Fun at the fountain [MF] [exhib, ds, oral]

After a light lunch in a small cafe, we wander the streets until we come to a park with a small fountain. Producing a coin for each of us from my pocket, we each make a silent wish and flip ours into the water with a small plunk, our coins swirling around each other as they tumble to the bottom. Placing my hand at the small of your back, I reach across your body and pull you towards me. I press my forehead to yours as I lean in and touch my lips to yours.

My hand slides from your back to the hem of your shirt, my fingers caressing your hip as they slip under your top. I stroke the tips up your side, raising the fabric as a breeze dances across your exposed flesh. My other hand brushing your cheek as we kiss, a long, deep, passionate embrace. My hand travels up your stomach, my fingers grazing the bottom of your perky breasts, sending shivers through your body as I tease your skin.

[MF] So, here’s what happened with my friend…

Some of you may be aware of [this post of mine](https://www.reddit.com/r/holdthemoan/comments/7tic90/gif_i_was_told_yall_may_appreciate_this_im/) from the other night in r/holdthemoan. I’ve had a few requests for the story of how it went down, so here goes. But know this: I don’t consider myself a prolific writer by nature AND I’m used to telling stories to girlfriends (where you leave out most graphic / explicit detials) so if you have questions, ask away and I’m happy to answer :)

Quick background on why I was so nervous (I’m usually very not) and hesitant to just go try to fuck him:

1) our families go back forever and he grew up with my cousins, so I kinda did too because of holidays, summers, etc.
2) the summer after I hit puberty and while on the way to the swimming pool with a bunch of their friends, my cousins made it abundantly clear that I was off limits
3) I was apprehensive about possibly introducing future awkwardness

And as a side note: in hindsight by thinking about how to put this down on paper, it makes total sense as to why he’s never been flirty with me (see point 2).

[MF] Creative Housing Solution part 2 (Freeuse)

Tom gets ready for work, resisting the urge to take care of his massive erection in the shower, wanting to wait and see what happened with his first Foreigne Exchange student. He gets to work, burrying himself in reports and presentations as he tells himself she would not be desprate enough to even respond to his email, despite his colleagues assuring him that there is always one student a year that would accept the offer. Tom gets home to see an email from Emma.

The contract attached to the message and her response asking for a plan ticket as part of the agreement. He smiles as he always appreciate a good negotiation.

Tom agrees, purchasing a first class ticket from Melborn to LAX. He closes the email out, setting out to book her dr appointment and get her room ready, ordering a large assortment of toys, straps, lingere and lubes for his future enjoyment. She would be here in 2 days and he was dying in anticipation…

My [F] slutty adventures Part 4

I like the idea of threesomes but the ones I’d experienced didn’t quite go to plan. There was one with my boyfriend at the time and his best friend which caused the bf to have jealousy issues, one with a friend and her fwb which made her jealous, one with two guys I met in a bar where one got a bit pissed off and went home and one with two male friends which wasn’t too bad but we were all very drunk so it was more funny than sexy. So I decided to have a look online at a swingers site because if people are looking for a third then in theory they might have ironed out any issues particularly if they’re experienced. I got a message from a guy who had a profile with his brother. I thought that was a little odd but he explained that being brothers they are totally at ease with each other and trust each other completely which did make sense.

Pegging Gone Wrong [MM]

I have been chatting with this ‘straight’ guy on a dating app for almost a year already. We would usually talk about his ‘bottom bitch’ fantasies. I am quite adventurous, and it’s been a while since I was dominant at sex. For months, we’ve been talking about meeting up and fulfilling his fantasy. But every time we set a date, something would always come up leaving us with no choice but to cancel. Until last night when all the stars lined up for us to meet.

He came in our flat looking a bit anxious. It was the first time we met face-to-face. I reassured him that no one is going to bug us, my roommate is on holiday for a few days in India. We talked a bit about the weather, work, and other awkwardly boring stuff before heading to my room.

Creative Housing Solutions part 2

Tom gets ready for work, resisting the urge to take care of his massive erection in the shower, wanting to wait and see what happened with his first Foreigne Exchange student. He gets to work, burrying himself in reports and presentations as he tells himself she would not be desprate enough to even respond to his email, despite his colleagues assuring him that there is always one student a year that would accept the offer. Tom gets home to see an email from Emma.

