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Back for more after the convention [FM]

Although my visit to an older man’s house before a day at an event (details here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6noq1s/a_quick_preconvention_dropin_for_pleasure_fm/) was supposed to be satisfying enough to get me through the day, it had the opposite effect – I wanted more, but I’d have to wait for it. This left me in a constant state of arousal through the day – wandering around dressed in cosplay as Asuna feeling a tingle of excitement from each compliment or lustful look in my direction, and turned on by every skimpy outfit or sexy cosplayer. My only distraction was meeting some friends, with their chatter keeping my mind off things as we wandered around, eat lunch and so on.

Eventually they all headed off however, and I was left to my own thoughts again, meaning another session of heightening desire. This wasn’t helped by the man who had brought me to orgasm earlier starting to enquire when I might be leaving and if I still wanted to drop by. I was determined to make the most of my day at the event, so I endured for another couple of hours before I’d run out of things to do and my tiring feet gave me an excuse to leave. Sending a quick message to the guy in question, the response was almost instant – he was free and ready for me, and almost out of a sense of relief I set off out of the event and back to the now-familiar street which housed him at a brisk pace. Read more »

[M]aking [F]riends at a New School

Hey guys, to start off, I was u/greatmerlinsbeard, and I posted a bunch of stories on here a few months ago that people seemed to like, so I’m back to tell some more after a slight rebrand cause reddit won’t let me have the same username as before.

Here are the links to my old stories to refresh your memory and hopefully get some new fans.

Southern belle roommate: [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/60saa9/fucking_my_southern_belle_roommate_mf/) [part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/60uwtu/my_southern_belle_rewarded_me_mf/?st=j0l2k6yj&sh=bbf1a20f) [part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/60y1y5/saying_goodbye_to_my_southern_belle_mf/?st=j0lk9ob2&sh=55f38094)

Jealous girl from class: [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/61jafh/exploring_my_dominant_side_the_jealous_girl_from/) [part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/61oc4t/exploring_my_dominant_side_the_jealous_girl_from/?st=j0r8sj41&sh=3f105698) [part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/624k0e/exploring_my_dominant_side_the_jealous_girl_from/?st=j0uh3zcx&sh=c7a6c6f6)

[my friend Jess](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/612uxn/a_night_in_a_threesome_and_finally_fucking_my/) [my friend Julie](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/616mt5/a_night_in_a_threesome_and_finally_fucking_my/?st=j0n8vzea&sh=dbbacc96)

[the pool](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/61ax9n/sneaking_into_the_pool_to_find_somewhere_private/?st=j0o752qy&sh=59a79d06)

Now to the new story.

After the year spent in part fucking Phoebe in grad school, I transferred to another school that offered better job prospects for me. Being a transfer at a new school, I initially had some trouble making friends. A couple months in, I joined a club and tried to stay active in it, just hoping to meet people.

I went to the first meeting and liked the people, so I kept going and started to make some friends there. One evening, one of the club members, Lindsay, had a party and I decided it would be a good idea to go. When I got there, Lindsay called me over and introduced me to some of her friends who weren’t in our club. Read more »

33 [m] update 3. A shocker.

So after much disappointment in trying to find a mmf, or anyone for that matter, I decided to talk to my wife about it. I started real slow with questions. I asked her what she thought about mmf or the idea of me with someone else. She’s been entertaining the idea but she’s not entirely on board yet. I went for the throat. I told her everything. I told her about the pictures, the conversations, all the effort I had been putting into trying to find another couple. She suspected such and asked if i would keep her in the loop and not do anything without her knowing. I told her i totally would. She seems interesting in watching though.

That time i met Amy, the facefucking MILF of Montreal. [MF] [shower sex] [MILF]

When I was growing up, I lived beside a Ms. Loris Bachman, a stay at home mother of 2. She was the definitive embodiment of a MILF. Red vivid hair to her waist, legs for miles, an ass as big as her tits. It was like finding Jessica rabbit had settled down in your neighborhood, had two kids and you would see her at PTA meetings or community events offer cookies and a smile. I remember fondly of seeing her reading poetry out loud on her back porch at her book clubs, drinking English breakfast tea. Every so often I was awake early and i would see her come home from her morning run in her tight Lycra running shorts and low cut running top, pale skin glistening with morning sweat. Soft spoken but with a mother’s firmness, she would tenderly dote on you one moment and whip your ass when you got out of line the next. She would wear these very conservative but skin tight clothes that could not hide a body made for sin.

