How [M]y College G[F] cucked me (Part 1?)

This is a true story so some names, dates, and details have been changed to preserve anonymity. I am also typing this on mobile so please forgive any formatting issues. This one may be a long as I give some background and extend the story to other experiences we had. I started the “spicy” section after the ——— in case you want to skip to the ‘good parts’

I started dating Rebecca during my freshman year in college. She was a cute petite 5’3” Latina with a body I loved to grab. Rebecca and I met on campus and quickly hit it off and started going out. Our first year was pretty tame as we continued to grow more comfortable with one another. Rebecca was a bit inexperienced in college only having one high school bf coming from a conservative, religious household. However, now that we were in a party college, she was definitely open to exploring and adventuring especially in the bedroom. Eventually we discovered kinks and other things to try, but was a lot of dirty talk. One of the things we always talked about was trying a threesome, both mfm/mff.

In college, I (F) let my all-male friend [Group] use me as a fucktoy

When I first came to college my Freshman year, I had just broken up with a long-term boyfriend, knew nobody on campus aside from my roommate, and was pretty desperate for friends. I tried to join a few clubs, but they all seemed to have established cliques already that I was too shy to break into. Finally I joined anime club, and despite only being familiar with attack on titan and a few ghibli films, everyone there was pretty welcoming. I became friends with four guys there and started hanging out with them outside of club meetings. Aside from being generally a bit awkward and inexperienced with talking to girls, they were all really nice and seemed genuinely interested in being my friend.

One of the guys, let’s call him Jake, had a solo dorm with no roommate, so we would all usually hang out there after classes and watch movies, anime, or play video games together. One night we had all been watching a movie and drinking, mostly just chatting over the movie, when one of them admitted he was still a virgin. This led them all to start talking about how none of them had had sex before, and then all of us talking about what we had done. I of course had lost my virginity already to my high school boyfriend and admitted that, after which it had gotten a bit quiet. Afterwards, one of the guys admitted he hadn’t even touched a girl’s boob before, which for some reason really surprised me. It must have been the alcohol, but I offered right then and there to let him touch my boobs.

[MF] 31M had sex with wife’s 29f friend

My wife and I were out by the pool one evening having a couple drink watching her friends daughter play with our son. She had a prior engagement and couldn’t find a babysitter. I find this little girl to be as close as my daughter so it’s no problem. Night was starting to come so I turn on the lights and hot tub for the adults when the kids get out. Fast forward 25 mins and the kids want to go inside. My wife takes them in, washes them up and puts a movie on in the play room.

Her friend shows up and I’m sitting on the edge of the hot tub with a drink in hand and we get to chatting. I can see she doesn’t have a bra on. Her hair is up and she has her glasses on. This hair up and glasses kills me every time. She sits in the chair by the hot tub and I hand her a drink. She drinks a few sips and pulls down her shorts. She’s ready to get in. All to myself I’m just thinking, “damn she’s hot!”

My date with a man twice my age [MF] [age gap]

I grew up in a small suburb of Vancouver in a modest family of 5. My parents, and my 2 siblings. When I say modest, I mean it in more ways than one. Culturally – my mom immigrated from China for college and stayed, and my Dad was born and bought up on a farm in BC. We were fairly conservative (not politically), but that we were big on traditions and modesty. To this day, at 23, when I am home I can’t even imagine wearing booty shorts. Or crop tops. Or going out for a run in just a sports bra and yoga pants. But the other modest part of my upbringing was financial. My dad was a manager at a clothing store and my mother a school teacher. For a family of 5, that meant that we were solidly in the middle class.

Whenever I try to think how I turned out the way I am – those two reasons come to my mind. My desire for the things I thought were unachievable shaped me – and shaped my sexual cravings too. I moved to New York for undergrad. At this point I was still pretty sexual inexperienced. I didn’t have the promiscuous high school experience that was promised to me by Hollywood. I had one boyfriend for a short while. But the sex I had with him can barely be counted as sex. That, however, changed soon :)

[MF] House Sitting in the Summer

Building off of [M]y [previous post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/umhqa6/mf_experiencing_the_summer_together/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) we continued to explore each other after graduating high school. After our first hook up we continued to meet, go out on dates and be physical.

As luck would have it [F]Jamie’s neighbor asked her to housesit while they were on vacation. Feed the cats and bring the mail in is what Jamie had to do. It was a perfect place to meet as it was private.

Jamie and I discussed what time to meet and to use the side door. As I walked to the side door she opened it and let me in. She closed the door and we kissed after saying hi. We were both excited and her cheeks were a deep red. She grabbed my hand and led me through the garage.

