[mFM] The best day of a Twitch steamer’s fan’s life

This was inspired by a writing prompt. I thought it turned out great so I’m posting it here.

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Gage had absolutely hated the last school year that was forced to be spent on Zoom. All of the teachers tried to be funny or creative with their backgrounds during class but exactly zero of them were successful. He had spent most of the year watching Twitch streams of Fortnite and Counter Strike in another tab while barely pretending to care about school. He was able to scrape by and pass all of his classes, a few by the skin of his teeth.

Over the summer though, he discovered a new streamer. She was a very small streamer, usually only getting around five to ten viewers at a time. On a good day, she got 25 viewers and the classic party parrot would make an appearance. To Gage, it was truly refreshing to see a streamer who was only streaming for their love of playing games and wasn’t really trying to become a massive Twitch streamer. Especially from a girl streamer.

Life Gets Better: Part One [MF] [Interracial] [Busty] [Straight Sex]

The rhythmic bumping on the wall between his room and his roommate’s had forced him out into the living room. It was no better out there. He turned the volume on the game console up. But it did nothing to mask the loud screaming and moaning of his best friend. He sighed and turned the game off, surrendering back to his room where all he could hear was the bumping of the wall. He looked over at the clock. “I have to be up in two hours, guys!” he yelled.

“Oh shit!” he heard his roommate say. “Sorry, bro!” the roommate yelled back. There was silence for a few minutes, then the door opened.

“Sorry, Brian, we didn’t know it was so late,” Scarlett said. “Come in later. I will smooth it over with Jake,” she said before closing the door.

“Fuck that!” Brian said. “I won’t come in at all. Smooth that over!” he mumbled to himself.

But true to his nature, he showed up to work directly on time. He punched in on the time clock and got to work at his desk.

Ring Toss (The Blowjob Carnival) (Part 4) [MF]

(If you’re familiar with my story intros, skip to the ———–)

[Last time](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i40aca/the_blowjob_carnival_part_3_mf/), I (20, M) introduced you, dear reader, to Mary (18, F), my girlfriend who threw me a Carnival-themed party and surreptitiously turned it into an extended birthday present of creative blowjobs. Each carnival table activity had its own card. Hidden inside was a sexy message with a tease about the kind of oral pleasure I’d be in for. First, she gave me a Retro Candy blowjob and indulged in an explosion of Pop Rocks and cum at the same time. She then gave me a luxurious blowjob with temperature play which finished with me watching her sip my cum from a cup of hot tea. That was followed by a bubblicious blowjob in the pool with a rough ending. That left us with 7 to go:

1. [~~Pop-Rocks and Assorted candies~~](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hv5roe/chemistry_in_chemistry_mf/)
2. Pie-in-the-face
3. Candlemaking
4. [~~Tea station~~](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i2d8wa/4_tea_station_the_carnival_part_2_mf/)
5. Whack-a-mole
6. [~~Bubble-maker~~](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i40aca/the_blowjob_carnival_part_3_mf/)
7. Rope puzzles
8. Hall of mirrors
9. Ring Toss
10. “Freak show”

Ghosts [blowjob] [bathing] [straight sex]

Everyone has a ghost in their past. That one person who stays just on the outskirts lingering just enough to cast a shadow over every other aspect of your life. They are memories that evoke sensations of sadness, loss and at the same time some seriously amazing times. My ghost has had a long lasting effect on my life even when I don’t want to admit the power they’ve held over me.

He was my friend, actually. I still admire him to this day. I am interested in his life, whether or not he’s happy and fulfilled matters to me. I can honestly say I don’t know if he holds the same interest in my life or not. He seems to from time to time at least so we continue our friendship. I’m actually not sure when we started to drift apart, my best guess would be around the end of high school. Separate colleges, less time together, hectic schedules, it would make sense that we would fall away from each other, I guess.

[M4F] Sunflower field

I received a message on my instagram, which is basically a photo reel of my interests, cars, bikes, watches, usual and typical guy stuff.

A few recent posts of mine were of a sunflower field in the village I live in, I passed the field while out cycling and decided the other day to cycle through and take a few photos, the sun was low and the pictures looked colourful and dramatic.

