Finally Fucking Her With Another Man [MFM]: Part V

[Part IV HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ft7jbv/a_hand_job_in_a_public_hot_springs_in_big_sur/)

She was on her hands and knees with the collar around her neck and her hair in a high pony tail. The bathroom’s tile floor felt cold under my feet. “Keep your eyes down and your ass up,” I commanded. I had told her how I’d fuck her and what she needed to do 100s of times before, but my voice wavered a bit and I know she could tell I was nervous. I reached down and hooked the buckle of her leash, a leash I had bought at a CVS a couple of years before, through the buckle of her collar.

“Don’t you fucking speak until you’re spoken to,” I commanded and she smiled, mostly to herself, probably at how unsure I still sounded. “yes daddy,” she whispered and I watched her run her tongue over her cherry red lips. I bent over and slid the black sleeping mask I had just been given on my delta flight over her eyes. “Tumi?” she whispered, on her hands and knees, leashed and now blindfolded, momentarily cracking the tension. She knew how many of those delta sleeping kits ended up collecting in my luggage. I wrapped the leash around my fist a couple times and stood up. Her body tensed. I could see it.

A Hand In A Hot Springs In Big Sur: Part IV [MF]

[PART I HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fnnc5w/fucking_my_waitress_with_pics_wut_a_story_in_4_or/)

[PART II HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fp0uph/fucking_my_waitress_on_a_wednesday_afternoon_part/)

[PART III HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fpgdgl/fucking_my_waitress_after_she_madeout_with_her/)

[Also Have A Gif](https://imgur.com/a/onTi49a)

I sat on my porch last fall watching the august moon slowly rise over the mountains to the east. The Harvest Moon. She had taught me the names of all the moons 3 years ago, weeks after we met, and days after we fucked for the first time, as we sat on a blanket in Southern Montana. We watched a fire and sipped mezcal at 3 am. It was early July then and the full moon was casting shadows across the valley, and coyotes were yipping somewhere distant, and the air smelled like sage and the dying heat of a summer day, and her naked hand was on my naked thigh as we sat cross-legged in front of each other.

“Alright Tommy,” we were both a little buzzed and tired and she looked up into the night sky, “what’s this moon?”

“The Buck!” I whispered in the sexiest way I knew how and then smiled.

“Fuck off fuck boi,” she giggled and took a sip of her mezcal, “and what’s next month’s moon?”

Fucking My Waitress: Part IV [MF]

[Part III Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fpgdgl/fucking_my_waitress_after_she_madeout_with_her/)

Days like years. Years like days.

We spent July 4th together and watched the fireworks explode in the valley from a blanket in the foothills. Whiskey and PBR and we made out and then we went to her place and we fucked. I choked her hard that night. Harder than I’ve ever choked anyone. She laid under me and her tan lines had become vivid from the week she had just spent in Mexico. I moved in and out of her. “Who the fuck owns this pussy,” I whispered. She inhaled and then slowly exhaled. “Daddy does. Daddy fucking owns this pussy.” I moved my hands over her firm, little brown tits, her body sinking into the sea of sheets and lightly wrapped my fingers around her neck. She looked me in the eye and nodded and then wrapped her hand around my wrist so I could feel her start to fade and then let go. She felt so slight in my rough hands. Like I kitten or a bird. I could feel the twitch of her nerves and her heartbeat as I slowly squeezed the side of her neck. Her thighs, that had been wrapped tightly around me began to slide down my body and still I squeezed harder, my forearm tense, my cock moving faster and faster in and out of her.

The Time I Fucked A Very Russian Girl 10 Feet Away From Her Very Russian Mom [MF]

RUSSIA! RUUUUUUSIA!!! I’ve never been to Russia, and to be quite honest my two experiences with Russian women were pretty similar to how I imagine the country of Russia- beautiful, dramatic, pretty trashy… and super fucking weird. Both times I’ve been with a Russian, family members of the girl I was about to fuck have been far too close to the action for my puritanical American self. However, they’ve also featured me disregarding old standby concerns like, oh I don’t know, “your mom is literally sleeping in the bed next to us!” in favor of some sweet Russian/US relations. I mean her name was Katrina. Katrina! How you going to fight that shit? This story is true and was fairly awkward at the time. I get it sounds porny as fuck, but honestly if you saw her mom, you’d be like “oh yeah. no one would make that porn.”

That Time I had Good Sex With a Person I Liked…and GIFS! [MF]

Let me start by saying what this story doesn’t include- I don’t fuck my secretary, or my secretary’s secretary, or my secretary’s secretary’s step daughter. I don’t have a ‘pretty average’ 14.5 inch dick, and I don’t causally reference my low-key super ripped cross fitter bod. My partner in the fuckery doesn’t have incredibly firm, but also supple, DDDDD boobs, but I’ve always thought she’s beautiful, because she is. I’ve changed her name and the cities, but that’s it. I liked the woman in this story when I fucked her, and I know she’ll read this story (what’s up Brielle!) because she told me to tell her when I published it, and I still liked her when I saw her at the gym this morning. And away we go!

