How I fixed myself by destroying myself [MF] [cheating] [new beginning]

I posted this on a pervious account but I wanted to rewrite it. It has been on my mind. A recent post made me think about what happened in a different light. Names have been changed.

Some history: I started having sex at a young age. As a guy it was a dream come true. But I had never been able to cum from sex. Gigantic hit to my self-esteem and confidence. It was great for whoever I was having sex with because I could last forever. It just sucked for me because I would always just be left still hard as a rock needing to explode.

This story takes place 5 years ago. I was in my school working on my degree. At the time I was really lonely. I had been single for a while. I tried real hard to find someone to be with. All the wrong reasons; just wanted to hold a girls hand, sex would be nice, someone to talk to. Totally looking for the physical needs never really the true emotional needs. Read more »

Our first experience in a swingers club [M][F]. For the peeping tom in you ;).

Hey you all,

I thought I could share that one story. We have other in store for you that I hope you’ll like :). But let’s begin with this one.

First things first, introducing ourselves. I am a 24 year-old student, working part time. He is a 25 yo student as well. Been together more than 5 years now. We have always had a very crazy sex life. And very early on we have started recording our sexy nights (and days). We have also started sharing them very early on but only recently got really serious about uploading more sexy stuff we do and getting tributes and comments on them online. We seem to both like having people watch us and seeing or reading their reaction.

Why do I tell you that? Because the logic next step was for us to go to a swingers club to fuck in front of many people. So we asked two friends (also a couple, a bit older than us) to get there with us, because they live in Paris and we thought it would be a very hot idea. Read more »

I just needed a spotter! [MF] [Fdom]

