Inspired by [this thread here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4b7b3v/request_any_stories_of_you_losing_inhibition/), and a call back to [this one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/14601j/request_any_story_that_involves_group_sex_that/).
Tag: Group
Worst Roommate Part 2 [MF, oral]
Recap from Part 1: Three guys live together as roommates in the area around a big US city. One, the main character Mike, ends up having a no-touching masturbation sessions with Elise, his friend/roommate’s (Sean) girlfriend. His smaller head did the thinking and let things progress until Elise got herself off then managed to surprise Mike by latching her lips around his dick and finishing him off. The no-touching masturbation session was a partial failure since lips met dick, but they both got off on it. Continue for Part 2. There will be more lips-meeting-dick action.
After Elise stopped me from frosting a napkin, not much happened in the living room. She giggled, said, “that was fun” and then danced upstairs while I simply stood there shell-shocked with my pants and boxers around my ankles. Half-hard dick just hanging out.
Sex with the intern (m/f)
Note: I have been very lucky to have a lot of sex with a lot of beautiful women, so I wanted to document some of these experiences. They are all 100% true (except names). Just as a point of reference, I am often told I look like Vin Diesel (though I don’t see it at all)-I am 6’1, 210, shaved head, blue eyes, tattoos, muscular build, late 30’s, live in Florida. I will try to answer any and all questions! If you are looking strictly for the sex part, scroll down awhile.
My company was acquired and as part of the agreement I had to stay on with the firm for a period of three years. They gave me a nice executive title and placed me on their Board of Directors, I was actually quite surprised at how much I liked the new company. The atmosphere was very laid back, and a really fun group to work with.
I quickly integrated with my new coworkers, and found myself very comfortable. As I got to know my coworkers, I was surprised at how many beautiful women there were. I made a conscious decision to do what I have always done and not date anyone employed there. But damn, at this office that was a challenge; it was a young team and they partied as hard as they worked.
After the Concert (m/f)
I am trying to write about my crazy days in college. Thinking about them has gotten me hornier and has improved my sex life with my husband.
This story is from over 10+ years ago so I will try and remember every detail.
It happened over the first summer of my first year in college, I was 19. It was one of my friends 21st birthday and a couple of us were on our way to go to a Tim McGraw concert. I had a jean skirt on, with a white tank top and some cowboy boots. Typical clothes for a girl going to a country concert.
We rented a limo to take us to the concert from a friends house so we started pre drinking. There were 6 of us and 5 of us were single and ready to have a fun night out.
We were seated on the lawn area and a group of guys kept staring over at us. One of my drunk friends walked over and invited them over to sit with us. One of the guys I was extremely attracted to and I was about to go and talk to him when my friend, Jess, walked over and started flirting with him. I just got out of a relationship and was looking for a wild night. I tried to get over it, but all I could think about was jumping in this guys pants.
Teenaged Angst and Sexual Awakenings: The sleepover (F) with Adam (M), who was “just a friend.”
Combined with the novelty of my sexuality, the unspoken sexual tension between Adam and me, and the eternal “what if?s” I’ll always have about him, the event described below will always be one of my hottest memories, even after many years. Apologies in advance/a quick N.B. that there is no “real sex” that occurs (if anyone is looking for that).
I first met Adam in middle school, the 6th grade, when we were both scrawny and awkward-looking. Meeting on the swim team, we became friends quickly, teasing each other and always competing to see who would finish the 50M sprint first. He lived in a different town, however, so the only time I ever saw him was at swim practice. After 7th grade, I quit swim team and didn’t see him again for a few years.
Right before I started 11th grade (my junior year), my parents split up, and my mom moved me and my younger brother into the city for her job. I transferred schools, saying farewell to old friends and preparing myself to meet new people. At my new school, I found that there were many different cliques, but that there were people who intermingled between the different groups, and that there was no real “hostility” between groups. Of course there was harassment and loners, but it wasn’t the cliché Mean Girls-esque type of social hierarchy.
My first experience with a crossdresser [M18, T25]
For this story, I’m returning right back to the beginning. This was about ten years ago, but as with first experiences for many people, the vivid details have stayed with me to this day. I was 18, and at the time had begun partying. I live in a jurisdiction where the drinking age is 18, so as you can imagine, we liked to let loose at the weekends. I don’t drink now, and drank very little alcohol at the time, so my partying usually consisted of me driving my friends to a club, dancing a bit, try to get a girl and then head home. Obviously being relatively sober around drunk girls had its advantages, and many times I had girls hanging over me because I could make them laugh. Or more properly, I could speak coherently, while they couldn’t.
