My first (and only) true lesbian experience [F19] [FF]

A few years ago, I was at the end of a miserable, long-term relationship. I felt lonely in the relationship and it felt like I was the only one fighting to make it work. We were living together but he just wasn’t coming home anymore and stopped answering my calls.

When I finally decided to get over it and break up with him whenever he decided to come home, I went out of town with the girls. We had a group of friends in the next major city so we hit them up and drove a few hours over.

We met at Kelly’s place, got ready and started drinking. When the other girls got there, we took a shot and left the condo. We were pretty drunk walking around downtown.

We got into the club (I don’t remember what club or if I even gave them my ID) and claimed a table. My friends got a couple of random guys to get us another round of shots and we all dispersed, dancing in all corners of the club in duos.

“…keep treating me like a slut.” [mf]

As our dear, horny readers can attest, these last 18 months have been very sexy for my girlfriend and I, despite the generally dreadfully atmosphere. Neither of us can imagine what life would have been like had we not fallen in love during the summer of ’19.

A major constant in our relationship has been that our sex life has consistently gotten richer and wilder as time has passed. The word lucky doesn’t come close to covering it. She is essentially free use for me, but she’s also nearly always horny and regularly instigates sex. The sum of our combined sex drive has been great inspiration for creativity.

In addition to exploring each other’s kinks, investing in a growing array of toys and apparel, we’ve entered the world of group play. MFM, FFM and MFMF (all safely with STI and Covid testing, etc) are now notches on our bedpost (stories for another time anyone?).

Playing well with others has only made our 1:1 time even hotter. And somehow, my perfect, beautiful, sexy girlfriend still comes up with ways to surprise me. This weekend was no exception.

A Highschool Affair [teacher, student, cheating, caught, straight, lesbian] 1/2

This is a story about a gay girl that discovers she isn’t gay… then discovers she is gay… then realizes that she is just bi, but is not really sure. Confused yet? I know I was. That girl was me.   

I was eighteen years old, and summer break was just about over. A new school year was beginning ,yet unlike most people, I was excited. Not for the reasons one could imagine, however.

I was a lesbian. At least I thought I was since I had never been attracted to the opposite sex. My room was plastered with pictures of girls, and my internet history flooded with lesbian porn. My parents figured out when I was younger that I was gay, and I believed them. It made sense, so how could I argue it? My parents were incredibly supportive, and I felt truly blessed.

That’s actually a lie.  I was attracted to one man. However, to avoid crossing into another category, I’m going to omit that part. I never told my parents about this one man though. So they were convinced I was a lesbian. Anyway…

