[FM] Showering with a guy after swimming

This story is definitely the most recent one I have to tell. I work in an office that isn’t too far from a pool club. I love to swim, especially in the winter, so I decided I would buy a membership to the club and go every so often. I wouldn’t say I’m a great swimmer, but I really enjoy it. I usually only go on days that are slow around the office and I don’t have any afternoon meetings. I’ll go at lunch time, and then eat at my desk. I always bring a swimsuit in my purse, just in case I’m in the mood to go swimming that day. After I swim each time, I have to shower so that I don’t come back to the office smelling like chlorine, so I also bring a few travel shower essentials.

I am 5’4” and have straight long brown hair. While I wouldn’t say I am skinny, my body has some curves like an hourglass figure. My skin is pretty fair I wear a size 36D bra. I would say I have a nice ass, but not as impressive as my boobs. When I swim, I pretty much always wear a string bikini (if you’ve been following my posts you probably have a good sense of my style lol).

Femdom Village (2)

In the main building in the Mineral Beauty spa, there was an outdoor fitness area where the submissive men had fitness sessions lead by the town’s all female police force. The Chief of Police, Persephone was in charge of the session that day accompanied by members of the police force. They wore blue tank tops with blue shorts and impeccable white tennis shoes that matched their uniforms. Persephone checked the weather online and said to her female subordinates, “Looks like there is a storm coming today.”

“We will not be able to use the cattle prods, oh well … nothing we can do about that. Tell the others we are going to use the whips today and have their raincoats ready. Today is going to be a wet day.” “As you wish, madam,” said the female subordinate as she rendered a salute to her commanding officer and left to notify the others. Chief Persephone and a group of female officers went out to the fitness area where a group of submissive men were already waiting for them. All the men were completely naked except for their respective collars around their necks and plastic cock cages.
The men were on their knees looking at the floor waiting for instructions. “Pathetic slaves, all of you look like fat pigs. You’re an embarrassment to your Mistresses,” Chief Persephone said while she cracked the whip. “But as luck would have it, you will be at my complete disposal today. Don’t worry, I have permission from your Mistresses to have fun at your expense, UNDERSTAND YOU MISERABLE PIGS!!” As Chief Persephone said this thunder is heard from a distance. “As you wish,” said all the submissive men in unison while they shivered outside in the cold. “All right, stand up, start running … MOVE!,” said Persephone. Immediately, the submissive men stood up and began running around the track.

The Mirror [FM] [Voyeurism] [Exhibitionism] [Masturbation] [Fiction]

The alarm on my phone rings to let me know it’s 6:55 in the morning and I know exactly what that means, you’ve just finished your workout and are getting ready to take your morning shower. I slide into the little closet next to your bathroom, making sure that the room behind me is completely dark so that I can see you without you seeing me. Within minutes, like every day, you walk in, bouncing, with little beads of sweat on your forehead and chest, your tank top soaked in your sweat. Your shorts being stripped off as you walk into the bathroom. You look into the mirror, looking me directly in the eyes, if you knew I was there.

“Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the fairest bitch of them all?” you ask, a quick giggle passes your lips as you look into the mirror.

This little habit of yours makes me smile every morning. The sultry voice you try to slip into, a little deeper than your standard voice, a little slower pace than you normally speak, makes me grin as I know you are realizing how it would sound to anyone else. You stand on your tip toes as you finish asking, examining your body. Your skin glistening, turning your arms over, looking at the various muscles and how they look with shine of the sweat.

How Mary became a camslut for random people on the internet [MF][F][M]

This story happened just this past Christmas. Feel free to skip the context (if you’re impatient) right to the @Good Stuff or the @Really Good Stuff.

I opened the door to my home. It had been a long day at work, constantly receiving dirty messages, pictures, and videos from Mary, who was lucky enough to be sitting at home with nothing to do but play with herself. My cock had been hard practically all day, much to the detriment of my nice dress slacks. I’m a 5’11” guy, 170 athletic pounds, and long light brown hair with natural grey streaks. My cock is 8 inches long, thick, and always shows in a bulge even when soft. Christmas was in 3 days and the whole office was on vacation, which was lucky for me. Any other week the clerk would have had quite the surprise when she inevitably walked into my office to see my pants bursting at the seems and my fly unable to stay zipped up. The girl who was tormenting me from home is a long haired brunette, average height, with a fit hourglass shape, incredible round bubble butt, and perky C cup breasts with large nipples that are a perfect handful. Her face is cute and round, with full lips and a small nose. Her almond shaped eyes betray her half Asian heritage.

Through the Crack in the Door [Part 1][MF][Oral][Voyeurism]

*Hey there! It’s been a bit since I posted around here, though mainly cause I lacked inspiration to finish this bit…until today. It’s the first part in a small series I’m producing, though I’m not sure at all how things are going to turn out in terms of its progression! Either way, hope someone enjoys this little read!*

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Looking back on everything, I knew Taylor was trouble from the moment I first met her.