Bumble Worked in Asia [MF]

*I figured while I am working on an experience to post for the April contest, since that seems like the only way to get to the top of the sub now, I’d put this one back up. But legit, and I’m not complaining, I just think it’s weird- there use to be quite a few stories that were well-written, or at least trying to be well-written on this sub. Now, most of the time it seems like absurdist porny bull-shit or men writing, fairly poorly, as women.*

*This was PC (pre-corona), but it was a fun couple of days.*

It had been a busy 3 or 4 months of traveling for work and fucking hasn’t been very high on my priority list, but shortly before flying back to the US for Christmas, I figured I’d fire up Bumble and roll those swipey dice. It feels like some days your stock is up, and sometimes it’s down, but for a little over 26 hours on December 13th, 2017, my fuck stock was a full-on bull market.

[F]ucking [M]y Waitress After She Made-out With Her Ex-Boyfriend: Part III (with a gif!!!1!)

[PART I HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fnnc5w/fucking_my_waitress_with_pics_wut_a_story_in_4_or/)

This story takes place between Part I and Part II

[PART II HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fp0uph/fucking_my_waitress_on_a_wednesday_afternoon_part/)

*It’s funny how fall does this, isn’t it? How summer slowly retreats in the shifting light, and duller color of the leaves, and with it that sense of newness and excitement that came with summer. Fall feels old and worn in. You’ve been here before- for better or worst. The shorter days and the cooler evenings. I’m pushing through my 30s now and the onset of fall still hits me with the same sense of nostalgia it did when I was 8, and like when I was 8, it’s a nostalgia for a past I’m not sure ever existed. What was my heart aching for when I was just a little kid kicking leaves in the gutter? As I walked to 3rd grade. What am I longing for now as I sit here wondering about her, and I watch clouds roll and fade over the mountains, and what is this ache for a past that I know wasn’t what I remember it to be.*

[F]ucking [M]y Waitress On A Wednesday Afternoon. Part II (with pictures and a couple of gifs)

[Part I is here!!! Hey oh!](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fnnc5w/fucking_my_waitress_with_pics_wut_a_story_in_4_or/)

*It’s nothing special. It’s not contrived. It started a little rough, got a little more rough, and ended with me laughing as I wiped my cum off her. My hands smelled like her pussy as I sat in a meeting afterwards. WE had moved past the initial awkwardness that always accompanies the first couple weeks of dating. It’s short, but maybe sweet? I don’t know, familiar sex, the sex you easily fall into and then out of before coffee or after dinner- sometimes is what I remember the most.*

I was in town and had a couple of hours off. She texted me. “Come fuck me, daddy.”

So I did.

She told me she was smooth for me. Sent me pictures to prove it. She told me she had her collar on and sent me another picture. Texted me that she wanted it rough. Wanted to be treated like a slut. That she had laid out her ball-gag, her glass dildo, her blindfold. “Pretend you hate me,” she wrote me.

PART II: I [M37] Violently Fucked An Inexperienced [F34]Mormon Mom (pics inside!)[MF]

[Part I here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fm263p/i_m37_violently_fucked_an_inexperienced_mormon/)

Ok this took forever, and I legit have not proofread or edited it. Writing about it made me remember how fucking intense it was.

Also I guess deleted her old account this last year but she sent me some pictures yesterday for this post.

[https://imgur.com/a/ZhcApkN](https://imgur.com/a/ZhcApkN)

And just a couple more because TIDDDDDDDIES!

[https://imgur.com/a/Ik3wbSG](https://imgur.com/a/Ik3wbSG)

*I tear my mouth off of her and grab her by the hair, forcing her to kneel on the floor, her back pressed across the edge of the bed. I stand over her and her eyes look violent and I bring my hand across her face hard enough that it shocks her for a second before she inhales and smiles. “Did you think I’d fucking let you cum?!” I say as I grab my dick and smack it across her cheek. Across her mouth. And across her cheek again. She instinctively opens her mouth thinking I was going to put my cock into her, but all she gets is a mouthful of my saliva as I bring my face close to her and spit on her over and over again. I smear my hand across her wet mouth and lips. “You don’t get daddy’s cock yet! You’ve done nothing to fucking earn that!” and I grab her by her throat so she’s standing naked and wet in front of me. The back of her knees pressed against the edge of the bed. Her tits tight against my chest and my dick, throbbing and slick, sliding against the top of her pussy. “You’re about to earn it though,” as my hand firmly holds her throat and she smiles.*

[F]ucking [M]y Waitress (With Pics! WUT?!). A Story in 4 or 5 Parts- Maybe 6? Repost.

***I’ll finish the second part of*** [***this experience***](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fm263p/i_m37_violently_fucked_an_inexperienced_mormon/) ***today.***

***I apologize this is a repost, if anyone on here has read it before. It just takes me a lot of time to write my experiences, and I’ve really wanted to finish up this one and have kept putting it off. Figured if I put out there again, and with all the time I currently have on my hands, I’ll be able to finally wrap it up.***

I met her almost three years ago. She was my server. Lame, I know, but stick with me on this. I’ve always made it a point not to hit on servers. Every semi-attractive women I’ve ever known who’s waited tables, or tended bar has complained to me about guys hitting on them. It’s always seemed unfair to hit on a woman who’s literal job is to serve you. Like it seems weirdly rapey in way. So I never have.