My Halloween Experience

Tonight is Halloween, a special night. Of course all of us have heard scary stories, things to frighten us for the thrill of it. Some scary stories shouldn’t be shared. There are things out there, you just don’t fuck with. This is one of those things.

Halloween of 2016 I was stuck at my grandmas, parents out of town and didn’t want me getting into trouble. So I decided to go to sleep, mostly in protest of my parents, instead of passing out candy. My uncle called the house and grandma came to tell me she was heading to his place, to help out my uncles mother in law. She put out a bucket of candy, with a sign of take one.

Of course I couldn’t sleep, it was only 7 pm. She had gone so I decided to just kinda hang out. My grandmas basement is set up as a mini gym (by that I mean a treadmill) and a storage room. So I decided to just work out (I played soccer in high school, it wasn’t unusual)

My first house party went a little wrong [Group]

About two weeks after Max first fucked me on the pool table he asked me to come with him to a party at one of his friend’s house. It wasn’t anybody I knew, and it was half an hours drive away, but he offered to drive, and I had a little crush on him anyway, so I agreed. He was the first guy I had a crush on who would pay attention to me. On top of that, he was tall and popular, so I was willing to do anything to keep his attention. I had dressed extra slutty as well. My short black skirt with white panties underneath and a tight white top left nothing to the imagination.

Beauty and the Cougar, pt. 1 [FF]

It’s a story as old as time, or at least as old as sex: powerful corporate executive uses status to have sex with impressionable young girls. Yup, I do that. I’ve done that too many times to count, in fact. Thankfully, however, there are a few things that set me apart from the Weinsteins, the Aileses and the Cosbys of this world.

First of all, I never use coercion to get those young, sweet, impressionable girls to sleep with me. When I seduce them, I make it clear that I am interested in fucking them, but I generally go to the point of killing the mood in asking for clear consent. This is partially to do with the horrible, perverse things I want to do to these girls, but I’ll get back to that later…

Second, if the girl is working at or for my company, I make it very clear that sleeping with me, or refusing to do so, will not affect their position in the company in any way. She gets no favours if she does it, and there are no hard feelings and no repercussions if she doesn’t.

And third, I am a woman.

[FM] Bent over the hotel balcony

So a few weeks ago, I got fucked by a stranger I met on the train. You can read about that [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/76mkzj/fm_fingered_by_a_stranger_in_the_train/). He was in town a few days ago for business and we decided to meet up at his hotel in the afternoon.

I get to his hotel and we immediately start making out in the elevator, the desperate sexual tension making my nipples harden and pussy ache. He pulls my hair hard, yanking my head back before kissing along my jaw and down my neck, his hot tongue just a taste of what is to come. I press against him, feeling his cock straining behind his pants. My hand works its way down to rub his bulge as his mouth becomes more and more aggressive.

I’m panting by the time we reach his floor. He unlocks his door, slams me against the wall, and resumes sucking and biting my neck as my hands grab his ass, pressing him closer to my pussy.

“Did you miss me” he growls in my ear, licking up and around my earlobe. A shiver runs through me and I swallow, my pulse beating wildly, too aroused to think straight.

[M]y work wi[F]e

A lot has happened in the past few months, and I need to tell this story. Am I trying to ease my conscious? Probably, but that doesn’t change the fact that having an affair with a married woman is wrong, and I am not denying that in the slightest.

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I lead a team of software engineers for a medium sized company. At 32, I’m one of the older people in a group full of mostly twenty-somethings. I’m Asyetian on my moms side, and spanish/european on my Dad’s side. I’m fairly average in the looks and physique department, but my mixed heritage probably knocks me up a point or two because it makes me “mysterious” (not my words). Just call me James.

Lauren is my project manager. She’s 41, married, shoulder length dirty blonde hair, and very petite at around 5 ft tall. We’d known each other informally in passing at the office, but it wasn’t until we got put on a fairly high profile project together that we really got to know each other. The project was estimated to take 9 months with about a 1 month window for us to deploy the finished software. If we missed the window, we’d have to wait another 4 months before we could try again, so we all expected the last few weeks to be full late nights at the office.

How everything started [FMMMM] [real]

Two weeks ago I had a conversation with my best friend that made me question why I had become the somewhat open and adventurous, well she would call it slutty, of the two of us. Thinking about it, it struck me that there was one key event which was the turning point for me. I have thought about that night again and again since then, and each time I was turned on like somebody had just flipped a switch. So I finally decided to write it all down.

