Anticipation, lingerie and one of the best fucks of my life. PART 1 [MF]

Well hello there. Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Kyle. My girlfriend Elizabeth and I frequent this subreddit from time to time both admiring and sharing the better – and true – stories that we come across with each other. So after two or so years of lurking here we decided that it was high time that we posted one of our own adventures. Just to see what everybody else thinks

Before we dive into it all lets get a few things sorted. Firstly, aside from any identifying information like places or names etc every single word that you read here will be 100% true. This subreddit was created as a platform to share true stories and we plan on contributing in that fashion. So however boring or exciting you may find our little tale at least you know it all happened exactly as I tell it here.

Some background information on the two of us and some descriptions so you know what you are dealing with. Elizabeth is in her late 20’s around 1,78m (5ft8in), thick hazel brown hair that hangs past her shoulders with blue/grey eyes. She weighs around 60Kg (132lb) and takes care of herself by going to the gym regularly so although not overly toned or anything she does look stunning naked. She has an absolutely perfect set of 34DD breasts and an pussy with just the right amount of labia minora sticking out that she keeps waxed smooth. Hollywood style.

[FM] How I was free-used and humiliated by my room mates

This happened couple of years ago while I was living in a new city while working at my first job ever after graduation. I was 22 and I was living in a house which had 4 bedrooms each being rented out to different people. So, I had 3 room mates living in the adjacent rooms. They were all male. Two of them were of about my age while one guy was few years elder. I was a good looking fit girl by any standards.

I was a horny girl at that time with a higher than normal sex drive. I had one night stand kinda things with all three of them over next six months. This brought us closer together and we used to hang out together all the time, although none of them were aware that I had sex with other two guys too.

One night we were drunk and a guy foolishly uttered how he was attracted to me and how great the sex was. Then there was a silence and other two also said that they had fucked me too. Now, everyone was staring at me in a particular way. The drunk guy called me a slut and I felt really humiliated.

‘Pretty tied up’, how a friend helped me get over an ex [MF] [BDSM] [switch] [fuckbuddies]

[Blondie](
http://themusingsof-an-unremarkableman.blogspot.com/2011/02/mirror-signal-maneuver.html): She got back from being on holiday today. Not that it’s a forgone conclusion at all (because it’s very much not), but it may happen again…in fact, since I’m sat here I thought I’d tell you about what I got up to a month or so ago when the god of fuck was smiling more favourably on me.

Blondie had had me over earlier in the year when I was still really hurting from K. After a bottle of red and a whole heap of ego boosting flirting we ended up fucking. But not just any old fucking, she really treated me to her A-game.

In her bedroom she took control, stripped me, bondage taped me to her bed and blindfolded me. She played with my cock as she kissed me, getting me hard (this took all of about 5 seconds) and then padded out of the room.

Jackamo [MF] [guess my name] [pussy juice] [multiple orgasms]

“It’s a good thing we get along so great in bed,” I said, “Because I don’t think we could ever actually share a meal together.”

She agreed. While my cooking skills had warmed the hearts of many, she would not thaw for anything other than deli turkey, like a child. Like her child. Turkey was the one food I generally refuse to eat. But she was the first date I had in over a year who actually contributed weed of her own, and the only girl I knew who had no problem dealing with the snow, thanks to her jeep with a Rudolph head strapped on to the front. She was an awkward, silly girl who always found it funny when I told her I thought she was tough and sexy.

We got stoned and made out, listening to music as she sat on my lap. We sang along to “Iko Iko,” which I only knew from Warren Zevon’s failed debut album, and she only knew from her daughter’s children songs.

*My grandma and your grandma were sittin by the fire.*

*My grandma told your grandma, I’m gonna set your flag on fire.*

I [f]ucking love to be daddy’s naughty little slut. [MF] [FFM] [anal]

I’ve had an insatiable hunger for sex since this weekend. My SO and I had a threesome with another woman and I was the star of the show for my amazingly slutty capabilities. My face was so deep in her pussy while my man fucked me and vice versa. She would grind her pussy on his face while
I sucked his dick. Then she would beg to bury her face in my sweet and juicy lady parts that were soaking throughout the whole ordeal. I’d have daddy fuck her from behind while she was face deep in my yoni. I know how my man likes it, so I instructed this woman into all sorts of positions to please our desires. They couldn’t keep their hands off of me, and at one point they were even fighting over a taste of my pussy. I felt like an absolute sex goddess, they couldn’t quench their thirst for me. Ever since then, I’ve been extraordinarily horny.

If you swallow, it won’t get in your hair [group][orgy]

The text comes from Karen when we are still 20 minutes away. “Hurry! Matt, Bobby and Beth have already cum once each” I should’ve been relieved since I’d been warned that Matt would likely just hold me down and cum in my hair as soon as I arrived this time, since it had become a bit of a running joke with us. I wasn’t relieved though – I hate to miss out on a good load!

We speed towards our destination, the second party at Karen and Matt’s in the past two weeks [click here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5zc100/the_cocks_and_the_guac_our_first_group_experience/) to read about our first party. This time, we know what we were in for, and I am clearly ready.

We arrive at the door and let ourselves in – it just seems rude to interrupt the fun by knocking. We walk down the now familiar hall to the bedroom, and Bobby, who we have never met, is struggling to put his underwear on…backwards. We laugh, and I tell him not to put them on for our sakes! We get hugs from Karen, who is looking fucking stunning in a red nightie – my hubby’s favorite color. His birthday weekend is off to a great start!

