Chapter One – A Trade in Trysia

Hey, I’ve been sitting on this story for a while now. Please let me know what you think as I’m eager for feedback :)

This first part is pretty slow but it sets us up well for a chapter two ;)

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Fey scrambled along the busy dockside in the search of her Trademaster, Rsun. He had sent her out earlier that morning to purchase Trysian Pearls, a shimmering violet pearl unique to these waters. Rsun would usually insist on haggling the trade himself, but he had stated that they would receive a better price if Fey were the one sent to negotiate. For this, she was grateful, as any opportunity for a slice of freedom was a blessing.

The dockside was a hive of activity; with sailors clambering from ships, merchants selling their wares at wooden stalls and city guards monitoring the chaos the best they could. Fey was no stranger to Trysia, as she and her Trademaster had travelled here yesteryear. The modest city had a sort of rustic charm in its weather-beaten storefronts and homes. She could lose herself as she spent too much time gazing at the many faces and peoples of the dock.

It wasn’t just dancing; or, the second [f]uck of my first solo vacation [FM] [public] [long]

If you want to read about the first fuck of my first solo vacation or want more background on me, you can read [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dx78ec/first_fuck_of_my_first_solo_vacation_fm_public/) I’m going to preface this story by saying this is the hottest sexual experience I’ve had to date. It was spontaneous, anonymous, sexy as fuck, and fulfilled a fantasy I had been nurturing. I like to tell all the details of stories, including the awkward ones, because sex is often funny and weird and often that makes it even more endearing, but this story has none of that. It was hot as fuck. It’s also VERY long.

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I got back to my Airbnb after my first fuck around 5am Sunday morning, exhausted from wine and public sex. But I couldn’t sleep for long; I wanted to go to a famous nightclub* with a notoriously difficult door and long queues. I had already been to another club with a tough door on Friday, and got in without issue, so I felt good about my chances of getting in. But I didn’t want to risk denial and I didn’t want to wait in an hours-long line. A friend had told me that what I should do is go early on Sunday morning, when there was likely to be little to no line, get the stamp for re-entry, go inside and check it out, then leave, go home and sleep more, before going back later in the afternoon/evening. So I slept for about 4 hours, and around 10am on a Sunday I got up, got dressed in black shorts, a thin black crop top, black boots and socks, and my black leather collar. No bra, no makeup. I put my black raincoat on over my ensemble, and I headed out.

Rode him like a cowgirl [MF]

I wrapped his belt around his cock and used it to move him while I rode.

Normally I like to write with more detail–the buildup, the smells and sounds, the mood. It’s reflective of how I like sex.

Sometimes I like things blunt and hard. No rose petals or overtures, just grabbing and thrusting. It’s need and want, ownership and submission.

So the other night had started with a lot of other stuff, but I don’t care to dig into that right now. I’m bringing you in 2/3 into the story, where he is spread eagle on the bed, strapped down by wrists and ankles, his cock the only thing rising from the mattress like my personal delicious joystick.

His thick leather belt was within hand’s reach, so I dragged it across his chest, down his abdomen, letting it brush his cock and the weight of the end of it rest of his balls.

He shuddered from this, the change in sensation from my hands and mouth to this rougher, heavier thing.

Good, I like the shuddering. I wanted more. The belt had curled a bit around the base of his cock, and it seemed like a nice idea.

[MF] How I lost my virginity at 27

The last couple of years I have been thinking that I may have missed the boat and will have to accept being a virgin for life. Being 27 is late to lose it, I didn’t like talking about it when it came up as I didn’t want it to be what I was known for.

So about a month ago I messaged an account from a sub reddit. I introduced myself and asked a few sexual questions . I didn’t get a response and wrote it off. Two weeks go by and out of the blue I get a response from the account. She answered all my questions and had a few of her own. Now in my first message I didn’t say I was still a virgin or how old I am. So im not one to beat around the bush, so I straight told her my age and how I was still a virgin and that if these were deal breakers that it was ok. Surprisingly she was more worried about my age. We messaged back and forth all evening discussing everything from why I was still a virgin to if I was circumcised. We left that night on a good note with her saying she had to go to bed and that we could chat in a few days.

Family Sex Party [sister; cousin; others; orgy]

By J.K. Jones

My sister Cheryl asked me if I wanted to go to an orgy with her. We had just finished fucking and were lying together in her bed, spooning our naked, sweaty bodies, a small spattering of juice and cum here and there on our crotches. Her fingers were lightly playing with my chest hair, and I could feel her large tits against my arm and shoulder as she lay half upon me.

“Um, sure I guess,” I said. “Have never been.”

