In the final days we fought – M/f (sort of mff) – violent – true

I look back on those last days, of her and I, and miss them. Don’t misunderstand, I miss them while knowing full well how wrong they were. How toxic we were. But I can’t help but remember how hot.

The girl was tied to the chair when Stacy and I began to fight. The girl, whose name I forgot so long ago, Stacy’s sub and therefor my sub, but deep down we all knew she was Stacy’s.

What did she think of that night? Stuck, helpless, panties wadded up and taped in her mouth, watching her master’s fight and fuck.

What had we planned to do to her? Something sweet? Something horrible? Probably the latter. That was how it went with us. A sickening spiral of human sexuality and cruelty. We clicked horribly and somehow pushed each other to greater and greater heights of debauchery and I wasn’t sure if I liked that any more.

When the fight started, something trivial, it grew. Loud voices raised in anger.

She was half naked at the time. Her large breasts swayed as she jabbed her finger at me.

I yelled back and started to feel myself getting hard.

Old but good memories

This story happened some 15 years ago. I remember it like it was yesterday because it was, and still is, my favourite sexual fantasy which I got to live out. I have tried my hardest to write this story in as much detail as possible to make everyone who reads it feel as if they were there too. I apologise for the length of the story as it’s an introduction of us, followed by the event itself. Only the names have been changed for identity’s sake.

As neighbours and teenagers, my best friend Andrew and I spent just about every spare minute together, and as such we experimented. By the time this adventure happened to us, we had seen each other naked hundreds of times, we’d wanked and sucked each other hundreds of times, sprayed and swallowed lots of each other’s cum, and even fucked two or three times as we got more adventurous. Our encounters stopped after I met and started to date Jess, although I kept Andrew well and truly up to date with everything that Jess and I did, what she looked like naked, what she felt like, etc. Because we shared so much, I had told him to sneak up at night so he could watch us fuck through the window. As we fucked every single night at that age he would be sure to see her naked, and if she couldn’t fuck me, she’d suck me dry, so he was assured get a good show no matter what. I saw him through the window a few times and I know he was having a hell of a wank outside. I also caught him watching her in the shower.

Had my first real [M/M/F] experience the other night and I’m still trying to process it.

So it’s been a while since I’ve posted here, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been having fun. I just haven’t done anything that quite lives up to my previous stories. Until last weekend…

Before I begin, let me say two things. First, [in one of my previous posts](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/2int6y/fun_and_frustration_at_a_party_then_release_mfm/) I told the only MMF experience I’ve had. It was fun, but I’ve never really counted it as a threesome because we never really did anything as a trio. And two, I consider myself straight. It’s not that cocks or gay sex bothers me, it’s just that neither of them have ever turned me on. And I think that’s part of why this experience a couple of days ago has been so crazy for me.

Anyway, on to the story!

Yoga pants slut at the gym. Lesbian. NSFW

I was at the gym when I saw her. She was on the bike, her pink, tight yoga pants separated her pussy from the seat. I could see she wasn’t wearing panties. Her ass stretched the yoga pants thin and I could see the outline of her perfect ass grinding the seat. My pussy is instantly soaking as I imagine my face deep inside her. She stands up, and walks towards the weights, she begins to lift, watching herself in the mirror. She has long dark hair and a dark complexion, she has a perfect size 10 body with the most perfect round ass I have ever seen. She’s wearing a white tshirts that clings to her tits and hips detailing her perfect body, her tits are about size C cup, I imagine myself sucking her shirt until it’s wet and making her nipples stand on end. She starts to squat as she’s lifting, I watch her yoga pants form the outline of her perfect pussy. Oh, I was so wet, I needed her, I needed her now. I walk towards the bike she was riding, I sit on it. I’m wearing light grey tight yoga pants with no panties, I like risking being wet and being noticed in public. The thought of my yoga pants touching her pussy juices nearly takes me into full blown orgasm, I slowly rub my pussy over the seat picturing my nipple in her mouth. Now I’m wet. I walk towards the weights and decide to work on my legs. I sit down on the machine and place my legs between the weights and pushed my legs open against the weights. My wet cunt is exposed for 10 seconds as I hold the weights, I know she can see me, I’m legs are wide open in front of the mirror and I can see my yoga pants are wet. I catch her eye focusing on my next move, I push my legs open and hold them. She doesn’t take her eyes on my pussy as she swats and lifts. I close my legs and walk away, my pussy is pounding and I need my fingers to release me.

Dirty, sexy MILF: my first 40 year old woman (m/f)

First ever post here, hope you all enjoy. I had just broke up with a young girl several years ago when I was in my younger twenties. As luck would have it, I happened to meet a much older, sexy, woman. She was about 45 and we happened to meet at a bar and exchange numbers. We were both horny for each other right away, but I had missed a call from her that same night. Regardless, we started to sext and send lots of dirty photos and messages to each other, describing what we wanted to do to each others bodies. It was so dirty and hot. I couldn’t believe how openly sexual this woman was, it turned me on so much that she would oblidged me, and liked it herseld. One night, I called her and invited her to come to my house the next morning. She oblidged, and even though we were both hungover it was an amazing experience. She had beautiful tits that I constantly fantasize about. The morning she came over, we fucked for awhile, with her big tits bouncing in my face, me sucking on her wondwrful MILF nipples. This went on until she sucked all the jizz out of me with her lips and left me to rest. I’m so happy this happened, you older women are amazing. If there is interest I have many more true stories!

