von-scriptenstein, Author at NSFW story

[MF] My short sexcapade with a woman who has a Mommy fetish [Only slightly crazy but still kind of crazy]

I’ve stumbled upon a wide variety of fetishes during my history of fucking. I’ve played both the dominant and the submissive role. I’ve degraded women with horrendous insults when they’ve asked me to. I’ve had more than a finger in my ass. I once pretended I was Batman and it wasn’t *my* idea to do so.

I’m saying I’ve had some interesting sex, basically.

Generally speaking, I don’t feel a lot of shame for trying new stuff. I might think it’s sort of funny sometimes, and I might decide afterwards that it isn’t my proverbial *jam*, but overall I’m not going to shit on somebody’s sex parade. If you like it when I call you a kitty princess and stroke your fake cat ears while you blow me – well, that’s fucking weird, but it’s not like it hurts me to entertain the thing that helps get you off. Call me a pathetic loser with a tiny dick and laugh at me while you put your feet up on me like an ottoman – whatever, as long as we both orgasm at some point in this process. This ain’t my first rodeo…I’ve been tied up before. Read more »

[MF] My Morning With Cinnamon [Cuckold] [Massive Tits]

A few months ago I had an old partner resurface in my life, and the brief time we spent together was remarkably, satisfyingly hot, so I thought I’d commit to to story form. I’m not going to bother getting into my history of this individual, but if folks truly crave the rich backstory and have way too much time on their hands, I spent something like an hour rambling about it nearly a year ago for GoneWildAudio, another sub I frequent. You can review my younger self’s sexual escapades with the woman in question [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildaudio/comments/3vf2eh/m4a_cinnamon_story_rambling_interracial/) should you so choose.

I’ll also preface this with another tidbit – the woman in this story, who I have dubbed “Cinnamon” to protect the innocent, spent a lot of time praising the size of my dick. I have a love/hate relationship with recounting stories that in some way revolve around cock size – they are obviously hot and fun to read, but I’m not an idiot so I’m well aware that most folks who read a story written by an author who spends time talking about his monster dong are going to presume that dude is a self-congratulatory liar. So here’s the straight dope: I don’t have a godzilla cock. I don’t, in my opinion, even have a porn cock – at least, not the porn most people want to watch. If you saw my dick in a porn you’d go, “Eh.” You would think to yourself, “Well, this is porn, and that is a cock, but this is not a porn cock. This is a slightly above average, okay cock.” Read more »

[FM] Literally Suffocated by Pussy

At this point in my myriad stories I think it’s been made clear that I’m something of an *aficionado* of cunnilingus. I won’t claim to be amazing at it, but I do try to bring as much relish to the experience as I can, which I know is helpful. Women can tell when you’re having fun in the *nether realm* and can **absolutely** tell when you’re looking for the first opportunity to escape, so finding your proverbial bliss when eating a woman out is a pretty firm prerequisite to the experience.

I found my own bliss courtesy of a young and thoroughly insatiable woman who worked at the local paper. She also happened to be the antithesis of everything I am normally attracted to – she was very petite, she came from a rich family, and she was honestly fairly quiet.

But she was also a writer – a poet – and at the time I wasn’t accustomed to meeting with, talking to, and working alongside a woman who was unabashedly better at the craft than I was in almost every respect. It was a very significant attractor for me – I loved the way we would write back and forth, and enjoyed the unique way she’d pen her thoughts. Read more »

[MF] An awkward encounter with my cousin

I know I missed the boat on all the cousin-fucking stories that blew through here a while back, but to be perfectly honest, my own story seems downright *quaint* when compared to a lot of the ones that have been posted, in that no actual sex occurs. Much like my last story, I suspect this one is unfappable, but maybe everyone will at least find it interesting.

Sorry to disappoint off the bat – I promise, the story does include a somewhat *sexy situation* or I wouldn’t post it here. I’d be lying if I said that I was 100% into it (this is my cousin, after all), but certainly the moment has ingrained itself in my mind as thoroughly confusing – one of those moments that regularly becomes buried in your subconscious, resurfacing at strange or inappropriate times, like when your grandmother gives you $20 on your birthday and you suddenly have to sit on the couch with a pillow in your lap. It wasn’t *you*, Grandma, it was my *cousin*.

Hmm, not better. Read more »

[MF] The First Woman to Ever Deepthroat Me

I realize that most of my stories make me sound like a all I have any interest in is fucking as many women as possible, and while it is true that I have a sky high libido and would like nothing more than to fuck all the time, *forever*, the truth is that on a daily basis I want what most people want, which is compansionship and a person to talk to.

