If you are one of those people who can see my deleted posts somehow you may notice that I posted on dirtyr4r almost a week ago. The same post is still on my profile but posted to dirtykikpals instead if you want to read it. The long story short of it is that I was looking for something but didn’t really know what yet. I turned 18 not too long ago and for most of my life I have been nothing but a perfect rule following person. I always did well in school, never broke rules or disobeyed my parents, and only ever had 1 relationship in late highschool. However on the lead up to my 18th I started thinking about all the things I could do, and it started to excite me, I wanted to break out of my shell and go a bit wild. Do something I know I shouldn’t be doing, and that my parents would kill me if they found out I did. My only problem was that I didn’t know what I wanted, so I posted up on Reddit looking for ideas.
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in a deep dark wet wood.
It was so innocent starting. That’s how it always is, isn’t it? Every little decision no matter how small takes you to where you are right now. As I’m writing this note I’m standing in the middle of a patch of woods in the Appalachian wilderness. The night is going to fall, and by morning I will either meet her again, or I will no longer stand.
My name is Colt Whitman, I was a geologist studying at Duke University, and for my final project, I decided to go to the Appalachian mountains to do a study on the rock formations and geography there. Me and a small group of ten students, led by a faculty member, went hiking into the woods almost ten years ago. This is the story of how N’yala changed me, stripped me of my humanity. Nature can be scary.
It was a sunny fall day, I finished packing my backpack and started to head out to the charter bus. My phone rang. The caller ID was my dad.
“Hey, Dad, what’s up?”
“Just checking on you,” his warm voice came through the speaker. “About to go on that trip?”
[FF] Fates Chapter 07: Juliette
Aro and Trysh’alia laid together, naked. She held onto him, softly circling her finger around a clump of hair around his firm chest. There was a constant content smile over her puffy lips, and every so often, she would lean in and kiss the nape of his neck; deeply inhaling his sweaty musk that caused a pleasurable twitch in her ears. Aro found it cute, that even then, she wanted to be close to him. Mindless sex with whores and farmgirls and city folk was fun, but to feel the affection oozing from Trysh made him feel warm, and he wanted to hold her as much as she wanted to hold him. However, there was one thing that plagued his mind.
“So… What’s with the new body art?” He asked, nodding downward to her womb brand that spread over the area of her body a few inches above her now claimed pussy. She rose one of her black eyebrows at him and pouted her lips.
Voyeur Hiking Part 2 [GROUP]
We made plans to meet up in front of one of the popular distilleries that also has live music on most evenings. We love this spot in the fall as it has a creek flowing through the middle of it and is usually decorated with as many hay bales and pumpkins as they can possibly fit into that space. Mandy and I had enough time to shower and dress up for a night on the town in the mountains. More specifically, this means jeans and a light sweater for each of us. Mandy always looks amazing in tight jeans as she has learned how to accentuate her curves in a way that catches seemingly every guy’s attention that walks past her. We are sitting on a bench towards the front listening to a three-piece band when Luka and Mia walk up. Luka, to his credit, has tried to embrace Appalachian America and looked about as stylish as one can be in jeans and a flannel button down. Mia is in an ivory sweater dress with knee high brown riding boots.
House of Hedonisme [F] [FM] [blowjob] [orgy] [shower] [nudity] Part 1
Yesterday was a crazy night. I was only there for a day and I don’t think I ever lived something like this before. Finally waking up after such an “activity” I’ll say really felt liberating and unique, an experience I had never done before. My only wish would be to remember more of it. All of our group drank wine, maybe to much and we had a lot of pleasure. I mean, it’s the goal of those vacation, pleasures and relaxation, so what am I expecting. I just need to really wake up now and see in which bed I got my self into. I slowly opened my eye and look around me and realize that I was not only with one men, but with two men! Two beautiful men that I could not remember the name yet, with black hair and fantastic body. Somehow, I felt good about myself. Congratulating myself for doing such a thing.
But now, I really needed a shower and how can I get out of the bed without waking them up?
Maybe I can just crawled my way out without a sound by the other side of the bed.
