Category: gonewildstories

[F]ucking [M]y ex

Throwaway because M knows my account

My ex (18F) and I (19M) have been broken up for about 2 and a half months. We’ll call her M. M is amazing, beautiful and sexy. She is the girl that everyone turns to look at when entering the room. Our breakup was not terrible but there were some things that needed to be talked about and apologize for on my behalf. She lives two hours away from me and I eventually got burnt out. Two weeks ago, I was in my feels and reached out to her via text. A day later she responded and after catching up a bit she told me she was planning on coming out to my town to hangout with a few of my friends that she has remained friends with. She said that she wanted to see me. Read more »

[MF] Prequel to my last story: best sex of my life with Bumble match

Skip to the ********* if you want to skip some set up. Also, feel free to message me if you like the story– I like to share pictures and chat about these kinds of things. Pictures of me in my post history—and I’ve been told my face reminds people of actors like Robert Pattinson.

We matched on Bumble — to my surprise. By this time I’d had plenty of luck on apps like that, but rarely with black women. Even more rarely from stunningly beautiful black women like Shaliah. I’m white, with some Irish and Italian heritage, 6’2, thin but still have a bit of the muscle from my athletic career, hairy, big lips that people seem to like, strong jaw, usually have a beard or a mustache, and medium length hair that get’s me a lot of compliments. At the time I was 26, and I was going through a bit of a non-monogamous, fun phase.

We texted a bit, then she said she’d rather talk on the phone which was charming and wholesome. I passed her tests and she passed mine and we set a date to get drinks. Read more »

She is not my cousin [MF] Part 4 El is obsessed with my past conquests

She is not my cousin [MF] Part 4 El is obsessed with my past conquests.

El working for me was going great. We really lived as a couple and acted as such. At this point we knew it was best to not tell our families. El had been in contact with some of her old friends, in fact a couple have been over to our place. Of course they were shocked to learn the truth about of us but enough time had gone by that it didn’t make a difference to them.

El was also managed to take some college courses to work towards a degree.

Our sex was just getting hotter and hotter. In fact her desire for me to be rougher influenced the lingerie she bought. She had been a lace type girl but her newer choice were something more of what I would call bondage lingerie. She really started asking me about my exploits between HS and her coming back. Understand I was very hesitant sharing with her. She told me she wanted to hear them. She wanted to visualize my dominance. My guess she related them back to earlier days and how much it excited for her to hear about me from her friends.
I didn’t want her to compete with the past. Because the past could not compete with her. After she brought up a few details about me and Jenna as well as what Jenna told her she liked about me. So I finally told her about a few. Read more »

The Longest Uber Ride of My Hoe Li[F]e – A Butt Plug Story

Hi. It’s me. A slut from the internet who meets men (scoring ladies on the internet is hard for EVERYone, man) of questionable morals for casual sex because I disguise my abandonment issues as self-confidence. I’ve written other stories about my self-confidence that you can read at your leisure if you want to experience the emotional roller coaster of being a person who hates everyone but fucks strangers. They’re all real. They’re detailed because every awkward moment is carved into my soul, and I get off to the thought of others getting off to my suffering. PMs are open, because what the fuck else do I have to be doing?

Now that we’ve got the obligatory disclosure out of the way, I understand I’m entitled to offer you visual folks who are still reading your porn (you adorable balls of conflicting internal interests) a description of me: I’m 5’2″, 130 lbs, that weird trendy gray shade of blonde, resting bitch face, oversized Warby Parkers, fake DDD boobs that I’m told could totally pass for natural (liars), objectively work hot, and (fuck you to whoever coined this) PAWG-ish. I only put PAWGish because I paid really good money for really awesome tits, and still get told my ass is my best feature. This really sucks as a 5’2″ person with short arms to take appropriate pictures of. I’ve included a fair effort. This [picture](https://imgur.com/a/omqRxDQ) is the best I can do. Just kidding – Here’s a [picture](https://imgur.com/a/nPZhJ5E) of my yoga pants covered in cat hair, which is actually the best I can do. Read more »

Discovering My Bisexuality Part 3: The Night We Went All The Way [MM]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/comments/fjsn5s/discovering_my_bisexuality/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/comments/fk3qvm/almost_getting_caught_by_his_sister/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

The thought of David fucking me consumed my thoughts for weeks. My hormones were at an all time high. It was all I could think about day and night. I lost count of how many times I jerked off to the thought of it. David of course was feeling the same way. We kept up our fun of hanging out at his house, making out, watching porn, blowing each other. We did a lot of research to know what we had to do. David and I went down to the local Dollar General and stole a few tubes of lube.

