Our first sleepover [MFMF][Group]

There is a bit of story here – to skip to the sexy parts go to the bolded heading “Upstairs”.

We are still recovering from the events at Matt and Karen’s last night [(story here)](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/61so0o/if_you_swallow_it_wont_get_in_your_hair_grouporgy/) when I get the text from Bobby. “Do you two want a visit on our way home? Beth had a nap and is all energetic.” A quick chat with hubby and the plan is in motion. They’d arrive after supper and spend the night. I quickly prepare the guest room, and tidy up a bit.

Before long we see them pull up out front and approach, and I’m still in a state of disbelief. They arrive and we spend some time getting to know them a bit. Last night was a bit of a blur – I often say first times are great but second and third times are less frantic and often even more enjoyable. She is stunning, with a quiet intelligence than contrasts his loud and passionate energy. We talk about their life, their relationship, and the broader concepts of BDSM and domination and submission. Although my husband and I are what many consider quite vanilla, we love to learn and always try to understand the people we’re with. We talk about the intimacy of sex with another couple, or a unit as we coined the couples within our new group of friends. When I began exploring I was looking for one night stands, and my line has always been “no feelings”. Tonight, we discuss feelings that exist naturally between friends who fuck. It’s an interesting concept to me and one that I’m surprised to find I enjoy immensely.

Our first time out [MMF]

So I am no writer by any stretch of the imagination but I will attempt to share a story with everyone here.
A little background first: I am 30 in the story I am about 187 lbs 5’10” with shoulder length blond hair and blue eyes. The F in the story is 24 about 5’0″ maybe 110 lbs of muscle with 32 C cup tits.
We have just started looking into the poly lifestyle and her potential second boyfriend has taken us to a swingers club.

The Last Decision, a Star Wars pornfic [SF] [slavery] [domestic violence] [rape] [MF]

ASSTR Story codes: MF, voy, viol, NC, rape, ScFi, slavery, caution, aliens

A short story involving the background of a secondary character from a larger porn I’m writing and will be posting soon. I got stuck writing my main story, and Rakha’s decision to sell herself into slavery nagged at me, so I wrote the details and expanded it into short story.

Disclaimer: This is not intended in any way to claim that slavery, in the real world, is tolerable or not so bad. It isn’t intended to belittle the conditions of real slavery by comparing it favorably with grinding poverty. It’s just a bit of wank material involving a deeply fucked up character.

Legal notice: if you are under the legal age for viewing pornography in your jurisdiction you should stop reading now.

Star Wars MegaFan notice: This isn’t following the stuff from Legends, or even Canon with any real obsessive effort. I’ve deviated from canon when it seemed appropriate or hot, and I only really know the Legends stuff by reading Wookkeepedia because I never got into the old EU.
I do try to make things work with cannon, I won’t be describing Duros as having three heads or anything like that, but if you’re looking for 100% accurate Star Wars porn, these aren’t the porns you’re looking for.

[MM] Remembering it like it were yesterday Part 3 [Exhibition]


[MM] Remembering it like it was yesterday part 2 [Exhibition] from gonewildstories

To cover the entire story thus far.

After the romp by the fire, and our friends arrival the others including John ate. I couldn’t because my nerves and level of excitement were far too high. I just drank some water, stoked the fire, had some laughs with the group, and kept wanting another round. I ended up excusing myself to go “use the bathroom” which really I wanted to clean the leftover cum that leaked out of my ass for good measure.

As soon as I touched my hole I became rock hard, again. I gave it a few moments and it wasn’t going away. So I tucked it in my waistband and made sure you couldn’t see it with my shirt down. I headed back to camp, my cock aching, the strain against the waistband was pretty intense. However the thought came into my head as I approached the camp that I kinda wanted to be caught. I didn’t act on this thought nor did I think I was caught.

More university [f]un – Late-night ho[m]ework session

Hello everybody! Here with a follow-up to my [previous story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5xy0wt/university_fun_he_thought_the_room_was_empty_but/). I really only wrote it for fun and didn’t expect so much of a response, so thanks for all of the comments and messages. Just a quick note, since some people pointed it out – I grew up in a few different Anglophone countries (including the US and England), so I have a weird mix of American/British English and slang. Tried to make it more consistent, but sorry if you catch some oddball words here or there. Hope you enjoy this segment – it’s a bit longer, so skip the exposition if you’d like ;)

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After that encounter, something between us changed. I was certain that Mark didn’t know I had been awake that day, nor had he told Becky. I definitely felt a few twinges of guilt – even though I myself didn’t think of it as more than just a helping hand (so to speak), she was still my friend. But so was Mark, and I knew that she wasn’t always the best girlfriend. I don’t want to paint her as some conceited bitch with few to no redeeming qualities, but she had (and still has) some traits which I didn’t like. She would flirt and dance shamelessly with other guys when Mark was around, and even more when he wasn’t; she especially liked to withhold sex as punishment when they were fighting. But I brushed those thoughts aside, reasoning that those were issues between them. I wanted to try and keep my distance from Mark, as both of their friends.

