I was bi, she made a very offensive comment I will not be repeating at this time.

The Girl at the Bar [Lesbian] [F/F] [First time]

It’s a Monday in a beach town. Weather has been good, nothing too hot but just enough to make the ocean water feel crisp. The vacation crowds are gone and only the islanders are left.

It’s 6 AM. My husband’s alarm clock goes off, softly waking me. He’s a great guy, using the soft alarm feature on the iPhone so as not to jar me out of bed. I lazily stretch and roll over to cuddle. He’s leaving for a work trip this week.

I need to capture all the little time I have with him before he jets away for a surfboard manufacturing convention in San Diego. See, since living here he’s gotten into surfing. He opened his own surf shop and makes custom boards.

He’s the typical surf bum looking guy. He’s tall, skinny, a little shaggy. He has golden locks of hair about shoulder length that I love to run my hands through when we fuck. And wow, do we fuck. You know what they say about skinny guys? All that mass some guys have on their frame is in their pants, hanging between their legs. I’m always a little sore and always wanting more.

The Duck Blind [24M/26M] [Gay] [First time]

The coffee-maker is set for 4:00 AM sharp. Cory and I wake up from the smell and roll lazily out of a shared bed in our smaller-than-normal accommodations on the lake and get dressed for the duck blind. It’s easy to get dressed, we both slept in nothing but our boxers.

Cory and I have been friends since middle-school. We played all the usual small-town sports together; football, basketball, track, baseball. We were athletes, still kind of are. Maybe a little washed up, but we can still get around just fine. That is, if you ignore Cory’s occasional limp from an old injury. He doesn’t complain though. Country boys don’t.

I’m on one edge of the bed, while Cory is standing up by the dresser in this tiny home. We aren’t more than two feet from each other. As if practiced, we both strip off our boxers to start dressing up for the hunt. I try to sneak a peek.

You see, I’ve been into guys since high school. Despite how close Cory and I always were, he never seemed keen on that side of my life. I hid it while I perused Grindr in college when we were roommates. I’ve seen him naked a million times, that’s just what guys do. I’ve always been curious what he would be like…

PART II [MFM] The secret code of Levi’s 501 buttons among gay men and my girlfriend giving me head in front of a crowd in a Riverside CA gay bar PART II

[Part I is found here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wrnzl7/the_secret_code_of_levis_501_buttons_a_public/).

I am having a hard time finishing this story. I am trying to organize how to get to the end and include the necessary details so it somehow makes sense. Yes, she sucked me off in the grimy, beer-smelling storeroom in front of horny gay men. But, in doing so, I learned she was having an affair. I was clueless and heartbroken. So the last time I was with her sexually was with my cum dripping off her chin in a room of strangers while her lover watched. I am realizing I am still really sad about this. It is a terrible, humiliating way to break up; it still hurts, and it is hard to write about, now 42 years later (hard to believe it was that long ago). But, I still I think it still qualifies as “Gone Wild.”

[MFFFF, 21+] College girls become freeuse for one night, for one horny guy (reverse gangbang) [PART 2/2]

Ayla waited for her turn. At first, she had been calm, but then had begun hearing the frenzied moans and claps of bodies fucking each other through the door. She thought she would get anxious, but it was arousing her. Elephants were trampling inside of her stomach, and she felt like bursting out the door to just let Kevin tame her like the slut she was. 

“Can you calm down?” 

It was Alice who said that. Alice, a stereotypical Christian blonde, somehow at a reverse gangbang party. She was a pretty thing; currently biting her nails. She had *begged* Ayla to get her into the party somehow, for reasons she could never pry out of her. She sighed, and went over to sit with her. She took her hands out of her mouth, and said, “Just because I look distraught doesn’t mean it’s anything to fuss over. Seriously, calm down.” 

“Sorry, I just…” 

“It’s alright. Really.” 

Ayla found the courage to use a finger to prop up Alice’s head and said, “Chin up.”

They stayed like that for a moment, before hearing someone say, “Hah. He’s making Sophia kiss them both. Sophia, straight as an arrow.” 

[MM] [BI] [COLLEGE] [ANAL] [CROSSDRESSING] Chris and Drew explore some more

All of these are based on true accounts (to the best of my memory) and are very close to what really happened. For the purposes of reading (and that real-life is always a little different), dialogue is not 100% accurate. Names have been changed.

See Part 1 Here:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/tdh60f/m_bi_college_my_first_time_sucking_another_guy/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/tdh60f/m_bi_college_my_first_time_sucking_another_guy/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

See Part 2 Here:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/tf7dmn/mm_bi_college_anal_chris_and_drew_go_a_step/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/tf7dmn/mm_bi_college_anal_chris_and_drew_go_a_step/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

This is Part 3:

Drew was back asleep. Our first time sucking and fucking were in the books. It was everything I had hoped it would be and so much more. I had never imagined a guy cumming inside my ass before. My mouth, sure, but not my ass. I could still feel the stickiness around my hole. Drew was amazing. He was gentle, yet forceful. Feeling him take control was what I needed. It was what I was desiring more now.

I got up and got dressed, a full day of classes ahead of me. As I was finishing getting dressed, I saw Drew staring at me.

“Leaving so soon?” He said with a grin.

He Took Me to a Party. I Filled Him with Cum [MM] [37]

I came out sort of late in life, in my early 20’s. All my life, I’ve been the conservative, buttoned-up, responsible, and often painfully socially awkward one. Figuring out being gay was sort of a challenge, but with some fun surprises mixed in.

I met a guy when I was out somewhere. I don’t even remember exactly where. Let’s call him Sam. Sam and I friended each other on Facebook, which was definitely more popular for the 20-something crowd back in the mid-aughts than it is today. For a while, we fairly regularly chatted and commented on each other’s posts.

Sam was maybe a year younger than me. He was this fun mix of flamboyant, flaming, feminine, gay and southern redneck. I’m 5’11”, and he was maybe 5’6”. He was pretty. Blue eyes, dark long eyelashes. He wore just a hint of makeup, smoothing out his already near perfect complexion while also adding a bit of rosiness to his cheeks. He was colorful and outgoing. Just about everything I wasn’t.

After weeks of chatting and flirting online, he invited me to his friend’s party. I gladly accepted and looked forward to the event.

The magical early days of discovering great sex [FF]

It’s hard to explain a sexual awakening. I had enjoyed sex before, but when I met my ex girlfriend it’s like the world changed and I could suddenly see color. She was the first person I was with who I was genuinely attracted to, and it was like I magically understood what sex was supposed to be like. That’s really, really confusing when you’re attracted to multiple genders.

We got so kinky, so fast, and it all felt very instinctual, but I was coming to terms with my own hang ups.

M was one of my more volatile relationships. We would grow to resent the fuck out of each other, but there was a magical period when we first got together where everything was right.

I was a fucking addict though. I spent all my time fucking her, getting myself off while I thought of fucking her, or counting down the hours until I could fuck her again.

I wanted her so badly, constantly. It killed me.

*Weirdly enough, that’s actually the semester that the LSAT “clicked” for me. I’m very productive when I’m obsessed with sex.*