Author: denouemxnt

The Time My Friend Introduced Me To Her Sister [MF] (pics, long)

*Hey GWS! Back with a new story in these strange times. As usual, if you’re looking for a quick read, this won’t be it! (Although you can always skip ahead to the dirty stuff.) *
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**HIM**

I was surprised when s texted me. While we’d tried to keep in touch ever since we’d stopped being play partners, the truth is that we’d sorta drifted apart. It wasn’t anyone’s fault. Between the whole pandemic thing, and life generally being hard as fuck for everyone right now, it just sorta happened. But I was happy to see the notification on my phone and quickly checked her message.

I know this is random, she said.

But I’m talking to a friend who’s new to the lifestyle and the subject of real first experiences came up, she said.

And I just wanted to say thanks for the time we spent together, she said. Read more »

The Time She Woke Up To A Threesome [FFM] (pics, long)

*Hey GWS! This one happened several weeks back, a few days before the world got insane. As always, check out my history for past posts if you’ve got the time, and follow for future stories. Hope you enjoy… and be sure to let us know what you think!*
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**HIM**

I’d asked my sub once if she’d ever been with a girl. Aside from a few teenage make-outs and innocent groping, she’d said, she hadn’t. But she wanted to. It was something she fantasized about. A lot.

I looked at s, wondering if she was serious.

Would you like it if I made your dream come true, I said.

I could probably manage, I said.

But I need to know it’s something you really want, I said.

She beamed. Yes, she said. I’d love that. Read more »

The time I learned Moms deserve to have fun, too [MF]

*Hey GWS! I know it’s been a minute, but I wanted to share a story from several months back. Hope you like it. And as always, check out my past posts if you’ve got the time.*
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It’s was 6:28 and she hadn’t arrived yet. I’d texted her earlier to arrange the time.

At the hotel, I’d said.

It’s surprisingly nice, I’d said.

Apparently they’re at capacity, so you’re gonna have to keep your voice down, I’d said.

She’d laughed.

You’re gonna have to help me with that, she’d replied.

I’d sent her [this photo.](https://www.erome.com/a/eB47V8Px) It was just a small travel kit, but I’d known it would do the trick.

We can use the gag, I’d said.

Holy shit, she replied.

She’d been walking through her office when she’d opened my text. Carrying a box in her arms. As soon as she saw the photo, she’d dropped it.

That’s when we’d agreed on the time.

But now it was 6:30. Another minute and she’d be late. I’d have to make a note of that. What’s the point of having rules if they weren’t enforced? Read more »

The Time I Learned Kink Could Be Therapy [MF] (Trigger Warning)

**TRIGGER WARNING:** This story contains elements of CNC play. (If you don’t know what that means, Google it before continuing.)

*This is an old experience I’ve only recently memorialized. I’ve debated posting it for some time, since it’s way more intense than my other ones. I’m grateful to my friend for writing the “Her” portion — not only did it refresh my memory, it didn’t feel right to tell this without her perspective. As always, thanks to my followers for supporting these posts. And to the new readers, I hope you’ll check out some of my past stories.*
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**HIM**

A while back, I received a DM from a self-identified sub: “This is the first time I’ve messaged a Dom first. But I like everything about your profile so I thought I’d say so.” I poked around her page for a bit. She was stunning – with dirty blonde hair, sun-kissed skin and a mischievous smile – and her “About Me” section suggested a mindfulness and intelligence that drew me in. We exchanged messages, then arranged to meet the next time she was in my area. But then… she disappeared. Texts weren’t returned. When she finally reappeared, all she said was: “I can’t go through with it. You remind me too much of my ex.” Read more »

Catching Feelings [MF] (pics, gif, long read)

*It’s been ages since my last post, and for that I apologize; non-Reddit life has kept me pretty busy. The good news, dear handful of followers, is that there are a few stories I plan to write in the coming months :) And to the new readers, thanks for clicking this thread. Please excuse how long it takes to get to the sex and the pics and all that. The way I see it, anybody can get laid — why not make it mean something, even if it’s just for that one night?)*
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I met Zoe on one of the r4r subs nearly a year ago. I’d planned to be in her city soon and figured I’d try responding to a few of the local threads. My expectations weren’t very high. Even with a post history like mine (or maybe because of it), the odds of getting a legit response from a real female are fairly thin. SPOILER: Most of the time, the OPs on the Random Acts boards are just guys pretending to be a girl so they can get straight dudes to send them nudes they can add to their spank banks. (Shocking, I know!) But something about her personal ad stood out. If what she was saying was true, she had a great attitude and sounded quite attractive. I typed out my rather long message and hit send. Read more »

