Author: unholyintentions

I left my door unlocked for a Craigslist stranger [FM] [27F, 40M]

Friday night. Brain spent, body underworked. I wanted to forget and I wanted to relax. Those are the moments when we all turn to our substance of choice to chase altered states of consciousness.

My drug of choice back then were Craigslist personals.

A guy in my area replied immediately. We exchanged no pictures; we barely exchanged messages at all. I unlocked the door, turned off the lights, and lay in bed naked. I had no idea what to expect, but the anticipation was all I needed to get my body going.

He arrived and asked if he could turn on the light. His voice was soft. He was in his 40s, slim. Probably married but I did not ask. I only remember him unzipping his blue fleece jacket before he turned the light back off, the sound of the condom snapping on him, and his soft voice asking me questions.

“Have you done this before?”

“A few times.”

“Why do you want to keep the light off?”

“Sensory deprivation.”

His cold, naked body moved in bed with me, his hands immediately running over my flesh. His hands were soft and his movements were bold, but with a hint of shyness. Read more »

I fucked my first boyfriend only when he became my ex [FM]

*A warning: the lines between consent and non-consent might get blurry.*
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First boyfriend gave me [my first taste of cum](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/td5uj2/my_first_blowjob_or_i_swallowed_sperm_at_grandmas/), but when we dated I was not ready to go all the way. After our break up, we remained friends. At times, he flirted with me, which felt benign because he had moved to a different place and was getting plenty of quality pussy.

So, 7 years after our break up, I did not take him seriously when he said his main regret was not fucking me while we lived in the same city. I laughed it off. Well, it turns out he really did mean it, and this became a sticking point in our conversations for months. To his credit, he waited for me to break off a marriage prospect before he pounced.

“I thought he was the keeper. He would have made you a very happy wife.”

“There are some things I need to do before I commit at that level.”

“I sure hope fucking me is one of them.” Read more »

My neighbor and I got a happy ending [FM]

*This is an unofficial part II to the [story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tfw2k5/i_squirted_on_my_neighbors_bbc_in_the_middle_of/) of how I met my neighbor at a community meeting and ended up squirting on his BBC that night, and every night (and day) thereafter, for two months.*

All great things must come to an end, but my sexual relationship with dear neighbor left an irreplaceable void. Partly because once you go back…, they said. He fucked me real good. We de-stressed with orgasms at a time of professional and political turmoil. I came more than once in every session, and never again met someone who fetishized my body so.

Long story short, dear neighbor caught feelings. And he caught said feelings while also trying to get back with his old girlfriend. Game over.

As it had become routine, we automatically undressed each other, perhaps this time more intentionally as we knew it would be the last. His lips spent minutes tracing lines down my neck to my nipples, both teasing and enjoying me. My hands ran over his smooth back and arms, relishing in the strong body that had thrown me around and all over the bed with such ease. Read more »

I squirted on my neighbor’s BBC in the middle of the night [FM]

I can’t remember what made us start talking, nor what we discussed beyond the weather. Dear neighbor and I had crossed paths many times, and now we were talking for the first time. No flirting, really; just friendly banter. I can say, however, that the whole time I wondered if he would be my first BBC. We exchanged numbers, for neighborhood purposes.

I have unorthodox ways of building community.

When insomnia hit me at 2am, I bit the bullet and I texted him, expecting nothing. But I had nothing to lose. Only everything to win.

My winning started when he got back to me immediately. He said he was glad I texted him, as he was thinking about me, too.

I texted him my exact address and I unlocked the door.

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Cute neighbor was polite, very attuned to ideas of care and respect for women. You’d think we jumped on each other the minute he entered, but it was a slow, sensual, and sweet build up. He sat on my bed and we chatted. He was dealing with a recent break up, and I was looking for nothing serious. We both missed being with someone. Read more »

My first blowjob (or: I swallowed sperm at grandma’s) [FM]

I have known since my early sexual awakening that I love sucking cock, but my fantasy came true relatively late for someone so committed to the idea. I had no interest in the boys in my high school, so it was only in the summer before college that I swallowed my first load.

I still remember the first ever taste of precum in my mouth. The feel of a rope of cum hitting the inside of my cheek.

I was 18, he was 22, and family friends had introduced us. Now it dawns on me that they did so because we were nerdy social rejects in the same age group. I really doubt the older adults foresaw the amount of head that would be involved.

At that age, this older-but-socially-permissible peer impressed me. He knew the literary theorists discussing my favorite poets, he introduced me to films in art houses, he entertained me on Facebook chat every evening. I was his first girlfriend, too.

Most importantly, though, he knew two things: that I was not ready to let him break my hymen, and that I was a cumslut. He wanted to pop my cherry bad, but he was content with my other orifices when we had rare unsupervised time together. Read more »

The time I [f]ucked a young do[m] I met on Reddit

(Edited to make a couple of privacy-related exclusions, managed to delete the post from gonewildstories and post instead on my profile… Thank you for bearing with my Reddit illiteracy)

Like many of my other stories, this one began online. More specifically, on r4r (although it might have been RAOBJ, I’m not sure). I was in my mid-20s and curious about sexual submission. I loved getting off to rough porn, but I have always been too shy to tell my partners.

I asked for it on Reddit — kind of. I did not want to put myself in extreme danger, but I wanted to hint that I was not looking for something vanilla. A guy around my age responded and we hit it off immediately. There was one caveat: he lived hours away from me.

Why did he even reply? I was annoyed, but the conversation was enticing. Over the course of a couple of weeks, we discussed our kinks, and we told each other the things we would do if we ever met in person. If ever. Read more »

[F]ucking a young Reddit do[m] in a cheap motel

Like many of my other stories, this one began online. More specifically, on r4r (although it might have been RAOBJ, I’m not sure). I was in my mid-20s and curious about sexual submission. I loved getting off to rough porn, but I have always been too shy to tell my partners.

I asked for it on Reddit — kind of. I did not want to put myself in extreme danger, but I wanted to hint that I was not looking for something vanilla. A guy around my age responded and we hit it off immediately. There was one caveat: he lived 4 hours away from me.

Why did he even reply? I was annoyed, but the conversation was enticing. Over the course of a couple of weeks, we discussed our kinks, and we told each other the things we would do if we ever met in person. If ever.

On a free day we both had, he said he could come visit me. I felt bad making him drive 9+ hours, so I said I would meet him halfway if he paid for the hotel. We were young and still in school; I didn’t judge when he booked a truck stop motel exactly on the midway point between us. Read more »

Reminiscing: My college days hooking up with men twice my age [FM]

“I never thought I’d get so lucky to date a cutie like you.”

During our brief date, he licked his lips and looked into my eyes repeatedly — I liked the feeling of being so crassly desired. He was in his late 40s, possibly 50s, while I was a college senior. I thought I knew what he meant but, in retrospective, I didn’t. It’s just I was too horny to decide any better. My early adulthood was marked by hormonal episodes that made me crave sex permanently, and porn had ingrained in me the desire to be a slut. If I was going to put time into getting laid, I wanted to skip past the generic encounters.

The judgmental looks I got at the bar that day were part of the turn on: the women around me knew I would be giving my body to a man I had no legitimate business in dating.

I met him through one of my many postings on Craigslist.

As a moderately hot college student then, I have to say I had a surprisingly hard time finding sexual opportunities. Maybe I was too awkward, maybe I was too shy in person. He wasn’t particularly enticing; he just kept me engaged and followed through with meeting. Read more »