Tag: Straight

[MF] Unplanned [cheating] with a stripper in Vegas

Long-time lurker and this is my first story. Honestly, I don’t even know why I’m writing this all down. Maybe it’s so I’ll always remember what happened. Maybe it’s a way for me to tell someone something that nobody knows about me.

I’m a middle-aged man who’s been married for a number of years. Sex with my wife used to be good; it hasn’t been for many years now for reasons I won’t get into. When we do have sex (infrequently), it’s out of some sense of “duty” on her part. I honestly don’t remember the last time she tried to get an orgasm; she doesn’t want any foreplay and after a few minutes, she just wants to go to sleep. Not saying it is her fault, just that it is what it is, and I’m just hoping that this season of our life will pass.

Anyway, I sometimes go to strip clubs when I’m out of town. My wife knows about it, she knows that some very naked girls get very close to me, and she knows that I like to get handsy. I wouldn’t say she’s exactly encouraging about it, but she figures guys will be guys and as long as I’m not getting naked, and there aren’t any bodily fluids exchanged, she’s not going to complain. Basically, she is just fine not knowing any details of what goes on, so long as I keep things from going too far. Read more »

Falling for each other (mf)

She appeared to be in her mid-twenties, dark haired, and athletic. She had a line of small tattoos coming from just behind her ear that ran down her neck, ending somewhere beyond her cleavage. A scar ran along the underside of her left jawline. I didn’t see it in the interview, but noticing it now gave her more experience than I had figured on.

She usually wore form fitting clothes. Her shirts were usually unbuttoned, a tank top or plain T-shirt hugging her chest, her breasts just large enough to stare at while she moved boxes. Capris were her favorite pants, yet when she wore leggings, I fought to keep from staring at her ass.

Our work frequently left us alone and away from others. Inventorying the warehouse was a year long task that we took in daily cycle counting bites. As we wound our way around the building, we’d sometimes go a day or so without seeing another person, so we became well acquainted with one another’s lives. Read more »

[M]y first experiences in public places

So Ive always has a thing for public exposure, whether it be sex, masterbation or even nudity. When I was younger, I used to go over to my friends house and spend the night. We used to watch a lot of the old shows on MTV in the middle of the night and back then they used to show a lot more on tv. Some times we’d manage to find porn on tv, or just really hot skimpy girls in next to nothing.

One time I remember we saw some sex scene or some one naked and he asked me if I’d ever been naked in front of others. I said “No..not yet, but it has always interested me.”

He asked if I wanted to get naked, and we both agreed to show each other ourselves. So we stripped down and let each other see our naked bodies. So when this happened we both just kind of laid in his bed naked together and looked over each other, and watched tv with out doing or saying anything. We ended up falling asleep both naked that night. Read more »

[MMF] me and my Rugby mate having a casual blowjob

Hi folks

After being a long time reader of this subreddit, I finally decided to share a story with you.
A bit nervous about what you guys thing, but it’s more a funny men story, I would say.

In advance, sorry for my typos. I’m not a native English speaker, neither am I a good writter.

I was a 25 year old Rugby player in Europe, back then and I love everything about Rugby. Those of you who get that, it is a lifestyle and philosophy of disciplin and fun in your life.
I’m not particularly considered a handsome guy, I’m a natural prop (if you know Rugby positions you’ll have a pretty good idea how those guys look like). That means, a bit chubby, but muscular, 184cm tall with beard. So not really athletic. But the girls never complained, because I think I attract a very specific kind of girl who likes my style. I’m also have a very straight forward character, but I’ve always been a gentleman. Read more »

[F] Maybe [MF] My journey to become my Masters perfect public slut. [exhibition] [public]

So I was Ordered by my Master P_rabbitty to tell everyone how I became his little slave. It all started just after new years and I decided I wanted to experiment with being humiliated. I made this account and went to fapdeciders so I could be dominated be complete strangers.

I didn’t know about it at the time but very soon my new Master was about to enter my life. I was surprised by his task the task he gave to me is and ill quote his exact post.

These instructions are more about exploring your low risk public kink than pain or humiliation.

