Claire and Adam meet Sam [MFF] [creampie] (Part 1)

I loved watching Claire’s eyes scan the profiles that we found online. While WhatHappensInVegasStays.com was a cute, if not long web address, it did provide for quite a bit of entertainment as we sat secluded at the back of the Chandelier Bar in the Cosmo. I looked over her shoulder as she searched for girls with curves, hoping that she would find a blonde one with huge tits that I could suck on.

I watched as she licked her lips while looking at [Samantha](https://www.whathappensinvegasstays.com/escort/samantha/), a 5’3″ 140ish lb blonde with amazing nipples and no hair to be found below her neck. I absentmindedly ran the tips of my finger along her bare thigh under the hemline of her dress. I could feel the heat radiating from between her legs as she cooed quietly.

She opened her legs to allow me access and I caressed her inner thigh while looking over my shoulder for anyone watching. The bar was not very crowded today and the wait staff was all at one corner of the bar far away. I took the opportunity to inch my back and forth fingertip dragging closer and closer, before reaching the top of her vulva and putting two fingers on either side of her clit. I heard her draw a sharp breath inward and saw her look at me and then scan the room. As I started rubbing circles around her clit, she relaxed slightly and whispered, “You are really getting brazen. I can’t believe I’m about to encourage this, but go lower and feel how wet I am!”

Sometimes I have baller moments [FM]

There is no reason to write this story other than the fact that it was one of the few moments in my life I was actually cool.

*I promise I am pretty awkward in real life.*

I had a crush on a dude I went to law school with, but he had a girlfriend so I didn’t think about it much. We’d very casually flirt but we’re both careful not to cross any lines and never said anything I appropriate.

One night we were out and I met his girlfriend and she was FUCKING HORRIBLE. She straight up slut shamed me in a group of people.

I was like, “Hi, I’m V.”

She looks me up and down, glares at me, and then says, “I know who you are.”

*Bitch, what? She had no reason to dislike me.*

NGL, I am an adult who didn’t exactly have a desire to unpack whatever insecurity she was harboring so I steered clear of her for most of the evening.

At one point we unfortunately all landed at the same table and she stares at me with undeniable hatred. I’m almost impressed by her commitment to this glare.

The Sterling Club Part 2 (F/M)

*Part 2 of a three part episodic*

“What the fuck is a Sterling”, I thought to myself. This was not what I’d had in mind at all when I came to meet you tonight. I’m more of a private person, especially when it comes to being intimate, and here I was at what looks to be a sex club? A swinger’s party? A burlesque show? I wasn’t sure what this was, and while I felt intimidated I was also intrigued. A cocktail waitress in black lingerie brought us two glasses of champagne and before we clinked our glasses together you looked me straight in the eye and asked “Do you trust me, my little pet?”

There’s that delicious part of our dynamic: ultimate trust. You’ve spent months pushing my boundaries a little bit at a time… edging me further out of my comfort zone. And the further you push me, the more I realize what pleasure can feel like. You started with small things, like telling me what to wear… and telling me what to say… telling me when I could cum and when I had to keep still. I know I’m not supposed to like being told what to do… but I do. I like it. I need it. There’s a safe space inside our time together when I surrender myself to you completely; when you own me. I held your gaze and replied “Yessir. I always trust you. Aaaaand what the fuck is a Sterling?” You looked past me and pointed to the stage, “You’re about to find out.”

[FFM] I get dominated by my husband and a random girl off tinder.

A couple months ago my husband mentioned that he had a surprise for me that night. After dinner and putting the kids down for the night he led me to the bedroom where he stripped me naked, blindfolded me, and had me lay down on my back with my hands above my head. To my surprise I felt the cool sensation of metal on my skin as he snapped handcuffs first on my right, and then onto my left wrist. I gave my hands a tug and realized he had secured them to the bed frame.

Lucas mentioned that there was a surprise for me at the door, and he was going to get it. Shortly after, I hear two sets of footsteps walking up the stairs to our bedroom. I felt two sets of hands caressing my body, the first starting at my neck, circling my large pink areolae before pinching my nipples. The second set of hands went straight to my pussy. I felt a finger slowly move up and down my slit before it spread my labia and entered me. At the same time I felt a mouth kissing, licking and sucking my inner thighs and labia before their tongue began to circle my clit. A second finger entered me as their tongue picked up the pace and brought me to a shuddering orgasm.

Camping with longtime friends gets insanely wild! Part 2 [MF]

Part one: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v9z7sh/camping_with_longtime_friends_gets_insanely_wild/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v9z7sh/camping_with_longtime_friends_gets_insanely_wild/)

Me – Jake: 38

My Wife – Kaitlyn: 34

Friend 1 The Husband – James: 39

Friend 2 The Wife – Amy: 37

Disclaimer: This story is not from my own experience, and is not told from my perspective! Enjoy! :)

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A couple hours later and we were all setup and ready to get the party started. Our campsite was right next to the river that ran through the campground, and the girls had long since changed into their bikini’s, and were several drinks in – no doubt eager to soak in the remaining sun before dusk. Kaitlyn had decided to rock a fantastic pair of cutoff booty shorts to cover her bikini bottoms, but Amy apparently felt that full coverage bikini bottoms were too much for this heat, let alone shorts to cover them up, so she went with a VERY cheeky “half-thong” that left little to the imagination.

