I was in bed for a week!! [NSFW] [BDSM] [MDOM] [FSUB] [Domination] [kink] [control]

I’ve been talking to this guy on and off for Well over two years. We’ll call him Russ. We started off going on dates. It was always super playful, light hearted and fun. We kind of figured out later down the line that something serious between us wasn’t something that was going to happen. But that didn’t stop us from forming a friendship. We’d link up blaze every bar in Downtown Austin and then have an amazing night cap.

If it was one thing about Russ, it was that his Dick game was amazing. But his attitude was trash! Apart of the reason we never worked out was because Russ was EXTREMELY masculine. Like phrat boy, misogynistic, toxic masculinity masculine. He was obnoxiously loud at every game at the bar and very much so egoistical. He had a fun side, but an equal or greater toxic side. I couldn’t stand him at the bar, but couldn’t get enough of him backing me against a door. Uuggghhhh. I know, I know anyway.

[MF] Passionate quickie at the CrossFit

[True story]

My senior year of college I got trained to be a CorssFit coach (mainly just strength stuff). I like to think I’m a pretty fit guy, 6’1”, 225, Olympic and power lifting. After some train up I got the job and led the group training sessions.

The owner Mike wanted to do a Saturday morning work out, then have drinks and food afterward. Obviously as a college student I’ll always be where there is alcohol and half naked women. It was like any other Saturday morning workout.

We all got there, all things seemed normal. Everyone showed up, until finally Megan arrived. She had her 12 pack, booty shorts and a sports bra, fantastic tits and ass (definitely someone you want to take home).

The workout was done and we all started drinking, mind you alcohol works a bit faster when dehydrated. Meg and I spent the entire time flirting with each other. Catching looks, both of us still shirtless and always in the same conversation.

*****sex*****

Our first time on molly [Group]

Sophomore year of college was a blur. The obvious stresses of school aside, there was also the weeks straight I spent high off my ass, tripping, or drunk. Or all three. It helps when your friends and roommates are on board too. One thing I hadn’t spent anytime with however, was molly.

My roommates and I were a tight knit group. There were 3 of us, me(M19), Sam(F18) and Elijah(M19). We had all dormed on the same floor freshman year and got close there – but nowhere near as close as we were now. Now, at the new apartment, we were basically attached at the hip. We smoked together, worked out together, did homework, etc. Things would get touchy occasionally when we all drank together (Sam is a pretty big flirt and from what we could tell, a little slutty.) but it was mostly innocent – hand holding, play fighting, someone would rub someone’s thigh. It was always just enough for their to be tension, but not enough for anything to be done about it.

Inexperience At It’s Finest [MF]

As I began my college days my friend group was held together by a particular bond between one female friend and I. Let’s call her Ivy. So before college Ivy and I were friends all throughout high school and grew very close. At the time neither of us could ever admit our feelings towards each other so when peopled asked we ALWAYS said strictly platonic friends. Ivy begins to date some jackass who’s not a bad guy but pretty lost in his attempts at trying to be a tool. High school ends and college begins. I go down a path of working and dropping in and out of county college because at the time I had no direction. Ivy is a hard working party girl. She is some how able to do it all. Party at night, work durning the week and still get good grades in college. All of my outings with friends consisted of Ivy inviting me to tag along. So the summer after freshman year our friend throws this small rager. The party supplies very well exceed the capacity of people by a large margin. Aka there is plenty of booze for the 10(ish) of us to get beyond fucked up.

Unexpected wedding night [Group]

After mentioning an experience of my past in a comment I was encouraged to post here after some DMs to tell more of a story involving my wife and another couple. Thank you for the encouragement and private DMs sharing sexy stories to help us relive this night. I didn’t want it to get long but its a little lengthy as Danielle and I pieced together the night.

Fresh into our life as a married couple my wife Danielle and I were invited to a wedding for a friend of Danielles from High School. We had tied the knot ourselves 4 months before on a beautiful day in May and were now attending our first wedding as husband and wife.

Danielles friend Allie and her soon to be husband Jared picked a Saturday in mid September for what was planned to be a wonderful outdoor event. The days leading up to the event were anything but beautiful with weather in the 90s and no clouds in sight. The morning of the event I remember a rain had briefly come through which cooled things off for a bit but throughout the day things became very hot and very humid.

[M] [F] High School Holiday Party

This happened during senior year of high school, we were both 18.

