[kink] I [M] had to go to the hospital for a life threatening infection and my hookup date [M] ghosted me

So I had another hookup, with a nerd of course. His name was Stanley and he was skinny, had lanky arms and legs, cystic acne, rosacea, greasy hair, dandruff, suspenders, and black horn-rimmed glasses.

He told me to grab a pair of tweezers and pop his acne for him and to suck the pus out. He said it was important that I suck it out because if the pus gets on his skin, it could cause even MORE acne to pop up. He stated, “I want to get rid of my acne problems.” I got up close to his face and ripped the head off one of the zits. I notice pus came out so I pressed my lips to the zit and began sucking. I began tasting blood. I then did it with each zit on his face. Each time I sucked the pus out, I opened my mouth and looked in the mirror at my tongue, which had pus cream on it. It was a yellow-ish white color. There were over a dozen zits I had to pop because his acne was really bad. Then I put some Neutrogena Rapid Clear Stubborn Acne Spot Treatment Gel with Maximum Strength Benzoyl Peroxide Acne Treatment Medicine, Pimple CREAM on his popped zits using q-tips.

My Quarantine Survival Guide, Part 2: But, Buddy ([MF], anal, improper shower use)

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/geb1ns/my_quarantine_survival_guide_part_1_reenter_riley/) is here, for those that want repeat exposition. We pick up a couple days later down the hall from my apartment…

“No, I don’t have a jockstrap.” Brian was fuming.

“Of course I have a jockstrap. Everyone does.” Benny replied innocently as he coasted past the blue-shell shocked Yoshi, guiding Princess Rosalina’s Kart to victory.

I coasted past Brian too, launching a salvo of irrelevant green shells past the finish line as I went. “Well, I thought I did, but I haven’t seen it in years. No telling where it’s gone.”

“Fucking Mario Kart is stupid. We should go back to Smash.” Brian made a move to toss the controller, thought better of it, and slouched down to start the next race.

“Honey, not in front of the company.” Benny deadpanned, clearly pleased with himself.

“Fuck off.” Brian tossed his controller onto the oversized ottoman and stalked off toward the bathroom, abandoning his racer at the starting line as Benny and I sped forth.

Switch Hitter (MF, Fdom, Pegging, Watersports)

“Harder, Daddy!” she urged. I courteously obliged, shoving another inch into her tight little ass.

“You like that? I bet you do, whore,” I said, rubbing her clit harder.

“PINEAPPLES! Pineapples!” she shouted. It was our safe word.

“What’s wrong? Am I hurting you?” I asked, starting to pull out.

“I need to whizz.”

“…” I waited for her to elaborate. “Okay? Go whizz, then.” She gave me the most dominant look she could muster with my cock still in her ass.

“Wanna try something new?” she asked, cautiously. I nodded, curious. “Open wide, and maintain eye contact.”

I knew better than to disobey. She has a bit of a dominant side when it comes to sex. I did as commanded, pulling out of her slowly then getting on my knees on the floor, enjoying the view.

“Don’t drip on the carpet,” she warned, toying with her clit, and she let loose a stream even the Amazon river would be jealous of. I did my best, but couldn’t keep up with the torrent and spray. “You dumb slut! You stained the carpet. You should be more careful.” She slapped my cheek. I knew where this was going, and quickly got rock hard. “You like that? I bet you do, whore,” she threw my words back at me. It did nothing to dampen my erection though. “Grab the box.”

The Parisian Goddess, Intro (MF) (public blowjob)

The stage is lined with at least two dozen topless women. They kick their legs and wave their arms to the burlesque music crackling out of the speakers. The dancers have matching shimmering gold, high cut thongs, and matching top hats. The most striking thing, however, is how unenthused they look. Clearly, they aren’t even trying to dance or lip sync in unison.

I look over at my wife, Madeline, and we exchange knowing glances. I reach over to pour out the remaining “complimentary” champaign into our glasses. With the show’s finale nearing it’s close, I will be damn sure to at least finish the free bottle of booze. Finally, painfully, the show at Moulin Rouge is over. The lights flicker on, showing the yellow tapestries hanging from the ceiling, and the red walls.

I pull my sport coat off of my chair, and she grabs her black sequin purse so we can escape the tourist trap. We swallow any remaining drop of champagne before we walk away from the table. The crowd bottlenecks at the narrow entrance doors. It’s warm and stuffy, and we’re full of disappointment. Finally, we let out an audible sigh of relief once we reach the street.

Part 3: Things get crazier [FM]

Its not important to read Part 1 and 2 to enjoy this story.[Part 1 Link](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gbq46f/my_friend_fucked_me_hard_at_his_house_and_treated/)

[Part 2 Link](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gcaw6k/part_2_my_friend_fucked_me_hard_at_his_house_and/)Summary of both parts: My name is Emma and I am a 19 year old Female, 5 feet 8 inches, I am petite athlete with a C-cup bra size, I am a brunette. I was new to a college, my room mate introduced me to boy named Brian, we became really close, ended up fucking on Christmas, one time thing.

