That time [M]y very conservative girl[F]riend wanted to try watching porn

Becky: “I want to watch porn!”

Me: “Excuse me, you want to do what?”

Becky: “You heard me, I want to watch porn and touch myself…”

From any other girl I wouldn’t have second guessed this request, but Rebekah, or Becky as I usually call her, has, and will always be, a “good girl”. She’s from a very conservative Christian family. She goes to church every Sunday and holds true to a certain set of beliefs about sex and relationships. Well, she’s made a few modifications. Importantly, she’s not against premarital sex (or I wouldn’t be telling you this story), she can be a very sexual girl, but she has a rules.

1. No oral sex, giving or receiving. It’s not clean… or some nonsense.
2. Nothing but PIV sex period.
3. No birth control of any kind. It’s pull out method or nothing. If Jesus wants her to have a baby, then she will.
4. She’ll do missionary or doggy, anything else is too “slutty”.
5. She’s never used a sexy toy, or masturbated, without a man in the room to encourage her to do so.
6. When you pull out, you better get cum on her breasts.

That time my date [F]rom the internet was way too hot for [M]e

It all started with one of those dating websites. I opened my account one day to find that a very, very (x6) attractive girl (Jasmine P.) had, “liked”, “matched, “swiped right” or said “hey” (being vague as to not endorse a specific site) to my profile. I eagerly checked out her profile, and like most guys I instantly went through all her pics. If this was really her, she was fucking (excuse my nearly flawless French) gorgeous. Way too hot for me, for sure. But whatever, we’re soul mates I bet. I bet she read my profile and we had so many common interests that she saw past my unconventionally average to medium good looks and decided we should make babies together.

So I stared at her pics for a few more minutes before reading down her page. She had taken quite a bit of care to fill out every detail, sub-section and favorite that the site asked for. As I read though, my hopes of an instant connection and babies faded, as I realized we were total opposites. She liked fine dining, art, traveling and expensive things, and I like making furniture, drinking beer in dive bars and watching countless hours of sci-fi movies and tv. At some point I came to realize our connection must have been a technical error made by the internet gremlins.

That time a girl [F]rom Holland came to visit [M]e

So, Last week I wrote a post about meeting a Dutch girl, named Anna, in [Vegas](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8put5r/that_time_i_met_a_girl_from_holland_in_vegas/)… But you don’t need to read that to understand the backstory.

Met cute Dutch girl in a dance club, her friends tell me she had just caught her fiance cheating with his 2nd girlfriend and she went to vegas to blow off some steam. I was “off some steam” that weekend. And while we did oral and touching, she wasn’t ready for PIV sex because she was only a week out from her break-up. Anyway…

After Vegas she went back to Holland and I went back to LA. We emailed and texted a bit here and there, but she was going through her separation, starting over, moving and had a few other things on her plate. Every so often we’d text on Skype and we even had Skype sex a hand full of times. But over the course of a few months she sort of faded away. I started dating someone, she started dating someone… and that was it… Then why the hell am I writing about it??

That time I [M]et a girl [F]rom Holland in Vegas.

My best friend Dan had insisted on taking me to Vegas to help me get over a very, very long term relationship I was in (9 years). The last year or so of that had been pretty bad and I was still in a bit of a funk as far as dating and women.

Once we were in Vegas, it was a typical experience for late 30s guys. We’d walk around the pool, looking at women, drinking, getting dirty looks, and eating lots of crap. I think we gambled, and drank more somewhere in there, but it’s all a bit of a blur. At night we decided to try our luck at the dance club at the hotel we were at.

First of all, let me say, Dan and I aren’t cool kids. We’re pretty average people who don’t know the first thing about being cool. But Dan has lots of tattoos and about a month prior we were at a bar in LA and some random guy (Brandon) started talking to Dan because he liked one of his tattoos and wanted to know who his artist was because he wanted some touch-up work done. After a night of drinking and chatting Brandon took off after saying “Hey, I’m the bar manager at a club in Vegas, at *Hotel-X*. If you guys are ever there, just tell the door and they’ll take care of you”.