[MF] Taking one for the team

Back in college, a friend of mine made a sex tape with a girl, which was a pretty novel thing at the time.

A few years after graduation, during an alumni weekend, we ran in to the girl at the bar, and the subject of the tape came up. I’m not sure why it freaked out my friend, but since he was recently engaged he thought it could get him in trouble.

One thing led to another, and the girl said she would be happy to give it back, but she would need a new tape to replace it. Being the good friend that I was, I said I would be happy to do that.

The three of us left the bar and went to her place. She handed my friend the camera and said to make sure to make it good. Then, to our surprise, she put a tape in the VCR. Apparently she loved making sex tapes, and then watching them while getting fucked.

She undressed and got positioned on the bed with her legs spread. Her fingers started rubbing her clit while she watched herself riding some guy on the TV. She moaned in real life, echoing the tape.

[Mm] A Man and His Dog

Have you ever had a fantasy stuck in your head? An idea of what you want that’s so strong you can’t shake it no matter what. Then one day your dream comes true but you don’t know what to do next. Let me start by telling you a bit about myself. When all of this started, I was in my first year of college. An 18-year-old guy living on his own for the first time with more curiosity than common sense. I was and still am fairly slim, a bit on the short side at 5’6”.

For me it started off simple enough, I was browsing the internet as we all do and came across something that piqued my interest. It was a simple image of a girl wearing a collar. There was nothing fancy about it, it wasn’t a professional model or anything like that but the way she looked with the thick black leather wrapped around her snow-white skin made my heart skip a beat. My research continued as my need for this new idea rose. Over time I realized I wanted to be the one wearing the collar, the one bound on all fours, locked away in a cage in someone’s basement. Any time I would masturbate it had to be to this fantasy of mine. After awhile it was impossible to get off any other way. Over time I got more involved in the community, I found sites and chats dedicated to what I now knew was pet play. My dream was to find a girl that would help me try out this life of a dog that I so badly desired.

[MF] “Did You Cum?” – The Time I Jizzed During a Lap Dance

This wasn’t my proudest moment, but it happened recently, and since it’s fresh in my mind, I figured I should share.

I recently went to a titty bar with a group of friends to celebrate a special occasion. The club was small, but was well stocked with talent. By well stocked I mean there were probably a dozen or so girls available, and by talent I mean there were an assortment of ankle bracelets to go along with the platform heels.

One girl that caught my eye, who we’ll call Gretchen (I never actually caught her name), was a tall Eastern European with short brown hair, a nice bubble butt, and the biggest tits I’ve ever seen in person. While she roamed the crowd she wore some sort of tit blouse, but even then I could tell they were massive. I love all tits, but I’ve always been a sucker for big ones. There were other lap dance candidates, but she was soon the only option in my mind. I eventually walked up to her and asked for a dance, gave her my $40 (she either played me or her tits came at a premium, because most of the other girls were $30/dance), and she lead me to the back for the dance.

I had enjoyed his bare cock and creamy load in my ass, this is when my pussy finally got to feel that bare cock an hot load in it! [FM]

I had been dating Almel for a few monts he decided to take me on a hike to the top of Frog Mountain on the northern end of the Tucson mountains. It was a cool winter day with a high of about 65 degrees. I was in excellent shape, but he really impressed me with is stamina. He had really worn me out on the hike up. I tried not let it show, I was a tough military woman after all.

On our way down we found a nice flat rock to eat a snack on it was a Wednesday afternoon, we were the only people out there. The view of the city of Marana below us and Tucson to the distance was beautiful.

He began to kiss me as I sat on the rock. The kiss quickly went from a kiss in the lips to a deep French kiss. His hands exploring my body. I was wearing yoga pants, a sport bra and a tank top. Before long, his hands were under my bra stimulating my nipples as he laid me back onto the rock. His hand then wondered into my pants. He gently massaged my pussy until the juice was no longer contained in my vaginal walls, but was seeping out covering my labia.