Category: gonewildstories

I’ve lived in my [F33] apartment for a few years. It’s a decent size with 24 units on 3 floors. Each apartment on the upper floors has a balcony off the living room and a covered patio on the first floor. There a breezeway that covers the open staircases/landings leading to the apartments. Sunday morning, my dog woke me up exceptionally early needing to go potty. I could tell it was bearly light outside through the curtains but I figured I should take her out anyways. I carefully rolled out of bed so I didn’t wake my sleeping husband [M37] and fumbled around in the dark, naked, looking for something to throw on. T-shirt, check. Shorts, check. Thin cardigan, check. I leash up my pup and head outside. I must have been later than I thought because the sun peaked out from behind some ominous clouds. Read more »

From my last story you all learned my husband loves to show to me, he loves people seeing all of me and loves even more when i do stuff with other men and women! I have given a few of his friends bjs in the past but this is the story of when I first had sex with one of his friends. I am sorry this is long.

It was around spring break , my kids were staying the week with my parents. One of my husbands good friends had a weekend off, and was able to find a cheap flight to come visit.

Side note, we used to live close to him , we were all good friends. Of course my husband had send him a bunch of pictures of me. He actually started texting me a bunch the week leading up to him coming. It started to get flirty , with us joking about drinking and my husband probably trying to get us to do something. Read more »

I had never seen a treasure so beautiful, but her heart was like diamonds trapped in Arctic ice. With my axe I pounded and pounded, hoping that in the end I would have some to carry home, but my trials were not rewarded. Like lava to the snow I gave her every drop I had to offer, only to wish that I could move volcanoes to the farthest Southern hemisphere and unleash all of their restraints at once.
But volcanoes do not erupt in cold weather, and I became convinced that the more I touched her heart, the more numb I became. She knows no mercy, relentless like a winter without a day of sun and I was on the beach with m toes in the sand and a shiver in my spine wishing I had instead gone home.
Much like every winter, she would one day leave and I knew that I would be warm again, and so I decided that one day the snow would turn into sand again, and even the clouds would part and the sun may bless me for my endurance.
With calloced hands, I chipped away at all the frozen edges of her heart until my back was broken, but upon that moment I witnessed all I needed to see to become re-inspired and I saw a single line appear in the glass chamber encasing who she was. For a man like me, that was enough. She was melting, and the treasure inside was no longer impossible to obtain.

My boyfriend (m28) and I are leaving town next week for our first official ‘just the two of us’ getaway. Normally we just try to get away on the weekends, but this is a little more special in both of our minds since we will be away much longer. Because we’ve built it up a bit in our heads, of course we’ve dicusscused having sex. My boyfriend wants me to bring all my toys and lube and has already reminded me of this several times. I can tell he’s withholding fucking me this week on purpose to make my pussy extra wet and tight for him once we get there.

I’m trying to be a good girl, not even touching myself, but I cant help but build the moment up in my mind. I can feel my pussy pulsating thinking about the sensation of the head of his cock rubbing on clit. The only thing that satiated me was making him cum in my mouth yesterday morning. Swallowing his cum reminds me how worth the wait his cock will be. I’m pressing myself against my blankets as I type trying not to soak my panties. Read more »

When the pandemic first hit my first hit, my (35M) good friend from college (34F) lost her job. She skated by for a while but eventually started an OnlyFans. She kept it secret for a long time, but eventually confessed to me one night over text as her page started to gain subscribers. We had been friends for almost 15 years and I even dated her roommate in college for a while. We’d been on trips together, gone swimming, shared hotel rooms, but I’d never seen her in less than a bikini. So naturally I subscribed under a fake name. Holy Shit. I always thought she was hot, but I had no idea how good she looked naked. I’ll confess to masturbating more than a few tInez to her posts.

Anyway, a few months ago she told me she started doing live shows to help promote her page and that they we’re going OK, but that she felt like she could do better if she did a show with a guy. And then she dropped the bomb on me: would I be willing to do a show with her, just to see how it would go? She promised I wouldn’t have to show my face, and thought that since we were both single andit was a pandemic, it might be fun to try. I of course immediately wanted to say yes, but I thought about it for a bit, asked a few questions, and then finally agreed. Turns out it’s both as nerve wracking and fun as it seems! Read more »

*I decided to share some of my own experiences because I figured it would be a fun way to work on my writing skill. I’m open to constructive criticism, but please leave any negative energy at the door.*

This story happened after I graduated college and made me aware of my more dominant side. For reference, I’m kind of short (5’1″), white/tan with dark brown hair and hazel eyes. What I lack in height I more than make up for curves. Sure, I often wish I could be thinner because of all the cute clothing, but having big boobs has its benefits too.

Anyways, I was with my friends at a bar, and I kept making eye contact with this cute guy a few tables over. For the sake of anonymity let’s call him Kevin. Now, Kevin was just my type — tall, thin, and kind of shy. Up until then I had been with mostly dominant guys because it was easier, but I have since learned which men are a better fit for me. Read more »

In my single days, I used to scour the dating apps, swiping on every good looking woman I came across. For me, it was about quantity.

There was this one woman, a single mom to one, who I connected with through the app but we just could never get our schedules aligned. We texted and sexted and sent pics, all of it. But we never met. We knew from the beginning of our conversations that we’d never date but she was a hot, blonde mom with a mom body – thick, big hips, great mom ass – and I wanted to fuck her. Like really badly. So, I was persistent.

Then one day, out of the blue, long after I’d given up hope of being in her, she asked if I wanted to get a drink. I agreed, and we met at the bar in a local hotel. We had a couple drinks and just talked and hung out. Read more »