My Classroom Submission Part 1 [MF][Solo][Masturbation]

Part 1

It’s 7:42 am. I have just enough time to crank one out before I need to get to school. There’s this girl named Brigitte that I like to think about. She is an emo looking white girl with long black hair and she likes to wear loose skirts that go right above her knees. When she sits down I get a good chance to see more of her legs. She always wears tight T-shirts that really accent her B-Cup boobs. I’m getting so close if only I could see her in a low cut tank top. I’m getting so close thinking about the time I saw her panties and….

“HEY JAMES! IT’S TIME FOR SCHOOL!”

I pull the covers above me as quickly as possible.

“UGH!”

My mom burst in and now there is no time for me to get there. This is going to be a rough day…

“Come one time to get out of bed!”

“Alright, just give me a minute.”

“Nope! Right now!”

She grabs the covers and throws them off. I have to flip on my stomach to hide my erection. “MOM! Just let me get ready in a second.”

Joanna

Joanna

Hungover from the night before, Chris stumbled out of the shower and headed downstairs towards the kitchen, in search of orange juice. If nothing else, the OJ would quench his first – even if it could do nothing for the pounding in his head.

The living room had been a tip the night before, at least, that was how Chris last remembered it. At some point in between then and now, the scattered bottles and empty cans had been scooped up. Good, Chris thought dimly – perhaps we can sort this out in time, and Marcus’ parents won’t hit the roof when they get back.

There was a clinking of glass coming from the kitchen, Marcus cleaning up. Chris stumbled through to join him.

However, it wasn’t Marcus in the kitchen. Instead it was Marcus’ mother who was sorting the empties and the dirty crockery.

Chris froze. She glanced back to him “Hello, Chris. I see you boys had fun last night.”

Shit. This wasn’t supposed to happen. “M-Mrs Parker. Hi. Yes. We did. Sorry”.

[MF] I (21) had a sexual awakening with a guy from a dating app

Long time lurker, first time poster, please be gentle

So this is going to be a bit of a read but I just had to share this with someone(s). I have recently shocked myself and can’t believe who I have become. I met a boy on Bumble who I just had this ridiculous chemical draw too. I found him extremely sexy, he was by no means a drop dead looker but he was just my niche type and checked every box. We started talking and pretty quickly things delved into a sexual nature. I was almost disappointed as I genuinely liked the guy and kind of wanted more, but I was happy with anything really.

[MF] I (22) finally fucked my hot highschool teacher (42) and it was nothing like I’d fantasized about

I don’t think I’ve ever masturbated to any woman in my life more than I’ve beat it to Mrs P. Before porn there were sexy photos of actresses and models and anytime I’d come across one that made me feel electrified in my dick I’d inevitably jizz to P reimagined in that pose or those clothes. I just wanted to throw her over her desk, tear her salwar away or unwrap her furiously out of those saris and ram in her cunt repeatedly as she moaned and cried in front of the entire class that cheered me on.

Eventually the frequency of Mrs P as the subject of my masturbation waned but I remember whenever I used to beat it to her, it was always porn style aggressive. She would just be ragdoll in my hands as I slammed her on desks and benches and against walls and cabinets and humped aggressively into her. It was always wild and hard. She was always moaning and wailing like a typical porn actress. There was hair pulling and spanking and biting her nipples. I was always a gorilla.

What’s the story? Morning glory! [M] [Masturbation]

I sent this to a fellow redditor a short time ago, with the aim of getting them off – I think it worked!
Here’s an adapted version for your enjoyment! (Based on true events!) ?

I’m laying in bed having just woken up, one hand lying across my chest, the other by my side. I absentmindedly stroke my trimmed balls, feeling my morning wood twitch in response.
I always sleep naked, but in the summer I just lie on top of the sheets, trying to let the gentle night breeze cool my warm body. I pretty much always wake with a hard-on and always give it a slight stroke, enjoying the feeling of my cock throbbing in excitement.

This morning, I’m running my fingers across my hairy chest, I’m not overly hairy but have a nice amount to play with, as I caress my nipples. I love the feeling of my nips being toyed with, my penis reacts by twitching up and down as my pulse rate increases.
My hand starts to stroke my balls, squeezing, tugging, and scratching them, enjoying the sensations as I move away from the sack and start to gently rub the area behind them. I take my other hand off my now hard, sensitive nipples and feel my way down my torso to my waiting cock. My hand gently grasps around my 6 inches, lightly pulling on the shaft, easing my foreskin over the pink, shiny, mushroom shaped tip.