Grainy Video from the Office Storeroom [M-f, noncon, blackmail, office]

**WARNING**: This story contains the following potential triggers:
– Nonconsensual sexual activity
– Blackmail
– Spousal infidelity

#Grainy Video from the Office Storeroom

The room was stone-floored, uncarpeted with bare-brick walls. It was small, not much larger than a utility room in an apartment basement. There were no windows – a naked bulb hung from the ceiling, its brilliant light casting shadows in disorganised patterns on the floor and walls, the shifting dark profiles of the sparse but functional furniture. Alison was standing, her knuckles tightly gripping the back of a rustic wooden chair staring at the grainy black and white images that played on the monitor on Jack’s desk. Jack himself stood by a filing cabinet in the corner opposite the only entrance; there was no reason for him to view the images that flickered on the screen, he had seen them multiple times before.

Even beneath the thick layers of her make-up, Jack could see the colour draining from Alison’s face. Her lips were tightly pursed – thin at the best of times, but now compressed like shards of sharpened crystal. Her knuckles whitened on the back of the chair, her stomach churned and her eyes were fixed – glinting brown irises swelling with a dawning realisation.

Office Girl Blackmailed by Security Staff – [M-f][Office][Blackmail][Noncon]

**WARNING**: This story contains the following potential triggers:
– Nonconsensual sexual activity
– Blackmail
– Spousal infidelity

#Grainy Video from the Office Storeroom

The room was stone-floored, uncarpeted with bare-brick walls. It was small, not much larger than a utility room in an apartment basement. There were no windows – a naked bulb hung from the ceiling, its brilliant light casting shadows in disorganised patterns on the floor and walls, the shifting dark profiles of the sparse but functional furniture. Alison was standing, her knuckles tightly gripping the back of a rustic wooden chair staring at the grainy black and white images that played on the monitor on Jack’s desk. Jack himself stood by a filing cabinet in the corner opposite the only entrance; there was no reason for him to view the images that flickered on the screen, he had seen them multiple times before.

Even beneath the thick layers of her make-up, Jack could see the colour draining from Alison’s face. Her lips were tightly pursed – thin at the best of times, but now compressed like shards of sharpened crystal. Her knuckles whitened on the back of the chair, her stomach churned and her eyes were fixed – glinting brown irises swelling with a dawning realisation.

Teasing my girlfriend into a frenzy at the beach [MF]

This is the third account of my exploits with my high school dream girl, Summer. We’re both 18 at the time, and I’ve recreated everything as accurately as possible.

Part 1, where I first saw and played with her boobs, is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v611x6/how_i_became_a_boob_guy_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3).

Part 2, where she took my virginity, is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v7nccd/the_night_summer_made_me_a_man_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3).

A couple weeks had passed since Summer and I first had sex. Since then we had made the relationship official with a handful of dates and nights alone and I found out that Summer was an amazing girlfriend outside of just being a sexual partner. She listened to me, was a ton of fun to be around, and surprised me with hugs and smiles on a daily basis.

But she was also insatiable. We sexted often and she could barely stand to end a date without hands or lips going places they shouldn’t. She pretended to control the desire in our relationship, but we both knew that she was just as desperate for pleasure as I was.

I (38f married) gave a stranger (40m) a blowjob tonight at a 90s weekend while his friend watched and was lookout [mf]

Bit of background, I’m 38 been with my husband since I was 18 and been hotwifing pretty much from the start. I’ve come away for the weekend with three friends, two single the other married and none of them know about my lifestyle. On to the story.

We booked this 90s weekend trip a while ago and me and my husband has spoke about me playing there but knew there was pretty much no chance with the three friends I’m going with not knowing about our lifestyle. I thought I’d try anyway and managed to give head within 8 hours of me getting here lol.

We got here about 5pm Friday, unpacked and went for a walk around and get some food. I wasn’t sure what to expect but the place is full of people around my age all ready to relive the 90s! People already dressed up, one guy looks the spitting image of Mysterious Girl era Peter Andre (I wanted him straight away but not seen him since), a few backstreet boys, Oasis, loads of women dressed as Spice Girls and even a Vanilla Ice.

Best Yoga Class Ever [M25/F32]

I do yoga at the YMCA, not some fancy hot yoga studio. The Y is just cheaper, honestly. I pay for an unlimited membership which allows me to go to yoga several times a week, basically whenever I’m free. Going to yoga at the Y means I mostly practice with local moms. I love it, actually. In a younger crowd, no one would look twice at me, but amongst the moms and grandmas, I get a lot of attention. And it’s really sweet. We all know each other by name and I even went to high school with some of their kids. It’s a real trip.

Generally, the instructors are closer to my age. They all know me by name as well, a super friendly crowd, and always seem really happy to see me in class.

Since I’m over 6′ and all leg, my hamstrings tend to be very tight, so the instructors help me focus on my flexibility. If I can loosen the tight leg muscles, I’ll have access to more of the poses that most of the women can do with no problem.