Pulling a Christmas Cracker [MF]

Ok, so some of you may have read the last story I posted on here about a Halloween hook up. If you’re not familiar with it, feel free to read it as background to this one: [Fucking Barbie in the arse [MF]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qf28kb/fucking_barbie_in_the_arse_mf)

Honestly though, the background isn’t too important so the TLDR of that story: I met a slutty zombie Barbie on Halloween night and ended up fucking her arsehole several hours later. I also fucked her multiple other times that night and all in all had a great Halloween.

Still, some of you wanted to hear more about what came after, so… This story loosely follows on from the Halloween hook-up except it’s set, as you may have guessed from the title, at Christmas. It’s like when a film studio makes a sequel to a hit movie and reuses the same plot but with a slightly different setting. Like Home Alone 2 did when he got stuck in New York rather than at home. I know Christmas was last week but we’re still in the 12 days of Christmas right? Call it one last gift to help you get through the first working week of the year.

Fucking Barbie in the arse [MF]

All Hallows’ Eve… A perfect night for going out on the pull. So many inhibitions are lost when it comes to the Halloween night out. Here in the UK, as with probably everywhere, girls just become that bit sluttier and up for doing that little bit more. Hooking up is just that much easier when everyone’s drunk and dressed up and confidence usually runs a little bit higher too. And this is something I had in abundance on a Halloween pub crawl back in the late 2000s.

Things were a bit different only a month or two earlier. I was at university and had barely made my mark in terms of getting with girls. I was a late bloomer for sure, hardly registering anything of note before arriving at uni. I was a shy and somewhat geeky kid, and talking to girls just did not come naturally. So when I moved across the country to my new home of four years, Liverpool, I was determined to change. Frankly, I was determined to get laid.

24 hours, 2 hotel rooms, 1 affair. Countless orgasms. (Part 2) [MF]

My heart was racing as I left my room and headed down the hotel stairwell to Ella’s room. I was so nervous that one of my other colleague’s would pass me and I’d be rumbled. I made it to Ella’s floor though and knew I was in the clear. She’d been joking that she wouldn’t let me in when I came down and we’d ran through different scenarios of how this would unfold. She’d answer the door completely naked… She’d leave the door unlocked and be on the bed masturbating for me… I’d burst in and manhandle her to the bed…

None of that happened. What happened instead was carrying on exactly as before. It was as if the 10 minute break didn’t even happen. I knocked on her door lightly and she opened it, dressed as she was before. I was happy with this because it meant removing every bit of clothing again. I entered and we began intensely kissing again. We’re talking tongues down each others’ throats intense. I slammed her against the wall and dropped my bag down, never breaking the kiss. I only stopped to close the door properly. Ella would later confess to me that every time a door closed leaving just the two of us in a room together, her panties were almost immediately flooded. Probably wasn’t the case this time however as her panties were still ringing wet from earlier.

24 hours, 2 hotel rooms (+ a train ride), 1 affair. Countless orgasms. (Part 1) [MF]

The December contest appeared conveniently as I’d started this already so I’ve put that flair on. As I can’t put two on, best be warned this isn’t a wholesome story and is very much centred on cheating as you may have guessed from the title.

So this is going to be long. So much so, I’m splitting into parts – I have no idea how many parts it’ll be for now but at least two. Hopefully you’ll stick with. There’s also a bit of background that’s worth your time – just check out my previous posts. I’m a sucker for build up and boy was there a lot of it here…

(last thing to note, the main action of this story starts quite far down)

So, my last post ended with me confirming an out of town conference. Technically it was out of country; I live in south England and the event was happening in Wales so, for those not familiar with the UK, this involved a short train journey across the border. Before this, although we were both obviously entangled in an affair, it was never quite as pre-meditated. Each encounter had just been a bit more raw passion and always very intense. This felt more wrong in the lead up but neither of us could help ourselves as we were lusting after one another hard. We were like a drug to each other and we were equally intoxicated by one another.

How a new job led to the best sex of my life [MF]

I’ve posted this on the gonewildstories subreddit but someone suggested I should post this elsewhere too, so I am… Quick warning, this is a long one and this is only one small part of the overall story.

People are always going on about how 2020 is completely bat shit crazy… but for me, it’s nothing compared to 2019. Technically this story actually starts in 2018 but that’s just a bit of build up. Speaking of which, if you want to skip some of that, head towards the ***** for the milder stuff and the ********** for the wilder stuff – I see others doing that on here, makes sense… Though really, the build up is often the best bit. I’ll continue posting bits of this story, assuming people are interested and I have the willpower to keep going. Mostly though, as I’ve said elsewhere, it’s just a way of me actually “telling” people this as it’s not something I’ve told many others.

