[F]irst time with a girl

This happened years ago, not recently, but I felt like sharing my first experience with another girl. I was with my friend Katherine (Katie). Katie has been my best friend since we were five. We have always been promiscuous toward boys and even older men but never towards other girls. We taught each other how to make out, we did everything together. But at the time neither of us were bi. We went to a party together and got hammered like we usually did lol. We even did some drugs. I always found her to be super attractive, and in the back of my mind I definitely thought about fucking her. But tonight was my chance.

We went back to my house where we stayed the night. We did some lines and we were just chatting and laughing. I told her I was really horny. She started laughing, and then I went over and started kissing her. She liked it and she was kissing me back. We hadn’t kissed since we taught each other how, so this was different. I took off her shirt, and started feeling and squeezing her size D boobs. We were kissing, she was on her back and I was on top of her. I had my legs straddling her and started grinding on her. I could feel how wet my pussy was getting. I was so turned on just feeling her boobs and feeling her body under me.

I take Sally to a porn theater [MF] [oral] [hand job] [fingering] [exhibitionism] [masturbation]

This is a story about a woman I dated years ago. I am recalling this from about 45 years ago so the story is the best I can do. I have changed names and some places to protect the identities of those involved.

In late-1975 I [M25] started dating Sally [F22], a cute young woman from the Mid West. She had a light complexion, brown eyes, permed light brown hair. She was about 5′ 5″ tall, around 120 lbs. She was slender with small boobs. She was quiet and smart. She came from an upper middle class family.

She was tasteful. Everything about her was tasteful: hair, make up, clothing, jewelry, shoes and accessories. Even her apartment was tastefully decorated. It looked like something on a TV show.

Sally had a boyfriend back in the Mid West, Wayne. But he was 800 miles away and she had a young woman’s needs. She chose me to satisfy those needs.

This story starts the weekend before Thanksgiving Day, 1975. She was going to fly back to see her family and Wayne in two days.

[MF] Helping Out A Neighbor [Masturbation]

Neighbors. Nearly everyone has them. Some have more, some have less. I have a lot of them. Because I am living in a very big apartment complex. And yes, most of my neighbors, I have never ever met them once since the day I moved in.

Then there are those you have contact with from time to time. I tend to divide them into three groups: Those that annoy the shit out of you. Those who just say hi when running into you. And those who talk with you. No, not about my relationship problems, but about what was going on in the house. Your classic neighborhood chit chat.

My neighbor from directly above me was in the third group. We even talked about ourselves from time to time. We shared some personal information. For example I knew that she was 39 years old, she knew that I was 34. We also talked about each others professions She told me that she was a corporate drone in home office, I told her that I was doing some IT stuff and was trying to get into some freelance photography. As a side hustle, because I really love doing it. And so on, I think you all know what I am talking about.

[M] Naked in front of my SIL for the first time

The wife’s sister popped over one day in the summer a few years ago and ended up staying for dinner and then some drinks after. By the time we had polished off all the drink in the house, my wife was passed out on the sofa and her sister was well over the limit to drive home.

Her kids were staying with their dad for the weekend and all my kids were out for the night somewhere or another so I said she could stay in my daughters room. I went up and checked there were covers on the bed a dug out a clean towel in case she wanted a shower in the morning. As I left the room she was at the top of the stairs and we bid each other a good night. She went in and closed the door.

I went to my room and undressed for bed. I sleep naked and after dumping my clothes in the laundry basket walked around the bed to get in on my side. At this point SIL come out of her room and got a full view of my middle-aged manhood.

The Song [F34] [M38] [F32] [Sentimental] [Fingered in Public][Threesome] [Masturbation]

The first time I met them, my favorite band was playing – and she knew all the words. He smelled of whiskey and desire. It was an instant connection. (We laughed a lot.)

The second time, we went together – to a music festival near the coast. After those three days of camping outside and dancing the nights away, I felt so close to both of them. (The sunsets were breathtakingly beautiful.)

But it is the third time I met them that I will always remember in incredible detail. Every second of it. Every moment of that night at the sold-out venue, pushed up against the barrier in the front row.

It must have been two years ago now. I still think about it every time that song comes on to my playlist. You know, the one they were playing when I came all over his hand there in the front row, surrounded by 2,497 other people – and her.

My best friend and I share an unexpected bonding experience [F28/F27] [masturbation] [sex toys] [pornography]

Carla texts me, “Can I come over?”

I roll my eyes, of course she can. She’s here basically every day. “Bring me a coffee,” I write, “My usual.”

It’s ten-fourteen a.m. when I send that, and she’s walking in the door by ten-twenty-nine, coffee in hand. She must’ve already been at the coffeeshop when she texted.

“Got you a croissant, too,” she says, plopping down on the couch next to me, handing me a paper coffee cup, ‘Eva’ scrawled on the side.

“Fuck, I love you, girl.” I dig in. I’ve got the TV on, some stupid reality show. It’d mindless, perfect for my mornings.

“Where’s Chris?” she says, “Still sleeping?”

