[MF] I hung out with my best friend over break.

For the better part of the past decade, I have known Kay. I met her on an unremarkable day in the middle of a school field trip to a museum. Her class and my own were paired up to go walk through a particular exhibit. She and I had both ended up standing side by side, ogling an old painting. I thought it was wildly beautiful and unique. After about a minute of staring, we took notice to each other and without skipping a beat she says to me, “It sucks.”

From there we made plenty of conversation to drown out the dullness of the day. We had become friends faster than most people blink – something both of us later agreed on happily.

Over the next couple of years, she and I went through the trials and tribulations of high school. Drama after drama. Crush after crush. Standardized test after standardized test. However, we realized that we are vulnerable and developing as most people around us were. When we fell to our knees, we were there to pick each other up. This is when we became best friends. We learned everything there is to know about the other.

[M]y Wi[F]e Lucy and the New Year’s Eve of a li[F]etime.

Hi again, back with what can only be described as the best New Year’s Eve of my life. Every year Lucy and I celebrate New Years Eve at our local pub, that is within walking distance from our house and most of our friend group are there too. This year was no different, we shipped the kids off to Lucy’s parents and got ready for our night out. As I was ready first I decided to wait in the living room and enjoy a beer before heading to the pub. My jaw dropped when Lucy walked into the room, she was wearing a black leather pencil skirt, a skin tight black sweater and her new black high heels (louboutins?) that I had got her for Christmas. She looked amazing, she knows I have a weak spot for anything leather and shiny and she was using it to full advantage tonight. She strutted her way towards me, doing her best runway model impression as I rose from my seat to meet her. Passionately locking my lips to hers, her bright red lipstick matching the soles of her new heels.

An inappropriate relationship with my step-dad…pt 4 [FM]

*This is part of a series of stories that have to do with a very inappropriate relationship I had with my step-dad during the summer between my Sophomore and Junior year in college. You can read part one [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7hvg2c/an_inappropriate_relationship_with_my_stepdadpt_1/), part two [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7i8ran/an_inappropriate_relationship_with_my_stepdadpt_2/), and part three [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7k3bub/an_inappropriate_relationship_with_my_stepdadpt_3/). To be clear, I’m not into incest, I don’t have daddy issues, and I don’t call anyone daddy (not even my dad!). It’s something I hadn’t thought about in a long time but a recent conversation brought it back to light and just seemed like it was interesting enough to share here.*

After that day, all of the awkwardness and hesitation was gone. Masturbating for each other became commonplace with it happening at least 3 times a week. We would wait for my mom to go to bed, Paul would “work late” in his office, and either he would show up to my room ready for a show, or I would walk over to his office for some late night fun. The thing was there was no contact or any attempt at contact. He would show up to my room, I would take my clothes off and start to play with myself while he jerked off. He would cum in a tissue or in his hand or something, wait for me to cum, and he would leave. That is until one night about a week later when just watching wasn’t going to cut it for me.

I [F] finally had sex with my ex-girlfriend

BACKSTORY:
My ex and I broke up 4 years ago because she moved away to adventure. It was entirely amicable and she comes back about twice a year to visit me. She was my first real girlfriend (was just figuring out my sexuality) and I have always been weird about sex due to past trauma, so I never had sex with her while we were together (about 4 months)

This Christmas she came back for 2 days to stay with me. We were out playing pool and drinking wine when I got brave and decided to tell her what weighs on my mind constantly.

“You know, I always regret that I never got to have sex with you. You’re so hot and amazing.. I just was new to this and nervous.. I was afraid I’d be no good at it” I leaned in close to her and said with a half bashful smirk.

“I really always regretted that too but I understood” she returned my bashful smirk as she paused then continued, “it’s not too late you know.”

25F Ended 2017 with a big bang [group]

On New Year’s Eve, I was staying with this married couple Jill (32F) and Sam (34M). I’ve had threesomes with them multiple times in the past. I played with both the wife & husband. Jill liked watching her husband fuck me, and got off on the idea of him fucking me when she wasn’t in the room. Anyways, so my friend Mary (32F) hit me up on Facebook suggesting a 5way with Jill, Sam, and her fiancé Hunter (33M). We have done it once in the past, right before I moved. I was visiting for winter break and we wanted to get it in. Jill & Sam decided to plan it for after they put their kids to bed & after they should have been asleep for a while. So they set the time at 9 pm.

