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[F]ucking [M]y Married Neighbor When She Came Over To Borrow A Blender

*Figured I’d repost another story from a couple of years ago. I hope that’s an ok thing to do. Being stuck in my house most of the day made me think of this again and how nice it’d be to have something like this happen right now.*

Two days ago we fucked. I was inside her. I felt her nails dig into my back as she shivered. Her thighs wrapped around me. Pulling me tighter into her. Everything about her was so smooth. So soft.

Yesterday as she was pulling out of her driveway she rolled down her window and gave me a wink.

An hour ago, as I mowed my lawn, I watched her buckle her 4 year old boy into the backseat, give me a shy smile, and get into the car with her husband. It’s smokey here in the west. The sound of the lawnmower whirred through the suffocating air. Deadening the sounds of road construction and traffic. Her husband looked over and gave me a ‘bro wave.’ He doesn’t know. I probably shouldn’t have done this. Read more »

I [M37] Violently Fucked An Inexperienced Mormon Mom [F34][MF] Part I

*With this whole quarantine happening I thought I’d try to write an experience I had last year as detailed as possible. I mean we all have to do our part to keep each other entertained right? I did this as mostly a writing assignment for myself, but I hope it works. Also a little Walt Whitman for fun. This is part one, so dont DM me pisssed off that it didn’t fuck to completion. I’ll finish the second part in a day or two.*

Look I get it, a bar is a weird place to start a fuck-story starring a Mormon mom, but c’est la vie.

This story is more r/holyshitthatwasafunthursdaynight than r/gonewildstories, since it’s literally about fucking a woman I met at a bar, but I promised her I’d write about it, and because I’m lazy as fuck it’s taken me… oh I don’t know… 10 months? So here it is Casey. After you read this, I better get some sweet sweet noodz. Read more »

[MF] Backpacking Through Asia and Roughfucking the Girl of My Dreams. Long

This is a repost. I posted this a couple of year ago, but deleted it when I stopped posting on this sub. I figured there might be some people as bored as I am right now who might appreciate it. I’ll have a new story up tonight or tomorrow.

Also I’ve bolded the sexy sex sex sex. Also, also, trigger warning. Are we still doing trigger warnings? Light spanking, slapping, and name calling. Just want to be clear with that. Here! We! Go!

The summer after I finished college, I decided to buy a little yamaha motorcycle in Indonesia, embark from Jakarta and take 4 months to ride it to Sumba. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life, I had more or less failed out of college, and had watched most of my friends head to New York for investment banking jobs- you know- to “get jump on things” or some shit. I felt a summer and fall spent surfing and working on (in retrospect) really, really, I mean fucking really, bad poetry was better than whatever I did, but mostly did not, have going on. I got a hold of some austrian guy who had a bike for sale in jakarta, bought a ticket, packed a duffel, and took off. Read more »

[MF] The Time She Demanded I Put Her On A Leash Before I Fucked Her.

Yo I get that pretty much everyone but me is here for the sexy, sexy details. Feel free to skip down to the line of asterisk for the smut.

Part 1 is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cbi1wu/mf_that_time_i_fell_in_love_part_1_with_pictures/)

Part 2 is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ct63f6/mf_the_time_i_got_a_hand_job_in_a_public_hot/)

I Got A BlowJob While Her Sister Watched This Morning [MFF]ish

Alright. Deep fucking breath. I’m a bit hesitant to write about what just happened because 1) I’m still pretty shook and 2) it’s porny as fuck and I’m kind of sitting here, at my office, wondering if it actually happened. And like I’ve written a lot on this sub and it’s important to me that I don’t lose credibility. Oh! And 3) there is no way Im going to write about this and in a way I’m proud of because I don’t want to take the time to think of the just right adjectives- but what the fuck. I’m not going to edit this or get all fucking Tom Robbins on this. In the words of Pontius Pilot to Jesus Christ. Just the facts. Let’s do this! Down vote all you want. Read more »

[MF] That Time I Fell In Love: Part 1 (with pictures)

