Freshman year beach trip with friends [M][F]

This is the first story I’ve written so it’s probably going to be a little longer than it ought to be. If there are more stories down the road I’ll probably try to skip some of the details, but I remember this weekend so fondly that I can’t spare any details. If it gets too long I’ll complete it in parts.

This story took place about a month and a half into my freshman year of college, early to mid 2000s. My girlfriend, Kathryn, and I had gone to high school together and started dating about six months before we graduated. I stayed in town and went to the state university in the town where we grew up and she went to a private college out of state, fairly far away. Timing worked out that we were able to take a long weekend with a couple we were friends with, Adam and Mari. Adam and I had been best friends since we were 9 years old and Mari was friends with Kathryn (not best friends, but pretty close). Adam went away to a different out of state school and Mari stayed in town and went to the same school as me. They had been dating about three months longer than us. Our trip was planned to include a Friday and the following Monday and we were going to Mari’s parents’ beach house on the gulf coast of Florida to stay in their guest house. Nobody else was going to be there, but she and her siblings only had access to the guest house when her parents weren’t there. They were quite well off and I’d heard that the beach house was beautiful.

The only time I ever cheated [MF] [Long]

About me: 35, married guy. My wife was my first, and we waited until we were married. We’ve been married for 13 years and are very happy together. She doesn’t know abut this event.

About six or seven years ago (I don’t remember exactly) I was looking for a new social media app so I could advertise a business I was starting at the time. I found this app called Kik (we all know it now) and downloaded it not knowing it was a messenger app. After doing some searching I managed to connect with a girl who was 19 at the time and we started chatting. It was all innocent at first, I am happily married after all, but one night we were chatting and she was drunk. The conversation turned sexual.

I had never been pursued before, and actually had to woo my wife pretty hard, so it really turned me on. But I told her I was married and I didn’t want her to get the wrong impression. She told me that she preferred married men and sent me a picture of her…ample bosom…

[GRP] Kas’s Visit – Part 4 End

Chris awoke to see golden light pour in from outside. He blinked to clear his eyes and then remained there, looking at the wall for several moments. Kas stirred behind him. Slowly adjusting himself to face her, they came up close almost touching each other’s noses. She made a half blink, and then another blink taking in Chris’ face and then the bright wall behind him. Meeting his eyes, she smiled a gentle smile. Her eyes were small and the bright green glistened. They were like beautiful green pearls he thought. They stared at each other for the longest few moments.

She put a hand on his chest, right where his heart was. He stroked the side of her cheek, where the little line separated her cheek with her mouth. He could only think of one thing to say. “I love Annja”, he whispered. It was a stupid thing to say but Kas had understood. She smiled, her eyes smiling with her, and she stroked his cheek as he had stroked hers. “And that is why I love and respect you”.

[GRP] Kas’s Visit – Part 3

The next morning, Saturday, Kas and Chris woke up at roughly the same time. They met in the hall and hugged. Kas told him that she was going to shower while he cooked breakfast. Carol’s door was closed.

As Kas got her clothes for her shower, she picked out clothing for Carol, the smallest things she had. Gently opening Carol’s bedroom door, she found Carol lying on the bed facing away from her and smiled when she saw her naked back and black thong. Laying the bundle of clothing on the chair, she slowly closed the door and left Carol to sleep.

As Kas showered, Carol awoke. She slowly stretched and adjusted her thong. Getting up, she noticed that clothes were neatly laid out on the chair. Turning red, she wondered who had seen her. Kas most definitely. She smiled slyly.

The clothing was nice. A pair of gentle blue socks, a blue shirt a little too big for her, a pair of jeans which she wondered how would fit, and… panties. She laughed. Stripping completely, she tugged on the tight panties that were almost like a thong themselves, and then the jeans.

[GRP] Kas’s Visit – Part 1

“And we have arrived!”, Chris said as we exited the highway for the airport. Following the signs for international arrivals was easy as he knew the way. Approaching the exits, he slowed down to a crawl and started looking for Kasya. Carol also looked, but having only photos to go off of, she kept an open mind.

Chris glanced at the car’s watch and nodded. “We are a bit early, but she should be out any minute”.

As they approached the end of the strip, Chris accelerated and joined with other traffic to make a loop. Carol thought about what she knew about Kas. Very pretty, blonde like her sister Annja, very beautiful face, and sexy all around, so probably wearing something sexy.

Chris came down the exit ramp racing and used engine braking to slow down. Once happy, he switched to neutral and coasted for as long as he could.

“Oh! Is that her?” Chris followed Carol’s finger to a slender blonde girl and just shook his head with a smile. Rolling along as slow as a snail, Chris finally decided that they had come to too-slow a crawl and punched the car back into gear. Not two meters later, he hit the brake, and made a crazy move to grab a spot.

