Author: whatkatiewants

Fucking in the Forest – a better work out than hiking [MF]

When you meet a guy, he makes you laugh, and somehow convinces you to fuck, in a forest, in winter…

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I like a decent build-up in these things, but if you want to skip to the actual good stuff, scroll to the capital letters!

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Let’s call him Sam. We were the same age, and he… well, he made me grin. It helped that he had the best body I have EVER seen. Dirty blonde hair, tall enough to stand head and shoulders above me, trimmed beard, biceps that I had to use two hands to get my hands around, and the cutest butt that you just want to bite. He was the kind of guy that looked best in a shirt, just tight enough for the buttons to strain over the muscles. In short, a total dreamboat and one that I was pretty darn chuffed was actually into me. Read more »

[FF] [cheating] [long] Christmas with Chloe – a follow-up.

So, firstly, a massive thanks for the outpouring of love about my first story on here. It’s a lot scarier sharing words than body parts! Secondly, lots of you have been asking for a follow up story about some of my other encounters with Chloe. In the spirit of the season, I thought I’d share a tale from a Christmas party with her. I’ve self-indulgently taken a while to set the scene properly, so if you want to get to the actual FF bit, scroll down to the capital letters! If, like me, you enjoy the build-up, start here… Read more »

My first [FF] experience – camping with Chloe

As a bi girl who frequently posts to GW/DGW, I get a lot of questions asking about my first proper sexual encounter with a woman. So, as someone who spends Way too much of their time on gonewildstories, I thought I’d give writing it up a go. Let me know what you think, and if you like it, I could always put up some more of my ff, fm or ffm experiences!

Okay. This all took place when I just 18. It was a weekend in September, and me and some friends decided to make the most of the residual summer heat by going camping for the weekend. By camping, I mean pitching a couple of tents in the arse end of nowhere and getting drunk and stoned for a couple of days. Luckily, my group wasn’t the kind where someone thought to bring a guitar and play Greenday (they saved that for house parties). Instead, there was a lot of beer and some weed and just chilling out round the fire.

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