“These are people I met through Tinder,” Cheryl told me. “Nice people, sexy. My friends Calvin and Stephanie are going to host something. Eight or ten people I think. They don’t know you are my brother.”

“And everyone fucks each other?” I asked, more curious than excited. It was such an odd concept to me.

My sister giggled, and flicked my nipple. “The guys all play straight. If we play, you’ll probably end up fucking some of the girls.

“Oh, ok, and you’d be okay with that?” I asked.

“Sure, but you’ll have to be okay with watching me get fucked by other guys, and suck other dicks. Think you can handle that?”

Stabled

It was 1am and Dave was doing his rounds. Tonight wasn’t strictly necessary as the riding stables he was working security for had no horses in, they were all away to the races. Dave however was a man of routine. Ex-army and took the job seriously. It wasn’t his night tonight either, he was doing the shift for one of his team so that they could have the night off and party.

The grooms had taken the chance to clear the stables out and instead of relining them with hay, they had left them to air, then all the people working on the stud had gone down to the town for a booze-up. It didn’t happen to often that the place was this deserted, so they were all taking the chance to let their hair down. Dave smiled, there were going to be some good stories from this night as the grooms were a mixture of girls and boys and all were young and fit, some fitter than others.

As he quietly walked through the deserted buildings he thought he heard something and stopped to listen. In the dark he could hear footsteps, two sets. He moved back further into the shadows and waited.

Our [MF] weekend at a lake with another couple [MF]

Our weekend at the lake with another couple [MFMF]

I’ve always been a lurker but after years of enjoying the stories I thought I would contribute :) most of this is true!

My husband, Grant, and I had planned on a little trip on the lake. We’d been planning the little get away for weeks. At the last minute, Grant’s best friend from college, Paul, called. Paul and his wife, Claudette, were going to be in town that weekend and wanted to stop by. Before I knew what was happening, Grant had happily invited them to spend the weekend with us on the lake. When Grant hung up the phone, one look at me told him how thrilled I was about the whole thing. I had been planning on a little one-on-one time between the two of us. So much for that idea.

As the weekend rolled around, I grew more used to the idea of spending the time with friends. I figured Claudette and I could lay out in the sun while the guys fished or whatever. I could handle that. I’d just put the romance I had planned on hold until after the weekend.

[FM] Stewardess Acts Out Her Layover Masturbation Fantasy

The original story with [PICS/GIFS IS POSTED HERE ON IMGUR](https://imgur.com/nxeenx1)

I am a real US Airline flight attendant but you wouldn’t know from your flight with me that I am an addicted exhibitionist.

Simply put, I enjoy stripping nude and masturbating for men while they watch. It has become my favorite way of sexually expressing and satisfying myself – my real life fantasy acted out.

As an exhibitionist, I take advantage of my travels to find men willing to indulge me, whether it’s for a pilot or a male flight attendant on my crew, someone I know on the hotel staff or even as wild as a group of men if I can arrange it.

Because I think men like the idea of a sexy stewardess getting naked, my outfit of choice is my actual flight attendant uniform. I feel sexy wearing it on the airplane attracting men’s extended glances with an extra blouse buttons undone, but so much more so when I’m stripping from it for a complete stranger. And in a practical sense, I already have it with me on my layovers so I don’t have to think of something else to pack.

The Camgirl Part XLVII: Not Enough [MF] [Oral] [Rimming] [Very light BDSM] [Rough] [Light MDom/Fsub]

**XLVII: Blake**

Blake put her hands on Liam’s chest, squeezing those strong muscles as she gazed down at him, “I want you–fuck!” she gasped as the head of his cock brushed against her clit, “I want you to tell me you want to slip your hard cock inside my tight pussy.”

Liam didn’t smile this time. He just gazed back up at her with those intense blue eyes. Blake could almost feel the heat of the desire burning behind them.

“Slip my cock into your tight pussy,” he said.

Blake gasped, the mere words sending shivers through her as she found herself powerless to resist. She moved her hips up, never losing contact with his cock, until the tip pressed against her folds. Then Blake moaned as she lowered herself down his hard shaft. All the way. She watched his expression the entire time. She loved watching his face as she pleasured him, seeing *exactly* how good she made him feel.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” she gasped, “You’re stretching out my poor tight little pussy, but fuck, it feels so *good*!”

[mf] Jerked off under blanket in family room.

This is my first story here so I hope you enjoy reading it. Just a background real quick I’m a 5’9” 175 pounds athletic build and my gf at the time, ex now, was beautiful 5’4” tan, smooth skin, brown shoulder length hair and athletic build with a great ass. We were both in our early 20s at this time.