[MF] My (22M) Drunk Encounter with a Hot Asian FWB (21F)

The story goes back to my college days when I first met Sarah. A little bit about Sarah, she is 5’3″, Asian, with long dark brown hair. She has an overall toned body from playing tennis and as I learn to find out, a pair of full C breasts and a perfect ass for her slim figure. I was an Engineering Faculty Club executive in my 3rd year and we met during one of the orientation events on campus.

I was busy for most of the night helping to run the event. As the event wrapped up, I was cleaning up some papers while the attendees were left to socialize and found Sarah wondering by a presentation table, away from the rest of the crowd.

“Are you looking for something?”, I asked.

“Oh uh, no I was just waiting for my friend.”

It started with a fairly dull and casual conversation, but she had definitely caught my eye. Not to be stereotypical, but there really aren’t that many hot Asian girls in this faculty. Turns out she wasn’t in Engineering, but came with a friend to check out the event. Her friend had disappeared to socialize and Sarah didn’t know anyone so she was just trying to kill some time while the friend returned. I actually knew the other girl and there was an afterparty that we all planned to go, so I took my shot.

I’(M) New to town and get invited to a party (Non-Fiction, [Group], Humiliation)

This is my first story on offer. My stories all have a bunch of preamble, I just like re-living the situations that led to the sexy events as well as the event. If you don’t care much for my descriptions and preamble, there’s a “>>>Sexy Story begins here” line. Names have been changed.

Before my manslut days began, I (M19 at the time) was still very shy around girls and people in general. I wouldn’t say I was beta or anything, I had a few friends who were girls, I could talk to people if I absolutely had to, but I had the standard edition “I’m never going to get laid” mindset that a young guy tends to obsess over. For the record, by this time I had messed around a bit and wasn’t a virgin anymore, but my experience was still very vanilla and limited. I had just moved to a new town for school, and had spent my first day trying to figure out which rooms all of my classes were in. I was frazzled and felt lost when I stumbled into my last class before the lunch break. The room was already pretty full, and I froze, not knowing where to sit.

[MMF] The Very Best of Friends

Names have obviously been changed to protect the guilty, but I assure you this is all 100% true.

When I was 18, I was part of a small but incredibly tight-knit group of friends; two boys and two girls. Me, Michael, Chloe, and Laura. This is two stories in one, and it’s a little long, but it deserves to be told in its entirety.

The four of us had quickly bonded in our Sixth Form common room over a love of rock music, and spent most weekends with each other in one the small, safe, dull towns in which we all lived. We weren’t big drinkers and we weren’t particularly enamored of drugs, but we were open to experimenting. And one weekend, these factors all combined to change the dynamic of our group forever.

When my parents went out of town and my brother filled the house with his pot-dealing friends it seemed rude not to invite everyone over. Chloe couldn’t make it, but soon Michael, Laura and I were giggling in the garden, stoned to the point that inhibitions were a distant memory and drunk in that way you only get drunk at 18; buzzing off three drinks and convinced you’re the most inebriated person that’s ever lived.

[Group] Regretting the Swap!

At the end of my first semester in Nursing school, I hooked up with two fellow nursing students who were room mates, Connie and Christy. Connie and I had been flirting back and forth the entire semester. The week before finals, and in the middle of an Artic snow storm, Connie and I hooked up and decided to become Fuck Buddies. We spent a great four days together during the snow storm. We both realized that we were very compatible when it comes to sex. So, I invited her to my Fraternity formal the following February. It was out of town at an All Inclusive Resort. Connie said she had the perfect Little Black Dress for the formal.

[Group] Adventures in swinging: Broke the condom rule & possibly more

In the spirit of the overall darkness many of us are coping with at the moment, I thought I’d share a bit of a guilty confession and also a submission for the November contest all in one. Hopefully it’ll be cathartic for me and hopefully it’ll serve as a welcome distraction for the rest of you perverts. This is a continuation of [my story involving my threesome](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/j320kb/mff_adventures_in_swinging_first_threesome_with/) with Beth (my then-gf) and Kara (a wife AND girlfriend). During this time my girlfriend and I had just begun to explore open relationships and group sex, and we were having the time of our lives. What we didn’t really anticipate was that open relationships can still have rules and that breaking those rules can feel just as bad as cheating in a monogamous relationship.

