I’m 21 years old and he is 51, so saying I’m pushing the line, is an understatement. He is very high up in a large company I work for (we are from a county in Europe), and I work at the front desk to get experience in my gap year.
I’ve had a crush on him for a couple of months now (not that I want to date him, just wanted to fuck), and we’ve been exchanging looks in the office all the time. I couldn’t figure out if he actually liked me, or was very nice.
Prior to this night, I wanted to see how far I could take it, without getting in trouble. Me, 15 other people and him were out to dinner, and I noticed him looking at me a lot more, smiling, and holding eye contact for a crazy long time. But I reciprocated (I get courageous when I drink).
Afterwards we went to this expensive bar and got a tour of the wine cellar, and him and I were the last to leave. We talked for a bit, but didn’t admit anything to each other yet. I sat opposite to him with three other people in a lounge area, and the eye contact got heavy. Almost as if we didn’t care about our coworkers besides us. It was just the way he kept looking at me, that made me sure to keep pushing forward.
Later in the night, him and I and 6 other people went to a high-end nightclub. (He literally paid a 1000$ for us to get in, and acted like it was nothing). Crazy. We were walking into the club, me behind him, but no one after me and I passed him, brushing my hand over his lower back long enough for him to *know*. It was kinda a ballsy move, considering the circumstances. I turned my head and he was smiling slyly at me. Not long after that, he tells me that he wants me when no one is around, and I confess as well (I don’t remember this, but my drunk self texted it to my bff). He told me that he knew I had a thing for him, in the month’s leading up to this, and he felt the same. All those looks and conversations in the office weren’t for nothing.
We managed to escape the others from time to time, and planned to leave the club together. I left first and he left 10 minutes later. We met up outside and walked to his apartment. The only thing I kept thinking was ‘I can’t believe I’m doing this’, but not wanting to stop. We finally get there and it’s this big penthouse apartment. I was honestly mesmerized, because I knew he was rich, but not this much.
After a little while he goes for it and kisses me, and we end up in his bedroom to do the deed. We fuck like there is no tomorrow. Honestly the best sex I’ve had. I ended up staying until 11 am the next day, and he cooked me breakfast, we cuddled and he was showering me with compliments. I’ve never tried anything like it. I think we had sex 6 times in the hours I was there, and I cannot for the life of me, get the night out of my head. The whole evening and night seems like a crazy fantasy or dream. We haven’t been in the office yet, and I don’t know what to expect.
But how do I stop thinking about it, when I know it can never happen again? And what if anyone saw us?
Category: gonewildstories
I 41[F] and my husband 40[M] found instant 4-way chemistry with a swinger couple [MFMF]
*Spring Break Date Week*
My husband 40[M] and I 41[F] had a kiddo-free spring break and we wanted to make the most of our week, exploring potential lifestyle/swinger play partners. We, mostly me, had been chatting with several couples and I was determined to fill up our week with dates, and I did just that. We had a date on Saturday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and we turned back into parenting pumpkins on Saturday. I mean it wasn’t every day, but damn near! All of the dates were enjoyable, but Thursday’s date proved to be extraordinary.
*Thursday Night*
There was something about this couple that stood out in their profile pictures – I could almost feel their personalities. They were in their mid-40s, attractive, high-weight proportionate – regular looking people. She has killer eyes – I can’t even begin to adequately describe them – but I will try. They are ice blue – more like iceberg ice blue, the underside of the iceberg that is almost a soft teal color. They exuded a kind, caring, and genuine character. He had a troublemaking-playful look – which I learned during our date that I found to be exceptionally delicious! He and I chatted for a few weeks before we ended up setting a date – Thursday 6:30 pm at a local taco bar.
[F] I accidentally exposed my kitty to a security guard while I was chasing after my real kitties
This happened about an hour ago. This story isn’t as wild as others because 1) I’m a virgin so no sex and 2) I’m a Muslim hijabi meaning that in public I do not reveal myself, and men don’t get to see my body.
I think men and women alike know how liberating it is to get home from work and to be able to take off your pants and underwear and let your bits breathe. I usually don’t get to be totally naked waist down because I live with people. But today I’m alone in the apartment so I let loose.
So I’ve gotten off work a few hours ago and immediately took my pants and panties off. I kept my top and bra on just because. A little back story on how events took place: I’ve been feeling the big sad a few days now where I can just burst into tears whenever my mind wanders. And today I’m feeling it intensely, I cried a few good minutes lying on the bed naked waist down just thinking about depressing stuff.
“Think about her when you cum”, discovering my girl is a quean pt 1 [MF]
Recently discovrered this sub and thought I would share a little story. There’s much, much more to come if people like what they see.
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I’d known B for a about ten months. A Tinder date had turned into a hook-up, into a regular thing, and finally we’d fallen into a pretty nice relationship. She was a few years younger than me, at 24, and physically everything I was into – short, slim, blonde, with a surprisingly big chest (30D, for those keeping score) and an ass you could bounce a coin off. She was also pretty sexually adventurous, and we’d already explored all sorts of kinky scenarios. But there was one perversion of her’s I was yet to discover.
It was a Saturday morning, and I was lazing in bed whilst she was showering. I was skimming through my phone when she returned, hair wet and wrapped in a towel. She glanced at me “Are you perving on L’s insta?” she said with a smile
Word about my big dick and my sexual abilities spread fast and got me a lot of fun (MFFF) [MFF]
(The title tag “[MFFF]” apparently doesn’t work)
So back when I started studying there were suddenly so many new girls which were new in the city like I was and everyone was young, the first time away from home and horny. And as I was probably the most attractive guy around I got pretty much made so many FWBs (and had many ONSs) in a couple of months that it was a bit too much and that I was lucky I didn’t catch an illness.
