Tag: Group

A Reminiscence – The First Time [MF]

It’s been ten years, and I’m ready to tell this story (sorry, it’s a lengthy one). This is entirely true, and I’ve changed the names to protect people’s privacy (obviously).

When I was 24, I was in a weird situation. I was going through my sexual discovery (I discovered I was bi during this time, but this story isn’t about that), which basically made me who I am today. I had a girlfriend of three years at the time (who was a lazy, do-nothing freeloader), and I was miserable. I worked in a deli, but I was involved in a social acting group, well, improv mostly. We met all met up two to three times a week, one night at a dive bar’s private catering room and the other at the home of the guy who ran the activities. Over the years, he and I became good friends, and would shoot the shit pretty regularly.

Where it gets complex is his wife: we’ll call her “Amy.” Read more »

“A Chance Encounter With An Anal Loving Bridesmaid” [MF] [anal] [long]

If any of you took your time reading the story I posted last night, I apologize for it sucking. I took medicine, and it made me loopy. I’m sorry. This is the same story with many edits, correct spelling, and some things added to give it a better flow. I’m sorry for last nights, and I hope you enjoy this version.

“A Chance Encounter With An Anal Loving Bridesmaid”
“I have a story for you about something that happened to me a few years ago with a chance encounter I had with a 23 year old, female, who was full of spirit, and spunk. A real firecracker. Her name was Natasha. Natasha had a very toned body, and beautiful long dark hair. She stood about 5’5”, from what I remember her saying. We just so happened to be in a wedding of mutual friends. Read more »

19 [MF] sex in the student Union

When I first started college I made a group of friends. We were the normal nerdy people who hung out in the basement of the student Union and played video games, card games and table tops. I fit in pretty well and the girl (let’s call her Jamie) and I became really close friends.

Jamie was a small girl, only 95-110lbs with normally shorter blond hair. She was tall though and had great legs. Normally she wore dresses and skirts. Her and I started flirting immediately when we met and it didn’t stop until I met my now wife about 3 years into college.

On this day we were all hanging out in the basement as per normal, she was sitting on my lap, in a long flowing skirt leaning back into me and we were all just talking and laughing. Slowly all of our friends left the area to go to class, get food etc and she turned her head and smiled at me. In a couple seconds she kissed me and asked if I trusted her. I said yes I do. Read more »

Wife was wild with her girlfriends [Group]

My wife was/is definitively bisexual. She has had many encounters with other women, some random and sometimes with her good friends. Here is one of her hot past stories she told to me once while we were getting hot and heavy.

My wife and her friends were big into partying in college and were very open with each other about their hookups. They had watched each other have sex with guys before in dark rooms after parties and were beyond comfortable being naked around each other. One night, my wife and two of her friends had gone back to my wife’s apartment after a night out. They all passed out in bed together, in various stages of undress, completely hammered. My wife woke up still feeling pretty drunk with the sun just coming up and she was in between her two friends.

Her one friend has huge round tits and a big ass, a thick girl but the just the right proportions. Her other friend has small, slightly droopy tits and is pretty thin with a flat ass. My wife’s body is pretty much inbetween when compared to her friends. C cup tits with huge nipples and a nice round ass. Read more »

My BF Met My Toy [FM]

My boyfriend (Matt) was out with the guys, and I was spending the evening putting things away from my move into my tiny new place when the buzzer rang. Two of my friends stopped by with pizza and a couple bottles of wine to help me finish my task. These two also had boyfriends in the group that was out, and the evening was spent working, eating, drinking, and as the evening progressed, talking about everyone in the group, their SO, and their sex life. I was told not to expect much if/when Matt came over that evening. The boys usually were too drunk to do anything but pass out on the couch with their hand in the pants.

After the girls left, I showered and got ready for bed, not expecting to get a visit from my man that evening, so I decided in my heavily buzzed faze to venture into the toy chest. It didn’t take long for me to get off, and I was then out cold in a post self coitus and alcohol slumber only to be awakened a few hours later by my phone. Matt wanted in, so without hesitation I buzzed him in and greeted him at my door with a kiss and realized that he was not drunk. Read more »

Don’t Heckle The Hypnotist [MM] [Striptease]

Been posting on tumblr and Amazon for a while, and I’ve been lurking on Reddit for a while. Finally thought I’d post some of my short erotica here.

