[f]ucked a singer in the [m]usic studio (one crossed off the bucket list! ;)

For the longest time, I had wanted to have sex with a girl in my music studio. It was one of my top 5 fantasies on my ‘sex fantasies bucket list’, and this story is a retelling of how one of them is now decisively crossed off.

I will refer to girl as Jenny.

Jenny the singer and I met though a mutual musician friend. We were all keen trying to create something. Having exchanged a few messages, she seemed to prefer the idea of brainstorming in the studio with just myself first before including the mutual friend musician. The potential that this might imply that she was interested in exploring something sexual was already good enough material for copious masturbation. We eventually agreed on a day to meet.

As soon as she got in my car I became very intrigued. Jenny’s about 5’7″, a good healthy weight, blonde, and has a very positive, ‘bubbly’ attitude. She looked a bit better in person than in her social media photos. The closest porn star lookalike that I’ve found is Madelyn Monroe.

Paying virgins to be surrogate mothers [MFF]

If you are a childless woman, will you let your husband pay a virgin to impregnate her, and share the motherhood of the baby?

i.e. sort of like adoption, but premeditated.

Any virgin willing to participate in this shared parenthood scheme? Name your price. Private message welcome.

Finding my unicorn: A nerd’s unexpected RAOBJ success [FM]

(Disclaimer: this story involves cheating. If that vexes you, write your concerns on the back of a $20 bill and I’ll tell you where to mail it so your concerns are addressed by the right authorities)

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“Hey man, you free to head up to Reno next week? Our supplier is changing the T&C of our contract again and I want you to ensure we’re not being taken to the cleaners”

So starts this story, with a text from my boss. Normally, I wouldn’t have minded. The flight duration from the Bay Area to Reno is about two Frasier episodes long, 2.5 if we encounter a headwind. While there, I enjoy Noble Pie (recommend the Wrangler with a good IPA). Not to mention the quiet time away from a quarrelsome long-term relationship beginning to come apart at its seams.

This time however, I was annoyed. Week after week I’d been flying to Reno – I was on Season 7 of Frasier already, to give you an idea. I wanted nothing more than to stay put, to go to happy hours in SF with friends from business school after work, instead of nursing a lonesome pour in my hotel room as I pored over Excel models. I had bought 10 CrossFit classes off of Groupon months ago, and dammit I still needed to redeem 7 of them. So no, boss, I wasn’t free to head to Reno!

Riding My Uber Driver… Part 2 [MFM]

*In the previous story (*[*link to the Reddit post*](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9zburx/riding_my_uber_driver_mf/)*) – I had an Uber Pool driver named Amal, who was a strong, tall black man, and reminded me of a Michael B Jordan. Not intimidatingly fit, but 100% attractive and charismatic. I’m a 26 year old, 5’4″ brunette with green eyes, and on my ride home with him I couldn’t stop myself from telling him to pull over in an alleyway, pull down his pants, and then suck his cock and ride him until he came.*

I had thought about Amal in the days since, and couldn’t stop myself from texting him just the next night, as I was getting ready to go out with a girlfriend…

Me: Hey stud.

Amal: Hey sexy, what’s up?

Me: Just getting dressed.

Me: Going out with some friends.

Amal: Where? Let’s meet up.

…I told him. It was a bar in my friend’s neighborhood, and we were planning to start there, maybe go to another place with dancing, then who knows.

Amal said he’d text me, and I headed out.

How I started paying for my girlfriend to go to orgies [MF] [MF] [MF]

My girlfriend and and I started dating in college, years ago. We had a fun, if vanilla, sex life. The most daring thing that happened was that I bought her her first few thongs. She knew I liked it when she wore them during sex, so she would do that. The sex was frequent and enthusiastic, and I was happy. I graduated, and she still had a few years left. Since I was living a plane ride away, she brought up an open relationship, and I agreed. I had some fun during the open relationship, but that’s another story. Our open relationship had a few ground rules: use protection, don’t get emotionally attached, and a general “don’t ask, don’t tell” when it comes to hook up details, as she didn’t want to he about what I was up to. We talked a lot about feelings, reassured each other we still loved each other, talked on the phone all the time, had some phone sex, etc. I didn’t think very much about the open relationship at all; it was just a normal distance relationship.

