It had been a long time since I’d been in a club like this. And I’d never gone alone before. Not until now. All I wanted was music, a drink, to sit back and watch; watch as people danced, as they fell in lust, as they drank too much, or laughed with friends. I felt the familiar sensation of the music hitting my chest the moment I walked in, and the vodka numbed my lips and warmed my body as I leaned against the bar to watch the scene unfold in front of me. Usually I wanted to be invisible, especially when attending a social event alone, an introvert to the core. But today I was feeling braver. I’d treated myself to a black suit, complete with slightly flared legs that fell around black loafers and a jacket with rolled-up sleeves over a lacy crop top. I had let my short hair go wild and it curled recklessly across my forehead, a contrast to my neat, red lips.
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My first time with a dom: she convinced me I wouldn’t need to use my safe word (Part 2) [MF]
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kfhrmt/my_first_time_being_dominated_she_taught_me/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
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Claire lay on top of me, her ass and pussy in my face while she slowly took my into her mouth inch by inch. After a few moments she sat up and raised her ass from over my face only for a brief moment to move the lace lingerie to the side, exposing herself to me.
“I want you to use your tongue on my ass,” she said.
I was sexually experienced enough, but I have to admit that I had never eaten ass at all up until this point. As Claire lowered herself onto my face I stuck my tongue out to receive her. Claire let out a moan as my tongue first made contact with her ass. Since I was still blindfolded, she was in the driver seat. She began rocking her hips forward allowing my tongue to move up and down her.
Claire was quickly becoming aroused. I could tell my parts of my chin becoming most from her precum. Knowing this, I ventured to her pussy to help with her pleasure, which is what I was being used for.
[True story] Looking for someone with an open mind to freak out with me about a miracle that I experienced on New Year’s Eve
So, let me start off by saying that my New Years Eve was nothing I could ever have anticipated. It was beyond imagination. I’m here telling this story simply because I cannot contain myself about it for even a moment, and I basically *need* to chat to someone about it who will freak out with me because, well, you’ll see…
I’m an incredibly shy, nerdy guy, and I’m not the most social or outgoing person you’ve ever met. I still live at home with my parents, and spend most of my days indoors playing video games. For a lot of my life, I did not have a close group of friends.
Shortly after high school, I did make some friends though. They were a very close group of friends of guys and girls, who had been friends all throughout their high school years, and I was very much a new addition, which made me very self-conscious, but they felt sorry for me not having any friends, and were kind enough to fully integrate me into their group.
[29F] I helped make a miracle happen on New Year’s Eve (a true story)
Happy New Year everyone! What I’m about to tell you is a true story, about something that I actually did on New Years Eve, that I pretty much cannot believe I did, and it’s still all so surreal. But it’s a fun story, I’m actually kinda proud of it, and I thought, why not share and chat to some folks about it? So that’s what I’m going to do!
Most of the story, or at least the build-up, doesn’t actually involve me, but I thought I’d tell it all anyway, beacuse it sets the stage for what eventually happened. Don’t have time to read or get your head around stuff? Well, that’s a shame, because you’re going to need to here. So let’s get started.
I’m a woman, in my late 20s, and I consider myself, well, pretty normal. I’m not some wild party-girl. I’ve never known anyone who is. I have a professional career, and all the friends I’ve ever made are normal, intelligent people with professional careers. I’ve been privileged in my life, never really struggled, and I’ve had the freedom to be whoever I want to be. Just a note: one of the things I happen to be is bisexual, with much more of a preference for women.
[Group] (FMMMMMMMM) then (FMM) I, the F, am celebrating my birthday and starting the new year right.
(I’m on the train typing on my smartphone so hopefully the formatting isn’t messed up)
The first 8 guys is a small group I’ve been with before and to help me celebrate my 21st birthday, the starting of the new year, and moving to Arizona Monday I had sex with all of them today. All the guys are 40-50 and married (wives know but never participate).
We started at 11am in one of the guys basements. It’s a finished basement, very nice, and setup for this (just wanted to mention since I didn’t want everyone to think it was one of those dreary damp cold basements). Since this one was for me I laid back on the table and had the guys feel me up. Then I started kissing one of the guys while two paid attention to my boobs, someone was licking me, and others where rubbing my legs. I was in heaven. I was turned on like crazy from this. Then I had them sit down and I sucked each of their cocks until they were hard in my mouth. Sucking dick is my passion. I also find giving blowjobs relaxes me and is a great stress reliever. Plus it makes me so wet I’m dripping. After I am satisfied I sit in a chair facing the guys deciding who gets to go first. It has always given me a hell of a rush to see a group of guys sitting in chairs knowing they are all desiring me. Sitting there patiently waiting. Waiting for their turn. It was a power trip and I loved it.
