Hottest experience of my life [MF]

I[M] have a few fetishes including buying womens used panties and using them to masturbate in. Back in the day i was in a relationship and would search craigslist to see the ads. Not many took my fancy, very little detail which i needed because i wanted to be attracted to the person whos underwear id be sniffing. One day i found an ad that was not too far from my area, offered face to face meet ups, reasonably priced and provided a picture which even though was faceless, i could tell by how fit her body was she would be hot.

So i contacted her[F] and we met up at a cafe, we chatted a bit and she excused herself to go to the washroom and came back and handed over her panties. I went home and stroked my dick sniffing her sexy scent still wet from her pussy. She sent me a message after saying she had a good time and she was surprised how handdome i was. I met up with her a couple more times and we got along well. We met in the park one day and she’d sit next to me on the bench with one leg up and pull her panties to the side. Her pussy glistened and i wanted to eat it right there. The next time she invited me over her house to do a few jobs and she told me she’d like to have a masturbation session where we masturbate infront of each other.

The Assist [FM]

I met my wife travelling for work, and decided to move to her city to give love a shot. It’s worked out great. As much as I’ve tried to cut back on my travel, I still have times where I’ll have to do extended trips. We’re both high libido, so the first few trips really sucked.. even with cameras phone sex just isn’t the real thing, and getting home every weekend or every other wasn’t always feasible. Eventually we had “the talk” and laid out ground rules for hooking up with other people; not quite polyamory, but definitely ethical non-manogomy. My wife is bi, so now she is able to scratch that itch without me.

My next trip was a two-month stay, during winter, up near the great lakes. Even with our new arrangement, I didn’t have a lot of hope to meet someone given the circumstances. The first few days my wife would ask how it was going, and seemed a little disappointed that I wasn’t trying harder. I was talking to her on the phone one morning while I was standing in line at the hotel coffee shop and noticed the woman in front of me having trouble with her credit card. I put my wife on hold and asked if the woman minded if I bought her coffee. She smiled, said thank you, and I went back to talking to my wife without thinking much about it.

Giving the neighbor a show [MF], kind of public

Sadie was an interesting woman. She was smart (way smarter than me), had a cool job and was a bit of a hippy. She was in her early 30s which was older than I was used to at the time. Which was probably a good thing that I was finally with someone who didn’t play head games. At 5,2 she was short and curvy. Rather small breasts but a huge bubble ass. Curvy and tight. She was self conscious of her breasts but at same time had zero concerns showing them. Or being naked in general.

She was an exotic mixture of Colombian mother and Irish father. Which made her skin a light permanent tan all over.

She was the first bi woman I have been with that dated just as many women as men. She loved that I was bi as well. Sexuality to her was fluid and she had once been a unicorn for a married couple. Which ended horribly as she and the husband would break every rule to fuck whenever they wanted. She also found cheating super hot.

I (M)iss her, but she was too wild [MF] part 2 [LONG]

I (M)iss her, but she was too wild [MF] part 2 [LONG]

This will be the second part of my story, and to have the necessary context, I strongly encourage you to read part 1 (see my post history as I’m not sure how to link stories yet). Again, this is an accurate account (minus some telling details) of something that actually happened to me 12 years ago. To give you all a more clear mental picture of she and I, I was (at the time) about 155 pounds, very athletic, with short light brown hair. She was a petite girl, roughly 100 pounds, dark brown hair all the way down to her ass, small perky tits, and an ass that made me think I was in love. I didn’t have any tattoos or piercings at the time, but she had plenty of both, well hidden by her clothes.

My wife is at home naked getting a massage right now [FF]

About 2 or 3 months ago, I read the best story on this subreddit. It was from a woman who had been with the same female massage therapist for over a year and one day while she was getting a massage from her, the girl fingered her to orgasm. I’m almost 99% sure this story was real because the poster shared pictures of herself on several other subreddits. However, about a month ago, she deleted every single thing she had ever posted on reddit, including her massage story. It was a huge disappointment because I always wanted to know if anything more happened with her massage therapist.

Anyway..right now, my wife is at home, lying naked on a massage table in my house while her massage therapist is there giving her a massage. Her therapist is a little bit older than us, but she’s attractive, and I so wish the same thing would happen to my wife. I would love to hear her come to me, guilty, and and confess that she got fingered too and that she liked it. Sorry, if you were hoping for a better story, but just my fantasy that I wish was playing out at home while I type this.