My First Time [FM]

The day after [my encounter with Joe](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9bfwc6/a_few_of_my_firsts_fm/) was among the most nerve wracking days of school I’d ever had. Not finals, not pop quizzes, just a simple day of practicing to march in for graduation. Simple, right? The problem was, even though Joe was there, he wouldn’t look at me. When I met up with my usual group of friends that morning, he just mumbled a hello and focused on his breakfast. When the bell rang, he was the first to shoot off to wherever he had to be. When all the graduating seniors met up for marching practice, he just took his place in line and kept quiet, instead of joining the rest of us off to the side, joking about how stupid it was to build two days into the schedule to learn how to walk properly. I really, truly thought I had messed up our friendship forever. To my eighteen year old mind, it was the end of the world.

[MF] flashback caused by a story I just read

I dig this forum. I appreciate others experiences and really dig it when it sparks a memory.
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It was some years ago and I was in the Navy. A couple buddies and I shared a condo near the beach and it became a party house. Mind you we were young and so was the company we kept. After a summer of partying, with fall comes back to school and for the first time, my buddy’s GF went off to school. After a couple weeks, we decided to go visit and take the drive up. We got to her place and were greeted at the door by one of her housemates on the way out for the night. While we waited in the foyer, her roommate comes down to tell us that Lauren is just getting out of the shower and come have a seat in the other room. She was wearing a hoodie and what looked like loose fitting shorts, but I really didn’t pay attention at first to be honest. Anyway, we make our way to the other room and exchange the “nice to meet you’s” and “do you want anything to drink” when Lauren runs in and jumps into Mike’s arms. Suddenly, her roommate and I look at each other and acknowledge the fact that we are two strangers soon to be alone in the room. It doesn’t take long for them to disappear and suddenly, here are two just met strangers attempting to make small talk. She was super cute and sitting to my left in the other chair. After a few minutes, she had shifted in such a way that I thought I noticed she wasn’t wearing any underwear, but I wasn’t sure. But I didn’t linger because I did not want to get caught looking if it was an accident. I mean, I had just met this girl, didn’t remember her name, and I could only assume that she was unaware that she was flashing me. It’s not like we were talking about anything sexual or anything. At least, that’s what I thought. Since I wasn’t quite sure what I saw, I had to sneak another peak. I asked about something on the other side of the room to draw her eyes away as I stole a glance and damn straight, no panties, clear view crotch shot. Trimmed, but still hairy. Young and fresh. The tingle in my pants grew into a bulge at the sight, but perhaps I lingered a little too long. Whether she saw me glance or not I don’t know, but she shifted and my view was cut off. She must have also enjoyed the attention because a second later she opened them again allowing me a better view this time. She brought up the fact that since Mike and Lauren were up in the room getting it on, she was essentially stranded since her bed was next to Lauren’s. At that point I realized we had come here with the intent of spending the night and we hadn’t exactly sorted out where I was supposed to sleep before Mike and Lauren went up to shag each others brains out. I asked if she knew where I could sleep or what the plan was, when she said the plan was for me to sleep in her bed. Excuse me? She went on to explain that they didn’t have guest beds and since Mike was in, they would sleep in Lauren’s bed and I would sleep in her bed while she bunked up with a housemate. Oh, ok. Or, she offered, I could sleep down here on the couch. I acknowledged it might be weird to walk in on M&L going at it still and wanted them to have some privacy so I asked if she wouldn’t mind grabbing some pillows and a blanket for me just in case. It was getting later and I was feeling it. At this, she turned away from me in the chair and got on her knees to reach behind for the pillows and a blanket that were there. They were far enough away that she had to lean and that’s when I realized she wasn’t wearing loose fitting shorts but some sort of teddy because nothing was connected. Full show, ass, pussy…damn, bulge is now full mast. Instantly. She had to know what she was doing, right? “There you go” as she spun around and tossed the pillows and blanket next to me. My boner had to be so obvious because she said, “oh my”. I shifted to hide my raging hard-on a bit but too late. “Wow. Are you getting all hard thinking about Mike and Lauren”? I said, “uh yeah, I guess, a bit.” She replied, “I’d say more than a bit. Me too. I’ve been more and more turned on thinking about it since we sat down and I started flashing you”. Gulp. “I was beginning to wonder if you had even noticed”. Hell yeah, I noticed! “Well, what should we do about this?” I asked. She sighed and said, “well, we can’t go upstairs cause..awkward..and we shouldn’t do anything here since it’s a common area and my housemates might come in at anytime, but then again, they might not. They have boyfriends and they sometimes stay there.” At that, she got up and said, “I’ll be right back.” So I sat there and adjusted my junk and noticed I had a damp spot starting. She was gone for what seemed like forever and I assumed that hell, maybe she went to bed, so I got up and, frustrated, made up the couch so I could get some sleep. I took off my socks, shoes, and my sweatshirt, and laid down just as she came back. “Oh, hey” I said. She told me she went upstairs to see if they were still awake and apparently to get a few things from her room. Since they were quiet, she assumed they were sleeping and snuck in to get her things. It just took a minute since she had to be quiet and sneak around. With that, she turned off the light and came toward the couch, but she tripped and landed on my legs. With that, she laughed and asked if I was sleeping in my jeans. I said that was the plan since I was in her living room and her housemates might be walking through the door at any minute. She said, “that won’t do. Here, let me help” and proceeded to undo my belt, unbutton my jeans and unzip me. Helping me pull them down, I lifted my hips and my boxers came down too but got hung up on my super hard dick. Once my pants were on the floor, she came up and slipped her fingers inside the waistband of my boxers and started to pull them down. Realizing they were held up, she pulled the waistband up and over my throbbing, dripping dick and slid them down near my knees, but put her hand on my dick and started caressing. When she felt my pre-cum, she moaned and licked up to the tip before playing with the head with her tongue. I was in ecstasy. I was able to run my hand down her back to her ass and lift the back of her teddy up. I slid my hand down to her pussy and was amazed at how wet she was. I played with her clit and slid a finger in to her increasing moans and she increased her tempo as she really got into going down on me. I could tell she was so ready, so I grabbed her and pulled her up on top of me. Avoiding sliding inside her, she slid up and down the shaft, working herself up, and lubing up my cock. She then reached down and put the head right at her opening and slid down just on the head and then plunged down deep in one smooth move. I thought for sure I might come when I realized that she was! One pump. Unreal. That distracted me enough that I was able to hold off and she shuddered to a stop on top of me. Since I hadn’t finished, I started moving in and out of her in slow, small strokes and she came back to life and started to fuck me back. I could feel her juices dripping down my balls and past my asshole. She was sooo wet. Whether it was all this stimulus or the thought that we might be discovered at any minute, I couldn’t hold out, came super hard, and she did too though not quietly! In afterglow, it seemed to occur to us both at the same time that this just went down bareback because she mentioned out of the blue that I didn’t need to worry, she was on the pill. Whew. One bullet dodged. With that, we lay there for a bit catching our breath.

