Gym Locker Room Exhibitionism [F]

About me: I’m 24, 5’10, long brown hair, brown eyes, tan, curvy body, thick ass, 34c tits, a pierced nose, and growing out a bush currently.

So I really don’t know what it is about the gym and exercising but it seems to get me hornier than any other everyday activity. So I decided to capitalize on my love for being slutty at the gym and my exhibitionist side, and have a little fun. So Wednesday evening I pack my gym bag of my spandex shorts, my sports bra, socks, my suction cup dildo, a towel, and my GoPro and its suction cup mount.

I asked my roommate for a ride to the gym and she happily obliged so I didn’t have to deal with a run this time. When I got in, I went in straight to the locker room, changed from the clothes that I came in into my gym clothes, and closed everything else up in my locker. I did my usual routine or using the rowing machine, some free weights, and a set of abs. Sadly I didn’t squirt in the middle of the gym floor because I guess I was a little to impatient.

Best friends [MF] [BDSM] [sadism] [fdom]

Hello Redditors,

I was bored in the plane, here is my first contribution. English is not my first language (especially on an iPhone keyboard) so I apologize for the grammar.

WARNING: this story contains violence and blood. Consensually. Kind of.

I hope some of you will still enjoy the story. Feel free to comment (in good or bad).

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The following story is entirely true… Up to a certain point, before it becomes fantasy. Notice: the fantasy starts much later than you may think.

WARNING: this story contains violence and blood. Consensually. Kind of.

I included a (lot of) background for the story. Too long : skip to the ——-

I first met L when I was twelve. She was the sister of a friend I used to play online video games with, and one year older than me. We started chatting online and, pretty fast, we became friends, although we lived several hundred miles apart. At some point — I don’t remember it that well, we decided to add webcam to our chats. She is blond with very light blue eyes, and was already very pretty for her age, around 14 by that time. We kept chatting online and we soon became very close friends, and then best friends.

A challenge (Part 2) [Str8] [mmfff] [reluc] [blkmail]

**HOUR 2**

I’ve seen videos and heard from friends about sex toys, but, man. There are so many in this one cupboard. Some of them I could vaguely understand the purpose of, but some just made no sense. “Jesus Christ,” says Rachel. “They’re really serious about this.” Of course they are. It probably wouldn’t be the best idea to call their bluff on the whole mass murder thing. “Hey, Kyle, come on. We’re gonna start working on screenplay,” says Emily from the other side of the editing room. “Man, if only there was food down here,” says Maggie. “Oh well,” says Emily. “I’ll buy us some Wendy’s when we get out of here. In any case, first things first. What kind of porno do you want to make?” Everyone awkwardly shifts in their seats. “Come on, guys,” says Maggie, “We’re all about to have sex with each other. If we win this, we’ll go our separate ways and never see each other again. What genre are we gonna do?” Jeremy clears his throat. “Well, um, I didn’t want to say it first, but lesbian porn does sell well-” “What? Ew, no!” interrupts Emily. “Emily,” says Maggie, “He’s got a point. We’ll do it if it means our lives and our freedom.” Emily shoots Maggie a disapproving look. “Alright. Whatever. Lesbian is on the table. What else?” the group goes through a list of possible genres.

[MF] That time a friend of mine asked me to fulfill her darkest fantasy

Hello again. In case you couldn’t tell from the title, this escapade is going to get pretty dark. It’s about acting out a rape fantasy, and we got *very* into it. Sensitive types, triggered types – you’ve been warned. This story is long, and it is graphic. For those of you who enjoy this type of thing, here you go. For the rest of you, I will have something much lighter next time.

Onward we go…

This takes place between my first story and my second – smack in the middle, actually. I was home for the summer again before my last year of college, staying at my mom’s house. Bill’s living situation had changed since the previous year, so the awesome bro-time house from before wasn’t an option anymore. I was kind of in a bad place emotionally; I was fresh off of one of the many breakups with my on-again-off-again college girlfriend (who I will probably share some stories about in the future because she was absolutely nutter butters), I was working a crummy job selling appliances (no commission), I was starting to get anxious about life after college, there was some family drama going on, and I was a loser living at my mom’s house. There was lots of drinking during this time. The bad kind of drinking. The “fuck all of this” kind, not the “let’s get hammered and make pizza rolls, wooo!” kind.

