I fucked a geek and I liked it [MF]

So this happened a few years ago now, but I’m feeling horny and bold enough to finally share it without having to anonymise any details.

I used to help out at a bookshop for a few hours a week just as a favour to my friend who owned it (hi Danny). It was quite a quirky place, a bit hipster and bohemian, staffed predominantly by socially-awkward oddballs. On the whole, they weren’t exactly the most attractive bunch – guys in their 30s who were prematurely bald (sorry Danny), girls in frumpy dungarees with grubby-looking dreadlocks – you get the picture.

And then there was Isla. She was a little bit younger than me at 23 – but she barely looked 20. I can only describe her as looking like a hot librarian, because she did. She wore glasses with small frames that she would alternate between sliding down her nose to read with and propping them up on her head, tangled in the long straight dark hair which reached down to the small of her back. She almost exclusively wore a stretchy, tight fitted polo-neck of some description and a high-waisted pencil skirt with a large belt wrapped high around her waist. She had tiny breasts but a cute ass, which was disproportionately curvy, relative to her small size. It was helped by her habit of wearing large-heeled boots which had the effect of changing her posture such that you could see her skirt protuding over her butt rather than hanging straight down.

How I [M] helped a friend[F] in need and it led to a weekly blowjob. [Long]

Hey everyone, this is a story from a few years ago when I was at University. It starts off with the same old, a friend from High school who was in a very different social circle reached out to me through the very much infant stage Facebook, we got chatting and it led to a great relationship, we used to talk about pretty much anything and everything.

She was blonde, tall at 5’8, not a skinny but slim body but she had awesome tits for her shape, full and always spilling out of low cut tops, sun dresses and the odd bikini or two at some of our once in a lifetime Scottish summers. I used to tell her that often, it became a running joke that she should get them out to accomplish her goals “she had a pretty face with one dimple on her left and looked better without too much makeup.

So it’s been about a year that we have been firm friends. I get a call out of the blue asking “can you come over, its important”

I [M] just had one of the hottest sexual experiences of my life with my FWB [F]

Im currently working in a different town from my hometown, about 300 km away. Naturally, over time, I grew bored and decided that now was the best time to try my Luck at Tinder. Finally, at just about a month left before my contract here runs out, I found somebody who was up for a short term FWB Situation.

After two successful Dates we agreed to hang out at her place on Saturday. I’ll spare you the Details of what we did until it came down to fucking, but lets just say some alcohol and alot of talking was involved.

I am honestly not that much of a looker, 5’6, slight chub, generous amounts of groomed chest hair, short dark blonde hair that has a propensity for curling up when sweaty or growing too long and blue-grey eyes. I would consider myself simply an average guy, but I have gotten compliments in the past for being a cushy cuddly guy, so I have that going for me.

Rachel [MF]: My Soul Mate

Rachel was the first real slut I’d ever encountered. She was my step sister’s best friend and was always at the house growing up. Rachel was the first girl I truly lusted after. I’ll never forget the first time she bent over in front of me; her red g-string riding her hips above her jeans. I was in love. Obligatory: Everyone is 18 in this story.

Naturally, I was friend-zoned because of her friendship with my sister.  It was agonizing to be near her through the times I was single and if I’m honest, the times I wasn’t either. We talked about everything, especially sex. She’d always tell me about who she fucked, where, when, the deets… Fuck, I wanted her. 

Her first 2 years of college were wild. Tons of booze, drugs and cock. So much that it landed her in jail, hospital and rehab on a few different occasions.  We reconnected after she moved back in with her parents during this rough patch.  I helped her find a job and told her she was welcome to come to my college house whenever. We’d always been close but things were different. We started hanging out and things got romantic. She’d always tell me about her wild fucks with random guys but never wanted to flippantly cross that line with me.  At the time, I was her rock. I smoked weed but kept no liquor in the house and was otherwise very anti drugs and party lifestyle . She needed to be away from the party life and sought regular refuge at my place.

How I [F] ended up sharing my husband [M] with my sister [F] [True]

This started about 2 years ago, so I’ll try to remember as best I can.

It was around Christmas time 2017. We’d been married 3 years now and were very comfortable with each other. After a small discussion we had both decided it would be fun if i joined tinder to look for a girlfriend to explore my bi side. Over the next few months, I found myself successful with a couple other ladies. My husband was happy with how it turned out and we were both horny all the time because if it. He was practically waiting at the door for me to come home from my “dates” ready to undress me.

