Black Vinyl [FF, MC, Fetish] (Part 1 of 2)

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Lights and sound saturated the room. The lights pulsed and reflecting off mirrored walls and spinning balls, sending beams and spots swirling around the room in time with the music. The sound throbbed and rhythm moved through all the bodies. The nightclub was alive with an abundance of stimulus that threatened to overload the senses. And that’s exactly what everyone came here for.

Kathryn was engulfed in the music. She was dancing and throwing her head side to side with the beat, her long brown hair flew with the motion. Her body moved with a rhythm and style that showed off her shape and told anyone watching that she was there to enjoy herself.

She was there together on the dance floor with her friends, but each in their own worlds created by the rhythm. They all smiled at each other and smiled at the guys around them.

“Kathy, I think that guy is checking you out!” Angela yelled over the music. “You think so?”

How I made $500 fucking my cousin [FM]

Ha, so this is not my proudest moment, but both my husband and a bunch of people here wanted me to write it up when I mentioned it in a comment over on ARAD. This all went down a few weeks after I started college. I went to a small college that emptied out over the weekends, and after the first weekend of sitting alone, I started inviting friends up to hang out. After the first month my cousin Jimmy was messaging me and asking what I do all weekend on campus, etc. And he said that he was going to go to this show of a band he really likes that was about 10 minutes from my campus and asked if he could crash in my dorm since my roommate would be gone.

Sure! I had no other plans and was bored. He got me a ticket and that night he picked me up. Jimmy is older than me, he’s 23, I’m 18 at this point, but he’s always been a bit of an awkward dude. He’s average height and an obsessive runner, half latino with short hair and not bad looking. We were always really close growing up and I spent a lot of time hanging out at his house when my family was being shitty.

Accident in bus. (18+) [MF]

This is a bit long, so bear with me. Also, if you want to read more of my escapades, do check my profile.

I don’t know how or when it started but ever since I was a kid, it somehow got impressed in my mind that Muslim girls are especially slutty, maybe it something I had watched in movies or heard some elders talking about in my community but it left an impression on me and as I started growing up and coming into the age when I started to notice girls, Muslim girls seemed especially sexy and porn worthy to me(which I was introduced to at an very early age) and they were a part of many of my fantasies, some in which I was fucking one or multiple Muslim girls who were either wearing a burkha or hijab. This is about one experience I shared with a Muslim girl, Hiya, when I was in school, which started with an accident.

[FM] The Time I Fucked My High School English Teacher At A Swingers Party

Hey everyone. I was told this might be a good place to tell my story. Probably don’t need to, but I’m using fake names to help protect identities. Sorry if this gets kind of long. There’s a lot to unpack!

I graduated high school about 15 years ago. While I was in school I had a teacher, Mrs Simmons, several times for a couple of different English classes including my AP English course. Over the years we became pretty familiar with each other. I had always thought she was a pretty woman. Early thirties, blonde hair, and what I suspected was a pretty nice body, but she always wore conservative and sort of baggy clothes that never showed it off. We never got too personal with each other, but I always figured she was a pretty straight laced person.

After I graduated high school I moved out of town, and met a wonderful woman who I later made my wife. After a couple of years things in the bedroom started getting a bit stale, and we decided to really spice things up and attend a local swingers party to check it out. We didn’t hook up with anybody that night, but fell in love with the lifestyle, and how close all of the couples there were. We ended up diving in head first, and before too long we were doing full swaps and having an absolute blast.

Classroom Fuck-Circus [Mind-Control][Anal Toys][Free Use][Orgy][Humiliation]

In my senior year of high school, I stupidly enrolled in a “Writing the Essay” college prep course. The class was comprised of four guys, counting myself, and six girls, all of us seniors. Our teacher, Mrs. Floyd, droned on wearing a stupid grin about what to expect our freshman year and how important these skills would be. I paid a third of attention, my focus divided between ogling at my female classmates and tinkering at a certain device under my desk.

My step-father worked at the NSA, and always kept his work squirreled away upstairs. By happenstance, I went to look for a pen in his office and stumbled across documents pertaining to radical sound research. I took a picture of the papers on my phone and disappeared into my room. The analytics described a device that could subliminally message a massive group of people. Using my relatively strong computer skills, I devised a smaller device that would work on a select group of people, say ten, but with greater effects.

[MF] The Saga of Sally – Interlude – Thinking with my Cock

(Welcome to the Saga of Sally. Except it’s not Sally this time.