A walk outside

We walk hand in hand in town enjoying the soft summer breeze with the warm sun, enjoying what the market has to offer with food or clothing. We spend some time looking around buyin some of the food on offer with drinks, but after a while we feel we’ve seen enough and decide to head for a park close by. As we get to the park we see families enjoying the weather or couples liying on the grass enjoying themselves by getting some sun. As we walk a bit in the park we find a secluded spot with a bench in the shade, we sit down on the bench and take a moment to relax from all the walking we’ve done during the day. You place your head on my shoulder and come closer to me and I simple place my arm around you in response to you gettin closer to me. After sitting down for a while I feel your hand slowly move twowards my crotch gently rubbing it to tease me,, I open my eyes slightly to look on you but you’re focused on teasing me so I close my eyes against and enjoy the feelings of your hand against my crotch. As my cock gets harder you unzip my pants and take out my cock starting to jerk me off. I can’t help but to enjoy the feeling of your soft hand wrapped around my cock going up and down wanting me to unload in your hands. Suddenly I feel you stop and get up infront of me in your small skirt looking with a smile to me, then I remember our bet of going commando for the day, my body moves on its own leaning forward and grabbing hold of your hips making you come towards me. YOu smile and get onto the bench grabbing hold of my dick positioning it to enter you. I move down a bit to make sure I’ll enter you without problem, as you go down I can feel the warmth warmth of you envelope my cock with warmth and juices. It feels like I might unload at that very moment but luckily I do not, I geab hold of your back pulling you closer to me so I can wrap our lips together. As we fuck on the bench we slow down everytime someone is near as not to get caught and only look like a couple that is kissing passionately.

My initiation into the world of spanking and impact play [MF]

My college girlfriend had a strong disliking for wearing clothes. She hated the feeling of restricting fabric over her body, so she never wore bras. She tried to keep her legs as free as possible, wearing the shortest shorts available. However, on the day we went to the museum she took it a little too far. She wore a top that looked somewhat like the beginnings of a dress but it was far too short to call it that. The slightest bend over and her panties were peeking out to say hello.

This girl had a fantastic ass. It was round, firm and plump – holding its shape perfectly regardless of whether it was encased in clothes or not. I used to playfully pat her rear end as a sort of inside joke as we walked up the stairs leading to the dorms. She came from an extremely conservative family and was slow to come around to exploring new sexual ideas. However, at the same time, there was no denying she was a freak in the most oxymoronic way. Those pats were just my friendly way of making fun of the fact that she desired extremely kinky and sexual things (which she openly confessed to me on a regular basis), but wasn’t quite ready to explore them. I considered myself to be pretty vanilla at the time honestly, and this was just a harmless joke.

Fucking the cute hair stylist in her shop [M][F] [long]

I strongly recommend reading [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8dfyx3/fingering_the_hair_stylist_in_my_lap_mf_long/) first. For those of you new, I was lucky enough to be seduced by a cute Asian hairdresser while she trimmed my hair. Her name was Grace, and she was fairly short with long flowing black hair, a relatively petite frame, C cup breasts, and an incredible round ass. I fingered her in my lap in the middle of the barber shop on a late evening with nobody around, until she came for me. We promised to rendezvous later that night, since we had to return to our jobs. Here’s the continuation of that.

After a feeble attempt at washing Grace’s orgasm from my hands, I looked at myself in the mirror and wondered how I was going to explain my appearance to my coworker. “Didn’t you go for a hair cut?” *Yea, I went for a hair cut.* “Why does it look like you got hit by a truck?” *Good question.* Hair disheveled? Check. Shave only three quarters done? Check. Wet spot on my pant leg? Check. Dress shirt wrinkled? Check. *Looks like I’m about ready to make the rest of my wage tonight with a change bucket on the street corner*, I thought to myself.

Sonny’s College Days (Part 1) [NSFW] [MFF]

Most of the details are true, just aggregated into one fantasy evening:

Jodi and Kathy lived across the hall from my tiny, dingy college apartment. They were working girls of no special means, but were fun to party with now & then. Kathy was a pretty blonde with a boyfriend, while Jodi was a bigger girl with a pretty face, and with an earth mother’s full figure. On this particular evening we were all sitting on the couch in my minimalist living room, a bit buzzed on some mild pot that we got our hands on, and a six pack of beer.

At one point, getting up go to the bathroom, I walked past Jodi. She was focused on Kathy, animatedly talking about something, when at the worst moment; her hand swung around and hit me in the testicles. Both ladies, and my balls, recoiled in embarrassment. Stooped over just a bit, I tried to play it off and fake limped to the bathroom. I could hear them fussing a little bit, and talking, but understood nothing they said. As I got back to the living room, Kathy, with a funny smile, walked passed me on her way to the bathroom.

Fantasy Island [Fdom] [Msub] [MF/MM] [Bi]

I saw it advertised online. In clear black and white in the pages of an adult entertainment website. I was not sure what I was looking for, other than a release from the doldrums of a dire day to day existence. I had come out of a long-term relationship rudderless, and the seemingly endless sea of porn and unfilled promises was doing my head in. The words read out like a beacon to my cock.

#Fantasy Island

Within the advertisement, was a promise of a week of heteroflexibility, where you would be one of many, ready to take part in a competition of sexual pleasure. I didn’t know what to make of it, at first. Heteroflexible? Admittedly, that was something that ended my relationship. I had dearly wanted my ex-girlfriend to put toys in my ass and she wouldn’t. I started watching bisexual porn and became intrigued by the cocks of other men. Was it going to be worth the flight to Australia and the copious bits of paperwork required? Paperwork to attain consent, which would be verbally confirmed upon arrival.