[F] 21 My New Year’s Eve Recap (aka my roommate paying up and my first lesbian experience)
Ok so as promised here’s the update from last night on the streaking bet I had with my roommate (who we’ve decided to call E, that she lost) and as the title says the very interesting events after… Bear with me cause I’m super fucking hungover right now and there are parts about last night that I straight up do not remember.
Ok so a few weeks ago E and I made the decision to host a party in our ok sized 2 bedroom apartment. We’ve had some parties before with no more than 10 people and it worked out fine and since most people were still out of town because of break and Covid. It ended up being myself, E, S (our friend from other stories), one of S’s housemates and Sorority Sisters (we can call her R), my really close friend S2 (yeah the anonymity here might get a little confusing) and her boyfriend, our friend L and her boyfriend, and two guys who live nearby and one of their girlfriends (all three of which will remain without a pseudonym for a variety of reasons…). So with 11 people total it was a really full apartment lol.
It started with an impromptu lap dance [F], it ended with [M]e losing my virginity [pt.2] [LONG]
To quickly recap [part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kny6qf/it_started_with_an_impromptu_lap_dance_f_it_ended/), I was on a school trip for a convention in New York City, when I met a kid named Dan and his older sister, Katrina. Katrina, I very quickly learned, was an unashamed slut who got off on stripping for random guys. Almost as soon as we were left alone in a conference room, she had flashed her tits, pussy, ass, and then jumped on my lap and began making out with me. We were interrupted by a convention supervisor and went our separate ways, and I was left with a bad case of blue balls. Now, I felt that the blue balls were inevitable; I had HOPED that my encounter with Katrina was going to end with a blow job or sex, but after the heat of the moment had cooled off, I told myself that she was probably just teasing me and it wasn’t going to go anywhere beyond where it had already gone.
[Group] I was repeatedly fucked in a tent by 3 guys I had just met (FMMM)
Hi Gonewildstrories!! : )
My name is Kate. I turned 23 on Christmas day. I’m curvy with jet black hair, 5’2 with 36DD breasts. I suffer from depression and PTSD, but I have been working with a psychiatrist this past year and have really gotten a handle on how to cope with these things and live a semi-normal life. From 14 to 22 my life was miserable. I’ve struggled with alcohol, drugs, body image issues, toxic relationships, and more. There have also been some truly horrific episodes in my life. Writing about them and talking with my psychiatrist have really helped to turn my life around. Despite improvements I have not been able to bring myself to date even though I really want to take that step towards a normal life.
Late night drunken romp with co worker [MF]
First post, long time reader. Thought id try and share a story to see if i enjoy it as much as reading them.
A few years ago i started my first ever proper professional job. I got sent to head office in the capital city for a week of orientation with a number of new starters. Ranged from entry level to management (I was a graduate so one of the youngest there).
First day at work was quite slow. At night everyone went for a drink after work but a few of us younger ones stayed on and had some food. One of the girls, Carly was cute enough but had a great body (I love it when girls with curves know how to dress with business attire). She was about average height, brunette, a few years older and i remember slightly bigger than normal nose. We got along but no better than anyone else. We all called it a night fairly early.
The next day at work having broke the ice everyone was alot more friendly. Work took us out to dinner and afterwards the same group decided to go get some drinks and carry on to a few bars. we all drank quite abit and the crowd thinned out until there was only Carly, myself and 2 others who were off talking to each other in a booth.
Going out without underwear made me a relentless tease [f] [exh]
I am a “good girl”. A shy 18 year old virgin none of her friends would suspect could do anything naughty. Recently, I started dressing sluttier and sluttier, having developed a craving for the male attention I get that way and most recently, I went out without any underwear for the first time. No bra, no panties.
That afternoon, I changed from my sweats into sheer black tights that got more seethrough along my thick thighs, black thigh high socks, a tight black mini skirt further shortened in the back by my big butt and a low cut black sweater that fit my big breasts tightly. Nervous about my nipples poking through at first, I put on a winter jacket that slightly covered them and headed to the bus stop.
As I got on the bus, I took my first step up with my left leg, accidentally giving the bus driver a peek up my skirt, which he seemed to enjoy.
Once at my stop, I stepped out not expecting anyone to notice something was different today, I’ve worn this outfit before, only with the addition of underwear, but immediately as I walked past a few older men, I could feel their stares on my body, as though they were undressing me with their eyes as they started holler at me and I hid my slight smile of contempt under my mask.