That time I [F]ound out [M]y ex was stalking me – Part 2

This is a followup to my previous post – [here]([https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8kpohh/that_time_i_found_out_my_ex_was_stalking_me/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8kpohh/that_time_i_found_out_my_ex_was_stalking_me/)) – about the night I found out my ex, Beth (not her real name), was stalking me. I couple people wondered. So, to fill in the gaps… This was 4-5 years ago, she didn’t get pregnant, yes I was stupid, and yes, I found here parked outside my house several times over the next few months, and things got really, really… weird (so she did become an actual stalker). But! That doesn’t mean I didn’t enjoy that last night we had together.

The events of my previous story started around 7pm, and if you read through that story and do the math, assuming I’m a relatively decent lover (or eater of apps at the sushi bar), we finished that story somewhere around 11:30pm. And to be honest, that’s my bed time. I’m only pointing that out so you don’t think I’m the type of guy that falls asleep right after sex with a beautiful woman. But, well, I feel asleep right after.

That time I [F]ound out [M]y ex was stalking me.

This happened about 4 or 5 years ago, but sticks in my head as something memorable. So, my ex and I had the perfect relationship for about 3 months. She was passionate, caring, sweet, adorable and most of all, had an insanely high sex drive. But that all went to crap for the last two months, when she got hyper jealous and super hostile anytime I asserted even a sliver of independence from her. Eventually, her insecurity turned to aggression and threats… This caused our break up when it got to the point that I wasn’t even allowed to have a weeknight drink with my best friend without her accusing me of “banging some whore” and threatening to trash my stuff. So it ended, and she seemed to go away pretty painlessly.

The [MF] patient wingman and the conservative girl (part 2)

A few days ago I wrote [This story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8hgkyy/41_m_the_patient_wingman_and_the_conservative_girl/) about a conservative Asian girl I met at a bar with my friend. Just to fill in a few gaps. This is a completely true story about a girl I met a couple of years ago, and we ended up dating for a few months. And those first few dates really stuck in my head…

On the night we met, we were woken up at 6am, by her friend who needed to go. We exchanged numbers, but to be honest, the conversation was so hard most of the night we met, that I didn’t really try and reach out to her for an actual date.

But Dan had other ideas. 2 weeks later Dan asked me to meet him for a few Friday night drinks. I thought this was just going to be a happy hour, chill session. But Dan had invited Carla (the Latin girl he met) and she brought Vanessa. She was pretty much a different person than the first time we met. Her overly shy/conservative nature was gone and she was talkative, flirty and playful. While Dan and Carla were pretty much Eskimo kissing and doing god knows what under the table with their hands, Vanessa and I were getting pretty buzzed on good wine and getting to know each other. Finally Carla had enough foreplay and suggested her and Dan go back to Dan’s house. We got a quick “You two going to be ok?” A few nods and they left. After another drink, I suggested Vanessa and I head back to my place, since it was pretty close by. She agreed..

41 [M] The patient wingman and the conservative girl

My best friend Dan insisted we go to a bar so he could try and meet women. The night went well, and he struck up a conversation with a cute latin girl. And being the good wingman, I kept trying to entertain her very conservative and slightly stand-offish Asian girlfriend (Vanessa). The night went long at the bar and at 2am, my friend and the Latin girl said “hey, we’re going to go back to Dan’s house and drink some more” I was like “Cool”, but her best friend seemed put off by it.

Back at Dan’s the two new love birds made a B-line for his bedroom and before we knew it, Vanessa and I were alone in his living room. We made more awkward small talk and I got us some red wine to sip. The moaning intensified from the bedroom and it only made our situation more awkward. “I have a feeling you’re going to end up staying over, there’s a spare room, I can set you up” I had sort of given up at that point. She said “ok..show me where it is.” We walked into Dan’s spare room and I moved a few boxes he had put on the bed and made the room more presentable. Vanessa surveyed the room and as if to give approval, then said “Are you going to sleep in here with me?”. I was a bit shocked, because the way she said it was more inviting than I had expected. So I said, “If you want” and she replied “I want”… and I walked over to her, us standing next to the bed and leaned down and kissed her.