I have a confession. This is a story I posted well over a year ago (then quickly deleted) and over the course of the last year I’ve posted several stories about this relationship. I treated it, in those stories, like it was a casual thing, but in reality, it wasn’t. For almost three years it was everything to me and then I fucked it up. Or maybe I fucked it up from the beginning. Or maybe I didn’t. Maybe we both did. Maybe you can be the right person for the right person but it’s the wrong time? It doesn’t matter now. We promised not to talk to each other again. We’ve blocked each other’s iMessages, and instagrams, and WhatsApps messages, and emails (did you even know you could do that? block an email?). Mutual Assured Relationship Destruction. I’ve tried to forget her address so I don’t send postcards or letters when I visit places or memories we shared. I didn’t send her postcards from Spokane, or Portland, or Boise this summer. I didn’t text her when a band we had seen in a dive bar in Wyoming was playing at my hotel in Austin two weeks ago. I’ve stopped googling her. Mostly. I’ve stopped looking through the gone wild posts she made for me right after we met. Mostly. I don’t look at her new boyfriends instagram or the instagram of the restaurant she works at hoping to catch a glimpse of her in the background of a picture. I don’t look at the blog she had as an undergrad. That would be a crazy thing to do. I don’t cry when I find a random picture of her I forgot about on an old phone. I don’t look at his house on google maps. I don’t think about her in there fucking him or sitting on the porch with him as the sun sets on a hot summer evening. I don’t do that anymore. I never did that. That also would be crazy. And even though we haven’t spoken for almost 4 months now, my head still reels when I think about her. At 1 am, the moon light glinting through my open window, a breeze stirring the leaves and branches of the live oak in my yard, and then the curtains in this room- I’m hoping she is laying next to him. Awake. Staring out the window. Thinking about me. She isn’t. Right? Maybe she is? She’s asleep? She’s asleep. Sleeping on her left side, the blanket kicked lazily off of her while he lays next to her. Two pillows under her head. Always two pillows. Her small shallow breaths. The involuntary twitch of her left leg. At 3 am she’ll get up and get a drink of water. She always did. She always does. It still hurts. It really hurts. It’s not the stabbing pain that left me breathless anymore. It’s more of a dull ache that resurfaces with a memory, or smell, or a song like someone pushing into a forgotten bruise. On nights like this I really miss her. Read more »

[MF] The Time I Cheated On My Girlfriend With Our Waitress

This happened last fall. I just thought of it the other day because I got a text from her asking me when I was coming back into town.

It had been ending for a year. Ever since we decided we could make a long distance relationship work. We couldn’t. Our face timing got shorter, our texts were spaced farther and farther apart, and I was almost positive she had started to fuck some dude she worked with at her restaurant. We had begun to fight a lot. Little snippy passive aggressive bullshit here and there, but then once or twice a week I’d randomly get a snap from her with a her finger in her pussy “come fuck me daddy.” I don’t know. It’s hard to end a relationship, even when it’s already ended and you both just need to accept it.

Backpacking through asia and hardfucking the girl of my dreams [MF]

I deleted this story a year ago because it felt weirdly too personal. There is a second and third part but i couldnt find them online.

[slight trigger warning: this story contains light slapping, choking, and spanking. If you’re into that, like I am… holla! But if you’re not, i’ll offset those parts with a ***** so you can skip past it or skip to it. whatever floats your boat]

The summer after I finished law school, I decided to buy a little yamaha motorcycle in Indonesia, embark from Jakarta and take 4 months to ride it to Sumba (where my Indophiles at?). Since I didn’t start my job until January, I felt rather than feverishly studying for the bar with all my fellow striving future barristers, my time would be better spent looking for surf spots, drinking some bintang, and working on (in retrospect) really, really, I mean fucking really, bad poetry. I packed a duffel, got a hold of some austrian dude who had a bike for sale in jakarta, and headed over. Read more »

[MF] That time I had pretty good sex with a woman I liked… plus gifs!!!!!1!

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!