r/SexStoriesGoneWild

I was first introduced to sex with other girls in my first year in college, and it completely changed my life. I'm still mostly into guys (I don't think I could date girls, and I could never give up dick), but I also love to hook up with girls, and I guess you could call me bi. Whatever.

Through some friends, I met Tiffany in my senior year and we became friends. She was like, much more politically lesbian/feminist, which to be clear I think is super cool, just not me. She organizes protests and stuff, and also presents/dresses much more butch - pixie cut, higher-cut tops, a few piercings, tattoo sleeve, denim jackets, that kinda stuff. Definitely identifies as a lesbian.

So there's a guy (Chaz) I was FWB with and one day after we had sex, I was asking/teasing him about which of my friends he thought was cute, and he said Tiffany. And I was like, WHAT? I was honestly shocked. But he said yeah. Once I thought about it, I can see it. She's petite, slim, cute face. I asked if he'd ever fuck her. He said yeah, if she were into dudes, which she probably wasn't.

But that got me thinking.

The next time I saw Tiffany at a party, we were hanging out, and I mentioned to her when we were alone that Chaz thought she was cute. She kinda rolled her eyes but... I could tell there was something there. We'd had a little wine so I decided to just ask her: if she ever wanted to sex with a guy, she could join us. We could even play around. I made it kinda flirty and she made this super cute blush/surprised look, and we left it there.

I teased her about it a few more times over the next two weeks until one day she texted me that if **I** still wanted to do it, she was in. She made it sound like she was reluctant to do it, buuuuut I could tell it was kind of a front.

I hadn't asked Chaz at all about it, but I knew he'd be down for it, so I sprang on him that he was going to have both of us, and I was pretty sure would be Tiff's first real dick, too.

Okay okay fast forward: I brought her over to Chaz's place. After a few drinks we went to his bedroom. Tiff and I started to make out. Then, she watched me suck Chaz's cock for a little while. Once she took her clothes off, I was like, WOW - she has a really incredible body. Bigger boobs than I thought on her petite frame, cute little ass, really firm tummy. We played with each other some more, and finally she started stroking his cock too. (She wasn't ready to suck it yet.)

Finally, she crouched above me and kissed me/played with my boobs while she watched Chaz start to fuck me. I came after a few minutes (he's got a magic dick) and then I told her it was her turn. She didn't resist... she got her back and spread for him, and then I held her hands as Chaz pushed inside her, too.

Damn if Tiffany didn't start squealing like a two-dollar whore and cum on his dick in less than a minute.

She wound up asking him to mount her doggy style, with me laying below her, and he fucked her that way for quite a while. She came twice more on his dick before I decided the poor guy had had enough. I slipped his cock out of her and jerked him off into my mouth.

So that was last year. Tiffany is now fully bi - she actually dated a guy for the first time for a couple of months last fall. She was sharing Chaz with me for a while but has now found her own FWB dick to fall back on too. She's still publicly, mostly, into girls, but it's like a whole new world for her.

My friend has always been the type to flirt with everyone.

Guys, girls, strangers, cashiers—it didn’t matter. That was just his personality, so I never took any of it seriously.

At least, that’s what I kept telling myself.

We’d been friends for almost three years, and somewhere along the way I developed a crush on him. Nothing dramatic. Just the kind of crush that makes you notice every smile, every compliment, every time he sits a little too close.

I never planned on telling him.

Last weekend, a group of us went out for drinks. Nothing crazy, just friends hanging out. By midnight, people started leaving until eventually it was just the two of us.

We ended up walking through the city talking about everything and nothing.

The conversation felt different that night.

More personal.

More honest.

At one point he asked me what my biggest regret was.

I laughed and said, “Probably all the things I never said.”

He got quiet after that.

A few minutes later he asked, “Like what?”

I shrugged and tried changing the subject, but he wouldn’t let it go.

“Come on,” he said. “Tell me one.”

The problem was that the answer was standing right next to me.

Eventually we stopped at a small park and sat on a bench.

The silence between us felt heavier than usual.

Not awkward.

