[M/F23] Part I – The one with the sex in the sauna and my sexuality

  If you guys have read my [first story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/44l1mc/mf23_the_one_with_the_fifa_world_cup_match_and_my/), I met up with Mr.Simpson one more time. Well I had the crimson week going but still wanted to practice my oral skills that I had memorized from reading all the oral technique posts in r-sex. Obviously I was horny. But unfortunately that day Simpson pushed the buttons a bit far, I didn’t say no, I didn’t say yes either, first time taking it in the ass takes a lot of prep. OUCH, we stopped. I was pissed, sexually frustrated, my uterus boxing from inside, you know hormones and stuff, I went home and cried. My mind concluded two things, “Girl you gotta be assertive in bed!” and yes I think you are a lesbian.

  Luckily, am proved otherwise. Now I had moved to a new country known for its cold weather. I got matched with Henry on Tinder, I liked all his outdoorsy pictures and he is a climber. We talked about climbing, I was just beginning the sport then. Now it was fun talking to him, we both liked to travel and I was in awe with his stories. I wanted to hear more of his stories and he wanted to hear mine, so we decided to meet up at my place and play some ping pong and pool. I am a lil bit of a meticulous planner. So I got a few beers and also booked the Sauna ;) at my residence.

[F/M] Power Reversal: She Squirted in My Face

I’ll always remember the girl who came in my face several times in one night. It’s funny, because I initially wasn’t attracted to her. Sure, we often flirted at work, but practically everyone at the restaurant flirted with one another. She just wasn’t my type. I was the type to go home and read books while she went out to party. To me, our interactions were fun, but nothing more.

I was in a relationship, but when my girlfriend and I broke up, she wasted no time expressing interest in me. She asked me out to a bar when we got out of work one night. I agreed, mainly because my previous plans for the night involved camping out in front of a TV screen, searching for heart pieces in the *Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess*. A rebound fuck was just what I needed.

I hate to sound cocky, because in reality, I’m an average looking guy, but I *knew* this girl wanted me. She was hot, but I didn’t find her intellectually stimulating. Personally, I value an adventurous mind over a hot body, but as it turned out, I was judging a book by its cover.

Tossed Salad or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Anal Play! (mf) [Long]

This is the continuing story of my lovely girlfriend and my sexual exploration of each others’ body, set a few months after our last game night story. Details have been changed slightly, per usual, to protect those involved. The setup on this one isn’t nearly so long as the previous story (you’re welcome?).

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I sat on the couch reflecting on what a spectacular weekend this had been together. We had decided that we needed a weekend getaway, so, after work on Friday, we headed up to one of our favorite little towns to relax and get away. We were staying in a romantic little house that we’d not been to previously, which afforded us more privacy than a hotel room, while still being close enough to walk to the cute little downtown. We had made our own dinner the first night, had a bit of wine to go with it (as you do on romantic weekends), then decided we’d try out my “new and improved” Sexy Battleship game [see previous post for the “Original” Sexy Battleship].

3 Asians (and one half asian) and I in the sex club.

We had some crazy nights at a club a while ago. Not just any club. A swingers club. Our first time we were nervous understandably and wanted to meet someone there who’d been before so craigslist came in handy where we found a couple our age to meet there for playtime. That ended up being a weird experience involving a somewhat too drunk and slightly pissy Karen and the other couple was…not quite what we expected.

We went again the next night just planning on letting whatever happen and going with the flow. That was a good decision. Shortly after we got there it started to fill up in earnest and a number of very attractive couples came in as we sipped our drinks from the balcony. K was a scotch drinker. I’d never have guessed but she just loved the stuff (I can’t stand it). I think it was rather fitting for her personality too. Snarky, sarcastic, a little harsh sometimes, direct, and in your face.

A submissive fantasy. [fM] [fsub] [Mdom] [oral] [gagging] [bondage] [hello, Reddit, I’m a slut!]

