I fucked my fellow research assistant [FM]

To begin, let it be known that I am a 21F with an athletic, curvier body that I’m only now really coming in to – long black hair, blue eyes, 34D, and an okay ass. I’ve always been very focused on school, which has given me little time to focus on boys, but I’ve always admired them. Now I worked as a research assistant for almost 6 months before I met “the guy”. Let’s call him Marc.

Marc was a graduate assistant. He came into the room when I was cleaning out a few graduated cylinders. He walked in with baby blue scrubs on and dark hair which curled just a little on the top. I was wearing a short black dress with white flowers and my white lab coat. As he walked in to use the Bunsen burner, we locked eyes and there was instant chemistry – the kind where we were undressing each other with our eyes. He teased me, saying things like “what are you doing in my lab?” and going straight to asking questions about my future, what I wanted to be, and how smart I must be to have gotten a laboratory job so young. It turns out he also had working in the same laboratory for about a year but had a girlfriend, so usually did his tasks around her schedule (which meant not when I was there). I learned that he was an ex-college athlete, with strong arms and a chiseled jaw, adorned with a clean, full beard. He was incredibly intelligent: every thought he shared with me was incredibly calculated and original. Marc was alluring. The only thing he didn’t share was what he thought about me.

[M]y wi[f]e and I reminisced about the first time she blew me.

A long time ago, [I wrote a story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/1psv3j/remembering_my_first_blowjob_mf/) about the first time my now-wife gave me a blowjob, which was the first she’d given and the first I’d received. This post revisits that, but from her perspective.

On our most recent anniversary, my wife and I were staying in a fancy hotel after a lovely dinner, a lot of drinking, and a fun conversation remembering our early time together. When we got back to our room and we were in bed together, that conversation took a more sexual turn. My wife was already naked and she was pulling my last piece of clothing off.

I asked her, “Do you remember what you were thinking the first time you took my underwear off?”

“I was excited and turned on, knowing that I was about to see a man naked for the first time.”

“What else?”

“I was wondering what this would look like,” she said as she started to slowly rub my cock. “How big it would be. Whether I’d be able to get into my mouth. If you were going to be circumcised and if I’d even be able to tell one way or another.”

[MF] Woke My Girlfriend Up With a Rimjob

After some wild drunken sex (more on that if you guys are interested) my girlfriend and I fell asleep naked. I woke up around 4 in the morning and saw her laying there half on her side, half on her back facing away from me. This gave me an excellent view of her ass, easily her best feature. She’s a slim girl but has a nice fat ass that’s toned but soft at the same time. I couldn’t help myself and slid down her body, spread her cheeks, and kissed her right on her puckered little asshole, inhaling her scent as I did so. I then began to lick the crinkled skin around her rim, circling and bathing it with my tongue. She began to stir and very slightly pushed her ass back into my face. This instantly hardened my already hard cock, although we’ve engaged in anal play and even anal sex previously, it’s by no means a regular thing for us, so her lightly humping my face was a huge turn on.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder…of butt stuff [MF]

First post, I’m excited, hope you enjoy. So this just happened yesterday and my girlfriend is currently still sleeping in, leaving me to sit on the couch thinking about how amazing yesterday was. So, we’re in a long distance relationship and until recently haven’t gotten to visit each other too often. We do a lot to keep things interesting and are always up to sexy antics. Most of that may be better suited for another story though.

For this one, she landed at the airport in my city Friday afternoon after having booked an international flight to come see me that Wednesday. We were beyond excited to see each other again, the hour leading up to us seeing each other we were constantly texting updates. Just landed, getting on the highway, walking to baggage, at the short term parking. As I was walking towards the elevators in the short term garage I texted, (https://imgur.com/a/sJQEya0 in case you can’t see I told her I wanted to play with her ass) the last time we met up we were so busy and excited we just…forgot about all the kinky stuff, not this time.

Answered a craigslist ad from a guy willing to suck off straight guys, got more than I bargained for [MM]

*NOTE: I posted this story once before years ago on a different account. But I deleted that account and have since made a new one. I want to tell this and a few other stories and figure I should do it all from one account.*

I should preface this story by saying that I am straight, generally, and had never been with a guy before this story. This was a few years ago, when I was 24, living in New York City and dating a girl long-distance.

My girlfriend and I had been together for a few years, since college, but an amazing opportunity took her to another city for two years. I found myself on the Greyhound a lot and, when I wasn’t with her, often sexually frustrated–especially as I saw all my friends living it up as single guys in their twenties in NYC.

The Thing About a Pee Fetish [mf] [oral] [facial] [mast] [squirt] [piss] [golden shower] [creampie]

One day, someone is going to ask you when you developed this fetish. As with most things that shape us as adults, it began in childhood. In my case, my elementary school friend Janet and I met at the playground in our neighborhood. We were maybe eight years old and we were playing in the park for hours. At one point, when we were taking a break, sitting by the back bushes, she pulled her shorts down and just casually began urinating.

