[MF] The college theater trip, day two

Continuing the story of a long weekend, [starting here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4wut66/mff_the_college_theater_trip/)

After Alex and I made out for a while, she apparently decided it was time for Britney and Katie to wake up, so she dove onto the bed crosswise. Britney and Katie both shrieked a bit and starting wriggling around, but Alex wouldn’t let them up.

“Did you kids have a good time last night?” she asked.

Britney blushed bright pink, but answered, “Yeah…” in a tiny voice. Katie just smirked at me and started tickling Alex until she surrendered and rolled off the bed. Thus freed, Katie jumped up and flung the covers away from Britney and I – both still naked, of course, and we both rushed to cover up while she laughed at us and ran, butt jiggling, to the bathroom.

Alex is one of those annoying morning people who gets up early no matter what she did last night, so of course she’d woken us up at 7am. I was severely hung over – maybe still a little drunk – and sleepy as hell. She bounced on the end of the bed and insisted that I get up, because she had an amazing breakfast spot in mind. Britney demurred in favor of more sleep, so I groaned and dragged myself out of bed, still covering up since Alex had never seen me naked and it was awfully early to feel sexy, then put on my clothes from the night before.

The First First [MF] [oral]

I lost my virginity in college, freshman year, to an exchange student from England . . .

Jessa.

She wasn’t the fittest girl I’d ever met. She was only slightly shorter than me, and had a fair bit of ‘padding’ – I tend to consider her as the founder of my enjoyment for both fit and thicker women. Her breasts, while it was a few more days before I got to see them in all their glory, were large and welcoming. Her size allowed her to have a fantastic ass: fantastic for grabbing, slapping, squeezing, biting . . . she kept her blonde hair cut to the middle of her back, just the right length to hold onto during particularly fast-pacing fucking in doggy-style.

For whatever reason someone wouldn’t want to go to bed with her, her British accent and oh-so-nasty vocabulary swept the board and replaced any hesitation with anticipation.

Girls’ Weekend [FFF] [Les] [mast, wet] [HTM, public] Ch. 12-13

#~Chapter Twelve~
##Act Too

Tammy asks me if I’m sure that I want her with me. She tells me that I don’t have to rush it, and that there’ll be plenty of time for the two of us to be together later. She says she doesn’t want to make me nervous, and that she understands that this exploration is something that should be done in private. “Believe it or not, it took a long time for me to feel comfortable enough to allow Amanda in the room when I masturbated, and especially in this way. I don’t expect you to want company after only one morning. So there’s no need to invite me in before you’re ready. If you need a little more time to play by yourself, that’s fine. In fact, I think it might be better.” I’m not really sure what I want, but I know that the sex we had made me feel so close to her, that her presence was now comforting to me. I thought that maybe if she were here, I could feel more than I could if I were alone. That I’m even thinking this way gets my heart racing, as it’s out of character, but my desire for her is too strong to resist. But then a though occurs to me, “Do you think Amanda would mind?” She smiles at me, “No, sweetie, of course not! She’s in favour of anything that I can do to corrupt you”. I realize that I’ve been okay with the corruption so far, and realize that I think I will do just about anything she asks me to. I’m hooked. I tell her as much, and she agrees.

The Liberation of Supergirl, part 1 [MF] [First Person]

“Oh, Supergirl! I always knew you were a skillful hero, but I had no idea how talented you were with your mouth!” As you slide your wet, red lips up and down the sides of my shaft you look up into my eyes, encouraged by the compliment. You pause at the top, swirling your tongue around the head once, twice, then brushing your tongue smoothly up the underside right to the tip, before plunging forward and enveloping my thick cock in your mouth. Holding it deep inside for what seems like an eternity yet at once not nearly long enough, you raise your head with a line of drool running down the corner of your mouth.

“Aw, thanks Batman,” you smile. “Well when you saved me from that horrible villain, I knew I had to repay you somehow. I never would have broken free of those kryptonite chains if you hadn’t shown up.” You run your fingers down the length of my manhood and gently brush your nails across my balls. “I was so relieved when you arrived,” you continue seductively, then suddenly your hand tightens around my sack as you pull down, stretching my prick to its hardest. “Now it’s your turn to be relieved.”

The Dean and his student. [Mf][Mdom][fsub][BDSM]

“Sit down.”

And just like that, he thickened the air made already tangible by the long silence that came before he spoke.

Stella took her seat directly across him and turned her gaze toward the floor. Saddled in deep green velvet and held together by mahogany, the chair was, sadly, not as comfortable as it was aesthetically pleasing. *A problem plaguing this entire school*, Stella thought to herself as she shifted in her seat, waiting for him to speak once more.

