[F] How this bitch got her groove back!

God, it’s been a while guys! Sorry, I got sidetracked by a man and didn’t have many lonely nights/mornings/lunch breaks to drunkenly hop into the Way-Back Machine and exercise some creative masturbation :p Won’t make that mistake for a while!

Anyway, we broke up in November. It came as quite a shock to me, so I coped the only way I know how: by drinking and fucking a lot. To get the gonewildstories-kinks out, I just wanted to give a shout out to some of the wonderful men who screwed me back into my right mind.

~The First~

The first Friday back in Singledom, I barely remember. But I do remember the Business Bro. Tall, toned arms, slick hair but a forgettable face. GREAT ass. I like to think he came at me pretty hard, but I think it was the other way around. He CAME hard, though — twice that night/early morning. The Whiskey Dick was treating him well and he plowed me into sweet oblivion. 6/10.

~Stuffed Like a Turkey~

[MF] The Voyeur by the Lake

“So, did you like the view?”

Surprised by the unexpected voice Nick started and then looked up at the young woman standing in the isle of the bus. Nick instantly recognized her, and his thoughts flashed back to a secret moment earlier in the afternoon.

The bus had picked up the group early that morning. They were all members of a singles activities club, and today the schedule sent the young men and women hiking up to a mountain lake. After several miles up narrow trails and steep stairs many of the hikers immediately jumped into the cold water. After lunch the group split up til three, when the descent was to begin.

As half the group returned to the water in the hot sun Nick started to hike around the lake. He’d made out most of the way around when he found a sunlit beach, nestled between old rock slides. Excited by the potential of a quick naked swim Nick had started towards the beach only to realize it was already occupied.

An Angel’s Voyage: Ch. 1 “Limbo, Paraíso” [FM][Oral][LightDom][Fsub][Mdom][Cheating]

Preface: This can only barely be called chapter 1. This is more of an intro. This is for people who enjoy sex but are also interested in a strong narrative, and to be emotionally attached to the characters. Not to say that there is anything wrong with any other style of erotica. But if you aren’t interested in this type of story, then by all means, feel free to skip to the sex scenes.

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Lt. Major Angela Griego, through no fault of her own, became stranded on the Azores island chain due to an electrical malfunction on the plane which was to bring her home. One would think that an Air Force base would have plenty of spare planes lying about; she was an excellent pilot herself, and she imagined herself flying back to Arizona on a large, Wright Brothers-esque kite, should this layover last too long.

The Move Ins — [MF][Cuckold][Interracial]

Moving Day

I peered through my apartment window, looking out over the parking lot, and gave a low sigh. Another move. I took a sip of my coffee as I walked into my office to get the necessary paperwork for the new tenants. I worked as the superintendent to an apartment building, and this was one of my few administrative tasks. Ocassionally I wondered how I ended up here… being the super of this place.

Growing up I always figured I’d be a famous athlete… I was 6’5” and 250lbs of thick muscle… I was a star tight-end before my knee blew out. It wasn’t something I dwelled on too often.

Because I liked this job a lot—a free place to live, pretty quiet community… and ocassionally things got interesting. After about 8 years as the superintendent here, I had a bit of a fun reputation going, especially with some of the ladies of the building. Being 6’5” and a bit of a hulking beast has its’ perks.

I was reminded of some of those perks as I walked into the hall to catch the elevator downstairs to greet the new tenants.

He’s The One (m/f – watching)

Juan Ravero stopped swimming as he approached the beach, glad to catch his breath as he floated in the sparkling blue water around him. He treaded water silently, studying the villa in front of him, its sprawling gardens reaching down to the scrubby edge of the beach. He let his legs sink until he could feel his toes on the sandy ridges of the sea floor, six feet below.

He waded slowly through the surf, shielding his eyes from the glare of the strong Adriatic sun until he stood on hot sand.
As he walked up the beach, leaving perfectly-outlined footprints in the wet sand, he reached behind his neck and squeezed the sea out of his black wavy hair. The salt water trickled over his shoulders, down his back and over a tanned, muscular chest, his wet swimming trunks flexing tight over round buttocks as he moved.

Little Lion Romance [Fm]

*Slight Ageplay*

The freshman boy walked quietly down the hall, humming to a tune in his head. The young man was wearing a tshirt, inscribed with some 80s band, and a pair of jeans, a black belt looping through. His backpack was slung around his shoulders, an olive green color. The halls were rather empty, except for the few kids who had stayed for clubs like he had. Finally, he turned down the hall and smiled as he saw a young woman at the end, patiently waiting for him.

The woman had toffee colored skin, lithe and tall, her hair cascading down her back, but a few locks went over her eyes and collar bone. She was wearing a maroon sweater, and a pair of light blue jeans, a necklace around her neck. She had several books in her hands, holding them against her stomach, a tote bag around her shoulder.
“Hello Josh.” She flashed a pearly white smile to the young man.

“Hi Priya!” He smiled at her before glancing behind him then around, before quickly giving her a hug, his arms around her waist.
She obliged into the hug, holding the hooks with one hand so she could place her hand on his back, rubbing gently.

[Group] One girl, four guys, and a deck of cards… [Exhibition]

I am always the first person at any party to suggest strip poker. Maybe this makes me a huge slut simply by rule. I don’t care. I will always be excited at the thought of taking my clothes off in public, especially when I know that everyone watching will enjoy it, too. I’m a 22 year old, slim figured woman with dark hair and perky breasts. So really, what’s the harm in a little fun, showing off what I’ve got?

What’s really disappointing, though, is how often people say no. Usually, it’s my female friends; I’ve never had a single one be okay with the idea, no matter how much they’ve drunk or how much I beg with them to start a game. So I’m often forced to stay fully clothed, sulking over what could have been a very interesting night.

This night, though, was different.

I’m at a New Years party. My boyfriend, Aaron, is sitting behind me, drunk as a skunk on the couch. His best friend / my on-again-off-again fuckbuddy, Jack, is equally buzzed beside me. My only female friend there, Jill, is passed out nearby on a futon. And her roommate and his best friend, Anthony and Jared, are both downing whisky on the other side of the room. All in all, a fairly suggestible crowd.