My (M) Hook up with a Zoomba instructor (F)
Tag: Swingers
I am really that easy, huh? [MF]
This takes place back in 2016, and is easily the sluttiest thing that I have ever done, or that has ever happened to me. As with [each](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/k6v0p5/i_fucked_a_college_volleyball_player_on_the/) of my [stories](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/k44o93/hooking_up_with_one_of_my_college_friends/) I’ve written out, there is some artistic license taken in the exact dialogue and actions. I’m going off memory here. But this is how it went down.
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I was 23 and living in Birmingham, AL, less than a year out of college. It was a night in early April, one of those great spring days where it’s finally warm again and everyone is excited to be outside. I was part of an adult kickball league, and we’d won our game and the majority of our team had happily driven downtown to hang out at the bar that sponsored the league for a few hours. The last games ended at 9:30, so by 10:00 the back patio was in full swing. I was chatting with a few of the guys on the team when I noticed her walk outside.
Pyramid Head catches you in Silent Hill [M4F] [narrative 2nd person] [rape] [nc] [monster male] [teratophile]
**Tags:** [M4F] [MF] [rough] [rape] [non-consensual] [force] [monster male] [choking] [fingering] [monsterous strength] [fucked from behind] [doggy style] [anal] [narrative] [2nd person] [chased] [injured] [fantasy setting] [teratophile] [silent hill]
**Estimated Read Time:** 16 minutes
***CONTENT WARNING! -This is a fantasy story with fictional sexual violence. Be aware this is a non-consensual scene. All characters in this story are 18+ years of age.*
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You have no idea how you ended up in this foggy rural nightmare of a town, but you’re starting to wonder if you’ll ever get out of Silent Hill alive.
There are these things, moving around in the mist. They’re barely more than shadowy figures at times, but you haven’t been trying to get any closer to them. The first time you saw one, you thought you’d found someone who could help you out. As you got closer though, you realized something was wrong. Something was very, very wrong with this person.
Stiffness in the groin area? Maybe the doctor can help… [FFm] [hello nurse!] [a little bit ridiculous]
“It says here you have some concerns with your groin area?” Nurse Brittany said, scanning her clipboard, her mask muffling her voice. She glanced up at Lucas, her bright hazel eyes fixing on his, the intensity of her gaze complemented by her dark eyeliner, purple eyeshadow.
“Uh, yeah,” Lucas said, “Some stiffness, I guess.”
Her hair — dark but with blonde highlights, tied in a neat bun — bobbed as she marked her notes. “Mm, ok, for how long now would you say?”
“Well, it’s been building, but lately it’s been, like, hard to get dressed, you know?” Lucas, “But pretty bad in the last two, three weeks.”
“Mm. Ok. Are you sexually active?”
Lucas blushed. Nurse Brittany, with her cheekbones prominent behind her mask, was powerfully cute. Her petite figure was obscured by the blue scrubs she wore. But her freckles, her bright eyes, her dimples — Lucas was intimidated by her adorableness.
And here she was asking him about his sex life. “Err, umm, well, no,” he stammered, “I, umm, just turned eighteen earlier this year, so, like, well…” he trailed off.
[FM] The day I found out my friend’s dad had a big dick
This was one of my close friend’s dads at the time, although my friend and I haven’t really spoken to each other since. She doesn’t know what I and her dad got up to, we just sort of drifted apart. But if she did know, I’m not sure she’d ever talk to me again!
I’d [F] met her dad (let’s call him Mark) several years before we fucked, when I was about 21, after visiting my friend (and let’s call her Becky) at home. He was in his early-40s and quite attractive. Your tall, dark and handsome type. He was stocky and clearly kept himself fit. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but when I look back on that day he was clearly flirting with me and he was still married then.
Fast forward three years and one day he randomly added me on Facebook. I knew Mark, so I accepted his friend’s request without thinking too much of it. He then started to message me. It was nothing flirty at first, we were just catching up when he told me about his divorce a year earlier. From what he told me, the whole ordeal felt pretty rough and I felt sorry him.
Three Years a sex slave [MMF]
Dealing with Grief – Final
The next morning, I woke first. I hadn’t slept much at all. The questions raised the night before were too strong, too deep. I had to find a way to resolve it. In the mean time, be here for him. I had called mom to let her know where I was, what I was doing. She told me to stay with him, she would bring me clothes and anything else I needed.
