Changing lanes at the pool [FF] Part Two

We made our way to the lockers to get our stuff then quickly get changed and get out of here. “You’re a lucky man. Two girls coming home with you,” Nicole said smiling. Samantha turned to look at us. “I’m only here for you Nicole. I have no interest in Red. I am not into men.” She closed her locker and stepped into a cubicle to get dressed. Nicole blushed with a slight panic in her eyes. “I’ve never been with another girl before. I have masturbated to girl-on-girl porn before, but that’s about all the experience I have.” “Come join me in my locker I think we need to talk,” Samantha said.

Nicole took her things and made her way to Samantha’s cubicle. I went into the smaller one and started to get changed. They’re stall was next mine so I could overhear the conversation. “Every time you were talking to me about Red, I secretly was fantasizing what it would be like if you were talking about me like that. I’ve had a little crush on you for a while now. I’m not expecting you to have one on me too. But hearing you just now getting eaten out by Red turned me on and I want to hear you moan for me.” There was a silence. Not an awkward one but more one of deliberation.

Two friends holiday teasing gets… really wet [FF]

This is about two friends that I’m only tangentially involved with. In this chapter anyway ;)

My friend is a bisexual woman in her late 20s, mixed race and slim with long flowing hair and the naughtiest laugh – let’s call her Lily. She had a threesome a few years ago with another friend, a bisexual white woman in her late 20s who’s incredibly toned and has a few piercings and subtly coloured hair; a cute pastel pink when this all took place – let’s call her Kate. I’d also like to say that they are both ‘amateur models’ in the sense that, like most of our friends, they’re the girls that will be asked to do a photoshoot for friends-of-friends’ startup ideas or be extras in acquaintance’s short films. They’re fucking hot, by anyone’s standards.

The man they had the threesome with isn’t important here because he wasn’t important at the time, though worth noting he’s in a band that have had a couple of top 20 hits. But he was a prop; they used him as an excuse to get to each other, and it sounds like he got more of a show than a fully participatory fuckfest. (I can think of worse places to be front row.) I’ve always felt the tension between them when we’re out together; seen the lingering hands on thighs, lips on cheeks, eye contact sucking the lemon after too many shots of tequila.

My straight bodybuilder friend and I have the same kink! You won’t believe this!

I bought an old mansion and converted it into a modern, state of the art private gym equipped with a full spa & other amenities. Getting the place together wasn’t easy or something I could do alone so I hired people to help with odds and ends.

Jeremy was a friend I met at another gym in town and I promised him a free membership to my gym if he helped out with the opening. He was one of the people who helped unload, build, and position all of the equipment. He was around 5ft 8in and 240 pounds of pure lean muscle. Jeremy looked like he walked right off the cover of “muscle magazine” and at 25 he was well on his way to being a professional bodybuilder in no time.

Out of the 9 guys I’d hired to work for me Jeremy was by far the most reliable and enthusiastic about seeing the gym open so we spent a lot of time together. On most nights, when everyone else had gone we would talk for hours sharing beers, joints, workout tips, and stories about anything.

(28f) When I go too long without Sex… Masturbation Confessions. [F]

Due in no small part to the current state of the world and, more specifically, the series of UK wide lockdowns preventing any form of socialising, interaction with handsome strangers, or, crucially, getting within two meters of anyone you don’t already share a toilet seat with, I currently find myself in the torrid and frosty grip of the longest ‘dry spell’ of my life.

Which is to say quite simply; since losing my virginity, this is the single longest stretch of time I have lived through without having sex.

And I am *not* coping well.

Previous such dry spells have always been relatively easy things to remedy. Boyfriends would be a mere stones throw away and rarely requires more than a single consonant uttered in their direction before they’d be over and pants down. Frankly saying any word beginning with ‘F’ that sounded like a question was usually sufficient to provoke a response. Alternatively, if I was single and feeling the familiar pang of lonely loins I’d pop on a HIAATAMT dress (‘Hi, I’m Alice And These Are My Tits’, for the uninitiated) and head for an evening of socialising at a bar, and the situation would, eventually, come to its own happy conclusion.

The First Time My Husband Bred Me [MF]

Every time my husband is successful in impregnating me, I always find myself reminiscing about the first time he bred me. We just found out last week that I was pregnant again and I can share that experience on here as well if anyone is interested.

When I met him I was 19, a virgin, and new to the area and thought it would be a long time before I even considered having kids. He was 40, just about twice my height, 300+ pounds, and the most charming man I’d ever met.

We met in an office setting and it was impossible to keep from teasing him, hoping he would take it further. I found myself fantasizing about him every night, playing with my very tight pussy while imagining he was on top of me fucking me raw and filling me with his cum. I was so tight then I couldn’t even fit a pinky inside, but I became obsessed with the thought of this big, older man being the one to stretch my pussy out and keep me full of his seed so that I could spend the rest of my life giving him children. He just woke up something so primal and so deep inside me that I had never even known existed.

