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[MF] The time I had sex with a woman with only 1 leg.

Ok, lets have some context. I found out later (the day of, in person) that she had a prosthetic leg. I’m not going to glorify this (anymore then I am), nor do I have a fetish for this. It was just a unique experience I had when I was younger and now I’m sharing. I’m 19 at this time. She was 19 as well.

So this was a time long ago, when the dinosaurs roamed the Earth. I was chatting with this girl online on one of those chatting websites. Could be ratemybody, facethejury, Hot or not, etc. Anyway, we are chatting through messenger and getting all flirty, sexual and we agree to meet. She plans on coming over to my place. All the arrangements were done online. Texting wasn’t really a thing back then. We still had those phones were “send nudes” required the “S” button pressed 4 times in a row.

Fast forward. She gets to my place and she looks just as she advertised herself as. 5″2, almost but not quite a BBW, Fillipino, really big-full breasts – at least 38 DD, slightly tan skin, long black hair, hazel eyes. Dressed casually in a long tshirt, faded jeans and sandals. She had a very slight limp which I didn’t comment on, just noticed at the time. Read more »

Squirted in my backyard [F]

I’ve been horny all week and a follower suggested I let him tell me what to do today to find some relief.

I was already two fingers deep in my pussy, when we began to message and I knew I was in for it. I could hear my fingers sloshing in my cunt from how wet I made myself. I opened the door wide, my mom downstairs, and continued. I love the thrill of possibly being caught in the act, no matter who it is hehe.

My follower suggested I open the blinds and finger myself in front of my window in hopes that one of my neighbors might see me fucking myself. Feeling my fingers going in and out of me, I hear my mom come up the stairs and I add another finger in anticipation.

I hear her reach my room and I quickly slid off the bed and squat down on the ground, my fingers still pumping in me, as she talks to me and puts my laundry away, not seeing what her princess is doing. What an angel hehe. Trying my hardest not to moan, she stayed on the other side of my room, talking to me as I try to focus on making myself cum. She ended up leaving after a few minutes, and I hopped back on my bed, moaning and whining from how good my fingers felt in me. Read more »

How I[M] went from rarely speaking to my teammates wife [F] to fucking her on a weekly basis PER HIS REQUEST

Here we are, still not sure how we got here but I’ll jump right In. I played college basketball and ever since I’ve graduated, I participate in leagues around town with friends, meeting more guys along the way due to attempting to fill a roster.

Typically there are families there watching their loved ones play, some kids, girlfriend, wifes, parents. One teammate of mine had a stunning wife, (didn’t know they were married at the time since we were associated through sports) and she was at every game. Always said hi and bye but nothing more.

Randomly we all decide to get food after one of the games and walking to the car he waved me down after everyone else we were with had gotten into their car and he asked me what I was doing next. I told him heading home of course and he said take a look at this, shows me his phone and NUDES of his wife.. I’m like yo my guy that’s your chick ! Wyd and he told me to hear him out. Read more »

[M26] My first time with another [M]

This is going to be long. I used a new account for obvious reasons.

For awhile now, I’ve been thinking about being with a man. I recently got out of a long relationship with a girl, and I thought now’s my chance to try. I’m 26, fit and slim, and I like to think of myself as a handsome guy. It shouldn’t be an issue finding someone who’d like to walk me through it, right? So last week I set tinder to match with guys, and after a few days I matched with Mark, who’s a little older than me. He’s tall, around 6’2″, with a burly frame. Strong shoulders and a little bit of a gut, which I was totally into. After messaging back and forth for awhile, I decided to invite him out for coffee. He was so nice and easy to talk to. After I got back home, I texted him that I’d never been with a guy before, and that I was curious, but also nervous about it. He took it well and was fine with helping me broaden my horizons, and said he had a sneaking suspicion that that was the case. Read more »

The most intense four hours of my life [FF] – Part 5

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifn748/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_1/) * [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifn9dd/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_2/) * [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifnap9/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_3/) * [Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifncgx/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_4/) * [Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifndno/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_5/)

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Eventually we made it as far as the shower, but soaping each other down got us distracted. Boobs tend to do that. I played with her clit until her legs were shaking. Then we returned to the bedroom, and I buried my face in her glorious pussy. I love it; feeling her clit harden and grow under my tongue is the most erotic thing in the world. I love tasting her, licking the length of her with a tongue full of her wetness, stroking it over her clit, again and again.

I teased her; I got her going, then went deliberately too slow and too gentle, before stopping altogether and raising my head.

“You’re in charge,” I reminded her. “Tell me what you want.”