Hooking up with my kid’s teacher, part 2

I previously wrote about how I hooked up with my son’s teacher after the big Syracuse victory in the Elite 8. [See here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4chdy3/celebrated_the_win_in_a_big_way_mf_maybe_tifu/)

As I mentioned at the bottom of that post, I wasn’t sure what to do after we hooked up. I didn’t want any bad shit falling on my kid’s head. Luckily for me, Alison broke the ice. She messaged me over Facebook on Tuesday and we chatted off and on during the evening. On Wednesday she said she wanted to see me again, and told me to sign up for Snapchat so she could send me some dirty pictures. Seeing the pictures reminded me that I wasn’t too attracted to her. Nonetheless, I’m more than man enough to admit that as a mid-30s divorced guy who’s not in the best shape of his life and is underemployed, I’m not in a position to be too picky. Plus, she had been a good fuck.

My first tinder hookup [M/F]

I had recently come out of a long term relationship and was trying to get back to dating. At the time of this story I was 25 years old, around 6.3” and fairly athletic although no six-pack. I had been on a number of Tinder dates, but nothing had really come out of it until I matched with the girl in this story. She was 29 years old, 5.6, slim, short dark slightly curly hair, big soft breasts, probably E cup.

We agreed to meet up almost immediately after matching, exchanging just a couple of texts. I usually prefer talking to people rather than texting back and forth, and we lived close to each other. She greeted me with a cheerful smile and we went for a walk in the nearby park. She was easy to talk to and we had a lot of fun. I got excited whenever she would laugh at my jokes, which was often. Somehow, our conversation unfortunately turned to exes, and it turned out that she had also recently come out of a long term relationship. Mentally I was kicking myself. I think we both needed to vent about our exes, but the first rule of dating is: don’t mention your previous relationship! And here I was discussing why my last relationship failed. I gave up on getting any action that day and just decided to enjoy the time with her. There is something freeing about discussing your life with a stranger.

How write better stories?

Wow. I guess that title really shows I need help, fuck.

How can I improve at writing erotica?

While it may seem weird to some I have really come to enjoy writing very short stories about sex. Usually between me and a girl I know from work or college, or from when I was in HS. Or celebs.

It’s fun and they can be very thrilling to write. I believe any writing is practice to be a better writer.

However I’m hitting snags. There are only so many words or adjectives to describe human body parts, styles of fucking, sounds, etc.

It can get repetitive easily. How do I make my stories more titillating, but also more soundly written with better grammar abd story structure? More steamy and boner or sploosh inducing. It’s hard to turn people on thru text.

Ultimate goal is I want to write a pr0n film but with a damn good plot.

Lookng for rips, also any links to specific stories that are A++

[NSFW] (M)y experience with a straight best ..acquaintence?

Hey all I figured I start posting back again. Now that my stripper life is done I have some stories that I can share with you from when I last left reddit.

This happened about 4 months ago. Or atleast it was around a time to have a holiday party.

Christmas eve-ish to like New years I was partying it the fuck up. I got a small but decent holiday pay and it paid for a weeks worth of sex on beaches at my local bar.

Me and my friend Ned (the straight one) for the week has been hitting up the bars, malls,clubs trying to have some fun with males and females alike. I was fucking batting like Mr.3000. I had so many men inside my condo you would think I was like a prostitute ; but my friend however he was striking pretty hard. He only managed to make out with a really cute blonde for maybe 20 minutes before she decided to ditch the bar with her friends.

An introduction, and our first time. [M/F]

This story, and all of the following stories, are 100% true, if not 100% accurate. Some of the minor details have faded over time, but overall, this is how things transpired, to the best of my recollection. We are married now, but our stories cover noteworthy encounters from our dating and engaged life, as well as our adventures since marriage. They will not be a mushy, romantic retelling of our courtship. That’s for us. These will be the hot, raunchy, dirty sex that we’ve had between us and with other people. There’s little to no set up, just the good parts. This story is told through the male half’s perspective, because I’m the narrator.

About us (At this moment. Each story will be prefaced by our approximate ages):
We live in a major city on the east coast. Outwardly, we are straight laced and hold professional jobs. Our family and friends know nothing about what goes on behind closed doors.
I (Brendan) – Early 30s, 5’10”, 185lbs and in great shape. Works out or runs 5 days a week. Brown hair, blue eyes, easy going.
Jenn – Late 20s, 5’6″, 125lbs, fit yoga enthusiast. Medium length brown hair, blue eyes, 34B with a cute little ass.