Revenge fuck with my former friend’s ex girlfriend. [MF]

***Like I’ve said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. I’m generally considered a good-looking guy (6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give.***

I met Jay through a mutual friend when I was in undergrad. To be honest, I hated him at first. It always felt like he was trying a little too hard. Trying too hard to be funny. Trying too hard to be the center of attention. Trying too hard to impress women. Once I was around him more I thought he was cool, just a little insecure. We bonded over our love for punk music, which was unexpected because at first glance he seemed like a total bro.

The Pharaoh’s Touch [MF, Supernatural]

Dr. Sara Von Vandal is an archaeologist specializing in ancient history: primarily Egypt. She had already been on 3 different digs, and published more papers than she could remember. One of her primary papers was the ability to compare the face of the Hor-Em-Akht, or “the sphynx,” to the faces of the people in Eritrea and Somalia. The matches were identical, as well as the pictures on the hieroglyphs, but the tidal wave of popular ignorance due to video games and movies was too much for even the most stalwart scientist to hold back.

Her fiance, Dr. Jamar Bin Ibrahim, a theologist and scripture scholar, still refused to give up in the face of the tidal wave of fanatic ignorance and racism facing his studies in ancient Bible history. But even though he is a year younger than her, his hair and beard have turned white from the stress. Sara has long given up trying to sway the public to leave behind popular false ideas, or movie imagery. She knows some do know better, obviously, but they WANT what they know isn’t true, and will scream it anyway. Sara complains using one of her favorite analogies: if they found a ancient city of animals, and the pictures the animals made of themselves show ducks, and the statues are of ducks, and the mummies show mummified ducks, and the caskets look like ducks, then there’s no rational sane way that all this imagery of a duck = horse. It’s either insanity, blatant and shameless denialism, or trolling. And it’s not trolling. So, it’s the equivalent of a child screaming that the house they are looking at and know is a house, must MUST be a rocket ship.

[MF] nurse gives a helping hand part 5

I needed to set this one up so It’d make sense so if you just want the nasty scroll down a bit
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So the day after that amazing blow job I was busting at the seems to tell Rachel cause I just had to tell someone and she was my best friend. 

So as I often did we studied together at the laundry mat while she did her laundry. 

Rachel: she did what? How was it? Did she swallow? How did she do it? 

So I retold the events of the night in extreme detail. And she soaked it all up, hanging on my every word. 

Rachel: wow you are one lucky man. Speaking of Sarah Can I confess something to you? 

Josh: Rach you can tell me anything you know that, I would never judge you. You’re my best friend. 

Rachel: you know the other day while I was in your room and Sarah “changed” you?

Josh: ya what about it? 

Rachel: while I watched as she jerked you and I kinda got off too…

Josh: ya I know I saw you do it but didn’t say anything cause I didn’t know if you wanted me to know

Toying Around [MF] (Long)

My jaw went slack and I shook my head for a moment. I was starting to wonder if maybe I had a stroke because Megan’s request was just not processing. I was a few years out of high school, but still ruled mostly by the misinformation and stereotypes we’re fed then that women are innocent, pure and chaste and only like to do things in bed because it makes boys happy, not because they are people too with their own agency just like me and some people like sex while others don’t.

“Dude… seriously don’t make me ask again it’s embarrassing. If you don’t want to do it just say you don’t want to do it. Don’t be a wuss and try to protect my feelings or something.” Megan grumbled, starting to walk away.

I grabbed her hand quickly and shook off the confusion as quickly as I could, seriously not wanting to let the chance get away. “Wait no no no!” I said quickly, trying not to be too loud or sound too desperate… and failing horribly at the second part. “I mean yes. I really do want to do that but are you sure it’s okay? I don’t want to get you into trouble or cause you guys to get into a fight or get angry or something.”

Palace Athena [lesbian, gangbang, sex club, piss, scat, choking, extreme]

I am just finishing the last bit of my make up when my car arrives outside my door. It is here to take me to Palace Athena, a secret club for lesbians who are into the rougher parts of bdsm and anonymous sex. My mandatory mask hugs my face though it doesn’t conceal my identity. It is just a decorative mask made of black lace with golden details and it barely covers my eyes. Though it covers more than my dress covers my breasts. It’s a fancy, red, gala dress as per club dress code for submissives. I enter the car and the chaufeur drives off without saying anything. During the ride I can feel her gaze on my body. The car travels out of town and into a wooded area. It takes three hours to get to my destination and by the time we arrive it’s pitch black outside. I exit the car and it swiftly drives away. I am standin in the middle of nowhere in front of a small cottage and the only light that is visible comes from the light hanging above the red front door. Has anyone arrived yet? It’s impossible to know. There are no cars pr anything that would indicate anyone else being here. I reach for the handle on the door but stop myself. What if this wasn’t a good idea? I don’t know the people inside. No one knows I am here. If there ever was a perfect moment for a kidnapper or serial killer to strike this was it. I enter the building trembling with anxiety. Inside is nothing but a counter and a woman in what looks like a waiters uniform and a black, cloth mask that tightly embraces the features of her face.

