Confession: My Female Roommates and I Invented a Corny Sex Game [M/FF] [Blowjob] [Cumswap]

I am a straight guy who has been living with three straight women for the past two years. People always ask the question whether I think about hooking up with my roommates and the truth is we’re all too close for that to happen. We’re practically siblings. We get along great and we “just don’t go there.”

What I *don’t* tell people is that there is one sexual activity that happens in our apartment, and it involves all four of us.

Nut Up and Shut Up is a game invented by my roommate Abby. To understand the game, you have to know that Abby likes things quiet when she gets back from work. She has a stressful job at a law office, and when she gets home all she wants to do is fall onto the living room couch and decompress.

Jen and Annie are the opposite: They’re both tellers at the same bank, and they are bored most of the day. When they walk in the door, they basically host a daytime talk show. They want to hear how everyone’s day was, laugh uncontrollably, and talk over themselves. I find it endearing.

Castle tour (Commission piece, M/f, public sex)

“Of course we just had to get separated right then.” She grumbled to herself as she walked with her smaller group. She tried to listen to what the guide was saying but it was no use. Her mind kept drifting back to that moment when the lights went off…how she wished they had stayed off for much longer. Picturing what could happen if they had just had more time. She wanted so badly to do more than squeeze his hand and smile… Just the thought of it excited her.

Then, at that moment who’s group should come into the room but his. She craned her neck to see if he was still there, and in that instant, their eyes met. The moment was electric and time slowed down as they gazed at each other, blind to everything around them. He had obviously been looking for her too she realized. She wasn’t the only one who felt it!

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Do you trust me? Part 1 (M/f mental domination, humiliation, public)

Shannon blushed as she approached the kink shop. She’d always been too nervous to go into one before, and at this moment she wished herself anywhere else in the world. She opened her mouth to make another plea, but a look from her Dom Damien made her shut it again and she stifled a whimper.
They reached the door and he told her to open it and walk in…she hesitated. It was January and the wind was biting her exposed legs and face and blowing up her long brown coat. Of course he had commanded that she wear only a coat. She was already shivering.

Damien pulled her back from the door as soon as he saw her hesitation. Lifting her chin, he forced her to look into his eyes. “Stay here in the cold then until you are ready to be a good girl and do as I say.” he said calmly, trying to hide the amusement in his eyes. Her eyes widened, he knew how much she hated the cold! But before she could say a word in protest he stepped into the shop leaving her alone on the snowy sidewalk.

[FM] Breeding on the beach

A couple of months ago, I went on a beach trip with two of my best friends. In there, we met a group of guys who are definitely not locals, and so we made plans to get drinks by the beach that night to get to know each other more.

I already had an attraction to this one guy, let’s call him Sam, and he was a total fucking dreamboat at 6’0. And I could tell by his board shorts that he had a thick cock that I desperately wanted to ride…

By 2 AM, we were all baked from the weed and buzzed from the drinks, and my bffs were close to passing out, as well as Sam’s group. Sam and I have been flirting like crazy the entire time, and we bonded over the same sense of humor. Sam asked me if I wanted to continue hanging out so I said yes, knowing full well that we were gonna end up fucking. I helped my drunk bffs go back to our room, and Sam herded his friends back to theirs as well.

Gene Therapy [Sci-fi][MF][Constructive Criticism][Reader participation encouraged]

Note: This is the opening segment to a potentially broader story that might include some “Choose your own adventure” elements if readers are interested. As always constructive criticism is encouraged.

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Jason let out a yawn so obnoxiously loud it would have mildly embarrassed him if he wasn’t completely alone. The atrium was cavernous large and finely furnished. The walls were paneled with varying shades of sandstone brick, and the floors were covered in a rich, intricately patterned red carpet. It looked more like the entrance to a fine hotel and rather than the corporate laboratory it was.

Jason spun around in his swivel chair, stopping himself back in front of the table they stationed him at and glanced down at his notes.

It had been nearly 3 weeks since they began advertising the clinical trials. The director had given him a list of several names that tentatively agreed to participate, but not a soul had shown up. To be fair he had heard the ad they were broadcasting… *Participate in the advancement in genetic technology! Seeking female volunteers for clinical research! Help discover a cure for sexual performance anxiety and sexual dysfunction. Eligible volunteers will receive tax-free compensation for each trial they participate in.*

[M]y neighbor[F] made me cum with her feet

So this happened couple of weeks ago. In April, I had moved to a new city and found myself an apartment in the quite part of the town. The new apartment was mostly made up of families with kids and a few singles like me but i never really met anyone except through the whatsapp group.