My [F] (29) first swinging experience

We as a couple have already included other people in our sex lives two times now (stories on my profile. XD) but we were yet to have actually swung (is that the right word?) with another couple. Now since it was the first time, we didn’t want to take a chance by letting strangers from the internet into the apartment. So, my husband and I thought of getting a couple we already know to swing with us.

Ever since we moved into this apartment, we have gotten really friendly with this engineer couple that stays on the same floor as us. Like we meet sometimes on weekends to have a few drinks and Biryani. Both of them are pretty fun and know how to have a good time.

The guy is tall and lanky but in a good way. Also, he has a kinda nice ass. The girl’s stocky with a squarish face that would have been very plain and boring if not for her ample bosom and butt.

[F] I am 20 year old Indian girl who is a kiss less virgin and find solace in masturbation. I am a chronic heavy masturbator. UPDATE 2.

This time, I thought I will share about my masturbation routine. I prefer to masturbate when I am all alone at home or in the midnight when everyone else is asleep. I used to go for quick rubs back in the days but as time passed, I realized that I love long relaxed session more than quick ones. I can wait for hours and maybe days to have a long session than rub one out multiple times for a shorter duration.

So I basically start out by rubbing my clit for a while. This gets me wet and ready. Then, I proceed to finger myself and I stimulate my gspot and this gets me to the edge. Finally, I finish off by rubbing my clit once again and in here I squirt. Now while I am rubbing or fingering myself, my right hand would be busy and with the left I play with my boobs or spank my ass (if I am standing). I pinch, twist, pull my nipples. I am blessed in the chest department so at times I even take my nipples into my own mouth and bite it.

48 hours of submission – Part 1: The first morning [MF] [BDSM]

*This is my first time ever writing any sort of erotica, so please be kind! I’d written a few stories about my sex life before, but that was just retelling an experience, whereas I want this to read more like an erotic novel I guess. It’s going to be a little series, and it is based on true events, with some colourful creative writing, and some changes to dialogue – because who can actually remember exactly what they said while they’re getting fucked hard, or being punished for being naughty? Anyway, hope you enjoy this first part, there will be more to come soon.*
 

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Friday night, we were laying in bed, cuddling naked, the usual. We had just made love, it was sweet and tender, as it always is before *those* weekends. He showered me with kisses and “I love yous”, while he was gently sliding in and out of me, making me feel so loved. I know that I needed that, because when we wake up tomorrow, he will quite literally own me, and for the next 48 hours I’ll be his little slut, his fucktoy to use as he wishes.
 

[Group] Bisexual camping fun with Will, Julia and her friend [Part 2]

After we discovered how much fun the three of us can have [peek my page for part 1] Julia and Will started inviting me over a lot more. This was the beginning of an incredibly sexually adventurous period in all three of our lives. We spent countless nights experimenting and exploring fantasies. We were all going to the same college, so it was not hard to find time to try new things with eachother. One could say this was my first poly relationship, though we never slapped a label on what we were doing.

A few things that Julia really started getting into was exhibition, public and group sex. And her libido was ravenous. So insatiable that it was often we would all three be out at a restaurant or in the dining hall just enjoying our meal when she would start to run her foot up either Will or my leg. That’s when her and Will or me would then sneak off to the bathroom or around a corner to a blind spot for a quickie. I always thought it was crazy hot, seeing all these people just go about their everyday business, totally unaware that Julia is getting wrecked by Will or I just a few feet away behind a closed door.

I [M] was the 21 year old help, she [F] was the 39 year old customer who ORDERED me into bed. I became her toy boy. Part 3 [MF]

In case you missed it –
Part 1 is [Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/leb06u/i_m_was_the_21_year_old_help_she_f_was_the_39/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
Part 2 is [Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lf2367/i_m_was_the_21_year_old_help_she_f_was_the_39/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

In this part (part 3), my time with Deb gets very uncomfortable. Then it gets better. Part 4 will round off the series.

I’ve never written about this experience before and it’s my first try writing anything sexual. Hope you like.

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I parked up and gave Deb’s arm a gentle rub to wake her. She opened her eyes slowly and turned to me with a sleepy but sexy smile. “Let’s go to bed” she said with a grin.

She was looking attractive despite/because of her drunken flirty state. The long curly blonde hair was now down around her shoulders (no longer in a scrunch) and she looked sexy in an untamed way.

When we got inside the house she threw her bag on the floor, kicked her shoes off and said she’d be back in a minute. I stood there, feeling like a stranger in someone else’s house, which I was. The front door opened into a hallway which led to an open plan living/kitchen area. That’s where she left me so I decided to pour us a couple of glasses of water.