I’m(f) a 22 year old nymphomaniac. Been in trouble because of it countless times, here’s the story about why I love it and don’t want help.

I’ve been dying to find a place where I could tell my story and not have people think I’m a dude who just got a boner and wants attention. The other subs I’ve posted this in either sent me messages saying it was too much, even the confessions on.

I’ve posted on gonewild, and if you want to check my photos so you can put a body to my story, go ahead.

Anyway, I discovered my pussy early on and have been fascinated by it ever since. I treat her well so she can treat me well. I lost my virginity when I was 15 with a guy who barely knew what he was doing. His only thought process about the whole thing was ‘shove it and try not to cum too hard’. We had one date and that was it. But that’s when it began.

[M/F] Can’t stop thinking about last night

Hey babes, first-time poster, please be gentle ;)

literally never done anything like this before but I HAVE to share this one and I have very vanilla friends. Some details have been fudged, partly for anonymity, partly cause by the end I was pretty drunk and it’s a bit of a haze.

I guess I’ll set the stage- husband and I are in our late 20s, together for a real long time. Some of you in LTR know the joy of fucking someone for so long you know exactly what makes them tick. It’s the best.

I’m not gonna lie we are at least above average in aggregate couple attractiveness. I’ve got tig ol biddies and dumps like a truck truck truck. Long super curly hair. Ambiguously brown enough that I’ve been called everything from Hispanic to Black to Greek to Haitian to Indian. I’m into it. Husband is decidedly white but he’s got this real dark hair, very striking facial features, and a sorta beefy James Dean look. The actor, not the porn star (although….)

Anyways we’re usually very flirty and mildly kinky so none of the following is necessarily new but there was just something about last night.

Breeding

I have written this roleplay for breeding, it’s a little long but tell me what you think?

In this scenario I am your Master and I would chain you up much , your wrists bound and your body stripped down to the bare flesh. Perhaps you would resist, not wanting your tight tummy to feel the gush of virile spunk your Master would undoubtedly give you. Motherhood might be something you want to wait for. But it wouldn’t matter. You would be bound and blindfolded , and your pussy enslaved by toys. What toys your Master would use would depend on what your weaknesses are- do you drip cum from little egg vibrators, do you gush for thick and veined cocks, or perhaps a stretched and filled cunt satisfies you? One by one I would inflict them on you, experimenting, finding what makes my little slut scream. Oh, it might be fun for you at first. Being pleasured has its obvious joys, does it not? But every time you would cum, every time you would lose yourself to your womanly weakness, I would press harder on that front. Make you shiver and squirm, and begin to cry out, “Too much!” from all the humming and sliding of the toys. But it isn’t enough for me. Those pleading eyes your Master would blindfold, your whining mouth I would gag so all you could do was moan and exude muffled cries as unknown hands and toys played across your body.

Naughtiness while husband is out o[f] town

Naughtiness while husband is out o[f] town

I posted a similar story on /r/hotwife earlier, but I think this type of story is better fit here. Basically, my wife and I made an account at a porn video site (where you buy minutes) back in 2009 when she admitted that she likes watching it. At that time, we would watch together to help spice up our sex lives. Sometimes it was once a week, but other times it could be months in between viewings.

Recently, I’ve discovered that the History tab actually records the date and time each movie was last watched.

I’ll occasionally browse back to see what she’s been up to, because I never use those minutes by myself, and the frequency (which has been on an upward trajectory for years) has *really* kicked up significantly over the last few months. She does it here and there throughout the week when I stay out late. But when I am out of town, that’s when things really go crazy…

Back in July, I was gone for a few days and was doing my best to occasionally log in and see what was happening:

Don’t Flash Your Tits At Strangers, Part 5 [MMMf] [blkmail] [huml] [reluc]

Aly had never been happier to be stressed out about exams. It meant she was finally getting back into the groove of being at school, and that her Spring Break drama was so far behind her that she actually had room in her thoughts to stress about things besides showing her tits to strangers and letting them cum all over her naked body.

“Aly, please. Let’s not pretend you didn’t ace that final,” teased Lena, Aly’s new friend from study group. To replace the sorority sisters who’d spurned her after her Spring Break sexcapade, Aly had returned to the type of people she was friends with in middle and high school – the smart kids who wore buttons downs, ballet flats and tight ponytails.

Even she had adopted the style this morning, donning a cute shift dress, cardigan and ballerina bun. Aly giggled.