[FF] I was seduced by a woman at the beach

This is probably going to be a long post. I’ll try my best to offer as much detail as possible as this is my first time speaking about it.

It happened last summer. Every year since I was a teenager, at least once a year, me and my best friend take a bus to outside the city and stay at her mother’s house, who lives near a beach (not providing any specific details, sorry) for a week or so. I’ve been doing this forever, all the way back to when I was 15 and single to now, 28 and married, and never had an issue. As far as I was aware I was a straight, committed person. Things are usually tame and it’s a nice opportunity for me to unwind and recharge my batteries for daily life.

[MF] The re-education of her former student. My winter break and my favorite teacher.

Okay childrens, let gramps take a seat and I’ll tell you a story. This will be long so grab a cup. It happened pretty much this way with a little added flair. I hope you don’t mind.

With the modern era even dominating us forty-somethings now, getting laid was a little more difficult back in the day. Even porn wasn’t as easy to get to. This all happened when I was 18.

I graduated H.S. only 5 months prior. I had, had a few sexual conquests, but let’s all be honest, they were usually awkward and clumsy if you weren’t practicing enough, and I wasn’t. That all changed.

I was living in Los Angeles, moving from home in the PNW. I had been there just over a month. My folks had put on my “grad night lock in” the year before which was a huge success. Meaning we drank before going to it and partied all week after. They had been asked to set up the new senior class’ one. The advisor that year happened to be my favorite english teacher Ms. Stone.

[MF] Turning some Christian girls bad [Part 2] [long]

Ask and thee shall receive (apologies for the delay):

Here’s a link to Part 1 to catch up. [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bj6x3j/mf_turning_some_good_christian_girls_bad_long/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)

After the first hook up with Dana, we met a few more times. At first it took a little bit of prodding as there was a lot of “what we did was so wrong” handwringing. I let her have her space to go through her emotions about what we were doing, but every time she gave in and came over.

I should note too that she initiated our get togethers. I didn’t want to be that guy and push as I thought it would push her away and I’d lose my chance to play around in the future. After about 3/4 more times of getting together, I decided it was time that I would start initiating.

It was a Saturday afternoon and my roommate came and told me that he invited Maggie and Dana (and their boyfriends) over that afternoon to use the pool in our apartment complex.

Dana in a bathing suit, good thing. Boyfriend coming over, bad thing.

Surviving [M]y First Craigslist Encounter [F] (Pt 3)

We dry-humped for a few minutes, my hands on her hips, balancing her, guiding her, then slid my hands up her sides, to her ribs, and slowly began to caress her sides, making sure not to actually touch her breasts.

Her breasts were big and round enough that they stretched the sides of her camisole, and it was actually difficult to run my hands up her sides without making intimate contact. Somehow it’s one thing to be hugging or grinding, and quite another to actively use your hands, isn’t it? I began to caress the round sides of her breasts, very lightly and carefully, waiting for a reaction from her, wondering if she’d decide that I’d just reached a line, that she didn’t want to go any further.

But that signal never came. I continued to run my fingertips along the sides of her breasts, and then started to draw a line underneath her mounds, determining just how large and soft they were, and then suddenly she daringly pulled both of her tops off, exposing her bare breasts for me.

I gasped.

A [F]ond [M]emory: Bar Rescue, New York, 2014

Hello friends. I have never submitted original writing on reddit before. This story is true, only her name is changed.

A little while ago I was on Tinder and met a beautiful Israeli girl. Let’s call her Ari. Ari is a knockout: beautiful green eyes, big natural tits, great skin, long legs and an amazing ass and perfect tight pussy. I’m a sucker for my own tribe. Ari was getting her doctorate in physical therapy; I was fresh out of prison and working for a management consulting firm across from the Bloomberg building between Lexington and Park. But no one knew I was a convict; on the outside, I’m just another young guy with a well-groomed beard and a nice suit swinging his big American dick through the city. I did a few years for computer hacking and burglary. No big deal. But I did learn a few new things about the psychology of bondage there. I have never submitted and I never will. You’d have to torture me. Even then, I won’t submit. Never. And don’t assume because I did time that I’m a bodybuilder; dummies lift weights in the yard while nerds like me manipulate the administration and run the whole facility. I spent most of my time cooking, reading, writing, working, getting visits, and talking on the phone.