Don’t Flash Your Tits At Strangers, Part 5 [MMMf] [blkmail] [huml] [reluc]

Aly had never been happier to be stressed out about exams. It meant she was finally getting back into the groove of being at school, and that her Spring Break drama was so far behind her that she actually had room in her thoughts to stress about things besides showing her tits to strangers and letting them cum all over her naked body.

“Aly, please. Let’s not pretend you didn’t ace that final,” teased Lena, Aly’s new friend from study group. To replace the sorority sisters who’d spurned her after her Spring Break sexcapade, Aly had returned to the type of people she was friends with in middle and high school – the smart kids who wore buttons downs, ballet flats and tight ponytails.

Even she had adopted the style this morning, donning a cute shift dress, cardigan and ballerina bun. Aly giggled.

“I mean, I think I did okay, but that doesn’t mean I’m not nervous still,” she said, sipping her iced latte. They were sitting at her favorite coffee shop just outside campus. They roasted the best espresso beans and, well, the barista/owner of the shop was absolutely gorgeous. His name was Ryan, and if Aly wasn’t mistaken, he gave her the eye every time she came in, but unfortunately, never spoke to her. *Just come and say hi already,* Aly groaned inwardly.

In The Laundry Room [mF][inc][monster cock][voy][mast]

It was a quiet Sunday morning when my horny landlady, Mrs. Sinclair left for her weekly trip to Thunder Bird casino fifty miles away. If she stays true to her schedule, she won’t be home until dinner time. With her gone, I feel free to use the house, hang out by the pool and do some laundry in peace. Shasta, her twenty one year old daughter was in her room as usual. Connor, her nineteen year old son was gaming in the family room. They stuck to themselves while I hung out by the pool drinking a beer and doing laundry.

The Convention (STR, MF, IR)

Part 1

“I’ve caught one-hundred and twenty-six so far, how about you?” Naomi said to Becky as they approached the gates.

Beyond them, you could see hundreds of people gathering, anxiously waiting outside the convention doors to be let in for the festivities.

“One-hundred and twenty-eight,” Becky said with a shit eating grin, “I caught Charizard this morning.”

Naomi rolled her eyes and closed the Pokémon Go app as the attendant scanned their tickets to be let in.

Naomi had been obsessed with Pokémon since she was a little girl, so it was no surprise as the approached the gates of the convention she was dressed up as her favorite Pokémon character. Her red wig was fixed closely to cover her normal blonde hair. She wore a yellow tank top that barely reached past the bottoms of her breast, exposing all of her smooth, pale stomach. Red straps from her overall suspenders lined either side of her belly button from their attached point on her jean short shorts. She had long, smooth legs that touched down on the asphalt of the parking lot covered by her red trainers.

The Convention (M/F, interracial)

Part 1

“I’ve caught one-hundred and twenty-six so far, how about you?” Naomi said to Becky as they approached the gates.

Beyond them, you could see hundreds of people gathering, anxiously waiting outside the convention doors to be let in for the festivities.

“One-hundred and twenty-eight,” Becky said with a shit eating grin, “I caught Charizard this morning.”

Naomi rolled her eyes and closed the Pokémon Go app as the attendant scanned their tickets to be let in.

Naomi had been obsessed with Pokémon since she was a little girl, so it was no surprise as the approached the gates of the convention she was dressed up as her favorite Pokémon character. Her red wig was fixed closely to cover her normal blonde hair. She wore a yellow tank top that barely reached past the bottoms of her breast, exposing all of her smooth, pale stomach. Red straps from her overall suspenders lined either side of her belly button from their attached point on her jean short shorts. She had long, smooth legs that touched down on the asphalt of the parking lot covered by her red trainers.

[MFF] Threesome with my bestfriend(s)

Following my post about fucking my bestfriend, I thought I’d expand on the story. I made the initial post as a sort of character profile, providing a background of how it all started and giving you an understanding of her great body and slutiness. The link is [here!](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/53f1lz/mf_fucking_my_bestfriend/).

The purpose of the background was to lead into this story, which is one encounter I’ll never ever forget… For the purpose of the story, I think it’s appropriate to now give the girls names – we’ll call my bestfriend Katie and her bestfriend (another of my close friends) Larysa.

Katie and Larysa were truly the best of bestfriends – those girl friends you see in the movies that are always together, always talking, and always sharing everything with each other. They practically do everything together, and from my relationship with my bestfriend I became close to Larysa too, although neither I nor Katie had told her we were fucking (nor did we intend do, but things don’t always go to the way you plan). I’ve already described Katie’s glorious, mind-blowing tits, her wonderful dicksucking lips, and her general slutty/always horny desperate-for-my-dick demeanour. Since both of our sex drives was high, we were always in need for each other and were just a 30 minute train ride away from fucking each other – whether that was at our places or in public somewhere, I was never too far from her vagina and I’d become quite good at turning her on via text and making her wet and desperate for dick instantly.

