[M]y [f]riend asked me for a favor

Tina and I had known each other for almost a year. We met via reddit, when my primary partner and I were looking for threesomes (on a different account). The first night the three of us got together, we had some incredible sex, but Tina decided she wasn’t really into girls as much as she thought she was. However, Tina and I kept talking. Because of our schedules, it never really went anywhere, but we stayed in touch. We went rock climbing once and I could tell we still had a ton of chemistry, so when my friday night plans fell through one day, I texted her on a whim and we made plans for later that night for dinner and drinks and for her to show off her new apartment.

Lemme pause here to give you some visuals: I’m 5’11, 155, lean/athletic from rock climbing and yoga. Hairy & tattooed body, brown hair and beard, hazel eyes. Tina is of Middle Eastern descent with cappuccino skin, curly black hair, and big bright brown eyes. Maybe 5’8, and slim. B cups with a wonderfully cute butt.

Goodbye, Mr. Nice Guy (Pt. I) [MF]

It’s been 14 years since this happened, so my memory might be a bit rusty and some events might have been amalgaminated, but I like this story too much to not tell it, so here it is.

I’ve been raised pretty sheltered and was always more of a Nice Guy™. That wasn’t to say I was totally unsuccessful with women since I’ve never been bad looking and did have some talents (playing the piano worked remarkably well with girls back then), but it was that I always put in a lot of love and effort into my relationships and the more I gave, the more I seemed to push girls away — all the while the girls I talked to complained about the mean guys in their lifes but never could emotionally get past them. I could never quite get my head around this.

But this was the time in my life where I got into contact with some concepts like TRP and the Mystery Method and suddenly a whole lot of things started to make sense in my head. Especially the epiphany about how teasing and holding back builds way more attraction than just plain giving a woman what she says she wants.

Hooked up with my ex over the holidays.. oops! [FM]

Hiii! Ok, so after my last [post]( https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a79ueq/i_broke_my_own_rule_fm/?st=JQG9S4GZ&sh=6e104936) and all the love and messages you guys sent me I decided to post this hook up I had a couple days ago. I want to apologize if it’s kind of long, I really tried to go back and take out any unnecessary details haha. Hope you enjoy!???

So my ex boyfriend, William, and I were both back in our hometown for the holidays and just for a bit of history: We broke up maybe about a year and a half ago? A little more? It was kind of a bad break up. He was a bit overbearing and always jealous whenever I was around other guys. That wasn’t the only reason we broke up, but it definitely contributed to the fighting. We had a few close mutual friends, so after we broke up it was kind of hard to avoid each other. We eventually became civil again, and I guess you could say we were friendly. We’d never hang out or text or anything, but if we ran into each other, etc it wouldn’t be too awkward.

I [F] got an erotic massage from my longtime masseuse [F]

This is my first story here, might ramble a bit but thought it was too good not to share…

This just happened a few days ago.

I’ve (F 42) been seeing my massage therapist (F 28ish?) for almost 3 years. The first time I met her, I was immediately attracted to her…not really in a sexual, lustful way, but more of a “wow, what a cool, confident, interesting girl. She’s a little alternative, hippieish, changes up her hair color often, but always really put together – I was immediately envious and smitten by her whole vibe. Our fist 3 sessions were at a larger chain massage company, they were all pretty standard clinical massages, she was was cool to talk to, did a great job on my legs and I felt comfortable with her – so when she told me she was leaving to start her own studio I didn’t hesitate to follow her.

The first thing that jumped out to me when I started going to her new office was what she would wear for the sessions. From the conservative uniform to a tank top with no bra and yoga shorts…I immediately went from, “She’s a super cool chick who does a great job on my calves” to “holy shit, this girl is making me have feelings I’m not sure how to process.”

Good Girls Listen and Obey [BDSM][Mdom][Fsub]

I ordered her to kneel before me. I pushed her knees apart with my foot, then bent down to meet her eye to eye. Without losing focus on her, my hand slipped between her legs as I calmly ordered, “Put your hands behind your back.”

 

I wasn’t surprised to already find her pussy wet, in fact it pleased me, as I dragged my fingers over her clit, feeling her juices wick between my nimble fingers. Almost immediately, she was breathing hard and moaning. I could feel her push her pelvis into my fingers. Soon, her breath drew in short gasps. She collapsed forward and whispered, “Master, can I cum?”

 

I replied “no” and ran my other hand up behind her neck and laced my fingers into her hair. I held her head up and continued to stroke her wet, wet pussy. I ordered her to stand. She complied. I told her to spread her legs for me and she complied to that order as well. My fingers started orbiting her clit again and almost immediately she started to lean over and rest against my chest. “Don’t lean against me,” I said, tugging her head upright again. She struggled to stand straight again, trembling and shaking against my masturbating strokes.

