Individual Studies [mf] [mast] [voy]

Cory had signed up for an individualized study course at the local junior college. Supervised by admissions counselors, participants completed studies at their leisure, and reported on their progress periodically. This week was check-in & he’d have to wait in a conference room until he could be visited by Ms. Logan to discuss his progress.

He remembered the way she walked into the conference room the day he selected his topic. The skirt she wore bounced just slightly as she walked through the door, showing where her thigh-high hose ended and her tan skin began. He was all but certain that she hadn’t worn a thong that day. At least that’s how he thought of it. Often.

The conference rooms were one floor above the offices, around a large atrium in the services building. He chose the corner room, from which he could see her office. He turned the blinds to angle down, and sat down at a table near the window over-looking the administrative offices. He was early enough. And he couldn’t get those long legs out of his mind.

Individual Studies [mf] [masturbation] [voyeurism]

Cory had signed up for an individualized study course at the local junior college. Supervised by admissions counselors, participants completed studies at their leisure, and reported on their progress periodically. This week was check-in & he’d have to wait in a conference room until he could be visited by Ms. Logan to discuss his progress.

He remembered the way she walked into the conference room the day he selected his topic. The skirt she wore bounced just slightly as she walked through the door, showing where her thigh-high hose ended and her tan skin began. He was all but certain that she hadn’t worn a thong that day. At least that’s how he thought of it. Often.

The conference rooms were one floor above the offices, around a large atrium in the services building. He chose the corner room, from which he could see her office. He turned the blinds to angle down, and sat down at a table near the window over-looking the administrative offices. He was early enough. And he couldn’t get those long legs out of his mind.

First time skinny dipping with two guys – 2/2 [FM]

— Click [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7n15il/first_time_skinny_dipping_with_two_guys_12_fm/) for Part 1.

After a few minutes, Chris brought everyone a beer and asked us to take a walk down to the river to see whether we want to go there next. Once I turned around, he was standing naked beside me. His cock now at my eyesight and I couldn’t help but to take a look.

His was completely different than Matt’s. He was flaccid but even so, he was bigger than Matt was semi hard. He had a really, really long cock. He was completely unshaven though so it looked a bit messy.

I took the beer and agreed to go to the river. Once I stood up, I wrapped myself in a towel and grabbed the beer. Chris decided to go completely nude.

When Matt stood up, Chris told him to stay there and stand guard. In case the owners came back, we had to knew to quickly get out, atleast that’s what he told Matt so that he’d stay. I knew Matt didn’t want me naked around another guy but still he stayed there.

[F]irst timer: Some of the best sex we’ve ever had {MF}

A bit of background for more atmospheric readers: my boyfriend and I have been happily together for almost a decade now. We began dating as teens, but through the years have changed and grown together. I’d argue that we love and trust each other more than ever before. He’s the man of my dreams. While we are both very monogamous, the idea of sharing our passionate sex life with others is definitely a turn on to our exhibitionist sides. Hence, the best sex we’ve had to date.

For my birthday, my folks offered to send Gabe and I on a wonderful and romantic trip to a Caribbean island, all expenses paid. We were both absolutely thrilled. We are both in school, and have been so stressed with our upcoming graduations/the jobhunt that we had not done a great job of prioritizing our needs for intimacy and sex. Simply put: we were both instantly riled up at the idea of a week in paradise, in very little clothing, with rum at every conceivable opportunity. While we have so many stories I could share (and maybe will, if you all like this one), my favorite came near the end of the trip.

How I lost my virginity to a college threesome. [MFM]

I lost my virginity my freshman year of college. It happened in the spring semester, like early February, 2011. To this day, it was probably one of the best college experiences I had. Not only did I lose my virginity, I lost in in a threesome with multiple rounds of raw sex. It was a Friday night and I was out looking for a house-party with my roommate Jay. We found one that was pretty legitimate, but nothing too crazy. After a few beers each we started chatting with these two girls our age that were from a dorm building across campus. We hit it off immediately, and I was surprised at myself for carrying on a carefree conversation with this cute girl Kylie. The other girl’s name was Taylor. After a while of talking, the four of us, Taylor saw some other friends and went over to them. It was just me, Jay and Kylie hitting it off, and she was getting kind of playful and flirty. Just as we were finishing off our second beers and feeling good but not drunk, cops showed up because of noise complaints.

last dance for mary jane [mf]

“I’ve never seen myself cum before.”

She was laying on her stomach, watching the laptop screen intently. Her moans sounded tinny and high-pitched over the speakers.

On the bed, she was still wearing her shirt, but nothing else. Her tousled blonde hair fell on either side of her face. He stood behind and slightly to her right. He glanced at the screen for a moment and watched as his cock slid in and out of her. Her disembodied fingers glided over her clit in fast, counter-clockwise circles. Her other hand reached down and pulled his hips in closer.