The message was from a young lady who said:

“Hi! Sorry for the message out of the blue, we’re looking for family portrait photos in the village sunflower field and while searching for photos tagged in that location I saw yours and really love the look of it! Would you be open to taking some family pictures for us? I had a local photographer lined up but he cancelled, would be great if you could help us out! Thanks, Emily x”

I didn’t really know what to think – I certainly wasn’t a professional photographer, even though I owned some decent camera gear, and definitely not experienced in family portraits, but I was intrigued.

Two friends who have flirted but never gotten intimate…

I looked over at you at the party. You were wearing a black dress with your legs out and heels on. I knew I shouldn’t. We were both attached at this point. We’d had a couple of close encounters in the past but certainly hadn’t seen each other in a while. Just some light flirting but nothing that went any further. You looked amazing. The dress hugged your figure and of course the heels emphasised all the right parts of your body.

I took a sip of my drink and sat alone watching as you got yourself something from the bar. I needed a break from socialising. It was fun but could be draining for a natural introvert like me. I noticed you make your order, smile at the barman, then watched the look on his face as your eyes held with each other for a little longer than a throwaway encounter normally would. Damn. Your Hazel eyes tended to have that affect on guys even when you were wearing your usual big, thick framed glasses. He turned away to get you your drink. You placed your elbows on the bar and lent forward just a little. This simple gesture pulled your dress even tighter and and brought out the shape of your ass just a little more than usual. Christ. You looked amazing. Just as you said a flirty goodbye to to the mesmerised barman. You turned around, looked briefly around the room and your eyes set on…me. Shit. Was I staring?

Our First [FF]M part 1 – TC20(2.1)

Hello readers! We are TC20, a married couple with alot of wild adventures to share. We have been swinging for almost 7 years now, and we have been married for 5 years. This is our 2nd adventure and this time we were looking for a ffm after the first mmf.

To narrate this story properly, i will use pseudo names to avoid any confusions. I am using common names of our locality. I, the male from the couple am Ryan, my wife(then girlfriend) is Ria and our mutual friend who is our partner in this adventure is Sadia. Let us begin..

Sadia and i have been friends for a long time. We have done alot of classes together. We even had FWB relationship before i started dating Ria. She is a mocha skinned petite, with deceptively well shaped tits and a pussy to die for.

Ria and Sadia somehow became good friends during our 3rd year of university. They were doing classes together and shared a lot of similar interests. Ria was aware about my Fwb time with sadia but it ddnt bother her a bit. Rather she found the idea of me and sadia in bed to be very hot.

[MF] I follow a former student on her NSFW Twitter.

I follow a former student on nsfw Twitter

All persons in this story are 18 at the time of incident.

I used to teach her in high school. She is fucking stacked. At least D or DD tits, rocking ass. 5′ 4″ or so. I’ll call her Jenna for now (obvious name change is obvious).

Jenna and I had a good relationship the two years I taught her. My first year teaching she was a great student. Second year the school was closing so she would be the last graduating class.

Around the middle of the last year, we were talking about tumblr. I said if she could find me, she could follow me. First mistake.

See, I had TWO tumblrs. One about books, and one for porn. Both were close kept secrets.

She came up to me a week later and said she had done some serious digging and found my tumblr! I then got a follow on my regular blog. No biggie!

My other blog had a small following before the death of tumblr. I posted porn I enjoyed and stuff about my relationship with my girlfriend at the time with her approval. I started taking asks too.

Our Little Secret 2: My Brother’s Girlfriend (FF, oral, cheating)

I don’t care how much my brother was in love with his sexy girlfriend, he was going learn to share.

When it came to Melanie, I thought it was all under control. Her screaming my name with my tongue between her legs was going to be a fun memory. Us tearing that bed apart, marking each other’s skin was just going to be a little secret we’d share over awkward looks at dinner tables.

Less than three steps into their luxury apartment, all that restraint turned into immediate bullshit.

Melanie’s artful tongue shouldn’t go to waste on just one cock. It was a waste. I’d actually go on to say it *needed* to service a woman that would truly appreciate it. And *Gods*, did I. I found myself entirely under her spell when we tossed and turned in their sheets, her licking me from head to toe. Those lips traced my spine, her hands stimulating every spot they could reach, and her tongue feeling like it was forcefully taking the strongest of orgasms from deep within me.

I’ve memorized every position, orgasm and every location we fucked in yesterday, but as soon as I step across the threshold, flashbacks swarm as vividly as if I were in the moment.