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This is my life now – Chapter 2 [STR8][F][MAST][Body swap]

CH2

My name is Claire. I’m 5’4” tall, in my early 20s, with long blonde hair and green eyes. This is my life now.

I spent the first day in my new body freaking out. I locked myself away and used some emergency leave at work. I stayed in that T-shirt all day and did some research online to see if this had happened to anyone before. Of course I couldn’t get any help there. Aside from my shock in the morning the weirdest thing was peeing. I managed to remember to sit down every time but I kept trying to point my dick into the toilet only to realize it wasn’t there. I had a mild panic attack every single time. I think I had gotten a bit more used to it by the end of the day, but it didn’t seem like it would ever feel normal. It took forever to fall asleep and I slept through the morning and into the afternoon. Read more »

Chloe’s Addiction 6

I laid on my bed, proud of my work. Emily had left still with a look of lust in her eyes. She had demanded that I teach her how to do that next time. She had returned to her boyfriend, planning on telling him every detail. He had actually probably heard it all anyway. Emily had told me that they heard me cumming earlier when I was on cam. She didn’t judge me for doing it. She had just accepted that’s what I did.

I decided to check the site for messages and have a better look around. A bit more reading made me realise I was supposed to reward donators. The serious money seemed to be in doing private shows. I found that by actually getting naked and masturbating on cam, I had already done a lot more than most girls do without being private.

I did decide to just leave anal for private shows until I reviewed my messages. There were a few requests for a private show when I was next online. They varied a lot in what they wanted me to do. One wanted me to masturbate whilst calling their name. Read more »

How an unexpected foursome blasted away 18 years of repressed sexuality [Group] FMFM

Hello! I’m very new to all of this, as I’ve only been slutting it up for a few months. But my (select) friends and acquaintances have been enjoying hearing about my sexual exploits so much they encouraged me to start documenting them. Everything I write is 100% true, although some details get hazy and foggy because I’m such a pothead. This is the long and involved story of my sexual awakening this past Labor Day 2018 and how I gained super slut powers and started my foray into slutdom.

So some background about me and my sexual history. I’m a married 38 year old nerd. I met my husband Jack (names changed for anonymity) in college and we’ve been together and monogamous for 18 years (up until Labor Day 2018). He was pretty much my first lay.

You can skip ahead to the foursome at **** if you like. Read more »

Losing my [F] virginity to a Tinder hookup [M] was liberating and awesome!

As a female living in a catholic household for most of my life, sexuality of any form was always prohibited. However, that didn’t stop me from engaging in masturbation, orgasming and porn-watching, but it was always tainted with intense guilt and anxiety. I felt guilty for wanting to be sexual with my boyfriend at the time, which caused intense fear and is the reason I never had any contact with his genitals at all (or anyone else’s for that matter). But boy did I dream and fantasize about it.

The fantasy of sex mixed with my guilt for having that fantasy created a unique situation for me, I was very “knowledgeable” about sex and what I liked sexually, but always resolved to “I’ll just have to do that with my husband one day”.

Of course, moving away to college made me agnostic and a proud supporter of the pro-choice movement, birth control, being bisexual and most things Catholicism condemned in my past.

I felt liberated, everything changed, yet the one thing to never change was my insatiable sex drive. I bought my first vibrator which opened up a new world of potential g-spot orgasms. It felt good to have control over my body, I theoretically didn’t need anyone to give me an orgasm, or sexual pleasure. Read more »

[Fm] [m-mast] [voy] [oral] [str8] The swimming pool (Part 2)

*This is the second (and maybe last) part of Luke and Jane’s sexual adventure*

Luke went to the pool every day, without fail at the same time. She wasn’t there. Not the first day. Not the second. Not for a week. He spent his days longing to see her again, masturbating to the fantasy of her, and in fear that she would somehow reach to his family and humiliate him.

She avoided the pool. She was afraid of running into him again. Of falling pray to the temptation. The shower head was her loving companion every night, as her husband lay in bed, sleeping, ignoring her beauty, leaving her unfulfilled. He had fallen pray to habit, to comfort, and forgot to want his own wife, to lust after her. And she was left to her own devices, pleasuring herself, quietly moaning over the sound of the shower, fantasizing about the young boy that had cum for her in the swimming pool, with no restraint, nothing but his primal carnal lust for her. Read more »

[MF] I hooked up with my buddy’s wife

About a decade ago in my early twenties I used to work for a Fire Department. While I was working there one of my buddies would bring his wife around a lot to eat dinner with our shift. I never thought anything of it, or much of her. She was cute, 5’2, blonde hair, blue eyes, B cup tits but a spectacular ass.

