I was 20, traveling abroad with some girlfriends while on break from college, and recently single. A dangerous cocktail of adrenaline inducing components that led to some uncharacteristically slutty behavior. We were laying on beaches tanning by day and dancing the nights away from club to club, fueled by alcohol and a constant supply of eye candy. On our second night there, we went to a bar known for playing salsa music. My two friends and I headed to the bar to get a few drinks and made our way to the lounge area to watch people dancing. None of us knew how to salsa, but watching people sexily twirl and press up on each other made us want to learn. It didn’t take long for guys to notice the three pale “gringas”, and my tiny blonde friend L got asked to dance first. As she was being led to the dance floor, two other guys got confident and approached my friend R and I, asking to dance as well. We downed our drinks and headed off to the crowded dance floor with the strangers. I’d always had a weakness for foreign guys, so this was definitely turning me on.
Category: gonewildstories
That time I had a threesome with my girlfriend and a female MMA fighter [MFF]
In my experience, threesomes are either drunk craziness or planned out logistical challenges. This one was one of the later, but I’m going to try to give you the set up, without boring the shit out of you. This is kind of long, but hopefully enjoyable.
Picture Stephanie, the most beautiful woman I ever dated. Blonde and actually model pretty. Small perky breast, long toned legs, a small but perfect ass.
Now picture Sonja, a spark plug sized MMA fighter who was serious enough that she lived in Vegas, and had real pro fights, but not serious enough that she didn’t also have a day job. Sonja was short, with short black hair, and, even when fully clothed, obviously strong as hell.
Stephanie and I had been dating for awhile and part of our sex life was dirty talk where we’d fantasize about different scenarios, and talk it through while we were fucking — me fucking her in public, me and another guy fucking her, etc. One that kept coming up (cause it turned me on like crazy) was me and her and her friend Sonja. Sonja was a lesbian with an obvious crush on Stephanie, and it drove me crazy to think I might get to fuck the both of them, the strong fierce fighter and the somewhat submissive ex-ballerina.
Confessions of a naughty sub: [f]irst flogging
So you want to hear one of my realist moments do you…? You ache for my sexual truth and candidness as I allow my stories to leak out word for word like grains of sand being clenched too tightly in the hand of its master. I’d know the feeling. I love the feeling. Of His hand right against my neck, His other hand forcing my legs wide for Him, knowing…no…begging for what’s coming next. I know that’s the only way he’ll give it to me. One night…in a club all by myself, no Dom to protect me, I felt emboldened. I danced nervously through the dark rooms. Seeing…feeling…things I’d never experienced before. A woman tied to a cross with come all over her face, chest, pussy…she was dripping and she seemed to enjoy every moment. Finally my eyes met hers…Bella…the blonde who had introduced me to this world, waited patiently for me. She ran her fingers through my hair and down my shoulders and neck, releasing the back of my dress and tugging it gently to the ground. Eyes on me from all around the room, I stood there exposed and vulnerable and hungrier than ever. Her Dom came to her side and without a word, just a flick of his fingers my panties dropped to my ankles.
I got so horny writing GoneWildStories last night that I invited a guy over [FM]
Just a quick update, not a full story (since I’m at work). Normally I’d want to give you guys all the juicy details, but its a busy Monday and I know you would prefer to get a short story rather than nothing.
Last night as I finished writing about Amber ([my first story about sexting with her is here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a9ns9b/sexting_with_amber_my_hot_lesbian_tinder_match_ff/)), I was going so crazy that all I could think of was getting some, and I didn’t feel like waiting.
Michael (the married guy I’ve been with from Tinder) was busy with family, so I kept chatting with a few others guys on Tinder and Bumble.
Predictably, more than a few were open to coming over, and I went with Tom, and 30-year-old bartender with blond hair, a fit body, and (as he willingly showed me) a seven-inch perfectly-straight cock.
It was pretty normal to be honest. He swung by about 15 minutes after I gave him my address, and it was awkward for a few minutes until we started kissing over two beers.
I took him into my bedroom and he undressed me, then undressed himself.
His gratitude this morning melted my heart and made me want him all over again. [MF]
It’s like I become a new woman when I’m high. So full of life, so free of inhibitions. Not that my partner ever leaves me feeling self conscious. He makes me feel sexy, desired. My attraction to him is unwavering. Though we’ve been together for years, he still stops my breath whenever he walks into a room. His voice makes me melt into a puddle. I could stare at nothing but his his smile for eternity and be happy.
So after I hit our pipe and feel my mind and body fully relax, it’s like every sensation becomes amplified. The hair all over my body stands end. Colors become brighter, sounds become lighter and my partner, he becomes intoxicating. It’s like I become drawn to him in ways I couldn’t even explain. I suddenly want his body pressed against mine, his lips caressing my skin, his scent swarming around me. The lust for him grows by the second until I am overcome and feel myself ravage his body.
