Category: gonewildstories

[FM] I Would Never…

Have you ever been so fucked up you wake up are still fucked up? 👋

If you have read any if my posts I am sure you have realized I am a tab bit crazy 🤪. But that’s okay right? Nobody browses this sub looking for sane and rational! Plus, I have been informed that on guys ridiculous “hot to crazy scale” I still land in the green!

With that being said, I had a sudden realization. My fwb who “never wants to be in a serious relationship” apparently has an awful lot of faith in me taking my birth control responsibly 😂. He has asked me once, over a year ago, if I was on bc. He cums in me pretty much 7 times per week and never asked if I skipped a pill. Or stopped taking it all together 😶….

I would never do that without telling him tho…. Right?

[M]y Wife gets [F]ucked in her childhoor bedroom

We visited her parent’s house, her childhood home, about 9 months after we got married. We live in California and her parents live on the east coast, and we took the trip in October. You know, the perfect time to leave California! Jump right into winter.

And winter it was: raining and snowing alternately the whole visit. The sun came out a few times but it was my first time on the east coast and it took some getting used to. Her family is great and they welcomed me with open arms. In fact, it was so fun hanging out with them, we didn’t have any alone time for days. Around day 3, I am getting some serious morning wood, but since I was so newly married, I wanted to save it for the inevitable fuck fest the wife and I were going to have. In fact, we agreed that we would leave the next party early when we could have the house for ourselves. Read more »

[MF] My(32) fiancé’s hot sister (29) I got to see her naked and it wasn’t the last time.

So, there is plenty to this story but I’ll start at the beginning.

Here is some back story..

So I have been with my fiancé for 7 years, we will call her Jess but known her for about about 14 years, she is my best friends cousin! When we was younger we would all go out on nights together, this wasn’t to often as they lived about 2 hours away. Jess and her sister we will call her Beth are very good looking! Jess has the better body very hour glass small waist big ass and 32dd breast while Beth is better looking, very slim I’d say maybe a b to c cup. She has done modelling and has been on billboards in her home town! Before me and Jess got together I thought they was both fit but probably spent more time with Beth as she closer to my age and would use me as a pretend boyfriend to keep away unwanted male attention, which there was a lot of! Nothing ever happened between us, we was just very friendly until about a year ago… Read more »

Emma under the registers [MF]

When I was younger I worked a few different retail jobs. I worked at a big brand store, then a clothing shop, then s bookstore and finally at an art supply shop. This last job was great, with decent pay, a good staff discount and very little pressure.

It opened early and closed late, and the customers were always interesting (and flirtatious). Most of the time I was on the shop by myself but there was usually a few hours where my shift would overlap with a co-worker. Most of them were decent enough but I had a soft spot for one, let’s call her Emma. Emma was an art student and a lot of fun to be around. She was quite short, with long brunette hair and big breasts that she was never afraid of showing off.

She’d often work in the shop without a bra, something which definitely attracted customers and I had no complaints about. She was still with her high school sweetheart and this was her first job, I was about 6 years older than her at the time, and she’d occasionally make comments about it: particularly about how she’d always found older men attractive. Read more »

[M]y wi[f]e and I on the balcony of the hotel

It was at a luxury 5 star resort on a balcony at night. A far cry from the BJ story I posted a few days ago.

Here’s the scene:

My wife and I had been married for about 3 and 1/2 years. We had a beautiful child in those years who was a little over two years old and we were settling into life together as a family. We had finally had sex (again, read my other post about the early days of us together) and it was amazing. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other! So we welcomed a new baby into our lives and this child was incredible.

But, as these things go, many other stresses came into play. Let me list them.

1. I was going to transition to a new job at the time. A job that came with a substantial pay raise, sure, but also was much more difficult and advanced in my field than I had experienced before.

2. This job meant we had to move, and do so with a young child without any family to help or support. Read more »

A Married Couples Journey Into the Lifestyle [MF][MF]

My wife and I have always been extremely sexual people. I was definitely a hoe in my twenties and she had her time as well. Even in the early stages of our relationship we enjoyed threesome’s and just having sexy fun with friends. After we got married, we talked and decided hey, we like getting wild every once in a while, why not try it for really real? So we got on a few swingers apps and went looking. Our main thing was yes, even though we wanted a couple to play with, we really wanted cool people that we could get to know and continue a friendship with.