“I mean, I think I did okay, but that doesn’t mean I’m not nervous still,” she said, sipping her iced latte. They were sitting at her favorite coffee shop just outside campus. They roasted the best espresso beans and, well, the barista/owner of the shop was absolutely gorgeous. His name was Ryan, and if Aly wasn’t mistaken, he gave her the eye every time she came in, but unfortunately, never spoke to her. *Just come and say hi already,* Aly groaned inwardly.

The Convention (STR, MF, IR)

Part 1

“I’ve caught one-hundred and twenty-six so far, how about you?” Naomi said to Becky as they approached the gates.

Beyond them, you could see hundreds of people gathering, anxiously waiting outside the convention doors to be let in for the festivities.

“One-hundred and twenty-eight,” Becky said with a shit eating grin, “I caught Charizard this morning.”

Naomi rolled her eyes and closed the Pokémon Go app as the attendant scanned their tickets to be let in.

Naomi had been obsessed with Pokémon since she was a little girl, so it was no surprise as the approached the gates of the convention she was dressed up as her favorite Pokémon character. Her red wig was fixed closely to cover her normal blonde hair. She wore a yellow tank top that barely reached past the bottoms of her breast, exposing all of her smooth, pale stomach. Red straps from her overall suspenders lined either side of her belly button from their attached point on her jean short shorts. She had long, smooth legs that touched down on the asphalt of the parking lot covered by her red trainers.

The Convention (M/F, interracial)

Part 1

“I’ve caught one-hundred and twenty-six so far, how about you?” Naomi said to Becky as they approached the gates.

Beyond them, you could see hundreds of people gathering, anxiously waiting outside the convention doors to be let in for the festivities.

“One-hundred and twenty-eight,” Becky said with a shit eating grin, “I caught Charizard this morning.”

Naomi rolled her eyes and closed the Pokémon Go app as the attendant scanned their tickets to be let in.

Naomi had been obsessed with Pokémon since she was a little girl, so it was no surprise as the approached the gates of the convention she was dressed up as her favorite Pokémon character. Her red wig was fixed closely to cover her normal blonde hair. She wore a yellow tank top that barely reached past the bottoms of her breast, exposing all of her smooth, pale stomach. Red straps from her overall suspenders lined either side of her belly button from their attached point on her jean short shorts. She had long, smooth legs that touched down on the asphalt of the parking lot covered by her red trainers.

Florence and the coke machine

Before I begin, I wanted to link my previous encounter with this girl as it was pretty hot back in 2009.
Link can be found here; (If you can still see it)
[Florence and the wild machine](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z4q7j/florence_and_the_wild_machine/)

My car was in need of a service back in February this year but being the kind of car it is, I needed a specialist. The guy to speak to is about an hour from me and if I was to leave the car with him, I was going to have to try and stay local. I put a shout out on Facebook and within an hour, a girl who I haven’t seen since she moved to Bristol, hit me up.
Kim is a sweet Welsh girl with a wicked sense of humour and a lovely temperament. I described her previously to have shoulder length dark brown hair, slim build and may or may not have mentioned her gorgeous big brown/green eyes. I thought of this as killing two birds with one stone…getting my car sorted and seeing an old friend. I couldn’t help it, I did wonder if after all this time something could happen between us and she had mentioned that night she’d be having her house warming party.

First time ever “fapping” story

The first time I ever “fapped” I took this like 2-3 ft tall pikachu pillow I had and I cut a hole in the bottom. I was at the age where I just wanted to put my penis in something so I did. I remember sneaking downstairs one night to watch the scene from scary movie when they’re fucking (this was pre-internet-porn knowledge) and I just humped away at this pillow. I remember it felt so good and then when i got close I actually stopped to go to the bathroom because i thought i had to pee XD
felt like sharing for some reason

[M/M] The time I got caught wanking in the woods

I’ve been asked to share a couple of stories that I have here, so here’s one of them.
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I don’t think will come as much of a surprise to many of us here, but when I went through puberty (around 18, late bloomer here), my horny levels went through the roof. I needed to jerk my cock multiple times during the day, and I was way too shy to find a boyfriend to do it for me/do it for him. On a couple of occasions, I was nearly caught in the act, and I decided that I needed a safe space for me to jack off without anyone around. I thought long and hard (pun unintended) of where I could go, and I decided that the woods at the top of my road would be perfect. Who was going to interrupt me there? A rabbit?

So the woods became my new jack off place,; and boy, was a lot of cum shot there. I would stand under the same tree (an large Oak, if you were wondering), take off all my clothes and stroke my cock for hours on end until I couldn’t anymore, jizzing on the trees like it was sap coming from the bark. This became my routine every Tuesday, for about three weeks.