Behind the Blinds

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I had come home to find my girlfriend of 2 years packing her suitcases. She looked up at me and said.

“Sorry. I left you a letter. It is better this way No Fuss No muss.”

She had some auditions lined up in LA. She would send me an email with her address once she got her own place. In some ways I was glad, we had drifted apart. I worked too much; she went to auditions. I had done all I could to make it work and failed. So that was that then.

A week went by, it was a Friday night, again. Work had sucked all week. I came home with a bottle of cheap vodka and some cranberry juice and started drinking. Sometime in the evening, I had started to throw out things from the closet. When I got to my ex girlfriends side, I discovered a stash of her underwear, shoes, some dresses folded up in bags. In the chest of drawers, there was more of her stuff. I threw most of it on the bed in the spare room. I went into the en-suite and found a bunch of cosmetics and hair products. They too went on the spare bed. Standing looking at the mess, I slugged back another vodka and went out around the block to the local Vietnamese restaurant.

[MF] “So, what do you think?” “About…..” “Fooling around.”

This happened to me about a month after turning 21. I worked weekends at a meat market while I was in college, it was a lot of fun! I learned a lot about grilling, cooking, and selecting a good piece of meat! My boss was awesome! He was very laid back, and was super funny and made the atmosphere there very lively! I started working there when I was still in high school, and he set me up with 2 of his nieces (at different times, unfortunately lol) neither of these worked out, but they were great girls, and dated one for a short period of time. My boss and I became really good friends, and as it approached me turning 21 he kept saying how he was excited to finally be able to take me to a bar. He was in his mid 30s at this time. About a month after birthday finally rolled around he asked me if I wanted to go over to the small town he lived in and go to a bar one of his family members owned. I of course did, (it was a fun little hole in the wall.) We did the normal birthday shots and then had a drink or 2 before they were going to close down. I was bummed because it was so early. What I didn’t know was they close early on that night because there is another little nar across the street that has $1 beer on that night. So, everyone that was at the first bar just walked across the street. We had been at the bar maybe 10 min. And I noticed that I was probably the youngest person there by far. My boss was probably even one of the younger ones. My boss knew a lot of the people (very small town) and was making all talk and introducing me. He told the bartender (a very rough looking and acting lady in her 50s if I had to guess.) That it was my birthday recently so, then she checked id and made a few comments about how young I was, all in good fun, and the other people around the bar had fun with it. After we got a very boss and I went across the bar to play pool. That’s when I noticed a lady that looked to be in her 40s but had a sexiness about here that I couldn’t put my finger on. As we were playing our first game of pool I noticed the bar tender was walking toward me with a beer.”Its from the blonde up at the bar.” “That’s so nice, tell her”….and before I can finish my sentence the lady from the bar is standing hip to hip with me looking up and back at me and says “so, what do you think?” I respond with “about?” “Fooling around” she says. Trying to be on my best behavior I tell her “well, I think I have a girlfriend that wouldn’t like that much.” She immediately responds with “well, I have a husband, have fun with me.” Somehow in my stupid 21 year old brain I accepted that as a good point and said, “okay, where are you thinking?” She tells me to “meet me out back by my van” and describes it to me. I was not waiting long before she came out the door and started kissing me and rubbing the now growing bulge forming in my pants. This goes on for a few min. Before she opens the back door to her van so we can get in the back. Now, we had to get in the very back because the middle row had 2 car seats in it. This made pretty uncomfortable because I started thinking about how wrong this was, and decided I needed to just go back inside. When I told her this, she gave me this look, like, seriously? And just said to let “you’re not going anywhere.” As she locked the doors to the van. She then took my shirt off and started kissing her way down my body. She stopped at my belt and just looked at me and winked and she undid my belt while never breaking eye contact. She teased me so much, just lightly licking up my shaft periodically, and used her fingernail to ever so lightly trace her way up the under side and twisted right before the head of my now throbbing cock with her hand like she was trying to twist off a lid using all 5 fingertips. And then slowly moved her fingers down until her palm was hit she couldn’t go any further down and she did a few other things just to tease and then asked if I wanted to taste her. I took her shirt and bra off, and was very pleasantly surprised. She had great boobs! They were a full C cup with nipples that were just the perfect thickness that made me want to nibble on them. I slowly worked my way down her very impressive body, and put my hand palm first to feel her soaking puffy. I rubbed in slow small circles with my palm for a second. I then slid in my middle finger followed by my right finger and slowly start to massage her g-spot while I explore every part of her tight little pussy with my tongue. As she was getting more and more into it I wrapped lips around her clit and moved my tongue in a way that she said felt like a vibrator. At this time I’m also starting to go faster with hand too, using the 2 fingers. She starts reacting in a way I had never seen. Her legs were shaking, and her eyes were rolling and then it happened…..she squirted all over my face! I had no idea what had happened, but it turned me on so much! I put on the condom and slid into her pussy, it was like it was sucking me in and felt amazing! She started to pull hard on the back of my neck with both hands and looked in my eyes and demanded that I fuck her hard.. I started to go harder and faster than I ever had before and could start to feel my orgasm building. She started yelling out “I’m gonna fucking cum!” And lost all control of her body…..as she is coming back to normal I feel myself really close….and heres the kind comical part. As soon as she got off she sort of pushed me out of her, thanked me for the great orgasm and then I went back into the bar and she left. I have never seen her since, and don’t know her name….my old boss said he still will see her at the grocery in town sometimes…thanks for teaching me a few things! I wish I could have finished lol

