[FM] Toke, Kiss. Toke, Kiss.

This is a story of my first time smoking, and my first time fucking.

I live in a small town, so to entertain ourselves we fish, drink, smoke pot and fuck. And I’m not sure which we do more.

I was raised in a very conservative family, no sex, no drugs, etc.

When I turned 21 my friend of four years, Septima (apparently she got her name because she was the seventh child,) invited me over to her house to play Skyrim and eat pizza like we always do.

Her house always smelled like weed and apple cider vinegar (for the bugs,) but this time, however, I was greeted with a haze of smoke. I knew she smoked of course, but she never did around me because she knew I wasn’t very comfortable around drugs, and was apprehensive about even second hand smoking.

The moment I walked in the door she said “Reilly, sit down.”

“What’s up?” I said, worried something had happened sense she always smoked a lot when things were bad.

She handed me a colorful glass pipe “I want you to smoke with me.”
Both relieved, and shocked I said. “I’d really rather not, sorry.” And handed the pipe back to her.

second encounter with gf’s friend [MF][Cheating][Feet]

It had been a few months since first time Leah and I fooled around (Link at bottom) and we had not talked about what transpired, but I had been cumming quick and hard whenever I imaged Leah’s smooth soles awkwardly gripping my cock for the first time, how she had hovered above my throbbing dick just before I slowly thrusted my hips up, filling her.

One day when all of our friends were hanging out leah told us that she had gotten her nipples pierced. This caused me to start thinking about her more frequently.
These thoughts were becoming a constant distraction,the picture of her body flooding my mind.
I had to have more, the first time had not fulfilled my desires and had to see her new jewelry.

So I waited until I would once again have my place empty so that we could be alone.
The day finally came and we again got super high right away lol.
This time the sexual tension had already been broken and the conversation flowed freely.
Eventually I asked her about her new piercings and how they felt.

Leah:(With a small giggle she responds) It feels so fucking good when I pinch and rub them.

How I lost my virginity smoking pot for the first time.

I live in a small town, so to entertain ourselves we fish, drink, smoke pot and fuck. And I’m not sure which we do more.

I was raised in a very conservative family, no sex, no drugs, etc.

When I turned 21 my friend of four years, Septima (apparently she got her name because she was the seventh child,) invited me over to her house to play Skyrim and eat pizza like we always do.

This time however she was smoking. I knew she smoked, but she never did around me because she knew I wasn’t very comfortable around drugs, and was apprehensive about trying them.

The moment I walked in the door she said “Reilly, sit down.”

“What’s up?” I said, worried something had happened sense she always smoked a lot when things were bad.

She handed me a colorful glass pipe “I want you to smoke with me.”

“I’d really rather not, sorry.” I said, handing the pipe back to her.

“Dude, you know you can’t get addicted to this stuff right?” She replied, pushing it back.

The Shower Curtain (mF)

This story is an expansion of u/CastiNueva’s script, The JOI of the Shower Curtain. I wrote it as a Christmas present for my friend. For the purposes of this post, I have changed our names.

Find the original script [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildaudio/comments/339mqg/script_offerf4mjoiteasingfriends_the_joi_of_the/?st=jcqzqtf8&sh=a280ff94)

Find a script fill by u/wickedsub [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildaudio/comments/40h3ju/f4m_the_joi_of_the_shower_curtain_scriptfill/?st=jcqzq52x&sh=e3caf4c7)

Megan stirred from a deep sleep, awaking to the soft glow of sunlight illuminating the room. It took a few seconds for her mind to register that she was not in her own bed. She had spent the previous night at a dinner party with Dave, but she knew this was not Dave’s bed. It was a queen, and Dave had a twin. Also, the other side was warm. Someone else had been sleeping next to her. To top it all off, her panties were soaked. She was naturally wet, but this was definitely more than that could explain. Something, or possibly someone, had definitely turned her on.

In the bathroom at the bar [MF]

Thanks for positive feedback on my last/first post. Here’s another, quite different story. This happened two years back, and turned out shorter (it all happened in the space of a couple of hours).

I have an old friend that I studied with, who is pursuing a big-money career in London. Every time he visits back “home” inevitably means a night out with the old gang, those essentially being the only occasions I see anyone in that group. It’s nice to see them, but there’s a fine line between talking about what’s going on in your life and bragging, especially among guys In their 30s.

On this night, it was just the three closest of us meeting up at a kind of trendy bar, housed in a historic building, decorated in a vague old-timey, “Moulin Rouge” style. We got there quite early, but the place being tiny, we couldn’t find three seats together even though the place was only half full. On the corner of the low, angled bar, there were two girls seated, with two empty spots beside them, so we went there, me standing up and my friends sitting down. As my friend ordered the first round, I smilingly acknowledged the girls, one quite thin blonde, and the other a much cuter thick brunette. Meeting my glance, both their faces clearly spelled out that they were open for chatting up, but I was not there for partying.

