I met Terry on AFF. He was a big guy that overpowered me, and I liked how he fucked me. He knew I was into women and that his wife,Melissa, was curious. I had been with women before but never a couple. Most guys love the idea of getting me to hook up with their wives, but it rarely pans out. He asked me if I’d do her and I was happy to oblige. He instructed me to meet them out one night. (There was to be NO mentioning that he and I had ever met before.) I got myself a little drunk for some courage and met them at the designated time and place. Terry introduced me as a surprise he found online to satisfy her girl-girl curiosity and suggested we go to their SUV to talk in private. She and I hopped in the back. She was drunk too, and we immediately started making out.
Category: gonewildstories
[MF] My cheating fiancé and how we almost broke up but instead…
A little over a year ago, my fiancé and I had been engaged for a few months and things were not going great, bedroom-wise. When we first got together, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other, even if we were staying at her parents place, she would be naked on all fours on the ground in the guest room and I would be fucking her as quietly as I could as often as I could. She liked being naughty and liked it when I licked her ass and called her a bad girl… it was great…
After about six months from then things got kinda vanilla… she seemed to want to have sex less and I seemed to want to have sex less too…
I snooped on her computer and she was into almost exclusively lesbian stuff… which threw me off because she is all about the dick…. so anyway things were kind of rocky, we weren’t talking and were fighting a lot… our bedroom had sort of been dead- other than a few attempts at maintenance sex…. we got into this one bad fight this afternoon and I by the end of it, I left to stay at my sisters house for the night. It was a pretty bad fight, my sister was talking to me and she convinced me to go back over and not let wound get bigger, but to just apologize and just tell her I love her and stuff like that…
[F]ucked the hostel [M]anager while his girlfriend was downstairs
So here’s another one of my backpacker sex stories….
This one also happened in Eastern Europe, in a capital city. It was early December and I had wanted to check out the Christmas markets in this lovely city, but it was seriously cold and when I arrived and having walked from the bus stop to the hostel where I was staying I was freezing and decided to get a hot mulled wine to warm me up a little. From there on in I basically continued to drink to keep myself warm as I wandered around.
Now, I had been on a date the night before with a crazy hot Romanian dude in the city where I live, and I had decided for the sake of a bit of fun to invite him along on my trip, thinking we could have some good old fashioned hot hostel sex. In fact, as I was being shown around the hostel when I checked in I was mentally noting some nice cosy, quiet areas that I could drag him to when he arrived at the city (he had to work earlier in the day so he was going to join me later, it was only about an hour from where I live. Europe is great!). Unfortunately for both of us there was some issue at his place of work and he didn’t get off work until late that night, meaning he wouldn’t be joining me. So I resigned myself to the thought that I wouldn’t be having sex that night… or so I thought.
[F]irst post- Horny backpacker [FM]
First time I posted this it was removed because newbie me didnt know how to tag correctly! If at first you don’t succeed…
So I travel a lot, lets say its a passion/ obsession/ addiction of mine. I also have an incredibly high sex drive and have recently become single after a very long relationship so I have a lot of catching up to do! I think its about time I started sharing some of my crazier stories (all true) about my single life, particularly the ones where I’m in a new place and tend to let loose because no one knows me!
I’m 5’4, long brown hair and hazel eyes, reasonably fit body (I work out a lot but I also love beer and pizza!) smallish boobs but a pretty decent ass which seems to be very popular with guys and girls alike!
My first story will be from last year when I was in Zagreb. I’m a fairly active Tinder user but I was here to meet some friends I hadn’t seen in a long time, a couple. They’re lovely people but I tend not to share my crazier stories with them as I feel a little judged (“why don’t you settle down with a nice man?”).
Story #2 (Part 1): Sophie [cheating] [MF]
So, it’s been a while since I’ve written about my misadventures. To recap: I’m in my mid to late 20s, engaged, and British. I’ve had numerous affairs since I was about 20 — some closer calls than others.
This one was the most emotional and drawn out, as we started talking when I was 20 and ultimately it lasted until June last year. Most of it was just talking online through Snapchat, Kik etc, but we met 3 times in total.
The kicker? She didn’t know anything real about me other than I had a partner. I’ve had an alias that I’ve been using, which developed into a character. Everything was *vaguely* true, with a few amended details to ensure anonymity if shit hit the fan. It was only when it was approaching the wedding that I knew, if we moved to a close area (which we plan to), she might find out who I am. Game’s up.