That said, I have actually had a few long-term relationships in my life, and they have all been amazing. The first ended depressingly, with me being cheated on. The third resulted in some of the happiest days of my life. This is the story of my second long-term relationship, which began bizarrely and somehow just kept going.

I met a young woman at a club. She made fun of my shirt so I bought her a drink. It was an awful shirt, to be fair. I hate clubs and have no concept of how to dress for them. I wouldn’t have even been there if it hadn’t been for my friend Clubby, who would live her life in an endless dance hall if such a thing were possible. She liked to drag me along when she was trying a new place so that she could run to me and pretend I was her boyfriend if the vibe was all wrong amongst the club patrons. In exchange she usually bought me a few drinks but truthfully I would have done it for free because about half the time she managed to introduce me to somebody fun. Read more »

[MF] The Tallest Woman I’ve Ever Hooked Up With, Part 2

I mentioned in my [last story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/64kk2n/mf_the_tallest_woman_ive_ever_hooked_up_with/) that Big Barda made a return trip to my life about a year ago, and that I’d follow up with a story about that magical time.

I wish I could say that when she came back into my life I was the same totally ripped stud she’d originally taken home, but the fact is I was never a ripped stud and over the past decade since graduate school I have more of a dad bod than anything else. I mean, sure, I still go to the gym. I still run. But I also have a full time job and a lot of responsibilities and a weakness for red meat and potatoes, so here I am. Why don’t you sue me, take me on Judge Judy, see what she has to say about it?

Probably nothing nice.

The gym is actually integral to this story. See, I don’t know if any of my past tales have clued all of you into this amazing fact about me, but I’m kind of an idiot. Case in point, I managed to break my arm lifting weights, something I’ve been doing most of my life and should be able to accomplish in my sleep. “How is this possible?” I hear you ask, conjuring up images of a machine falling on top of me as I bravely attempt to lift it off, muscles bulging under my shirt. Read more »

[MF] The tallest woman I’ve ever hooked up with

I enjoy a good house party. I’ll generally take a house party over a trip to the club or a bar any day of the week. Show up with a small amount of alcohol, enjoy yourself in a relatively (if you know the people well) safe environment, and spend time with a good mix of people you already know and people you don’t. Any time there was a party happening in graduate school, I made time for it. I spent most of my days reading and working, so having a few evenings free was never problematic for me.

So when [Stephanie](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5t8w9z/mf_the_era_of_man_slut_stephanie/) told me she was having a get together to break in her new place (this was long after she and I had ended our shenanigans – she began seeing somebody seriously and they’d moved in together), I was all in. I knew it was going to be all the regular members of our cohort plus some friends of friends, and I was very much in the mood to meet new people. Read more »

[MF] The biggest tits I have ever fucked

My second year of graduate school saw me with a new job as a tutor to undergraduate students. It was a painfully easy job that paid fairly decently for the amount of time that it took out of my day and I loved it. The tutor space was quiet and I was able to get a substantial amount of reading and research done in between my appointments so it was the perfect job for me during that time.

When I first started I made myself a sacred vow that I wouldn’t fuck any of the students I tutored. There weren’t necessarily any hard written rules about this but it was certainly frowned on and considered unprofessional (for good reason). I felt it would complicate a perfectly good job and I reasoned with myself that I had plenty of other opportunities to try and see women recreationally that didn’t involve me teaching out of a textbook beforehand.

I stayed pretty steadfast on this issue until a student walked into the tutoring office with easily the largest breasts I have ever personally seen. She was wearing a tank top that had them on full display, and I knew I was completely done for when she looked around at all the other tutors in the office and then bypassed them to come talk to me despite being furthest away from her. Read more »

[MF] Fucked my boss and enjoyed every second of it

Towards the tail end of graduate school, while I was finishing my thesis and job hunting, I started working full time at a regional bank as a teller. They placed me in one of those branch units in a grocery store and although it paid okay for the difficulty of the job, I never felt it paid enough for the customer service aggravation it entailed. People understandably get really irksome when it comes to their money, and have a tendency to take it out on the messenger when they discover they can’t manage their business very well.

It was a weird job and I met a lot of kooky people during my tenure there. And a lot of strippers. So many strippers. “Oh, Von Scriptenstein, that’s so cool, you partied down with strippers?” I hear you asking me, and the answer is no. I took the previous evening’s earnings from strippers to deposit. Often. And if you think that’s super rad, you’ve never held a black light up to cash. There’s a reason you see so much hand sanitizer when you go to the bank. Read more »