I am recounting my long on-and-off relationship with a girl called Sally. I recommend starting from the [start](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hsqikr/mf_the_saga_of_sally_cumstained_jeans/) – each piece will link you to next part at the end. However since I am working through my life chronologically occasionally they’ll be “Sallyless Interludes” if I think there was a sexual encounter worth writing a story about. This is one of them. **There was no cheating on Sally. I could never cheat on that absolute goddess. At this point, we had broken up.**)

I was a little hesitant to share some of my experiences here because I recognize I have lived a very lucky life. I have had some wild sexual adventures and I wouldn’t blame anyone for not believing me. You have all been only supportive and complimentary though! But if any of you were starting to get jealous of me then let me make you feel a little better – because we’re getting into a part of my life that fucking sucked. If I was a horse, they would have taken me out back and put me out of my misery. I wasn’t happy. I was lonely. And I had a dry period of nearly 18 months. You read that right – the man who you’d been reading about, who seemed to have been blessed by God to get into sexy situations, didn’t get so much as a handjob for 18 fucking months. How did this happen? Read on.

[F] First time going to a nude beach! [trip report]

[Here’s the picture!](https://imgur.com/a/x2Ljqs1)

Had alot of fun! So I went to blind creek beach because it was the closest nude beach I could find. I ended up going alone because none of my friends are into that (not that I know) and I gotta say, it was crazy.

I got there and found a decent parking spot, then grabbed my beach towel. I was only wearing my sun dress and planned to change into my bikni in the bathrooms. I orginally wasn’t planning on getting naked because its my first time and im going alone. But any way theres no bathrooms there.. lol. So I figured I could just change really quick on the beach if I found a secluded spot… problem is there wasnt any. It was pretty busy there, mostly people with swim suits on, lesser so without.

So I walked onto the beach looking for a spot and after walking pretty far I decided to just say fuck it and set up closer to the water. There was group of people further back from me but I figured its the best I could get, so I layed out my towel and sat down. 3 more people set up a couple feet away from me, and I noticed it was 3 guys. By this time I was pretty nervous so I kinda just sat there.

Quarantined Quartet: Four Becomes More (group)

Parts 1 and 2 in comments

Part 3 – Day 32 of Quarantine

Dominique

Jeremy and I cautiously settle into the loveseat. The air is still thick with sex and heat. The tall, dark haired naked man approaches us. “Can I get either of you a drink?” He asks. He seems warm and sincere. He also has a distractingly huge cock that wiggles with each of his movements. I’m drawn in to admiring the half-flaccid organ. My imagination wanders with what it is capable of when fully grown. I hear Jeremy’s muddled voice as I fantasize in my head.

He leaves for the kitchen, and I follow his pale, firm ass as it gently wobbles with each step. Naturally, my eyes shift to the curvy blonde with the pink dildo. She now lounges casually on a vintage looking armchair. She’s pretty, and even I can acknowledge that her tits are fantastic.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t catch your names,” says the dark haired girl on the floor. She now has a thin, sheer robe covering her, but she was completely naked when we walked in. “I’m Veda,” she says, introducing herself. She’s the most exotic looking of the four, with olive toned skin and a long, lean frame.

My night with an Instagram model [MF]

This happened this past weekend. My buddy Steve was having a small get together with different friend groups. It was only about 25 people and it was all outside and everyone was following regulations.

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I arrive at the party with some alcohol in hand my bag to go into the pool/hot tub later in the evening. I immediately go up to my friend Steve and thank him for inviting me. I go to the friends that I know and say hi to them and am making small talk with those that I don’t when this amazingly girl, Amy (not her real name) comes into the party in a sexy romper. One thing about me is I love a good romper. They show off a girls ass.

I eventually make my way over to her and introduce myself. Amy has blonde hair, thin waist, small boobs, but a great (natural) ass. We started talking casually about things like what I do for a living and how I know Steve. I then find out that she is an instagram model. I’m a bit surprised by this. I have met different insta girls before and they all seemed very vapid.

[MF] The perks of dating a pro triathlete: tight body, awesome tan, and fully shaved

In my 20s, I was an aspiring pro male cyclist. To pursue my racing dreams, I moved to Colorado and would race and train 3-5 hours a day. While it’s a lot of working out, it’s a lot of down time, and being a 20 something fit guy, you’re constantly looking for good trouble and better pussy. I’d hang out at the bike shop, coffee shop, the park, the pool, wherever people were at. At the pool was where I met Jenna (not her real name).

Jenna was already a pro triathlete. She had long blonde hair, lean and toned, 5’7”, 130lbs and you could see her thigh, shoulder, abdominal muscles. Not a 6 pack or overly muscular. She was at the pool a lot doing laps and as an athlete, I wouldn’t hit on her there. I noted her backpack had some sponsor patches and figured out she must be a triathlete. I made note of which bike and clothing sponsors she had cause I’m a bike nerd.