The things that I want [F][anal][bd][bdsm][blkmail][bst][buk][cuck][drugs][exh][Fdom][fist][Fsub][huml][mast][nc][oral][prost][reluc][voy][sm][public][freeuse]

I want to be fucked on a park bench.

I want to feel two fists inside me.

I want to be on a leash. I want the leash to clip to my clit piercing.

I want to get choked while I’m being fucked in the ass.

I want to be fucked to an emotional wreck.

I want to be made so wet it drips down my thighs walking around.

I want to feel cum drip down my thighs.

I want to be a 24/7 live-in sub.

I want to know how big of a buttplug I can take.

I want to have all 3 holes abused at the same time.

I want to feel your cum pumping down my throat.

I want to cum so hard it makes me pass out. Every day.

I want to be passed around so many guys I lose count.

I want to my ass gaped.

I want to be a sex-doll.

I want to blow you at the movies.

I want to masturbate over and over again until my body is limp.

[MF] Be With Me, Though:

I’m upfront and disgusting. I’m always thinking about sex, eating pussy and some ass. Not only do I fantasize about my potential playmates, I’m almost always plotting how I’m going to bury myself in the opposite sex’s rear end! I’m stubborn as a mule even on my most jolly days, and I don’t answer to anyone. Want more? I’m sure you’re all in now. (I don’t pay to play, and I don’t take kindly to women playing in my email box without action bubbling over the present horizon.) I wear everything on my sleeve which entails me immediately expressing the desire to disassemble a woman’s fortified wall upon meeting her.

When you enter my house, I’m in control. You’re my subordinate. Your ass, asscheeks, breasts, lips and pussy are among the pieces of your derriere that belong totally to me. I will do with them as I please. I will beat my dick against your clit maniacally. I will also rub my dick against your clit subtly. I will dig in your sweet, wet pussy with my manicured finger and coerce you into tasting yourself. If you put up a fight and refuse to do so, you aren’t the woman for me. But, I am of the belief that you don’t want to disappoint me. You don’t want to miss this signature moment.

[MF] Daddy for the Day (True Story) (Oral)

**Backstory**

I had a really hard time finding someone quality for Auckland. I posted a few ads, between RAOBJ, RAOMD, and FetLife.

Personal thing: if a guy sucks at texting and doesn’t seem super keen to be with me, instead they’re more like “meh gonna get a blowjob”, I turn them down. I was supposed to have two in one day today, but I turned down the morning one yesterday because he just didn’t seem excited, and I want someone as into me as I am into them.

**The Players**

Me: 5’5″, 95kg, big tits, brown hair, blue eyes, 24 years old

Daddy: a bit taller than me, late 20s/early 30s, dark skin and hair and eyes, south east Asian type.

**The Main Event**

So I meet up with Daddy at a coffee shop about a 10 minute walk from my place. We hug, exchange pleasantries, and head back to his. I get so nervous and shy at first meeting, that I’m all blushing and smiling. We get inside his place, and I have time to kick my shoes off before he’s on me, pushing me against a wall. We make out for a bit before Daddy tells me to get on my knees.

[MF] “Your bio says you like smoking trees? How about you bring some of that over, and then I climb you like a tree?”

Her name was Carolina, 20, going to the same college as me, and we had matched on Tinder a few days before. She had pale skin, with just a hint of honey in it, and dark, striking eyes the exact same shade as her hair and eyebrows. She looked a lot like [Anne Hatheway](https://imgur.com/a/lSoi8gs), but with thicker, more defined eyebrows and a rounder face.

And her body didn’t disappoint either; she had a couple bikini pictures, and she was curvy in all the right places while also being skinny enough for her abs to be clearly visible, forming smooth lines down her stomach. Her profile said she had been a model and I could believe it.

I was a little entranced, and her profile had said she taking applications for a friends with benefits, so I messaged her.
“Is there an oral interview for this position?

She replied later that evening. “Of course! How else could I tell if you’re qualified?

We continued to flirt a for few more messages, and then I absentmindly forget to reply and drifted off to sleep.

Nina’s First Orgy [MFM] [Gangbang] [Oral] [Club]

“Are you sure you’re ready for this, Mrs. James?” said a concerned young woman.

“No,” said Nina plainly, “there’s no way I could ever be ready for this. But I don’t care. I’m doing this! And don’t call me Mrs. James.”

“Sorry, I was just trying…”

“I know what you’re trying to do. You can stop pretending I’m that frail. Mrs. Nina James was another person in another life. I’m trying to become someone else…someone who feels real.”