I turned my gay friend bi, he turned my boyfriend bi, and they turned me into a sperm bank [MMF]

So my I was hanging out with my gay friend one night at my bf’s and my apartment, just watching a show sitting on the couch. My bf got home late from work and started hanging out with us. He was talking about how work was stressing him out and everything, so I offered to get us all some drinks so we could wash it down! Haha so I went into the kitchen and my bf (Eric) followed me, telling me he wishes he could release some stress all over my face lol, making lots of sex jokes and flirting lmao. But obviously we couldnt because my friend (Paul) was over, but it didn’t stop me from getting horny! I wished I could’ve had him right then and there but we knew we had to wait until Paul left. But maybe we didn’t…. ;)

The Change

It’s been a couple of weeks since I woke up… different. I think. Same room, same roommate, same family, but conflicting memories. Instead of being on the basketball team at my local community college, I was on the sidelines as a cheerleader. Instead of banging my hot roommate (and sometimes her friend), we stayed up late with the latest gossip. Instead of buying condoms every now and then, I had a ritual with birth control. Same major, same group of friends, even had the same reputation. Sexually, at least. 

I keep going back and forth, less and less sure if my other memories are just fantasy, or dreams. Or if they were real. But that doesn’t make sense. You don’t go to sleep as a guy one night, then wake up as a girl the next. Breasts suddenly inflating on your chest, muscle tone shifting across your body, hair suddenly growing long. And the genitals, certainly the cock I remember, the one I played with since it first became hard until I started sharing it with anyone who would take it. That wouldn’t switch into the slick slit between my legs?

COVID lockdown has woke up a Whole New Level of Slut within me (39 years old) [F]. Now planning an intense sex session…

I am 39 years old now and single. But I have a very active sex life. I have fucked around a lot and have variety of sexperiences. But I slowly decreased my sluttiness. Still had regular sex until COVID. But after the lockdown, I went dry for over 3 months. I tried porn, sex toys, masturbating and even virtual sessions with a few of my friends. But nothing could satisfy me and I was hungry for a real cock.

In June, 3 of my colleagues (who were all in their 20s), were looking for a place to stay as their PG hostel was shutdown. Hence, I invited them to stay with me until they find a new place. They stayed with me for an entire month. I had a lot of sex during their stay. I fucked all of them. Mostly they took turns to keep me satisfied throughout the day. But we also had many group sessions as well. We played a lot of kinky games and dares that included flashing, striping, teasing, seduction, exhibitionism etc. There were also occasional guests during some days. I never had so much sex in the past 4 years.

[MF] One Last One Night Stand

Halloween weekend always brings up a fun spank bank memory for me. 9 years ago on Halloween weekend was the last time I hooked up or fucked someone other than my now wife. I didn’t know this would be the last time, but I did go all out.

My friends and I went out for an all day Halloween bar crawl. As the day turned into night, people in my group started dropping like flies. Me and of my buddies were determined to stick it out until the bars closed. I started to lose him though when he started to talk to some girl. That’s when I noticed this girl’s sexy friend dressed as slutty Minnie Mouse. She was roughly 5 foot tall, thick with a big ass which was looking amazing in her leather pants, and a polka dot tube top that showed off her soft but flat stomach and massive tits. Her dark hair and tan skin made her red lipstick and green eyes pop. I decided to take a shot and go talk to her and play wingman. Turns out she had just moved down south from New York and was full blown Italian. She had only been in our city for a week so everything was new to her. We start talking some more and she tells me her name is Gina.

I tease, but I follow through… [FMM]

I never thought I’d be one to enjoy being with two guys. A guy and a girl? Definitely, best of both worlds, right? But two dicks honestly seemed overwhelming. I do love attention though…

Skip to the line for sex, but read from the top if you love steamy buildup as much as I do.

A friend of my boyfriend’s (we’ll say my boyfriend is Tyler and his friend is Dylan) invited us to go with him and some of his other friend’s to the casino for his birthday. We don’t gamble, but thought, what the hell, there’s food and booze at casinos, so it’ll be fun. I was especially excited, because every opportunity to go out somewhere is an opportunity to show off my body and flirt with new people. I can admit that I’m a bit of a tease, but I just love the rush of making someone want me. My boyfriend knows of my slightly slutty tendencies. I never leave without him, so he’s fine with it.