[Group] I’m not sure Zoom classes are conducive to better learning

So this is more of a funny anecdote than a steamy hot story, but I thought I’d share it.
I’m in college, or rather university, and like most people my lectures are done through Zoom. It has it’s pros and cons, but more importantly it makes it easier then ever to masturbate “in” or at least during class; I’m not sure under which of the two categories that falls under. I’d never actually done it before, but a drunken video call with three friends the night before, ended in a challenge involving the deed in question. The only female in our group said that if the three of us did it, cameras on (as in camera on our faces, not jacking off in plain view) she would flash her tits on camera.

Being three, horny, teens naturally we accepted, and the next morning I’m in the lecture wearing nothing but a t-shirt, and naked from the waist down. Now it’s a lot harder then it seems to keep a straight face while you’re wanking, and looking at all the other students camera feeds my friends stood out, red faced, and trying, rather unsuccessfully to look normal.
Our female friend was having a similar problem, she couldn’t stop herself from laughing, and she eventually turns off her camera.

Bumping into my ex on vacation leads to the best blowjob I’ve ever had [MF] Part 2

[Read Part 1 here ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lchk2u/bumping_into_my_ex_on_vacation_leads_to_a_week/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

This is part 2 of the sexual adventures I got stuck into after bumping into my ex on vacation. Part 1 is linked above for anyone interested.

I was rudely awakened by loud rays of sunlight that snuck through the gaps between the blinds and invaded the room.  Riley was still fast asleep, her body practically glowing as the light painted her with a garish golden hue.

7.30 am — I read off my phone, that and just the one message from Wesley – a wink. The man was a damn poet. I was always a morning person, much to the bane of all my previous girlfriends, Riley included. I only pulled on my shorts, with my boxers no where in sight & began to tip toe out of the room, noticing a large wall-clock in the corner next to Riley’s dresser, unaware of how important it would later become.

With the full extent of my hangover quickly setting in, I headed to the kitchen. “Thank God”, I exclaimed to myself holding a bag of ground coffee.

Desiring My Roommate Part 5 [MF]

After going down on Beverly, I couldn’t get her out of my head. My cock would instantly get hard as I thought about her sweet pussy. I wanted to taste it again and play with her wonderful clit in my mouth. However, Beverly’s work hours increased at the retail store that she worked at, so I didn’t see much of her. I would come home from school and would hope to see her on the couch in her shorts but that was not the case.

I spent my nights masturbating to Beverly. I jerked off to her sexy body and her pussy every night. My wastebasket was filling up with tissues that I shot my cum into. Even though masturbation helped somewhat, it just wasn’t enough. I wanted to touch Beverly and have her mouth on my cock.

At school, my desire was worse as I looked at the women in my classes. Many of my classes were focused on small group work and I was always paired up with women. I had no problem talking to them or discussing the work, but it was difficult not to look at their cleavage or legs. The summer was in full swing and my classmates were wearing fewer and fewer clothes each day. I found myself staring at legs, feet, and even hard nipples that poked against the shirts of many of the women in my classes.

Desiring My Roommate Part 5 [MF]

After going down on Beverly, I couldn’t get her out of my head. My cock would instantly get hard as I thought about her sweet pussy. I wanted to taste it again and play with her wonderful clit in my mouth. However, Beverly’s work hours increased at the retail store that she worked at, so I didn’t see much of her. I would come home from school and would hope to see her on the couch in her shorts but that was not the case.

I spent my nights masturbating to Beverly. I jerked off to her sexy body and her pussy every night. My wastebasket was filling up with tissues that I shot my cum into. Even though masturbation helped somewhat, it just wasn’t enough. I wanted to touch Beverly and have her mouth on my cock.

At school, my desire was worse as I looked at the women in my classes. Many of my classes were focused on small group work and I was always paired up with women. I had no problem talking to them or discussing the work, but it was difficult not to look at their cleavage or legs. The summer was in full swing and my classmates were wearing fewer and fewer clothes each day. I found myself staring at legs, feet, and even hard nipples that poked against the shirts of many of the women in my classes.

Disabled guy here (33m). My friend-with-benefits (23f) invited 2 of her friends (25f & 19f) to join her in having their nipples worshipped by me! [Group]

I (33m) am a disabled guy with Cerebral Palsy but I never let anything stop me! I have a sky-high sex-drive and no refractory period!

Nipple worship is by far my favorite sexual activity. I could do it for hours! My friend-with-benefits (23f) even called me a “specialist”! In fact she was so impressed by my attentiveness to her nipples that she surprised me by inviting 2 of her friends (25f & 19f) to join her. I live for surprises like that!

