TL:dr summary of part one: I fingerbang a girl I had just met in a jacuzzi full of people at a cabin in the mountains.
If you want further details on the whole story, go read pt. 1
Tag: Group
My boyfriend’s birthday present to me. [GROUP]
Over two years ago, on my 33rd birthday, my boyfriend organised a gangbang as a present to me. I had mentioned to him that it had been a long time since I had been fucked by several men.
So he decided to plan and execute a gangbang involving him, me and 3 other guys. He looked through his long list of fuck buddies to find the 3 who would be just right and got them together. I had met these guys before and even fucked a couple. So I knew just how good they were. The gangbang took place on my birthday, as our own private celebration. Let’s call the 3 guys M1, M2 and M3.
Here’s all the debauchery we indulged in :
I was lying on the bed naked as my bf had told me to. Soon all 4 of the guys walked in , also naked. Bf motioned me to come to them. At first they spent a few minutes dipping their fingers in my juicy my cunt and pressing their faces against my tits and ass. Then I got on my knees and licked, kissed and stroked their big cocks making them rock hard. Bf then lifted me on his shoulder and dropped me on the bed.
A night in the cabin [MF]
My old roommate (I’ll just call him Q) invited me and some mutual friends to spend the weekend at a cabin in the mountains for his 21st birthday. We were just going to get drunk/high all weekend and just have a good time. Me and seven other of my friends from college make the trip to the cabin and when we get there, Q’s gf and some of his friends from his hometown are already there (he dropped out and went back home to work). Me and my group get inside and gawk at how awesome this cabin is. It was really big and had 2 stories with a basement and a balcony in the back that overlooked the mountains.
[MF] The Back Deck
New to the group. This is an account my wife and I are sharing to tell others about the sex we have. Partly because we’re exploring exhibitionism and this seems like a good way to do so, and partly because we are really good at fucking each other and want to share.
It was a Friday night, the kids were long asleep, and we were sitting together on the couch. We cuddled close, sipping mixed drinks, enjoying our individual buzzes and watching TV. These all-too-short periods of quiet and closeness are what we live for as a couple. Our hands quietly caressed each other: shoulder, neck, calf, arm, thigh. Our hands are constantly on each other’s bodies. Not always in a sexual way, but in a loving way. We share a strong sense of connection through touch. Of course, these moments often turn into much more. As did this one.
Sara’s Self Discovery (Part 9)
“Mistress it’s just that I have never… with another boy.
With that “Sub” reached out and very gently cupped “Lad’s” cheek and stroked his face as he looked deeply into his eyes.
You could see “Lad” visibly melt at the first touch from “Sub”.
As “Sub” led “Lad” towards the center of the room a crowd began to gather in a circle around the two, yet leaving a wide space in which they may play.
Someone had also brought over a small open backed sofa and placed it in the center of the room.
Standing behind “Lad”, “Sub” reached around him and began exploring his body.
Running his fingers through his hair ruffling it up, he proceeded to work his way downward.
Stroking the boy’s face ever so gently, he placed his index finger in “Lad’s” mouth.
Immediately “Lad” began sucking on the proffered appendage.
While I watched I saw “Lad’s” cock harden further and begin bobbing up and down.
“Sub”, continued his exploration by tweaking the boy’s nipples, pinch, pull and twist.
As his nipples were twisted “Lad’s” knees bent a bit as he tried to cope with the intensity of the sharp pain from the twisting.
Senior year ends and boat sex begins [m][f][m][f]
Senior year was winding down and my girlfriend of several months, Alice, and her best friend, Clara, had 18th birthdays close to each other. My buddy Chris was dating Clara, and, after Clara turned 18, he suggested we take his boat out to celebrate. Rich kid advantages. Chris and I had (and still have) earlier birthdays the the girls, and that played to our advantage, since guys mature a bit more slowly than women.
After school Chris and I went to the gym, as usual: I’d gotten into body building and the sexual opportunities that come with it, but he also wimped out on his workout, as usual, because he is no Arnold and not even a Robert Frank. But I sweated it out under the bar, grunting in the squat cage, kissing my biceps after the tricep extension.
Campfire stories (FF)
It was day 3 of scout camp. all the younger scouts had gone to bed, leaving only the older campers and teen helpers left around the dim campfire.
Jessica had been a scout when she was 14, and had stayed here many a time. Now that she was older, and had a break from college, she thought it right to come back and help other teens make the same memories she had made there.
She was sitting on one of the logs nearest the fire, which was set in a sloping dip in the land which had been cut to make flat steps. On the steps were logs to sit on, all facing a deep fire pit in the centre. Next to her was her friend, Emily. Emily was also an ex-scout, and although they weren’t best friends Emily was the best Jessica had at camp. it was safe to say they got along well with one another, and shared a room at the end of the girl’s lodge.
La Dictatora pt. 1 [Fetish][Group][Femdom][Noncon]
Look at me! I have taken this land back from traitors, Bolsheviks, enemies of the state. They all snivel now, the cowards whom we’re not buried in the jungles, or the headlands; the deserters who survived the fighting on the beaches and in the streets of the capital. The dungeons below my palace are choked with the vile, insurgent dogs who have tucked their tails and surrendered. Had they known what I, Generalissima Porfiriana Manuela Dominguez-Cielo y Huerta, had planned for them I’m sure they would have sooner swallowed their mortars, but now I have all of this sweet revenge to savor.
