Halloween in Wonderland (F/M)

Halloween always offers a good excuse for me to go out dressed up in cosplay, but on the downside it always comes soon after a major convention that I go to so I usually don't have the time or money to spend on doing anything spectacular, and haven't even bothered at all in recent years. However, this time around a number of my friends were insistent upon a night out, and feeling uninspired and a little lazy I decided that the most fitting thing I had to wear was my Alice in Wonderland outfit which I hadn't worn in quite a while. So, come Halloween evening I pulled on the blue and white dress and white thigh-high stockings with lace tops that allowed just a little flesh to show between their tops and the bottom of the dress.

All prepared, I headed off – first to a friend's house, then onwards to a nearby club. I didn't expect to get much attention given some of the far more revealing outfits on show all around, but I did get plenty of shouted comments over the blaring music, mostly asking whether I was as innocent as I looked. To start with I simply smiled at these questions, but as the alcohol flowed my responses got a little braver – a "maybe not" here, a grin and a wink there, and to be honest the attention was getting me a little excited.

Two fun highlights to a tiring convention weekend (F/M)

My convention weekend got off to the worst start possible – I'd planned to meet someone as soon as I arrived in the area, but a family phone call meant I missed the train I planned to catch, the train I did catch got delayed, and then when I got there I couldn't get an Internet connection for the life of me to get in touch with them and my hotel room wasn't ready to end a miserable day so far.

After almost an hour of sulking and queuing to get into the show and wander around until my room was ready (although they at least let me leave my cases there), I finally managed to check in and get to my room. Flopping onto the bed to destress for a moment, I checked my phone to find I was still having no real luck with Internet access, but I did have a text message from a guy I'd met and talked with for a while the last time the event had rolled around asking if I was there for the weekend.

Waving a magic wand (F/M)

I bet you clicked on this thinking it would be about me having sex dressed as a wizard, didn't you? Sorry to disappoint…

As the summer had dragged on and it had been a while since I'd had any excitement to speak of, I found myself browsing around Craigslist not expecting to find anything interesting, and as I expected it all seemed either weird or mundane. Just as I was about to find something else to do, one casual encounter ad caught my eye – a guy offering an opportunity for a girl to use a Hitachi Magic Wand massager in his possession.

To be honest, I've never bought any toys to use myself despite having thought about it on more than a couple of occasions, and having seen these wands used in videos it was something I was at least curious to check out. So, I threw caution to the wind and send off an email, and not too long later I got a reply from the guy politely telling me more about himself and what he was offering as well as asking to know more about me.

A convention meet, an unexpected (and unexpectedly exciting) interruption (F/M)

It's anime convention weekend for me again, which saw me packing up a handful of outfits and heading across the country for a convention in a hotel for a few days, offering up an exciting opportunity to catch up with a few friends who I hadn't seen in a while and, maybe, some other possibilities.

Once I arrived and checked into the hotel on Friday I fired up Tinder, and found myself spending spare moments whilst sat with a drink or chatting idly swiping away. By Saturday I'd spotted a few people who were clearly at the convention – some struck up conversation just to chat while others were far flirtier. In particular, I found myself having an increasingly heated conversation with a guy hired to handle lighting for the event – he had no clue about anime or cosplay but seemed interesting, but when we actually met up to say hi he was… well, a bit of an egocentric jerk. We chatted before he had an event to man the lights for and he suggested meeting up later, but I made my excuses and let our conversation peter out feeling a little disappointed – by Saturday night, I was pretty frustrated, and sharing a hotel room meant there was nothing I could do about it.

Idolised by a 60 year-old

I hadn't had chance to sit down and write about this experience, but a couple of weekends ago there was another cosplay event in my city – of course, I made my mind up to attend, and of course I posted up an ad online seeing if anyone would like me to show off for them to see what kind of response I got.

Needless to say I received loads of responses – most went straight in the bin, others developed into conversations that petered off, some turned into quite heated discussion, but one man ultimately won out. He was exactly 60, very polite, really curious about cosplay and everything is entailed, and he walked the line between being a normal, friendly guy and one with clear desires for a girl my age perfectly. After my other recent experiences with older men, the idea of taking things further and going with someone older still got me excited from the outset, and our conversations in the days building up to the event only accentuated that.

A Tinder convention meet, and dessert for a stall holder

Not too long ago I decided to join Tinder – not for convention hook-ups in all honesty, but sitting around feeling horny at the end of the second day of the event I was at (after this: http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/36xm02/a_fair_cop_at_the_convention/) I figured I'd give it a try. So, I set my profile to search for people within a 1 mile radius, and started swiping through, finding a fair few obvious candidates to be attending the same event, some of whom were really rather hot.