Making her [F] husband wait as I [M] fucked her throat [MF]

This is another long post. When I start these, I think they’re going to be short but inevitably I recall so much detail and get lost in it and so they become longer. So, fair warning, this will be lengthy. Strap in tight…

So after weeks of flirting and then multiple encounters ([part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hxumzl/why_my_2019_was_much_crazier_than_2020_mf/), [part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i9ohk6/fucking_on_every_desk_in_the_office_continuing/) and [part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ier1c5/making_an_office_fantasy_into_reality_continuing/)) of varying degrees, it was safe to say I was in a full blown affair with Ella. Looking back, and even at the time, I’m just not sure how it happened. I was engaged to a girl I thought I loved, due to be married later that year, and she was ~~happily~~ married.

For those interested in more context and backstory… I’d been with my fiancée for a lot of years before this and engaged since 2016 – one of those long engagements where not a lot of planning took place until the year before (2018). Ella had been married almost a decade, having been with her partner for over a year before getting engaged and married within months of each other. Neither of us were particularly unhappy in our relationships but each acknowledged we had felt something missing. But through each other… Boy did we find the thing that was missing and then some.

[M]aking an office [F]antasy into reality – Continuing why [M]y 2019 was crazier than 2020 [MF]

I think this is becoming more and more episodic… so last two posts and background to this are here:

[Why [M]y 2019 was much crazier than 2020 [MF]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hxumzl/why_my_2019_was_much_crazier_than_2020_mf/)

[Fucking on every desk in the office – continuing why [M]y 2019 was crazier than 2020 [MF]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i9ohk6/fucking_on_every_desk_in_the_office_continuing/)

This one is a shorter encounter.

After walking away after part 2 where I’d fucked Ella across our team’s desks, I was still so turned on. On the drive home my cock grew from a semi to a raging hard on within minutes as I ran through everything that had just happened. It was almost uncomfortable to drive. As I got back to my house, I gave a “Honey I’m home!” to my fiancé and went upstairs to get changed and have a shower.

As I undressed and took down my boxers, my cock sprung up and slapped my body. My boxers were covered in a mix of precum, cum and Ella’s juices. The head of my cock was glistening still. I had to sort myself out in the shower straight away and my cock was still refusing to go down after I came a third time within an hour. I’d come to know this as the “Ella Effect”. I washed away the smell of sex and all the cum from me and then got on with my night like normal.

Fucking on every desk in the office – continuing why [M]y 2019 was crazier than 2020 [MF]

Beginning of this mad adventure is here: [Why [M]y 2019 was much crazier than 2020 [MF]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hxumzl/why_my_2019_was_much_crazier_than_2020_mf/)

That first post was a lot of build up, this one not so much. Though still, all of this is building up to something madder, hotter and downright powerful. If you’re not here for that and the backstory, just skip to the ************.

So after that Friday night, I expected things might be a little awkward between Ella and I on Monday morning. A line had definitely been crossed now. I was thinking as such as I walked away from her that night. I had just filled her mouth with a huge load of cum only minutes after she had came all over my hand, squirting all over. My shirt was still damp as I got into my own taxi.

I needn’t have thought about awkwardness though. We didn’t talk at all over the weekend but Monday rolled round and the atmosphere was completely… “normal”. This wasn’t just a quick office fling. After all, that wouldn’t make 2019 the craziest year of my life. Ella shot me a smile as I walked in the office and sat down. I smirked back at her (unintentionally) as cheekily as I could have done. We didn’t chat straight away, it wasn’t until I went to make my morning cup of coffee in the staff room. She came in shortly after and we talked to the others that were in there for a little bit, just the general Monday morning small talk.

Why [M]y 2019 was much crazier than 2020 [MF]

People are always going on about how 2020 is completely bat shit crazy… but for me, it’s nothing compared to 2019. Technically this story actually starts in 2018 but that’s just a bit of build up. Speaking of which, if you want to skip some of that, head towards the * for the milder stuff and the *** for the less mild stuff – I see others doing that on here, makes sense… Though really, the build up is often the best bit and I’ve got to warn you, this could get long. I’ll likely post more to this one day, just needed to get it off my chest and thought some of you may enjoy reading it too.