[MF] Sex in a field, and a huge cumshot on my tits

I had such a great reaction to my first GW story yesterday, that I thought I’d write another one.

This is another story about me and my husband, this time before we were married. It is the summer of 2011, and we are 21 years old.

After graduating from university, my boyfriend and I went travelling together for a year. For 12 months we strapped on our backpacks and went trekking. Across the Andries, through the Himalayas, through Africa’s national parks; we cover thousands of miles, on foot and outdoors, eating and very often sleeping in the wild. Having sex outdoors becomes our normal, a habit we’ve retained to this day.

When we get back to the UK, we are engaged, but have no place to live. While we look for a house, I move back in with my parents in rural Derbyshire, while my boyfriend sofa-surfs in London and starts his new job.

Living apart after so long together is an unwelcome shock. For three years of university we lived in the same house, and for 12 months after that we were barely apart for more than a few minutes, as we travelled the world. After just a few days I felt the physical separation like the loss of a part of me, and my boyfriend felt the same.

[MF] Bonus story. What happened after I posted the last one. (Couple sex, M28/F28, short)

A few minutes ago, I wrote and posted my first ever erotic story to gonewildsories.

To my surprise, I found writing the story intensely erotic. The action of remembering what happened, putting it all into words, turned me on almost as much as the events themselves.

I wrote it lying naked in bed, my iPad propped up on my knees, my husband asleep beside me.

As I wrote about the sex, my fingers kept drifting down between my legs. It took a lot of self control to keep writing, and not just relive it in my head as I fingered myself.

By the time I got to the end of the story, I was soaking wet, my body almost humming with arousal. I slid myself alongside my husband and woke him up, kissing him awake.

‘Read this,’ I said, handing him the iPad.

‘Is this the sleeper train story?’ he asked. I’d told him last night I was going to write it.

‘Yup,’ I said. He takes the iPad and starts reading. He’s lying on his back, already semi-erect with a morning erection.

[MF] Me and my husband have sex on the Caledonian sleeper train.

I love erotic stories, they are much hotter than video porn for me. I like true stores the best, and I’ve always wanted to try writing some of my own. So I figured, why not take advantage of my new anonymous account, and go for it.

This is the story of what me and my husband did on a sleeper train to Scotland, and of probably the best orgasm I have ever, ever had. This happened about 6 years ago. We were both 22, newly married, and on our way to Scotland for a summer camping holiday.

The overnight trains from London to Scotland are called the Caledonian Sleeper. You can book a normal seat or, for a bit more money, a little private cabin with a bed.

The cabins have two narrow bunk beds, one above the other. If you are travelling alone you might have to share with a stranger, but if you book as a couple you can both go in the same cabin. They are really small; they have two beds, and just space for one person to stand and get dressed alongside them. They have a counter top and a little sink, with a window above.