Now, my sister lives nearby, literally a 5 minute walk down the road. We are super close, share our relationship problems, all that. We support each other all the time. But we’ve never been close enough to go in detail of our sex lives. That’s a bit too far. She doesn’t ask about us, and I don’t ask about her and her boyfriend.

Premeditated Infidelity [MF]

[Trigger Warning]: This post is about cheating. Please move along if you intend to spam me with hate or judgment. Save your breath, I know I’m scum. Thanks! Obligatory: Everyone is over 18.

 For a laundry list of reasons, I ignored my gut and decided to try monogamy once again. It all seemed so promising at first. She was fun and spontaneous with a great sense of adventure and a firecracker in bed to boot. Our sex life was intense from the very beginning. She was more open minded and comfortable with exploring new ways to enjoy each other’s bodies.

We built trust quickly. I knew that I needed to share my sexual history with her early to get a sense of long term potential together. I spent most of my 20’s single. I didn’t desire a commitment because I was still trying to figure myself out. I found myself gravitating towards Lifestyle sites and events. They fit with my ‘sexual ethics’; I didn’t want to play games, lead women on, date, break hearts… I just wanted to find women already on the same page: the intent is to meet for sex. If we click, let’s play again and often. Nothing else implied.

[M]y not too much o[F] a Hangover meet up

Hello! It’s kinkyleejellybean here again, and let me just tell you, I love this forum lol thank you Z, for introducing me to it.

I am currently in a trance of just being fucked marvelously. Currently sitting in room 304, just in a serene sense of way.

I met M, on here! He messaged me saying he loved what he read and offered more.

Not to be bombastic, but I got A LOT of messages, and I really didn’t reply to much.
Now let me make it clear, I’m not responding to every guy who offered to eat my pussy, and fucking every guy who does respond to me. Also, not doing this just so I can type up something,I share because I really don’t have any other outlet.

Getting off track here, lol. So I responded to M’s message, told him to get snapchat because that’s the only way I’ll exchange pictures. He does, and we get to talking.

[MF] This past weekend, I endulged an older friend in her mommy fantasy, and I’m still reeling. [PART 2]

[Here’s Part 1 as a lead up to what this post is about to detail.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ayx0ng/mf_this_past_weekend_i_endulged_an_older_friend/)

Like I said in my last post, my mind has been racing ever since our first encounter. I don’t want to come off wordy, so I’ll just get right into it.

For the rest of the day on Saturday, we texted back and forth about her kink/fetish/fantasy, or whatever the hell you want to call it. She dove off the deep end in explaning to me all of the things she wanted to try. Some of them I felt weird about, but others intrigued me. I figured I’d never have an opportunity to do some of these things ever again, and I’m pretty comfortable in my own sexuality. Plus, I figured at the end of it, I’d be getting laid anyway so – win-win.

I won’t explain what we texted about. I’ll just dive right in.

[MFF] Foggy Bottom Doggy Bottom Success

Foggy Bottom Doggy Bottom Success

I was surprised that there are so many married couples in Washington DC with dead bedrooms so I found a married couple who wanted to reignite their sexual relationship with me and my kinks! I felt like a slutty therapist! S(husband) and Y(wife) reached out and were very eager to save their marriage! I’m a Domme so it turns me on to see people submit to my demands quickly without question. I told him to put on a pair of his wife’s panties to show me he was committed to doing whatever I requested. I told the wife to not wear any panties to our afternoon meet and greet. I don’t trust people who can’t follow simple vetting directions!

We first met at the Rye Bar for cocktails to feel each other out. They talked about their private issues and how they were willing to do anything to break their dead bedroom funk. We exchanged blood work to make sure we were clean because safety first! After we got loosened up from our first round, I asked him to flash me what undies he was wearing under his suit as this is my vetting process to know you really want to obey me. It was a hot pink color that contrasted his chocolate abs. Y flashed her pussy and I knew this was the right couple for me.

[M]y [F]antasy fulfilled w/ someone from my spank-bank!

Hi GoneWildStories Redditors,

I have been lurking here for a few months now and finally decided to share one of my first most memorable sexual experiences. This happened some years ago but I remember every detail as if it was yesterday.

A bit of background about myself when this all went down. I was 19 years old, 5’10”, 195 lbs (athletic build with abs), brown hair & eyes and worked out a lot. Had my own car but lived at home; I was attending a regional commuter campus (University of Connecticut, Stamford). I was working for a small locally owned family restaurant (for about 2 years at this point) to earn some extra money while pursuing my bachelor degree. The restaurant was located next to a Dunkin Donuts and I would regularly go to grab a coffee around 10 PM to get myself through my shift & stay awake to complete my homework when I got home.