Jamie wore the same jean shorts showing off her toned legs and a red tshirt. Her blonde ponytail bounced from side to side as we made our way up the steps to the first bedroom on the right. It was the owners master bedroom with a king sized bed. The sheets were already turned down and there was a nightlight casting a shadow over the room. We started kissing in the doorway.

Why They Called Me Butterfingers in High School [FM]

I didn’t really mean to reinvent myself after transferring schools in the middle of sophomore year, it kind of just happened. It started off slowly but by the time junior year rolled by, I had earned my self the reputation for being the girl who would jerk off my classmates at the movies.

It started off innocently enough I guess. A classmate I had a crush on asked me out to the movies. He knew that I had slept with a few of his friends earlier in the year but he was a virgin and hesitant — chivalrous even.

We sat in the back of the theater with a huge bag of popcorn in between us. We chatted and flirted over some buttery popcorn as the advertisements were still playing on the screen. Our hands grazed each others’ a few times as we both grabbed for some kernels.

The lights eventually dimmed and the previews started to play. I could tell that he was nervous but he finally went for it and stuck his tongue in my mouth. We made out for a few minutes before he pulled away and asked me, “I heard you gave Alex a handjob at his place.”

[MF] The time I hooked up with a Groupie

Once upon a time, I was a gigantic nerd.

Back in High School I used to compete in this huge international Nerd Competition. My school was good – really good – and regularly competed for the World Championship of Nerd-dom. And after I graduated I continued to mentor my old team, coming back and helping them prepare for competitions and stuff like that.

*Sidenote: I think everyone should mentor youth groups – and not just because chicks find it hot.*

Anyways, we’d crushed the regular season as per usual, which meant going down to the World Championships. This was a huge event, with more than 400 teams from around the world. We took over a whole city for a week – it was a big deal.

Having checked the kids into their hotel rooms, a bunch of us mentors found ourselves at the hotel bar, which was also being taken over by parents and mentors from around the world. In particular, my eyes kept drifting towards a particular other table where a cute girl was sitting. She was blonde, with a cute button nose; she was wearing a baggy team sweater.

Mom’s Erotic Lessons [Incest] [Milf] [mF]

Alfred’s mom was way more than a gorgeous milf. When she finds out her own son is still an unkissed virgin, she enrolls him into her forbidden erotic lessons.

Chapter 1

I sat by myself in the college cafeteria. I took a sip from my apple juice and then turned it around to read the ingredients for the hundredth time. “Does somebody sit here?” a girl asked me.

I traced my eyes from her tight jeans, up to her belly button and then farther up her crop-top. Her c-cup tits strained against her upper clothing, just one poke and they would burst right through. It was Clara — the hottest girl in my class. I didn’t dare to hold eye contact with her. Her blue gems were too valuable for me to look at. I couldn’t believe what she was hinting after. Did she want to join my side? Maybe she had a question or two about some upcoming test. “No,” I tried to say, but my voice cracked completely and revealed my loose nerves.

She raised an eyebrow and didn’t understand what word I’d just stuttered. “Is somebody sitting here?” she tried again and raised her voice a bit louder.

My sister and I share a bed (PART 5) [M/F] [Incest]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v6ncfz/my_sister_and_i_share_a_bed_mf_incest/) : [Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/va8a1d/my_sister_and_i_share_a_bed_part_4_mf_incest/)

We left the pub without any additional dramas, the waitress apparently unaware of our bathroom tryst. We spent the rest of the afternoon walking the length of the town’s quiet fishing port, our hands inseparable. At the arranged time, we reunited with mum in the main square. A quaint stone church dominated the space, and I tried not think about the rap sheet I would produce now if I were to go to confession.

“Did you two have a good time?” mum asked. We nodded.

She frowned.

“Why are you holding hands?”

We remembered ourselves and Elise swatted away my hand like it had dog poo on it.

“It was really crowded…”

“…Didn’t want to get lost…”

“…He kept wandering off…”

We babbled over each other, trying to get our lies to intersect. Fortunately, mum didn’t seem to think it was a big deal.

“Ok,” she said. “You two seem to have gotten a lot closer over this holiday.”

“Haha, yeah,” Elise said. I almost kicked her. Nobody actually said the words haha. She must have been nervous. She’d always had a tendency to crumble when under pressure.

My life has been weird part 2 [MMM]

So until I turned 19 I spent most of my life in the same small town, and one of my favorite places there was the local YMCA. I got to know basically everyone there from a young age. What follows was my favorite time at the Y I’ve ever had.

I was definitely too young for what happened. One of the people who visited the Y pretty often was someone we will call Mr. Calvin. Mr. Calvin was a gym teacher for a high school a couple of cities over and lived in my town. He was also a perv. I had noticed that he liked to be in the locker rooms and showers when people of a certain age came in. One time he walked in on something that must have been heaven for him.