Category: gonewildstories

[M]y night with my friends [F]iance. LONG

Hi there, this is a story of love and regret, a blissful night of fun and sex. The year was 2014 and I was a fresh Boot in the U.S.M.C and I was dating this girl named Ashley,(she really has nothing to do with this story) So any way I take leave to go back home to see my Family and girlfriend

And on one night of leave my friends fiance named vanessa asked me if I wanted to hang because he was out of town on business. Of course I said yes because we have been friends for years why the fuck not. I get dressed in simple jeans and a T shirt and meet her at a restaurant. I see vanessa waiting outside restaurant and let me tell you something she looked amazing. She was 20 years old white blues eyes blond hair stood about 5’5 with DD size breasts with a tie-dye shirt that hug them. She was a little thick around the stomach but she had an ass I drool over to this day thinking about it. We embraced in a warm friendly hug for two people who haven’t seen each other in months but it was strictly friendly. Read more »

How I [F] got face fucked by my teacher [M] (Part 2)

A couple weeks after were extremely weird. I just felt embarrased by what happened. This was something I truly hated: I’ve always felt uncomfortable a few minutes after having sex or masturbating. I felt guilty and ashamed and I never even knew why. Deep down, I knew I liked being face fucked by my teacher, but I tried my best to put it behind me. I was still attending classes regularly and I saw him about 4 times a week. I had so much trouble looking him in the eyes and just participating in class… It probably goes without saying that I stopped talking to him after class and just avoiding him as much as I could, which was quite noticeable.

This went on for a couple weeks. As usual, I’d try to put everything in my bag and leave the classroom as soon as possible, but as I was leaving, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

“Oh fuck.” I muttered.

“Close the door please, we should talk.” He said in a calm voice, not sounding like the person who face fucked me not so long ago. Read more »

That’s a lot of tit play and finger fucking for just B[FF]s

I met Alex through common friends. Me in my early to mid 20s, she in her late 20s. I can’t say I didn’t suspect she was gay because she’s one of those boyish girls that stands out in their features and mannerisms. Still, it was pretty innocent and unassuming at first. I was also identified as pretty solidly straight at the time. We instantly hit it off. She was blunt and had a genuine feel to her. She wasn’t in your face funny but she laughed at my jokes and threw a witty sarcastic line every now and then. She had a great smile. Cute brown short hair and brown eyes that wrinkled up at the sides when she smiled in that really lovable way.

At first I didn’t find her body attractive as being a voluptuous girl myself, I tend to think skinnier girls are luckier when it comes to wearing clothes and not having to worry much about looking good in them, but at the expense of looking kind of bland naked. Well, she had a boyish figure and had a mostly flat ass, a bit of love handles although her entire torso was pretty much the same circumference, apart for her surprising 34C cup hangers. The boobs were usually well hidden though, and they were a pretty nice discovery – more on that later. Read more »

Bride Dance On The Head Table And Then Gives The DJ Head & More In The Parking Garage [MF]

Long time looker; First time poster. I am a DJ and have performed at hundreds of weddings. This story takes place in the summer of 2009. I got a Facebook message from an ex girlfriend who said she was looking for a DJ for a wedding. Red flag #1. So I inflated my normal rate by almost half thinking she would try to find someone else. She told me she needed to discuss this with her soon to be husband and she would get back to me. A few weeks later she texted me and said she wanted to reserve the date and that my prices were perfect.

When we met up for the final consultation before the big day, she came alone. Red Flag #2. We discussed the reception plans and all the formalities. And the. We started talking about the past and present. She explained to me that her soon to be husband is a “little older” & works out of town constantly. She was flirting but I played it off and kept it professional. Read more »

[MF] 29 Year old with facial deformity. How I developed a fetish for rejection and denial.

I am a 29 year old virgin with a facial deformity who gets off on women having sex with other men.

Born with Trecher Collins syndrome. Was bullied in school so was eventually homeschooled. I went to university where people were a lot more forgiving. Including women, but I was friendzoned by attractive women while desperately wanting sex so it was awful. One girl, who is the most attractive girl I have ever known. (Brunette, curvy, Iranian with an amazing ass) became quite good friends with me.

I became fairly close friends with i eventually tried kissing her when she drove up on a hill one night to see the city. (Which I think almost any guy would assume there was something romantic) but anyway I was embarrassingly rejected but she remained friends with me.

A few months later we were hanging out and she bought another guy along and they were touching and eventually kissing, we went back to her place to where after we smoked some weed they went into a separate room and I first heard her laugh then few minutes later she let out a moan. Felt like I got hit right in the gut, It was humiliating. Read more »

[FF] I made my best friend cum – the morning after.