TMW she realized her best orgasms come from… [MF] (pics/vids, long, collaboration)

This is a follow-up to a previous story, “Are you sure you’re up for this? Or: [M]ore [f]un when Redditors Meet”… for those who haven’t checked it out, you can find it [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8ijz1b/are_you_sure_youre_up_for_this_or_more_fun_when/?st=JJ96D90X&sh=2e339cf6) :)
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We finally got her that plug. It took a while – she was out of town a bunch, and it wasn’t exactly the sort of package she’d want her neighbors holding onto for a while. So we made the most of it; every other day she’d send me video proof of her training herself for the next time we’d get together. And when she finally got home, she was thrilled to receive her present. [Her joy looked something like this](https://www.erome.com/a/mqHtd8rk).

But our schedules were still slammed, and I was worried we wouldn’t get a chance to meet. Until she texted and told me she was going to schedule a layover in my city.

When we finally got together, it was amazing. But the thing I can’t stop thinking about, the thing I’ll never forget, is the way she said…

Oh my god. Fuck.

… Read more »

Always the quiet ones… [M]ore [F]un when Redditors Meet (pics)

I may have posted a version of this under a different name, but I don’t think so. In any event, this was one of the first Redditors I met up with IRL…
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She was tough to text with, and at first I took her aloofness as a sign of disinterest. I’d message, she’d disappear for days, then reappear with a quick one-line response. It wasn’t until much later that I realized she was just painfully shy. But as we grew comfortable with each other, we began to share more and more. She told me about her family, how she’d struggled with school and dropped out, but really hoped to go back. How she hadn’t been in a real relationship in quite some time, but hoped her current fwb might turn into more. Finally, she confessed that she loved to post pics and gifs of herself online. She told me how to find them and my jaw nearly hit the floor – she was small and petite, with an ass you’d have never expected to see on such a tiny Korean girl. She knew it too, and she loved the attention — twerking; fucking herself with one, then two, then three fingers; and my favorite, sliding her jewel plug inside her ass, then sliding it back out and sucking on it. Read more »

Are you sure you’re up for this?… Or: [M]ore [f]un when Redditors Meet (long, pics included)

NOTE: People seemed to like my first story (“She called my Bluff… Or: [F]un when Redditors [M]eet”) so here’s another one from an adventure last month.
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We met for the first time at the airport. After weeks of messaging, then texting, and eventually Face-Timing. She was nervous. I wasn’t. I loved the city; worst case, if we didn’t hit it off, I’d have a great time wandering around, exploring the different neighborhoods. That we could meet, in my eyes, was a bonus. But she was nervous, and I wanted to make her feel at ease. She’d only been with a handful of guys before; she’d never done anything like this. I wanted to give her what she wanted, what she’d asked me for.

The drive into town was easy. Lots of small talk. I could tell the Uber driver was confused — we seemed to know each other, but it was obvious we’d just met. He’d picked us both up at the airport, but she was a local. I didn’t bother explaining. Read more »

There are people you meet [MF]

(A few people PM’d asking if I had any other stories and if I’d post them. This is one I used to share privately. It’s about a year old by now. Sadly, it doesn’t come with pics ;)

A few months back, I posted a couple photos of myself on Reddit, then got a message from a girl who lived in the South. We got to chatting and it turned out she lived in a city with a famous aquarium. I was going to be in the region a couple weeks later, so I swung by her hometown to see the fish and hang out for a little. We hit it off and, well, the details of that trip are for another post. Read more »

She called my Bluff… Or: [F]un when Redditors [M]eet

We’d met on Reddit.

I liked her pics… but I loved her vids – the way she moaned, the fact that she’d made some of them in public.

She was a fan of my pics… but what she loved most were my stories – the little details, the lengths the characters went to in order to please each other.

I told her they weren’t characters. They were true stories.

She called my bluff.

I’d love to write one about you one day, I said. Then you’d know the truth.

I’d like that, she replied.

I’d agreed to meet up with Redditors before. More than a few times. Every now and then it really happens. Most of the time it’s just flirting. I assumed she’d fall into the latter category.

We traded PMs for months, disappearing for weeks at a time before reconnecting in a flurry of messages. Eventually we switched to Kik, then Snap, sending sneaky pictures from work, the gym, whatever we thought would get a rise out of each other. Then one day I told her I’d be passing through her city. She asked to meet. I agreed that we should. We never did. Read more »