Rebellion (Part 1) [Teachers] [Oral] [Dubious Consent] [light binding]

*This was my idea,* I reminded myself as I looked in the mirror.

I continued getting ready by pulling my rainbow tinted hair up into thick curly pigtails. My makeup was light, typical of a teenage girl just permitted to use the products. My lips were a light pink with a gentle shine from gloss, my cheeks a soft rose, barely even discernible, and my eyes were layered in the lightest of pinks and tans with a thin black liner to highlight their shape.

My top was well-fitted, not too tight, but tight enough that my body was well defined underneath it. It was a plain white button up and it lay with a perfect collar around my neck, the top two buttons undone and a violet tie with a school emblem on it hung loosely from my neck and tucked under the collar. I adjusted the violet pleated skirt and took a deep breath before I finished buttoning up my top and tightening the tie. I slipped a short violet blazer on, grabbed my backpack, and headed out the door.

A Tail of Exploration (FF)(First time)(Pet play)

“Gabs you cannot stay in bed all damn weekend,” Laura pounded on her roommates door concerned and frustrated that she hadn’t left her room besides showering and working since her breakup two weeks ago.

“I don’t have anything else to do, go away.”

Laura flung open the door and threw a small brown bubble envelope on the bed, “here drunk Gabby bought sober Gabby something else.”

Gabby sat up combing her shoulder length brown hair out of her face and grabbing the envelope, “great I can’t wait to see what I’ve wasted my money on now. Probably another pair of panties I thought would win Ben back.”

Laura sat on the bed and hugged her roommate, “hey it’s ok, Ben is a douche bag and him breaking up with you for not being kinky enough is a shitty thing. So what if you’re not kinky? The best way to get kinky is to have someone teach you how to be kinky. He’s a fucking asshole, and I’m sure he missed out on a lot of fun. So what’s in the package I’m curious?”

[MM] Me and Sam.

The story is about me and my best friend in high school, we will call him Sam. The events of this story happened after we had both turned 18.

Sam was a tall athletic guy whose parents were originally from Eastern Europe, although he was born in the US. Sam and I were neighbors, which is probably what led us to be best friends in high school. Sam and I hung out a lot during high school, almost everyday. Sam’s mom was a tall, pale Eastern European woman with a skinny frame and breasts that seemed too big for her body. As you can probably tell, I had a huge crush on Sam’s mom (but that’s another story).

Because Sam’s mom was a stay-at-home mom and my parents were constantly at work all day, we mostly hung out in my house. We also had a huge pool so during the warm days of summer, Sam and I would always go swimming in the afternoon to cool down. Sam would then come to my house to shower and hang out in my room.

Leslie and Adam (MF)

“Last call for alcohol!”

It wasn’t really that late, but it was clear the bartender was not amused with this crowd of traveling business barflies. Technically the bar closed at eleven, but Adam had been there past midnight on many occasions.

“Let’s go back to the room and finish our drinks. It’s just upstairs,” Adam whispered in her ear.

Leslie flashed him a look of desire, and followed Adam out of the bar. They walked down the hallway together, and made a right at the stairwell. He slapped her ass as she ascended the stairs in front of him, which was exactly when he learned she wasn’t wearing anything under her [backless red skater dress](https://www.lulus.com/products/believe-in-love-red-backless-skater-dress/595702.html).

Adam traveled to this city for years, but he only met Leslie a month ago. She was finishing up her internship at a prominent consulting firm when he bumped into her (literally) wearing this [little black keyhole dress](https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ee/70/ed/ee70edfff8d77da8bf983f924323177f.jpg). He was rounding the corner of the third floor bar in the Marriott Marquis open atrium at the same time she was coming from the other direction. Luckily, both of their glasses were (almost) empty, so he offered to refill hers as an act of contrition. After she smoothed herself out, she said, “Sure, handsome, I’ll take a Four Roses Single Barrel, two ice cubes.” She must have caught Adam’s eyebrows shooting up with that smirk and wink she shot him.

[MF] The time I got seduced I couldn’t even talk

A couple of years ago I was studying at university near my hometown in Germany. I am about 5’10, athletic built, light brown haired, simply an average guy. At the time I was in a relationship, but not as serious as expected. So I was enjoying the fact, that my university had about 70% female students. Mainly by chatting, flirting, having great times but nothing out of the ordinary.

At some point I met a girl who caught my eye. It was at a short film festival showing films and displaying student projects when I just noticed a small, dark haired girl rushing in between the stalls. She seemed to be in a hurry and sort of hid er face behind her hair sneaking through the crowd. I turned my head and had my eyes following her wonderful body. She had a small ass, was stacked reasonably good and had a very sportive figure. As I later found out she was 4 years younger than me (she was 22 at the time) and training track since she was 3 years old.