Under the surface of every shy one, lurks a freak and I found one [MF]

Back in 2020 when the first wave had just started, i was one of the few lucky ones whose life was kinda amazing! My flatmate had left and I was living in a 2 bedroom flat in the center of the city all by myself, still paying only my half of the rent! I was working 50% of my hours and making 90% of my wages! I had loads of free time and some really good spring weather! I was also in the midst of a violent slut phase and going on 3-4 dates a week!

One of these dates happened to be with Anni – I was sitting in the park, reading a book when a notification pinged on my phone. Here was a match with this cute German girl – big blue/green eyes, blonde/brownish hair, a cute smile and what’s more she even texts first! by this point my tinder game was pretty strong and routine. We exchanged a few texts and set up a park date in a couple of days! As I was just lazying about in the park by myself, we continued chatting. She asked something about ice cream and whether i was a licker or a biter, and I didn’t need a 2nd invitation to push this conversation in a sexual direction. Her response wasn’t the most enthusiastic and over the next couple of days, I met with resistance each time I tried to escalate conversations into a sexual direction.

“Jesus wept! I think I am addicted to your cum” [MF]

Claire & I were like magnets! We were very different from one another, but from the time we met till I got together with my present girlfriend, at least one of us has been unable to keep our hands off each other.

We met on Hinge, 2-3 years ago! I have a thing for redheads – an obsession I haven’t been able to shake thanks to a psychotic nympho (not Claire) I met in my 23rd summer, travelling around Ireland – it sounds ludicrous but my young balls actually needed an icepack by the time she was done with me.

So anyway, my initial exchange with Claire was pretty dry! I was hooked to her gorgeous hair and long legs but she wasn’t much of a texter and we hadn’t built up any rapport before our date. I wasn’t expecting a lot as I made my way to this cocktail bar. Halfway through the date, I kissed her, and it was like flipping a switch. This girl became instantly horny!

Dipping [m]y pen in company ink [f] – Part 2

This is part 2 of the story ([Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/w8ie2w/dipping_my_pen_in_company_ink_f_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)) I posted a few days ago with Dani, who worked in my team as my subordinate. This is another long read, as I am obviously incapable of being succinct. Hope you enjoy it :)
As soon as we left the scene of the crime, I started feeling a strong sense of guilt and anxiety. I couldn’t stop thinking about what had just happened! When we go out, Becs is the last person I drop, coz she lives nearby! After dropping a couple people off, I paid the driver and let him go, and then started dilly-dallying about dropping Becs off to the point where she goes all “dude! you are creeping me out! What’s up!” And then I spilled my guts! I told her everything that happened in Part 1 (without going into all the saucy details) and went down the “I’m going to hell…” route.

Dipping [m]y pen in company ink [f] – Part 1

I don’t have much patience for rules, especially when it comes to partying and/or getting my dick wet. But one rule I’ve always believed in and parroted often is the fabled “do not dip your pen in company ink” – I feel mixing pleasure and work can get ugly very quickly and it does more often than not. Does that mean I practiced what I preached? Hell no! this is a story from one of the many times I’ve let my dick outsmart my brain!

My first proper job was at this hip tech upstart. They saw themselves as a Google competitor and did everything to emulate its work-culture and success – insane perks, lots of office parties, bier Fridays, regular offsites – you name it, they had it. The idea was to make it very easy to spent most of your time at work and/or with workmates. I quit that job 2 years in, to try my hand at freelance travel writing (i know) but I grew close to a lot of my work colleagues.

BJs & Bruises! Thrills & French kisses [MF]

So I’m sat here at an airport on a 4 hour layover and extremely sleep deprived. I’m meant to be working on a book I’ve been trying to write for 2 years but my dick won’t stop twitching! So what am I gonna do? Same thing I always do – give in to every distraction and share a recent sexy-times story with you lot!

I came in my Tinder date twice after she claimed “I’m not gonna fuck you” [MF]

Long time lurker, first time poster! I legit struggle with brevity so bear with me – will try to keep this short as possible.

BACKGROUND (jump to *** for sexy times)

I’m not drop dead gorgeous but reasonably attractive. I don’t work out anymore but have one of those bodies that naturally stays in shape. I belong to a minority race so that tends to work against me a little but I get a fair deal of attention on dating apps. I matched with this girl on Tinder and hit it off immediately – we’ll call her Vicky. Vicky is a Swede of Lithuanian descent. She’s a straight up 9/10 in pictures. Blonde, blueish-green eyes, great lips and a button nose. She is neither skinny nor plump. Bonus: she practices pole dance for fun, which means she can bend into all kinds of shapes (i knew this since before we met).