I was 18 when my first serious relationship ended. It wasn’t a pleasant one. Just to give you an idea. He was the one to take my virginity, and we had sex on a regular basis, but until the end of our relationship not one of those times was consensual. Coming out of this relationship you can imagine I had huge self-esteem issues and no clue how a relationship should really work.

Amerie Part 2: her secret [MFF] [fdom] [fsub] [anal] [oral]

This is a continuation of my first story. Please Check it out for details about us, keep in mind that outside of names, the description of Amerie and I is completely true. For C.J I kind of picture someone looking like: face/hair of Michelle Kkaylee from IG, much darker skin and the body of Anlella Sagra but with fake Cs.

Weeks have gone by, and It was my turn to work Sunday. This building is pretty empty except for some customer service reps on Sundays for emergency help. Amerie and I were seemingly back to our pre-sorta stalk incident acquaintance, where we shared polite and flirty niceties as she came in the building and exited the building. That is of course outside a couple NSFW pics she sent me when she was drunk one night. The one that stuck out the most was her on all fours, with a plug in her ass as she used a dildo on herself, followed by a text saying that it was nothing compared to what I did to her. This girl still wanted me, she just wasn’t willing to tell me unless she was drunk. Of course, she acted like it never happened every time I saw her. I wasn’t going to push and make it awkward.

My Boyfriend and his Bud Vegas Finale [MFM]

I woke up to the exquisite feeling of my pussy being filled with a thick cock. My boyfriend was in bed behind me slowly sliding his rock hard cock into me again. I opened my eyes to see it was still dark, it couldn’t be later than 5am. Pete was still asleep in his bed, naked and only covered by a sheet, but I could clearly see the outline of his big cock.

My boyfriend placed his hand gently on my hip as he finally slid his cock fully into me. I feigned sleep as he slowly pulled out of me an inch before sliding back into me. He repeated this a few times before a moan escaped my lips. My boyfriend froze behind me holding his cock inside me. With him not moving I could feel his cock throbbing and twitching inside me. My pussy clenched and pulsed back in response. After a few minutes my boyfriend started sliding in and out of me. He moved slow with long deliberate thrusts. It was the sweetest torture I’d ever felt, this went on for a while my boyfriend sliding his cock in and out of me slow enough that I could feel every inch of his cock. I couldn’t take it anymore and needed him to give me more so I gently turned my head and moaned as he pushed his cock deep into me.

[MF] First Time Poster, Unexpected New Partner, Probably The Best Sex Ever!?

I’ve been a reader for quite a while, as well as a member of regular GW, and for a while have contemplated telling some of my past exploits but not sure quite which ones to share.
However, about a couple weeks ago I ended up starting something that resulted in some of the best sex ever and I felt it was good to share. (A bit long though, those only in for the sex may want to skip a bit, I’ve even headed it for you: ***This is where the sex begins***)

Bit of background… Last 7 years I’ve been living from an RV/Campervan after a failed Long Term relationship. Since then I’ve thrown myself into my training and between that and work, don’t get a lot of time to seek a meaningful relationship. Therefore, one night stands and a couple of regular FWB have been it really for that time.
Last few months have been tough as one of my FWB moved away for work 6 months ago, and the other went and got herself a BF who a couple of months ago decided she wanted to get serious with… Leaving me FWB-less.

A night of [F]irsts for [M]e… [Public] [Interracial]

As I drove home that night, I don’t think I was really aware of how many different little kinks and fetishes I’d just fulfilled. But in fairness to myself, I’d just had what was, at the time, the most passionate sex of my life.

To start from the beginning, though… Summertime in Phoenix can be stifling. After a long day of over 100 degree heat, I was tired, but still looking for some way to blow off steam. I got on my phone and started browsing omegle (I know… not the most consistent way to find a hookup, but when I’ve been successful there, it’s been amazing) and was about to give up when I met J. J was 19, and from the other side of the city. She, like me, was tired of the summer tedium already, and looking for someone to talk to. We quickly hit it off and, after a few days of talking over Kik, I finally asked if she wanted to meet up.

J was understandably hesitant at first. After all, I was just a random 26 year old guy from across town. We’d only exchanged face pics at that point, but after we had reassured each other that there would be no expectation of anything beyond conversation, she eventually agreed.