Category: gonewildstories

Thank you for all your comments and messages on my [post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mq3s2w/f26_being_his_m42_fuck_toy_background_story_fm/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share). This story will be picking up from when we started messaging in Tinder. Apologies for the long story though, I made it as detailed as possible that I did not realize how long it was until I finished.

It was one of those days that I am very horny, and my pussy is tingling and wanting to be stuffed and filled. The whole 10-minute walk from my office to my flat was a pain that I really wanted to grab some stranger to satisfy the itch. Cold showers often stop the horniness usually, but that day was not one of those days, so having the man I was masturbating to match with me intensified the longing, my panties were drenched.

When I told him this, he said he would like to see for himself. He wants to bury his face on my pussy, lick the juices in them, then suck and bite on my clit until I produce more juices for him to lick and taste. He then described how both of us can feel good, like me sucking him, him fucking me, on my back, from behide, me riding him. By this time, I am very drenched and horny and desperate for a cock that I literally begged him to come, fuck me, and make those imaginations a reality. Read more »

My [M] long distance FWB [F] sent me a surprise slut [F] for the night

You may have read a few of my stories before but I had to start a new account, so here is one I’ve never shared on Reddit.

Amy, my long distance FWB, and I met in Vegas at a blackjack table and developed a very unique relationship. One where we spent very little time together in person but shared many sexual experiences, photos, videos and so many dirty chats. Both being adventurous and unabashedly sexual we forged a bond I’ve yet to experience again.

She was a late college cheerleader, 5’4 blonde, big butt and small boobs (my favorite) and loved showing off her body (another one of my favorites). We would often push each other to do more, wear less (her), and test kinks with new partners.

[Sexual part starts here] Read more »

It’s an undeniable fact that a frankly worrying amount of my sex life can be summed up and/or rationalised in just four simple words;

‘Fuck it, why not?’

A key instigating factor for any sexual endeavour should be, of course, that it’s fun for all involved. This really ought to go without saying, though I do occasionally feel that some individuals need reminding. But that’s a discussion for another time. Suffice to say: Sex should be fun. If it’s not, then something has gone badly wrong somewhere down the line.

But in addition to this basic requirement, I often find myself considering a separate and almost equally important category that needs to be fulfilled;

‘Will this make for a good anecdote?’

Sex is a truly wonderful thing. I’d go as far as to say that – when it’s done well – it’s quite simply one of the most enjoyable and satisfying things that it’s possible to do. But it’s also fleeting. It’s a firework. Burns bright briefly and then is over. The duration is finite – 10 minutes if you’re unlucky, 40 minutes if you’re lucky and an entire weekend if you can cope with the Sting (which is, very possibly, the worst joke I’ve ever written – and it’s up against some stiff competition). Once the physical act is over what you have left is the memory. Hopefully a good one. But the best memories are the ones that are *shared*. To share a memory is, to a degree, to relive it – or at least the nearest your mind can create. Read more »

This happened almost a year ago. There’s a bit of backstory before it gets intimate, but I think it’s important to capture the “wholesome” theme. My first submission here. Gentle feedback welcome. Please no judgement on our dynamic. It’s consensual.

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I was having a lot of self-confidence issues, especially since my husband and I were talking about opening up our marriage to look for women so I could explore my bisexuality, and fulfill some of our joint fantasies if possible. I couldn’t help comparing myself to the girls with the small perky tits that kept popping up on my FetLife feed. Meanwhile, my 34 J’s felt like an unsexy burden. It seemed like all the girls my husband followed were petite and small. My body has always been curvy (see comments for picture) and at the time I didn’t really feel confident in it. *(Note, a lot has changed in a year and I feel a lot more comfortable in my skin now – thanks to my husband, play partners, FetLife, Reddit, and most importantly adopting a healthy lifestyle and working towards my body goals).* Read more »

I never thought a lot about sex.
Now I think about it constantly.
Either it’s because of Corona or just because I’m so horny all the time.
I think about you. I dream about you. I dream about your body touching mine. Your hands caressing me from lip to lip. Scanning my body. Searching for the treasure. What will you do when you find it? Open it? Teasing it? Leaving it alone again? Are you male? Or are you female? I like it either way. Differently but either way is so hot. The one is hard the other soft.

What would you do?

I absolutely love being a slut and am not ashamed of it one bit! I love teaching and helping other girls to become the slut they want to be! I’ve done this with several of my friends!

My absolute favorite is other young moms that need to get themselves back out there!