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As a performer, one of the hardest things to get used to was staring out into the audience. At your first few shows, they seem terrifying. They could start booing at any moment, and at least for me, I was always on edge for the first year. But as I kept touring, I got used to it. Now, my only issue was looking at everyone under the glare of the stage lights. Because as my act has evolved over the years, I now love finding those hecklers- they don’t scare me anymore. If anything, they should be scared of me.

My stage name is Dr. Sleepmore, and I am a touring hypnotist. Most of my gigs are on college campuses and business retreats for companies trying to be hip. But my favorite shows are those that get weird- bachelorette parties and private shows are where I have my fun. Read more »

Home Masseuse Part 2

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/deqql6/masseuses_home_visit/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

“Hey man, who was that hot piece of meat that strolled out of here and I’m not talking about Sara.” Trent said with a laugh and a wink as he elbowed Lee in the arm.

Lee knew Tent had the hots for Sara. After all, he had spotted her on campus first, but he hadn’t done anything with her and wasn’t for lack of trying. His hard pursuit may have been the reason Sara had leaned towards Lee. His laid back attitude had drawn been a welcome relief from Trent. Lee always thought Sara was too hot for him so he just thought why try. His plan to just be a friend was what had ultimately won her.

“Sara thought I’d like a massage so I could have a good rest before going out tonight. But looks that’s not gonna happen, seeing as you’re here now.” Lee trying to play it cool, not giving away what really was going on.

“Oh really. So Sara was here to make sure she didn’t give the happy ending then huh?” Trent said as he opened the fridge and grabbed two beers. Read more »

I Help Out a Beautiful Blonde and Her [M]an at A [M]usic [F]estival – And Get Rewarded

I’ve really enjoyed reading the stories here and thought I would add my own. If this is well received I may post more, I certainly have a few more good ones I’d love to revisit. This turned out longer than expected so if you are just here for the dirty bits, skip halfway down.

Rewind about 10 years ago to the summer after my freshman year in college. Life was one big party; I had spent way more time drinking and chasing girls then studying and going to class. Being tall (6’3) with light blue eyes and shaggy brownish-blonde hair, I could usually manage to land dates, especially when they saw or felt the 7-8 inches I had in my pants. I was a little on the pale and scrawny side but loved to have a good time and was also known for always carrying a variety of “party favors”. When the school year ended I decided to keep the party going. I loaded up an old van and set out on the road to hit a variety of different concerts and music festivals where I worked at vendor tents or peddled my wares to pay for gas to the next show. Read more »

Cold Water in the Moonlight….[mf][mild]

The water was always cold at the swimming hole.

It was a really interesting spot. The main summer camp that I worked at college was set in this valley in the catskills, and you had to walk up the trail to where the valley narrowed higher in the cleft of the ridges to find the swimming hole. If I knew geography I would be able to explain using the proper terms. If I knew geology I could explain why the creek ran over a small waterfall before continuing on a deep split in the rocks that widened into a shallower pool.

There was a legend about the swimming hole made up probably by some hippy who worked there in 70s about it being a sacred spot of the local mohawk tribe way back in the day.

I didn’t ever really get to hear the whole story because I worked in the kitchen at the camp. It was an interesting job, a lot of the staff had regular interactions with the campers, going on hikes and doing crafts and archery and all that stuff, but we were in that sweltering kitchen for 3 meals a day, and doing prep and clean up between them as well. Read more »

[FM] Second encounter (25F) with my dominant man (the most humiliating thing guy)

Same guy as in [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/deqp06/mf_the_most_25f_humiliating_thing_i_ever_did/) story, this happened exactly two weeks after that crazy hot story, and I had spent most of the two weeks fantasizing about it and how incredibly hot it was. I would sometimes look at that pic of his cum in my hair and get completely… flustered? Yep, so little could get me that aroused.

It should come as no surprise that I wrote him as I woke up, a Friday two weeks later, completely horny. I wasn’t ovulating, so it wasn’t as strong as it could be, but I really wanted a man to take control of me – to fuck my brains out and use my body for his own needs. My choice naturally went to him. You know why. I think I was wanting to do the same thing we had done last time, but I was ready for anything, any surprise really.

“Doing anything tonight?”

“I don’t know… feeling slutty?”

“Yes.”

“How much?”

“Same thing as last time horny.”

He took a little bit before responding.

“Arrive at 11PM. Wear a dress, a long one, wear high heels, comfortable ones, and bring your makeup stuff.” Read more »