The Heat Is On [MF]

Maybe the help with your heat was a guise. Maybe it wasn’t, it was just being helpful. Whatever it was I was hoping I could help you out in a tough time at the least, hoping for more at best…

The fix for your heat was an easy one, and I gladly accepted a beer. It went down rather quickly as we had cranked up the heat to test it. Maybe that was the cause for the tension, maybe it was our history; we were good with each other. Not necessarily good for each other, or good to each other, but together, we were good! The next beer went down as good as the first and when the discussion turned to weed and a small pipe I had given you, it wasn’t a huge step to partake in that as well. We both take small hits because I had to drive in a while and you, well let’s just say it can hit you harder than me. Properly buzzed, our conversation flowed. Our inhibitions were ebbing slightly, although the tension of “we need to stop seeing each other” was still in the air. Soon silly giggling is filling the room as it tends to do when one is high. Your eyes, which have always captivated me, started to look even more enticing as your eyelids drooped ever so slightly. I looked at the clock and knew I should go. I said I need to get going, and stood up and went to place my empties by the sink. Something flipped.

My [F] slutty adventures Part 3

A visit to a fetish club had got me intrigued about experiencing such things. I had a look on Fetlife, chatted to some interesting people including a guy, Joe, who lives in the same town as me. We agreed to meet at a local pub.

It was a nice day so when I got there Joe was sitting outside. He got up and kissed me hello ‘You look beautiful’ he said. He looked great too, his T shirt showing off his lean muscular body and arms full of tattoos. He got us some drinks and as he sat down he said ‘just so you know, if you see me look down I’m staring at your boobs’ I was wearing a low cut summer dress and I’m a 34E so I couldn’t blame him really. We chatted about travel and stuff, but after another drink he asked why I was on Fetlife and I explained that I’d been in a dead bedroom situation for a while and was making up for lost time and had a desire to be dominated. ‘I think I can help with that’ he said smiling, so we finished our drinks and headed back to my place.

[MFM] first threesome with two perfect strangers

I [M] drove past neat little rows of farm houses decorated with countless lights and inflatable Santas, snowmen, and penguins for Christmas.

With the radio on near mute, the steady, quiet hum of the engine, and the periodic splash of wet snow parted by my tires in the background, my mind raced with many new questions. How many people living in these houses were doing the same thing I was doing that night? How many were expecting someone like me for the same sort of thing? Was what I doing in any way normal and if not, how rare was it? My eyes were opening up to a whole new hidden world that seemed to exist just behind the picturesque, lit up streets of small towns. As a lifelong resident of big cities, this simply never occurred to me before.

Finally coming to a stop in front of a small, colonial style house, I turned off the car and took stock of the situation. Aside from the dim lights in “Matt” and “Lynda’s” house, it was dark and empty, almost eerily so. What the hell was I doing here? What would be waiting for me inside? My mind raced trying to recall the several MMA moves that were taught to me by a friend, though after taking real classes and managing to get enough practice, looking back at it, I would’ve been lucky to have landed a hit back in the day…

[M] The girl of a 1,000 orgasms

I had this girl who I was friends with first before anything sexual. She ran in the same circle of people. I didn’t think she ever wanted me until I asked her to come over and watch a horror movie. Back in my day there was no Netflix so “Hey, wanna come over and watch a movie?” Meant Netflix and chill.

Movie was on and she laid down in my bed so I laid down behind her almost big spoon but, still leaving space. She kept saying she was scared and backing into me and turning her head. I would cover her eyes during the scary parts. After the third or fourth time I covered her eyes and leaned in. She felt my body shift and knew what I was about to do.

My lips hovered over hers. Hand still covering her eyes. She could feel my breathe on her lips. I could feel her heart pounding as I slid my other hand down her chest to her stomach then over her pants to her thighs. I leaned in and kissed her. Her arms wrapped around me as we started kissing hard and passionately like it had been teased and talked about for weeks. Her nails dug into my back as I gripped her inner thigh and worked my hand slowly up. Her hips were bucking.. Her breathing got heavier and before I knew it she was letting out that stuttered “uhh… mm… ah….ahhhhhhh..”

[MF] Hate fucking my cheating ex.

This is my first time sharing a story in a totally public way like this, I’m honestly not even sure if it’s a good one, but when I left a shorter version as a comment I got messages from some interested people. I’m not the greatest writer, so sorry if not super descriptive, but if it’s well received I’ll try to step it up.

So as you already know, this woman had cheated on me. This came as a total shock to me. I knew she was a sex feind, but she wasn’t lacking for it. We fucked at least five days a week, and usually it was around 2-4 times a day. Short girl, slim body, tiny tits but a huge ass. Some colorful tattoos, a few piercings and purple hair. The guy she fucked in my bed was no random stranger, he knew us, and knew we had been together for over 3 years. It was New Years and she thought I would be working. Classic situation, I didn’t end up having to work, came home and caught them in the act. Literally broke my hand on his face. I left the house, and everything but the dog behind.