At some point we met Nick and Liza. Nick was a taller, maybe 6’1 black guy with a solid build, the kind guys develop when they used to be built but now they’re settled in domestic life and stop working out… Good looking guy. Liza was tall as well, about my height around 5’11. Dark hair, pretty eyes, athletic thick coke bottle body with some very well placed tattoos. They caught our eye for many reasons: they were an interracial couple like us, they were into the same hobbies we were, they were parents, etc. We started messaging and we hit it off pretty immediately. Some time later we end up going to their place to meet face to face, with NO sexual activity involved.. we really wanted to get to know them. We mostly made it through the night… We played some dirty adult card game and all ended up naked and making out with the others spouse, but that’s as far as it went. Read more »

[M]y wi[f]e wins the bet!

So this happened not too long ago. We just welcomed our second child into the world, so this was in her 8th month of pregnancy. She was feeling big. To put it mildly.

She missed her curves, her flat tummy, her toned ass. She missed when her breasts didn’t ache from milk, when her pussy didn’t smell different. Hell, she told me she missed when she could actually SEE her pussy, instead of her belly round and tight with child. To put it frankly, she needed an ego boost.

Sex was still appealing somewhat, as she loves orgasms and cums easily. But she told me she felt clumsy and clumsy for her is the opposite of sexy. I told her she was beautiful to me, still hot and whenever she took off her clothes, I would hold her close so she could feel my erection and know she was desireable. But sex was difficult for her to get into. So, as the dutiful husband I was, I set out to wind her up!

She lay on her right side on our bed. One leg was up, her beautiful hairy pussy open and wet, as it is when she is pregnant. But she has a gleam in her eye. Read more »

I [M] Accidentally Gave [F] an Erotic Massage at a Private Retreat in Nepal

Pretty much as the title says, this is a recollection of the first time I gave an erotic massage – which happened to be an accidental, completely unexpected, yet totally delightful experience.

Right before the lockdowns hit us here in Melbourne, I was in Nepal for around 4 weeks, visiting a couple of old friends. Naturally, I was looking for things to do, and one of my mates suggested I should try this small, private, 2-week massage retreat organised by a nudist European couple. It was near Pokhara where I was, and super cheap for my student-wallet, so I figured what the hell, let’s do it. And boy was that a good decision.

When the facilitators walked into the first induction meeting completely nude, that really set the tone for the entire retreat. By the end of the first hour, the 15-odd people there had all seen each other naked, and were getting comfortable. There were all kinds of shapes, sizes and skin colours out on display, and the gender ratio was very close to 50-50. Some of the guys (including me 😅) had obvious boners when we’d first stripped, but we all got used to the nudity pretty quick, so they soon went away. Read more »

Things get heated when my [F] husband [M] figures out what “I’m feeling cute” means

