I [F] fucked at a nudist hot spring

My mind wandered back today to an exciting trip I had at a nudist hot spring last year, so I figured I’d let the Reddit community in on it.

It really just started out as just a camping trip. The guy I was hooking up with at the time, let’s call him Jeff, was the ideal man to go on a camping trip with. He was easy-going, strong, owned about everything from REI and of course, attractive and as sexually adventurous as me. When Jeff shared the options for places we could go, he brought up this “one nudist hot spring that might freak me out but is pretty awesome” Obviously, that sold me. I was fairly into lifting at this time — so I was very toned and feeling no qualms about the nudity.

He stuck his finger in my butthole after goodbye happy hour of internship [FM] – F22

Last year, I interned at a very large accounting firm. I did not enjoy it except for the last day.

We had a goodbye happy hour for all of the interns in our group. A few people from other tax groups joined in. One senior manager who I’d seen in the elevator a few times during my internship was there. He was nice and kinda hot but quiet.

Well a few drinks in him and he was like a different person.

We took the happy hour to another bar, and then to another bar and then to a karaoke bar. More people left at each stop so by the time we were at the karaoke bar it was like 4 of us. Me, two senior managers and a senior.

He offered to drive me home but before we even got to his car we were making out on the sidewalk. I had to stand on my tip toes just to put my arms around his neck. He was feeling me all over, my butt, my breasts, my waist. He picked me up to make out with him so it’d be easier on me. Hoootttttt

I [F] Play a Drinking Game with 4 Hockey Players [Group]

This happened in my first year of college. I was casually dating a guy, Colin. He was exactly what I was looking for at the time – the jock type – tall and strong. 6 years older. He played hockey and spent most of his time with his friends which was fine with me.

For Valentines weekend he asked me to come to the neighbouring city to watch his hockey game and cheer him on. We would spend the weekend there together and stay in a hotel. I couldn’t wait for my romantic weekend getaway with my man.

But I never really got it, because all the time he wanted to hangout with the guys on the team. He would bring me around the other guys and it would just be awkward for me while they did guy stuff and i was bored silly.

The day of the game was fun though. I watched his game and cheered him on. They won the game and he scored a goal. I was so proud of him. Then I went out for drinks with him and his whole team.

One Girl’s Hell, pt 2

If I’m being honest with myself, the first few weeks (or were they months?) of my ‘eternal torment’ were quite unpleasant. With minimal rest between the two succubi, followed by a long tongue slithering deeper and deeper into me, or hundreds of tentacles writhing around and through me, or the relentless pounding of the other succubi’s massive cock, I felt as though I was going to completely break. They never seemed to play with me at the same time, but the tentacles generally made an appearance with every session.

Somehow, I managed to become used to the near constant fucking, and even looked forward to their attempts at torture. I found myself requiring less and less sleep, until I eventually stopped with that pointless waste of time all together. Every now and then I’d lose consciousness during a session, and that appeared to be all the rest I needed. Eventually, I even found myself wanting more, not that I’d ever bring it up with them. Who knows what else they could come up with?

Sandra Fucks Me in a Park [MF]

I was at a rooftop bar with my friend James when I saw her dancing with her friends. She was about 5’5 with dark brown hair and had a curvy figure. She had on light red lipstick and gold hoop earrings that shun under the roof’s hanging lights. James and I were sitting at a table that had several empty beer bottles on it. We were both tipsy and were looking around at the crowd that had formed on the roof. House music blared from two large speakers where a DJ spun records on a stage.

My eyes locked with hers and she gave me a flirtatious smile. I smiled back and knew I had to get her number before I left the bar for the night.

“Wow! She is hot,” James said in awe. I turned to see who he was talking about and saw a leggy raven-haired woman. She was drinking a cocktail with several women at the bar counter.

“You should walk over and talk to her,” I said to James. James’ eyes were still on the woman as he nodded in his head in agreement.

A coat rack has sex with a hat. Honestly idek with this one lmao.

I was diagnosed with a rare form of erectile dysfunction. Lignum phallus inordinationem. The disease is found in only 2 out of every 1 trillion people. I am unable to have an erection. When I become sexually aroused my whole body stiffs up and I transform into a coat hanger. 

I was horribly desperate for some kind of treatment for my disorder. I was willing to turn anywhere. Online I found a support group that met near where I live. 

“We have a little group that meets Mondays and Thursdays”, my email correspondent told me “I would love to see you there some time.” 