Unforgettable Touch

My sense of direction feels as if it has been stripped away. Lost in joy and excitement. A slow drift into this abyss of beautiful music. Everyone in the club dancing the night away. My body moving freely in its motion, stripping away every pain, every worry. I had felt at peace that night. It was the night his lips tasted mine. We wanted more, even if it was forbidden. Oh god, that night.
              “Tania?” My best friends voice broke through my daydream.
“I’m sorry sweetie did you say something?” My glare still fixed on the outside. My leg twitching in anxiety.              
              “What are you so in deep thought about? And stop chewing your nails.”  Jenifer insisted giving me a worried stare into my soul. God, if she only knew.
It takes an exhausting amount of energy to keep these thoughts at bay. The club, the music, his body. Fuck I need a drink.
              “Tania! There you go again lost deep in your thoughts. What the fuck is on your mind?” My best friends pouty face demanding answers. Unfortunately, this is not something I can share with her. I wouldn’t want to ruin our friendship.
Jenifer and I are very close. We met in high school. Both of us had joined the cheer squad our freshmen year. We have been besties ever since. We tell all our secrets to each other. Well, almost all of them. I can’t, not a word about that night.
“Umm, Jen? What are we waiting for?” We sat silently staring at each other in this awkward ambience of a Café.
“Sorry baby doll I invited Justin over.” Jennifer said giving that cheesy nauseating smile she always gets when she talks about Justin. And in return I give her a what the fuck look. “Tania, please. I would really like you two to get along.”
Not long after an awkward and stressful conversation with Jenifer, I see tall dark and fuck me dirty standing behind her.
“Hey honey.” Justin said leaning over and kissing Jenifer on her cheek. “Tania? Wow it’s been a while. How are you?” He asked looking up at me.
Seriously? ‘How are you?’ Gee, I don’t know how to say this, but my panties are fucking wet and you are dating my best friend. How the fuck do you think I am? “Good and you Justin?” I could not have sounded more seductive saying his name.
We sat in the café sipping coffee like nothing ever happened. Justin smiling lovingly at Jenifer. Jenifer eating it all up, lucky bitch. I love her to death, but I feel so damn guilty over this. Even if it was a few years ago. But still. His eyes, that body.
Years ago, the night we went to the club. I remember everyone at my place taking pregame shots while I added last touches to my makeup. I was so excited for the dress I was wearing. It was a blue short sequin lace dress. This was the dress to wear tonight. I wanted to catch Justin’s’ eye. I have been crushing hard on Justin and tonight was the night I was going to make my move.
“Damn girl.” I gasped at Jenifer’s sudden voice behind me. She had walked in my room as I finished getting ready. Unnoticeably she stood behind me as I modeled the dress. “That dress looks so good. The V cut in front of the dress making those tits really pop out. Turn around, let me see the back.” Jenifer’s eyes ate up every site of me. This made me feel great. “Good your ass looks so good in that tight dress, and your thighs, yum!”
“It’s not too revealing?” I asked touching my legs.
“Not at all doll face, even I want to lick your thighs till I get to the center.”
“Oh stop.” I blushed feeling satisfied with myself.
“Listen, Tania, I needed to tell you something.” Jenifer asked in a nervous tone.
“Sure, go ahead what’s up?”
“I really like Justin. Do you think he likes me?”
The question coming out of Jenifer’s mouth was a sudden shock. “I don’t know.” I whispered trying to not sound disappointment. This sucked. When your best friend admits attraction for another that is an automatic dibs and it must be honored. But this is Justin that we are talking about. I wanted to scream, fuck! But I didn’t.
“Earth to Tania? She’s been like this all day.” Jenifer Snapped her fingers at me.  “What is wrong with you?” Jennifer said in a concerning way. Sorry but at this point I couldn’t resist him anymore. I am in a café sitting with my best friend and the guy we are both in love with. The memories of that night came rushing back to me.
The music played loud. The group of friends we had gone with all separated. Jenifer spent that night looking for Justin. But somehow, he was with me, dancing, grinding. Touching each other.
I grinded on him. Over his jeans I can feel his cock getting hard. It feels so big, I wanted to know how it would taste in my mouth.
His lips tasted so good, I wanted them all to myself tonight.
Finding a vacant VIP corner, we began stripping our cloths off like wild animals. I slid his pants off.  Getting on my knees, anxious to have his hard rod in my mouth.
His eyes, they were focused on me. He was waiting to see what I would do next. He gripped in between his shirt ripping all the buttons off. I couldn’t help myself but touch his bare chest. Feeling his smooth skin on my hands. His strong chest.
Taking off his shirt, he tied my arms up. “Do what you want.” I insisted.
“I intend to.” He said taking off his briefs and sitting down on the sofa in this VIP corner. On my knees I approached him slowly. Glaring at him. “Open your mouth.” he said sliding it slowly in. My tongue, licking, my mouth sucking. I slurped it all up from his balls to his tip. Hearing him moan. Savoring every drop. It turned me on so much. I wanted it bad, but he had full control. I could not help it but beg him. “Fuck me.”
Justin stood up and pulled me from my arms bending me over the sofa. I could feel him behind me. His tongue licking every drop of my wet pussy. Eating me up. God, I screamed that night so much.
“Tania” Their voices calling me out. But I was deep into my memories. Squeezing my thighs together feeling my pussy getting even more wet.
I resumed my thoughts. I had begged for him to slide it in. Making it all his. I wanted to feel his hot rod deep inside of me.
Slowly, I could feel his tip playing with my clitoris then sliding right in, all the way in. “Oh my god.” I moaned loud. I couldn’t help myself. He felt so big. It was so tight, yet such a perfect fit. He pulled one of my straps to my dress. With every thrust of his, my tits bounced till the slid out of my dress. Large and perky fitting perfect in his hands. Squeezing them. I wanted him so much. Harder, faster.
“Come here.” He commanded. I, so graciously, accepting. Untying my arms, they flung forward wrapping around his shoulders. “Hold on to me.” He said gripping my thighs, picking me up and pinning me up against the wall.
I gripped hard on to him. Feeling him in me again, fucking me against this wall. Fuck what is this feeling in me. He sucked on my tits has he pounded his rod harder in me. Within moments both of us, out of breath, screamed. I felt as if some electric pleasure wave coursed through me.
“Tania? Earth to Tania? You ok?” Jennifer asked snapping me back to reality.
Oh shit, I came in my panties. “I’m sorry what?”
“We wanted to ask you something very important.”
I could feel my thighs shaking with ecstasy. That felt so good. “What’s up?” I asked trying to keep my cool.
“Will you be my maid of honor?” Jenifer asked.
“Wait what the fuck?!” I freaked out.

Predicament (MMF|Incest|Fantasy)

AN – I’ve no clue what I’m doing. Maybe I’ll continue if anybody likes this, but I doubt it. Ehh, I’ll give it a shot regardless.