In order to keep my weight in check and my muscles strong, I lift weights, heavy barbell training to be specific, out in my garage four times a week. Two days for upper body and two days for lower body. Its been a fantastic way to combat the slow decay of muscle loss that starts to happen in your mid forties, not to mention it increases bone density which is important as you age.
My wife enjoys the side benefits, which is the leaner look I’ve got and the more muscular arms, chest and shoulders. I’m certainly no body builder but I do have a more athletic look and feel the effects in the bed room. Increased stamina and higher libido to name a few, not to mention the new found strength to lift my wife off the floor and pin her to the wall when I’m feeling more aggressive.
The other day I was out in the garage about to attempt a new personal record. So I asked my wife if she wouldn’t mind spotting me, just to be safe. She was sitting on the couch in her bath room, a usual afternoon relaxing on a Saturday. “Hey sweetheart you mind coming out to the garage an give me a spot? I’m going for a personal record.” She looked up from her phone “I’m not really dressed for it but sure, gimmie a minute to dress.” I went back out to the garage to do some warm up sets to prepare for the max rep. A good ten minutes or more went by. What the hell is she doing? There’s no need to put on make up just to spot me for one rep. Just then she came through the garage door, still in her robe. “What took so long? I thought you were getting dress?” I notice she had make up on, which was rather odd but I dismissed it quickly since I was focused on knocking out this personal record attempt. She took her place behind the rack and barbell as I set myself up and grab the bar, took a deep breath and just then felt a tightening around my wrist. Before I could look up and notice the zip tie, the other one was around my second wrist and pulled snug. I was strapped to the barbell and with as much weight as was on the bar I couldn’t move. I was helpless. “What the hell are you doing” I said with a slight chuckle. “Well, you’ve worked so hard to get strong, always taking control, using your new found strength to make me submit to your desires. I think its time you lost control ‘muscle man’ ” She giggled and in a flash she had my gym shorts around my ankles. I was in shock, and began to feel my cock twitching with excitement. She seductively straddled my thighs and leaned over me, laying a kiss on my lips and probing her tongue into my mouth, sucking my bottom lip into her mouth before biting down gently as she pulled away from me. Just then she pulled the holding pin from the bench and back support section fell into the declined position leaving me hanging by wrists with just my ass clinging on to the seat pad. I let out a struggling grunt as I adjusted zip ties digging into wrist and felt my heart start to beat harder, possibly due to the previous work sets, or to new position I found myself.
She didn’t say a word, stood up and opened her bathrobe, dropping it to the garage floor to reveal a garter belt and stockings Id never seen before. They were red lace with white fur tops on the stockings and the garter had a thick black belt with gold buckle in traditional “St. Nick” fashion, giving a holiday feel to the whole thing. She bent over at the waist, keeping her legs locked and let her breasts hang over my exposes shaft. She had upgraded her nipple piercings from two individual bars to a twin pair of rings that where connected in the middle by a small link chain, by which a small silver charm hung that said “Cum Slut”. “Where did you get that?!” I was astonished at this aggressive action and was noticing my own nipples hardening with excitement as my cock was now fully engorged. She ran her hands playfully across my stomach and down to my rod. Slowly stroking up and down with a evil smirk across her face. She knew she was in total control.
“I’m going to do some heavy lifting myself.”
As she cupped my ball sack in her hand and lifted it up, exposing my taint and she leaned lower and began to run circles under my testicles with her tongue.
“This won’t do, you need to be positioned better.” She stood back up and lifted my legs high over my head, tearing off my gym shorts and tossing them to the side. I was spread eagle, ankles in the air, completely exposed! Then she pulled up one of the folding chairs we keep in the garage and sat down right in front of me. Gripping my cock firmly in one hand and cupping my balls with the other, she gently began to give my sack a tongue bath. Not the gentle licking of a girl who’d never done anything before. No she stuck out her tongue wide as if she was being given a medical inspection and laid the base of it across my taint dragging it flatly up till my balls fell from the edge of her tongue. Slowly stroking all the while, ensuring that i would remain hard and edging my cock. She stuck a finger in my mouth unexpectedly and commanded.
“Suck!”
I obliged, being able to slightly taste the flavor of my own precum. I sucked her finger slowly till she pulled it out of my mouth and placed it firmly into my anus, just the finger tip at first, but that was about to be graduated shortly to much more.
She continued feasting upon my scrotum, licking, and pulling the skin in different directions with her teeth. All the while the stroking she preformed on my cock quickened and become more of a beating, rough motion. She was eager to make me spill, I could see it in her eyes. It’s that look she gets when she’s excited and knows what she wants. She was going to get it, We hadn’t made love in a few days and I had been so focused on my training that I hadn’t masturbated either. My nuts were full and I could feel the precum frothing at the top of my cock, making tiny bubbles from her stroking.
“You never wash that gym shirt” she said as she pulled down on my “Gold’s Gym” shirt I bought in Cali on summer.
“You’re gonna wash it tonight!” She smirked and gave me a wink and I felt her finger slide further up my ass, the thumb of that same hand planted firmly on the cock vein that was pulsing under my testicles. She wiggled her thumb back and forth, gently popping that deep vein back and forth. My precum was now dripping down my shaft making her jacking even smoother. I could hold out much longer and by the grunting sounds that I was making she knew it too.
“Come on baby, lets see it. I wanna watch you blow your fucking load. I know you’ve been saving up….”
She stopped stroking my hand and just held it, rubbing her thumb on my coronal ridge and across the frenulum.
I couldn’t take anymore and as I hung there, helpless I groaned out and she knew I was going to unload.
She pushed the head of my dick upward toward my chest just as I felt my cock begin to throb. A thick pearl-white rope of jizz flew out of my pulsing head and hit my chin, leaving jizz dripping from my beard, then rest all over my gym shirt. More pulsing as she fingered my prostate and my hips are bucking, my legs are left quivering and I continue to spill cum all over myself and she laughs and enjoys the fireworks. She grips my nuts tightly and kisses the tip of my cock.
“Now you have to wash that shirt”
She put her bathrobe back on and went in the house. I was left hanging by the barbell, watching those thick ropes of jizz slowly melt into my favorite gym shirt as I was left there for the remainder of the night.

During a hot day in the summer [MF] [Public]

Lara and I enjoyed our night in the lake very much. She looked at the starts while floating in the lake. She found her bikini and didn’t mind to put it back on, because we were alone on the beach anyway. She asked me why I waited all day for her. And it sounded more like a surprise for her then that she knew I liked her. I told her that since the day we started hanging out more and she finally opened up to me I really started to like her being around me. She said that I was making her blush.
She stood up in the water and looked at me. “people sometimes don’t realize that you don’t have to be popular to be great” and walked out of the water. She kinda left me puzzled in the water and I kept thinking about what this was about. When I turned around I saw her closing the shop and she shouted: “are you staying in longer?” “No, coming” and she smiled when I came out. Read more »

Karen – In The Rain At The State Park [MF]

I’m just an average guy who has lived an average life. But for some reason, I’ve been lucky enough to have great sex with dozens of beautiful women. I want to relive many of these experiences through written word, so I decided to post them right here in /r/gonewildstories and share them with you good people. All of my stories are 100% real and 100% true. If you like them, please let me know and I will continue writing about many of these experiences.