I want it rough.
I want to go out with you, holding your hand and walking a step behind you, occasionally feeling your fingers grip my waist to rest on my lower back possessively. I want to tease you all night, adjusting my little skirt to where you catch a glimpse of my black lace, accidentally trailing my fingers across your lap and licking my red painted lips as my eyes slide down your body. you’d whisper in my ear that I was being a naughty pet, that naughty girls aren’t treated like nice girls. I’d challenge you, shrugging and smiling deviously before leaving a print of my lips on your jaw and sauntering away just to feel your glare on me.
you’d take me home then, growling as you drove, your hand clamped down on my thigh so I wouldn’t forget that I’m in trouble. Because I’m a tease. I’m a slut who can’t help but want you to want me, to tempt you with sultry glances and even sucking your finger between my lips when you tried to keep me from giggling, teasing, being naughty.
as soon as we stepped through the door, your hand would be in my hair. roughly wrapping it once, twice around your fist to control me, force me to submit to you as i trembled in delight for the punishment I warranted. you’d shove me to my knees, getting your cock out and telling me to fix the problem I caused, forcing me to take your cock like a whore…if I was going to act like a slut, you’d treat me like a slut.
Or maybe you’d tell me to keep my lips closed as you’d smear your pre-cum on my lips, denying me to taste it. Maybe you’d finally let me open up for you but grip my hair tighter when I’d surge forward, sliding my tongue over your head in my eagerness. You’d make me wait. You’d make sure I deserve it. I’d beg, plead, ramble on and on about how much I needed to feel your cock in my throat, how desperate I would be to taste your cum and feel it all over me.
You’d have enough, using your cock to shut me up. You’d fuck my mouth then; cock spearing through me, rubbing my lips and throat raw, using me as nothing more than a wet, tight hole to fuck. after I’d gagged on you, tears smudging my makeup, you’d haul me to my feet. tearing off the lace I teased you with and shoving me face down onto the bed, you’d spank me. Hard. Your cock pressing wetly against me as I’d lay across your lap, gripping anything I could reach as you’d slap me, causing my ass to bloom with colors as I whined and whimpered and squirmed. “don’t fucking make a sound,” you’d tell me, threatening to stuff my mouth with the scraps of my slutty panties.
I’d try. Oh god, I’d try to keep from whimpering. But you’d stuff me full with your fingers and I wouldn’t be able to help but let out a slutty moan.
you’d fuck me hard then. The lace of my panties against the already raw skin of my mouth, your hips slapping against the vermillion handprints on my ass. you’d shove my face into the bed, capturing my wrists behind my back as you’d screw me. I’d be letting out these muffled screams for you, body trembling as you’d use my cunt to chase your own release.
you’d cum all over my face, watching the desperate look in my eyes as your seed would decorate me. I’d go to rub my thumb through it so I could taste it, but you’d stop me. You’d take my ruined panties from my mouth, using them to secure my hands, forcing me to let your cum stay on my face because I’m a slut. Then, you’d walk out, leaving me trembling and defiled in a time-out of sorts. Because I’m a slut. And naughty girls aren’t treated like nice girls.

(F/M) – How a Predator Stalks Her Pray

Robert and I dated a while back. We were your typical naive twenty-something couple who enjoyed copious amounts of crazy sex whenever we got the opportunity. Ah to be young again, and enjoy the accompanying sex drive.

We eventually went our own separate ways, but I’ll never forget that sex. He was easily the best partner I’ve ever had, and that is even counting my amazing husband. Don’t get me wrong, we enjoy a very hot bedroom, but we are lovers. What I had with Robert was.. Primal. It was pure fucking. Animal lust, if you will. So imagine my surprise when I bumped into Robert ten years removed from when I last saw him, and at a trade show none the less.

“Well hello there stranger. A long time no see.” I said as I snuck up behind him.

“That voice. That accent. There is no mistaking it for anyone else’s. Serena?” He spoke as he turned around to face me.