Demanding her own pleasure doesn’t come so easily, but she’s learning. “Harder,” she whispered. “Lick me harder.”

I purred agreement and obliged; long luxurious licks, a wide tongue pressed flat against her, then circling her clit, enjoying every moment of her scent, taste, and touch. Her hand reached for mine, and I grasped it as I focused on nothing but making her feel incredible. Read more »

The most intense four hours of my life [FF] – Part 4

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifn748/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_1/) * [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifn9dd/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_2/) * [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifnap9/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_3/) * [Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifncgx/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_4/) * [Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifndno/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_5/)

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I’m damn sure I slept that time, just as I was, tangled and languid, with the glass wand inside me. I woke to the sound of the door opening, and she presented me with a tray of French toast, fried bananas, bacon, and maple syrup. We ate together in blissful hunger, laughing at nothing and stealing kisses, as you do.

With our plates cleared, our energy was restored. We briefly considered getting up, but a few kisses set us off again. We teased each other’s nipples with hands and mouths, and explored further. Her wandering hand found the base of the glass wand still inside me, and stroked it thoughtfully. Even that gentle movement made me moan.

A hand on my hip nudged me to turn over. There’s a vulnerability about hands and knees that can be a bit intimidating with a new partner, but I had nothing but trust. She moved behind me, leaning against me, providing gentle pressure against the base of the wand, and slowly started a gentle pattern of thrust and retreat. Read more »

The most intense four hours of my life [FF] – Part 3

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifn748/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_1/) * [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifn9dd/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_2/) * [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifnap9/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_3/) * [Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifncgx/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_4/) * [Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifndno/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_5/)

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Afterwards, I lay in a helpless heap, totally unable to move. She cuddled down next to me, her hands grazing over my curves in a soothing rhythm. We might have even slept; I suspect I did, as the next thing I was aware of was the delicious chill of her glass wand tracing delicately over first one nipple, then the next.

It’s a thing of wonder, that wand; a rounded rod, with a bulb at one end, and smooth raised dots over the shaft. So simple, but so effective. The way its initial cold exaggerates every touch, and then transmutes to the familiarity of body warmth, is delightful. She trailed the tip down over my belly, over my mound, and slid the textured side down over my clit. She rested it there against me, moving it almost imperceptibly so the bumps tantalised me. Read more »

The most intense four hours of my life [FF] – Part 2

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifn748/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_1/) * [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifn9dd/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_2/) * [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifnap9/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_3/) * [Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifncgx/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_4/) * [Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifndno/the_most_intense_four_hours_of_my_life_ff_part_5/)

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The crescendo began again, poco a poco; mouth on mouth, lips on nipples, skin on skin. Her fingers slid between us again, sliding through the veritable pool of wetness between us, over my swollen clit, teasing and stroking until I was writhing with my back arched. I barely managed to meet her eyes and gasp “don’t stop! Don’t you fucking dare stop!” before pleasure flooded through me. I grabbed her hand and pressed it against me as I came, rubbing against it in the involuntary thrusting of a much-needed orgasm, and she kept it pressed there as I fell back into serenity, broken only by intermittent throbs, twitches and gasps.

When I could compose myself enough to open my eyes, she met them with a mischievous look- and wiggled the fingers that rested on me. I gasped in sensitive response, but she kept her movements delicate, barely there, and I never quite had to pull away. Gently, gently, she circled my clit, her fingers frictionless against me, barely touching, barely rubbing, but always there, sliding smoothly through my slipperiness until I could feel that throbbing pleasure start to build again. Read more »

The most intense four hours of my life [FF] – Part 1

It’s been a couple of months since I [finally got lady-laid](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hebygc/finally_found_what_ive_been_missing/), and honestly it just keeps getting better. Neither of us are spring chickens, and while we may not have the flexibility nor the figures we once had, the experience and sexual knowledge more than makes up for it. We have to grab what moments together that we can, but it is so worth it.

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We woke, snuggled together just as we’d fallen asleep. Our lips met, and we laughed as our nipples followed suit, seemingly magnetically attracted. We fit together so well.

She kissed me harder, deeper, moving above me. She wasn’t usually this dominant, but I was so here for it. Her body was warm against my side, and her mouth teased mine.

And then she bit my lip.

Not hard, just enough to let me know that this play was serious. She was in charge.

I tested her. I reached for her nipple, to tease it to firmness as I love to do. She batted my hand away. I tried again. She pinned my hand to the bed, looked me in the eye, and growled “No” under her breath. Read more »