Just full of things neither of us was saying.

Then he looked at me and smiled.

“Can I tell you something?”

she's gorgeous

My son has a best friend who was one of the biggest flirts i've ever met. I liked him as I found him fun and he was quite a fit young man. We started to flirt a lot shortly after their graduation. He made me gush whilst giving me the sweetest of conversations. Overtime, I started to grow sexual feelings for him, and it only amplified the more it went on.

One day while I was in the kitchen getting something from the fridge and my son was in his room, I noticed his best friend went in there to get a snack. I went out and I was just in a pair of these really tight booty shorts, bottom of my ass showing and a vest with no bra on, nipples clearly visible through them. I went into the kitchen, and I bent over to grab something and he jokingly slapped my ass and said something like "even better view from behind." I froze for a second and then wiggled it for him.

He followed this up by slapping it again. I continued wiggling it and he slapped it a few more times. “You are a naughty woman, aren't you?” He said to me and continued slapping my ass. My pussy was wet and I was loving the fact my son’s friend was treating me like a dirty little whore. He did a few more spankings and then left. I was wishing / hoping it went further but it didn't THIS time.

This happened a few times for about a week and it kind of became like a routine in different rooms and scenarios. He'd ask me to pick up the tv remote and pass him it for example and by the time I was bent over he began slapping my ass. I remember one time he asked me to pass it. I walked over to him, his hand on my ass rubbing it the entire time we had a conversation. He would squeeze and fondle it, and I was always hoping for more. This was all while my son was at work.

While my son was at work, I invited his friend over and he teased me a lot. He felt my ass and rubbed it with lube. I let out a huge moan, and he continued to rub it, but he actually went a step further this time. He pulled my shorts to the side and started rubbing my pussy. I was so shocked by it but also turned on at the same time. He rubbed it a few times and I got wet. In and out he kept going and was fingering my pussy from behind. He turned me around and kissed me on the lips and continued to finger me... one of his hands went up my shirt and he began squeezing and fondling my nipples and tits. I was so turned on, but then it was like he was teasing me because he stopped mid way. I didn't know what to do.

Then a couple of weeks had passed by and nothing, until he randomly asked if he could come over for the weekend. On that weekend my son stayed with his grandparents. My folks knew nonetheless, so I didn't mention it and I was so turned on by it I couldn't help myself.

He came over and I made sure to wear nothing but a silk robe and laced lingerie. “You want me, papi?” I was so horny as I got on my knees and unzipped his pants. I saw his cock and licked it, before sucking him dry. I was sucking his cock so good. The compliments he gave me only encouraged me further and got me much wetter.
The fact he was calling me “mami” just turned me on so much more as I continued sucking his dick. I stopped sucking it and began going to his balls. He was moaning loudly and telling me how good a girl I was stroking my face while I sucked his balls and wanked his dick. I remember using my mouth to pull his balls and drop them back down.

This turned me on even more, him talking about my son while I was sucking his balls. I put his cock back in my mouth and began sucking as hard and fast as I could while squeezing his balls.

He stopped me just short of cumming in my mouth to my confusion, threw me down and pulled off my shorts. My thong quickly followed and he started licking me out. I was literally throbbing and ready to cum. he licked pussy the way no guy to this day has. I don't know if it was him or the sheer excitement but, it was incredible. My pussy was literally throbbing and squeezing and begging to cum when he stopped again. my mind was racing "is he giving me a fucking ruined orgasm or what?!!?" but before i had time to think, he was lubing up his cock by rubbing it against my pussy.

This was the only time I admit I got a bit nervous, why i don't know, but it was a big thrill and a big step to go from teasing and sucking cock, to actually getting FUCKED by my son’s best friend. he said, "this is what you wanted, isn't it?" and before I could even answer he shoved it straight inside me and I cummed almost instantaneously.

My legs were over my head, and he got me as deep as anyone had been in my pussy at this time. I was in ecstasy. I imagine my eyes were in the back of my head as my pussy was getting destroyed, he went backwards slightly and got into a more sat up position and began thrusting into me. I took my shirt off and got my tits out for him as one of his hands began squeezing my nipples, the other holding my leg over his shoulders.