One of the girls that was visibly into me was Leyla. She was very flirty and always wanted to go where I go etc, you could just tell that she wanted to fuck me. So after one party where she said stat she didn’t want to go home alone I let her sleep at my place and obviously we fucked. She was blonde, had a relatively big ass and great tits, not so that great of a face though. Sex with her was fun, she was really into it and wanted to fuck me almost every day but I had other things (and girls) to do so we didn’t fuck as often as she would like to.
My crush [f] 19 fucked a horse
I worked as a maintenance manager at a national park and since we work at a national park they give us free lodging so we don’t have to commute for hours.
Sometimes the electricity goes down and the internet is always spotty. So the only things you can rely on being able to do after work are, drinking, working out, hiking, drugs and sex.
One night after work I met up with some friends who wanted to go on a hike to the top of a mountain during a full moon. Someone brought some pack mules and we rode horses up the trail. We get to the top just as the sun was setting, the last few rays putting on a color display as we started setting up a campfire and settling in. We started drinking and I had a good buzz going when suddenly everyone else started bringing out more and more drugs. Weed, x, cocaine and mushrooms.
I don’t partake in much other than weed, I’m afraid of the harder stuff because of passed experiences. This cute brunette that I’ve always had a crush on (Tiffany) comes over and offers me some shrooms. I politely declined, she sat down next to me by the fire and ate some.
That time I [m] finally fucked a Gonewild girl after a year of waiting.
“I’ll be in LA tonight for a tattoo..”
Slim with fuck me eyes and soft skin, colorful tattoos and a pussy pink as cotton candy. Hair always a rainbow and ever-changing, curly, kinky, crazy. Self-proclaimed nympho. Oh yeah. Right up my alley.
This wasn’t just some random fling. I’d been pursuing this girl for over a year from the first time I spotted her post on Gonewild. Shot her a message to make some small talk, and it turned out she wasn’t too far from me. But all my efforts for a drink, a walk in the park, a hotel rendezvous were in vain; she disappeared for weeks at a time then popped up, answered me with a tease, vanished again. Turned out halfway through the pandemic she relocated much further south. I’d been planning a trip down that way and kept up the messages in the hopes she’d give me a free weekend.
Finally, one random Wednesday, I had just finished working out and was resting when she sent me the above message and her number. I shot home like a bat out of hell (RIP to the loaf) and drove out to the SGV. What I thought would be a short wait turned out to be about 3 hours of me sitting in the car reading Dracula by Walmart streetlight while waiting for her text to say she was finished.
Wife accidentally reveals a little too much [MF]
Disclaimer: probably not as crazy as some of the other stories I’ve seen on here myself, but it is a true one
I and my wife both come from religious Muslim backgrounds, my wife more so than me, which I imagine is quite common in our culture. Growing up she had to cover her hair when going to events around certain members of both her parents’ side, which is something that she always told me that she hated because growing up in a western country, it really made it hard for her to fit in.When we met, from the start she always mentioned to me that she doesn’t want to be the type to wear conservative clothes and cover-up so if I’m looking for that type of girl she’s not the one, which was more than fine for me because I myself wasn’t as religious growing up (I guess something about it being forced upon me ha-ha) and my to be wife was beautiful and amazingly sexy so I never would ask her to do such a thing.
[F] (32) My colleague shared that he has a sexless marriage [M] (45). I told him about my sex life and toy use. He came in the next day, “it worked, I got laid!”
I have a handsome male colleague, aged 45, who opened up to me recently that his sex life is non existent. I felt sad for him. Here he is, a nice dude, and he’s getting none.
After some listening, I opened up and told him about my own sex life. I told him how I like to perform oral and the important of giving it both ways. I added that I enjoy sex toys and showed him a few kinds of toys I’d recommend, mostly for ‘her’.
I could tell he was hiding arousal and did his best to stay composed, given the sudden oversharing (given the sheer detail) that I provided. The conversation obviously bought some light into his day and I felt good about it.
Anyway, he left the early shift at 3pm and I carried on with my day.
The next day, he came in, smiling ear to ear. He asked for a quiet word and went on to tell me that his sex life had been rejuvenated.
He’d gone out and bought one of the sex toys I’d recommended in a store, took it home to his wife and apparently had two rounds of sex, completely skipping dinner.
Fucked my former pupil who was working as an escort [MF]
As I said on my last post, I’ve used escorts quite extensively in the past, often with the aim of fulfilling a specific fantasy. This one is different in that it inadvertently led me to fulfilling a fantasy I never thought was possible. This post is just about our initial meeting but she became a regular of mine and we grew close. It was never a relationship other than client/user but it did get a lot more intimate/dirty over time.
I felt horny and contacted a local agency. The girl I wanted wasn’t available so they mentioned a girl called ‘Sassy’. A quick look on their website and she looked OK. Rail thin. Blonde. Amazing legs. Tits were almost non existent but she at least had something of an ass. There are rarely face pics on agency sites. There was no-one else on offer so I booked her. £120 for me to go to her place for an hour of fun.
A lot of girls in my area work out of anonymous looking apartment buildings. Lots of short-term renters. She buzzes me up without a word and I get the lift up and knock on the door. 304. Usual routine is they hide behind the door as they open it. This happens and I go in. I look at the girl and my heart skips a beat.