The Nina who said those words sounded very different from the Nina eight months, two weeks, and three days ago. The woman currently standing in front of the bathroom mirror at private club in the city might as well have been a total stranger. Compared to the woman formerly known as Nina James, she was the complete antithesis of the person in the reflection.

Not long ago, Nina James was the reserved, soft-spoken wife of a prominent businessman. Together, they lived in the same devoutly religious and very affluent community in which they’d grown up. She’d gone to a private school all her life while her husband was home-schooled by his rich, well-connected parents. In both cases, they’d been brought up with the same rigid piety that had defined their community for generations.

[FF] A follow up with my (allegedly) straight friend

[First post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ax89vi/ff_helping_my_allegedly_straight_friend_after_a/)

So, after the night you all enjoyed hearing about so much, we cuddled some more and I spent the night in Chloes’s bed. No funny business took place and it was actually all quite sweet. Things were less awkward in the morning than they had any right to be. We each had a bit of a giggle and I eventually went back to my room and we went about our lives. We did text a *lot* more after that. She reaffirmed that she wasn’t gay or even bi but that doing stuff with girls just fell on that weird grey area. The one where she doesn’t *actually* enjoy it, but gets off on being forced to do it. At least, that’s what she thought but couldn’t be certain. We didn’t broach the subject again for some time and I figured that was that.

Fucked 3 different guys in the last 30 hours [F]

t is was it sounds, i meet 2 of them on tinder and one in a party. They’re all off a similar age (from 22 to 24, I’m 22) and they all are from foreign countries. The first one was the American guy, qt and I couldn’t stop looking at him, we meet in the evening and then fucked in my place. When he left at 11 pm I received a message from a Tinder guy, a French pilot thats it was in my city for 1 day, he ask if we can meet, i took a shower, he send me an uber and then I went to his hotel to drink some wine. Fucked and i left at 4.
The next day i recieved a message of the other tinder guy, a french student that is on a exchange programm, of the 3 the one that I get along the best he was so funny but i wasn’t sure if wecould do something because i find him too thin. Finally, we ended fucking in his balcony, in the floor, in the couch and his body wasn’t all thin lol.

I lost [M]y virginity to a [F]renzied soccer mom. (Part 1)

(For the sake of length, this story will be broken into 3 parts. Each part will still be a little long as I can get carried away with descriptions. Sorry about all the build up in this one. I promise the other 2 will be more to the point. All names have been changed.)
Just for reference, before this I was a complete virgin. All I had done with a woman was kiss.

It was the second semester of my sophomore year in college. During this semester I had joined the campus theatre group, and that’s where I met Karen. She was roughly 5ft5in with auburn hair that fell just below the shoulders and a womanly girl next door face. You could tell she would be stunning with not a lot of makeup. But you couldn’t tell much else about her physical appearance as she usually wore baggy clothes; sweatpants, large t-shirts, hoodies, etc. She was in her late 20s, older then the rest of us, with a husband and two kids. I found out over the coming months that she had dropped out of school when she had her first kid and was returning to get a degree in criminal justice. She was always really motherly to all of us. She would bring snacks and offer to stop by FedEx and make copies of the script. She had a very active life keeping up with her kids activities and keeping her home running. She always seemed anxious and needing to just relax. She once told us that theater was her opportunity to escape. The chance to be someone else and not deal with her life for awhile. She confided in me a few times her frustration with her life in general. We were always friendly to each other, and even though I was attracted to her, I never felt a spark. I would have never expected what happened.

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.

[MF] Head from Housekeeping

I’ve worked the front desk at a hotel for the past few years. The housekeepers are predominantly Mexican. One maid, who we’ll call Maria, is in her mid 40’s but still cute. Doesn’t speak a lick of English except “Yes, no, please or thank you.” Literally the only four English words I’ve heard her speak. She’s short, thick in the right places, and has a lovely ass that is put on display every time she walks by pushing her housekeeping cart. I am 6’0″, 26 years old, in good shape and like to think I’m handsome enough.

All the maids and I have a great relationship, and they like to poke fun at my broken and bumbled Spanish whenever I try to converse with them. They also speak Spanish rapidly and giggle like schoolgirls whenever I enter and then leave a room. I assume most of it is innocuous stuff and probably done more for entertainment than actual sexual commentary. The housekeeping manager, however, has told me numerous times that Maria’s remarks are quite…graphic. She jokingly told me that she couldn’t repeat what was said or else she’d have to go to Confession for simply repeating it.