Orgasm in front of girlfriend’s unknowing dad[MF]

Some people asked me to tell about the relationship I had with a married woman, and I’m sure I will at some point, but I do still have some guilt over being an adulterer (we just decided to try to chill out two months ago). Plus, to be perfectly honest, it’s a very, very long story for me to describe correctly. Hope you don’t mind me instead describing a quickie I had with a girl my age (I do sleep with “age appropriate” girls, too!).

If you do want to read about my first time with an older woman though, you can check it out [here (pt 1)](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/598ol8/late_40s_f_and_the_college_boy_m_a_first_for_both/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/59xwkg/late_40s_f_and_the_college_boy_m_a_first_for_both/):

To just start with a little background, I was a tall, gawky kid growing up, with glasses and an overbite. Then I wrestled throughout high school, got contacts, and dental work fixed my alignment to where I’m actually a pretty good looking guy (I’m told I look like the senior in Sixteen Candles), but I still have the perception of myself as a gawky kid with glasses and can still be somewhat shy until engaged and alternate between overconfidence and no confidence.

I bought a choker, and now I can’t stop doing anal [anal, FM, oral, mild fantasy/magic, porn]

Up until last week, I was a pretty unexceptional, unremarkable girl. I don’t know exactly what happened, but I went from being a really plain, ordinary college girl (you might even have called me a basic bitch) to someone best described as an “unrepentant slut.” It started with a trip to the mall.

So, I was walking past this store, and I noticed this display of chokers. You know, the lacey sort of looking ones that you might mistake for someone drawing on their neck with a pen? There were a couple different options, but you get the idea. I liked the idea. How long has it been since chokers were cool? Besides, they have kind of a sex kitten vibe to them, right? Maybe some guys will notice me with a choker.

I should take a minute to say, I’m not a virgin. I may not be super active, but it’s not like I’ve never seen a penis or something. Not like I could deny that it had been a while…

How some complete strangers convinced me to fuck two of my best friends in front of them [MFF]

This is my first attempt at writing a story so hopefully I’m as literate as some of you talented people here. I’m a little scared this is going to be way long but I love tension and buildup when I read erotic stuff so I’m just trying to write how I think I’d enjoy a story.

This takes place back in freshman year of college. I’m 5”7’ and, at the time, was in extremely good shape because I was on a full ride wrestling scholarship. Winter break just started so I went back home to be with my family for the holidays. When I was in high school there was one friend group of five girls that I loved because not only where they model status good looking they were down to earth and genuinely fun to be around. They were all on the gymnastics team. I would have cut my arm off to be with any of these girls but there was one girl in particular named Peyton, that I had on a pedestal. She was five foot one, has brown hair, and current day she is an underwear model with a very large Instagram following. No I won’t link for privacy reasons sorry. Just trust me guys this girl is a 10 with no makeup on.

[MF] First AOL Meeting, First 20-something, First Contact, First Puddle (very long)

(If you want to skip straight to the sex, scroll down to the first break. This is a long one.)

Back in the late 90s, I thought I was a god on the nascent internet. I hung out in all the right AOL chatrooms, visited all the right websites, and sysop’d all the right BBSes in my local area. I was 18, and I’d been reading erotica text files and hosting pornographic pictures on my own BBS for years already. That plus some built-in predilections led me to know that I was into spanking.

I also didn’t have a ton of friends at college. My roommate was cool, and there were some other folks I hung out with, but by and large I spent most of my time online. And, as you did with AOL back in those days, you would see people come into a chatroom, you’d check their profile, and you’d send them a message, hoping to start a conversation.