I[f] sucked a friend’s[m] cock while my husband fucked his wife.
My husband has already written his side to our stories on Reddit, but I figured it would give my point of view.
So me and my husband have a mutual friend couple, Jane and Mark. Over the last month or so, we have met up with them several times to have dinner, drinks and explore each other.
The dynamic has changed a little over time, as Mark has a submissive tendency that borders on cuckolding. One of the leading reasons to this relationship is that my husband’s cock is much bigger than Mark’s. Almost twice as big.
So here is my recollection of my favorite night we have spent together.
Around mid December, we had already met with Jane and Mark a couple of times so we were looking forward to another night of fun.
After dinner and a few drinks, things quickly escalated when Jane started coming on to my husband. We have a large corner couch, with me and Mark sitting on one end, and my husband next to Jane at the other end.
We watched Jane getting closer, putting her hands on my husband’s lap, and finally they started making out. I am very confident in our relationship, so I enjoyed watching another woman begin seduced by my husband.
[mf] Blackmail slut comes back for more
Last post detailed the first time I had played with this particular girl. She really enjoyed herself, so it wasn’t long before I found another message from her. We’ve since played another two times, and she keeps coming back for more abuse, degradation, and blackmail. We’ll discuss the third session we had in this post.
This session started slow. We began by discussing a new toy she had purchased since we had last chatted – a ring gag, with a cock attached to the front. While wearing the gag, she would be forced to constantly have a simulated cock in her mouth. A good addition, since last time I forced her to choke, gag, and drool all over her chest with her dildo…
First tasks were simple. Write on her thighs. One thigh now reads ‘sir’s property’s. The other, ‘asian for breeding’.
Then, she began fucking herself for me. Starting with the smaller dildo, not allowed to warm up, or lube the dildo in any way, she forced it into her cunt. Over and over again, while I described exactly what pictures I was going to send to her boss. She’s such a little slut when talking about other people seeing her naked… she’ll do anything.
[MF] Sex is a great remedy for the common cold
Last week, I shared the story of how I lost my virginity, and since it was fun to write and I received some nice comments, I’ve decided to share another story (with the same girl, since she’s the only person I’ve been with). This one is a bit more mundane, so it won’t be as popular as my previous story, but whatever, I hope it will be as fun to write.
To recap, I was 30 years old, 6 feet tall, and slim. She was 24, almost my height, with long legs, an ass with just the right amount of presence, and small tits. This story takes place a couple months after losing my virginity to her.
I had decided to rest in bed since the previous evening I had started coming down with a cold. I didn’t feel too sick, just a bit run down, and since it was a day off that day, I was just taking it easy. Around noon, she sent me a message asking how I was feeling. She had warned me earlier that she had started feeling a little ill after the last time we had had sex earlier in the week, so I had let her know that I was starting to feel sick as well.
[MF] World Cup fun with the Red head.
This is another LOOOONG one, but is worth the read. But I would write that wouldn’t I…
The Red Head and I had been on a few dates since our first one (see post history), but only during the day for boozy pub lunches round the corner from her work. We were getting along famously – and I liked her more and more each time, and wanted her more and more each time too. We shared the occasional snog, especially near her work where she seemed simultaneously thrilled and terrified to be in my arms near her work colleagues.
One Sunday during the world cup (football), after England had successfully navigated a match, we met up at a pub near Kings Cross – it was on my way to my military digs, and she was there with a friend. We’d been texting throughout the match, and she was keen to stay out and have a drink with me before heading home.
It was another sweltering day as I left the Tube and walked into Kings Cross Square. In front of me, as I approached the road, was a girl in tight high-waisted jeans smoking a rollie – I stared at her peachy arse for a few moments before my eyes raked up her body, take in her red hair and half silhouette, and realised with a start that it was her.
[FM] The rendezvous turned out to be so much better (Infidelity)
I’d be lying if I said I never thought I’d do something like this. I mean, I’ve done it before. I’ve flown away and met up with a guy I knew just to fuck him, while I was in a relationship as a young 20-something. I fucked a guy in a car when I was waiting in line for tickets once, while I was dating someone else. But now, I’m married. I’m responsible. I’m not twenty any more. I’m not *supposed* to do this kind of thing.
But I did. And I am. And I love it.
Brock is so smart and sexy. His eyes are lovely. He tries to be a pretty serious man. Doesn’t like to show his hand, as they say. It’s quite a contrast to my apparent impulsiveness. I’m pretty sure my seemingly care-free attitude makes him a little nervous because he’s having an affair too. Married and not leaving his wife. Just like me, married and not leaving my husband.