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A Swimmer’s Tale- I[F] masturbated for the first time at age 20 [mast] [bi]

Every girl’s magazine will tell you that masturbation is normal. They are aimed at young girls, but for me it was all a lot of words. I am now 24 and I only masturbated for the first time when I was 20. Not many people believe me, but it is entirely true.

Perhaps it was because I lived in a small city, about an hour by train from Sydney, which was just large enough to have its own full-size swimming pool. Perhaps it was because my folks were very keen for me to do all the right things. I did music and sciences and art and ballet, but the only thing I really, really loved was swimming.

From the age of 11 onwards I started going to the pool every week and it became my second home. At that age it is almost impossible to swim properly, muscles are not developed well enough. But soon I got older and got bigger muscles and before long I was in school competitions and then state finals. Read more »

Fucking you and your drunk friend [M/F/F, creampie, lesbian, etc.]

I had agreed to be your DD for the girls night out you had planned ahead of schedule, so when you called around 11:30 I already knew what to expect. What I didn’t expect was for your friend Chelsea to be staying with us. I know how horny you get after a few drinks and I suspect that you won’t care if your friend hears you moaning. Maybe she won’t even remember, who knows. At least neither of you are terribly drunk, just loosened up and having a good time.

I’m in our room getting ready for bed when you both come in and get under the covers. I laugh and grab the throw blanket from the chair and start to head for the couch when you call me back in. I turn around in time for you to fling your panties at me, landing them at my feet.

“Where do you think you’re going?” You ask loudly before you both start laughing.

“Show is your dick!” Chelsea cheers as I start laughing with you two. Maybe you’re more drunk than I thought. “I only came here because sara said I could have fun tonight.” She admits, trying to be seductive. I raise an eyebrow and look at you with a smile. Read more »

Kate’s Afternoon Delight (pt4) FF Lesbian

Kate exited the tube and rode the escalator into the shopping centre. She felt flushed with excitement and had butterflies in her stomach. After their first meeting, Kate had waited for Sara to suggest getting together again. Their online conversations had gone back to normality, chatting about their work and moaning about husbands. It was almost like the sex had never happened.

And then one night, Sara sent her a video clip on twitter of two naked women kissing. ‘I wanna do this to you’ the caption read. ? Kate sent back. Then a few days later another clip of a woman licking another woman’s pussy. No message. Kate sent back “let’s meet”

So it was arranged, they set a date. And Kate’s excitement had been building up as the days went by. Sara told her to text when she arrived, so Kate sent a message “I’m here, where shall we meet?” Kate stared at her phone, waiting as the dots indicated Sara was typing a reply.

‘Premier Inn. Let me know when you are there, I will come and get you’ Kate felt scared and excited at the same time. She consulted the shopping centre map and found the hotel. She wished she had waited before texting, gone to a bar for some liquid courage. Read more »

f,f,M My Wet Lesbian Fantasy

Annie lay in bed waiting for her husband to join her. She knew he was going to want sex but she was not in the mood. When he entered the bed he started to run his hand from her shoulder down to her thigh. She settled in to the touching and turned towards him. She had been having a hard time getting off with him and this time was no different. Read more »

How I like to fuck [FF]

Readers of the previous stories that I have posted here will know that I am into the ladies! Specifically, ever since my university days I have a long-standing romantic interest in dominant and physically powerful women.

Recently I was chatting with another bi female friend about this, and the subject of “how I like to fuck” arose. As a result we both spent some time in fruitful conversation discussing our various different kinks when it comes to sleeping with and seducing other women, both from back when we were in university and then afterwards. This ended up being a long and really interesting conversation and I thought my side of the chat would make a great topic for a /r/gonewildstories post.

I realise that I might sound faintly ridiculous that I am desscribing myself like some kind of ridiculous lesbian superhero looking to swoop in and save pretty butch girls from their totally unjustified and unwarranted sexual repression! However that description chimes many of my past sexual experiences amusingly enough.

As ever, I am actively seeking feedback on my work so please feel free to add a comment below or PM me.

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Why Do Teachers Lean So Close? – [FF][Lesbian][Kissing]

(All characters are 18+)

You know what always annoyed me growing up. When teachers would walk the room while you were working. Not on tests, I get that, but just doing remedial classwork. They would walk around and if you had a question or they wanted to check in with you they would bend down and lean in so close, or crouch and be level with you and their face and head would invade your space. Why do so many teacher’s do that?

Okay, yes, I understand I’m complaining about helpful teachers which is a solid 10 on the the ‘being a complete brat’ scale, but I don’t really feel this way anymore. Not for a good reason, of course, but because of Ms. Rain.

Ms. Rain was a tall, dark-haired, hazel-eyed, slender woman who was chipped out of marble and breathed life into by a goddess. Okay, that may be a bit hyperbolic. I guess you can guess, though, I loved her.

Eighteen years-old, a simple girl sitting in Ms. Rain’s European History class, I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off her when she taught. I would take in the air when she walked by and look into her eyes intently when we spoke. Read more »

Sub Routine [FF, MC] (part 3/3)

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My only conclusion was that I had to get some sleep. I knew that I wasn’t thinking clearly, and that that was almost entirely because of fatigue.

I’d spent the last three nights awake, watching Lily at the machine, and I was feeling the effects. If I didn’t get some sleep voluntarily, I was going to get it involuntarily. And although the thought of Lily moving my sleeping body over next to the computer and slipping the headphones onto my defenseless ears gave me an erotic tingle, I didn’t want to become infected by the virus in such a stupid fashion. So I needed to sleep tonight.

This left me with the problem of what to do about Lily. I considered hiding the key-card to the clean room, but then she’d spend the whole night looking for it. And the first place she’d look for it would probably be on me.

No, I’d have to let her do as she wished, unsupervised. But she’d done that before, and I was still myself. And she didn’t know about the camera. Read more »

Sub Routine [FF, MC] (part 3/3)

* [Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hkpo04/sub_routine_ff_mc_part_13/)
* [Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hl9gee/sub_routine_ff_mc_part_23/)
* You are now reading Part Three, the concluding chapter.

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My only conclusion was that I had to get some sleep. I knew that I wasn’t thinking clearly, and that that was almost entirely because of fatigue.

I’d spent the last three nights awake, watching Lily at the machine, and I was feeling the effects. If I didn’t get some sleep voluntarily, I was going to get it involuntarily. And although the thought of Lily moving my sleeping body over next to the computer and slipping the headphones onto my defenseless ears gave me an erotic tingle, I didn’t want to become infected by the virus in such a stupid fashion. So I needed to sleep tonight.

This left me with the problem of what to do about Lily. I considered hiding the key-card to the clean room, but then she’d spend the whole night looking for it. And the first place she’d look for it would probably be on me.

No, I’d have to let her do as she wished, unsupervised. But she’d done that before, and I was still myself. And she didn’t know about the camera. Read more »