He looked down at the real her, at the soft clean curve of her hips.

“Fuck.”

She slid her right hand under herself and lifted her hips. Her fingertips peeked out a second later between her legs, probing and sliding.

He looked at the screen. He had pulled out and the screen was filled with confusing flashes of flesh and darkness as they repositioned. Her face came in to frame, flushed and excited. She pulled the camera closer. As soon as his cock sprang into the bottom of the frame, she grasped it and took it deep into her mouth. He heard himself over the speakers, making a dumb half-grunt, half-moan. She opened her eyes, his cock still in her mouth. She looked straight into the camera as she worked up and down his shaft. Her eyes grew smoky and the edge of her mouth tightened around his cock.

[MMF] Me and Married Couple. ANAL Wife turns out to be very naughty and sneaky.

I had probably the hottest sex of my life last night with a married couple. Met on CRaigslist and hit it off through emails and was lucky enough to be chosen to meet them. Well actually they asked me to host but wanted to meet at a bar first to make sure I was the same guy, not crazy, etc. They were in town for the holidays and leaving today I think.

He was straight, as am I, he just wanted to watch his wife with another man and join in. We exchanged pictures and she had a pretty smoking body. I’m not usually into plain looking soccer moms, but when it’s something dirty like a craigslist threesome hook up, it kind of seemed hot to me for her to be an undercover slut. She had an amazing ass, b or c cup tits, but from the neck up looked like the kind of woman that would volunteer for the PTA and drive a minivan. She wasn’t ugly, just looked way too wholesome to be doing this lol. That turned me on but scared me a little that she might be really shy or nervous. He also sent his pics (for some weird reason). I don’t have a huge cock but I was substantially thicker than him and in better shape. Not like it’s a competition but it helps with the confidence lol.

Playing with a box of toys [FM]

As I mentioned in my last post, Christmas was proving to be a frustrating time for me, with no time to myself compounded with looking in on my sister having a great time which only left me more irritable and horny and looking for a release. No surprise then that I found myself spending a bunch of time browsing Craigslist in the hope that something interesting might emerge to pique my interest… and eventually found something local that very much did that.

So, the following afternoon I headed out to the house “to see a friend” (telling said friend that she was a cover story, and where I was really going), borrowed one of the family cars and headed off onto the motorway. Not too much further down the road, I pulled off – not at a junction, but into a service area with a hotel attached to it. The car park was a nightmare – packed to the rafters – but I managed to find a space after a stressful few minutes and parked up. Pulling out my phone, I sent a text message, and after a brief wait got a room number in response. Sending a message to my friend to let her know I’d arrived, I hopped out of the car, headed into the hotel and into the lift to the second floor. After nearly heading the wrong way down the corridor I got my bearings, arrived at the door and knocked hesitantly on it. Initially there was no response, but as I was about to knock louder the door swung open and a face I recognised met my gaze. He was in his early-40s, balding and tall, with a somewhat stern gaze which cracked with a smile as he saw me.

Welcome to college: Freshman initiation with the senior sorority president [MF]

The freshmen on the team all stood in a circle outside on the basketball court, laughing nervously at what we’d just seen. The seniors had called us to the baseball house for what we thought was a team meeting to settle some differences in the squad, but it turned out to be an initiation ritual. They’d set it up for days, and we thought we were all fucked, in trouble, until they revealed that it wasn’t real and it was just a ritual sort of bonding exercise they did every year.

The seniors explained that we’d been doing this since the 70’s but that we were an especially scared bunch. I stood there and thought to myself that this was as good of a way as any to welcome freshmen to the program. I was happy to be there, I’d been an excellent player in high school, but didn’t exactly have college offers rolling in. But once I got into the school, the coaches agreed that I was worth taking a flyer on, since I was already going to be there anyway.

A Tinder Tale pt4 [MFM]

I felt cum drying on my back as I sucked and licked Evan’s hanging meat.  The tension in the room was palpable and I loved it.

After a moment, I sat back on my knees, looked up, and waited for instructions.  Evan ran a slow, petting hand over my head and looked down at me.

“How much can I punish your slutty little body?” He asked rhetorically.

I smiled obediently and whispered, “not enough.”

Slap!

My head wipped to the side as the sting of his palm spread across my cheek.

“I’ll break that attitude.” I heard Evan growl with amusement.  “Look at your husband.”

I looked over my shoulder to my husband.  He was still seated with his pants open.  I wondered how I looked: naked, a red palm print on my face and streams of seeman decorating my back.

“Tell him want you want to do know.”

I opened my mouth slightly.  I wasn’t sure what to say.  In the moment, I decided to say the dirtiest thought that came into my head.

“I want to you film Evan fucking me on our bed.  Then I want you to text the video to two buddies and see if they can do better.”