Alice watched as the sun passed the 12th arc. She sighed. *Another leg of walking, simply wasted. Because my fool of a brother couldn’t dodge a simple spell. A spell I had warned him about for days!*

There was nothing for it. The damage was done, and the spell would last a whole month, getting stronger and stronger before weakening out. Unless there was a High Mage to help her, there was no way to reverse the effect and Felt would just have to bear it.

Of course, “bearing” was an understatement.

[MF] Coffee with my Fiancée’s best friend

The two of us hit it off really well early on when my now fiancée introduced me to her friends. With one of them, Ash, I clicked with almost instantly. We have similar taste in music snd sense of humour. Over the time we knew eachother it slowly got to the point where we would talk a few times a week because of plans the group of us would have. Those conversations would drift from the plans to other topics, and eventually to what we liked sexually, including tips for things to try out with eachother’s significant others.

Over the three and a half years I had been with my now fiancée Ash had moved from one relationship to a new boyfriend. She found she wasn’t happy with how her new bf was in bed, which came out when her and I were meeting up for what had became a weekly meet up for coffee.

A few weeks later we met up again for coffee like we usually did and found a quiet university classroom because we didn’t want to try finding a table in the student center where we started this ritual of ours. We got in a quiet room and set up our coffees with my laptop to go through Reddit and chat.

[M]y Sexual Chronicles – Christina [f]rom college

*Hi. So I’m attempting to write an entire timeline of all of my sexual partners. I know it’s an undertaking, so bare with me. I’m doing everything I can to remember everything in order and accurately without embellishing. Some stories may be boring! I am 6’0, always have been skinny, now athletic, dark hair, white but darker skinned, and horny.*

Hi. So I’m attempting to write an entire timeline of all of my sexual partners. I know it’s an undertaking, so bare with me. I’m doing everything I can to remember everything in order and accurately without embellishing. Some stories may be boring! I am 6’0, always have been skinny, now athletic, dark hair, white but darker skinned, and horny.

In getting over my ex and searching for a new fling, I had no idea that it was right in front of my face. My chem lab partner. The irony is that I was so tunnel visioned that I spent two months working with her and not even realizing how sexy she was. Asian, very short, something like 5’1, pale skin, perky small tits with little pink nipples, and an asian ass that was flat but perky in the right jeans.

The night I [M] cheated with a coworker [F]

I’ve lurked quite a while reading everyone’s stories and figured it was time to share some of my own.

This story is from about 8 years ago and starts innocently enough at an after work happy hour with some coworkers. A group of about 10 of us met at a bar right after work. Once there we get a table and get a round of beers. I’m sitting between two of my female coworkers one we’ll call Jasmine and the other Lana both are about 5 years older than I was at the time. I’m pretty good friends with Jasmine as we had traveled together a lot for work and went out to lunch frequently. Lana, on the other hand, was more of an acquaintance that worked on a different floor yet that I admired from afar as she was quite cute. She was about 5’5 very tan, with shoulder length, straight brown hair with a few blonde highlights, big beautiful brown eyes, and a nice curvy body.

Dr. Sylvia or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Loved Being Nude Near Her Mom [MF] PART 2

Everyone mentioned is 18 years old when these events take place. [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l4ekgz/dr_sylvia_or_how_i_learned_to_stop_worrying_and/) is mostly background and has details about the first time I ate Sylvia out. Below is another 5 paragraphs of introduction, then I’m going to try to focus more on the unforgettable erotica that ensued.

It’s been a few weeks since I treated her to that no-reciprocation-necessary munch session. We’ve hung out several times, always with our other friends around too. Seems like nothing has really changed at all between Sylvia and I, which is great. We’re really good friends. And I don’t think she’s told anyone about what we did in my car that night after John’s party.

We finally ended up alone again together on a midweek evening during spring break. We’ve been hanging in a park in a larger group, spending all day working our way through some 30 racks of light beer, and now we are sitting a good 10 feet away from the rest of our friends. I spark a joint near sunset and she noticed when I took it out that I also have one more.

The affair with my work wife (FM)

*If you like this, please check out my other stories I’ve posted and stay tuned for more on this one.*

This all took place over the course of several years. My wife and I started new jobs that paid better than we ever had. Looking back, it wasn’t that much money, really, but it felt like a lot. I don’t think I’d have the space to detail all of our marital issues at the time, but it got bad and we almost got divorced.

A friend of my wife, Beth, had recommended me for my new job working for the same tech company as her. I hustled my ass off to prove myself and make sure she didn’t look bad. She was the head of a different department, but we’d occasionally grab lunch together and catch up. She was always friendly and helpful, but always kept it professional.