Well for starters, the standard no panties at home, or while completing tasks. I think at this point that one almost goes without saying.

Assuming you have rope, tie your tits in a rope bra. Next, go to a mall food court with a pen and paper. Write out how much of a slut you are/5 slutty things you’ve done/your biggest fantasy. Your choice.

Fold the paper in half and leave it on the table with the words “open” on the top. Read more »

An inappropriate relationship with my step-dad…pt 5 (Final Installment) [FM]

*This is part of a series of stories that have to do with a very inappropriate relationship I had with my step-dad during the summer between my Sophomore and Junior year in college. You can read part one [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7hvg2c/an_inappropriate_relationship_with_my_stepdadpt_1/), part two [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7i8ran/an_inappropriate_relationship_with_my_stepdadpt_2/), part three [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7k3bub/an_inappropriate_relationship_with_my_stepdadpt_3/), and part four [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7nwvs6/an_inappropriate_relationship_with_my_stepdadpt_4/). To be clear, I’m not into incest, I don’t have daddy issues, and I don’t call anyone daddy (not even my dad!). It’s something I hadn’t thought about in a long time but a recent conversation brought it back to light and just seemed like it was interesting enough to share here.*

**Note: this is the final story in the series. There were a lot more encounters than the ones in the stories but it would have taken forever to write about every single thing. So, I shared the major highlights. If you want to know anything else, feel free to PM me :-)**

The weeks following that late-night encounter in his office were a lot of fun. We had gone from totally hands off to him always at a minimum groping my chest. More often than not he would let me touch him and there were a few occasions when he even fingered me. However, he still refused to allow any sort of penetration. Read more »

A long night…[Str8][mf][Group][Fiction]

It was my friend Heather’s party, we were what…six of us in total? She’d invited the whole gang round her house to celebrate her nineteenth birthday…all very normal, admittedly she was the only girl but really, we just sort of thought of her as “one of the guys”; we were a tight knit group at school, usually a bit more secluded from the rest of the year but fast friends. That’s not to mean we were completely unaware of Heather’s charms…she’d worn a top that day to make you sweat…low cut and flowing, I think now how she must have enjoyed making us squirm with that glint in her eye and the ghost of a wicked smile on her lips. We spent hours goofing around together, watching action flicks, endless videos that we’d each dredged up from youtube that we wanted to show the others and playing board games overly competitively…Heather had the advantage though, I’m not sure any of us could think straight with the rising warmth in the room and her “totally innocent” teasing. We decided it should be time to cosy up the living room with mattresses, sleeping bags and pillows, settling down for what would be one of the longest nights of my life…I’d bagsied a sofa and we fairly unanimously decided to watch some animei together.
As the night went on talk became more…private, as they do in a room full of guys and a girl. It was Heather who directed the conversation though, subtly asking about our preferences, what we liked and disliked, which parts exactly…We were getting warm within the confines of our sleeping bags…It wasn’t long before they were discreetly zipped open to let us cool down a little. Heather, did you really need to wear the short, short, pyjama bottoms…Oh we’ve lost the remote? “I think it might over ther-…” As she crawls forward on all fours fabric riding up the back of her smooth thighs, “Found it!”. With a flourish she twirls back under the loose covers and flashes me with a devilish grin. It must have been well past midnight and the shows put on the telly got slowly trashier. It got to the point of no return when a pixelated cock was ejaculating on screen and we all watched, flushing with embarrassment but hearts beating fast. I was no longer so keen to be on the sofa by myself, so I edged off of it to join the others on the ground and sidle up in the free space next to Heather. At this point my skin was burning and my cheeks were red but so was everyone else, though I only really had eyes for Heather. Glancing to my left at her and noticing the slight parting of her soft lips, her quickened breathing and the delicate sheen on her skin. My eyes would look to the screen and see animated fingers pushing into the soft flesh of a woman’s large breast and then glance back over to Heather where her chest rose and fell, ample and unrestrained within her pyjama top. It was at this point that I decided I would try to sleep, try to tear my eyes away from this madness. It didn’t work. I’d close my eyes and turn over, but the sound of heavy breathing and moans would fill my head instead. My hand itched to touch her, ached to slide under her shirt to cup her breast and yearned to untie her shorts…
I turned to face her, and the movement caused her to look my way. The eye contact was electric, goose bumps immediately spread over all my skin. I could plainly see the lust in her eyes, the hunger. Gently I moved my hand. Felt the mattress with my fingers as they inched forwards until I came upon the fabric of her shorts. I touched her thigh. She caught her breath and looked over at me furtively but made no motion for me to withdraw. I slid my finger over the top of her leg, feeling her silky-smooth skin. Only then did I add the rest of my fingers to gently hold her thigh. Trying not to alert the others she turns her head away from me and watches the screen, but her breathing quickens as my hand moves under her shorts. Biting her lip, she moves her legs a little, an invitation. My inhibitions gone and my confidence growing fast I grab hold of her inner thigh and massage, feeling her exquisite supple skin and flesh. I remove my hand to a look of mild disappointment before I tug on the string of her shorts. Again, lust fills her eyes and she ever so slightly lifts her hips in reaction to my fingers touching her stomach and lifting the now loose material so that my hand can reach down. At this point my mind is numb from the excitement, my heart is beating so fast as leap out of my chest and adrenaline is coursing through my blood stream like a torrent. My middle finger makes contact. She shudders under the covers, struggling in the burning heat to contain herself. Sliding down, I am in shock. Firstly, my sweet and innocent friend Heather, is absolutely soaking wet, dripping almost, secondly, holy shit, am I doing this to my sweet and innocent friend Heather? She looks my way, feels my rock-hard erection through the fabric of my pants with her hand and mouths the word “Please”…Yes, yes I am. And sink my finger gently inside of her.