Part two – I made my best friend cum

If you haven’t read the first part, go to my profile and I’d suggest reading that one first to give you a bit more context as this one is setting off where the other ended.

Well, I had no idea how well received my first post would be! I got a lot of PMs asking for more – so here is the following I’d also like to point out again – this is true. So I’m sorry if it’s a little jumbled! Enjoy ?

After our first sexual experience with each other, you could say the following morning was a little awkward. I woke up around 6am and Lauren was still fast asleep. Her son was staying at his grandparents for the weekend so she didn’t need to get up for anything in particular.

I quietly got up and showered and made it downstairs without waking her up. I started my routine of making that first coffee of the day and got out my phone to have a look at my work emails. It’s worth saying, I’m a workaholic and I enjoy my job. I had also thrown myself deeper into work to deal with the breakup with Mia so I was working all kinds of hours to distract myself. Just as I’m scrolling through for any important returns for work a message pops up: Read more »

[M]y attempt to seduce a lesbian [F]riend results in a hot, genderfluid hookup

I’m a straight guy who’s been experimenting with genderfluidity for a couple years now. This story is one of the first incidents that got the ball rolling, back from when I was just out of college, working an office job with a bunch of other young people.

The co-worker I hit it off with the most was Sam, a girl who I swear to god looked exactly like Kristen Stewart. She was an alpha personality and had a really androgynous vibe, cute face and an amazing body. Our dress code at work was pretty loose and she constantly wore short shorts that showed off her long, sexy legs. She told me she only dated girls and I told her I understood, but that didn’t stop me from developing a huge crush on her.

As the months went by, we would go out drinking. We talked a lot about gender and sexuality because I was really intrigued by the types of girls she hooked up with: they were all a lot more femme than Sam was. They wore dresses, had longer hair, etc. I asked her if that meant she saw herself as more of a guy. Sam told me she didn’t think of herself as a guy, but she felt more confident and sexy when she was dressed in a more masculine style. I told her I agreed and I thought she looked a lot sexier in sambas than most other girls looked in heels. Read more »

Tales in BBW Land, Devin part three [MF]

Jesus Titty Fucking Christ, I was going from jerking off in the shower to the thought of titties, and here I am, with them in my face.

Heavy petting with Devin turned to something I didn’t do, and that was assert mild dominance. In the six years with Mel, sex as wash, rinse, repeat. Stick it in her, go to town, give her orgasms, after the second or third one, release my load, make sure she’s happy.

Here I am, in the bedroom of my 1974 GMC (you can see it, and the Celica in my post history), with this woman I barely know under me. She’s three hundred plus pounds, and I’ve been beating my dick in the shower for three years.

We’ve been getting handsy all night, as well as having the most splendid conversation (did you read that in Prince Akeem’s voice?), and well, alcohol and hormones were in the driver’s seat. Those kitty cat spandexy leggings have resigned themselves to the shag carpet.

This round queen was under me, instantly transporting me and my wildly average dong to Avalon through her vagina. By the power of Ronald Reagan and Greyskull, I didn’t blow my load the second I saw fat girl boobies. Read more »

Tales in BBW Land: Devin, Part One. [MF]

I’ve loved reading this subreddit, and it’s definitely helped me out when I was in a sexual drought, so I figured I would contribute my sexual adventures, over the past few years. I’ll start with Devin, and fuck no, I didn’t change names. None of that “Let’s call her…” horseshit. Real deal. This is long, so you guys won’t get the down and dirty until part two or three. Like I say, had to break this up into sections. Here we go!

My left knee protested against my Toyota’s heavy clutch. Another Friday, stuck in the mire of 405 traffic in south Orange County. This is Year Two of the Friday rigmarole, and Year Three of being in the Dead Bedroom Club, a fraternity I would not wish anybody entrance into. I usually leave 32nd Street in San Diego in a high-speed burn, Blaze across Camp Pendleton, to get stuck in hellish Los Angeles traffic, to wind up on my couch in Oxnard 7 hours later, we’re after a few whiskey sodas I retired to the bedroom, and sleep next to the Great Wall of pillows that separates my wife and I. At this point, I could not understand the dichotomy on our relationship. It was six years from us getting married, deployments, cross-country moves, and somehow I have become friend-zoned by the one woman I love. People that saw us, we’re actually surprised that we were married. Not because we were cold, and distant, but the fact that people thought we were two of the greatest friends and could ever ask for. And we actually work, there is nothing separating us from getting into any sort of Mischief, it was far removed from my weekly grind that was 190 miles south. The only problem was, my only form of sexual relevance was reading this very subreddit, and relishing any story u/ddfnord wrote. Read more »