I was moaning like a little whore, and he was a MUCH better fuck than any man I’ve been with. He put his hands down and began rubbing my clit like a little slut.

I was screaming my head off and having some of the best sex of my life. I was about to cum and he threw my legs up over my head again and began fucking me ridiculously fast. I was cumming all over his dick and then he let out a huge moan as he filled me with cum.

He French kissed me and began just kissing me all over. Now I'd made "love" but it was nothing like this... He just knew where to touch and what to do. He was on top of me and the two of us were kissing like sex crazed maniacs. He had his hands on my tits... On my ass as he kept his cock in my pussy squeezing my ass cheeks... sucking on my nipples. I was in heaven.

This went on throughout the weekend, while my son was away I got fucked by his best friend 5-6 times a day, a few of the highlights include the time I rang my son to ask how he was doing and check up on him. Between talking I sucked his cock and he ended up dropping a huge load of cum on my face as I continued talking to him.

I then rang him again at night to check in and he licked me out and ate my pussy the best it's ever been done. I remember moaning and making tons of ridiculous noises, but I was muted.

Probably the complete highlight of this though was when he took me out and we bought some clothes. He had this Son/Mother-in-law fantasy.

So, he bought me a tight dress that barely fit. I came in and modeled it for him, giving him a little striptease while he was sitting on the couch, wiggling my ass at him with no panties underneath. My tits slipping out. After this I said "I want your dick papi”

I bent over directly in front of him waiting for my spanking. Only to find him lifting me up into the air. He walked with me into my son’s room and threw me onto his bed. I then bent over for him and spread my pussy. He was quickly on the bed. He put his head right down. I thought he was going to lick my pussy from behind, but he actually bit me on the ass and left a really sexy bite mark which I loved!

He then got behind me and put his cock in me. But like the other times... there was no love making involved in this, he was fucking me like a dirty whore. Here I was in this sexy outfit getting fucked by my son’s best friend on his bed. He began slapping my ass over and over telling me I was a dirty whore. "You dirty mom. Fuck you have a tight pussy, You love that i'm fucking your naughty pussy?" I was moaning and screaming my head off as he kept doing this. Spanking me and fucking me as he knew he owned my pussy now. I was cumming hard for papi. He put his hands between my legs and was rubbing my clit as his weight collapsed on top of me destroying my milf body and I fucking loved it.

I fucked him once more that day and the sexiest part was when i knew my son would be home in an hour, I got on top of him and rode his cock one more time and made him fill my pussy. I’m now his best friend’s personal slut that he can fuck whenever he wants and the sex life, we now have is nothing short of amazing and extremely fucking sexy! We always have sex while my son is at work and this past week was no exception as he’s had a lot of overtime, meaning his friend’s cock was inside me even more. I love being his woman.

God, I was totally fucking up history class this semester, barely clinging to a D and panicking about losing my volleyball scholarship. I needed a savior, so I zeroed in on Ethan, this 20-year-old who lived two doors down in the dorm. He was built like a tank, six foot two of solid muscle from lifting every day, broad shoulders, thick arms, and a chest that stretched every shirt, but he was painfully shy, always blushing and mumbling, eyes dropping to the floor when anyone talked to him. He was a total virgin, I could tell, and that made him perfect for me to satisfy my kinks

I asked him to tutor me, leaning in close during a hallway chat, my low-cut tank top letting my tits nearly spill out, nipples already hard from the thrill.

“You’re so smart, Ethan, please help a girl out?” I said, voice sweet, brushing my bare thigh against his.

He stammered, “Uh, sure, Eva,” face turning red, and I felt my pussy throb right there, a warm slick starting to drip between my legs.

I never wear a bra or panties, ever. The freedom makes me wet just walking around, and around Ethan I was always soaked.