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

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.”

Dr. Carson, submitting to the students restlessly beginning to pack up their things as they watched the clock approach 4:30, then shut off the powerpoint presentation above. “I’ll see you all on Wednesday. Please remember there *will* be a quiz.”

Corrine’s phone vibrated in her pocket as she began to pack away her own notebook. Read more »

[FF] Wedding Hookup! Hoping to see her again! =/

This happened at a wedding last weekend. So here is the story:  

I arrived at the hotel late the night before the wedding, checked in, threw my duffle in my room, and went to get a drink with a few friends at the hotel bar. That’s the first time I saw her, across the bar. A white Hispanic, hazel eyes, “dirty blonde” hair kissing her shoulders, a tight blue dress. I couldn’t tell much else at the time.  

But the night took us apart.  

The next day after the ceremony I got my chance, next to her in line for drinks during cocktail hour.  

“Hi, I’m Ashley.” I offered my hand. “How do you know Karen?”  

“Sara. Karen’s my cousin. You?” Oh my god. That kiss of a Spanish accent. I tried not to shiver.  

“I used to work with her, we kept in touch. What are you drinking?” I asked, not entirely sure she was of age. I finally truly studied her face as she answered. Her light brown eyebrows were slightly angled, with almond shape eyes, the smoothest lightly tan skin. I was a few inches taller at 5’9” Read more »

[MFF] Adventures in Threesomes: Part 1

This is my first time posting after months of reading and enjoying. I thought it was time to share some of my own experiences. This is the story of the build up to and night of the first threesome with my wife (Jane) and her best friend (Stacy). This started a 2-year relationship with many, many story-worthy nights to share if there’s interest.

I know that I write too long so feel free to skip straight to the NIGHT IN QUESTION: THE MOST INCREDIBLE NIGHT OF OUR LIVES for the good stuff

PREAMBLE: This all started about 5 years ago. My wife was pretty open about her friends’ kinky sides, and at some point after a night out they had been drinking, she told me that Stacy told her that she wanted to make out. Jane and I had been to the occasional strip club that she seemed to enjoy but never thought she would want to take it further than that. Both Jane and Stacy are on the short side, around 5’1, and both with large, 38-40 DDs at least. Jane has longer red hair and Stacy had short black hair that is exactly what I like. Read more »