Even back then I’d learned from other women on my local BBSes that men online were generally assholes who only asked “A/S/L” (kids, ask your parents) and treated women like crap. I tried not to be that way, and I guess it worked, because one October evening I clicked on a profile that interested me, said hello, and struck up a conversation.

A challenge (Part 1) [Str8] [mmfff] [reluc] [blkmail]

I wake up tied in a chair. Where am I? The last thing I remember was going to sleep at home. I take in my surroundings for a moment. I’m tied in a small dining chair. Nearby are four people, tied to similar chairs and also unconscious. One other dude, and three girls. They look about my age, seventeen or eighteen. One of the girls is wearing pyjamas, the rest of them are in normal clothes. Have we been kidnapped?! Oh my God! I look around the room some more. It’s an L-Shaped room, and we’re all tied in the corners of it. On one side of the “L”, to my left, is an empty hallway with a door on the right hand side. At the end of the hallway is a cupboard. To my right, there are a few desks with computers. On the left of that hallway are some windows, with a view of a bedroom. Inside the room are some cameras and lighting equipment. What the hell is this? Where are the exits. One of the other girls wakes up. “Huh?” She seems as confused as I was. Despite her obliviousness, I ask her anyway, “What do you remember?” “Nothing really. I was walking… where am I?” Suddenly, the dude wakes up, followed by the girl who was wearing pyjamas. A massive argument breaks out. “Who the hell are you people?” “Where am I?” the last girl, who had been quiet for the entire time, suddenly pipes up. “QUIET!” How long had she been conscious? Maybe before me… “First things first, let’s get this straight. We’ve been kidnapped.” Great. Another thing off the bucket list. “Now, I’m Emily. What are all your names?” “I’m Maggie,” says the girl in the pyjamas. “Rachel,” says the girl who I had just talked to. “I’m Kyle,” I say. “Jeremy,” says the other dude. “Great,” says Emily. “Now, we gotta get these ropes undone-” her voice is cut off by the loud, screechy feedback from a microphone. “Hello? Is this thing on?” says a voice, coming from a loudspeaker hidden somewhere. “Hi. Now, I bet you’re all confused, frightened, I need you to listen very carefully.” The five of us fall into dead silence. “You’ve been kidnapped. Not a soul knows where you kids are. Your hometowns have issued Amber Alerts, but you’re far from there now.” Really? How could I have been taken so far in my sleep? It makes no sense! “Now, I drugged you all.” Oh. *That* makes sense. “There are two groups of you, in different rooms. Don’t try to yell, the other group won’t be able to hear you. Now, only one group is going to be released alive. The other group will be killed brutally.” “Holy shit,” says Jeremy. “Shut up,” replies Maggie. “Now, which group will be which? It’s easy. Each group has twelve hours to write, film, edit, and submit a porno. Whichever one we like the best will win.” The group makes terrified faces at eachother. “The winning group will be released, the losers will be killed. I will come back on the loudspeaker again in twelve hours. Each of you has a bedroom and a bathroom to use as a set, film equipment, a cupboard of sex toys, and computers with state-of-the-art editing software. These are to be quality films. You may do any style of film you like, there are no limits to genre. Don’t worry, these videos will not be put on the internet. These are only for us. Good luck. I’ll speak to you in twelve hours.” We all look eachother in the eyes. “He’s serious,” I say. “Of course he’s serious,” says Rachel. We start arguing again. I look over to Emily, and see that she’s already out of the chair. “Alright. Lemme untie you guys.”

18 year old female. How to make fantasy into reality?

Hi, I’m 18. (Female) New to Reddit.
I’ve always been interested in older woman/men. Ever since I could masturbate, the only porn I’ve been interested in watching is being seduced by “daddy/older men” or “milfs” It turns me on so bad…
My sexual fantasy is to be forcefully seduced by an older man or woman. I want to be taken advantage of. I’m dying for it to finally happen. Just don’t know how to make it happen… Don’t know anybody older that I would want to do it with or would actually want to do it with me….