Author: SpirulinaCartolina

[FMM] I was double penetrated while on the phone to my [M] boyfriend.

It feels odd to be writing this because, so far, none of the partners shared in my tales have still been in my life. But this is an account of a revelatory experience for me and my current partner, Lucas.

When I was 29, Lucas and I had been together for about a year and a half, and this would be the first time I’d maintained a relationship with someone who had the same sexual appetite as I had, and the same interest in experimentation. I have a history of spontaneous sex that I very much cherish, but by this point, Tinder was a thing, sex positive discourse was spreading, and people were becoming more organised, pragmatic, and open about their sexuality. All of which is wonderful news, but this coupled with a long term relationship had meant that being picked up or seduced seemed a more distant prospect than it ever had. Read more »

[FM] Teasing the builder.

Just a short one, today. A fleeting encounter. The dialogue is paraphrased.

At 25 or possibly 26 I was living in a one-bedroom flat in this charming Victorian house. There were a couple of other flats, mine was the first floor, and more spacious than a lot of the places I’ve lived in. The landlord was a guy named Alan, also more accommodating than most of the landlords I’ve met. He was good at repairs and responding when I needed something, the rent wasn’t too bad, and he actually cared about the building too. He was invested in maintaining the original building work, and had quite an ethos against cheap renovations.

Prior to this I had encountered his builder, Tom, once. I’d guess Tom was in his early 30s and ran a sustainable building initiative of the sort that Alan was extremely into. Working with old materials, lime, that sort of thing. Tom was a well spoken and educated guy, and worked in a tight t-shirt and dungarees that looked just adorable. Read more »

[FFM] My first big breakup, my first threesome, my first woman, my first man over the age of 60, my first giant cock

Adam and I got together when I was 23, during our first time at Glastonbury Festival. We made out during Flaming Lips, and we kept making out, and kept seeing each other, until it became clear to us and everyone around us that we were indeed in a relationship. He was a couple of years younger than me. It was fun for several months. We’d talked about going back for our first anniversary, but by that time things had gotten pretty sour. We were arguing constantly; Adam’s drinking was taking a toll. I wasn’t enjoying drinking that much, and usually opted to retreat to the bedroom when he inevitably insisted on getting some cans in. It made him irritable and hostile, which (as well as finding empty Oranjeboom cans all over the house I shared with two friends who weren’t that keen on him) made me irritable and hostile. So we fought a lot. I told him that I wasn’t prepared to get drunk in a field for three days with things the way they are. He went by himself, and I spent our anniversary watching films. Read more »

[F] I masturbated outdoors exclusively for 2 months when I was 20.

I’ve loved the comments and DMs in response to [the story I posted yesterday](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/voyjnm/fm_in_my_first_year_of_university_i_fucked_a_much/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) and I want to keep sharing. This is a much less complicated memory for me. I loved writing it out and reliving it, and hope you appreciate it as well.

For my second year of University I moved out of halls and into a house share. I was a stranger to my housemates, but the place was very close to an enormous public green space with plenty of woodland, a few historic buildings, open air fields, and great paths that people would take for walking, running, and cycling. This was when I got into running, first thing every morning. It was my introduction to regular exercise.

Well, it turns out that exercise makes me really horny. Being in the fresh air with lots of grass and trees around also, it seems, makes me very, very horny. For the first couple of weeks, I would get through the door, run upstairs, and fuck myself on my bed after each run. After that, maybe reinforced by habit and context, I’d be overwhelmed about halfway through and need to stop. Read more »

[FM] In my first year of University, I fucked a much older married man in his home.

I chose the name Cartolina for this account. It means postcard. I made it because I wanted to share some stories from my past and eventually, from my present. So these are my dirty postcards to you. I’ll call myself Cat, and I’ll be changing the names of everyone involved. But I will make sure details are as true to my recollection as possible.

I was 19, and a few weeks into my first term at University. Young Cat is 5’5”, slender but wide-hipped with very short black hair and glasses, wears short shorts or tight jeans and oversized band tees (yes, I was embarrassed about my small tits), and has a perky round butt she’s lowkey very pleased with. I had settled into a little group of friends from my course which included Dan, a guy with designs on being a street artist. Read more »