High School Field Strip [MF] [MDom] [Humiliation] [Molestation] [Public]

WARNING

THIS IS GRAPHIC MATERIAL MEANT FOR AGES 18 AND ABOVE. CONTAINS FETISHES: STRIP SEARCH, BLACKMAIL, INCEST, NON-CON, FORCED TO STRIP, FORCED EXHIBITIONISM, HUMILIATION, EMBARRASSMENT, ABUSE OF AUTHORITY.  ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

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**Prologue**

“We will meet at the school parking lot tomorrow morning, 7am sharp.  Do not be late.  The bus leaves at 7:15am for the airport,” said Mrs. Trumont right as the bell rang.

“How much are you packing?” I asked David on our way out of class.

“Just my backpack,” he replied.

“Just your backpack? You know it’s a five day trip, didn’t you read the packing list?”

“Five days in DC –  it’s going to be like 100 degrees there, you don’t need any clothes”

“Well the list says we need at least a raincoat, 3 pairs of jeans, 5 pairs of shorts…”

“Stop being a dweeb, Ryan – we’re adults now, we can do what we want and I’m packing a swimsuit and the clothes I’m wearing, that’s it.  Hell maybe I’ll just wear my swimsuit.”

First Time Hotwife True Story: “Performing” Arts [FM]

**Disclaimer: This is a true story of events that just recently happened. Chronicling them to keep the memories fresh and sharing for fun. All names and identifying factors have been changed to protect my fuckbuddies*

I sat in the coffee shop, trying to keep my mind on the work in front of me but completely failing as I imagined that moment, again. My back against the wall, his body pressed against mine, his lips, his scent, his hands at my waist. It had been only three days since our kiss but I could hardly think of anything else. My days went by in a haze of surreal remembrance and disbelief: had I really made out with another man? First against the wall and then those sweet little nothings as we danced. And then again outside the club when he had walked me to my car. It had been more intense, then. He had been more bold. Against the door to the car, our tongues together and his hands over my shirt grasping at my breasts and then sliding to my ass to grip and pull me against him. I wanted it. I wanted more.

DING.

[M] Confessions of a crossdresser…

I have been a secret crossdresser for over 20 years.

Nobody in my life knows this.

I live in a large, American city with fairly progressive friends. But I can’t imagine a situation where I can even “come out” to them. Crossdressing is misunderstood. Honestly, I can’t even pretend to understand what drives my obsession. I imagine most people stopped reading this after the first few lines–because even in a place that caters to a little of everything, it just seems weird to most. I get it.

There are people who will defend gay and trans rights who are judgmental toward crossdressers. “It’s just a fetish” is the typical response. Different than not comforming to the gender you were born.

And they’re probably right. But that doesn’t make it any more common among the fetish community. If you crossdress, you’re expected to be a sissy or a submissive. But I’m neither of those things. If anything, I’m dominant.

Under The Stars [MF]

“It’s good to be home.”

That was the first thing Natalie Meyers said to herself after stepping off the plane. She’d just endured a nine-hour flight, which had included three-hour layover in Atlanta and a seat next to a man who snored like a chainsaw. It had been a long day, to say the least, but that made coming all the more refreshing.

