Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 3) [MF][Fsub][Mast][Reluc][Exh][ENF][College][SciFi][AltReal]

**Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 3)**

True to her word, Kiera left her at the uniform shop, which was a small stand-alone building across the quad from the student union building. The sign on the door read they were open until nine during orientation week, and it was nearly eight. She stepped inside, small bells above the door jangling, and seeing a handful of mannequins wearing uniforms, a few different styles, the colored banding obviously indicating upperclassmen–maroon for her, green for second years, blue, and gold for juniors and seniors.

“You’re out late to still be in uniform.” A young woman said coming out from the back of the shop. “If you’re looking for some last-minute tailoring, Gunderson has already gone home for the day, though I’m expecting you’re here to buy something, considering the time. Most people don’t show up and hour before closing for window shopping, not if it means walking half-way across campus in nothing but stockings and heels. What do you need?”

“Well, um,” Regina cleared her throat, speaking up, “I, um, need enough uniforms to wear all week, I guess, or, well, I don’t know how many, and the school-issued pajamas, I guess…I, um, didn’t know that we were supposed to buy them.”

My after-work routine [F][Mast][Drunk][Desperate]

My mind can be obsessive. There are a few things I can’t stop it from going into overdrive. One of them is sex. I started masturbating early, I guess when I was 12, and since then I’ve spent a pretty huge part of my life doing that, fantasizing about almost everything there is to fantasize about, which is probably why my mind struggles to stop itself when the thought pops in. Don’t get me wrong I have plenty of sex, at least 1-2 times a week, but I’ll still masturbate upwards of 4 times a day. Anyway, back to the point. Because of how my mind reacts at any thought of sex, I have a hard time avoiding it. You’d be surprised how many seemingly monotonous things happen daily that start my neurons firing on all pistons: seeing myself naked in the bathroom mirror, running my soapy fingers or rough sponge over my labia in the shower, the soft fabric of my underwear, zipper, or buttons as I get dressed (or even just sit around), the saddle of my bike between my thighs, the rumble of public transport…As you can probably imagine by now, by the time work is over I’m almost having an anxiety attack about getting back home as fast as possible and treating my body to blissful orgasm. Truth be told, there are days, many days, where I just can’t wait to get home. For those days, I’ve by now found a pretty good repertoire of places I can get to quickly for some much-needed relief (bathrooms, parks, parking lots, restaurants…). Most of the time though, I wait until I get home, because I know that if I can push myself to wait, the anticipation both physical and mental, usually adds up to some pretty incredible orgasms. So, because of that, I’ve kind of developed a bit of a routine.

First Time with a Group [GROUP]

My husband read another post here about first times and so we had a few long conversations about different first times. He had a long relationship with the same girl from like 16 – 22 so all of his first everythings were with her. I wasn’t so stable back then so all my firsts were with different people. He liked my first slutty group-ish sex story the best, so after we talked about it he asked me to write it up and share it here.

This is with Dan, my first kind of shitty boyfriend type of relationship. We met at a house party, he was kind of dumb, but very good looking and wealthy. I was a freshman in college and he was a senior.

I used to party at his dorm a lot, like way too much. I lived in the freshman dorms and hated my roommate, but he lived in student apartments and shared a pretty big place with three other guys, and they all had their own bedrooms but shared a living room, bathroom, and kitchen. They were the party guys in the dorm and so every saturday it was a big party there and the RA’s didn’t really care.

Touching myself to a GoneWildStories Redditor [F] but sorta [MF]

My last story ([My Tinder Date Last Night: Swiping Right on a Married Man [MF]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a44uub/my_tinder_date_last_night_swiping_right_on_a/)) led to a lot of amazing messages and comments, some of which were just incredibly sexy…

I have to say, the last few weeks of posting my stories has been so amazing. I love being able to talk about and chronicle some of my exploits… I just never get to talk about this in real life… I also have been touching myself almost non-stop haha – which has been a real drag on my productivity!

*Okay, you know me maybe but just for context, my name is Riley. I’m 26 years old, and a bit of a girl-next-door type. Specifically, I’m a 5’4” brunette with brown eyes, I wear my hair long, a bit past shoulder length, and I stay pretty toned with cycling classes. I’m no supermodel, but I’ve never had trouble attracting a guy (or even a girl).*

This morning, like two hours before I’m posting this, I woke up to a message on Patreon ([link to my Patreon](https://www.patreon.com/rileybryson)) from Diego. This is all posted, mostly verbatim, with his permission of course:

FUCKING MY MARRIED FRIEND [mf] [oral] [mast] [swallow] [cheat]

I was at this party about three years ago and was introduced to a woman named Hannah who grew up right down the street from me. We were the same age, had lots of mutual friends in common, and yet, we’d never met. She was stunning. Six feet, curvy, natural red hair, thighs for days. Just gorgeous. Thick in all the right places. But … I was in a relationship and she was married. We became friends and would occasionally grab coffee.