Looking for a woman’s perspective to help writing about multiple orgasms

As part of a story I’m writing, I need to describe the experience of a woman having multiple orgasms from her perspective. As a male, this is obviously something I have not experienced in first person, but I want to get this right. You read some things, but I’d prefer a personal testimonial to really ensure accuracy. None of the women that I am in a position to comfortably ask have reliably been able to have multiple orgasms. So now I turn to you, Internet.

After the first orgasm, how are the sensations different as you continue to be stimulated? Does your sensitivity change dramatically, and if it does, how do you address that? Do you prefer to switch to a different form of stimulation or different technique (ie toys vs fingers, penetration vs rubbing, clitoral vs g-spot, etc) for subsequent orgasms? Are the second and beyond orgasms experientially different from the first one? How does the rest of your whole body feel throughout the experience? Is it something you wouldn’t mind doing as part of every sexual encounter, if your partner could always get you there, or is it intense enough that you prefer it as a once in a while thing? Is there anything else unique about it that I haven’t even thought of but is very distinctive to the experience?

My Time as a Maid [FF] [Bondage] [Part VI]

Anna lost count of her orgasms once she hit three. A mix of vibrator, fingers and a massive strap-on ripped multiple orgasms from her body. The woman went to work between her legs for what felt like an hour. Anna’s pussy was so wet her own juices lubricated her ass for more fucking. The rubber cock Miss Crosby wielded felt as if it were going to split Anna in two. It was quite the sensation in her pussy, but when it knocked on the door of the poor girl’s asshole, she was certain the cock would be denied. But, lo and behold, she took the whole thing. Her buttplug was removed as quickly as the rubber dick was inserted. “Like a hungry butt slut should” she was told. Maybe the vibrator placed back onto her throbbing clit helped ease her butt fucking, because it surely ushered in yet another orgasm. She was being treated less like a maid and more like a sex slave, as her duties were no longer to clean and dust, but to come for the amusement of this stoic woman.

[Fm] Jake and Ms. Vargas, part 1

His cock fills my mouth as I kneel on the floor between his legs. I love his taste, his smell, his hot throbbing hardness. I’m moaning as I glide my mouth up and down his throbbing shaft. The whoosh of his flogger warns me, but I still emit a muffled shriek as the multiple leather strands fall on my exposed ass and curl between my thighs to slap my cunt. The blows on my ass and cunt provide the rhythmic pulse to my oral service of his cock. He pushes my shoulders back, I groan as his cock slips from my mouth, and then he slides off my office couch and pushes me onto the soft leather, still on my knees. I whimper as he mounts my ass and then forces his cock head into my ass. He pauses as I gasp and accommodate his thick member, but then pushes himself deep into me as I wriggle and moan. His thrusts are insistent, demanding, and each time waves of pleasure flood through my loins as his cock ravages my ass. His hips slap my cheeks, already red and tender from the whip, and the slaps just add to my arousal. He slips one hand under my hips and strokes my clit as his cock pounds my ass, another hand slips under my blouse and his fingers grip and pinch my nipple. Soon he has me crying out with ecstasy as I cum in long waves that do not stop as he keeps stroking, pinching, and fucking me. I feel his cock swell even more as his arousal builds, and then he roars, and floods me with his cum. Only then does he stop stroking my clit and pinching my nipple and I slowly come down from the heights of ecstasy. I’m still moaning quietly and prone on the couch, my panties around my knees and the scent of leather fills my head as I hear him slip on his jeans and buckle his belt. He leans down and kisses my ear, I turn and our lips caress each other’s. “See you next week, Ms. Vargas” and with that incongruous phrase, he slips out of my office.

[F] Jake and Ms. Vargas, part 1

His cock fills my mouth as I kneel on the floor between his legs. I love his taste, his smell, his hot throbbing hardness. I’m moaning as I glide my mouth up and down his throbbing shaft. The whoosh of his flogger warns me, but I still emit a muffled shriek as the multiple leather strands fall on my exposed ass and curl between my thighs to slap my cunt. The blows on my ass and cunt provide the rhythmic pulse to my oral service of his cock. He pushes my shoulders back, I groan as his cock slips from my mouth, and then he slides off my office couch and pushes me onto the soft leather, still on my knees. I whimper as he mounts my ass and then forces his cock head into my ass. He pauses as I gasp and accommodate his thick member, but then pushes himself deep into me as I wriggle and moan. His thrusts are insistent, demanding, and each time waves of pleasure flood through my loins as his cock ravages my ass. His hips slap my cheeks, already red and tender from the whip, and the slaps just add to my arousal. He slips one hand under my hips and strokes my clit as his cock pounds my ass, another hand slips under my blouse and his fingers grip and pinch my nipple. Soon he has me crying out with ecstasy as I cum in long waves that do not stop as he keeps stroking, pinching, and fucking me. I feel his cock swell even more as his arousal builds, and then he roars, and floods me with his cum. Only then does he stop stroking my clit and pinching my nipple and I slowly come down from the heights of ecstasy. I’m still moaning quietly and prone on the couch, my panties around my knees and the scent of leather fills my head as I hear him slip on his jeans and buckle his belt. He leans down and kisses my ear, I turn and our lips caress each other’s. “See you next week, Ms. Vargas” and with that incongruous phrase, he slips out of my office.