Category: gonewildstories

My GF and I are going to Cuba in a couple weeks and I can’t fucking wait. She has bought a few very skimpy bikinis from Boutine la. We are going to an adult’s only resort specifically so that she doesn’t feel weird prancing around in a skimpy bikini that barely covers anything. We went to Dominican before covid and I loved seeing how many guys couldn’t resist checking her out. And this time she is gonna get even more attention due to her slutty bikinis😈 I love seeing other guys eye fuck her knowing that I get to fuck her and they can only imagine. We had some of the best sex ever in Dominican cause we were both constantly horny. This time around we might even try to find another chick or couple to flirt with and possibly take them back to our room. Not to mention she lets me takes lots of pics of her to show off on social media.

This was about 5 years ago now… This couple whom I was friends with was trying to start a family. I knew the both of them from a past job. I wasn’t that close with them, but close enough to be someone they mentioned their struggles to. They kept trying for over a year and were having no luck.

They began exploring sperm donors, or even adoption. One day, it clicked in their head that I looked very similar to the father. Rather than going through all the hassle and costs of finding a sperm donor, they asked me if I would be willing. Looks-wise, this would make everything very easy for them and the rest of their family. Their plan was to just keep that a secret between the 3 of us and raise the child as their own (physically and biologically). I had no issue with any of it and was totally onboard. This idea circulated in their heads for months. At some point, I began to think it was a knee-jerk reaction on one of their parts, and unlikely to become a reality. Read more »

This is the internet, huh? In the midst of a global pandemic, this is the new method of social interaction. I browsed around on the internet and found a few sites that looked promising. There were a few places where I signed up, but I quickly abandoned them.

Many of these sites appear to be populated primarily by sleazy middle-aged men, creepy types, bored teenagers, and the like. When a guy showed interest, all he wanted was pictures; others wanted numbers and wanted to have sex that night; still others would chat briefly before vanishing.

It seemed like there were no Black men within three to four hours’ drive of some sites. After that, I began talking to a guy on a particular platform. It was stated in his profile that he was in his 50’s, was employed, lived between 25 and 30 miles away, etc. We had an online conversation that lasted for weeks, and eventually we decided to exchange phone numbers. We had a nice chat during which he gushed about his affinity for white women and probed me about my sudden fascination with Black males. The two of us managed to schedule a “date” in the end. He insisted that I don a skirt and high heels for our date. I think I got a little more interested in him because of how demanding he was. Do I enjoy being told what to do? Read more »

To start here’s just a little backstory. Normally on Black Friday, I have been known to expand my “toy” collection, and it has gotten to the point it’s so massive and includes nearly every category of toy currently in production. That we no longer have any room to store them, and it also just didn’t seem worth it this year. Sure I was a little down about it, which was sorta the catalyst to what happened yesterday.

It was like any typical Friday. Being in Canada, we didn’t have thanksgiving the day prior since that takes place in October here. So again just an ordinary day. NV had already left for work, and Hubby was getting ready to go to his job. Meanwhile, I was eating breakfast in an oversized sweater to fend off the cold and some cute pink boyshorts-style undies. It wasn’t till Hubby was looking sharp as fuck, and in the process of getting ready to go that he found his way to me. Standing between the kitchen island and the counters, I gave him his goodbye, hug & kiss, and a little extra squeeze down south to be a tease. He, in turn, told me that he loved me obviously and to be a good girl. Except he knew I was feeling down since the night prior, he picked me up from his uncle’s ranch, and we talked about the whole “toy” dilemma. His solution to this was telling me that video games were on sale, and if I wanted, I could spend up to $350 on whatever I wanted, which instantly turned my mood around. Read more »