The first woman I’ve been with after opening my relationship [F]ucked [M]e until I saw stars.

I’ve had many lovely moments with the community on this subreddit, and while I’ve enjoyed many of your amazing stories, I’ve never had an opportunity to submit something of my own… until now! I write with the perspective that “Wild” is relative. What’s been mind-blowing for me might be pretty mundane for you, but it might also be a different flavor of story from your usual fare. This one should be much more painfully awkward. So, if you’d care to take the time, let’s buckle up and get to it.

SOME CONTEXT:

My long-term girlfriend and I have recently opened up our relationship due to differences in libido, and It’s been amicable, respectful, and loving. We made the decision so that I could go pursue the kind of sexual experiences and fulfillment that I have come to realize (With therapy) that I need and deserve. This story is not about our relationship, and I’m not going to get into any more details.

All you need to know is that I’ve been very sexually frustrated for the last five years; I have only had one blowjob in my life, never had an opportunity to go down on anyone, or been able to give my girlfriend an orgasm, and we’ve had sex at an average of about once every month and a half or so.

Helping a buddy [MF]

Before I start, I have been a reader here for the last couple weeks and decided to create an account and share some college experiences with everyone. I like to write from time to time so I thought I’d try this and see what kind of feedback I’d get. Anyways, on to the story…

So it was a Saturday afternoon in our little college town and my friends and I are all out day drinking and trying to come up with our plans for the evening. We had decided that we would have a party at my friend’s place in the downtown area of town, which isn’t more than a 5 minute drive from campus. At one point, my buddy started talking about how his ex-girlfriend was in town and that he was hoping she wouldn’t up to the party. We all played it off, thinking no way she would actually show up to his place. It came time for us to head our separate ways to shower and chill out for a few hours before we all converged again.

Worshiping at the Altar [MF] [Long]

I wonder if I can actually do this…This will probably be a little funny, a little sexy, and who knows what else… I have been lurking forever, and finally decided to try and put this down as best I remember it. Please forgive any editing woes as this is my first time. All names have been changed for anonymity.

It was about 13 years ago. I was 21, working at a restaurant as a server/bartender at a relatively nice steak house. I was fresh out of a bad relationship and about to move to another state, so I had recently started flirting more openly with the girls I worked with. Normally, I wouldn’t shit where I eat, but I had nothing to lose at this point. First there was the hostess Candace, the 18 year old younger sister of my best friend’s girlfriend Taylor. She was short, maybe 5’3”, had long dirty blonde hair, and plump b-cups. We had a few make-out sessions, but nothing ever really transpired. Then one fateful Sunday I was working the lunch shift behind the bar.

[MF] I fucked my boyfriend and his brother

Obviously this story contains adultery, so if you’re here to berate me I should tell you this is not the place.

I was 19, dating my boyfriend at the time, Steve. He invited me up to his cottage with his entire family for Canada Day weekend. We’d been dating for almost 6 months.

We drove up there and he introduced me to his siblings (since I had already met his parents). He has two older brothers and a younger sister. Steve told me that his oldest brother Greg was recently divorced and his second brother Mark told me that he had girlfriend, but she wasn’t on the trip due to last minute work emergencies.

So we got to the cottage, which is a two story house, with a backyard that was connected to the lake. Steve and I were to stay in the room on the upper floor, in the room beside Greg. So it was Friday night, we were all drinking and chatting. I got to know Steve’s family more and felt connected to Greg. We had a lot in common, from books we read, to the shows we watched, etc. Steve looked up to Greg and he’d often tell me a lot of great stories about him. His wife had cheated on him and he was absolutely devastated. They were trying to start a family. So obviously, I felt myself having a predisposed soft spot for Greg.

Do I think about you when I touch myself? M/F

This is my first post so be gentle with me! Moderators I hope I have followed the rules correctly :)

DO I THINK ABOUT YOU WHEN I TOUCH MYSELF?

One day you asked me what I think about when I touch myself.

Do I think about you? I know this is the unspoken question that you want to ask but wont.

I do think about you, you as you are today, in a black T-Shirt smelling like Chanel, fully clothed while I lay here in my towel. I imagine the roughness of your jeans sliding across my body. Skin so sensitive and soft because I just got out of the bath. Looking at you thinking, what will you do?

Will you lean over me, pinning both wrists above my head with one hand while the other lazily traces its way down to my pussy. I squirm when you do this, embarrassed because I haven’t trimmed like I should have. You don’t let me pull away, stroking your fingers through me with a twinkle in your eye. Releasing my wrists you roll me over, giving my ass a smack, hard enough to leave your handprint, not hard enough to really hurt. Taking advantage of this position you trace kisses down my spine. One hand reaching under to stoke my clit, the other firmly holding the back of my neck, my face pressed into a pillow that smells like you.