We started meeting every Tuesday in the common study area, and I turned it into my personal slut game, teasing him until I could feel my own wetness soaking my shorts. First session, I wore a thin white tank top, nipples poking through like little beacons, and the shortest black shorts I owned, pussy bare underneath. I sat across from him, legs spread just enough that if he glanced down he’d see my smooth lips peeking out. When I “dropped” my pen, I bent over slow, ass up, feeling the cool air on my pussy, knowing he was staring. My clit was already swollen, a slick bead of wetness trailing down my inner thigh as I straightened up.

“Oops,” I giggled innocently, biting my lip, watching his eyes flick away fast, his muscular thighs tensing under the table.

I felt powerful, my pussy pulsing with heat, the wetness making my shorts cling to my folds every time I shifted. By the end of that hour, my pussy was dripping so much I could smell my own musky scent in the air, and I loved how he squirmed, trying to focus on battles and dates while his cock strained against his jeans.

Every session got filthier. I’d show up in cropped hoodies with nothing underneath, if my arms went to high you could nearly see my nipples. Those very nipples stiff from the AC and the thrill of his stares.

I’d lean over the table to point at his notes, my tank riding up so my bare pussy lips brushed the edge of the wood, slick coating the surface for a second.

“Explain this part again,” I’d whisper, breath hot on his ear, my hand resting on his thick thigh, inching higher until I felt his muscle twitch.

He’d blush crimson, voice cracking, “Uh, the Treaty of… yeah,” but he never moved my hand away. My pussy would gush every time, wetness soaking through my shorts.

dark spot forming between my legs that I knew he could see if he dared look. I’d go home after and finger myself raw, replaying his shy stares, cumming while imagining his big hands finally grabbing me. The power trip made me wetter than anything, but the frustration of him never making a move drove me insane, my pussy aching and dripping constantly around him.

By midterms I was acing quizzes, his notes pure gold, but I was so desperate for him to make a move on me. I’d sit so close our knees touched, spreading my legs wide under the table, shorts riding up until my bare pussy was inches from his hand. Once, I “accidentally” brushed my slick inner thigh against his fingers, leaving a wet streak on his skin.

“Sorry,” I whispered, but my pussy clenched hard, fresh slick dripping down my leg as I watched him freeze, breath hitching.

He never pushed further, just blushed harder, and that shy restraint made me hornier than ever, my wetness turning into a constant leak, soaking my shorts so bad I had to change before volleyball practice some days. I started wearing even sluttier outfits, tiny tanks that barely covered my nipples and shorts so short my ass cheeks hung out, pussy lips peeking whenever I bent over. He’d stare, then look away, and I’d feel my clit throb, pussy juice running down my thighs, the scent of my arousal filling the air between us. I was obsessed, my psychology a mess of power and need, loving how I controlled him without him ever touching me back.

Finals ended and I passed with a B+, all thanks to him. I texted, “My dorm, Friday, 9 p.m., thank you gift.”

I wore a black tank top, no bra, nipples hard as fuck, and denim shorts so tiny my ass was half-out, pussy bare and already dripping from the anticipation.

Ethan knocked, nervous, glasses fogging, “You didn’t have to do this.”

I grinned, “Oh, I fucking want to,” and yanked him inside, locking the door.

I pushed him against the wall, kissing him hard, tongue deep and sloppy, tasting his minty breath. He groaned, hands finally grabbing my ass, squeezing the bare cheeks under my shorts.

“Eva,” he breathed, voice rough for the first time. I dropped to my knees, unzipped his jeans, and his cock sprang out, six inches, thick and veiny, already leaking precum.

I licked the tip slow, tasting his salty, musky virgin flavor, sharp and clean like fresh sweat mixed with need. I sucked him deep, lips tight, bobbing fast, slurping loud, spit dripping down his shaft to his balls.

“Fuck, Eva,” he moaned, hands shaking in my hair, hips twitching.

I deepthroated, gagging hard, throat squeezing his cock, eyes watering, spit trailing to my chin and pooling on the floor. My pussy was gushing now, girl-cum running down my thighs in warm trails, the wetness making my shorts cling to my folds as I knelt there.