Let me take a slight detour for the morally minded readers: you won’t like me. I appreciate this is wrong, to lie to someone and ultimately get them to sleep with you and invest in you. It’s wrong to ghost them (I did after the 3rd meet). But for my sins, it’s what I did.
Meeting a quiet friend of a friend…[MF]
I meet her in the bar, she’s a friend of a friend and we’re both already a few drinks deep. We instantly click, and the conversation flows smoothly. Before I know it she is kissing me in our corner booth, and she wordlessly takes my hand and leads me to the exit where a cab is waiting.
The journey is unremarkable – we’re not all over eachother like in a movie, we’re quiet, waiting to reach our destination. We arrive, I pay the cab and she leads me to her front door where she fumbles with her keys. “I’m staying at my parents tonight and my gran is here too, be quiet as you come in”. We tiptoe inside, and thankfully her room is close to the front door. Her bedroom door closes and seals us inside where it is warm and dark, and she gently pushes me back onto the steel framed bed.
[MF] Making the Busty Church Girl Mine
*My name is Andy. I grew up in a pretty religiously conservative area, so I didn’t lose my virginity until I was 21. I’ve spent the past six years trying to catch up on what I missed.*
I was a Young Life leader in college. For those who don’t know, Young Life is a Christian outreach organization for high school students. As a leader, I was part of a team of men and women who were trying to introduce students to Jesus.
One of the college women on my team was Rosie.
Rosie was awesome. She had a great sense of humor, a boundless supply of enthusiasm, and had this way of engaging in conversations that really made you feel heard. Also tits. Rosie had enormous tits. So big, in fact, that I would later find out that her bra could cover up her entire face.
Needless to say, I was drawn to Rosie, and while her bust was definitely a predominant reason, her personality really was top notch as well. We often found ourselves hanging out late into the night after one of our club events, or watching movies with friends in dark basements. It became clear that there was some mutual attraction there, but the rules of Young Life state that people on the same team can’t date. So we were kind of stuck.
[MF] The time i was late…BBW (Bit of a long one) Written for the ladies.
**I must start this story off with an explanation. One this was written predominantly for women, from a males perspective on our thought processes around sex. Two, for those who really do appreciate BBW’s.**
We had made arrangements to meet at her place. For whatever reason, i was late. It was around an hour plus from mine to hers, I think i over estimated the time it would take me to get to her place. I knew i was going to be in shit when i got there. She had a minor go at me, telling me how me coming late had ruined the amount of time we had together for this evening. Explaining by time we’ve eaten we wouldn’t be able to wind-down and chill. To be fair she had a meal planned; some bbq place, but as i was late we could no longer go.
How I found out I was a voyeur [F]
I’d always watched porn, but I only really liked the more amateur type of stuff that looks like it is really happening. But, growing up I was always trying to spy on people. It started with peaking at my mom and stepdad changing or listening through the wall when they have sex. At the time I just assumed that is what people do and I asked my closest friends and they were like, yeah, sex is fun to watch. So, I just kept doing it.
I remember my family was on vacation and we were staying at this cheap motel on the beach and all the rooms had big open windows with these lacy curtains and you could see into them unless you pulled the big shades. Leaving the vending machine I saw a man had this woman bent over the edge of the bed and he was fucking her from behind.
They were so visible from where I was I was in awe. I was always taught sex is a behind-closed-doors type of activity even though nudity was pretty common at home. But here was this couple, zero fucks, going at it with their windows wide open and not being quiet about it.
Getting [f]ucked by my boyfriend
I am sitting cross-legged on my bed, wearing a t-shirt and underwear. I am leaning back,
and I can feel the friction of my breasts against my t-shirt as the wetness between my
legs soaks into the material of my underwear. I am watching you undress. You pull your
shirt over your head, and I take in the sight of you in just boxers. Your torso, strong and
lean, the trail of hair going down your stomach my eyes follow that disappears into the
waistband of your underwear. I can see your erection beneath the fabric, and I feel the
tingling sensation between my legs intensify. Your legs – lean; muscular thighs, defined
calves.
Without breaking eye contact, you pull your underwear down over your knees, and you
take your cock in your hands, making me watch as you touch yourself. I can feel the
wetness between my folds. *Take off your clothes.*
I sit slowly up, and pull my t-shirt over my head, the cold air of the room meeting my
skin. I pull my underwear down over my legs, and feel the exhilaration at being so