I thought you girls might like to read about my first experience. This all happened a few years ago, and we still meet up, when we can. I’m writing this on my phone so sorry for any spelling or grammatical errors.
When I first started at university I was a bit shy. I’d had a vanilla sex life and had only slept with three or four girls. I started university at 22 because I was an idiot country boy with no motivation.
Skye (name changed for reasons) and I never really got along when we first met. It wasn’t until we had to work together on a group project that we ever discussed anything. We were sitting in a study room, sound proofed for the most efficient studying, and frosted glass to minimise outside distractions. It was the beginning of summer and around 40 degrees Celsius. We were in the room together, focusing on the assessment when Skye removed her bra. She had been adjusting it regularly because of a sharp underwire. Skye was wearing a semi-sheer top, through which I could barely make out the outlines of her nipples. They were both pierced, which I had never seen in person before. I could feel myself starting to harden. Because I was young and relatively inexperienced, I had no idea what to do, only that I shouldn’t stare. I was too preoccupied to focus on writing my part of the assessment. Skye caught me staring and bit her lip, then stretched out with her hands above her head, her nipples pressed against the fabric of her shirt. She asked if I was feeling hot. To which I must’ve mumbled yes because she stood up and turned on the air conditioning. She sat down beside me pretending to read my section of the assessment, grazing her chest against my arm. I was incredibly turned on and couldn’t take my eyes off her. Her skirt had ridden up, exposing her thighs. She put her hand on my thigh, stroking softly as she pretended to read.
I sat in the chair not moving when she slid her hand on to my crotch, squeezing lightly. She asked if what she was doing was okay, did I want to be touched. I nodded and said yes please. I am not massively endowed. Just over six inches in length, but thick. My previous girlfriend had never given me head because it hurt her to open her jaw that wide. I can’t say, I’ve never put it in my mouth.
Before long Skye had her head in my lap, teasing the tip with her mouth. I reached down and put my hand on hip, groaning softly as she slid me in to her mouth. My hand was squeezing her ass. I felt something hard. She was plugged. Ass play was always a fantasy of mine, but I’d never been able to find a willing partner. I’d only ever seen it in porn, but wanted to try. Of course, the sudden realisation that this gorgeous, girl-next-door slut was sucking me AND had was wearing a plug was too much. I came down her throat, almost doing a sit up because I came so hard.
Afterwards, we had a conversation. She asked if I was comfortable with what had happened. She introduced me to after care. She became a my pet afterwards.
I think thats enough for now. I had no idea that I would end up writing a novel. I guess I’ll write more if this gets enjoyed.
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[FFM], When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 3)
*Note for anyone reading this*
If violence and sex aren’t your thing, then this probably isn’t going to be your cup of tea. Also, there’s some crying. However, even though it might seem like it to some, there was never any rape. Everyone involved were consenting adults. That’s not to say that everyone was enjoying everything that happened, but if I had wanted it to stop at any point all I ever had to do was to say that I didn’t want it. This point will be especially true for *Part 4*
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ad7zrn/ffm_when_i_was_twenty_two_i_spent_about_a_year_as/)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/adu5pi/ff_when_i_was_twenty_two_i_spent_about_a_year_as/)
Thank you for reading.
**Part 3**
[FF], When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 2)
*A note to everyone reading this:*
If you don’t like violence and sex mixing, then this probably won’t be your cup of tea. That’s fine, that’s why I tried to make the title as clear and concise as possible. When I start to get more descriptive with the violent stuff in later posts I’ll leave try to leave trigger warnings or something if people here think I should. I’ve heard that reddit has gotten really PC about that sort of stuff in the past few years.
My year as an escort, and the time my best friend was a customer [FM] – Part 2
We were working on our stories for a class together. Mine was a time traveling dystopian romance, an unsuprising choice for a college freshman. I was snuggled in a blanket on the couch, lethargically typing a line, deleting it, and typing it again, trying desperately to brute force my way past the writer’s block I’d had for the last hour. Ben was huddled at his desk, fingers click-clacking away with vigor, like the pages of his story were already etched in his brain, and his only task was to put them to print.
I snuck a glance over at him, shoulders hunched over his laptop, his black cashmere coat and turquoise silk scarf hanging on the edge of his chair. His lanky build fit snugly into his gray wool sweater, and every so often his long, curly bangs would creep its way into his eyes, and he would impatiently sweep it to the side with his hand. As if the only thing that mattered were the words in his head, and everything else was just a nuisance to be brushed aside.
My year as an escort, and the time my best friend was a customer [FM] [Cheating]
*The events here happened six years ago. My memory isn’t perfect, but many of these experiences are burned into my brain. I look back on it with some yearning, and some embarassment. It was an interesting time in my life, and I would be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy some of it. I may be filling in the details here and there, and names are omitted.*
My parents spoiled me relentlessly growing up. By the time I was a college student three years into my Literature degree, I had never worked for a single penny in my life. I was entirely dependent on my parents’ financial support, so it was devastating when during one winter break, they found pictures of me posing naked, handcuffed to a bedframe that I had taken for my FWB on my phone. Their image of their good little girl was shattered.