One of the things I had to do was become EMT certified and was sort of inconvenienced when my buddy told me that his wife would also be in the class I was getting ready to start at the local community college. It was known that they had been going through some stuff and were actually living separated at the time. He asked me to keep an eye on her and I just thought to myself “here we go”. I went to the first days of class I tried to avoid the situation and keep to myself, however she approached me for casual conversation during breaks. It was fun and passed the time so no harm no foul I thought. The second week of class she became very flirty and would make comments how I was much more attentive than he was. Read more »

[F]aceti[m]e Sexy Time

So Thursday marked a year since James and I broke up, and though we’ve mostly moved on from each other, it’s fair to say we miss each others’ bodies and the constant flirting via text and FaceTime a long distance relationship brings. On Tuesday, we were both feeling ridiculously lonely and exceptionally horny, and released it on each other. It started as my Snaps going a little lower than usual, showcasing my tits barely contained by our favorite sports bra, to a shameless mirror selfie in the booty shorts that drove him wild. All this was met by enthusiastic frustration, and revenge was launched in the form of shirtless pics (I still drool over his upper body), then the pants going down a bit, culminating in a faint but definitely present bulge display. Since he had homework to work on and I had frustration to take care of, I figured we were done after a “We shouldn’t be doing this.” I wandered to this lovely sub, expecting to take care of myself and hit the hay.

He had other ideas. Read more »

The Quiet Ones – [Arse Worship / Ass Worship], [Riding Cock], [Pussy Licking], [Small Tits], [Kissing], [Romantic], [Gentle], [Petite], [Cute] , [Lingerie], [Masturbation], [Geek], [Glasses], [Dirty Talk], [British]

I’d first met her when she started working at my office as a temp. A petite little cutie with long brown hair with a gentle and natural curl and a beautiful arse hidden under her knee-length pencil skirt. She was in her own little world with a face that rarely smiled, but which I longed to see grimaced in ecstasy, especially under those cute geeky glasses. She wasn’t like the other girls in the office. She was so quiet no one really spoke to her but I obsessed over her. I used to fantasise about fucking her, turning myself on repeating, in words in my head,  the things I would like to do with her.

I knew she was cute but I first realised she was something really special when I caught her touching herself at her desk! It was early in the morning and we’d been the first two in the office, She had come in first and was there on her own when I walked in and saw her bent slightly over, her eyes half closed and her right hand definitely not on her mouse, but down between her legs. She immediately stopped when she realised I was there and awkwardly said good morning to me. She suspected that I knew, and she was right. We spent the rest of the morning exchanging glances. Her’s trying to work out if I would tell any one else and seemingly begging me not to. Meanwhile I tried to keep a straight face, delighted that I’d finally penetrated her quiet exterior and got a glimpse that she was the saucy little thing that I had hoped she was. Read more »

College sexting tension with leads to a fun afternoon. 25[M] 32[F] (cheating)

This is sparked by this person trying to add me on LinkedIn. I have her blocked on every form of social media but I didn’t consider that one. At the time of this writing I’m in a strong stable relationship and I won’t do anything to jeopardize that, so when she attempts to contact me I just block her. But I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I miss our time playing around.

This one is pretty mild in the scheme of things, but the chase turned me on so much that I prefer it over many lukewarm sexual encounters. This starts back in 2012 I decided to go back to college. I was 25 at the time and living in my parent’s basement. I was in a committed relationship with someone, thin redhead with long hair and freckles all over. She was pretty damn cute and we had some of the best sex I’ve ever had, but this story isn’t about her.

During the course of my education I was older than a fair number of the other students. I wasn’t there to socialize so I didn’t really interact with anyone beyond group projects. Eventually though I took an internship job at the same college and it was there I met another intern, we’ll call her Josie. Read more »

[Fm] [m-mast] [voy] The swimming pool

*This is dedicated to a beautiful lady whose post on Gonewild inspired the story*

Most encounters happen, and leave no visible mark. People appear, and then vanish from our lives, as quick in their exit as they were in their entrance. But some encounters matter. Some encounters shape us. They teach us something about ourselves, or the world, or both.

Luke was about to have just that kind of encounter. In the most unexpected of places: the swimming pool at his apartment complex. It was a warm summer afternoon, most people were at work, and the pool was as refreshing as it was quiet. He walked through the little gate, a towel in one hand, the keys in the other. He was hoping he’d be able to have the pool to himself, as it had been for the last week. But today was not meant to be. Somebody else was there. A couple. She was in the water. He was jumping out, talking to her, and then making his way towards him.

“Hi”, the main said, walking out the same gate Luke had just crossed.
“Hi” responded Luke, lost in thought, eager to jump in the water and escape the scorching heat of the sun on his skin. Read more »