Back then, I was a struggling musician spending his Friday and Saturday nights playing in bars while reserving Monday through Thursday for school. What time that wasn’t spent on a drum or bar stool, was behind the counter at my college’s library where I worked part time. I had a pretty set routine honestly, more so than I could say for the two roommates I had.

[M]y super-slutty week [MF] x7

I have multiple FWBs, eight or nine to be exact. I won’t lie, I like the variety, but generally it’s because I want to have sex 3-4 times a week, while a single FWB averages about once a week/2-3 times a month. I could probably cut the number down to about 5 or 6…but what can I say, I’m greedy. Usually it averages out just right, but sometimes there are dry spells where everyone is busy…and then sometimes there are periods when the scheduling gets a little crazy.

This past week was one such week.

**Tuesday: Jo**

First One Night Stand [MF]

Joe was a good 6 feet tall, with a thin yet muscled body from playing soccer. His shaven face was inlaid with green eyes. We’re gonna call him Joe. I go to Joe’s apartment with the above expectations only to be met with this sweet, handsome guy. At one point, I unsexily cried because I was let down that night. After that, we turned on Beauty and the Beast (the newest version because Emma Watson…hell yeah) which was not meant to be watched. The crimson bra with lace trimmings, came off. Even though I was attempting to play it cool, I wanted to be touched. He understood that. After pulling my shirt taut against my unfettered breasts, he pulled it back off. We pretended like nothing was happening, simply passersby to a sex scene that felt so good. Joe as an artist, began smoothly moving his index finger tip over my limbs. Tracing the veins. Starting on my arms, cleanly moving up to my chest. He was using my right breast as a pillow the entire time, I had my arm around his head to pull him closer. His cologne and the movie were the only sensations that were not being caused by us being together. No noises besides my moans as he finally released my tension, flicking his tongue across my nipple. The coldness in the air made his hot tongue feel like Heaven itself hit my passion. My moans became louder until he shushed me. Informed me in a childlike manner that he did not want his neighbors to hear us having sex. His fingertips were still gripping my nipple as I decided to counter-inform him that I was on my period. I asked if that was a problem, he said it certainly was but continued to his ministrations.

[M]y camping surprise [f]un

After taking a recent camping trim I remembered this story and thought I would share. It’s a bit long, so apologies. It takes place a couple years ago when I was traveling a lot for work. I was 26 at the time, fairly fit (still am), 6ft with dark hair and dark eyes. I’m not shy, but I usually stick to myself, especially when on work travel. My travel was all in state and I got reimbursed for using my personal vehicle, so most times I would go camping on the beginning and end of my trips. This story starts on one of those camping trips.

I ended up at a campground this time. It wasn’t too crowded and I got a nice secluded spot with one spot on my right side and a medium size creek on my left and back side. I arrived in the early afternoon and set up camp. Soon another car drove up to the site next to mine. Two beautiful young women got out, followed by a young guy around their age. Both women were wearing yoga pants, tennis shoes, and short crop tops that hung perfectly over their breasts and showed off their toned bellies. The taller of the two was a gorgeous dirty blonde, about 5,9. She was clearly with the other guy and they set up their tent together. The other woman was a bit short, 5′ 6ish, with natural red hair. Her hair was up in a high ponytail and hung out the back of a ball cap. She was toned with a tight ass and perfect abs. She set up a tent by herself a little closer to my site. I waved at them and they all waved back.

We were smitten and I took his virginity [FM]

Picture it. Summer 2017. Midwest city. Humid as ever.

I (22F) had been dating Ryan (21M) for two months. Ryan was tall, kind of nerdy, and had eyes that made me feel so special when he looked at me. He was shy and sort of awkward. I wasn’t sure if he had ever been in a relationship before, or done more than kiss someone. As for me, well, I was out of my comfort zone. I’d consider myself more of the casual type. He was the first guy I had ever ‘taken it slow’ with. We didn’t even kiss until the second or third date. Come to think of it, he was the first guy I had ever dated. When I say I’m usually the casual type I really mean it.

Anyway, to the story!

[MF] Sometimes, life is kind to us (The story about Molly I promised)

Some of you may have read my post from Monday. You can find that [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8s19mq/mf_sneaking_away_the_first_day_that_changed_my/). You don’t have to read it, it is both tame and long. So I will sum it up in the next paragraph. If you want to read it, click the link before reading on.

Twelve to thirteen years ago I [19 at the time] [Male] was on a vacation trip with family and friends in Florida, and the group across from our campsite was just a bunch of college girls. I had my eye on a short, tan, black-haired girl who I named “Molly” at the end of the last post for the sake of anonymity. However, due to some drama that happened, a different girl (the blonde) from the group approached me and in the middle of a conversation we had kind of a spur of the moment spark of rebellion. We ended up hiding somewhere and showing each other our naked bodies. It didn’t go much beyond that. Again, this did not happen with Molly. However, my friends and I did get Molly’s contact info. I mentioned that I actually would end up having more exciting experiences with Molly so here we go: