[FFM] Double topless handjob

Sorry I haven’t posted in awhile. There are plenty more stories but I haven’t had the time or energy to write them down. But something happened to me just this past weekend and I had to say it here. Here goes…

I have a childhood friend named Emily. We’ve literally been friends since we were in elementary school. Our families also became close when we were in about middle school. We made it a tradition for our families to go the beach together every Labor Day weekend. Around the time we were in college, our families stopped coming, but we would always be there. The last few years, Emily has brought her boyfriend Ryan (I think they are about to be engaged, so happy for them!).

This year was no exception. I drove down alone and Ryan drove himself and Emily. We all go to our hotel Saturday late morning. We did the typical saying hi and hugging and brief chit chat when we were in the room. We were getting hungry so we decided to go down to the boardwalk to get some food and then go lie out on the beach for the rest of the afternoon.

(_|_) Fun in Retirement – Back to the Beach [MFFF] [Group]

It’s been a while since I last posted any details of my fun at the retirement village, but here goes another one. There are [previous stories](https://www.reddit.com/user/rayvoit/posts/) if you want, but they aren’t really necessary to read.

I’m a 72 year old retired widower now living in a retirement village and having the time of my life with friends (especially with some of the women). What goes on is not what you would expect your grandfather or grandmother to get up to.

In a previous post ([Off to the Beach](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7vepra/fun_in_retirement_part_2_off_to_the_beach_mff/)) I explained about our first group trip to the nudist beach. The basic story is I went with four women in their 70s to a nudist beach. With some trepidation we all eventually got ourselves naked and swam and sat around in the beach together.

The Next-Door Neighbor [mf] [oral] [light bdsm]

The next-door neighbor.

They say that us men are quite simple to a fault. That we’ll forget so many important milestones of our lives, but we’ll recall a memorable sexual encounter until the day we die. There may be some truth to this because that is exactly the nature of the story I’m going to tell… This took place shortly after my first year at college and being back home with my family for the summer.

[MF] My first slutty experience

This happened an hour ago, and I’m still kind of jittery and coming down from it.

After a few unsuccessful posts on r/raobj, I decided to soldier on and make a post on another website asking to play with an older daddy. I didn’t want to get my hopes up since other meets I’d attempted fell through for some reason or other. As you can imagine, my inbox looked like that gif of hotdogs being thrown at that girl’s face.

Now, I’ve never done anything so slutty as the things we did tonight. I’ve never had random hookups and certainly haven’t fucked anyone past 35.

I didn’t know his name and I still don’t. I called him Daddy and that was fine by him. I’m 25 and he’s 45; the age gap being a huge turn on for me. He messaged me on the website and then got a hold of my Kik. The day was filled with a bunch of flirty texts and he suggested I come see him after work. We eventually settled on meeting later that night for a coffee to establish he wasn’t a serial killer and out to dump my body in the bush.

Ms B, S.D. & I [MMF]

Where do I start? Of course there has to be a beginning, middle and end right?

Just like any encounter, you don’t know what kind of personality you’re gonna meet or if they really are who they portray themselves to be. What I have experienced is the conversations are shorter is usually the ones that actually are the most accurate, straight forward and to the point. In the end result, it always ends up phenomenal.

I was chatting w/ a homie who happens to be following me on Twitter for some years now. He complimented me on the content I posted. We conversed for a while and I must say I was rather intrigued at how open minded and free spirited he was. Handsome blatino papi, muscular, athletic, masculine as fuck and bisexual. The following day, we met up to go smash some pussy. On the way there, I listen to him talk in person and I’m still in disblief that this dude is as freaky as I believe he is even though I saw his content and read what he was into.

Supermarket Excursion By: Bishop [MF] [Public] [Rough]

Have you ever been out, at work or at the gym or in a supermarket, and you see something. It could be something small. Something tiny that only you saw. But as minuet as it might be, it gets your mind wondering. You start picturing it in your mind, experiencing it again. Then that grows to a scenario that grows and develops in your mind. Now you’re in that mood. You know what you need, it’s all you can’t think about. That animalistic need that takes over. That’s what happened to our old friend Bishop, as he walked through the isles of the supermarket. He was in that bad mood. It was beginning to take over. He’d been going through a dry spell recently. His last book sold so well, the publisher promised a huge advance if he could get a second book out as soon as possible. So for almost a year, he’d been in his officer, working on the second book. But that didn’t leave him much time for socializing. That also made him extremely horny.

[FF]ollow fun up on Saturday night to Sunday afternoon with my friend

With some slight interest in my [first](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9cog42/i_had_an_unexpected_ffun_time_with_a_friend/) post, I thought that I would follow up with the next day. I messaged her in the morning to make sure that she was feeling okay because I felt as though I may had been a bit aggressive. She said that she was fine, but that it would “be a couple of days before anything went inside” of her. I may catch flack for this as that may mean ‘no’, but I personally saw it as a turn on to see how much that she could come from my tongue and not using my hands. The idea of having to be careful and still get her off became a huge turn on that I couldn’t ignore. I had come home after having coffee in the morning, masturbated no less than 10 times, and let her know that I had bought a pizza from the grocery store that I needed to cook. I have never once bought a take and bake pizza. I thought about sharing it with her when I bought it, but didn’t know why. I brought other food on Saturday night that we made. It was as though some pizza spirit knew that I needed an excuse to return.

Joanna

Joanna

Hungover from the night before, Chris stumbled out of the shower and headed downstairs towards the kitchen, in search of orange juice. If nothing else, the OJ would quench his first – even if it could do nothing for the pounding in his head.

The living room had been a tip the night before, at least, that was how Chris last remembered it. At some point in between then and now, the scattered bottles and empty cans had been scooped up. Good, Chris thought dimly – perhaps we can sort this out in time, and Marcus’ parents won’t hit the roof when they get back.

There was a clinking of glass coming from the kitchen, Marcus cleaning up. Chris stumbled through to join him.

However, it wasn’t Marcus in the kitchen. Instead it was Marcus’ mother who was sorting the empties and the dirty crockery.

Chris froze. She glanced back to him “Hello, Chris. I see you boys had fun last night.”

Shit. This wasn’t supposed to happen. “M-Mrs Parker. Hi. Yes. We did. Sorry”.

I had an unexpected [FF]un time with a friend

This is long, but I’ll give some highlights.

As some **background**, we went to high school together over a decade ago. We’ve both been married and divorced/separated, but no kids. [Sara] was the first girl that I kissed in a time that we snuck away together during a slumber party of sorts when we were teenagers. She’s a couple of years older and when we would occasionally make-out or swim topless in her parent’s pool, it was always her idea. Truly, her large breasts were intimidating to me, even though I was attracted to other girls and she was only ever into me and a long list of men.

Corrupting Corrine – Part 1 [Mf] [MCtrl] [cheat] [teacher/student] [psychological] [long]

Hi Erotica. This story actually has a part 2 and 3 already, and if you want to read them after this you can check my post history. I’m just posting part 1 for now because I just found this sub and I wanted to see if there’s interest. If so I’ll post parts 2 and 3 here as well. Thanks for checking it out!

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The eraser of Corrine’s pencil tapped, tapped on her notebook. It had made contact with the paper far more times than the tip over the course of the afternoon. Yet her focus was not out the window or within her own mind, but on the lecture before her.

“So I hope, as we continue through the semester, your view of the human mind will evolve similarly to how the views of psychologists have evolved over time. The human mind is not a machine. Yet it cannot be viewed entirely as a self-determining entity, either. We need to look at the pyschological, social, and physical influences on the mind before we can understand how to help a patient – we can never view the mind in isolation from these factors, never as totally independent.”