She couldn’t make her way through the main airport terminal fast enough. That proved challenging because it was the early evening and everything was still bustling. Crowds of people swarmed in every direction, talking and yelling over each other in a chorus of noise. Having spent three days in a city, her ears were already ringing. It felt like she hadn’t had a quiet moment since she left.

“I need to get out of here,” Natalie sighed as she walked faster.

She still couldn’t hear herself. It hadn’t been her first business trip, but she still wasn’t used to it, the endless noise from every direction. Natalie had grown up in a rural community where the noisiest thing was a lawnmower engine. Even the college she’d gone to had been small and remote – hectic in the day, but peaceful and quiet at night. She needed that peace. She needed that quiet. Even though her job as a web developer made for a lengthy commute, she could only stand the chaos for so long.

My husband fulfilling my rape fantasy [FM] [kink]

Basically since forever I’ve had a fantasy where a guy I don’t know grabs me and has his way and then leaves, a classic rape fantasy. And since it actually ended up happening to me in college, I felt ashamed to keep thinking about it – I kind of put it out of my mind. But, I kept watching rough sex videos and it was always kind of there.

One night a few years ago my husband and I were laying in bed talking and the topic of fantasies came up. He tells me that he is curious about pegging (which we’ve done a bunch now) and he opens up about it. Then it’s my turn and I don’t really have anything to say. He finally drags it out of me and I tell him all about my rape fantasy. Then he tells me about his ex and how she had the same fantasy and how he carried it out and the story was a huge turn on. So, I told him I wanted him to do it, we established a safe word and boundaries and then that was that.

[F]inding Out My High School Sweetheart and her College Roommate Were Dor[M]room Cumsluts

Random story from when I was about 19. My high school sweetheart and I, we were each other’s firsts and stuck it out on-and-off for about two years before we drifted apart. We remained friends for a long time, occasionally had phone sex or jumped into bed for a while, even after she got engaged at 23.

At this point, though, I had thought she was still pretty innocent. We’d swap some sex stories from time to time but I didn’t really keep up on what was going on with her. First time I came to visit her at her college in the midwest, I dropped in to stay with her for a few days as she started her sophomore year. She was a bubbly and sweet blond from a wealthier family, on the curvy side with a pretty face and medium-length hair. I was looking forward to spending some time with her.

Her dorm was an all-girls floor for liberal arts students who wanted to focus on their books instead of partying, but because enforcing it was left up to other college girls, that was more of a tip than a rule. She’d told me she could put me up as long as there were no male voices causing a disturbance after the 8:00 pm curfew, and that her roommate would be there for Friday night, then gone for the rest of the three-day weekend.

Hooked up with my ex over the holidays.. oops! [FM]

Hiii! Ok, so after my last [post]( https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a79ueq/i_broke_my_own_rule_fm/?st=JQG9S4GZ&sh=6e104936) and all the love and messages you guys sent me I decided to post this hook up I had a couple days ago. I want to apologize if it’s kind of long, I really tried to go back and take out any unnecessary details haha. Hope you enjoy!???

So my ex boyfriend, William, and I were both back in our hometown for the holidays and just for a bit of history: We broke up maybe about a year and a half ago? A little more? It was kind of a bad break up. He was a bit overbearing and always jealous whenever I was around other guys. That wasn’t the only reason we broke up, but it definitely contributed to the fighting. We had a few close mutual friends, so after we broke up it was kind of hard to avoid each other. We eventually became civil again, and I guess you could say we were friendly. We’d never hang out or text or anything, but if we ran into each other, etc it wouldn’t be too awkward.

Sharing a FWB for the first time [MFM]

This happened years ago, but it was an amazing experience.

When I was in high school, I had a FWB for a while. She was thick (but not fat) and mixed black/white. We occasionally hooked up in secrecy after school, but had different friends/interests, so never interacted much in school itself. Cut to the point, one day after hooking up, we talked about things we’ve wanted to try.She mentioned having a threesome, both with another girl and another guy. I said the girl one sounded more fun, but ultimately she said she was down to try with another girl if we did one with a guy first. I thought it over that night, and ultimately agreed to a MFM.

We had made a post on Craigslist at the time, and finally found someone we agreed on (we were both barely 18, and finding someone our age was harder than anticipated). The other guy went to a different school, so we didn’t have to worry about someone else at our school finding out or anything. He was skinny, white and had a pretty big dick. We picked a day to meet and all met up at my house after school one day. I could tell she was nervous, but also excited, and so was I.