My stately parade car prowls the route of the victory celebration. I stand proudly, saluting my adoring public as they fete me with confetti, wave the banners of the union neo-fascista, and cheer so loud they drown out the cathedral’s pealing bells. On their knees before me, using their tongues to pleasure both my viscid cunt and sweltering asshole are Borjez and Guran, chief financiers of the rebellion. My trusted adjutants have them bound by heavy cables and I have dressed them in the sexiest, daintiest most girly panties I could find in the nation. Their humiliation is absolute. From time to time on the route I piss in their traitorous faces, long bursts of acrid, golden water filling their audacious mouths and noses. My Adjuntants, if they’re feeling extra lusty have free reign to sodomize my captives roughly with either their meaty cocks or the standard issue clubs that their uniforms entail.
My pussy-hair glistens with spit and cum and it makes my people happy to see how gratified their Patrona is. My tits are full of pride so I open my uniform jacket to show the good men and women of this great land how full and round They are for them.
At the grand steps of my presidential palace, which I have already announced I will be occupying for life, for the good of the people of this nation, I descend from the open back of the parade car. I am clothed in nothing now, except my Generalissima’s peaked cap, the flowing cape and theatrical, golden eagle epaulets of the union and my plutonically black, spike-heeled, leather boots that shine so intensely the maggots at feet must avert their treacherous eyes.
I have the two apostates chained and leashed so that I may drag them up the steps to the purpose-built podium where I will make my speech. However, before I begin my ascent, I give the two socialist dogs a good stomping with my Stiller’s heels so that they will appear as bloody and bettered as their degenerate ideology.
Behind me and my microphone stand the stooges and sycophants that I have appointed to the ministerial positions of my regime, the sympathetic judges and legislators that will spin the hay of my desires into the gold of law, the complicit and ever in need of a handout cardinals and bishops in their ceremonial garb, and of course the brave colonels and majors and other high-ranking officers of my brutal yet beautiful army.
I mount the stairs and upon reaching my place behind the microphone I am sashed with the resplendent, golden linked chain of the union by the prime minister, that limp-dick, secret pederast, drunk. I approach the microphone with my arms raised and fists clenched in triumphant success. The crowd roars their approval, I beam at my own glorification.
“Ladies and Gentleman of my prosperous and immaculate nation. I am made so strong by your adulation, you will never know. We have driven out the perversions of our enemies, crushed them beneath our boots, made them out to be nothing more than pitiful servants to our much superior philosophy. It is nothing less than the hand of fate which guided the union to victory and in that same hand now resides the hard and terrible whip of vengeance!”
At their dramatic moment and adjutant places a massive bull whip in my hand and I set to mercilessly lashing my hostages with it. Their wretched sobs pour life into my veins and my clit begins to stir and poke forth from its hood, shiny and stiff.
“Many have asked me to show leniency and grace to these fiendish plotters, but I will do no such thing. To recover from the wounds of war our people must have the ghastly example that these conspirators will serve as; a dire warning to all would be traitors to my word. The price is steep, countrymen, so steep no one can bear it without surely going mad.”
With the two accursed whores in a shivering, hyperventilating pile at my feet I take another opportunity to unleash a torrent of hot piss on their scarred, blubbering carcasses. Before I’m done emptying my bladder I hear a strange sound, a whistling thud, and then another and another after that. A fat bishop in his broad Roman hat clutches his chest in a desperate fashion, then stumbles, then falls backwards,. everything’s shifted into slow motion, my perception heightens, I realize what’s happening. Several more of my governmental flunkies are shot and keel over from the unexpected shock of their wounds.
I duck, cursing. Subversive elements have infiltrated my party. I shield myself behind Guran’s wriggling husk.
“Give me a sidearm!” I shout at a petrified adjutant. A pistol is thrust into my hand and I fire aimlessly into the scattering crowd. I certainly hit some innocents, a pregnant woman maybe, a small boy? What does it matter through the lens of control? These unfortunates will be honored as heroes of the state, plus there is the famous saying regarding omelette preparation to consider.
Adjutants and secret police swarm the fleeing crowd. Soon enough these perpetrators will be brought to justice, or at least convincing facsimiles of the perpetrators will be.
[M]aking the 18 year old soon to be college [f]reshman I met at a bong shop squirt uncontrollably.
After [my first get together with Ruby](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/clikhu/fucking_an_18_year_old_soon_to_be_college) the two of us met up often for no strings attached sex. We either fucked at my place or hers and found myself once or twice on separate occasions fingering her in the passenger seat of my car on a late night ride under the moonlight. It was an absolute match made in heaven between us. Eventually things reached a boiling point about two weeks after initially hooking up and we confessed to one another that we had developed feelings for one another. Even though Ruby was barely legal it still didn’t stop me from gravitating towards her charm and personality. We both got swept off our feets meeting each other and becoming an item was a no brainer.
Surprise cruise threesome [FFM] (long story)
This is our first post, so bare with us.
My boyfriend [M], lets call him Ethan, and I [F] went on a cruise last month and ordered the drink package for extra fun. There was a very beautiful girl we’ve seen pretty often but happened to always be with a guy every time we saw her, so naturally we assumed that was her boyfriend. We’ve always been into threesomes, I’ve had more experiences and my boyfriend was fairly new to it and the first one he had was with me. So we have no problem saying when we think a girl is hot or we’d like to just fuck her. Since the first time we saw this girl, let’s call her Jessica, she always caught our attention. She was short (as am I) with a great ass and very innocent face, which are always the freakiest girls. But seeing as she was always with this guy, we never really struck a conversation with her, just kept seeing her at the casino bar every time we went there.