Category: gonewildstories

So I published an announcement in my college with the intention to find a female model to do an erotic photoshoot for an art project. After three days just a girl contacted me via email. She sent me a pair of photos and she looked really nice and she also said she had some experience doing photoshoots so I told her to meet.

We met in my home, where I had a room prepared to do photoshoots. We talked for a while, she was really nice. I told her about the photos I wanted to do (artistic nudes, black and white, fully naked but just erotic, not dirty). She said OK, but that she had done the other photoshoots under one condition: I had to be naked while taking nude photos of her.

I explained to her that I had a lot of experience doing erotic photoshoots and that I was very professional, but she insisted. She said I would get much more good pictures of her if she was feeling totally comfortable during the photoshoot. And to be comfortable she wanted to be in an equal situation with the photographer. Read more »

Hey all! Yet another “long-time lurker, first time poster.” I’ve never posted or even told anything like this, so please be nice. The “sexy stuff” is marked with “at a later date.” Disclaimer: there is no sex in this story, sorry.

**Some backstory:**

Several summers ago, I had an internship in another state where I got to live on-site. Right off the bat, I was incredibly attracted to my boss’s son (he was 20 at the time, I was 18) and we ended up dating. Unfortunately, I had to move back home after only 2 weeks (3 dates) of “officially” dating, so we didn’t get too far physically. Just the basic kissing/cuddling/cute new couple stuff. Once I moved back home and then to school, we FaceTimed almost every night. Since we were obviously lacking in physical attention, we spent a lot of time talking about personal/sexual preferences, what we’d do if we were together or next time we saw each other, etc etc etc. He visited me over Labor Day weekend, but we didn’t do much beyond kissing and light grinding. All of this is just creating tension and frustration to be dealt with “at a later date.” Read more »

So I’ve been reading the posts on this subreddit for some time and feel I should share an experience that I had not long ago. I was in Rio , backpacking and found myself drunk, out at a seedy club on the outskirts of town one night. The drinks were flowing and I was on the dance floor being flirty and a little touchy-feely with a couple of girls, just testing the waters but one stood out. She was short, blonde and looked about 20. She was wearing a short tight skirt and knew how to move her body, but what interested me the most was that she appeared to be involved with a few of the guys there. Making out with several people almost one after another. It was obvious she was out to have fun and knew how to go about it. Eventually we ended up near each other on the dance floor and she backed right up into me and leant her head back into my neck. I started to run my hands up her sides and front, feeling the shape of her tight body and eventually slid one of my hands up her stomach and up to her breast. I could tell by her body language that anywhere i touched her was well received. After a while, she turned to face me, stood up on her tippy toes (I was significantly taller than her) and whispered in my ear that she was leaving with me tonight. We hadn’t even kissed at this point. Within 10 minutes we were walking out of the club, swallowed into dark, deserted streets. It was around 5:00am. After chatting options, we realised that neither of our hostels allowed visitors and there was no way we would find a bed as we had no idea where we were. Keep in mind, we’re both disoriented and drunk on cheap spirits. Eventually we stumbled into an alleyway that looked fairly inconspicuous and i pushed her playfully up against the wall and started kissing her. I could feel the desire and tension between us and I was hard instantly. She slid both hands down onto my bulge and began feeling out the length of my cock through my pants and with one swift movement and two hands, I hoisted her skirt up her stomach, revealing black lacey panties. I slid a hand down over her warm pussy and it was noticeably wet through the fabric. Her breathing intensified. She started to undo my belt and fly, my cock pulsating eagerly. I was so hard that she had to work a little to slide my underwear over my length and once she did, it sprung up, dripping with precum. She moved her hand down down my shaft, spreading precum all over my cock. I was so horny by this stage that I couldn’t even spare the time to remove her panties. I moved them to the side, exposing her wet pussy to the brisk, early morning air, lifted one of her legs up and slid the entire length of my shaft into her in one slow but firm push. She gasped and grabbed my ass with both hands, forcing me even further into her. I fucked her hard with forceful thrusts as she moaned and grunted in approval. After a while, she pushed me off and turned to face the wall, pointing her ass towards me. I began fucking her again, her hands against the wall for support. I was well aware it was beginning to get light outside and not long after I noticed a man walking past the alleyway on the street and he looked directly at us but kept walking. I looked back at him briefly but decided it wasn’t cause for concern. Eventually another person passed and then another person and a couple of times she looked back at me smiling , and I looked at her , agreeing with our eyes that we didn’t care we had company. I fucked her until she came (loudly) her face now pressed sideways against the dirty brick wall. She composed herself and then dropped to her knees, taking my cock in her mouth, presumably getting a good taste of herself in the process. I fucked her mouth until it was obvious I was cumming. She pushed me out of her mouth, holding my cock hard in her hand, positioned in front of her face. I moaned, shooting a massive load all over her face and in her mouth. She got up, her face still covered in cum and pulled her skirt down. She then wiped my load off her face with her hand, wiping her hand on her top, leaving her face glistening with the remains. We left the alleyway like nothing happened. We said our goodbyes and I never even got her name.

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Background:I’m a 5’8 black guy, athletic build. I’m in the military, currently living in Korea. This story happened last weekend. So this bar that I go to recently got a new bartender. She’s a cute, petite, Korean girl with a handful of ass and gorgeous set of eyes. As soon as I saw her I knew I had to fuck her. So I worked my magic and got her number (kakaotalk) that night. We’d been texting on and off and I’ve seen her a few times at the bar over the past 3 weeks but between the 1am curfew for military, her 2 jobs (including the bar), and her boyfriend, I haven’t had much of an opportunity to for much. Well that all changed weekend. Read more »

I get myself into strange situations, but I rarely regret them. A memory that sticks strong in my mind is the night I met Isa and Clare. It’s a GWS tale entirely of its own, but it’s not the story I want to share today. I can tell it in brief for now, just to frame the next bit with a little context.

I was out with a friend, and Isa and Clare were in earshot – my friend was going through the last throes of a literary course, and we were having some cognac fueled argument about Dostoevsky. Hardly the conversation that you’d think cause persuasion, but in short, Isa and Clare, being literary students themselves, found themselves hooked on the banter.

My friend bowed out of the chat in due time, and to keep this aside short, Isa and Clare decided to come back and continue the conversation back at my apartment’s hot tub – where I fucked them both, and had ourselves some fun well and truly until the next day.

Oddly enough, this actually became a catalyst for a long time friendship, and I’m still friends with both to this day, but we don’t really explain to other people about the first time we met. That’s our secret, I suppose. Read more »

Part 1: https://reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/atgj55/more_than_just_a_summer_fling_cheating/

Olivia showed up at my place with a six pack and her backpack. We chatted for a bit; nothing too flirty, but not awkward either. She pointed to her bag.
“Oh, I was planning on staying the night if that’s okay, just since we’re drinking. I’ll take the couch?”
I gave her a look. I was pretty sure she didn’t want to sleep on the couch, but I played along.
“Of course, let me know if you need anything.”

We watched a movie and had a few drinks. Both of us almost subconsciously edged toward each other on the couch; I can’t say what she was thinking, but I was much more interested in thinking about the other night than watching the movie.

Inevitably, she ended up on top of me when we started making out. She took my shirt off and I did the same for her. I guided her hands to my chest as her hips slowly, instinctually grinded against me; she could definitely feel my dick get hard against her through her jeans. Read more »