On the day of I made sure to eat light, as recommended by what I had read. David was busy with family during the day so I had to wait until he got home later that day to see him. I had the house to myself as my mom and sister were out. I wanted to be perfect for him. I grabbed one of my moms razors and some of her shaving cream. I lathered up my legs, my cock, my balls and my ass. I stood there in bliss as I shaved myself smooth thinking of the night ahead. Read more »

sleazy hotel [F]

After my first long term boyfriend and I broke up, I had a huge slut phase. I met a majority of the guys I fucked on tinder, and one of my first matches was Seth. I was 19 at the time and he was 22. He lived out of state and was in town for a week for work. After messaging and sending some nudes back and forth, he invited me to come to his hotel. I obviously knew we were going to fuck, and I was pretty nervous. This was the first guy I fucked after losing my virginity to my ex. I freshened up and packed my bag. On the drive there, I smoked a joint to ease my anxiety a bit. Read more »

Snapchat [F]

Last summer I matched with a boy on tinder that was a grade below me and automatically added him on Snapchat. I was really horny that night and got wine drunk by myself. I was hoping I could get him to come over to fuck me that night, but he was road tripping home from a vacation with his dad. I sent him a few playful nudes and he asked for more for entertainment for his drive home. He was good at sexting and helping me get off so I kept sending him more.

Eventually it led to me sending him full videos of me fucking myself with my dildo and vibrator. He told me he thought his dad had looked over and seen him watching one of my videos. That turned me on even more, thinking about his dad looking over and wanting what his son is getting.

He did end up coming over to fuck me once, but it was really bad hahaha. I think he might’ve been a virgin and was a sweaty mess which was disappointing. I ghosted him after that, but still get off thinking about our Snapchat fun. Read more »

the drive home [F]

When I was 19 and dating one of my old boyfriends, we went to his older sisters wedding. He was 21 by then so come the reception, he was buying and sneaking me drinks. I had probably 3-4 drinks and was feeling pretty tipsy by the end of the night. Alcohol always goes right to my pussy and makes it so wet, so I was really horny. I kept sneak feeling his dick under the dinner table throughout the night and he would slide his hands up my thighs, teasing me. When we finally left, I was so excited to fuck. It was an hour drive home and I definitely knew I couldn’t wait.

About 15 minutes in. I leaned over and kissed his neck and then pulled my dress above my waist and spread my legs. I started rubbing my thighs and just staring at my boyfriend, breathing heavy. He kept looking back n forth from the road to me lol and I started rubbing my pussy. Shortly after he reached over and pulled my underwear down and started slowly playing with my clit. My adrenaline was rushing and though it was dark, I was nervous that anyone driving past could see my pussy on display and me losing control of my body. I was moaning so much and it made me feel so slutty but it was really fun. Read more »

My first time getting fully fisted and rimming my Daddy Dom [Mf]

About two months ago I had an amazing escape with my Dom Daddy Darcy. We rented the most incredibly beautiful cabin made of glass, perfectly perched on a cliff overlooking a secluded beach and the Pacific ocean in northern California. Darcy has written a pretty detailed account of that trip, but there were a few stand out moments for me I had to share. One of my favourites, which still boggles my mind to think about, was being fisted for the first time ever. 

This happened on the last day of our vacation, and I had already clocked 38 orgasms in less than 3 days. Suffice to say, Darcy had kept me “busy”… but he wasn’t letting me go home without checking the major item off my fuck-et list. I knew this when I walked into the bedroom and saw the towel and my toys spread out on the bed. Darcy was seated in a giant leather lounge chair beside the bed, just close enough to touch me as I crawled onto the bed towards him. I laid down and let my long legs, clad in black thigh-high socks, fall open and expose my throbbing pussy. I wasn’t sure if I was aching from want or from the previous two days to be totally honest. But when I looked up and saw the grin on Darcy’s face and his camera in hand, I knew nothing was going to stop me from enjoying this particular memory.  Read more »

I [F] Earned my Collar from [M]aster

For all my years as a submissive, I never took a collar from a Dom(me); I was theirs for only the session. Last week that changed as I happily worked to earn the collar Master made for me. He gave me a single straight-forward task to earn my collar: make Master cum. For just a second I thought he was going to make this too easy but as he reached for the handcuffs and rope I realized he had other plans.

With the rope he constructed a simple but tight harness around my chest, shoulders and breasts. He looped the loose ends running down either side of my back, between my ass cheeks, wrapping tightly around my cunt and back up to my shoulders before completing a corset bind around my waist. If I didn’t hold good posture the ropes would pull and rub endlessly on my clit. My heart skipped a beat as he tossed me onto the bed, flat on my back, and gathered my hands above my head. The handcuffs locked around my wrists and were anchored at the head of the bed with another rope. Master stood up abruptly and left me there to pour himself a drink. Each second felt like an eternity as I lie there naked and bound; able to move around a bit but unable to touch my now soaked and aching pussy. Read more »