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The Instant messenger box popped up with a cheery “Hello!”. I was joining the conversation in an internet chat room because I was bored out of my mind that evening. Karen had taken notice of the conversation and checked my online profile out. Apparently, she liked what she saw because it was her who messaged me first. I checked her profile out and there was nothing for me to learn about her. In fact, I don’t remember seeing if she had her gender noted. Regardless, she was being very friendly and I was happy to reciprocate. Read more »

When I [f]irst [m]et Vicki

(For a description of Vicki, please check last story)

As most Tinder stories go, I went over to her place after we had both had a few drinks at a bar in Oak Park. She first suggested Mario Kart cause she had an old school N64. I was in nerd heaven. We play a few rounds, she is surprisingly good at this and manages to take the clinching round. I’ve noticed her rubbing my arm or sitting close but I have been described as clueless so I didn’t make a move. I ask her where the bathroom is and go to break the seal.

I came back out and she’s pulled her shirt lower so her impressive cleavage is on full display and is still playing Mario Kart. I come over and join but I’m now very distracted. I keep looking over but trying not to stare. I get up to get water and come sit back down and she takes my left hand and places it down her cleavage. I look at her and she says “Well you weren’t taking signals.” Read more »

Christmas Eve fuck with my girlfriend (F28) makes us both cum hard [MF] [oral] [PIV]

“Em” and I hadn’t fucked for about a week. Balancing work (which for me can creep up to 50+ hours a week) and a 10-month old baby was hard so we have to plan ‘fuck-nights’ around our lives. Usually they dont happen if im on a late shift – but Christmas eve was different :)

I got home about half 8 and the baby was asleep. Ems Mum was over and was staying with us until boxing day. She occasionally stays to help us out with childcare…the spare room is below ours so if we get horny when shes over we try to be quiet…sometimes difficult though as Em likes to moan loudly when her clit is stimulated…this can prove very challenging.

So i come home, take a shower, grab some cold pizza from the fridge and sit in the living room. Em looked amazing – they’d been at Ems families for dinner so she had this little black dress, smokey eyeliner and her hair was down and swept across her face. Damn she looked hot. I kiss her like a always do when i see her after work. I was pretty exhausted after my shift so after i finished my pizza i kissed her goodnight and climbed upstairs into bed. I was scrolling through the days ‘Facebook news’ when a Whatsapp message popped up from Em…”Wait up for me – im now coming”. This never usually happens…and i understood the signal. I started the become a bit hard at the thought of sex. Read more »

Deepthroated by my roommate’s ex girlfriend [MF]

Back in college, I lived with a guy who, despite our insistence against the idea, moved his girlfriend into his room. At the time, four of us were living in a 3 bedroom, 2 bath townhouse, and it was already pretty cramped. He basically just moved her in “for a week” that turned out to be the whole year long. Truthfully, she was pretty cool, and more laid back than him. She would also clean every now and then, and that was, oft times, much needed. I had known her from the year before, and had actually had a crush on her that went nowhere. We made out once at some party, but I was, at the time, always so drunk that I think I didn’t make the best impression. When she moved in, however, she warmed to me. Most people start off with a certain animosity and/or dislike of my steely, intoxicated exterior, and then warm to me when they find the heart of gold hiding deep within. Seriously, though, I can be a bit of an ass. Anyways, we talked a fair amount while she stayed with us, and we developed a nice relationship. As the year went on, I think she started developing some inappropriate feelings towards me. I never made a move. Never, despite her tendency to wander the house in nothing but a tight shirt and underwear (not thongs or g-strings, but colorful striped underwear thats only slightly less revealing). Seriously, she seemed less-than-adequately dressed nearly all the time she was in our place. She seemed comfortable with it, and us roommates certainly were. I should mention her name was Emily. Read more »

Cumming Home for Christmas [*EXPLICIT*] – Getting [F]ucked by [M]y Boyfriend While My Family Sleeps Upstairs…

“I give good parent…(he gives good parent)… I give good parent (he gives real good parent)… I gi-”

“Jess, are you going to sing that the entire car ride?” His amused, yet slightly anxious tone interrupts the sound of my voice filling the small space of his Prius

“Maybe. Why, does it bug you?”

When he doesn’t answer immediately, I glance over at him. I note the slightly less-than-relaxed grip he has on the steering wheel, and the determined set of his jawline. He’s wearing jeans but with a purple dress shirt; casual, but not too casual.

“Oh my god,” I begin. “Are you nervous?”

He rolls his eyes, and tightens his grip on the wheel before sparing me a brief agitated glance. “Yes, Jess. I’m a little nervous.”

I continue to stare at him, mouth slightly agape.

“Oh c’mon, like you wouldn’t be slightly nervous if you were in my situation?” I roll my eyes, and prepare to reply, but he cuts me off. “That was rhetorical, Jess. You know I’m right; you’d be a little anxious too if the roles were reversed.” Read more »