Go- didn’t sleep for much longer and he was simply a mess. He could barely function. I essentially had to order him to shower, shave, dress prepare for breakfast. When he appeared he wasn’t dressed in clean clothes, he hadn’t shaved properly, his hair was a mess and from the speed at which he appeared, I suspect he hadn’t spent a lot of time under the shower. I’ll leave him for today, I thought, but this can’t continue.
He wanted nothing for breakfast except a glass of whiskey. “We eat healthy here Go-, so pick something healthy.”
Showering With My Sister [MF][Inc]
Hot rivers water ran down my shoulders, pulling some of the aches and pains of the morning’s workout away with it. Even during the summer, no longer bound by my regular collegiate soccer regime, I tried to stay in shape. Better to put in a little work now than play catch up later, I figured. This off season in particular had been easier than most to remain focused; I had found a bottomless well of determination from which to draw from, filled ever to the brim with the mixed emotions of a sudden breakup.
I tilted my head back, allowing the shower head’ s stream to wash over my forehead. She was gone for good this time. Not much I could do about it, and the many miles I had run since had carried me beyond caring until the raw hurt had been scarred over. Perhaps now it was safe to return to such thoughts.
Small flickers and vignettes of memories passed across my closed eyelids. Our first backpacking trip; dinner dates in the tiny college town I now called home; the time we ran naked across Avett Cove, moonlight streaming across her hair. I smiled in spite of myself, knowing such times were now over. Yet still the fragments stuck with me.
I [F] stumbled on a swingers gathering at a bar
So I met one of my long term friends at a bar in the city after work, totally casual and we were just catching up as it had been too long since we caught up. The bar we chose I have never been to before, but was swanky and had a beautiful style to it. Also the place had a great buzz to it and lots of beautiful people where there.
We grabbed some cocktails and caught up on all things girls like to talk about, but after about 40 mins my friend got a call and had to leave as her sister was taken to hospital due to a car accident (she was fine, but taken as a precaution). Anyhow we had just ordered another round of cocktails, so I now I had two cocktails to finish and no company. I started to look around the room and I noticed a group at a table. It looked like 2 couples, however after a while I was a little confused as it seemed like the guys were both feeling up both woman at one point.
It’s Better Left Unsaid vol.7.2
I hear the music playing as I enter the apartment, a smile quickly consuming my face as I recognize Katherine is listening to my mix. The comfortable and wonderful feeling of being home washes over me as I remove my backpack and jacket. I kick off my shoes and properly put away all before moving toward the music and Katherine.
My thoughts are eager and excited, looking forward to sharing the music and moment with Katherine, as I near the doorway, I first spy her hair swing into my frame. *She’s loving it!*
I’m giddy and close the gap and as the room comes fully into my field of vision, I am slapped with a heady dose of unpreparedness. Clad in only bra, panties, and… straps… I watch her, her back to me, her hips shimmying and shaking. She tosses her hair back and forth as she attempts to sing along with the chorus. She is oblivious and outrageously beautiful, lost in her moment.
I[M] meet up with Ellie[F] part 2 -Long Story
**Background:** All events detailed in this story are true. I’ve changed the names of everyone involved and I won’t name the school. If anyone from the area reads this, they’ll know exactly what school it is and who the girl is.
As I stated before, I have about five years worth of stories about “Ellie” that I will share. This story documents my first time alone with her. This is the conclusion of that story.
Also as promised, I’ll post of pic of “Ellie”. Obviously I will not show her face, but figured you’ll enjoy seeing her.
**Story**: Ellie and I had just finished up our first time alone. She was introduced to me by my roommate Javoris, but she made it clear she really wanted an opportunity to have me pound her guts. And that’s exactly what I did, leaving all my kids inside her warm, wet pussy.
As we laid there on the twin bed, I reached for my phone and saw that I had several missed texts and snaps. As I began to reply, an idea popped in my head. Javoris was cool enough to share Ellie with me, why don’t I return the favor to someone else. The question was, do I tell her or surprise her. I chose the latter, and reached out to one of my teammates Cooper.