Category: gonewildstories

I [M] had no idea teachers [F] were so horny

I remember growing up I always thought teachers were so boring and one-dimensional. It was always off-putting to see them outside of school and I never considered them as people who were single and dating, even sleeping around.

But then I started hooking up with teachers. And that changed everything.

I remember one night I was on a Tinder date at a casual dive spot in town. She was an elementary school teacher and it was a school night. I remarked about how growing up, I had no idea that my teachers were probably showing up to work hungover after going on a date with some guy off the internet and she said oh you have no idea.

She was cute, with big eyes and dark hair. She had great curves in all the places you want great curves to be.

I drove her home and we got to making out in my car in the alley behind her apartment by the garages and trash cans. It was dark and late and I was hard and horny. I put her hand on my cock and she started stroking it through my jeans while I grabbed at her tits from under her shirt. Read more »

He said suck as many dicks as I want… [FMM]

Up to this point my husband and I hadn’t played separately. It hadn’t even come up. I had plans to go out with my friend Becky. I started getting frisky as I got ready. I went over to my husband and told him I wanted to be a bad girl when I went out. He laughed and said, “But you’re going out with Becky, I doubt she likes to get that wild”. I pushed him down in a chair, dropped to my knees, pulled his pants down and started telling him about Becky in college. I worked his cock in my mouth slowly, stopping to tell him how I watched Becky get spit roasted on a couch, in the middle of party, by two guys she just met. I teased his dick and told him that if he let me be bad, I’d do anything he wanted. That didn’t work. He grabbed my head and fucked my face hard. He reminded me that I do what he wants already and by the end I was begging him to fuck my face harder and let me have his cum. After I got my reward he said, “you can be bad, but I have three conditions 1) you be honest and tell me everything 2) you send me videos 3) you don’t fuck anyone without my express permission, suck as much dick as you, but no fucking”. Read more »

Happy Endings and the Milf Masseuse : VOL 2 [MF]

In the rainy, storm gray days that followed the fruition of all my most desirous fantasies coming true: I was a new man. Truly, I had coworkers and friends remark more than once about an “especially upbeat” me. I was like Peter Parker right after the spider bite.

“Just some good self care ” I would say, and then subsequently spend the rest of the work day trying not to replay my glorious, long awaited session with Marcy, and the tender moments after.

Back to that fateful day, as I pieced together my outfit back on, still glowing but still sweaty from the encounter; she stepped out of the main floor of the studio to freshen up herself. I watched as her perfect form disappeared into the kitchen. Still only wearing her koi fish kimono, her breasts bouncing free from restraint and poking through, visible from behind. Big ass – a metronome moving side to side as she walked, the crux of her hourglass figure. Even the way she walked was sensual. Read more »

I almost got banned fro[m] Six [F]lags

Ok. Not one of my prouder moments and it’ll probably make some of you mad but…it is what it is.
When I was in high school, I had a Six Flags season pass all 4 years. One year, late summer…I (per the norm) met a guy and hung out with him all day. We progressed through the day from holding hands, to kissing, to passionately kissing. Toward the evening, he suggested that we ride The Cave. At the time The Cave was a dark ride. A boat that floated through a chilly waterway…fantastic for cooling off, or making out.
You sat in a row on a bench, straddling it.
Anyway, we got alone, and as it was later in the day they let us ride. As soon as the ride entered the dark cave, his lips hit my neck. Within seconds, his hands were up my shirt and under my bra. My tits were in his hands and he was fantastic at what he was doing. I took one hand off of a breast, and guided it to my thighs, opening widely for him. He immediately started rubbing my very wet pussy but…alas, I got carried away and the ride ended. So, we exit, run all the way around the ride, get back in line and…again we board. This time I made it more clear. I slid my panties off and put them in my purse spreading wide. He worked his hands around and began to finger fuck me right there. Fuck he was hot! I came 3 times on the ride but…I knew my ride home would be there soon. I led him by the hand after to an area where no one ever goes. It was the last bastion of what was left over from skull Island, according to a friend’s parent but..in any case, no one ever went there. I quickly ran w him following, and as soon as we were there, I bent over and pulled my skirt up, leaning over a bench making it known what I wanted. He proceeded to pound the crap outta me right there. He reached under and strummed my clit…omg he was amazing, but after 3-4 minutes I was afraid we’d get caught. So, I readjusted had him sit next to me and began stroking him off. As soon as he came, Six Flags security completely caught us.
He sprinted off, and I just froze. Really jerk move to leave me but, he was off like a world class sprinter and at least safe.
They took me to the security office in front. I didn’t have his number or anything, so I knew he would be ok…and I immediately cooked up a story. (Dont hate me.)
I was interviewed by security at their office and threatened with losing my season pass. I cried and went into hysterics and basically told them he was older and I felt threatened, so I jacked him off to get him to quit stalking me. I also gave them a completely made up description.
They immediately went from accusatory to pity, and i played it well.
They agreed to let me go and not contact my parents, after counseling me over the dangers present in the park…lol.
I lived. We ended up hooking up later because he did have my number. Yes, its HORRIBLE to accuse guys of things they didn’t do and had we both been there I would have accepted my consequences but…everything turned out for the best.

[F] I let married men fuck me because the thrill is amazing

Typical home-wrecker who can’t keep her legs closed here! As the title says…I *love* married men, especially older ones.

