Category: gonewildstories

[F]irst Trip to the Gy[M] [M]akes [M]e want to go Back, [Creampie], [Foursome], [Bareback], [Spitroast], [Public]

Disclaimer: This is a real story, though names have been changed. I hope you all enjoy it.

I’ve always considered myself open minded, sexually and otherwise and have had my share of experiences with men as well (see my other posts in other subs).

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This happened just last week. A female co-worker of mine invited me to go to the gym with her. I didn’t take any offense to it since I have gotten heavier than I was. I mean a 5’10” guy who weighs around 200 lbs (like me) could stand to lose a little weight and get in better shape. The only reason I think I still get dates are because of my blue eyes and sandy blonde hair that I keep cut just long enough to part and style a little.

The morning of our going to the gym came and I grabbed my bad I had packed the evening before containing my gym clothes and a water bottle. Read more »

Fun In Colombia [FM]

I recently went to Colombia due to some family stuff that was going on. I ended up staying for a few weeks and while my initial reason for going wasn’t the greatest, I was able to find time to have some fun out there thanks to an old family friend, Carlos, I hadn’t seen since I was 13.

I had already been in Colombia for nearly three weeks and had not gotten to do much other than care for a family member. Her recovery was going well at this point and some more family had flown in to help out and take over. While there isn’t any family my age left in Colombia (all of my cousins now live in the States), Carlos had offered to show me around if I ended up having some free time. Read more »

Hot Tubbing [M]om gets [F]ucked

With Christmas upon us I normally make the trip to the midwest to spend time with family. This year was no different except that this year the drive would be from Seattle instead of Asheville. The big difference is the challenge of winter driving through Montana. It started off well with my husband and I loading the kids into the Honda Odessey and making it to Bozeman, MT the first day. We woke up the next morning planning to make it to Rapid CIty, SD and some fun for the kids at a waterpark there. We never should have checked out of the Bozeman hotel as we made it about an hour down the road on I-90 to see signs saying the interstate was closed. WTF? Blizzard without a snow storm? They call it a ground blizzard where the winds whip up white out conditions due to the cold temps and snow already on the ground. So we turned around and checked back into the Residence Inn in Bozeman. We thought we’d only be there a night but ended up being there two. The first day we hung out with the kids at the pool and made some new friends with other families also stuck there. Late into the first day I also met these two guys who had been working in Alaska and were trying to get home to North Dakota. We chatted a bit sitting in the hottub and ended it friendly making promises that if we stayed another night they were buying drinks. Read more »

a gi[f]t to re[m]e[m]ber

Taking someones virginity should never be taken lightly. Unless it’s your boyfriends best friend, and you’re asked to be his present.

I had been with Dan for just over 2 years, and we enjoyed a VERY open relationship. Norm had been introduced as Dan’s “Heterosexual Life Partner” on our third date. Dan approached me with the idea when Norm turned 20, and I said that if he was still a virgin in a year I would fix the problem.

In spite of our best efforts to hook him up with a girl he was so painfully shy and socially awkward that all attempts were useless. So for his birthday, we went out to the movies, then back to his place to drink (or so Norm thought).

While Dan got started mixing drinks, I went to the bathroom and undressed. I stood in front of the mirror and took a deep breath. I had gone from wearing jeans and a tee shirt to a black lace thong with matching bra, black open toe heels, and a red ribbon tied in a bow around my waist. “What the fuck are you doing with your life…” I muttered to myself before opening the door. Read more »

[MM]HONEYMOON WITH MOM

CHAPTER ONE

Today…

“Hurry up, Mom!

Brandon Crane sprawled on the bed in the master suite of the Aruban resort hotel, anything but relaxed.

His mother stood at the foot of the bed, clad in pink slippers and a short transparent nightgown that only accentuated the lush curves of her body. A ravishing, ivory-skinned redhead, at thirty-nine years of age Nicole Andrews, nee Crane, still had what it took to harden any man’s cock – especially her nineteen-year-old son’s.

“Patience is a virtue,” she teased, turning slowly so as to make sure that Brandon got a long look from every angle. Thanks to years of dedicated exercise she was fully aware that her lush, peach-shaped ass was still as high and round as a girl’s. Her slim thighs betrayed not a trace of middle-aged jiggle. Long hours at the gym had paid off in more than one way.

She had to admit that her most striking feature, her tits, were mostly a gift of heredity. She was delicately built, with a slender bone structure, yet her breasts were large and round and still firm with only the beginning traces of a little sag. Read more »

That time I bagged a MILFs groceries..[MF]

I first met this lovely Mom while bagging groceries at Safeway. I lived in a small town and had been single for awhile, so after she finished checking out I offered to help carry out her stuff (we’re supposed to ask everyone..) but I tried to be as eager as I could. She said yes.

