[FM] Seducing the male intern

I’m stuck in the office and am so sexually frustrated! I am almost 25 but I really miss having random sex with hot frat guys and college athletes. It is how hard to find a hook up with a sexy guy.

I’m the office there is a 19 year old intern. He isn’t super built but is a runner and has a nice lean body. He also has incredible eyes and a sexy smile. He is quite but I know he isn’t shy. He always comes to my office throughout the day and asks me if I need anything. At the end of the day, he loosens his tie and rolls up his sleeves. I try to find excuses to rub his forearms and touch his shoulders.

One of these days I would like to keep him after hours for a project in the copy room. When everyone leaves I will take off my bra and panties and wear my button shirt and tight skirt. As he helps me with the paper copies, I will bend over and flash my ass and shaved pussy. I will act oblivious and turn around letting him see down my shirt. I will make sure my tit is exposed as I keep squatting underneath him and pretending to pick up papers.

I did it, I fucked my MILF-y former professor. [MF]

First time long time. I’m not much of a writer so I mostly just want to share the experience. Prof. L is the definition of getting finer as you age. She has a sexy librarian look to her. She is tall, 5’11, 42 years old. She is around 145lbs, slim but in good shape. She has a nice ass that is noticeable through the looser pants that she wears. Glasses. She rocks the half messy half neat up-in-a-bun look that can drive some of us wild. She is one time divorced with a daughter, so a single mom. She is intelligent and experienced, as she’s worked across the country and overseas. She is also funny. Just about perfect.

I’m about the same height as her, so we pretty much look at each other eye to eye when we talk. Im 19 so I had her for one semester last year, freshman year, late August to early December. She definitely caught me looking at her cleavage at times. I’ll be honest, I’m pretty bad at understanding cup size. I don’t know hers so I won’t guess, but I think the closest similarity would be India Summers (mostly because that’s the first name in my mind but they’re very similar). Not big, but not small. They look exactly like hers.

Late Night Adventures Down and Under – [MF][Long]

Long time lurker, first time poster. Actually, this is my first time posting anything on reddit, I created this account just for posting this story.

Australia is known for many things beautiful birds and sights, poisonous snakes and insects and dangerous crocodiles. For a 20 year old Indian guy like me who spent his whole life in Montreal, the Australian atmosphere felt very different, almost alien.

I was going to Australia to visit some relatives in Melbourne and join them on a journey to the outback during winter holidays. That’s two weeks with my distant family. I like to prepare ahead of times and find out what there is to do. I went so far as to buy giant boots to keep out snakes (LOL). But the thing I spent the most time preparing for was in picking out a brothel to visit in Sydney during my few hours there. My flight back home was from Melbourne to Sydney to San Francisco to Toronto to Montreal (it was stupidly long). I had 15 hours at my disposal in Sydney. This meant I can do whatever I wanted like see the Opera House or check out the fish market or bang hookers in a brothel. Ofcourse I chose all three.

[Mf] the redditor [public sex][rest stop][creampie][Dd/Lg]

A few years back I had wonderful online relationship with a sexy woman who also posted audio porn on gonewildaudio. We were friends as well as dirty sexting partners. She only lived a few hours from me so we planned on meeting up. And we did.

She came to my area for an unrelated event but we seized the opportunity. We met up at a highway rest stop. We exchanged quick pleasantries before I just got in her backseat. She climbed in next to me.

She was a skinny average height white girl with short hair. A little nervous in person. She was hot in her own way. I was very happy this was about to happen.

She was also big into the Dd/Lg stuff. So I definitely didn’t hold anything back. I told her how much daddy liked her cute little outfit as I started to pull it off her. I made her ask me nicely to eat her pussy. She was clean shaved and wearing a skirt with no panties. I happily licked and fingered her until orgasm 1 was done a d out of the way.

Infinitely fuckable – [M]y [f]un adventure with a curvy blonde redditor in LA..

“I can’t deep throat you in that position,” she cried out. Me straddling her, her on her back, tits firm in the moonlight on the hotel bed.

I paused.

“I said -” she repeated “I can’t fucking deep throat you like this. Get on your back. Now!”

I rolled over and she got on her knees. Long blonde hair flowing over her shoulders. Her back. And she began to suck.

An hour earlier we’d met for the first time at the Biltmore bar at her suggestion. At 11:30p. I was traveling for work and staying nearby. She’d responded to my /r/dirtyr4r post and within a few kik messages it was on. We downed our beers. She showed me the historic photos in the hallway. I leaned in close. Rubbing. Touching. Flirting. We found a hidden lobby and sank into a decadent leather couch. Kissing. My hand up her shirt. Nipples hard.

We looked at each other and nodded. My hotel was a 10 minute walk away. As soon as the elevator doors closed I pushed her against the wall. Hand on her ass. I’m 5’9″. Fit. Short hair. 39. She was 30. Blonde. Just the right amount of curve. Large, firm tits. And a healthy, sexy, ass. Infinitely fuckable.