I exchanged messages with a few people and nothing really popped beyond one other guy who I briefly exchanged a message or two with (more on him later…), but suddenly I was more than a little thrilled when by far the cutest guy I'd swiped left on matched with me and sent a message to ask if I was at the convention. It wasn't long before he asked if I wanted to meet up, and quickly caught onto the fact that I was interested in more than a drink and a chat. By the end of the evening he was sending me pictures of his body (which is normally not my thing, but he had a great body and look and was the same age of me), and we were discussing things that we wanted to do when we got together. All of this was leaving me increasingly horny, and as my friend who I shared my hotel room with drifted off to sleep that night it was all I could do not to touch myself as the message exchange continues. As we were both sharing rooms, our frustration that we couldn't properly meet that night was apparent, but eventually we called it a night and agreed to get in touch the next morning.

A quiet corner, a wandering hand

After a few hours of sleep having finally drifted off thinking of my adventures that day (http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/36xm02/a_fair_cop_at_the_convention/), I woke up early for my second day at the convention, and with another new outfit to wear. After a long shower and disgusting hotel room coffee to wake me up, I dried myself off and spent some time changing into my outfit for the day – Ranka Lee from Macross Frontier, in probably the most cute and innocent-looking outfit I have, with a top, frilly skirt and knee-high socks with red shoes and slightly high heels.

Dressed up and ready to go, me and my hotel roommate headed out, met some more friends and went around a bunch of panels and events we wanted to see. As lunchtime rolled around I chose to excuse myself and break off from the group to find someone else I'd been talking to online, and quickly headed to the meeting place we'd agreed. I wasn't sure what to expect here – the guy in question was the same age as me, seemed very confident, and we got on quite well but we hadn't talked all that much since I'd sent him a message replying to an online ad.

A fair cop at the convention

It's big convention time in my neck of the woods again this weekend, which led to me keeping an eye out for potential adventures… lo and behold, I managed to find some, and now I'm sat here in bed after the first night of the event feeling a little turned on and unable to sleep, so I thought I'd write down my latest encounter while it's still fresh.

In the week or so leading up to the event I found myself checking out Craigslist for ads relevant to the event I was at, and one in particular caught my eye – a guy in his mid-twenties who had a hotel room to himself and was looking for some casual fun. I replied, he responded, and we got chatting and hit it off pretty well – he was friendly, good-looking and very keen on me and the cosplay outfits I was planning to take with me for the weekend. We ended up agreeing to meet for a while once he was in town on the first day, and by the night before we were both pretty excited at the prospect.

Return leg with an older man (F/M)

Since my pretty amazing encounter with two older guys about a month ago (http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/320kv7/two_pairs_of_eyes_two_pairs_of_hands_two_you_get/), I hadn't heard any more beyond a thank you for a great time from Graham, the man who organised it. This wasn't a surprise given that they lived a fair distance from me, so I wasn't even thinking about hearing from him again… until late last week, where I was surprised to find an e-mail letting me know that he was coming into London for an appointment not too far from me and wondered if I was free.

As it so happened, I wasn't at uni on this particular Monday afternoon, so once he confirmed when he expected his meeting to finish and I made sure that my own place was definitely going to be free from housemates, I told him that he'd be welcome to drop by for a brief visit if he wanted before heading back home. That's how the discussion was left, although I don't think either of us were in any doubt as to what the meeting would entail.

Two pairs of eyes, two pairs of hands, two… you get the picture – Part 2 (F/M/M)

At the end of part one of this story (http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/320kv7/two_pairs_of_eyes_two_pairs_of_hands_two_you_get/) I mentioned that I didn't talk too much with the two men who had just been enjoying me while we ate a meal – that wasn't entirely true, as Graham did quiz me a little more on my love of cosplay and how it made me feel sexually, culminating in talk of birth control and about having sex itself in cosplay. I answered his questions honestly, and even having already cum a few times I could feel the first tinges of arousal returning as we finished our meal.

After a brief spell of clearing up, Graham looked at the time and I asked "Did you say you were bringing one more outfit for after dinner?" I did, and so I excused myself as they finished clearing up and returned to the bedroom to pull the fifth and final outfit out of the bag I'd brought, while also carefully packing away those I'd worn so far today. After stripping out of my casual clothes entirely and slipping into a sexy black bra and pair of lacy french knickers, the outfit itself was a little less revealing than all the others – Mami Tomoe from Madoka Magica, comprising of a white blouse and brown corset/dress with black hold-up stockings. Topping it off with a blonde wig, and again giving the cosplay perfectionist within me a chance to bemoan not bringing the boots or hat that are part of the outfit, I wandered out to find myself immediately catching the eye of both Graham and Brian.