Most of the ones I’ve hooked up with have mainly been friends Dad’s who are a little bored with their wife. That’s where I happily step in! Nothing makes me hornier when a man is willing to risk his entire marriage/family for the opportunity of plowing me.

I’m not the most attractive girl but I do have the tits to make up for it. How do I know this? Most tell me! If I didn’t have such a large pair of breasts, they wouldn’t be balls deep in me. And I also find that hot!

Here’s to all the married men who need a side bitch to pump some baby batter in <3

We banged on a bike trail [MF]

It was a warm summer night on a Tuesday or Wednesday. I mean… we’re married (31M and 27F). Exciting for us is usually diving into a bed of sheets and blankets, pretending we intend to watch a movie, chatting, exchanging massages, sometimes leading to vanilla sexy times that wouldn’t impress anybody but ourselves, never watching a movie, and then passing out in a puddle of cuddles on the bed. It’s not exactly /r/gonewildstories material, but hot damn it’s awesome for us! At that point though, we had been through a lot on a personal level for a few weeks.

Going out was exactly what we needed, and my wife Estelle was – and still is – an amazing woman to have holding your hand. She’s tall, strawberry blonde, and pretty fit from years of dancing. She could have gone pro if her parents had been a little more neurotic and her boobs weren’t threatening to bump her up from a “c” to a “d-cup”, but I’m the beneficiary of every curve on her body. She was wearing a dress that she bought on a trip to South America back in college, and it showed her off beautifully. Read more »

I hate tinder and I’m over trying to date. [MF]

I got to try dabs yesterday for the first time. That was cool but not worth the insane awkwardness I had to endure. I went over to this dude from tinders house and I told him beforehand I didn’t want to have sex and I just wanted to get to know him. He was all over me. It was like dab-awkward touch – dab – kiss – dab… it was fucking weird.

Voices are a dealbreaker for me and I HATED his voice. The more we smoked the more I wanted to punch him in the throat. Then he went on a fucking rant about the vaccine. So I left.

Ended up going to a bar around the corner and meeting up with this guy S who I’ve been friends with a while. He’s cool. I had a slight emotional breakdown but without the tears, so I didn’t look too pathetic which was nice.

After me ranting to S about everything we went outside to leave and he asked if he could go down on me in his back seat. I busted out laughing… I thought he was joking… he wasn’t. Ugh. Read more »

A dominatrix brought [M]e home, Dublin Ireland

It was just a regular night out with some friends in Dublin around July 2019. We had partied throughout the whole night and were pretty drunk when it was closing time. We decided to head to a late bar Legg’s. Anyone familiar knows it’s the place at the end of the night individuals who still want to party and singles still searching for the someone frequent.

Typical night in Legg’s until I go chatting to this curvy pretty lady, long brown hair, bright green eyes, great smile and a dress and stockings that highlighted her assets.

We got to chatting and shared some drinks and stories. When it came to closing time (5am) she asked did I want to go back to hers. I was not going to say no at this point. She led me straight to a taxi.

When we got back to hers we shared some more drinks and I leaned into kiss her. Things where heating up so I grabbed her by the hips when she pulled me away and asked did she ask me to do that. With that she went to the bathroom. Read more »

The ‘thank you’ blowjob[FM]

I’ve been thinking about ‘slutty origin stories’ lately. Reading about your experiences has given me some inspiration. I wondered at what moment I became the kind of proud slut I am today and I keep circling back to a simple kind but slutty act: saying thank you with my mouth.

The first of these came when I was 19 in college. I mostly just fucked guys I dated. I was a nursing student, but struggled mightily with biochem. Another guy in my class offered to help me out. He was cute, Indian, very sweet, but decidedly not my type. I wouldn’t have passed the class without his help. I knew I was taking advantage of him. He had a crush on me even if he tried to hide it. At the end of the semester, before we all went our separate ways, I asked him if I could thank him in any way. I played it coyly, “Is there anything I can do for you? Anything at all?” with big doe eyes. He wouldn’t bite, so I put my hand on his crotch and asked again. He didn’t really say anything. He was nervous. But I whipped out his dick and went to work. It didn’t take long. Read more »

I was studying for the bar exam and had a lot of built up tension [FM] [Part 5]

I was not really expecting this to be a five part story, but whatever. Clearly law school taught me an appreciation for thoroughness and detail… Especially in foreplay. If you feel the same check out:

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mzxj63/i_was_studying_for_the_bar_exam_and_had_a_lot_of/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n0fkwk/i_was_studying_for_the_bar_exam_and_had_a_lot_of/)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n0fn9g/i_was_studying_for_the_bar_exam_and_had_a_lot_of/)

[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n0nbwp/i_was_studying_for_the_bar_exam_and_had_a_lot_of/)

So I’m not sure I’d recommend strategically rejecting someone like he did to me at the beginning of this story because it’s just as much of a gamble as it is a power move. I’m not being coy when I say he was genuinely starting to piss me off and I questioned whether it was even worth the pursuit, especially because I was busy studying at the time and didn’t know how long I could stand this game. However, the payoff of this gamble is that the two of us had just spent the past several weeks fantasizing about each other (see Part 2), which had given us both some interesting ideas when the night finally unfolded.

All that is to say, when we finally got to his place and I found myself in his bedroom, my confidence waned ever so slightly. Buildup is great but it’s also a lot of pressure. “Are you nervous?” He laughed, reading my expression. Read more »