Anyways, so Mary and Hunter arrived with drinks and the five of us started out drinking and talking in the kitchen. We all flirted, but didn’t get into it immediately. I took (fully clothed) group photos with them and posted them on Snapchat. I got off on the fact that all my friends on Sc who saw these photos had no idea that I fucked everyone in the picture. Mary was wearing a top that cut out in the center & I told her I liked her top.. She wasn’t wearing a bra and I grabbed her boobs. Eventually, we made our way upstairs to Jill & Sam’s bedroom.

After the Gym Pt. 2 [mmm] [anal] [exh] [Msub] [cuck] [mast] [oral] [swing] [bi] [gay]

I think the answer must have literally spilled out of my mouth – or at least my body language properly reflected a resounding ‘yes.’

 

Jeremy was smiling now too, “Man,” he said, “awesome. Lemme just send Michael a text and tell him you’re coming over?”

“Uh,” my heart was already pounding, and my legs felt a bit numb from the work out, and I sort of sat down on one of the benches lining the outside of the showers, “yea man yea.”

“You good?” Jeremy asked, stepping into the locker room briefly to fetch his phone.

“Just excited,” I laughed, “and tired.”

 

He popped back into the room and sat down beside me on my right.

 

“I sent him a text, we’ll wait a bit and see if he replies,” Jeremy said, looking at my cock. I could see precum already drizzling out of it steadily. “You’re *really* excited.”

I laughed, “what gave it away?” I felt a bit short of breath and felt I couldn’t have stood even if I tried – my whole body was tense with anxious energy, but in a good way.

After the Gym Pt. 1 [mm] [bi] [gay]

Steam from the shower room always hit’s like a vapor. This late at night there’s rarely anyone at the gym so I don’t feel too awkward staying in and showering. The alternative is to freeze my ass off at a bus stop at -20 degrees Celsius only too stew in my own sweat on the 30 minutes bus ride home.

 

Had it been a busier night, like on the weekend, I’d have taken the journey. During the week however, to many people working square in the morning usually leave the gym by 10, and those left are those of us working afternoons or not working at all. I was the latter, hopping from casual position to casual position and trying desperately to ward off boredom by filling my off time with anything. These things included gaming, jerking off constantly, and going to the gym.

 

Now, I’m hardly what you’d call a ‘gym rat.’ My whole life I’ve been blessed with a fast metabolism and a low competitive drive, so I’d never really been one for self improvement. Standing at 6’4″ as an adult, I was fairly slim but didn’t have a lot of muscle to me. After my last break up and seeing the guy my ex girlfriend had ended up with, I decided I needed to do something to boost my self-image and confidence. Filling out my figure ought to be the thing, I thought.

Downing Abbey – Chapter 2

**(Lucas)**

‘You won’t believe what Garrett has been up to,’ Jillian said. I shook my head when I heard that name. Garrett. Not dad. *Never* dad. In fact, I don’t even remember the last time any of us called him anything but his first name. All things considered, it beats what we want to call him: Pain in the ass.

Mondays usually began with three coffees sugared to give a toddler pre-diabetes, but I haven’t had the time to eat my melting scone, much less go for coffee. Where the fuck is that office assistant? It’s not even lunchtime yet but I’ve already watched one client rip journalist asshole on national television while forty-five minutes was devoted playing therapist to another on his fourth failed marriage. This shit wasn’t Law and Order.

‘Nothing surprises me anymore about him, but try me,’ I sighed. I noticed the mountain of files Simco was trying to drown me in at the corner of my desk, and it looked like Chinese takeout in the office at midnight.

Again.

[Group] my steamy 4some bisexual experience part 1

So my ex and I were both bi and swingers and been on a long and dreadful hunt for the couple to play with. This story is completely 100 percent true

A little about us first to get you in the mood. I am 27 years old, athletic, muscley and tall, shaved head and tan. I shaved my asshole and keep all the hair on my body short. Having had bisexual experiences when I was in my teens it wasn’t long before I was bursting with anxiousness to swing. My cock was larger then average and balls always kept smooth and shaven. and she was 36 years old, medium height with enormous breasts and gorgeous long thick black hair down to about her shoulderblades. The best way to describe her pussy and asshole is perfect. She had that perfect cup pussy innie that led back to her literally perfect, tight, impenetrible virgin (until I got to it she hadn’t really practiced anal) asshole that was so tight it bent your cock to get it in. And if she clenched her asshole it could probably pinch off your cock! And she was extremely tan. So tan she had that sexy tan line in the crease of her buttcheek where it hangs. It all started when we would 69 she slowly started putting a finger in, then her tongue then, given my already curious tendency, suggested myself we get plugs and dildos and strapons to have fun with! She had been bi since her early 20s when her roommate and herself decided to mess around since dating men hadn’t yielded any results.