Hello everyone. Back again in what feels like forever. I have fought with guilt over not posting more regularly. I feel like every time I post I say “this time I will post more”, and it is months before I post again. It really seems to hit me in moods. I am tired of blaming myself for that. I will post when I post, and I hope everyone will bear with me in this! I hope the posts are worth the wait!
So today’s post is not a highly descriptive story of a particular event. I am trying writing something smaller and faster to get it out before I get distracted and don’t finish. This is a compilation of a new and deeply satisfying game I have begun playing with/on my husband (much to his approval).
For context: due to some extreme violations of trust in a past relationship, I have a literal phobia of nudes (don’t want to discuss but suffice to say a church youth group was involved). No matter how sexy and riled up I feel, how in love with my smoking hot body I get, just the idea of a naked picture of me kills my mood. Hard. My husband is more than I ever deserve. He has been cool about this since date one. But I always have felt bad about missing out on that lovely tool of foreplay. The anticipation, the naughty heat of “knowing but not able to yet act” that comes with dirty pics and texts.
All this changed one day last month. Setting the scene:
It had been a rough week for my husband. I wanted to give him one of my “evenings of relaxation” that rarely fails to help him de-stress. A massive load of stress relief if you will. I always do my best work if I am also horny and craving him. So while I was waiting for him to get home, I got one of my vibrators and some sexy undies to get myself going. But laying on my bed, vibrator lazily teasing my labia, I just could not get the hamper of dirty clothes out of my mind.
So I switched to my wearable vibrator (the one with the remote). I pulled on some sweat pants and one of hubby’s shirts and took the hamper to the washer, enjoying a few cycles in between of some of my favorite settings. As I finished and was coming back to the room, I stopped infront of a mirror.
There I was, seemingly innocent besides some extra color in my cheeks. A light sweat on my forehead. My hair slightly a mess from laying on the bed. For a moment I forgot about the growing fire in my loins. I looked cute. The perverted voice of my personality whispered: “so innocent, if only they knew what you were actually doing”.
It clicked. I pulled out my phone and hesitantly took a selfie, bumping the vibe up to my favorite setting just before the shot because I am a cruel mistress even to myself.
I scoured the photo for any sign of indecency. Nothing. Perfectly innocent. With my heart racing, ragged breathing as the vibe raced and my body craved him, I sent the photo to my husband, with “I’m feeling cute”.
Back on the bed, clothes disheveled and edging myself mercilessly, I got the reply. “So cute, can’t wait to snuggle my cute wifey”
Something about how close he was to knowing, but so far. How he didn’t know just what he meant, it was accelerating my already out of control libido.
When he got home it took every. Ounce. Of. My. Will. To. Stay. Clothed.
As he got changed, I couldn’t help myself. “Did you like the photo?” I asked.
“Yeah, your hair looks great today.” He replied. God I wanted him to grab my hair in that moment.
“I was wearing this when I took it.” I gestured to the clothes I was still begrudgingly wearing.
“Yup.” He replied with a touch of confused awkwardness. Ever since the groceries incident, he has been more aware of when he is missing something important. “Lazy-chique, I like. Is it a new line from prada?”
I had no time for his adorably lame jokes. I moved in for the kill. Now hugging him from behind.
“I don’t think you fully get this. I mean, I was wearing all of this. This shirt, these pants. This… ” I clicked the remote in his ear, and softly ground myself against his ass so he could feel the now grumbling vibe still buried in my hot and aching womanhood.
“….ah” he replied. I shit you not, I could feel his ears redden. I couldn’t hold back anymore. That evening I ravished that man. Taking him a bit too quickly so that I could greedily get my needs fully and throughly satisfied.
And that was where the games began. He caught on quickly enough. I taught my poor man to associate key phrases I never typically use to hidden acts of ever escalating pervertity.
“feeling cute” became code for “I have a vibrator driving me crazy with desire”. This one he even played into, sneaking in replies such as “glad you are feeling up to things” or “happy you aren’t as down as earlier” to give suggestions on vibrator settings.
“Feel free to ignore this” became code for “I am not wearing underwear under this dress
“Thinking of you” was code for “I have been reading/watching porn and am craving your hard cock filling me up”
And my most daring I almost didn’t send, “a bit tied up at the moment but wanted to share”. Readers of previous stories can figure out what this one meant.
I was worried that after he knew the game it would loose its fun for me. I was SO wrong. It has become this fun way of creative flirting. All the delicious evil delay of gratification I was craving from nudes.
And then it happened. My husband sent a text on my way back from the pharmacy yesterday. I opened it pulling out of my parking space. It was a picture. A smiling picture but a full one. He normally only takes selfies of his head/face. The caption was “don’t forget to plug in your phone on the way home”.
Confusion came first, I began driving as I disregarded it. Then, wonder. Doubt, cautious wonder. Surely he didn’t mean? That would be so unlike him… but what if? I spent the next 10 minutes in a delicious agony of growing horny thoughts. As I pulled into our driveway my phone connected with the wifi, and another picture came in from him. I grabbed my bag and saw a picture from our honeymoon. It was of a glass of water with a “do you?” Sticker on it. The caption was ” came up on my feed. remember this? I do.”
You guys I sprinted into that house. To find a ready and willing submissive husband who handed me a remote control. I teased that man for HOURS. And we had some of the most intense sex in months.
All this to say: non nude nudes can be extreamly effective with a touch of creativity.
I am sorry this is less detailed than my past stuff. I hope doing less means I will write more often. I wish everyone good vibes, good feelings, and mind blowing orgasms. You deserve them all!

Can I [F] be your favorite nerdy girl?

Can be one time only or more than once. want to start the weekend off with some fun and good release. Let’s have some fun together. I’m Pretty quiet and reserved but down to earth, nerdy and book wormy and hella dirty and kinky… secretly of course .The filthier you are the better, I do take boundaries very seriously so if you have limits or are uncomfortable let me know.