Florence and the coke machine

Before I begin, I wanted to link my previous encounter with this girl as it was pretty hot back in 2009.
Link can be found here; (If you can still see it)
[Florence and the wild machine](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z4q7j/florence_and_the_wild_machine/)

My car was in need of a service back in February this year but being the kind of car it is, I needed a specialist. The guy to speak to is about an hour from me and if I was to leave the car with him, I was going to have to try and stay local. I put a shout out on Facebook and within an hour, a girl who I haven’t seen since she moved to Bristol, hit me up.
Kim is a sweet Welsh girl with a wicked sense of humour and a lovely temperament. I described her previously to have shoulder length dark brown hair, slim build and may or may not have mentioned her gorgeous big brown/green eyes. I thought of this as killing two birds with one stone…getting my car sorted and seeing an old friend. I couldn’t help it, I did wonder if after all this time something could happen between us and she had mentioned that night she’d be having her house warming party.

Reddit guys just know how to make me cum ;) [M/F]

Hello again!
(x-post from r/RandomActsOfMuffDive)

Writing this message as I settle in SF for the next week. Just came back from NYC, and if was great! New York was damn good to me. Made [this post](https://www.reddit.com/r/RandomActsOfMuffDive/comments/51zozp/22_f4m_nyc/) hoping to get some success stories out of it and I Got over 150+ replies and I believe I answered everyone! (Yay) narrowed it down to 5-10 guys, and tried to see where things went. And it was a mission accomplished, was able to have two amazing success stories while in the city, it was almost 3 but this girl loves sleeping too much, and wasn’t able to wake up for early morning sex. Which I kind of regret :p

This story is about the first NYC guy, lets call him Jack.
you can read about the second one (Alex) [here][https://www.reddit.com/r/RandomActsOfMuffDive/comments/535irw/22_f4m_ending_nyc_with_a_bang_success/]
Look for the /*|*/********** to get to the gooey parts of it.

Amazing sex in the college library (M/F)

So I was in the college library at 11 pm, studying. I’m 6 foot 2 with brown hair. I was walking by when I saw this cute girl standing behind the front desk. She had this amazingly tight body, firm breasts, and exuded sexual confidence. I introduced myself and we talk a bit. There was sexual magnetism immediately. Just from eye contact, I could tell she wanted it. I felt this deep yearning in my penis, as if it was sniffing the air, craving relief between her shapely legs.

I thought we were going back to her apartment. But no, she had a different idea in mind. She led me to the bathroom for handicapped people, which was in a vacant part of the floor. Smiling, she shut the door behind her. Before I knew what the hell was happening, she dropped her skirt and ripped her panties off, leaving them around her ankles, the crack of her vulva glistening. No foreplay or anything. Honestly, my jaw was practically on the floor.

22F4A- Seeking Talented Erotica/Romance Writer

Hey there, how’s everybody’s day/evening going? I suppose I should remember my manners and introduce myself… My name is Anna, and I’m on a search currently for the writer I’ve always dreamed of: this writer will be capable of telling an unbelievable and competing narrative, detailing every last bit down to the crack in the wooden floorboards. I’m looking for the best, and I know he or she is out there right now… Someone who can tell stories that could easily be the next Hollywood blockbuster, and stories that will keep a girl like me warm on cold nights with its detail.

I ask because I wanted to exchange stories… Basically we each give each other prompts for what we want the other to write, and then we exchange them later on. I have many romance ideas (with adult themes obviously) that I’ve always wanted to see brought to life in top notch quality and detail, and I promise I can deliver in return if you take a chance on me. If you think you’re the writer I’ve been desperately searching for, send me a LONG private message explaining just WHY you’re the one… I look forward to your messages and urge you to be confident, never be shy about your writing ability. Thank you all again and happy writing! <3

A planned encounter [MMF]

We met at the pub opposite your hotel. I’d thought you’d be staying closer to the airport for a quicker journey back there the next morning and so hadn’t realised you were staying so close to the city centre; as such it was a pleasant surprise when you leant in close and breathed those two short sentences into my ear – “Call him. Let’s go” – accompanied by a quick playful nip on my earlobe. I stood up from my bar stool as you hopped down from yours and offered you my arm. My other hand tapped out Ed’s number and as we eased our way through the hot crush of bodies between us and the door, I spoke quickly to my friend.

“Ashley’’s here mate – we’re just leaving the bar now. We’re heading to…” I turned to you as we stepped onto the street and asked “Where’s your hotel?”.

A smile spreads over your face, lips parting briefly as you gesture across the road. I stifle my surprise and let him know – “Uh, it’s the Victoria Hotel, Ed. How soon can you get over?”. You lead us across the road as I end the call. You march us straight past the desk and over to the lift, briefly lifting a hand from your pocket to show me the keycard you’d kept rather than hand in before you left to meet me barely an hour earlier.