[M]e and mine having unexpected [f]un

So me (6-4 245 former athlete) and mine (5-4 DON’T ASK..impolite to ask a woman what they weigh..shes tight and tiny ight…former stripper) had our first kid over a year ago. And we haven’t lost the spark. Here’s a story of ONE time this weekend of randomness.

The kiddo keeps me up through the day and she sleeps so night time I’m resting up. She stays awake in case he needs something. She’s always been a bit of a night owl anyway. A bit of backstory – known her 15 years. Let her and her bf crash at my place for a couple days when they were in town (she fucked me while I was sleeping – another time peeps) and always kept in touch after. Got together a couple years ago and have fucked like rabbits since. One week was a good 40 times. Any time she had something hot on…we fucked. Anyway I’m laying in our bed sleeping on my side when I hear her come in. Accidently kneeing me in the gut i roll onto my back. Shes on my stomach looking cute. Shes in one of my t-shirts and a pair of pink panties. I’m just in my sweats..no boxers. After I catch my breath I ask her “what’s up?” “Well he’s sleeping so I thought I’d put my pussy in your face.” “What?” “My pussy….your face.” She moves closer to me and lays back in front of me. I lift her up..slide her panties off and bury my face in her soaked pussy. Shes getting wetter by the moment. I grab her by the ass and position her to where the wet pussy is literally on my face. I make her cum down my throat. As she finishes I take my sweats part way down so my cock is free and it’s already throbbing. Not to brag or nothing but…9″ ain’t nothing to laugh at. And it’s a good thickness to. Read more »

Getting an [F] in [M]ath Isn’t Always a Bad Thing… [Cheating] [Oral] [College] [Older Woman] [Shower]

I realize my stories are a bit long, so I am shortening this one up. If you would like more detail, feel free to ask!

My freshman year in college, I was taking a math class with a bunch of upperclassmen. There was a girl named Elaina who sat in front of me every class. She was a senior needing this class to graduate, and was not doing so well in the class. Neither was I. I had already passed the course in high school, but my credits did not transfer. So naturally I was slacking off and was now on the verge of failing. We both were assigned to after class tutoring with all the other low grade students. After one session, I quickly demonstrated to the professor that I knew what I was doing. He told me he would give me an A if I tutored the other students for him after each class. Read more »

[FF] My Chastity experience Continued Pt. 2.5

Hello again. I wasn’t sure what to call this post. my last few have been a blog about my experiences but this time my post is different.

Me and my Wife have talked and I decided for every orgasm I have I want to leave some kind of permanent mark on my body to remind me of that orgasm. for now I’m keeping it small but I was thinking about maybe really small tallies somewhere on me to keep track of my orgasms.

Before that though I’m planning to get a few piercings as reminders. My problem is I cant decide if I want a tongue or nipple piercing first. my wife has a tongue piercing and we enjoy kissing when its in and I want one too.

So I guess the reason for this is to ask you guys what you think. I’m torn 50 50 so I will be happy ether way.

You can post bellow, like comments others posted or just pm me to let me know your thoughts. Thanks for reading and ill let you know what the results are when I have my next orgasms in just under a month.

a gorgeous unexpected quickie with my man after 2 months apart [MF]

To set the scene in your heads: I am younger, pale and curvy with a soft round ass and generous bust, he is a little older, dark and lithe and wiry from trade work.

My boyfriend was exhausted and grumpy by the time he arrived at my house. He had to get up early the next day, so we decided just to curl up and go to sleep together and catch up on all the sexing we were dying for later. We had seen each other once earlier in the week, briefly, in public. [It was a mildly torturous reunion](https://img.buzzfeed.com/buzzfeed-static/static/2014-06/20/17/enhanced/webdr06/enhanced-5833-1403299774-16.jpg?downsize=715:*&output-format=auto&output-quality=auto). Turns out we couldn’t do that twice.

He stripped to his boxer-briefs and I to my little striped panties–we both prefer to sleep naked or nearly naked–and we turned out the lights and slipped into bed together.

“God, I’m tired,” he said, pulling me into his arms, “but I just had to see you.”

“Thank you,” I whispered, stroking his hair, and we kissed, and kissed, and, oh dear, didn’t stop. After a few moments he muttered something about how a little skin-to-skin contact wouldn’t hurt, and he pulled me tight against his chest. Every hungry touch of his lips sent a tiny spark of electricity through me. Then he stopped. Read more »