[MF] nurse gives a helping hand part 3

A few of you asked for pictures of Sarah and while that won’t happen, I will tell you I call her Sarah because she a lot looks like Sarah Lance from Arrow but with a bob hair cut that frames her face perfectly

So after the shower incident, we went back to normal hand jobs, when she got there and in the shower but not nothing more unique till this one time with my best friend

So I’m sure you all remember how sarah told me this was our little secret well since this is on Reddit you clearly know I’m bad at keeping secrets which leads me to my next story. 

So in college I had a girl best friend let’s call her Rachel. Rachel and me were thick as thieves we had the same major and worked at the same place, it didn’t hurt she looked like Brooklyn chase in her earlier days. So Rachel loved to tell me about her sexploits and she was kind of a slut. So I told her about me and Sarah. 

Rachel: that’s so cool of her I’m really happy for you and don’t worry  I won’t say a word. But tell me like what does she do and stuff

Wedding One Night Stand With Girl of my Dreams [MF]

My first post to this fantastic sub! Hope you enjoy, and I’d love any feedback.

This is a genuine true story and it happened to me about a month ago. A work colleague and friend invited me and a select few others from the office to his wedding just outside London. So we headed up, enjoyed a beautiful ceremony complete with some great hymns. I mean, I’m not religious but it takes a man with a heart of stone not to find some intense joy in ‘Lord of All Hopefulness’. Anyway, after the ceremony all the guests hopped on a coach to the reception venue.

As I was walking down the coach aisle to grab a seat next to my other work friends, I passed a stunning girl. She was about 5’4, pretty as anything, long auburn hair and a killer pale blue dress that was modest and classy. I couldn’t help but give her a cheeky grin as I passed. And I got a beautiful smile back. You know when sometimes someone smiles at you and you just feel an incredible radiance you didn’t before? Like everything else in the world disappears for a moment.

A Continuation of the Virgin Story, Part 1 [MF]

If you haven’t read my first story, which ties into this one, you can play catch up here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6utau4/the_virgin_mfpublicexhibition/

My name is AJ. 9 years ago, I lost my virginity. It was, for me, one of the best moments I had experienced. Allison enjoyed it as well, as she was the one who took it. Right now, 5 years later, she is no longer a part of my life. We haven’t seen each other in 4 years, and I never thought I would see her again, at least, until I traveled back to West Branch.

I had been living in a city called Davenport. It was an hour away from West Branch, and it was still in Iowa, but I had been living there since I cut it off with Allison. I had gotten a message from one of my friends, John, one day. He said it was last minute, but he had a wedding in 2 days, and he was asking me to come to their wedding. I told him that I would be glad to attend. He told me the time, and the place to be at, so I put it in my date book that way I didn’t forget.

Me [25M] and my wife [26F] hired an escort [25?F] for our first threesome [MFF]

Sooo…yeah. I know people will probably have things to say about this, but I just have to get this off my chest. Me and my wife, Katie, have been talking about having a threesome for a while but it’s never gotten past the “that’d be hot”-stage. Recently we were on vacation in Barcelona, where prostitution apparently is legal. We had decided before the trip to visit a strip club, which we’ve done a couple of times before. Katie defines herself as straight but she likes looking at women more than looking at men, an interest we share, and she has said multiple times that she’d like to have sex with a girl.

So she had scouted out a strip club for us to visit, and we go to a regular bar first to get some drinks. While we’re sitting there drinking, she tells me the strip club is also a brothel. I’m a little taken aback but she tells me that it’s not like she wants anything to happen, it just happens to be a brothel too. So we get there at around midnight and we go inside, and there’s just naked women everywhere. There were maybe five other guests and, no exaggeration, 20-25 girls sitting around in the sofas, dancing on stages, talking to guests and just talking to each other. We order drinks at the bar and sit down at a table.