[F]riends girlfriend likes to share with [M]e Part 3

Part 1 https://redd.it/6dwthf

part 2 : https://redd.it/6lezum

As Sarah lowered herself guiding my cock into her shaved pussy, the guilt I may have had vanished. The head of my cock pushing in and being gripped by her wet pussy. Inch by inch entering my friends girlfriend, half naked with her young beautiful tits exposed. Her shirt and blue bra pulled down to her waist and her white skirt hiked up. She reached the base of my cock and let out the smallest of moans that only added to my infatuation with her. We had done it, we have finally taken the first and final step of our indiscretion. I reached up and took hold of her beautiful pale pink tits as she put more pressure on my dick. Her tightness was spectacular, she moved forward and we began to build a rhythm as the bed began to move with us. I could feel the cooling air on my cock as she began taking longer stokes. Placing her hand on the bed her movement continued to get increase speed. I positioned my hands on her ass and began to smack her ass all the time looking up at her tits bouncing. After a minute or two i could feel myself begin to reach orgasm. I lowered my hand a began to lightly push my finger into her asshole but felt her hand push mine away. I brought my hands up and pressed her down on my chest and shifted to allow me to begin trusting into her. Her moaning began to increase in volume which served to encouraging me further ignoring my overwhelming sensation of incoming orgasm.

Sex with the singer’s girlfriend [MFM]

Some of the stories I posted over the last couple of years are gone forever from reddit, so I figured I would come back and start posting some old ones to make sure they aren’t lost. I post new stories occasionally as well when I have a chance. Here is an old one. Hope you enjoy:

***Like I’ve said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. I’m generally considered a good-looking guy (6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give.***

I think I had just turned 21. I sang in a band for a few years and we used to rent a room in a building for bands to practice in. There were always different bands milling around, so we got to be friends/friendly with quite a few of them.

Tales from My Slutwife’s Past: Her Favorite Threesome [FM], [MFM]

I am a lucky man. Almost two decades ago I met a stunningly beautiful woman on AOL IM, caught her fancy through chatting and long phone calls, and, eventually, met her in person. A few short hours later, I was staring up, admiring this gorgeous creature as she rolled her sexy hips so my cock put pressure on her clit on the way to an intense orgasm.

Over the next few years, we continued on as lovers and boyfriend and girlfriend at times, until she became my wife. While my wife and I have plenty of stories of our own that I may share if anyone is interested, this is not one of those.

When a woman is riding your cock like a bullrider hours after you first meet in person, it comes as no surprise to learn she has an extensive and varied sexual past. I have always expressed interest and never felt or showed any jealousy. Consequently, my wife often openly shares stories of her intensely erotic sexual history. These stories never fail to get my cock rock hard and aching for attention from her beautiful, perfect mouth, which she is glad to provide. I enjoy them so much, I thought you might as well.

Mr. Steal Your Girl Gets His Girl Stolen or (The Time I Cucked Another Bull). A True Story of Collegiate Depravity. [MMF] [Group] [cheating]

My first attempt. 100% true (the dialogue isn’t always word for word, I’m not rainman) and I have plenty of stories like this, I only recently found out theres cuckolding was a thing, I just always have been into it since Bond said that his type was “taken”, and I was like “fuck I’mma be that dude”, so if theres demand, I’ll be happy to share more of my experiences with everyone. I’ve cucked about 11 dudes so far and I’m only 23. Also stats if anyone cares, 6’5” broad shouldered Viking blood type frat dude.

So sometime around last year I transferred to a college in the Boston area, and thats when all of this started. I was living in a 6 person suite, and its a pretty academically rigorous school, so most of the kids living there were not what you would call “social butterflies”. I did luck out on one roommate though, we ended up bonding one night at the beginning of the year laughing about the odd behavior of some of our other roommates. He (the cool roommate, Zach) was a very athletic, well built guy, the kind of guy you want to be your friend if you’re trying to break into a new school socially.

The beach, the moon, two girls and I [MFF] [long]

This is by far the hottest thing to ever happen to me. Before I start: long time lurker, first time poster, throwaway, condoms were used, but I will not explicitly mention when they were put on or taken off.

It was the early noughties, and I was studying in a small French city. I had a long-term, long-distance girlfriend with whom I was stupidly, puppy-eyes in love. I hung out with a small group of friends, among which were two girls, Louise and Maria. Louise was French, slim but not skinny, had a pretty face, vibrant eyes and few curves. Maria, on the other hand, was Latin, curvy to the point of chubby by European standards. I thought I had a shot with them, but wasn’t interested, and hanging out with them so much had removed virtually any sexual tension between us. As for me, I was tall and fairly lean.

At the end of the school year, I switched universities, moving to a bigger French city to be with my gf. I kept in touch with the girls, but since it was before social media kicked in, our contact wasn’t an everyday occurrence. A few months later, my girlfriend and I broke up. The summer after that, the girls and I decided to go to Greece, where I had many friends and good info on where to go.