 When I arrived for the meetings I discovered people who suffered just like me. They faced medical dilemmas I had never thought possible. There was a man whose penis would transform into an elephant trunk and then he would ejaculate butterflies instead of cum. There was a woman with breasts that would transform into watermelons and then fall off. She wouldn’t cum unless someone ate them. Another lady said that she had no vagina at all. Only a lump. She said she would cum when people played with her hair. It was insane and with my special form of erectile dysfunction I fit right in.

My [F]irst experience cuckholding.

Ok, I don’t have much shame admitting that I’m a slut, bordering on nympho. I love sex, it’s my main hobby pretty much. I’ve always enjoyed having guys and girls interested in me, especially when I felt like they were out of my league!

Now, this main hobby of mine is a lot of fun of course, but the biggest problem I have is with relationships and commitment. I’m very fickle, I change my mind ALL the time, I can be riding someone’s cock one night, but be bored of them the next. Needless to say, I lack the willpower and commitment to be in a relationship, I just don’t want to be tied down to one person!

Be that as it may, there have been some guys, and a single girl who has wanted to pursue a relationship with me. Ever since my third relationship I have been flatly saying No. It’s better that way, for everyone involved.

But I didn’t have that wisdom a few years ago, and while I did still warn them about, well, me, they insisted, so I caved. None of them lasted more than 4 months, the longest WAS 4 months. During this time though, he was very… ‘Interested’ in my sex life, we’ll call him Dean.

The Guys Only Orgies [MM] [Group]

Before Craigslist personal ads were shut down, I found a posting advertising for an all guy orgy. I lived in the Chicago suburbs at the time and this ad was for a regular orgy located at a hotel in the western suburbs. It was advertised as a weekday afternoon orgy starting at 3 pm and ending at 8pm if I remember correctly.

To sign up for the orgy, you had to go to a private link, give an email address, confirm the email, then they would send you the location. The rules were very specific, designed for anonymity, discretion, privacy, and security of the attendees. Once you knew the location of the hotel and room number, you were welcome to come and go during the event. You knocked lightly on the door, they let you in and you had to strip naked immediately and provide a $10 donation.

Gay porn would be playing in the hotel suite and it was anything goes as long as you had the consent of those you were with. Throughout the suite, there were jars of condoms, packets of lube, mints, wipes, and other assorted needs.

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 4, Part 1 – Stacey [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Dubcon] [Public sex][Plot heavy]

**Stacey**

I refrained from laughing in triumph. He could hang up and never respond again.

“Mr. Damasio, I´m Hamilton! The gal who found your Porsches. And the niece.”

The next time he answered, he didn´t sound any more moderate.

“I remember knockers that might have been more enjoyable than those cars if somebody wasn´t demure! Why don´t I see anything, babe? If you got it, show it!”

“Mr. Damasio, I was snatched! I´m in Princess Tower since September and I finally swindled them, so I could call you. I need to hear… About everything.”

Bohemian-to-the-last-moment Hugo becomes as articulate as in those moments you ask him to sign a check.

“Fellow internal security boy, it´s an honor to be inspected… I screwed up, didn´t I? I should have gone with it and tell fellows at Fraternal poli…”

“Hugo Damasio, you are not scammed! If that is what you think when you are contacted by a distressed smart hottie, who was dreaming about you for two and half months, I begin to see, why you were wasting your time making money, bolstering the mammon. It was a replacement for the missing heart and charm.”

Not going to end how you expect, Vegas MILF part 2 [Group]

Part 2 of this story

40yo MILF vegas visitor get more then expected [group] from gonewildstories

Again cheating and heavy drug usage so you have been warned.

So after BF finished Lucy off we took a breath and headed to the living room to party more. Remember the other couple? The ones that came in with my BF they were still in the house. The girl had cleared the mirror of any coke left and was drinking a bud light.

Me and Lucy went to the couch still naked. BF came out of the bathroom completely naked. Now BF was an asshole, but hot as fuck. He lived off protein shakes, boiled chicken and coke. He was tall, six three, muscular and kinda looked like Chris Evans. BF was also hung I measured more then once and he was 8.25 inches long and 7 inches around.

When the other girl (kay) saw him she literally stared at him. Her guy (Mike) said something, but Kay took her look and said something like she felt overdressed. Kay was a typical colleague age sorority girl (UNLV), Dyed blonde hair, brown eyes, kinda curvy. She was wearing jeans and a loose fitting revealing top. Mike looked like a normal college dude, brown hair, brown eyes, normal build. Paul continued the business with them, she was looking for 12 tabs of molly for a party.