Turns out, she had not long to wait.

“Did you think this funny, Ms. Lyon?”

Stella held her tongue. He continued.

“I asked you a question.”

After years, I get a booty call from my first gf, and it turns out she’s quite freaky :) (dp, face fucking, gentle femdom)

So, I did not mean for this to be so lengthy, but I was kind of reliving this as I was typing. It takes a couple of unexpected turns, to say the least. If you read this to the end, you’ll probably at least get a boner or a sploosh out of it, maybe even cum?

This story happened in my mid 20’s…

I dated this girl, “Jess”, in late middle school and early high school. We were each others’ first, in every way. We experimented sexually more than many adult couples do. We were head over heels for each other. Our parents found out we were fucking, and we were banned from seeing each other. We were ripped apart, and we attended different schools and virtually never saw each other. For a few years after that, we’d meet up a few times and fuck like rabbits in the park or out in the country. Having never had any closure from our relationship ending, it was always very passionate. We eventually started dating other people, and I took off to college after graduation, and she remained in our small little southern town.

A gift for the Ork Chieftain Pt 3 [fantasy] [mmf][sex][anal][rape][oral]

The roar of laughter woke Glinda and her eyes blinked away the remnants of sleep as she tried to get her bearings. As it was the tent of a Chieftain, Thralls where she slept was by far the largest in the camp and the three Orks were still a good twenty feet away even though they were fully inside. They were clearly drunk and she didn’t think they had even seen her, or Dinia who had still slept besides her, as they laughed and joked at an unnecessary volume, as Orks frequently do. As they stumbled around, starting to rummage through Thrall’s possessions which lined the edge of the tent Dinia too awoke and sat up, trying to figure out what was going on.

“Hey! HEY!” She called out to them, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. “I can see you fools are drink but are you retarded??” All three turned, silent for the first time since their entry as they processed this new component to the situation. They were all dressed casually for Orks, pants cutoff by the knees and a fur draped over their shoulders which was affixed by a chain across the chest. From that Dinia could tell they were simple foot soldiers, no one of importance. This could have already been assumed by the fact that they were in town and not invited on the hunting trip which Thrall and his Chiefs had been on for the last week but their garb itself was a dead giveaway. Their lack of class supported this assumption.

A gift to the Ork Chieftain Pt. 2 [fantasy] [oral] [sex] [domination] [MF]

Brotan undid the lock to her collar and it crashed to Glinda’s feet. It had been on for a full day at that point and with it gone she realized how used to it she had become. The weight was gone from her neck, allowing to her to stand to her full ability, the tall beauty the gods had designed her to be. With the iron collar by her feet it was not lost on Glinda the freedom she had just gained. It was not just a physical one but one which felt all encompassing for her. For years she had used her sexuality to her favor, fucking the townsmen for reward or benefit, and the town’s women hated her for it. They were jealous their husbands had always watched her walking by in the road, their eyes running across her body and imagining how much livestock or firewood it would take to bend her over a table. But they were all now dead and here she stood. As a poor townswoman with her lack of nobility her best chance for a good life had always been to be the sex object of an upperclassman.  Now before her, eyes full of lust and a fist full of throbbing cock, sat one of the most powerful men in the realm. This Ork chieftain was responsible for the deaths of likely thousands of men and yet here in his throne he was nothing but a horny man with a hard dick, waiting for her to give him release.

What $10 Grand can get you in Vegas, if you’re real luck. [m/f]

I was in Vegas this July for business. After the work bullshit was over, I went down to the casino around 11 PM and gambled. Normally, when I go on this particular work trip, I put $1000 of chips in one pocket and the winnings in the other. This time that did not happen. They would not fit in my pocket!

Long story short, by the time I was done I had $230,000 due to a huge run and a shit ton of luck plus sheer stupidity. I had no friends there to share my good fortune with, just me thinking of the boat I wanted to buy and getting giggly. I headed over to the casino bar and sat down with my pile of chips.

It was near 1:00 AM, I was wired. I had a glass of really good scotch.

I certainly noticed the brunette sitting about seven stools down, everyone and every thing noticed the brunette sitting seven stools down. No shit, straight up she was one of the most striking people I have ever laid eyes on- one of those girls you keep staring at. I think I probably looked over at her no less than 25 times in five minutes.

Rage fuck

After a long free day of fucking, laughing, eating good food and drinking some alcohol, me and Mr B were laying in the couch, exhausted from the awful heat that’s really rare here in Sweden. We were completely naked, sweating our asses off and tired from that and the food coma. It had been an awesome day, just hanging out with my best friend, lover and protecter doing silly shit. We we’re happy.