Well I’m getting tired of telling you guys this story slowly so long story short, Brian and I ended up becoming FWB for a year and after that we got together, and now it’s been 3 years since we’ve been together.[My Pic 1](https://www.reddit.com/user/Zara1080/comments/gddr9s/_/)
[My Pic 2 (body pic)](https://www.reddit.com/user/Zara1080/comments/gc9vy5/meeee/)

There’s 2 or 3 more stories that are worth telling, i mean i feel like I should only tell stories that are unique or in some way special to me.

Lisa stories. She takes me on an adventure.

I’ve posted this on the gentlefemdom sub, among others, before. I’m not sure if this sort of thing is popular here. Let me know.

I came home from work coughing, which isn’t unusual, because of allergies. Lisa looked at me. “Are you sick?”

“Of course not. Just the normal.” 

“I’m going to have to take your temperature. I was able to buy a thermometer today.”

“Sure.” It sounded good to me because I was worried I’d maybe been infected. Masks had only become available a few days earlier.

“Go ahead and shower.” That was something I did every day before and after work. I didn’t want to get Lisa sick.

After I showered I came out of the bathroom naked. She was sitting on the couch and patted her lap. “Lie down here.”

I laughed and said, “Yeah, sure.  Where’d you put my clothes?”

“You can dress later. First I’m going to take your temperature.” 

I laughed again. “What, you bought a rectal thermometer? Right …”

“It’s all they had. Lie over my lap.”

I looked at her, trying to get the joke. Her face was absolutely serious. “What’s going on here?”

Moon ritual gangbang (part 1) – [female gangbang] [msub] [fdom] [enthusiastic consent] [POV]

Every bump in the dirt road inches my white shift slightly higher up my thighs. I’m driving like a madwoman and you’re holding onto the armrest of the old sedan like you’re worried I’m going to kill you.

*Aw, babe. You can trust me, pet.*

“Are you ready for the ritual?” I ask you, smiling at you seductively through hooded eyes.

“Yes,” you manage through gritted teeth as we fly over another bump. “I think so.”

“Darlin’, I understand that this is a lot. I’m more than happy to talk you through everything again, as much as you need. We won’t go through with the ritual unless you are 100%, entirely on board. It’s important that you want this. That you’re ready.”

You nod. *So obedient.* The gears turn in your head as you think about everything I’ve told you about what will happen tonight. The importance of this celebration. Its meaning. Your role.

“What are you worried about?”

“If I want to stop…?” Your voice trails off. Higher pitched than you’d expect for a man of your size. You’re nervous.

I [M] just had my first prostate orgasm in the shower and it was the most incredible experience of my life

I have always heard about how the prostate is like the male G spot and I’ve been curious for a couple years so I would try butt plugs and prostate toys, they’ve always been fun but I would never cum with them at all, I wasn’t even sure if I would ever cum like these people that make it sound so intense, to be honest I was starting to believe it wasn’t even real.

One day I was masturbating in the shower and happened to think about an encounter I had when I was around 22, I delivered pizza to a muscular man in his late 30s that towered above me at 6’ 3”. He invited me inside to put the pizza down in his kitchen while he gets his wallet to pay for it, I saw that he didn’t have a shirt on but that kind of thing happens all the time so I went in not thinking anything of it. So I walked in but to my surprise he was actually 100% butt naked, he left and came back with nothing but a towel and I couldn’t stop thinking about how much I wanted him to drop it and ask me what I thought about his cock.

The Massage Goddess: Colin the College Boy (FM)

Name: Colin

Age: 23

Race: white

Occupation: Student

Marital Status: Single

Children: 0

Service Requested: Tantric Healing Massage

Problem Areas: Everywhere

Other Notes: I could really use a release.

I make sure to jerk off in the shower before my massage at 3:00. I’ve never had one of these before, and I’m sure I’ll get hard, even if she’s not that hot. I saw her studio posted on social media, and once I saw something about “Tantric Healing Massage,” I was sold. I have no idea what I’m walking into. I hope it’s as good as it was in my fantasy a few minutes ago in the shower.

It’s not a lie that I could use a release. Finals are coming up, and I HAVE to finish my credits this semester. Between the partying and booty chasing, and, well, partying, it’s been hard to keep up with school. I hope this Dani chick is cool and doesn’t have a problem with me getting off. If it goes my way, I’ll coast home in a post-nut state and study my way to earn Cs on my upcoming tests.

[T]rans girl gets lucky on Halloween [TM]

Thanks for liking my last story! Here’s another one from a similar era. And it’s long, yeah, but like what else are you gonna do?

I was really excited to go out for Halloween at college after transitioning and had finally settled on a homemade Faith (from Mirror’s Edge) costume. I feel like I looked pretty costume accurate in terms of physique and makeup. A couple of my girl friends got a group together to go out to a club, and I went over to my friend’s place for some pregaming. My friends were: slutty Rosie the Riveter, slutty nerd, and a slutty mouse (duh!). 

We all had a few drinks before heading out and soon found ourselves in a loud, smoky club with tall plastic cups of blue liquor. Dancing has been one of my favorite things about being a girl, I’m not a professional, but generally people vibe with how I move and like to dance with me. So after another drink and a few more songs, we had attracted a group of 4 dudes.