Fair assumption, seeing that I’m curled halfway under the blanket, still wearing my baggy sleep t-shirt and pajama pants.

“Nah,” I say, “He had to work early today. I’ve been home alone, already now a few hours.”

Carla grins, nods at the corner of the room. “Is that what that’s about, then?”

I trace her gaze through my mess of cheap furniture and old magazines and dirty plates I really should clean up. There’s a small, beat-up old black table in the corner, and on it a lamp, two empty beer bottles, and a large fuchsia dildo.

Sheltered Teen to Slutty Housewi[f]e: Toys and Virginity (Part 2)

Part 1 – [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xe9fj3/sheltered_teen_to_slutty_housewife_the_beginning/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

It seems like you guys liked the first part of this series, so I’m happy to keep writing. Show some love once you get to the end, or cum, whichever comes first lol.

It had been about three weeks since my first masturbation/orgasm experience that I discussed in part one. I was hooked, making up for lost time, and using my summer after high school to literally play with myself 7-8x a day. Each time getting bolder and bolder, learning new ways and new places to get myself off. I started doing it in the shower, the living room when no one was home, my car, and even once in a changing room at the mall. I even got my friend Rachel to let me borrow one of her dildos and vibrators that her mom bought her (that’s an interesting relationship there that will require its own story, that girl’s family was the exact opposite of mine).

scented cottage panties [panty fetish] [53/27] [masturbation] [soiled panties]

Several years ago I was twenty seven I was with my girlfriend and her parents at their northern cottage. Early one morning my girlfriend and her fifty two year old mother went for their daily walk while I helped her dad with some chores. We carried lumber, power washed, cut grass and repaired a broken light. The morning started out cool but was now blazing hot. The girls arrived from their walk looking flushed and over heated. My girlfriend looked so hot in her shorts and t-shirt but her mom was even hotter. She was wearing fitted tights that showed her lean but ample ass perfectly. Her breasts jiggled when she moved and I had been lusting over her for months. She announced she was showering and then they were driving to town. I enjoyed watching her walk away. Her dad and I got back to doing stuff and shortly after the girls waved to us and were gone. The old man suddenly stopped and remarked he forgot about the marina. There was a part there he was supposed to have picked up already. He hopped into his truck and tore away. He told me to have a beer, to sit and relax. I was all alone. I made my way into the cottage. I went to her parents room looking for something. The bed was made and everything was neat and tidy. I went into their private bathroom. On the floor was the clothes her mom was wearing earlier. I picked up the blouse and there inside the tights was a baby blue satin panty. My heart was racing! My mouth dry and hands shaking I put the panty to my nose. Like spicy bolts of tangy musk and mother earth mixed with sweet seafood jambalaya hit my overwhelmed senses all at once! My cock was throbbing in my cargo shorts! The panty was everything she was. Sophisticated, alluring, surprising and so so sexy! I studied the tag while grabbing my cock. Vanity Fair was the brand. These were so soft and feminine I was enraptured! I put my nose back into them. I figured she wore them all day yesterday, slept in them and wore them for her vigourous morning walk! I nosed further back where her sexy ass hole touched. What a scent of flowery, earthy and spicy cut grass! I had my dick out now. Those soft and damp panties were on my face as I imagined her foxy mom on all fours with her ass in my face! I would be rimming her puckered hole and suckling her pronouned clitoris while her feminine scent washed over me! I grabbed those panties off my face in time to catch the ropes of watery cum I released with force. I filled the gusset with my stinking cum!  I put them back in the tights where I found them. Those panties were way more damp now. I went out and grabbed a beer feeling guilty and ashamed. Ten minutes later I went panty hunting again!

[MFF] The day I [M22] had my first threesome with my girlfriend [F21] and her cousin [F20]

This happened over 15 years ago, and it was the beginning of one of my favorites kinks: threesomes. I can tell I am a big fan of MFF threesomes (still trying to find someone willing to do a MFM, but this has been in the back burner for a while), and had many over my lifetime. This one was the first one.

15 years ago, I (Bob) still lived in my hometown (not from the US). I have been dating this girl since high school. I come from an affluent family and so did she (Gaby); we went to a private, very elite high school and started dating when we were just kids – I was 17 and she was 16. We’ve been dating for a while then, and after I left school I quickly started a job on an IT firm, as I had talent and programming was something natural to me.

Slut Wife on Business trip Part 04

When I got home, my husband was more than ready, as usual, he wanted to get his rocks off. The usual routine after a business trip, and I was soon stripped down, and he looked absurdly pleased with himself as he waved his little dickey around, his little prick was finally going to get what he considered his due. I had tried to get him to slow down, warm me up, but he paid no heed. His earlier sex life had cemented it in place, Women were supposed to go from 0 to 100 in no time flat, be always eager for their master’s cock, and never say no.

As I lay beneath him, I moaned and grunted and told him what a big cock he had, while trying not to yawn or laugh at his attempt to “pleasure” me. He barely made it to 1 minute before he growled, grunted, and knowing what was happening, I gave my best fake orgasm, and he crested. I barely felt the few drops of his meager load, as he flopped around on top of me like a fish out of water.