Silver Fox fucks my brains out [FM]

I’ve always been told I’m too western minded to be in this part of Asia. Everyone seems convinced that I’d be happier living in the US. They pick on my accent, my interests, my tastes. In turn, I also wondered if Americans would like me more than the locals do in Singapore.

I swear, I’ve done my best to get some variety in my ‘harem rotation’, I really have. Somehow the white guys rub me a bit wrong and I don’t feel like meeting them in the end.

I’d imagine moving to the States and really becoming a full time slut. Then I’d come back to reality and remember that my place is decided by money and whether I have it.

Kev is from the States. He’d come to Singapore a while ago for work, and was back to do more of the same. He tells me its longer term this time so he’s brought his wife and kids over.

I mean, sure, judge me for fucking a married man. The fidelity of his marriage is not my responsibility. Plus, all the men I fuck are the ones coming to me.

[MFM]: the long overdue do-over.

(I started writing this last week)

This morning I woke up with a slightly sticky throat; a sensation I’ve avoided for 3 months because I’d been preserving my voice for a slew of singing gigs. The tension in my shoulders for 3 weeks; gone. My hips are so relaxed that my booty is pointing up higher today.

Knowing the type of place I’m posting this in, you know I’m about to tell you what kind of fucking I got last night. I didn’t know a serious pounding would take all my knots away.

The Who

A couple of years ago Max texted me on reddit. His message was semi-formal for a DM slide. And that was way above my expectations because I’d grown accustomed to words from beyond the Hardon Haze. He’d left 2 pictures.

I honestly thought I was about to get catfished. To this day, Max is the most beautiful man I know. Every time I tell him something to that effect he totally doesn’t believe me.

What a difference a month makes [MF]

Do people really ignore their needs when they get busy? I feel like they dont. Theres always a man who said he had no time for sex so he rubbed a quick one out and got back to work.

This is the dude from my previous posts. https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xhxjs1/mf_chasing_12_os/

Nothing but frustration from SGSwingers

It’s been almost a month since he’s fucked me.

That said, I’d been pushed away alot of times by the guy who is supposed to be making sure his woman is fulFilled. He said he has to work extended hours over the weekend and was pretty tired anyway. There were so many excuses.

“I don’t want you to be tired.”
“I don’t want to make a habit of using you and leaving.”
“I really can’t slip away for too long.”

You know what? I’d had enough. Work means he’d be away from home and have a guaranteed lunch break. When a woman isn’t given what she wants, she will go get it herself.

The Rebound Fuck [MF]

This happened some time back. I had let myself believe that a guy I’d been fucking, was truly single and unmarried at age 40. That he was into the idea of catching feelings. That he possibly had feelings for me.

We’d had dinner. He took me on a stroll. It seemed romantic. He found a bench that was isolated. I sat down and my hand landed on his thigh. He began gripping my hand tightly.

He told me my suspicion of his married status was right. He had kids. He even fucked her once after I drained him and told the tale. This was a guy who only fucked raw.

The argument ended because my friends were waiting for me at a bar for a birthday. Dare I say he held back tears? He was a full grown man, all I did was chide him about how there was too much uncertainty about whether any of us were still clean. Me? Slut taking a few dicks a week? Lol.

I was furious but pretending I was fine. Then I told my trusty pussy owner. Let’s call him Dre. You remember him. Has the deed to my pussy?

[MF] Chasing 12 Os

After my public proclamation of pain and loss, I was eager to get past it. I guess I’m lucky that I live in dark spaces full of lecherous men. Each offering to top the 10 orgasms, yet none really knowing how to. Nothing new; more of the same.

One man suggested that I should flip the script. In theory, if I were not a Sub, I’d have better control of who I would cum for. I’d never really taken control before. It was all the more strange for a man to offer his submission to me in such uncertain terms.

I’d teased him. He hadn’t let his load out. We met up for lunch somewhere near a mosque. Friday prayers brought a hoarde of men to the shop beside the hotel. He pointed out that they were all facing away from the hotel, as if to pretend sin didn’t beckon and coax all the same.

He had a curfew and I had a party to attend. Barely any time to waste. We’d rinsed off and after a brief kiss, I’d remembered; I was here to dominate. I told him to sit up in the middle of the bed.

Ten to One [MF]

M was doubting the source of my orgasms from the last run. He wondered if I cummed because of him, or because of the toy. I did my best to explain that it wouldn’t be the same with someone else. He wasn’t convinced.

