We definitely got caught, that doesn’t mean that we stopped – [MF]

Names and details changed to protect the innocent and guilty. 

This is a story about Val, and a night marked by my most public hook-up to date. I met Val the way I met most women I sleep with, Tinder. On the night in question we didn’t have sex, but that’s a trivial concern given what we did do. In public. In full view of various drunk college students. This story isn’t my proudest moment, but good lord is it hot. Hopefully you all can live vicariously through me (and Val) so you don’t have to do anything quite as stupid as getting caught messing around in public.

[F] An experience to share

A previous experience…So my friend, texted me to come over, havent seen him in weeks ?. I stopped got us a bottle of patron, big bottle of wine, and some mexican food. Got there, chatted a little, ate, drank right away. Soon as were done, he wanted a massage. I oblige, happily. Starting with his feet and working my way up his legs. I rubbed his thick manly thighs with everything i had. I rubbed him for a long time, working my way up to his btoad strong shoulders. I playfully kissed on his back and neck, stoppoing to suck on his ears. I touched every inch, then he flipped over. ? i rubbed him a lttle more, then went right to the prize. Grabbed him with two hands, shoving his bbc in my mouth. I sucked his dick for a while, spit everywhere, per usual. He really seemed to enjoy it. He was pushing and pulling my head, i like that. ? licking up and down his long shaft, trying to shove more in my mouth than would fit. Both balls in my mouth, licking his taint, usi g everything I have to please him. He could t tske much more before, he stood up at the side of the bed, stripped me down, flipped me on my back and started licking my pussy. That lasted about two mintures before he started fucking me. It felt so good when he slipped his cock inside me. My pussy was so wet. He fucked me so hard with such an angry look on his face. Pounding my wet pussy, filling me completly.
That didnt last too long, maybe ten minutes, but it felt great. When he was close to cuming, he told me to drink it. I sucked him off and kept going until he made me stop.
We went back in the living room, still naked, he put a movie on, and wanted his feet rubbed. I obliged again, my hand continually trailing up his leg, to his dick. He kept trying to push my hand away, but i wanted more. He said u know what, and stood up, looking like he know what to do with me. Took me to the bedroom and bent me over and fucked me in the ass. It was so fucking tight, but i wanted every inch. He fucked me so hard and fast. I was so loud, he tried to quiet me (he lives in an apartment) but i couldnt. He came in my ass, and i was spent. I went and took a shower, then went to the living room to watch tv again.

[M][F] A new wild fetish has appeared!

While driving one day someone almost collided with me. It was a normal thing when someone tries to juggle their drink and snack while maneuvering a parking lot and after I hurled some insults under my breathe I posted about the encounter on Whisper. I didn’t think anything of it, got some likes and comments and went about my day until I had a private message. A girl, in the nice sweet 18-22 age range, and within a few miles. I entertained her banter and included my own and found out she was in the same position I was at the time; separated and divorcing.

We kept it going for a few days, swapping barely clothed pics. She was petite with a perky B cup and wider hips with a uplifting booty and some tats on her body. We did a face to face when it was convenient to see if we clicked physically and we had that awesome spark that just had me grabbing her by her ass and picking her up for a kiss. I could tell if she had the time she would have just stripped there and fucked, but we had to get back to what we were doing.

[M] Just had my first sexual encounter with another man.

Let me start off by saying I had a feeling this would happen some day because I’ve always been a little curious.

My friends from work invited me out to a gay bar last night. (Because who doesn’t love working hungover on a Monday.) I obliged and after dancing and having a surprisingly great time as I was up at the bar waiting to order more drinks a man offered to buy me one, I was cool with it and we ended up conversing for a little while, he asked me the question (so are you into men) which I knew he was going to pop sooner or later. I said no but before I could even think, the tequila I’ve been having all night had me blurt out “But that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate others with a big dick.” I’m quite sure that drunken statement made me whole evening take a left turn. His eyes lit up like it was Christmas morning. Not even 10 seconds later he asked if I had any photos, I did and wasn’t immediately comfortable showing him, and I told him that so he said the infamous line “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours first.” It worked. It was now around 10pm and I went and told my friends I was going home so I wasn’t in too bad of shape for work the next morning. In reality I ended up taking an Uber back to the mans apartment after he offered drinks and pizza, which happened to only be a few blocks from my own. For the sake of keeping this story as clean as possible I will end it there, but for those who stuck around to read all of this just know I called out of work the next day and can safely say I survived a 9 inch penis. 10/10 would probably do it again. Cheers!

