I spent a week hopping from bed to bed after graduating! [F] [F23] [FM] [FF] (Part 1)

Some people do a graduation trip around Europe, but that’s not entirely feasible nowadays. So I celebrated my graduation hopping from bed to bed for a whole week straight.

Some of you guys are on /r/stupidslutsclub, and you might know about *Bang For Roof* challenges. For those of you who are new around here, this challenge is to hook up with a different person every day for a whole week **without sleeping in your own bed**. Really hot in the pre-Covid days, kinda sus now.

Here’s how I organized it. Being an introvert, my social circle really atrophied hard during the pandemic. My boyfriend, on the other hand, is a social butterfly. So I had him ask his friends if I could fuck them, and he agreed to handle the boring but important stuff. You know, stuff like finding out if they’re vaccinated or clean. I’m just here to convince them to fuck me (Difficulty rating: 3/10), let me spend the night (Difficulty rating: 6/10), and maybe steal some of their clothes (Difficulty rating: 10/10).

Football Buddy: Part One [Harem] [MFFF] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Straight Sex] [Interracial]

Sometimes things happen for a reason. That’s what they say. I tend not to believe in that saying. Shit happens is more my philosophy. I work at a packing and shipping firm in one of the busiest cities, so I usually do not have the time to socialize.

My days are usually spent in front of a computer printing shipping forms or receiving invoices. My only salvation is football season. It’s the one time of the year to relax and scream and shout at the box.

My football buddy used to live down the hall from me in the apartment building I live in, but last year he moved out to be with his girlfriend of two weeks. Two weeks is all it took for him to move out. He fell hook line and sinker for her mind games, and now he is probably going to get her pregnant and be stuck with her for life, his problem, not mine.

I love to stick to myself; most of my neighbours know nothing about me, and I like to keep it that way. Football season is about to start, and for the first time in four years, I will watch it alone. Which is fine with me, but it’s always fun to make fun of someone cheering for the other team.

[F] 18 finally having a normal sex life

I’m so happy to say after years of small town and religious oppression I’m finally starting to have a normal sex life :)

I’m gay but my religious school would have expelled me if I came out. I never told my family and basically had to pretend to be straight all through highschool.

I was also scared to masterbate because my church told us it was sinful and none of my freinds said they did it.

After being at college for a month now I’ve found a girl who regularly has sex with me and I also finger myself when I want to.

On-Show Onsen part one: Spying in the Baths [MF] (exhibitionist/voyeur)

The traditional Japanese onsen can be a confronting experience if you’re not used to casual nudity, but I’m nothing if not willing to try new things. The three-week tour of the country I had signed up for, along with two dozen other young men and women, stopped overnight at no less than two onsen hotels. The first was close to Tokyo, and busy. The amount of local eyes meant a decent chunk of our tour had to sit the baths out, because even the smallest tattoo was a huge taboo. The second one, a *shinkansen* ride into the countryside, we had to ourselves, and our local guide advised the owners would probably look the other way and not assume we were yakuza if those of us forbidden by little ankle, wrist and shoulder pieces (plus one guy with a full sleeve) decided to take a dip.

It may have helped attendance that we were a lot further into the trip by now, with the group’s comradery developed a lot further than it had been at the first resort. Also that the sake had flowed freely over dinner before we were led back to the hotel.

On-Show Onsen part one: Spying in the Baths [MF] (exhibitionist/voyeur)

The traditional Japanese onsen can be a confronting experience if you’re not used to casual nudity, but I’m nothing if not willing to try new things. The three-week tour of the country I had signed up for, along with two dozen other young men and women, stopped overnight at no less than two onsen hotels. The first was close to Tokyo, and busy. The amount of local eyes meant a decent chunk of our tour had to sit the baths out, because even the smallest tattoo was a huge taboo. The second one, a *shinkansen* ride into the countryside, we had to ourselves, and our local guide advised the owners would probably look the other way and not assume we were yakuza if those of us forbidden by little ankle, wrist and shoulder pieces (plus one guy with a full sleeve) decided to take a dip.

It may have helped attendance that we were a lot further into the trip by now, with the group’s comradery developed a lot further than it had been at the first resort. Also that the sake had flowed freely over dinner before we were led back to the hotel.

His Student Hooker Pt 3 [MF] [Prost]

Paul and Simone have set up house together. Simone is also Angie, a hooker, working at an upmarket brothel. Simone is seventeen, soon to be eighteen, an orphan and a student of Paul’s.
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Angie went to work on both Thursday and Friday evenings. On the first Saturday, Paul helped bring Simone’s bed from her former apartment, her clothes and some of her effects. Angie worked Saturday night and after a sleep in Sunday, Simone and Paul went to her former apartment to start the cleanup. Some of the furniture and electrical items went to a storage unit Paul already rented, the rest was left for pickup by the Salvation Army. Simone drove her father’s car back to Paul’s apartment block and left behind that part of her life.