She was blonde, blue eyes, and about my height if not taller. 5’10” Skinny frame, nice firm ass, I’d say B cup breasts. Lovely smile. She reminded me of Leslie Mann. She was in her 30s.

We talked about Fresno and other places nearby, very small talk. She smiled the whole time and I thought somehow she might be interested.

I bit the bullet and wrote a missed connection on Craigslist. I figured the odds were impossible but did it anyway. I should’ve just asked her but I couldn’t get a read on her. A day or two later I get an email with colored text. She said it was her and I almost couldn’t believe it. I figured this had to be spam. Read more »

Mutual handjobs with my new crossdresser friend [M29, T19] [MT]

Well, it’s been a while since I shared a story. Unfortunately since the summer I’ve had a lack of interesting stories, particularly about crossdresser encounters. But this experience was so hot it would be a shame to keep it to myself.

Way back in August I noticed a new profile had come up on a well known scene website. The profile gave very little away, but what I could see was one photo of a crossdresser wearing only black panties and black stockings bent over from behind. The photo was black and white and deliberately didn’t give much away. The girl called herself Poppy and was aged 19. As I said, this profile was pretty much bare. Usually I don’t bother with profiles like this, as from experience they are usually the flakiest people, but this girl was so smooth and slim that I had to introduce myself. Read more »

Watching my Wife Used by our Married Friends [FFM][Voyeur]

I wrote this soon after it had happened and posted it on another site. A lot has happened since then but I thought it would be a good post for here. Really captures how I felt at the time.

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I’m up already. Six-thirty on a Sunday morning and I’m stark awake. The memory of their three bodies tangled into one is a movie that keeps playing over and over in my head.

Tossing and Turing all night, my cock hard as granite. Thirty-six hours now since I watched what Sarah let them do to her on Friday night. I’m writing it down because I have to. If I don’t I’ll go mad. I have to “share” with someone. Anyone. That is why I’m posting here.

Emma and Adam, friends from University days. Fifteen years at least now. Sarah and I meet up with them two or three times a year, either their place or sometimes ours. Always been good friends, nothing sexual between any of us — or so I thought. That’s why what happened was a shock. Read more »

Take me out to Ballgame, Daddy [MF] [DD/lg]

It was a clear, sunny day at the baseball park. I am sitting next to you in the stands, trying to pay attention to the game, after all, the home team is winning. But I couldn’t focus on the players at all. I can only think of you Daddy. I’m wearing your favorite skirt, the cotton black one with big pink and blue roses. My tight button up blouse can barely contain my breasts and the top three buttons have popped open on their own. I caught you staring earlier when I got out of the car. Even now, you are eyeing my black lace bra as I stand to beckon the beer vendor. I order two tall ones and as I turn to hand you the cup, the condensation from the glass drips between my cleavage. You notice, and stop it from dripping further with a folded napkin. I smile at you sweetly, you’re always so attentive to your Babygirl. Your napkin lingers for a moment, the tip of your finger traces the curve of my cleavage, and raises goosebumps across my chest. I can feel my pelvic muscles twitch from the sensation, they’re still a little sore from your punishment the night before.
I remove my sweater as I sit down and drape it across my knees, covering my lap. You slip your hand underneath and squeeze my knee. I flash my devilish smile and raise my eyebrows over to rim of my sunglasses, daring you to go further. You slyly turn your head and look around, making sure that no one is paying attention. You turn your gaze towards the field, cautiously sip your beer and very slowly slip your hand under the sweater and the hem of my skirt. Your fingers delicately crawl up my thigh til the tip of finger brushes the soft locks of my curly hair. Your head snaps towards me and give me your devilish grin. “Are you pleased I have no panties Daddy?” I whisper. You nod your head gently and my heart flutters. I love to please you Daddy. The anticipation and trepidation of getting caught has excited me, I can feel my pussy tingling, becoming moist. Your finger penetrates my slit, my muscles tense and I take a sharp breath in. I quickly look around, afraid that someone might have heard me. You stare at me intently, and whisper “Relax, Babygirl”. I release my tension and feel you wiggle the tip of your finger. My muscles tense again, trying not to squirm but your finger is right on my clit and I’m not sure if I can sit still any longer.
Suddenly, the home team hits a home run, the crowd jumps to their feet and I start to wildly applaud and cheer to distract anyone who might notice as I scoot to the edge of my seat. I’m feeling more daring now as I try to move closer to your finger which has now slid down further in my slit. You can feel my juices flowing, and you can’t hold back a smile of satisfaction. You take the last swig of your beer, and without warning, rip your hand from underneath my sweater. Stand and announce “I need another beer, will you join me?” “As you wish” I reply, dazed by the sudden movement. Read more »