Easy Mode (Part 2) [MF][Mast][Md][MC][Exh][Oral][SciFi]

**The story so far:** Henry wasn’t paying attention and walked into traffic. End of Story. Well…that was, until he ‘respawned’ a few moments earlier, and her realized there was more to his reality that he was previously aware. More importantly, he now seems to have access to auxiliary layers of reality, and better yet, control. He’s still learning what that means, whether it’s a game or something more, but that hasn’t stopped him from playing around.

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**ASCII-rotica (Level 0, 5 XP)**

Tuesdays and Thursdays were ‘late’ days for my wife at work. She was an office manager for a mid-sized charity. She really enjoyed her work, and I was distinctly jealous of that, though she worked long hours regularly. She wouldn’t be home until half past six at the earliest. My cock was half hard as I opened the door to the house. It was Pavlovian at this point. Tuesdays and Thursday involved a thirty-minute jerk-off session in front of my computer. I had a handful of favorite sites I checked regularly, not to mention my personal collection of porn. My body was responding to the prospect of release, even though I’d had much more with Tabitha.

My twin sister and me [MF]

The first time she caught me, she walked into my room while I was lying on my bed jerking off. She opened the door just before the moment that I came. We locked eyes for just a second…we were looking each other in the eyes as the first spurt of my cum shot up before landing on my stomach. I grunted at the pleasure of cumming and the shock of her walking into my room at the exact moment. Her mouth opened in shock, her eyes went to my cock and stayed locked onto it as the remaining shots flew up before resting on my body. We were both in shock. My hand was clamped on my cock after my orgasm, making it red and engorged. She turned and ran down the hall. I didn’t know if she was going to call my mom and tell on me or what so I got up and ran down the hall, following her into her room.

She was wearing the oversized t-shirt that she slept in and she was facing away from me as I ran into the room and grabbed her wrist to turn her around. Again, her eyes went right to my cock and her mouth hung open. I began to beg her not to tell mom. She finally took her eyes off of me and looked at me and quietly said okay.

Jerking Off To My Roommate Part 1 [MF]

Beverly had been my roommate for over two months and I still had a difficult time not getting hard around her. I had known Beverly since high school and have always been good friends. After we graduated, we both wanted to leave our parents’ house so we decided to share an apartment together. We were both excited to be living on our own and not having to hear our parents’ constant nagging.

We moved our limited stuff into a two-bedroom apartment. It was fun buying all the little stuff to make our apartment feel like home. Beverly was great with interior decorating and I left it up to her. The living room came together very well and I was happy with the artwork and photos that Beverly hung up on the walls.

It wasn’t until that first night in the apartment did I notice just how sexy Beverly was. The sun had gone down and we were both tired from the long day of moving. Beverly took a shower as I arranged my room.

If you’re a straight guy, you need to hear this. Something happened over Christmas that’s so fucking hot it’s ridiculous, and I need to talk about it.

So I’m part of a small, but very close friend circle of two guys and two women (me being one of the two guys). One of the two women, S, I became very close friends with during high school, and myself and S met the other woman in the group, L, shortly after high school.

We were a close group of three friends for a little while, until we met the other guy in our group, Aidan.

We’re all in our late 20s-going-on-30s now, so it’s been a long time since then.

When we first met Aidan, we decided to bring him into our group because he basically had no other friends, and had always struggled to make friendships. Were it not for us, he would probably have struggled to find friends to this day.

Aidan is extremely shy and nerdy, and while the other three of us are pretty successful and have good careers, etc, he’s still struggling to get himself out there, and still lives with his parents.

Moving out of the friend zone (M/F)

The room was stuffy from too many people congregating in one area. Now that her drink was empty, Kelly knew it was the perfect time to slide out of the circle of chatter and make her way outside to the balcony for some fresh air and a refill. She needed a stiff drink and a stiffer dick she laughed to herself.

After a long business trip and having only herself to satisfy her needs, Kelly was keenly aware of every move Grant made and honed in on every word he said. She hoped her attention to him wasn’t noticeable – there has underlying tension for a few months now which most of their circle had chalked up to them now working together – they’ve been friends since high school and had only playful banter between them; it was only since they became coworkers that she started thinking of what it would be like to fuck him. Not knowing why she hadn’t imagined his tall, athletic body naked when they were younger.

The miracle every guy with female friends dreams about. Can you help me make it come true?

Like almost everyone else on the planet, I have a close group of friends, and like a lot of friend groups, ours formed in high school, and has remained together ever since. There are a mixture of girls and guys in the group, and while everything between all of us has always remained platonic over the years, in the mind of every guy in the group there is an unspoken truth, that we’d never say out loud to one another, but is almost assuredly the ultimate fantasy of every single one of us.