[FFM] When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age.
Suffice it to say, that this isn’t about that whole year, just the first night I met them. This happened over a decade ago, but I recently found my notebook from that time and after rereading it, I decided that I feel I could rewrite it well enough to share. I kinda have to share it, because it was one of the craziest and simply most out-of-the-ordinary things I did in my twenties.
Lets just start off by saying that I was and still am an unabashed slut, though I’ve slowed down considerably since that time. As a college dropout, sleeping on friends couches or in one of my numerous fuck buddies’ beds, parties and hookups were basically my whole life at that time. I’m not ashamed of it because I was always going to be a fuckup as far as society was concerned, so I’ve always lived exactly the way I wanted to live. This whole thing started when I met a woman in a bar. She offered to buy me a drink to, and I quote, “Wash the taste out.” You see, I had just returned to the bar after leaving for five minutes to blow some random stranger in the backseat of his car because he was good looking and had bought me a couple drinks.
I went down on my good friend’s wife at New Year’s Eve party [MF][Cheating]
This happened last week at a New Year’s Eve party and I still can’t fucking believe it happened and have been walking on cloud nine/nervous as fuck all week.
Before you all think I’m a monster (and maybe I am, but please just try to enjoy the story first) let me introduce you to my friend Brad and his wife Courtney.
I’ve been friends with Brad since college when we were roommates freshman year. We became very close and had a great group of friends all through college, many of whom still hang out together to this day. He’s always been kind of a ladies man. It’s funny, because he’s average looking, but has always been able to get girls. Throughout college I saw him get with many girls, he was one of those guys always on the prowl.
After college he met Courtney. She was rather plain looking compared to some girls he’s been with, but pretty. She has always reminded me of a Jennifer Lawrence type if Jennifer Lawrence through her hair in a pony tail and had no make up on. Her body is fantastic though. She’s one of those girls who generally dresses fairly conservatively so that when you see her in a cocktail dress or bikini you’re sort of like “Oh shit, I forgot Courtney has such a great body.”
First Time Hotwife True Story: “Performing” Arts [FM]
**Disclaimer: This is a true story of events that just recently happened. Chronicling them to keep the memories fresh and sharing for fun. All names and identifying factors have been changed to protect my fuckbuddies*
I sat in the coffee shop, trying to keep my mind on the work in front of me but completely failing as I imagined that moment, again. My back against the wall, his body pressed against mine, his lips, his scent, his hands at my waist. It had been only three days since our kiss but I could hardly think of anything else. My days went by in a haze of surreal remembrance and disbelief: had I really made out with another man? First against the wall and then those sweet little nothings as we danced. And then again outside the club when he had walked me to my car. It had been more intense, then. He had been more bold. Against the door to the car, our tongues together and his hands over my shirt grasping at my breasts and then sliding to my ass to grip and pull me against him. I wanted it. I wanted more.
DING.
[MM] With Older Guy At Nudist Resort in Maine
He was a very good looking fifty year old guy. He was tall, muscular, toned and tanned. He had nipple piercings, a nice toned bubble butt.
I was on an out-of-state business trip and on the way I decided to stop into a small nudist resort in Maine that I read about online. It wasn’t upscale or anything and in the reviews I saw that there is a lot of gay and straight sex going on there. I checked into a room in the B&B, got undressed and went out to the lawn to take a sun tan.
Every once in a while I noticed a couple, gay or straight, wandering into the woods to have some “alone” time. At one point there was also an older couple, around seventy years old or so, and the husband gave his wife oral right there in the middle of the garden. There was also a young, straight couple who had sex in the swimming pool. In short, the air was extremely sexually charged.
Meeting at the Mall
It was a Sunday afternoon, sunny and warm. The kind of day that makes you want to get out and do something, so I was at the mall. I had no real reason to be there, I wasn’t there to buy anything. I guess I was just there because it wasn’t home. I felt like being out and about. I was enjoying it too. I was walking down the main corridor of the mall, fast, because exercise makes me feel good, sometimes it makes me feel horny. Today was one of those times.
It wasn’t just the exercise though. Walking past Fredericks of Hollywood I thoroughly enjoyed the supersized photos of sexy women in sexy lingerie. Victoria’s Secret was almost as good. Other stores had good pictures up too but there was more than just the storefront photos and the exercise making me horny, there were quite a few very attractive ladies there also.
As I said it was a beautiful warm day and the ladies were taking full advantage of it. Many of them were wearing short shorts, short skirts, short dresses, tight shirts, and other sexy stuff. One thing I’ve started to notice that turns me on are tight jeans with holes cut in them to expose a patch of perfect smooth feminine skin, there were plenty of these to see too.