This time I didn’t have the luxury of setting up the plug for play. So I didn’t bring it. I took half the day off and wore the skimpiest thing I owned. Spaghetti strap, criss-cross bust and empire waist skater dress. It’s hard to dress like a slut when a girl is plus sized, but with boobs, I think I managed.

At the hotel we rinsed off the sweat and cuddled. He said he would tease me with his tongue. I obliged. It was over quickly because he didn’t want me cumming anywhere but on his dick.

I got on top. Whadya know? He counted my orgasms up to 3 and asked me if I’d like to break our previous record. I almost screamed “YES”.

He moaned with me on that 4th one and I looked at him, wondering if he finished. “Don’t worry, I’m not done yet”. I bit my lip and rode him again, excited by how he blueballed himself just for a 5th O. I gripped the headrest. He pounded upwards, unrelenting, all the way through my orgasm.

Got a quickie in before my dad arrived home [FM]

“can you write shorts?”

“challenge accepted”

I think it was during the year I was 18 or 19. My boyfriend had left to flight school in Canada and it had been months since there was any regular conversation. I was bored. I flipped my imaginary address book filled with the phone numbers of my primary schoolmates. I wondered if they were still around. I opened fb. It was before any apps were made. I found a group with my primary schoolmates in it and creeped on profiles. Haha yes. Girls do it too.

I pinged Manny. We were in the same kindergarten with Seth actually. The only thing we had in common was one silly performance where somehow the 3 of us were skipping around the stage holding hands. I was in the middle. He seemed to be online, for whatever reason. No time was wasted. He wanted to know if I ever got with Seth. Idk how that was supposed to happen. Seth was sorta cool and he had friends; I never had a reason to speak to him. Manny said it should’ve been possible because Seth and I went to the same secondary school. Manny went to another school.

How I Became Me [MF]

It’s probably no secret that my readers will decide to PM me on a whim. I have nothing against it; in fact, I enjoy chatting with random people. I like to think of it as my informal study of the male psyche. Hahah. I’ve been asked many odd things in these chats. Odd. Such an understated summary of it all.

I once joked that Reddit is like my passive income means of getting PMs from guys. I could post nothing for weeks and still get the attention of a horny bloke. Unlike other platforms where the code blocks attention coming my way. Yo Dating App Devs! If you think you can ‘discipline’ me into generating content for your masses without pay, you must be delirious.

Anyway, recently the most common question I got was about why I’m so much more sex positive and open than the population I live in. Why am I so cool with it? When did it start? And, more interestingly, what started me on becoming this malleable slut?

No sex but stayed slutty with a colleague [MF]

Things haven’t been sexy since the city went into semi lockdown. All of reddit is becoming *crazy* horny and I’m no exception. I’m one of those people stuck with a boss that doesn’t want to stop operations and be liable to pay salaries without things moving. So what can a slut do to get some action ‘legally’?

I’m still required to go to the office some days and that means I get to be on the bus. Or the train. Mmm cue the little flashbacks of some shinkansen hentai. Some are too violent but the prospect of getting off in a semi exposed way…

I could do it with someone in the office. Except I hadn’t worked on getting anyone between my legs before this.

You know what they say; desperate times call for desperate measures.

This guy Tony. Chinese guy, 26, about 165-170cm, skinny frame. Very into the kpop look but not as ‘prettyboy’ as they get. Cute AF. Doesn’t really have good English but when you get used to dumbing down your own English to get by in Singapore, it’s not really a problem.

I plugged my ass and met Ben. [fm]

I met Ben again. [The Yoni Masseur](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dqyknx/i_fucked_a_yoni_masseur/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x). [The original muse](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d444sb/slut_rebirth_with_first_successful_anal/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share). I’ve just learned that he’s what people call a Bull. A well endowed dude who can fuck a lady long and hard.

It’s been a month since my first retelling of Ben’s talents. I had to endure a fortnight of his absence before he returned. We had sex again. There was anal. But there was a little pain. Some time between that session and 3 days ago, he had suggested I buy a butt plug. Me being the usual slut I am, eager to please, I bought it.

I got a text from Ben while I was at night class on Thursday.

Ben: “Is it bad that I keep thinking of giving you anal? And fantasizing about giving you an explosive DP? With both of us taking turns to cum in your ass, or each one cumming in each hole”

Me: “Omg that sounds crazy but hot”

Ben: “The double creampie?”

Me: “Yeah. I want to be that slut some day.”

Ben: “Some day soon?”

Me: “I wish. I’m at class and I’ve got something on tomorrow.”