I [F] Was The Stripper At My Own Bachelorette Party

It took a while for Mark and I get married after being engaged. The world was crazy and we were just keeping our footing in it but eventually as things got back to normal we made our plans. Venues were booked. Clothes brought. Honeymoon planned. Invites sent out. And then there were the bachelor/bachelorette parties.

Neither of us are big party animals so ours sided more on the tasteful side. We also planned them on different days so the other would be sober and able to rescue the other if things got too crazy. On the Saturday, I had booked out a spa day followed by a classy dinner. On the Sunday, Mark was playing golf followed by a night at the casino.

Everything went to plan. The spa was lovely and I spent the day with my closest friends and family members. The meal was great. And that was the night! Except it wasn’t. As I’m helping my mom into a cab, my best friend beside Mark (we’ll call her Becky!) grabbed me by the arm and tells me the night isn’t over. Her and a few other of my closest friends (fake names of Jo and Kate) are taking me back to her apartment for some proper drinking now that my family are gone.

How I [F] Convinced My Husband [M] To Repost Our Gone Wild Stories

I’m an exhibitionist. I admit that. It gets me excited to think that I might be caught doing naughty things. As a sexual kink it’s a little risky however. Especially when you get older! As a teenager or a college student, the risk of getting caught in the back of the cinema is that they’ll probably throw you out. As a late 30-something couple, the risk is you might get arrested and lose the custody of your kids. It’s not fair! My exhibitionist tendencies have been left largely untouched for a while now.

Then Covid came and one night in lockdown, the kids asleep upstairs, my husband and I got a little too drunk. He told me a story about his past which was very naughty and I told him to post it here (where I liked to lurk). And he did. And we found out something very interesting. He’s a very good smut writer! And once he was done telling that story I suggested that he shared some of ours.

[MF] The Saga of Sally (Part 10) – What Happened When Camping – FINALE

(Welcome to the Saga of Sally! This is the story of my relationship with a girl called Sally. This is **Part 10** and the final part! I recommend you start from the [start](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nt5ffn/mf_the_saga_of_sally_part_1_cumstained_jeans/) – each piece will link you to next part at the end. However if you don’t want to start from part 1 (you’re missing out!) this should make sense to a new reader.

A brief reminder what Sally looks like (there’s a reference photo in the first part): she’s a pocket rocket, thick, redhead woman, with an hourglass figure and the thickest ass this side of the Equator according to the Guinness Book of Records inside my head.)

This is the final part of the original saga.

After Christmas Sally and I gave up on all pretense of moving slowly. I could barely drag myself onto the plane and back to my home at the end of my trip. A couple of weeks later I had quit my job, packed up my things and was flying to New York to cram my life into Sally’s one bedroom apartment. It wasn’t the most mature choice – but we had spent 5 years apart and we felt like we deserved this. I was lucky enough to pick up a job in New York easily due to my credentials despite the world collapsing around us – remember this was now the Great Recession we were in. But we made it work. We were living together again. We were happy. Everything was great.

[MF] The Saga of Sally (Part 9) – Christmas Reunion

(Welcome to the Saga of Sally! This is the story of my relationship with a girl called Sally. This is **Part 9**. I recommend you start from the [start](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nt5ffn/mf_the_saga_of_sally_part_1_cumstained_jeans/) – each piece will link you to next part at the end. However if you don’t want to start from part 1 (you’re missing out!) this should make sense to a new reader.

A brief reminder what Sally looks like (there’s a reference photo in the first part): she’s a pocket rocket, thick, redhead woman, with an hourglass figure and the thickest ass this side of the Equator according to the Guinness Book of Records inside my head.)

[MF] The Saga of Sally (Part 8) – Thinking with my Cock

(Welcome to the Saga of Sally. Except it’s not Sally this time.

I am recounting my long on-and-off relationship with a girl called Sally. I recommend starting from the [start](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nt5ffn/mf_the_saga_of_sally_part_1_cumstained_jeans/). However since I am working through this chronologically this story isn’t to do with Sally.)

I was a little hesitant to share some of my experiences here because I recognize I have lived a very lucky life. I have had some wild sexual adventures and I wouldn’t blame anyone for not believing me. You have all been only supportive and complimentary though! But if any of you were starting to get jealous of me then let me make you feel a little better – because we’re getting into a part of my life that fucking sucked. If I was a horse, they would have taken me out back and put me out of my misery. I wasn’t happy. I was lonely. And I had a dry period of nearly 18 months. You read that right – the man who you’d been reading about, who seemed to have been blessed by God to get into sexy situations, didn’t get so much as a handjob for 18 fucking months. How did this happen? Read on.

