Author: taketomygrave

How I had the best sex of my life, and the moral implications of it. Part 2 [MF]

Previous story: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5k7dva/how_i_had_the_best_sex_of_my_life_and_the_moral/

First of all, whoa! I never imagined my long-winded story would attract as much attention as it did. Thank you to all of you who left words of support and feedback. I performed a mental fist pump each time a Redditor said I helped him/her get off. Part 2 picks up where I left off, and wraps up my adventures with Mindy. Go to the break for the sex you’re all here for.

So there we were, laying on the air mattress naked. I undoubtedly experienced the best sex of my life, all the evidence of that culminating in our combined fluids on my slick penis and damp pubic hair. Mindy was still panting, my shirt underneath her butt catching those fluids that dripped out. When the guilt slammed into me, I got up slowly and wobbly, and headed towards the bathroom.

I stepped into the shower and washed myself off, paying particular attention at lathering and rinsing my dick off. I used to love falling asleep after sex with my ex-gf, and my dick would be glistening and sticky as an arousing reminder of what happened. Now, all I could think about was how I had completely unprotected sex with a girl whose sexual health I had no clue, and the potentially catastrophic consequences of getting her pregnant or passing on an STD to my fiancée. Read more »

How I had the best sex of my life, and the moral implications of it [MF]

Long time lurker. Throwaway for reasons that will be obvious later. This is a story that I’d likely take to my grave were it not for this subreddit. Even though I don’t condone what happened, I want to write this story down lest the memories and details fade. There’s a fair amount of buildup to give some context, so bear with me. Names have been changed to protect the innocent and the guilty. Jump to the break for sexy times. TLDR: met a chick who was a friend of a friend. Grappled with moral conflicts and had the best sex of my life.

I moved to a new city at the start of 2016. This story had its genesis not long after that when my buddies who live semi-close organized a ski trip for a bunch of friends, and I tagged along, not knowing too many other people in my new city. One of my buddies was dating this girl named Lanh (no, the story is not about her), who hung out with us all the time, and was pretty much another guy in the group. Lanh had a large contingent of Vietnamese friends that we knew in passing through her, and frankly, my buddies and I weren’t too thrilled to be sharing the cabin with all of them as they tended to keep to themselves and always took forever to reach a group consensus for everything. Read more »