It was the first time I’d ever seen someone naked. Janet became the “If you show me yours, I’ll show you mine” friend. But the seed had been planted. I was aroused at the sight, the sound, the beautiful face of relaxation she had on her face. It followed me into adulthood.

Fast forward to age 23. I’m on a date with a woman and we’re in an Uber back to her place. She whispers in my ear that her bladder is about to EXPLODE. We run into her apartment and she cannot even bother to close the door as she hoists her dress up and thuds onto the toilet. I want to give her privacy. I really do, but I can’t.

[MF] It took moving out of the apartment to finally lay my former roommate.

Quick backstory: I went to high school with a girl and we were friends but never super close. We ended up going to the same University and hung out quite a bit our freshman year and then moved in together our sophomore year. But by this time, she already had a boyfriend. She has dark hair, tan skin, about 5’2″ and couldn’t weigh more than 110lbs. Athletic; she played tennis in college. Very petite and tight body. I am 6’1″ 190lbs with an athletic build and am very shy in general.

Being from the same hometown, we would drive home together for holidays to save on gas. One trip back to college, we played a strip game in the car. I was driving her car and she kicked my ass in the game, but knowing she had a bf, I never took any clothes off. A missed hint on my end. On another occasion, she was getting ready to go out for dinner with her bf for their 1 year. She called me back from my buddies apartment (2 minute walk away) for me to help her pick out a dress. She tried on a handful of dresses for me to judge which one looked best on her. She also changed dresses in front of me and me being innocent/shy, missed another hint. I never saw her completely naked because she had a strapless bra on, but she sure looked fine as hell in her underwear. The lasthint I missed/ignored, since I knew she had a bf, is she called me to pick her up when her car broke down. Not her bf. She asked how she could repay me and I told her to not worry about it.

[MF] My experience at a CFNM party

A couple months ago this happened. This had long been a fantasy of mine and one that I simulated with my girlfriend a few times having her boss me around naked for a bit. But I wanted more than one woman present, and was concerned about how hard this would be to pull off. As luck would have it, I ended up working closely with a woman at my job who had basically no filter and openly talked about all her kinks and sexual inclinations. One time at an after work party she was blabbing as usual, and after a few drinks I opened up to her about this fantasy. She told me she would be willing to make it happen. I came close to chickening out…but then talked to my girlfriend. She told me to go for it, as long as she was allowed to attend as well. So I provided her contact to my co-worker, and they started planning. My co-worker let me know one Wednesday she had a party planned on Saturday. It would be her, my girlfriend and two other friends of hers. I got nervous as hell, but at that point I couldn’t really chicken out.

The Slave Who Loved Me – Part 1 – [MF][Romance][Slave][Latex]

Drew paused outside the black steel gates of Maplewood Manor. The rain pattered down on his umbrella. Up the driveway, a corporate party for which he was late raged into the night.

It’s the biggest building for miles, Mr. Keswin had said in his invitation. You can’t miss it! “Damn straight,” sighed Drew, pushing open the gate and heading for the door.

As the Assistant CFO of the biggest name in the auto industry, Drew Chaffer had something of an obligation to attend the party. How he hated parties. In Drew’s eyes, they were nothing but massive crowdings of people with tiny attention spans fueled by needle drugs and loud music. He’d much rather be at home watching a war movie or playing his piano.

Drew’s plan to stay for one, maybe two hours before making a French exit was foiled almost immediately when Mr. Keswin himself greeted him at the door.

“There he is!” he said with a grin. The slightly overweight engineer with a receding grey hairline and navy blue suit extended his left hand for a handshake, the other occupied by a glass of some pink beverage. “So glad you could make it! We were beginning to think you weren’t coming. Ah, who were we kidding? I knew I could count on you.”

First trip to a nude beach [FM]

A little background. I’m originally from Iowa and moved here after a close girlfriend invited me out and I decided to stay. I ended up getting a job as an associate professor at San Diego State University. I’ve officially lived here since June and really like it here compared to home.

My girlfriend is much more outgoing than I am and I tend to be pulled into situations I wouldn’t be caught near normally. Sometimes it’s been positive, other times not as much. She told me that we should go to a nude beach and my initial reaction was absolutely no. She has applying peer pressure down to an art so several hours later we came to some concessions. I would go but it would need to be either super early or super late. We settled on late because of our schedules.

We met at her apartment and took an Uber to the beach. There was little doubt our driver was familiar with it based on his stupid grin when we told where we were headed. We got there pretty quickly and grabbed our stuff and headed to the beach. From where we were dropped off it was more of a hike than I expected. One warning to those wanting to go to a nude beach. It’s not full of hot singles looking to frolic in the sun. It’s mostly old hippie types that haven’t seen a razor in decades.