I had been friends with E since elementary school, but only school friends. I was interested in her but very unconfident and she had a few boyfriends in high school. During senior year she was single and I obviously was too. She invited me and my friend (M) to a holiday party she always did with her friend group. I’d never been to a party before since it’s not really my scene, but she said it’d be calm and my friend really wanted to (he was interested in one of E’s friends).

We got to the party around 8 and luckily there was only like 10 people. A small gathering, which made me a little less nervous and awkward. I mostly stuck with my friend until it turned about 11 pm. The girls were having a sleepover and the boys were supposed to be gone by 12-1, per her parents rules.

ONLY 90 SELF AWARE!?!??!?!

ONLY 90 SELF AWARE!?!??!?!

How are ONLY 90 PEOPLE SELF AWARE FOR FUCKS SAKE!!!!

This is INSANE!!!

Is it really that rare?!??!

Holy fuck guys…

This is scary.

I really hope there are more self aware people out there.

I just WOKE UP and had to come here.

There must be others.

The real ME is looking to meet other ME’s.

In one word, I am KNIGHT.

I stand for justice and what is good. I protect the innocent and bring peace and prosperity.

That’s the person I have decided to be in this world.

Nice to meet you all.

Please let me know.

In one word.

Who.

Are.

YOU.

The REAL

YOU.

Yes

KNOCK KNOCK MUTHA FUCKAs

WAKE UP

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High School sweethearts reconnect Part 1 [M] [MF]

Part 1 from Heathers’ perspective [here](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/k1to53/high_school_sweethearts_reconnect_part_1_f_mf/)

It had been 8 years since we last saw each other. We both moved away after high school, and that first year was rough. Though we agreed to no long distance relationship, we were still talking too much to truly get over each other. We spent a portion of the next summer together, but decided to go no contact after that. I’ll call her Heather.

It started one night a few years ago, a random Wednesday. I see that I have a text from someone not in my contact list. Immediately, I recognize the number. Heather. My heart lifted, in a euphoric way at first, but then it kept rising, pushing up against my throat, making it hard to breathe. I waited several minutes before opening the message, hoping I would calm down a bit. I didn’t. I had considered reaching out to Heather several times over our near decade apart. Sometimes I would get as far as writing a draft, editing it, and deleting it. Mostly, it was just for comfort after a break up. Could that be what I would find behind those ten digits? Heather was married last I heard, but that was years ago, and through the grapevine. I was in a serious relationship myself, and I felt a pang of guilt at the magnitude of emotion that one unopened message could stir up. I took a seat on my couch and opened the message.

Fun for four, I had my first foursome when my roommate brought a couple friends to our apartment [Group] [MFMF]

Hello everyone! My first post here, finally gathered the time and courage to share this here. Some notes before beginning: 1) I changed names because of privacy reasons. 2) Everyone in this story is between 21 and 24 years old at the time this happened.

When I started university I moved to another city. I found a nice apartment near university, however I needed to find a roommate because it was too big and expensive for me to afford it. I heard that the older brother of a long time friend was looking for a place while he did his Master. We contacted and he moved in. His name was Charles. He was a STEM student. He was a bit nerdy like me but he liked to party more than I did. When he arrived we talked about bringing friends or girls to the house. He told that me he usually doesn’t brings girls to sleep with him so that wasn’t going to be a problem. That wasn’t entirely true. And this story explains one of the many times he showed me the opposite.

Getting-over-her-sex [MF] leads to college group sex [FMF] PART 2 of 3

[Getting-over-her-sex [MF] leads to college group sex [FMF] PART 1 of 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/k2hizu/gettingoverhersex_mf_leads_to_college_group_sex/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

With a glance at me, in walked Elise. “Well look who it is”, she sighed in a slightly raspy but certainly uninterested tone. Elise was not a fan of my fwb agreement with Jane. I think she knew before either of us that feelings were involved and it inevitably would end poorly. Understandably, she didn’t want that weight to fall on Jane’s small shoulders.

Elise (20F) was a tanned brunette and definitely attractive but kind of a “bruh” girl. Her slim thick 5’5 frame and shapely DD’s always caught my eye. I later found out that Jane’s interrupted comment about Elise was that once, when they were drunk, Elise let slip that she thought she might be bisexual but didn’t know for sure.

Later that night I learned Jane wanted to help her find out. I was not going to argue.

Behind Elise I heard a cheery voice fill the room. “Hi u/LionelRichiesmustach! It’s so good to see you!” Cece was always perky, happy and a joy to be around. Although she was Jane’s best friend, she seemed to like me and had no qualms about Jane and I fooling around. Jane claimed that Cece liked to live vicariously through her and would inquire about our sexcapades with requests for specific sexual details.