That Sunday evening they had a light dinner and Paul shared a shower with Simone. They laughed and touched each other, their hands fondling each other like children with new toys. Paul knelt in the shower and licked Simone’s pussy, mouthing her clit until she came. Simone pulled Paul’s dick and as he began to fire his seed, she swept onto his cock and took it all, swallowing it as he came. They both slept soundly that night, and on the Monday, for the first time, they took the subway to school, together.

My first time with consensual non-consent

I couldn’t believe I could have this power over another human being. The thrill of their body tensing up, resisting me, and me shoving a hand into their back forcing them onto the mattress. A soft plea escapes. “No, please… .stop. I’ve never done this before.” I pause for just a moment, my mind snapping at me that this wasn’t right. But it only takes just a moment for me to realize. That wasn’t the safe word. A devilish grin spreads across my face as I force my hand harder into their shoulder blades and force my dick in even further.

Let me back up, because this may not be what it seems.

My name is Cara. I’m 28, and like most late millennials, I’m in therapy. I’ll spare you the details, but I think we’re close to finally getting past some things in my past. Recently we’ve been talking about reclaiming my power, and retelling my story. Part of that has been reclaiming my sexual identity in a light that puts me in power. With no men in sight and the post-covid world being quite stifling for meeting new people I was a little stuck. Not exactly fertile ground to practice my newfound mindset.

Summer Nights (Part 2) [MF] [MM]

If you haven’t read Part One, you can [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/oy7d4l/summer_nights_part_1/).

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We didn’t talk about what happened that night for several days. But maybe after a week, I got a text from Dylan in the middle of a hot afternoon.

DYLAN: Hey man, my parents are gone again. Want to come over?

There was no doubt to his meaning. Saying his parents were gone “again” showed what was on his mind. I don’t remember what I was doing at the time–probably watching TV or playing a video game–but I was now both half-hard and nervous. Was I, were we, going to do it again? What did that mean? I had thought it over since it happened, but I had decided to pretend that it was nothing more than harmless fun. We were tipsy, horny, hormonal teenagers: this stuff just happens, right? I didn’t consider myself gay. Eighty percent of my day was probably spent thinking about hooking up with girls. It’s hard to really put myself back into the state of my mind at the time, but there was no denying the physiological reaction: my body wanted to go to his house, even if I felt some hesitation over the implications of what it meant for me and my identity.

Girl clothes made me(16M) a slut!!!

I always wondered what i would look like in girl clothes. So abt 10months ago i finally got the courage and i cutted one of my tshirt and made a crop top. I wore it and took pics in the middle of the night. Tbh i felt so cute and confident tht I made a priv account on insta and strt posting my pics. I fell in love with this cuz i never knew i would look so good in girl outfits. I literally rock crop tops. Apparently after i while ppl strted accusing me that i might be gay. But i was very sure that i am not cuz i have been attracted to girls all my life. I didn’t stop and made more and more outfits everyday. Skirts, crop hoddies, accessesories, messy cut shorts and many more. I decided that i am a cross dresser. Until when I joined reddit. I got addicted to do rp as a girl for ppl here and i still do. One day i was talking to this random dude and i told him abt how i like to wear girl clothes. He told me to show him and he loved my outfits. Some days later he told me that he has been using me pics to cum. Umm i was very uncomfortable but ig my outfits were a bit like that(like showing some skin and i have a hot thin bod like any boy wants in a girl). He asked for more pics and as i knew wht kinda pics he wanted me to send. I send him pics of me in thong. Hahaha yes he cummed rt after looking at tht. Well, i enjoyed it so decided to take pics like tht too. And tbh i am way past taking sexy pics in a thong today. Not only i am a slutty slave for some strangers on my snap. I have grown and became an amazing fashion designer and model. My account on insta is still priv so don’t try to find me. That’s only for my close friends haha. But my snap and reddit is filled with horny strangers who cum to me everyday. I just love when i get orders and i am glad my obedience helps them to spray a huge load for me. Btw yes i am bi now. It’s a weird story ik but it sure was a hell of a ride!!!.

His Surrender: Breaking Kirill (m/m, dubious consent, straight-to-gay, bisexual, mdom)

Free on my blog, a sequel to His Surrender

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“Kirill runs into the older masseuse Gene from the first “His Surrender” They have a history together that Kirill doesn’t want to repeat. He tries to avoid it but he is drawn into Gene’s web once again.”

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