Fast forward to a couple of weeks ago a Sunday morning, one of my neighbors, Jana texts in the group asking for some household item and the group got busy mostly saying they did not have what she was asking for and i did not pay too much attention to it. Later in the afternoon while coming back after a long bike ride and winding up to the entrance of the apartment, I see a woman struggling to move in 3-4 big boxes and a cloth hanger while trying to keep the door open. I get down off my bike and ask her while keeping a distance if she needs a hand in my broken German. And she ignores me and keeps trying to keep the door open while balancing a box and the cloth hanger and trying to get inside and I just hang back and watches her in amusement. After struggling for a while longer she gives up and hands me a box without even looking at me or saying anything.

[M]y first sexual experience was with a daddy do[m] from Grindr. With pics :)

To start, I’m not a writer so this might be terrible. I’m just trying to write it down somewhere and thought why not here. Jump to ++++++++++ if you want to skip to the me getting spanked bit.

I guess I should describe myself. I’m a 5″10 skinny athletic 22 year old white guy. I dress very casually and am normally the person in any group conversation to just be silent listening to what others are saying. You’ll see what I look like in some pictures later.

The dom I end up meeting (who I will call Nick) was an athletic older white man in his 50s. He was surprisingly quiet but was very comforting as I never felt in danger at any point while with him.

Around The World In A Single Day [MMF]

Hello again dear readers, I’m chronicling some of the experiences my wife and I have had in the lifestyle during our long marriage together.

Some of our best and hottest experiences have been with my co-workers. I recently wrote about our initial experiences with Mike, a close friend and colleague who my wife seemed to really like, especially his taste.

The next chronicle will be about Rick, a very handsome ladies man who favored Russell Crowe in looks.

Rick was also divorced but he had multiple younger girlfriends who kept him company and I know he enjoyed every minute of that.

Rick and I had been on projects together and had spent quite a bit of time together, especially on the road. Working together during the day and then going out later for dinner and entertainment made for a pretty close bond. We talked about many different things and one day the subject of blowjobs came up.

One of his younger GFs was apparently absolutely terrible at giving head. He detailed how bad she was with things like teeth scraping, not being able to take it deeply and just a general lack of enthusiasm.

All [M]y hookups #28 – The Partnered Powerli[f]ter (guess I’m a bull now)

**Background**

My wife agreed to an open marriage about a month ago, so I signed up for Tinder. I wasn’t expecting much, but I was willing to wait for something good. I wanted someone close who I could see frequently, rather than a bunch of hit-or-miss hookups. To my surprise, I matched with J. after only a few days, and we hit it off really well. She seemed to tick all of my boxes, since she was within walking distance from my apartment, really smart and witty, and of course hot. I like strong women (like, physically strong) so the fact that she was a powerlifter was quite attractive. I couldn’t wait to feel her deltoids (my favorite muscle group <3).

You know what’s humiliating? Meeting someone to get skullfucked the day *after* he fucks you at a party [F23] [FM] [FMM] [group]

Alternate title: Fucking every single guy at a vaccinated party (F23)

## Saturday: Jul 3

At this point, my pussy was sore as hell. My whole body was starting to ache. This wasn’t necessarily more sex than I was usually having, not with my flatmates and boyfriend using me regularly, but I was still feeling sore from [Sam’s frozen dildo](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/p0ii8n/day_4_of_hopping_from_bed_to_bed_for_an_entire/) and [George’s drug-assisted fucking](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/p2h4c8/i_spent_a_week_hopping_from_bed_to_bed_after/).

“How was your night?” my boyfriend texted me in the morning.

“An army recruiter? Really?”

“Glad you liked it!”

I left him on read. I wasn’t going to deign him with a reply.

Over lunch, I received an address and a time, but no name. George was very interested to hear what I’ve been up to this whole week, which got him hard enough for one last fuck before he reluctantly left for work in the afternoon. Sure, he was very obviously interested in recruiting me for the armed forces, but he really knew how to pamper a woman.