Rachel and Roxanne, Ch3 [FF][MFF][spanking][chastity][oral][sm]

Dear Diary,

Well, today I learned about a practice I thought had died along with the middle ages, and a lot more about my own desires…

I was sitting at the bar in that cosy little place up on the top deck. A couple of guys had tried approaching me, but they didn’t do anything for me, so I politely turned them away, saying I was waiting for someone.

A woman sat down next to me, and gave me a brief nod. As she looked down the bar to see where the bartender was, I took a quick look at her. She was blonde, slim, very pretty, maybe late twenties, in a long black dress. I could tell that, like me, her tits were pert enough not to need a bra.

The bartender quickly noticed her. “What can I get you?”

The woman glanced at my drink. “That looks good,” she said, smiling at him, “I’ll have one of those.”

“Coming right up,” he said, and turned to prepare it.

She turned and smiled at me.

“That felt brave,” she said, “what did I just order?”

“Cosmopolitan,” I replied, smiling back.

Embarking on a new (con)quest – Part 1 (F/M)

Convention season is rolling around again, and although I couldn’t persuade any of my friends to go this time around I was determined to head to the first even of the year – a one-day affair a couple of hours away from me, but not too expensive to get to and find a hotel at thankfully.

In my bag for the trip was a new cosplay outfit for the occasion – Asuna from Sword Art Online. As much as I love it, I was a little hesitant to buy and wear this one as you see hundreds of them at every event, but as my friends had reminded me that I should wear what I want even if it’s not unique I figured what the heck and bought it.

Arriving late in the evening and with nothing to do after finding somewhere to eat, I found myself on Tinder swiping and matching away. In no time at all I’d been messaged by a very enthusiastic sounding guy – late 20s, bearded and tattooed by very attractive to me – who was keen to know about what I was up to and how long I was in town for. Unfortunately he wasn’t available at all until after I was leaving for home but for one small window of opportunity – he was literally passing by my hotel early the next morning on his way to work…

Lechomancer Curses 8: Submission [femdom][lesbian][toys][oral]

Ashlynn was almost leering at Amber. “Ready?” Ashlynn was waiting by the door in a short trench coat, her legs bare despite the fact that it was November. She looked like a flasher, and Amber wouldn’t have been surprised if her roommate was naked underneath.

“No,” Amber sulked, her hands in the pockets of her jeans.

“Is that what you’re wearing?” Ashlynn asked.

Amber had on peach button up shirt on over her jeans, just normal clothes for a normal day. She wasn’t going to give Lisa the satisfaction. She shrugged, and grabbed her coat. She stepped out of their dorm and headed down the stairs.

It was a few blocks walk to Lisa’s, and Amber was in step behind Ashlynn, who seemed to thrive on the attention every man they passed lavished her with. Not only was the coat so short it barely covered the curve of her ass, Ashlynn had also buttoned it so that her cleavage blossomed out the front. Amber could see the goosebumps all over Ashlynn’s exposed skin. Ashlynn showed no signs of noticing.

I Cheated on my Boyfriend at Work [F/F] – 3

*Hey gws, I posted about some [craziness](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3xicjg/i_cheated_on_my_boyfriend_at_work_ff/) in my life just before Christmas, and then posted a [second-part/update](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/40d0kx/i_cheated_on_my_boyfriend_at_work_ff_2/) a bit later. It’s been a while but I’m back with the third-part! I honestly never thought I’d still be doing this, but I think I’ve come to rely on gws as a bit of an agony aunt or coping mechanism or something. Knowing that hundreds of people have seen the posts I’ve written really helps in those moments where I kind of want to scream about it all. So thank you just for being here and reading. Also I’ve had a lot of PMs in addition to the comments. I just want to say that like 99% of them are not creepy or weird or rude or inappropriate (even if they’re understandably negative) and I’m really grateful for that. I’ve had lots of advice and perspectives and I appreciate all of it – even (especially) the ones that don’t reflect favourably on me.*

*Just a couple of notes to begin:*

*1) Plenty of details have been changed, because I do not want to risk this getting out, even though the chance is incredibly small.*