Category: gonewildstories

[MF] The first of many times with my unicorn

I’ve been subscribed to gonewildstories for quite a while now but have only recently become inspired to contribute. I’ll start off by saying I’m no writer by any stretch of the imagination so if my writing leaves something to be desired, that’s why. I’ve been known to be long-winded but I’ll try to keep it as short as I can. Since it’s not just your average hook-up story, there’s a bit of buildup and backstory that is kind of required to do the whole encounter justice though. This is the story of the first time I had sex with the woman of my dreams, my unicorn if you will.

She’s not my unicorn because she’s stunningly beautiful. Not that I don’t think she’s absolutely gorgeous but that’s not why I call her my unicorn. She’s my unicorn because I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that I’ll never find another woman quite like her. There’s something about her presence that just does something to me in both a sexual and non-sexual context. We just *fit* together and everything just feels right when I’m with her. Anyway, I’ll mark the section where the actual sex begins for those of you who want to jump right into the action. Without further ado… Read more »

We shared some beer. [FM] [Vacation]

**TL;DR: Most of the sexy parts are in the second last section :)**

Sometime ago, some friends and I decided to take a camping trip in Canada. One of the girls had a family cabin in Quebec, and after spending two weeks in the woods, we decided to cool down the vacation with four days in Montreal.

As it turned out, I had an old friend dropping by Montreal around that time. About a week and a half into our trip, I was getting cabin fever and needed a city alongside some alone time, so using my old friend’s visit as an excuse, I left for Montreal two days before my friends.

I didn’t end up sleeping with my old friend, he was legitimately just a friend who I had grown up with. We had a rather platonic visit, chatted a bit about work and our families, and we both went our own ways.

With a hotel room to myself, and no evening plans for two days, your mind can get up to a lot of thinking. Read more »

The Maid of Honor MILF [pt. 1/2] [MF] [long/descriptive] [Cheating] [public]

A few years ago I flew to Iowa for one of my best friend’s weddings. I was an usher and therefore in the wedding party. There were about 10-14 of us split evenly m/f and the group had a 3 day itinerary leading up to the wedding day.

It’s no secret that every single groomsman or bridesmaid are always scheming which of each other they might need to have a wedding tryst with. But, half of the bridesmaids were already married and the others just weren’t getting my blood flowing – except for the Maid of Honor (MoH). She was the bride’s 39 year old sister, making her much older than the rest of us in our mid-twenties and not really as interested in our revelry as much as she was bridezilla-ing her sister’s wedding. In fact, in the three days leading up to the wedding she was scrambling around being so perfectionist about arbitrary things that she hadn’t really even spoken to many of us. I’d already written her off because I found her so grumpy that I’d kept around the good wedding vibes. Read more »

[FM] First anal, also first time cheating.

It happened some time ago, and me and my then boyfriend never had sex properly, only blowjobs, and most of them on the mall’s restroom. He never advanced, and I was eager for more. I’ll not try to justify my cheating here, but, that was the way I found to release some tension.

So, one afternoon, my sister left to some friend’s place, and I was home alone. The guy from the party would go there too, and I wanted him, but not in front of everyone there. So I texted him. I was nervous, but half an hour later he arrived.

I pulled him inside as soon as I opened the door, and jumped on him. I led him to the sofa, and started humping him while kissing, feeling his cock getting harder and harder. We started taking off our clothes, and soon after I was humping him in my panties only, feeling his thick meat between my pussy lips. I started doing my best: teasing the fuck out of him. “Do you want to fuck me? Do you want to cum in my mouth? Naughty boy…”

It’s good to be a dom sometimes, but the roles reversed not long after this. Read more »

[M]e and my large breasted [FF]riends

Before I entered my senior year of college, I was introduced to a girl from my hometown who went to the same college as me. I had actually met Emily a few years before in youth group, but didn’t remember her. She knew a bunch of the same people I knew and we met up at an event the local alumni chapter was having. We quickly became friends and frankly at the time, I felt little to no attraction to her. She was a short girl, probably 5 feet tall and a bit on the heavier side. But she had without a doubt in my mind the largest tits I have ever seen.