It was one of the best hours of my life – sucking, kissing, pinching, slapping and rubbing their nipples while they moaned!

I tried to pleasure all 3 at the same time whenever possible, or keep moving between them so they all received the same amount of attention.

I was so turned on, I came hands-free!! And they orgasmed multiple times.

The absolute best part was eating whipped cream off their nipples – delicious!

[MFM] Reflections of a Consensual Voyeur

In the late 90’s I was working for a hotel in their AV department. Hotels are interesting places in that a lot of people behave in ways they wouldn’t anyone else, and I think a lot of that comes from both the security of having a room of your own, but also the impermanence of the residency. I missed out on most of that because I was in this hyper-responsible mindset, trying to make good on my first job out of college, and they’d shown us a video during orientation about all the terrible ways you could get everyone sued if you did anything deviant on hotel property. And I was really, really good, on my best behavior, and then something kind of broke between having to work through Christmas and New Year’s. Maybe it was watching folks hook up at company Christmas parties, or not getting the chance to get out and celebrate myself, but I started to find myself inclined to swiping the occasional drink from a mini-bar, or taking a nap in one of the nicer suites. Nothing criminal, but fireable offenses all the same.

(M)y worst yet shortest walk of shame [MF]

Take it easy on me first post here.

Context we are both in college and were 20 at the time.

Sexy time starts at ———————————

Every year during early February there is a big party that is hosted by one or more houses at my university.

This year we were all excited for the party and pregaming as usual me and most of my friend group are taking shots in a dorm room and overall just being average college students. Once drunk friends are coming and going from the pregame and then about 30 minutes before we leave for the party my fwb walks into the room, I’ll call her Allie (not real name). She‘s 5‘8‘‘ and very tan with F cup breast, a great ass, and the definition of a hourglass figure. She was wearing a short dress with Nylons and some short heels. We all drank a bit more then walk to the party.

I like getting fingered while I’m rolling at raves [FM]21 pt. 1

so my inbox has been blowing up since my last post about letting a random guy fuck me at an event and a lot of people have been wanting more. Unfortunately for me and you all, that was the only time that that happened for me. On the bright side, I still have a few more tame short stories that I can just clump together for you all. These events are pretty similar so I didn’t want to post any repeats / too similar stories.

When I was 20 and raving in a relationship with the same ex from my past stories, we would roll and go to events together with our friends. We went to maybe 4 events together and 2/4 of those times I would be on ecstasy, the other two I was just drunk and he would roll every time.

Last Ones at the Bar [MF]

Hi! Long time lurker, first time submitter.

Looking to submit this at a few other sites, so I’d love any feedback you have. Is it hot? Did reading this turn you on? Does it flow well? Is the plot clear? Is it believable? Is it too flourish-y? Is the grammar acceptable-ish? Does everything make sense? I love tipsy/drunk/stoned sex, but consent is always an issue. I like consent. Do you feel like this is consensual? And how’s the ending? I feel like it needs a bit more but…

I’d even take spelling checks! Editing is always the hard part for me.

Thanks for reading!

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We’re both at a show. It’s loud, loud like I’m-going-to-be-regretting-it-tomorrow loud. The band is…meh? They’re fine. They’re from Wisconsin. They’re loud. They’re whatever.

By now most of the people who came to the show either left, are still in the crowd but clearly regretting it, or they, like us, went straight to the bar at some point in the last hour. It’s a long show. You and I have been eyeing each other for that last hour. Of our disparate groups of friends, we are now the remaining survivors at the bar. All our friends left us: for a smoke break, weed break, a different show down the block, or just plain ditched us, whatever, and for this moment it’s just you and I at the bar in a sparsely populated bottom of the barrel venue with cheap drinks.

[b/s] [M/F/s/d] Parents Swingers Party [ incest, group sex, double penetration, sneaky]

“Linds, don’t forget you guys have to go out tonight!” My mom shouted from downstairs before heading out the front door.

It was that time again that I never understood. My parents threw a party once every couple of months and would kick my brother and I out of the house. They never told us anything about it but the house always smelled funny after and was usually a mess. Covered in weird masks and shit.

They used to send us to stay at our grandparent’s place but since they moved to a retirement home that was no longer an option. The last few times mom even booked us a hotel for the night. At first it was kinda fun. My brother Dylan and I would order a bunch of crap from room service including some booze and make the best of it.

Dylan was getting weird though. Last time I woke up with him spooning me. I didn’t really mind that much but it felt a little weird. Especially because we were naked… We drank way too much that night and I didn’t even remember what happened. All I knew was it was an awkward morning. Dylan said he didn’t remember anything either but… I could always tell when he was lying and he was most certainly lying about that.