Category: gonewildstories

The wonderful woman I met in Rio [mf]

It began in Rio, as many good things do. I was visiting for a conference with attendees hailing from around the world. The evening was sauntering in, easing the city’s harsh heat while gradually ramping the humidity. I’d seen her here and there the previous couple days — dancing to a samba beat, chatting with folks at the beach over a caipirinha — but this was the first moment she’d really caught my eye. She was swimming in the pool, holding onto the edge and apart from the other swimmers. She’d periodically kick her feet, occasionally look over her shoulder to chat with the others. I’d been striking up conversation with all range of attendees…but not yet her. So I decided to keep her company.

Dangling my feet in the water, we quickly became friends. I learned her name was ‘Maria’. I learned she didn’t know how to swim. Hence her commitment to the pool ledge. Read more »

I fucked my childhood friend [MF]

Have you ever been to Amsterdam?

To me, it’s the perfect city. It’s a semicircle of concentric canals, with small roads occupied by thousands of bicycles, and six-storey Victorian or earlier townhouses.

The people there are beautiful: straightforward, tall, thin, and handsome. The music scene is great, the beer is amazing, and you can walk pretty much from one end of the city to the other.

I’d know Edward for fifteen years then. We’d been at Primary School together. We were inseparable as children; I loved him. He was my best friend. We started growing apart when we were nine or ten – as boys and girls who are friends do – and went to separate Secondary schools.

For Americans, Primary School is ages 5 – 11. Secondary School is ages 11 – 16. I met Edward when I was 5.

We did our own things through Secondary School. Our families were close, and I saw him at barbecues or around the New Year. He was awkward, seemingly always covered in acne. His limbs always the wrong length. I wore dresses and flirted with his older brothers. Read more »

Fro[M] sunbathing naked with hot [F]riend, to hooking up in public, in a nudist river shore.

Back in 2015 I met a really hot chick (woman, gal, lady… ). In her mid 20s, she was 5ish years younger than me. In really good shape, but with a round soft ass and pillow-shaming tits to die for. The second time I saw her, we ended up skinny dipping and making out like teenagers while swimming naked in a beautiful lake.

I compiled everything I wrote about that time here (Act I through III): [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8heaa7/i_to_iii_that_time_where_i_went_swimming_and_did/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8heaa7/i_to_iii_that_time_where_i_went_swimming_and_did/)

One year after our 2015 skinny dipping adventure we met again. I was supposed to write an update, but I procrastinated. Now that I will see her again in a couple of weeks (only 4th time in 3 years) I thought it would be good to do a recap of where things are at. Also, one poster from gonewild who said it was a turn on to read my posts, and this inspired me to write about the 2016 encounter. I am in great part writing this because I know at least one person will enjoy reading this.

Prelude to Act IV:

I contacted Marie the summer of 2016, after not seeing her (or talking to her) since moving to another country in 2015: Read more »

A second session with a cosplay photographer [FM]

Ever since my intense session with a photographer a few months ago (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7wt605/another_cosplay_session_in_front_of_the_camera_fm/), we’d both kept in touch with a view towards arranging a second shoot at some point, but our schedules simply hadn’t aligned to make it happen. However, last Friday we both found ourselves with a free day, and I found myself with a free house, so at last our follow-up shoot was on the cards.

Compared to the last time we met I was excited rather than nervous this time around, and woke up early to shower before waiting for my housemates to leave so I could change into my cosplay in preparation for the photographer’s arrival. For this shoot, my outfit of choice in agreement with the photographer was Asuna from Sword Art Online – a white bra and knickers with some lacy trimmings, white thigh-high socks with red patterning, red skirt and white cloak/coat and gloves, white shoes with modest heels. Read more »

Breaking up with Lucy [MF]

When I was 24 I started dating this girl Lucy who was a fuckin knockout. Tall, slender, incredible red-brown hair and the cutest lightly freckled face. I absolutely loved fucking her, she was super high energy and fun in bed and loved to fuck pretty much everywhere.

We’d been dating for a month or so when she mentioned some guy named Jess who she knew from the town she grew up in was visiting. She was going to go have drinks with him and some other people on Saturday night and we made loose plans to meet up after. She would text me and then come over to my place to spend the night. I didn’t have anything else to do that night so I just bummed around my shitty apartment and watched some porn and thought about fucking Lucy.