I’d already been into crossdressing porn for a few years. This was 2005, YouTube had only just started, and streaming video was very much in its infancy. In fairness, we already had broadband Internet, so it wasn’t terribly slow, I think in or around 2mbps. Despite that, streaming porn had barely taken off. I constantly fantasised about crossdressers, but usually I could only get that fix by images. Hardcore porn movies mostly featured so-called “shemales” in those days, which weren’t then and to this day aren’t my thing. The odd crossdressing video I could find left me cumming for days. I fucking loved it.
School Dance Shenanigans [F]
Seeing how successful my last post was, I decided I should give you all another one so thank you so much!
I’m an 18 year old in senior year in highschool, I’m about 5’5, have long dark brown hair, blue eyes, a few freckles, a pierced nose, nice curvy body, 34d tits, nice ass, and a shaved pussy. This happened only a few weeks ago so I was still 18 during the time.
So after weeks of delays and rescheduling, my schools winter formal dance had finally been set for the end of February. I had never been, but being a senior made me feel obligated. So I got together with a group of friends and we all decided to go to the dance. Everything was figured out a little bit in advance and I made sure I got my dress, white, a good length, and not too flow lay but not too tight.
My first experience with a crossdresser [M18, T25]
For this story, I’m returning right back to the beginning. This was about ten years ago, but as with first experiences for many people, the vivid details have stayed with me to this day. I was 18, and at the time had begun partying. I live in a jurisdiction where the drinking age is 18, so as you can imagine, we liked to let loose at the weekends. I don’t drink now, and drank very little alcohol at the time, so my partying usually consisted of me driving my friends to a club, dancing a bit, try to get a girl and then head home. Obviously being relatively sober around drunk girls had its advantages, and many times I had girls hanging over me because I could make them laugh. Or more properly, I could speak coherently, while they couldn’t.
I’d already been into crossdressing porn for a few years. This was 2005, YouTube had only just started, and streaming video was very much in its infancy. In fairness, we already had broadband Internet, so it wasn’t terribly slow, I think in or around 2mbps. Despite that, streaming porn had barely taken off. I constantly fantasised about crossdressers, but usually I could only get that fix by images. Hardcore porn movies mostly featured so-called “shemales” in those days, which weren’t then and to this day aren’t my thing. The odd crossdressing video I could find left me cumming for days. I fucking loved it.
[M]y dreamlike experience with a sextoy [F].
Sorry if it sounds confusing, it’s my first post. Hope it’s coherent.
I’m a 36 year old man, brazilian, uncut, around 200lbs and 6′ tall, brown eyes and black hair. Not ugly, but not a model. I was in a kik group a while ago, trying to get laid, as usual, when I see this guy posting to the group “My friend wants to be used tonight. Message me for details”. That immediately caught my eye, of course. It’s something I’d never done, plus, you know, the sex part I was craving.
So I did PM him and he gave me the details. I drove there. Had kind of a hard time finding the place, and because of it, started thinking it was all a prank or a setup. I kept thinking I’d be robbed, or raped, maybe both, and in all scenarios I could think of, I would most likely end up dead or humiliated. But I was too horny. I finally found the place. My heart was racing as I knocked on the door. It opened.
Threesome on the beach [M21/F20/M20]
This story features the same girlfriend and friend from my previous stories and is a 100% true story from my college days.
Previous stories are here:
https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4ad4ap/first_threesome_with_girlfriend_and_friend_mfm/
https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4ahv5y/minibukkake_with_girlfriend_and_friend_mfm/
It was one of the last days of summer and my girlfriend (who was, as I described her in a previous story, a caramel-skinned and full-figured, yet petite beauty with ample breasts and a shapely butt), my friend (whom we had been engaging various acts of group sex with over the past few months since he had split with his girlfriend) and I had organised to go to the beach for the day. The beach we were going to was a quite remote, a couple of hours drive away. But that was fine, because it was a beautiful spot and we knew there wouldn’t be too many people there. When we got there, we found that the mutual friends that we were meeting there had already arrived. They included a number of attractive young ladies, who wasted no time stripping down to their bikinis and running into the water.