[MF] Fucking The Monogamy Out Of The Married MILF Who Lives On The Floor Below Me…PART TWO!

[**PART ONE**](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8z624j/mf_fucking_the_monogamy_out_of_the_married_milf/)

So a few people have been asking for updates on the MILF downstairs. I have to be honest, a few of you scared me, talking about how this alcoholic husband of hers might murder me. I’m like checking behind my shower curtain now and shit. I guess if you fuck someone’s wife, you should be prepared to face the consequences, but you don’t always think about the consequences when two magnificent tits are staring at you like, “Please come suck on me!”

How does one say no to that? “Nah, I’m good. I just ate lunch?” That doesn’t work. I’m pretty sure (not 100%) but 95% sure I’d still suck on them titties even if the husband was waiting outside my door with a shotgun. I can jump out the window and escape. There’s a dumpster below my window, I think I’d survive the fall, depending on when the trash was last emptied.

[TM] Wearing my sister’s bikini and my first hands-free orgasm!

Sorry if this is too long, but I’ve been thinking about this one a lot lately…

One of my earliest crossdressing memories is also directly tied to one of the first and possibly most intense orgasms of my life. I’m not exactly proud of the sneaking around, but I used to slip into my sister’s bedroom when no one was home and I would try on all her bras and panties and sometimes her dresses, and I would dance around in front of the mirror admiring how sexy I felt in all these forbidden things. It wasn’t exactly a sexual thing, although I did try out poses I had seen in my stepfather’s playboy magazines, sometimes draping myself in a blanket or a towel with my legs spread in my sister’s pantyhose to seem more seductive or whatever.

I don’t know, I was young and clumsy, and one afternoon during the summer when I knew I was lucky enough to be alone for most of the day, I grabbed a towel and went into my sister’s room and grabbed her new two-piece swimsuit that I had been dying to try on. It was blue and had a little ruched back to it that made my ass look incredible, and maybe it was boredom and the summer heat or the fact that I knew no one would be home for several hours, but I just said screw it and walked out to my backyard to get a tan wearing my sister’s blue bikini.

My wife is a showoff and I love it [FM]

Yup, I’m a sucker for it. The wifey (40) has an incredible body and I can’t get enough of other guys getting a peek. Instead of going too in depth with any of these stories, allow me to present a quick Cliff’s Notes of some favorites I remember.

One Fourth of July we were partying into the early hours of the morning. We heard a few trucks rumbling through the neighborhood and thought “sheesh, it sucks that anyone has to work this early on a holiday.” So my wife went outside in just a robe and waited for the next one to pass. When he did, he got a complete flash… and left us an appreciative honk.

Once we were drinking with a friend who was lonely and he was whining about it. “Hey.” I said… “How about showing him your boobs?”
“I don’t have anything to be ashamed of!” she said as she lifted her top. Five minutes later the friend was moping again, I said “at least you saw some boobs” and he claimed he didn’t see them (?) so she did it again.

This just in… Part II – The Pizza Party [FF]

Just tuning in? [Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8zpwo3/this_just_in_ff/) is there (in the blue) (yes yes the link) (no you have to click it)

I honestly spent some time quickly contemplating my next move. The evil little conscious on my shoulder is whispering, “Go. Quick. You’re not that high and you aren’t even buzzed. Go into the other room, get changed, and let’s do this! Don’t be a p-“. Then whack. Fairy Godmother is beating her ‘evil conscious’ nemesis ass over the head with some sparkl-ey wand. “How” whack “fucking” whack “many” whack “times” whack whack “have I told you that ….. SHE IS A GOOD GIRL!! AAAAHHH” whack whack whack. I hear some gunfire exchange, and poof they are both gone. Fuck it. I’ll entertain this…but my clothes are staying on- “No they aren’t” bang bang. Not certain who dropped who, but I digress….. And the smoke cleared.

The time a Cougar taught me anal sex [M][F]

There’s something exhilarating about meeting a stranger for intimacy. I’m not insinuating that the connotation reflects outright debauchery, but my cock always stirs at the thought of becoming acquainted with the newness. I had been using Tinder on/off for a few years, but for the most part, to no avail. I’d fallen into the typical trap of seeing the same ladies on the online dating app, but unfortunately, used the device as more of a way to pass the time as opposed to landing critical hits. I came to understand that my awkward, goofy attitude just didn’t compute into Tinder’s algorithm the way I had hoped it would. Let’s face it: I loved posting pictures of my cat and I, I was still in school trying to finish my second degree, and my hobbies included video games, playing guitar, and Magic: the Gathering. I stood 5’ 10” on a good day, topped with a mop of hair, the color of which was a cross between blonde and brunette as if they had gotten into a street brawl and my color was the messy aftermath, and I had packed on some pounds after discovering craft beer tasted very good. I still had my wide shouldered frame but had a slight pudge above my waist that hadn’t existed 2 years prior. To wrap up my background, I was single at the time of this story, and had been for close to 2 years. Coincidence lent heavily against me, no pun intended.