The contract attached to the message and her response asking for a plan ticket as part of the agreement. He smiles as he always appreciate a good negotiation.

Tom agrees, purchasing a first class ticket from Melborn to LAX. He closes the email out, setting out to book her dr appointment and get her room ready, ordering a large assortment of toys, straps, lingere and lubes for his future enjoyment. She would be here in 2 days and he was dying in anticipation…

Playing with my professor and his wife. [FMF]/[FFM] (Part 1 of 2)

[Part 2/2 —>](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7tppor/playing_with_my_professor_and_his_wife_fmfffm/?ref=share&ref_source=link)

—START Part 1/2—

This story has a lot of backstory and build-up, but I promise you it is worth it and will make it that much better and beautiful.

As I have written before, I have always been a sexually adventurous person. I started experimenting sexually at a young age with another girl I was close to. At the age of 15, I lost my virginity to a boy who was 18. I identify as bisexual and have always been that way I think. Both sexes turn me on pretty much equally. My parents raised me in a very open and free environment, but demanded responsibility and self-ownership. My mom was very sex-positive and educated me well on all things sex related. Interestingly, they were okay with me having boys and girls in my room privately, even overnight. I guess they figured that it was better if I was not sneaking around behind their back and felt safe and comfortable. Throughout middle school and high school, I had sexual relationships, which may appear abnormal, but it was not to me. Once I started college, I became involved in the group sex scene. You know, like orgies and swingers parties, often referred to as “the lifestyle.” One might think that such events are risky with disease and all, but these concerns are taken very seriously. At events, protection must always be used. Not that I would participate in group sex all the time, but I did very much enjoy it. I love meeting new people and exploring with them sexually, and making them feel good.

Late Night at the Office

I had never wanted to be just another office worker. I took a job at a regional sales company after college just to give me something to do and a steady paycheck. About a year ago, they promoted me to middle management. On my first day, I knew I didn’t want to stay here forever, but after last night, I may never want to leave.

I was staying late to get caught up on some paperwork and projects that upper management had been breathing down my neck about and I thought I was the only one there. As I sat at my desk, I heard a rustling from the other side of the office. “It’s probably just the cleaning crew,” I thought to myself, nobody would still be here if they didn’t have to be. A little while later, I heard it again but since I didn’t hear much else, I decided to check it out.

[Mf][oral] butt stuff and the girl who loved giving and receiving.

I have always had a taste for the slightly inexperience girls. Not as in they were new to sex itself but have really only had pretty vanilla sex. It was such an amazing and gratifying feeling when I could introduce a new thing to someone and have them love it. It’s very addictive. However this is about a girl who was already down with everything I wanted (at the time. There’s more I’m into now that I dunno if she would be down for haha)

One thing I have always loved was having my asshole played with. Fingers, tongues and small toys were what I craved. During oral or actual sex. But this girl was well versed in such a subject.

She was about 5’4. Dyed red hair. Snake bite lip piercings. A little curvy and eager as fuck to please. Pale skin. Blue eyes. Not incredibly attractive but I would say definitely pretty. She became 10x more sexy after this first time.

Fire & Snow [MF]

We laze by the fire, enjoying our coffee, wrapped in a ruched faux fur throw. The straps of your tank top fall down your arms, as you lift the hot mug to your lips. You sigh and set the mug down, leaning back against my bare shoulders. You shift slightly, rubbing the exposed skin of your thighs against my thin lounge pants as our feet intertwine.

The fire crackles and pops as you wiggle your bottom against my lap. I slide my arm up your tummy, cradling your breast in my rough hand as I lean down to kiss your neck. I trace my fingers along your side, sliding them down and discovering your slit is wet to my touch.

I stroke you softly up and down as you curl into my arms, the comfortable fire seeming even hotter with the slow burn spreading through your body. I kiss you deeply, our lips sliding past one another as I breathe in your intoxicating scent. Pinpricks of sweat form over your skin as you feel your body shake from my fingertip circling your clit. I close my lips on yours, as I inhale your coffee scented moans.