Monster in the Woods (MF, FF, bi, exhib, fist, group, public)
Alice was going dogging. At least that was what she planned to be doing that night. There was still time to chicken out. It had been on her radar ever since the revelation about the sex toy machine experiment. Apparently public sex turned her on more than anything else. She’d never been able to recreate that heavenly orgasm in any private setting – and god knows she’d tried. She owned all kinds of sex toys and dildos, she had been fucked in every which way by both men and women (a new development in her life) but nothing had even come close to the messy, squirming, slutty, life affirming experience in that strange testing center. She now knew that she wanted stranger’s eyes on her body, and last week she had realised that she’d be able to get it.
She had been in a play about swingers, and after a little bit of research, she had stumbled into the erotic underworld of ‘dogging’. People would drive to a public place like the woods or a field, and they’d have sex with strangers – sometimes multiple strangers. And others would watch them. It was risky of course – many people wore masks to hide their identities, and they mostly had to do it in the dead of night to avoid being caught and reported to the police.
New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 62-64) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]
**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.
Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.
## 62: Standing in the Group
“Incredible,” Olivia uttered weakly as she wiped away sweat and cum off her forehead. She laid on the fresh, summer moss, next to Beatrice, both of the girls were covered in each other’s semen.
“Don’t you feel silly now, that you could have slept through your entire life without experiencing something like this?” Beatrice asked Olivia while gently caressing her giant, cum-stained breasts.
“I… I would like to do this again… After…” Olivia searched for words as she came to grips with herself, the possibilities before her, as well as responsibilities.
“I understand,” Beatrice said, seeing how the ninja girl struggled. The succubus then rolled and gave Olivia a soft, gentle kiss on the lips.
[MM] My first gay bukkake
After my [first adventure](https://reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kkjlgj/i_37m_am_a_straight_cocksucker_mm/) and the [continuation](https://reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pzidoj/mm_apparently_i_am_not_so_straight_after_all/) under “supervision” and motivation of my former affair, it was now undeniable: I am bi…and I wanted more.
And yes, maybe I should talk to my wife about it, but she won’t understand and I don’t want to lose her. I try to morally legitimize it to myself by not having sex with my girlfriend, but just getting what my wife can’t give me: a nice hard cock. That’s not cheating…is it?
I’ve talked to my girlfriend a lot about this, telling her my fantasies and sending her stories that I masturbate to regularly. At times of our special relationship, I always took the dominant part, even during our trips to the porn cinema at that time.
Now she wanted to take my lead and push my boundaries further and further.
And so it happened that a few weeks later we met again in said porn cinema, this time she directly took full control. We paid and as soon as the door closed behind us I heard the click of a handcuff.
My [F]irst time fucking a [M]arried guy, twice my age on a business trip (long post)
A couple of weeks ago I got blind drunk with some mums at my older kids school and ended up sat in the garden having the first cigarette I’ve had since before my kids were born and telling one of the other mums some stories from my younger years. She seemed pretty shocked. Not only do me and my husband and kids live more than an hour outside of the nearest big city, where a lot of people got married pretty young and haven’t ventured much past London bar their yearly holiday to France but nowadays I’m a pretty reserved, sensible type. Always helping out at school events and organizing drinks for my small group of girlfriends. But until I was in my 30s I was pretty crazy and sometimes (quite a bit of the time these days) I really, really miss it. My husband was also the first long term boyfriend I ever had, before him I loved my singlehood and the ummm…. opportunities … it presented. Telling some stories to the other ladies got me more turned on than I’ve been in years and I want to relive more of those memories so I’ve decided to start sharing anonymously on here. This is really not the craziest one by a stretch but perhaps the memory I’m most fond of, at the time I felt ridiculously grown up and I loved it, so I thought I’d start here.
My flatmates find out about my monster cock [MFF] [Threesome] [Creampie]
I had started uni recently, and got put in a student flat with two girls called Jasmine and Sarah. Now, I’m not saying that I had a crush on either of them, but I’d also be lying if I said I didn’t take a moment every now and then to admire their looks, because they were both pretty. Most of our nights out consisted of me trying to pull them away from creeps that came up to them. Jasmine was curvy, with dark brown hair. It was hard not to look, but I often caught myself staring at her ass while she was washing dishes or trying not to glance down at her tits that threatened to poke out of the skimpy tops she wore around the flat. I reckon she’s definitely caught me looking at least once or twice now. Sarah, on the other hand, was tiny – only 4’11, and I looked like a giant when I stood next to her. She was Asian, and not as curvy as Jasmine, but had a beautiful face. I felt pretty lucky being the only man in the flat, because I knew that most guys would kill to be in my position.