Religious muslim girl’s first BBC [MF] [interracial]

I’m now in my late 20s and about to get married, but before I do, I wanted to get some things off of my chest. Mainly, some wild experiences I’ve had that will never be acceptable to my family. All identifying details have been changed to preserve my anonymity. Please give feedback and don’t be too harsh because this is my first time posting.

Growing up, I was your typical religious girl of a South Asian background living all over the world and moving quite frequently. My parents were quite religious and despite being very affluent, being born in and having spent most of my life in the west, I was expected to wear the hijab as soon as I hit puberty. My parents made sure that I prayed 5 times a day and visited the mosque as frequently as possible. That said, I discovered porn in my teens and in addition to praying and fasting regularly, I was seriously devoted to masturbation.

A Day To A Page [f] [masturbation] [teen] [daily routine] [sexy thoughts] [housework] [story continuation]

She saw them out the door, and as soon as it was slammed, she sank to the floor and fucked herself wildly, wet as a summer storm, screaming as she came furiously into her violent hand.

God, she needed a fuck. A hard, thick cock in her, anywhere, everywhere. Her sister had taught her how to cum, and even tonight before Duane had arrived, that sweet tongue had not been able to satisfy what she needed. She had hoped, obviously that Duane would fuck her right there in the kitchen. The uniform was supposed to work! It sort of did…but she hadn’t banked on Mr College being a fucking virgin. It was cute, and she was happy to do him the favour…and he had tasted quite sweet, too…nice size cock, felt big in her small hand. Would feel bigger in her tiny cunt, too, she thought and that set her off again.

[Group] That night in the Presidential Suite

(This is a cross post from much earlier)
a crazy weekend. i travel a lot for business and on occasion I am offered some pretty stellar suites in the hotels I stay in. On this particular trip I was actually given the Presidential Suite in a beach front resort hotel. To be clear, I’ve seen much nicer suites but this was not at all shabby.

Separate living room and dining room with a table for 12, huge bedroom, nicer then most hotel rooms, and a bathroom that was about the size of most hotel rooms, with a separate walk in shower and a jacuzzi tub for four… we’ll get to that soon enough.

This story took place back when Craigslist still at the erotic section. Back then it was very easy to find paid entertainment but the real trick was to find the women that really just wanted to let off some steam. It took time, and it wasn’t easy but here I was in this hotel room the first night and I was trolling the Craigslist ads and I found an interesting listing. The woman on the other end basically said, I’m in a hotel and I’m bored. She didn’t mention money at all so I sent her a message. Soon after the familiar chime of my eMail went off and sure enough, it was from her.