The Denied Cuckold Ceremony [FMM]

Part I

Once I had convinced my wife that is was time to cuckold me (not hard to do with a 3.5” dick) we sat down and mapped out a ceremony that would lead, at her insistence, to a denied cuckold marriage. My wife Barbara proceeded to tell me I better think about what being a denied cuckold really means but if I really wanted her to bring me home a creampie that’s the only way she would go along with fulfilling my fantasy. I said I know what I think a denied cuckold marriage means, it means I’ll never get to fuck you again, that I’ll be permanently replaced by a real man that could satisfy her. Barbara said that’s basically correct but for her it meant a little more than that because what kind of man would beg his wife to go have sex with another man and then come home to have her husband eat another man’s cum out of her pussy. Of course I’m speechless but so hard and dripping at the thought of another man’s cum streaming out of my wife’s well fucked pussy. My wife then outlines that I’ll never see her naked again and when we sleep together in the same bed I’m to be totally covered wearing panties and bra with a nightgown to remind me of what a pathetic useless pussy of a man I am. Finally, Barbara’s final conditions are that if she wants to go away on weekends she will or if she wants a weekend home alone with her lover fucking in our martial bed then I’ll have to check myself into a cheap truck stop motel while another man satisfies my wife’s pussy. With that she looks at me and says, “What’s it going to be Mr. Powell are you ready to give up you wife’s pussy forever for just one creampie?” With my little 3.5” hard as a rock I say, “YES, anything to taste another man’s cum streaming out of your hot pussy”. Barbara breaks into a big grin and says let’s get a ceremony together then. The thought of lapping up my wife’s freshly fucked cum filled pussy was driving me crazy and I would of agreed too anything.

The wettest she’s ever been. [MF]

I have finally decided to do my part and add one of my favorite memories. Before I get into the story this takes place almost 3 years ago. I had started dating a girl in 2013, we were both 21. The relationship lasted a year, we split because we were young and dumb, we reconnected a year later (which is when this story takes place), then split again and got back together at the beginning of this year. Sounds like a shit show but we are now engaged and are very happy.

Before I get into this story I guess I should give some description about us.

Kelly is around 5’5’’, at the time she had dark hair with a very slight red shade to it. She is curvy in a Greek goddess kind of way, 36DD tits, and an ass that you could lay your head on and have the best nights sleep ever. She is absolutely stunning.

I wish this is the part where I say I am 195 pounds of solid muscle with a 10.5 inch dick in length and girth, but it’s not like that. I’m 6’3”, at the time I think I was about 250 pounds. And I’m a strong average 5.5 inches but with a really good amount of girth. I’m almost like a poster child for the dad bod.

Hooked up with my Best friends Fiancée on our couples vacation [MF]

Hello, My girlfriend and I rented a lake house with one of my old friends and his fiancée. The house had two bedrooms that shared a master shower/bathroom, I woke up early one morning and took a shower, and forgot to lock both doors…
When I was getting out of the shower my friends fiancée walked in wearing only a towel. I covered up and awkwardly apologised but she just stood there with a menacing look on her face. She dropped her towel…She’s about 5’4″ and slightly in the chubby side, but she has big beautiful boobs, beyond DD but still somehow perky.
I pulled off my towel and was starting to get hard, she walked closer to me and leaned her knees on the edge of the bathtub, she took my now throbbing hard cock and slowly moved it between her enormous cleavage.
We titfucked for a few incredible minutes then she gave me an incredible blowjob, I struggled to remain silent while finishing in her mouth.
Since then we’ve never done anything, and now we’re are both married to the same significant others from the trip. We’ve giggled about it a few times since, and she’s sent me a couple nude pics over the years, but other than that we’ve gone back to loyal spouses..feels good to get this off my chest.

[MF] A slow night at work that suddenly wasn’t

I’ve been enjoying reading the posts here, thought it was time I contributed. I’m in my early 50s now, male, 6′, 175, pretty good shape, look about 10 years younger according to most people. Have been married quite awhile, love my wife but she has some significant health issues that makes our sex life pretty much non-existent, hence enjoying sites like this.

So anyway, this happened a long time ago when I was in college. It’s nowhere near as wild as what some of you are generous enough to share but it was wild for me, I hope you enjoy reading it.

I worked a part time job as a local real estate company nights and weekends as part of a 3-person crew answering their phones after the receptionists left for the day. This was before cell phones and even voice mail. We’d take calls and then call/page realtors with the messages. The evening shift ended at 9:30pm and the last hour or two were pretty boring, not much happening after 7pm.

[MF] The drum room

My first story, so bear with me. English is also not my primary language, so sorry for the spelling errors.

Some time ago, when I was a student I had a strange experience with a girl at the same school. It all started after a long and hard party at the student pub, I walked in on a friend of mine and a girl that I hardly new before around the corner from pub. He had a very nice girlfriend but I could see that he was about do to something stupid with this other girl. So I went up to them and asked them where the afterparty was, teasing them about what they were about to do, saying that I would never even kiss on the first date, and surely not doing enything more. I continued talking to them and managed to get them with me to the place I was going. The girl was a bit dissapointet, but as a twist she hang on to me instead of my friend, talking flirting, teasing. Nothing more happened that night.