It’s pretty well known that in every group of friends, the guys will fantasize about the girls, no matter how platonic outward realities have always been. But that’s not the unspoken truth that I’m talking about.

The unspoken truth is the desperate longing for the miracle. What exactly the miracle is probably varies slightly between guys, but the principle of the miracle is the same: something happens to them, involving the female members of the group, so hot as to be totally impossible, and so hot as to be beyond comprehension.

The miracle, if it happened to them, would be impossible to truly handle, because it would be the hottest thing that’s ever happened to anybody.

My First, But Not Last FFM Threesome [FFM]

This is a true story that took place the summer between graduating high school and my first year of college. I had been dating my then girlfriend, “Dina” for a couple of months and maybe not surprising given the way we met, we were a pretty intense and sexual couple. We had met as part of a MFM threesome, one night between myself, her and her then casual boyfriend, a friend of mine.

We were pretty evenly matched. I was young, six foot and 180 pounds, black hair and blue eyes with a great build and stamina from years of high level high school sports. She was 5’4, half Hispanic with full D breasts, a great ass and incredible legs she loved to show off in short skirts and high heels. She was thin had these sensual full lips, looked great and she knew it. I caught her once rubbing her own pussy, with one hand on her breasts in front of a full length mirror, just turned on by herself….

[M]y [F]irst Cougar Lead to Other Firsts

Aunt Kim was not actually related to me. She was my best friend Mark’s Aunt, actually. However, Mark and I were friends from preschool through adulthood, lived 4 houses apart, our parents were friends, we were together all the time and Kim was always around. So, I called her Aunt Kim.

She was quite a bit younger than our parents and the other adults that were around and she wasn’t married and didn’t have kids of her own. So, she was the coolest adult I knew, by far. As a kid, I knew that she was pretty and loved being around her. She was always perky and positive and energetic. She acted like a kid around the kids, but could then hang with the adults and even help to smooth things over for us if we got into trouble.

As I got to be 12 or 13 and interested in girls, I noticed that Kim was not just pretty and fun. She was smoking hot. Really active and fit, often wearing workout clothes. Kim is about average height, shorter black hair, big brown eyes, usually very tan, medium size perky tits. Compared to the other adults I knew, she was so well put together. Nails always manicured, makeup looking perfect, smelling fantastic. At this point, she was about in her mid-late 20s, but still loved to hang around with us, playing basketball or tag or other goofy games. Any little accidental bump or touch from her was magical for me at that age.

Dr. Sylvia or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Loved Being Nude Near Her Mom [MF] FINALE

*For more than a year, ominous rumors have been privately circulating among high level* gossipers at my high school. Everyone mentioned below is 18 or has recently turned 19 years old. Except Sylvia’s mom who is in her late 40s. [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l4ekgz/dr_sylvia_or_how_i_learned_to_stop_worrying_and/) is about the very first time Sylvia and I hooked up. [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l4wnxx/dr_sylvia_or_how_i_learned_to_stop_worrying_and/) details our second encounter.

Things have been friendly but only platonic between Sylvia and myself since that April evening in her den. She isn’t dating someone who’s not me, so that’s good. But I’ve been wanting more benefits to go with our friendship for almost 2 months now. And I’ll find out she feels the same way when my parents leave town during June of our senior year. It’s finally my turn to host some debauchery. I gather together 2 flats of tallboys, 2 packs of Camel wides, a half ounce of weed, and a handle of vodka… *shoot, a fella could have a pretty good weekend in Vegas with all that stuff*. Between the twenty-odd people I invited on this Saturday afternoon, these basic supplies last less than 8 hours.

A Highschool Affair [teacher, student, cheating, caught, straight, lesbian] 1/2

This is a story about a gay girl that discovers she isn’t gay… then discovers she is gay… then realizes that she is just bi, but is not really sure. Confused yet? I know I was. That girl was me.   

I was eighteen years old, and summer break was just about over. A new school year was beginning ,yet unlike most people, I was excited. Not for the reasons one could imagine, however.

I was a lesbian. At least I thought I was since I had never been attracted to the opposite sex. My room was plastered with pictures of girls, and my internet history flooded with lesbian porn. My parents figured out when I was younger that I was gay, and I believed them. It made sense, so how could I argue it? My parents were incredibly supportive, and I felt truly blessed.

That’s actually a lie.  I was attracted to one man. However, to avoid crossing into another category, I’m going to omit that part. I never told my parents about this one man though. So they were convinced I was a lesbian. Anyway…