Cancun Surprise [MMF]

First, let me say that my wife Stacy and I have experience playing with others inside of our marriage, so this story isn’t one that comes complete out of nowhere – though it was certainly a surprise in both it happening and the manner in which it progressed. I will say, I do enjoy watching her with another man, however my kink lies firmly in the voyeurism side of things and I do not participate or have an interest in a true dom-sub relationship. With that, I certainly don’t judge those who embrace that side of hotwife/cuckolding – it just isn’t for me.

We recently took a week’s vacation to Cancun and stayed at a Secrets resort, which is adults-only but certainly not a “lifestyle” destination. Stacy is 30 and I am 33. On our first day there, while having drinks at the swim-up bar a gentleman beside us started making small talk. His name is John, 46, a retired marine, African American with a clean-shaven head and a short salt and pepper beard. He was probably 6’4 and broad shouldered, there with a large group of family and friends for his sister’s wedding. We chatted with him for a little over an hour and at the time I did not think much of it.

[MF] Rail Trail Fun

I started talking to Cindy in the chat room on Thursday night or so. By Friday night I had convinced to meet in person, so she gave me directions to her house in an area known for the Amish population. Saturday morning around lunchtime or so. It was fall so it was a little chilly. I found her house and only got lost once. We sat around her living room talking for a while. She was pretty, she was in her late 40’s (I was late 30’s at the time).
She told me how her husband had died from a heart condition and her son had the same thing and she was unhappy about that because she couldn’t have more kids blah blah blah.
then she suggested we go for a walk as it was getting really nice outside, and her son was hanging out at her house. Just about 2 blocks from her house was a rail trail that had just been constructed, she suggested that. She was wearing jeans and a long sleeve button up shirt.
We started walking on the rail trail. It was very straight and just went through some woods for about a half a mile and then out in to the farm lands. About the time we got to the edge of the woods we heard a commotion behind us, and turned around just in time to see a group of young Amish men racing their horses up the trail. She grabbed my hand as we moved to the side to let them by, but she was in no hurry to let go so I just went with it.
We walked a while more, hand in hand, all the time getting closer and closer.
Finally we came to an old railroad trestle. It’s one of those steel ones with the sides about 4 feet high, over a creek. We had walked a good 2 miles or so.
So I stop to look at the creek and she’s just standing there looking too. It’s all flat farmland here but it’s fall so everything is nice and golden brown.
She’s standing against the rail with her elbows propped up on it and I stand behind her, with my hands on either side of her. She kinda looked on both sides and noticed how I was standing, and moved back and pressed up against me. Of course I didn’t move, so she started to very slightly rub against me. I put my arms around her waist and pulled her closer, she put her hands over mine and closed her eyes. I started gently kissing her neck, which made her squirm.
After a little of this she turned around and leaned against the railing. I leaned against her and we started kissing. We made out hot and heavy for about 10 or 15 minutes, then slowed down and she turned back around and looked at the creek. I was still behind her so i put both hands on her boobs and pushed against her so she was pressed against the railing. She put her hands on the railing, lowered her head and started grinding her ass against me. I started to unbutton her shirt as she rubbed up against me. She turned around again and we started kissing, i reached around and unhooked her bra.
More kissing as I played with her nipples, then I bent over and started licking and gently sucking them. I stood up to kiss her again and she reached down and unbottoned my pants and started rubbing my cock. She pulled it out and slowly bent down and just before she put her lips around the head she said “just keep your eyes open”. She started sucking me and unbottoned her own jeans. After a few minutes of this I was rock hard, she looked up at me and said “what now cowboy?”
So I stood her up, turned her around against the railing, and pulled her jeans to her knees. She moved her ass back and bent over with her hands on the rail and I entered her from behind. We were both so turned on it didn’t take long. She was extremely wet and came at least once. In about ten minutes I was ready and she said she wanted me to cum inside her. So I did.

