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[FF] My first sexual experience with a girl at a cheerleading sleepover – PART 2

Part One: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/aymchn/ff_my_first_sexual_experience_with_a_girl_at_a/

So happy you guys liked my first sexy story, thank you all for your kind words! I wanna start by saying this isn’t at a sleepover, but at a party. Also, I was pretty drunk when this happened so some details are fuzzy, but I did my best to remember as many details as possible. Hope you enjoy!

So after the sleepover fun, things pretty much went back to normal between Sara and I. We still joked around in practice and continued to touch each other and things like that, but we mostly acted like nothing ever happened and carried on as normal.

She was clearly already more experienced sexually than I was, and I knew this not only from our sexy sleepover, but also because us cheerleaders always shared juicy stories.

Sometime after the sleepover, I started seeing this guy casually. Long story short, he was a jerk and kind of broke my heart, but the good news was, I had a lot more experience now as him and I had sex a few times before things ended. Read more »

Close Shave (part 10 and conclusion of the Carmen Adventures)

Continued from [Deal with it](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ayrcwd/deal_with_it_part_9_of_the_carmen_adventures/)

The clock in the hall chimed eleven. Carmen’s fist pumped eleven times then stopped as each hour rang. By eight, I was breathing rapidly and my belly began to convulse. I made it all the way to eleven, but a large tear of precum was beginning to weep. She firmly squeezed and held my cock with both hands. She licked the tip and looked up at me with a semi-satisfied smile that said ‘I am happy for now, but I’m not done here.’

Meanwhile, Shannon vigorously rammed the first two fingers of her right hand into Sabine’s hot channel. She withdrew them covered in a white, sticky slurry that I had deposited an hour ago. She held it up to show what she had found and checked Carmen’s and my eyes as though she were a kitten showing off a found mouse. She began to bring it to her lips and we both nodded our approval. She tipped them downward over her waiting tongue and crossed her eyes as she watched it drip from her fingertips, then plop. She swallowed then inserted them fully to clean them off. Read more »

[MF] Ensnared between rumor and reality at the office holiday party

This story happened a couple months back, but I haven’t been able to get it off my mind. It feels like every day I feel a new way about it: excitement, disbelief, confusion, pride, shame. I’ve been a fan of this subreddit for years, so my latest feeling is that walking it all back on here might be therapeutic in some way. I wrote this up a month or so ago and went back and forth on submitting it, but figured it couldn’t hurt. I’m sure I’ll feel differently about that in a day or two.

Though many contributing factors were already in play at that point, it all came to a head at my office holiday party back in December. I started the job at a big corporate beast back in the Spring, but remained a fresh-faced unknown to most people there as I resided deep at the bottom of the hierarchy totem pole. The party itself was an office party in every sense: the occasional bit of awkward small talk, but mostly just hanging out with the same core people you work with everyday in the corner. Everyone dressed up just enough to seem more formal. Wine and champagne were flowing freely, one of the higher ups got especially sloppy “so we didn’t have to feel like we couldn’t have a good time.” It was damn close to being the most forgettable event I’d ever attended. Read more »

Morning Commute

You take the same train to work every day with the same group of tired faces and weary movements. There is a particular woman—maybe a few years older than you—that draws your attention every time. She sits with perfect posture and wears tight fitting pencil skirts usually with a white blouse undone just a little. She must be of Irish decent; she has beautiful long red hair and green eyes. She always looks like she has it together.

One morning she sits in front of you. You can’t help but stare. Your eyes move from her perfect little mouth—which always seems to be smirking—down her long pale neck. She shuffles in her purse for a moment and you can see in between the folds of her blouse. She is wearing a light blue lace bra and you think you see a little bit of her pink nipple. Everything about her looks soft and intended.

You hear the click of her purse and see that she is looking directly at you. You awkwardly smile and look out the window.

Moments later you feel her leg brush against yours. You glance down as she crosses her legs. You catch a glimpse of the top of her knee-high stockings and (of course) her panties match her bra. Read more »

[MF] This past weekend, I endulged an older friend in her mommy fantasy, and I’m still reeling.

For starters, I’m 29 and she’s 44. We’re both professional theatre actors and met in a play we were in together about a year ago. We’ll call her Erin.

We got to be pretty close. It was a small cast, and our characters kind of hated one another, so it was fun to fake bicker with her backstage, considering she’s one of the most genuinely sweet women I’ve ever met. She’s about 5’9”, long brown hair. Wouldn’t guess she was 44 in a million years. I’d say somewhere around 35. You could definitely tell she was a bit older than I am, but it wasn’t drastic. She’d aged well. She kept herself in shape, and I admit I caught myself checking her out on more than once occasion, but we had such a professional relationship, and she’s 6 years younger than my own mother, so I never thought much of it.