We hung out a few times that year at school, but she was super immature. She still acted like a high school kid and was very far behind sexually. She only kissed a couple guys by the time she left for college and had never done anything beyond that. At that point in my life I was not ready to dive into that complicated pool. But shortly that would change. Read more »

She [f]inally did it. [mfm]

My wife (ok gf but I want her to be) and I have been having talks about my fantasy of her feeling more free like she used to be. Her own stories on that demonstrates her incredible potential. The first time we went out with this in mind, she did make it out to the parking lot with a potential. He was a bad kisser and when she tried to grab his cock, he was soft. Idiot. The second time however ….

When we go to a bar, she’s free to flirt or do whatever. She doesn’t usually. And I appreciate that part. She’s picky yet not. Lol. The next time. Wow. Again, she picked someone out and went into the parking lot for “a smoke”. Yes I knew what was going on. She came back with a particular look. And said simple “yes!” He knew what was going on. At least he did at that point. The three of us went back into the parking lot after a couple more drinks and jokes. Read more »

[MF] Catching up

We were young teenagers, with hormones raging. Katrina was a cute, but shy brunette that helped out with the track team. I was the all-state distance runner, with the runner’s build. We would fool around from time to time, but nothing much developed from it, as we were young and foolish. She was just too damn cute, so I would never last very long with her. I was too naïve, young, and selfish to know how to go about pleasing her. Once, when she was giving me head, I grabbed her and began to face fuck her. I held her head in place while I spilled my load down her throat…this would come in to play later. Read more »

I needed it the right way. [FM] [FM] [Cheating]

**TL;DR: The second last section has most of the sexy parts :) I know it’s long, sorry!**

At the time, I was seeing Ewan. We had gone on dates, and I could feel myself falling for him. Early in the dating, he told a lie to me. I knew I had lost trust for him, but I felt like I loved him and I wanted to hope. He said he cared for me, and so we kept going on dates, even though we weren’t “dating”.

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I went to Ewan’s house for dinner one night. As I washed the dishes, I felt his hands on my body. He was already hard, pressing his 4″ erection into me.

I rinsed the dish soap off my hands, not wanting to touch him with my cold hands. I didn’t trust him, but when he made me feel desired, I could hope. He slipped his hands under my shirt, turning me around to kiss him. He pressed his erection into my body again, keeping it there as he asked if I wanted to go into the bedroom. Read more »

Train journeys don’t have to be boring [MF] [PUBLIC]

I’m so glad you all enjoyed my first story, I know it was fairly tame so I’ll now share with you a more adventurous tale from a few years ago.

I’ve always been a confident outgoing person, never afraid to talk to strangers and make new friends. So, the scenario of being on a train alone and striking up a conversation with a handsome stranger is not out of the ordinary for me. He was mid 20’s, around 6ft and of average build, subtly good looking – not smack you in the face gorgeous, but you wouldn’t pass him by without a second glance. His most striking feature were his cobalt blue eyes, the sort you could get lost in for hours.

I was in my usual vintage garb; swing dress with a sweetheart neckline, seamed stockings and patent black high heels. We were sat opposite each other in one of the sections with a table in between us, very few other people in the carriage and they were spaced out far enough away that we could chat without having to lower our voices too much. I’d noticed him trying to look at me surreptitiously and called him out on it, embarrassing him slightly, but I put him at ease with a coy smile and a flutter of eyelashes. Read more »

Squirting all over the world [MF]

Everything about S made me gain an annoying extra heartbeat in my pants.

He could switch effortlessly between speaking perfect English with an American accent and sexy-ass Colombian Spanish… he danced so confidently with the girls in the salsa clubs, and he rolled his r’s like a pro, teasing me with spanish tongue twisters that I could never get my mouth around.

He had these huge, open brown eyes that made you feel as if he were genuinely interested in what you were saying, but also that he was searching you for something.

I wanted to fuck him.

I’d been trying for 3 weeks to get into his pants, with no joy, we hadn’t even been flirty with each other. However I was a girl on a mission. I was returning to London in less than a week’s time and we’d all arranged to go to a club with some mutual friends. Tonight was my night…. Commence Operation Slut-bag!

I dressed in the sexiest dress that its possible to own during 3 months of backpacking and a tiny scrap of material claiming to be a thong. Read more »