When my relationship ended, Hannah was there. She brought me dinner one evening, we sat on the couch and talked about life and the meaning of things. She was happily married and had a three year old, but I would be lying if I said I didn’t fantasize about her.

Some time passed and I got an e-mail from her saying she was hosting a fundraiser for work and needed a full room. She said she’d written some other people we knew and said that I was attending—using me as bait to get other mutual friends to turn out. I responded to her message by saying, “Sneaky sneaky.”

Banged the [F]oreign artsy girl from high school when we were in college. She then danced under the stars with my cu[M] dripping down her body.

So I’ve been following this sub for a long time and have noticed a lot of stories in the last two months sounding like cheesy made-up porno scripts. This one is 100% true as I couldn’t make it up if my life depended on it and it’s the only one I’ll write.

[MF] A novel way to begin a relationship

This is the interesting tale of how my current relationship began. While it’s only been officially been going on a month, it’s unquestionably one the healthiest and sexually satisfying relationships I’ve ever been in.

Bear with me in this story, it’s a slow build. I promise it’ll be good though. It’ll be a long one.

**The characters:**

Me – 34 year old male. Average height. Thick built. Barrel chested. Decent amount of muscle. But some fat. Not in great shape, but not in poor shape either. I’ve been described as rather dashing, but I think they were trying to flatter. All in all I’m a not-unattractive nerdy guy with a great smile and good hair.

EM – 28 year old woman. Slightly taller than me. Often the most attractive woman in the room. Dirty Blonde hair. Curvy without being heavy. Perky D-cup breasts. Long legs. Amazing ass. Just an all around bombshell.

**The Setup:**

Since 2017 I’d been living a poly lifestyle. It had started with an open relationship (which ended early 2017). I’m active in the BDSM community as a switch. I’ve kept a fetlife for quite a while. And did most of my dating through OkCupid and Fetlife.

HE WANTED TO WATCH [mf] [swing] [oral] [mast] [cum]

My next door neighbor looks like a young Christina Applegate. She’s petit, blonde, and unlike the real Applegate, my neighbor has pierced nipples, which I can see jutting through her practically see through tank tops.

My neighbor is a bombshell and she knows it. She walks around the building in her booty shorts and see through tank tops and in the winter, simply adds a super heavy puffy jacket and knee high boots.

When I first moved in, she was one of the first people I met. She gave me a big friendly hello, welcoming me to the building. As a finance guy, I decided to go to the monthly board meetings, but she was never there. Maybe she rented, I guessed. Or maybe she just didn’t care and, like most people in a large building, assume someone is taking care of what needs to be taken care of.

One afternoon, I listed something for sale on the building’s Facebook page and my neighbor, who is named Lynn, by the way, liked the post. Of course I immediately recognized her and friended her. She accepted right away and did the exact same thing I did: Went through my posts, liking various ones to get a better gist of the kind of guy I was.

You’re a virgin? [virginity] [MF]

The loosing of my virginity was somewhat unusual.
For context, I was 16 (age of consent here), he was 18.

Previously I’d done the usual handjobs, been finger banged, given a couple of Bj’s, had my pussy eaten twice (fantastically I might add) and also been titty fucked (they were already an E cup after all)…. there didn’t appear to be much else to do other than the main event.

I didn’t really date as a teen so wasn’t holding out for ‘the perfect moment’ with a boyfriend I loved. I just decided one day I was ready to stop being a virgin.

Barely a week later I was making out with Andy at a party. We’d fooled around a few times, kissing and hand stuff and I’d given him a Bj drunkenly once a few weeks before. Anyway this night I was really feeling it and getting pretty hot and heavy (on our friends couch) by the time my hand was sneaking into his jeans he’d had enough and whispered in my ear to see if I wanted to go back to his place. He lived with his Dad who was super chill about what happened there. I didn’t hesitate to agree so in (broke) teenage style we started the 20 minute walk to his place.

Sylvia and Al [FM] [Femdom] [Hypnosis]

**Part 1**

Silvia and I had been together for about six months. I met her through a friend of my sister. We both attended a party put on by our mutual friend and hit it off pretty well. It didn’t hurt that she was smoking hot. About 5’4”, curly, raven-black hair, large tits for her frame, perky in that impossible way that’s exclusive to 21-year-old girls. She stood atop a pair of shapely legs that supported the roundest, firmest, sexiest ass I had ever seen. Before her, I was exclusively a tit man, but after Silvia, I find myself believing in the philosophies of Sir Mix-a-Lot.

It didn’t take long before we were in a committed relationship. We were hot for each other, so we were soon having sex regularly. The sex was vanilla, but satisfying, though it was apparent we both had unfulfilled fantasies we hadn’t talked about yet. A couple months in, Silvia suggested using hypnosis add a little spice to our sex-life. At first, I thought she was just talking about some roleplay. It turns out she was for real. She told me a hypnosis unit in Psych class piqued her interest and she did some research online and discovered all sorts of uses for recreational hypnosis in the bedroom.