[MFM] Pt 2: I felt up his wife while … he watched in the hot-tub.

“Alright. Tell me one of your fantasies. What would you do?”, Amy said, breaking the kiss. We were on a park bench in a grassy beach-side park. Her hair was slightly messed up from my hands. It took me a half-second to catch my breath, but then I started. “So I’ve had a fantasy about being over at a friend’s house, right? For like a board game night or movie or whatever. And as the night goes on I get flirtier with his wife. A comment here, a touch there. Until I’m straight up feeling her up and using her right there in front of him. But we still keep hanging out like nothing’s happening. Chatting and having fun.”

I check her for a reaction but she’s almost stone-faced. Until finally she nods her head a few times. “Mmhmm. Mmhmm. Yes please. I would like that. And I KNOW he would love that. We need to have you over.” Definitely pleased with her response, I pulled her back in to the kiss.

[Link to Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cemdv5/mf_i_felt_up_his_wife_while_he_was_fixing)

Amy’s husband raised the bottle of Brown Sugar Bourbon. Poured himself a few ounces. And took a drink.

Boy[F]riend [M]ade me [F]uck another slut for his bday (Part 2)

[Part 1: Boyfriend made me fuck another slut for his bday](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ce357b/boyfriend_made_me_fuck_another_slut_for_his_bday/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

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We drive to a restaurant nearby and, once the food comes, realize how hungry we all are from our amazing first round. Andres has a defeated look and asks if we should just head home, but I’m not about to let the celebrations end so easily, nor do I want to drive for hours in a downpour. I look up other nearby accommodations on my phone, and find a hotel right around the corner that looks nice and isn’t too expensive. I show Andres and Marie, and they agree we should get a room. I can tell they are both eager to continue the fun.

I’m still super pissed about being kicked out of the inn, but try to not let my sour mood make things worse (which gets easier as I get some rum in my system). All throughout dinner, I keep replaying the sexy things we had just done to each other in my head, and after meeting my eye and smirking as he catches me smiling to myself, I know Andres is too. Marie, for her part, seems as innocent as a nun. She converses sweetly and almost timidly, not using any foul language or raunchy humor or anything above a PG (or even G) level. Knowing that her little nympho side is only revealed to a select few makes her even hotter to me. I can’t wait to see her be even more of a slut and just fuck the living shit out of her.

After the Break Up- Fucking the Pain Away (Part 1) [MF]

So me and my boyfriend from previous stories recently broke up. However, we’re both so slutty that we’re choosing to be fuckbuddies instead. For purposes of anonymity, as well as saying he’ll always be this to me, I’ll just refer to him as daddy.

He had a sleepover planned for after I got back from a 3 week trip, which we still did even though it had been less than a week since we broke up, sort of as a way to fuck away any pain. However, other people were added to this sleepover, providing the challenge of keeping quiet even though his family wasn’t home.

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Is it weird to be sexually attracted to mysel[F]?

Long time lurker but made a new account so I can try posting. I have stories coming up but I do have a question.

I bought myself a new bra on Amazon. Not going to lie, I look pretty damn sexy and the second I saw myself in it in the mirror, I was turned on by my reflection. I immediately started to masterbate, watching myself.

I’m not the ugliest person on the planet, but probably above average. Depends who I’m talking to.

I’ve looked my myself in a bathing suit before and felt turned on, but I don’t know what it was about to today that came over me. Is this weird? Am I the only one? I don’t know if it makes a difference, but I’m bi. That last one probably doesn’t matter but oh well.