[MF] The Saga of Sally (Part 7) – My Little Witch (and Temporary Goodbyes)

(Welcome to the Saga of Sally! This is the story of my relationship with a girl called Sally. This is **Part 7**. I recommend you start from the [start](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nt5ffn/mf_the_saga_of_sally_part_1_cumstained_jeans/) – each piece will link you to next part at the end. However if you don’t want to start from part 1 (you’re missing out!) this should make sense to a new reader.

A brief reminder what Sally looks like (there’s a reference photo in the first part): she’s a pocket rocket, thick, redhead tomboyish girl, with an hourglass figure and the thickest ass this side of the Equator according to the Guinness Book of Records inside my head.)

[MF] The Saga of Sally (Part 6) – Glory Holes and The Movies

(Welcome to the Saga of Sally! This is the story of my relationship with a girl called Sally. This is **Part 6**. I recommend you start from the [start](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nt5ffn/mf_the_saga_of_sally_part_1_cumstained_jeans/) – each piece will link you to next part at the end. However if you don’t want to start from part 1 (you’re missing out!) this should make sense to a new reader.

A brief reminder what Sally looks like (there’s a reference photo in the first part): she’s a pocket rocket, thick, redhead tomboyish girl, with an hourglass figure and the thickest ass this side of the Equator according to the Guinness Book of Records inside my head.)

I want to keep things fresh. I’m going to try something a little different. As opposed to the longer memories I’ve been retelling here I’m going to do two mini memories from our time at college. I hope you enjoy them.

**Glory Holes**

[MF] The Saga of Sally (Part 5) – Locker Room Audience

(Welcome to the Saga of Sally! This is the story of my relationship with a girl called Sally. This is **Part 5**. I recommend you start from the [start](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nt5ffn/mf_the_saga_of_sally_part_1_cumstained_jeans/) – each piece will link you to next part at the end. However if you don’t want to start from part 1 (you’re missing out!) this should make sense to a new reader.

A brief reminder what Sally looks like (there’s a reference photo in the first part): she’s a pocket rocket, thick, redhead tomboyish girl, with an hourglass figure and the thickest ass this side of the Equator according to the Guinness Book of Records inside my head.)

[MF] The Saga of Sally (Part 4) – Summer Loving in New York

(Welcome to the Saga of Sally! This is the story of my relationship with a girl called Sally. This is **Part 4**. I recommend you start from the [start](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nt5ffn/mf_the_saga_of_sally_part_1_cumstained_jeans/) – each piece will link you to next part at the end. However if you don’t want to start from part 1 (you’re missing out!) this should make sense to a new reader.

A brief reminder what Sally looks like (there’s a reference photo in the first part): she’s a pocket rocket, thick, redhead tomboyish girl, with an hourglass figure and the thickest ass this side of the Equator according to the Guinness Book of Records inside my head.)

Once Sally had finished with her portfolio work we were back to spending nearly every day together. While we never did any PDA or said we were a couple I think our friends started to guess what was going on. It must have been fucking obvious now that I think about it. Considering how much we fucked in college – college kids, what can you expect? – I don’t want to just list off every sexual encounter. It would take me forever to write and would become boring. I’m focusing on the juicer stuff. This leads me to our summer vacation to New York.

[MF] The Saga of Sally (Part 3) – Analville, Population: Sally and I

(Welcome to the Saga of Sally! This is the story of my relationship with a girl called Sally. This is **Part 3**. I recommend you start from the [start](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nt5ffn/mf_the_saga_of_sally_part_1_cumstained_jeans/) – each piece will link you to next part at the end.

A brief reminder what Sally looks like (there’s a reference photo in the first part): she’s a pocket rocket, thick, redhead tomboyish girl, with an hourglass figure and the thickest ass this side of the Equator according to the Guinness Book of Records inside my head.)

For the next month or so, Sally and I fucked like rabbits. We had said we wouldn’t be exclusive, that we would just be friends with benefits, but when your booty call is also your best friend, you end up spending most of your time with them. There was no time for anyone else. I left my cold dorm room behind and spent my days either in class or at Sally’s house. If her parents were around, we were just friends hanging out. If we were home alone, we spent afternoons fucking each other to countless moaning orgasms. We learned a lot about our sexual tastes in that first month (and Sally fortunately got on the pill). My favorite position was doggy style and Sally’s was cowgirl, but both of us also fucking loved each other’s favorites. Sally liked to be spanked. I liked to cum on her skin. We both found that we got off on the risk of being caught. One afternoon I pressed her against the french doors of her dining room and fucked her from behind, her naked breasts pushed against the glass. We both knew inside that none of her neighbors could see from the angle, but we both came faster than ever before.