Fast forward to last weekend, about a year since we’d done that play together. One of our mutual friends who was in the play with us was doing a play at another theatre in town. She sent a group text to everyone in the old cast asking if we wanted to go see it. I was the only one who didn’t have concrete plans, and I figured it’d be fun to see her again. So I agreed to go. Read more »

[FF] A follow up with my (allegedly) straight friend

[First post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ax89vi/ff_helping_my_allegedly_straight_friend_after_a/)

So, after the night you all enjoyed hearing about so much, we cuddled some more and I spent the night in Chloes’s bed. No funny business took place and it was actually all quite sweet. Things were less awkward in the morning than they had any right to be. We each had a bit of a giggle and I eventually went back to my room and we went about our lives. We did text a *lot* more after that. She reaffirmed that she wasn’t gay or even bi but that doing stuff with girls just fell on that weird grey area. The one where she doesn’t *actually* enjoy it, but gets off on being forced to do it. At least, that’s what she thought but couldn’t be certain. We didn’t broach the subject again for some time and I figured that was that. Read more »

[M]onday [F]unday

Me: F 26 yrs 5ft, 100lbs, petite but I gots a lil’ booty because I’m black.

BD: M 36 yrs 5’9, maybe 180, fairly muscular for his frame, a decade older than me, but also looked great for his age because black don’t crack. Gorgeous light brown skin, tattoos, juicy lips, dimples, and a snapback hat covering his milk dud head.

We ended up talking about our experiences with polyamory, and he explained that his recently decoupling was why he had just moved into a new place. I explained that my own journey with polyamory had a lot to do with why I was moving back to Texas and he lamented the fact that we had sooo little time together. The conversation was easy and we vibed nicely especially while conversing about our beliefs and past difficulties with polyamory.

I went to the bathroom and he paid for our drinks and his appetizer. We ended up traveling back to his place making a short detour to get beers and snacks. In the car we went more in depth about about kinks and things we liked and past experiences. As we drove he kept squeezing and kneading my thighs in the car. We arrived at his house, and he gave me a short tour of his home. Of most interest was the basement that he planned to make into a bitchin’ group play space. Read more »

[M]y first threesome with g[f] and “[f]riend” (some links included)

Hey, so been a lurker for many years but never decided to write any of my own. I have a lot of stories from public to just pure kinky. Bit of background, fairly long, apologies!

So this story is about an ex of mine, we met and she was a virgin and soon became willing to be used in anyway I wanted. She was great. About 5’5 light brown hair and very slim. 34D tits and a nice bum.

She asked about any fantasies and I said I had always wanted a threesome, she weirdly agreed which took me by surprise. We both tried to then search for a third.

I had the perfect partner in mind, a submissive of mine. To this day, she will always be the best. Words cannot describe this perfect blonde petite that lets me dominate her completely. However, gf did not want me being with someone I already had slept with (fair enough…)

I was on a dating site so messaged a girl I had matched with which said “bi”. I figured why the hell not? You miss 100% of the shots you don’t take and they don’t call em’ unicorns for nothing. Read more »

A Window Display (Public Fucking) (Extreme Exhibitionism)

We’d been strolling through the downtown all morning on this unseasonably warm summer day. We’d stop for coffee and I would slide my hand up your bare thigh, up under your sundress to gently stroke your pussy lips through the cotton fabric of your panties as you sipped your Latte. We’d walk some more and stop in shady corners to make out and run our hands over each others’ bodies. By the time noon rolled around it was fair to say that we had worked ourselves up quite a bit.

We ambled, hand-in-hand, down a side street filled with cool, funky boutiques until we passed a small, empty storefront, a big, floor-to-ceiling glass window showing it to be empty inside except for a lone wooden chair sitting in front of the window, directly in the center. I could see that the side door to the boutique was left ajar by the workmen, and a wild, sexual impulse overtook me at that moment. Grabbing you by the hand I pulled you in through the door, twisting the lock closed after we entered. “What are you doing?” you asked with a smile. “Making one of your fantasies a reality, baby.” I replied. Read more »

Eugene’s Distraction (part 7 of the Carmen Adventures)

It’s been 3 hours since I left Carmen at JFK. I’ve been in back-to-back meetings at the office since arriving here in lower Manhattan. My lack of sleep on the flight is starting to wear on me. It’s all I can do to keep my eyes above half staff, even with cup after cup of coffee.

*Bzzz, bzzz, bzzz. Bzzz, bzzz, bzzz.*

My phone vibrated on the conference table under my left hand and my eyes popped open. I glanced at it and saw 2 incoming messages from the Brooklyn area code. Carmen.

“We’ve been at this for three hours, folks. Is it time for a bio break?” Mike, our CFO, said. “Lunch should be here, so let’s use the facilities, grab lunch and get back in here to continue.”

As I left the boardroom, I pressed my thumb to unlock my phone. There was a red circle with a 2 over the messages app, so I tapped it.

*Message 1 of 2*

>**From: Miss C** *Made it home. Shannon and I took a run in Central Park. We’re grabbing lunch at a food cart.* Read more »