I stood, stripped naked, taking my tank top off. My tits bounced lewdly as I flung it to the side, nipples hard. Shortly after my shorts dropped, pussy glistening and dripping, my pussy’s wetness trailing down my inner thighs in shiny lines.

The room smelled like my wet heat, musky and sweet.

“Your turn,” I said, pushing him to my bed, straddling his face.

“Lick,” I ordered, and he dove in, clumsy but desperate, tongue lapping my clit, sucking my folds, his nose buried in my pussy.

I moaned, “Good fucking boy,” grinding hard, soaking his glasses and chin with my juices, the wetness coating his lips as I rocked.

My hips moved faster, clit throbbing, his tongue sloppy but perfect, hitting my spot.

I came quick, “Fuck, baby!” squirting slick all over his face, drenching him, my pussy pulsing as I smeared my juices across his mouth.

I slid down, “My turn,” and straddled his cock, six inches sliding in slow, my pussy tight and dripping, stretching around him with a wet squelch. I rode him hard, ass slapping his thighs, bed creaking like it’d break, my tits bouncing wild, nipples begging to be touched.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned, hands gripping my hips, thrusting up to meet me, his cock hitting deep.

I leaned back, rubbing my clit fast, pussy squelching loud, cum coating his balls and dripping to the sheets in shiny puddles. My mind was spinning, slut psychology in overdrive, loving the power of making this shy muscular virgin lose control while my pussy leaked everywhere, wetness turning me on even more.

Then something snapped in him. His eyes darkened, hands gripping my hips hard, and he flipped me onto my back.

“This pussy is mine, bitch,” he growled, voice suddenly deep and rough.

He slammed into me, pounding hard, cock hitting deep.

“Daddy!” I screamed, legs wrapping around him, pussy gushing wetness with every thrust.

He grabbed my long hair, pulling my head back, “You’ve been teasing me all semester, slut,” and flipped me onto my stomach, yanking my ass up.

He thrust in from behind, doggy style, cock slamming deep, balls slapping my clit.

“Take it, like a good bitch,” he grunted, hair pulling tight, spanking my ass red, it burned so good my pussy started dripping down and making a puddle.

I moaned with every thrust as my ass burned so bad, “Yes, fuck me harder daddy I’m your slut,” pussy clenching, cum squirting out with every thrust, soaking the bed in warm puddles.

He pounded relentless, cock stretching me wide, my pussy lips gripping him tight as he completely manhandled me, his thick arms pinning my hips, his muscular body slamming into mine. My pussy stretched around his six inches, the pressure making me feel so full, slick leaking out in messy streams down my thighs and onto the sheets, dripping in long, shiny trails as he fucked me like an animal.

“You’re mine now,” he growled, yanking my hair harder, and I screamed, “Yes, daddy, stretch me!” my pussy gushing even more, the wet sounds obscene, my slutty mind lost in the filth of being used.

“Gonna cum,” I whined, and he growled, “Cum on my cock.” I exploded, squirting hard onto the bed, soaking the sheets in a gushing mess, my pussy spasming around him.

He roared, “Fuck,” and creampied me, thick hot cum flooding my pussy, spilling out, dripping down my thighs in creamy rivers as he kept thrusting, manhandling me through it. I was shaking, cum leaking everywhere, but I wasn’t done.

I turned, pushed him back, and sucked his cock clean, tasting our mixed cum, salty and musky, swallowing every drop while my pussy still dripped his load.

He groaned, toes curling tight, legs trembling, “Eva, fuck, stop, I can’t,” but his cock twitched hard again in my mouth.

I smirked, “You want more, don’t you?” and climbed back on when he was hard once more, riding him slow, my cum-filled pussy squelching around him, girl-cum and his cum mixing in warm, messy trails down his balls. He grabbed my tits, thrusting up, and we fucked again, harder this time, my pussy dripping his cum and my slick onto the bed in fresh puddles.

I came twice more, squirting again, moaning like a whore, and he filled me a second time, cum overflowing. We collapsed, panting, my face sticky, pussy leaking, sheets ruined, room stinking of sex.