Around 11:30 I hadn’t heard from her so I texted. No response, but didn’t think anything of it. An hour later I tried again, just checking to see if you still wanna come by, no big deal. That kind of thing. Again no response. It was around then that I started to freak out a bit. I realized I had no idea who this Jess guy was, I never even asked if they used to date or anything. Most likely she was just out with a group of old friends getting drunk and would check her phone eventually. But my mind was going to some bad places. Read more »

[mf] period sex can be really dangerous.. (funny and embarrassing story)

I’m 34 and have a friend (let’s call her Ann). We’re both single and like it that way so from time to time we meet up for a few beers and “adult activity”.

A week ago we ended up having a lot of fun getting really drunk. I don’t remember at all how we got back to her apartment, but I vaguely remember having drunk sex. The next thing I remember is waking up with a real urge to pee.

I stumble across her apartment in the dark finding the bathroom. She has some fancy shit lights in there that automatically turns on a few seconds after you enter. I’m in a real hurry so I find the toilet and start peeing in the dark. Suddenly the light turns on and I notice that my entire dick and face is covered in dry blood.

Scared to death I step back, stumble and still holding my blood covered, peeing dick in my hand fall straight on my ass.

So.. Ann heard the noise and found me on the floor covered in blood and pee and instead of helping me she starts laughing uncontrollably!

German [M]ilf [F]ucks Man Half Her Age

I was 23, interning in Madrid allowed me to travel around European countries every now and then.
This week I found myself in Wroclaw, Poland. I went specifically because I was told that quality of women was good here. Larger city with a big university- yet it was Easter and polish are notoriously Catholic. Dead for the weekend.

I did have some meetings with girls from couchsurfing, which were not fruitful, and this was just before Tinder.

Mid-day, I walk into a coffee shop and see a woman largely hidden behind a map, wearing jeans a blouse and some fancy sneakers.

“Are you lost?” I say as i sit down. She puts the map down and looks over, she is an older woman, attractive, she was also a tourist, receptive to talking, captive, and spoke English. This is like a hat-trick in day-gaming women.

We exchange numbers, and plan to meet for some Polish dining in a few hours. At that meeting, she is wearing a skirt, open toed heels, toes painted red, with more makeup. She’s an ex economics professor, currently C-level executive of a Bavarian beer company. Read more »

[MF] Three months apart left us hungry for each other…

Here’s a quick backstory the last girl I dated and I, had been away from each other for three months after having just started dating. We spoke on the phone regularly but we were getting extremely sexually frustrated by the distance.

Obviously, the best thing to do was send her over the edge with the following story.

Each ‘Part’ was sent a week apart. The best thing? When I first saw her back, I did everything to her, word for word as in the story.

“PART 1:

You come home to a dark house, the glow of a single candle illuminating the living room.

You find this strange, one of your roommates must have forgotten it. How reckless. You should probably blow it out before you head down to your room.

As you near the candle, hands appear from the darkness behind you, envelope themselves around your waist and pull you into a bodily warmth that is all too familiar. Read more »

Is fingering cheating? [mf]

So my girlfriend is out of town, and I’m slightly slutty, so I fired up Tinder last night. Around 11:15p, I got a message from Carol – who lived across town, and had just gotten home from drinks with some friends. I proposed a nightcap, and snuggling – and she, to my surprise, agreed!

I paused for a second, threw some gin and tonic in a bag, and got in my car. She opened the door of her building and I smiled. Dark hair down to her shoulders. Small firm breasts. Small curvy hips tucked into tight jeans.

We got inside and on her couch and I didn’t even manage to get the gin out before we were kissing. Rolling on the couch, her on top, then me. Hand under her shirt. Nipples Hard.

For a while she wouldn’t let me unbutton her jeans. Then we moved to the bed and her jeans came off. Lace panties, she was soaked. I fingered her while we made out, rock hard. Pressing against her. But the panties stayed on. She eventually flipped to her knees and I fingered her from behind – two fingers, hard. Her tits in my other hand. Slapping her ass until she came. She was too tired for more. I put on my shirt and drove home.. aching.

[mf][public][fdom]

The charter bus is a warm welcome from the bitter cold outside. Together, the two of us make our way to the two seats in the very back of the bus, down the aisle and to the left, right in front of the bathroom. Every year our art school makes this trip, a few hours by bus to the various art museums in Chicago. There we spend the day looking at various pieces, and wandering the city shopping and eating. It was good fun, there were many lovely items on display, good pizza to be had, and even a stop off at an ice cream place that we enjoyed despite the late autumnal chill in the air. Read more »