Indigo to Violet (M/M)

Indigo to Violet

[A feminine-looking man sat on a bed as the door. He looks up, smiling.]

Oh, good. I thought that you would’ve had cold feet and decided not to come out tonight. Aw baby, don’t look at me like that. What’s wrong with me calling you baby?

Okay, let’s stop playing around here. I know what you want. Don’t start. I have seen the way you look at me. Even though I look like a woman, you know my true nature. See? You’re blushing right now. When I look into your eyes, I see the real you itching to come out. What’s holding you back?

Yeah, yeah, you’re not gay. Blah, blah, blah. Why do you have to lie to yourself like that? Here’s what I think. You are hiding behind the male ego. Ah, yes. The myth of the male ego. I know your type. You love to pretend to be all tough and strong, but really you’re just too scared to admit who you really are. Am I on the mark? Of course you would deny it.

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Categorized as Erotica Tagged

19 year old (m) Airman rocked my (f) god damn world. Again. Teenagers….

I am currently trying to work through some writer’s block to the best of my ability. Also I may be dying of dehydration after that tsunami of orgasms this 19-year-old brought down upon me for several hours. I’m fucking exhausted and my vagina has been battered shut. I’m not exactly sure what lab made this kid, but they deserve more funding. Duplicate these results, and I’ll take 3 when we clone him. Why 3? Mind ya business, Susan.

First things first, he hits me up for sexy fun time and I basically said fuck-all to anything else I might have going on. Maybe I’ve been kinda thirsty for him since our last encounter rocked my world… be my glass of water, young lad. Of course, he needs a ride. God damn it. I really don’t fucking do this. The shopping center near the base is so fucking far from me, to pick him up. Like last time. FINE. I’ll deal with it. Then, he asks me to get him a 6-pack. You motherfucker. JUST ASK ME TO BUY YOU ALCOHOL, DON’T LURE ME WITH SEX! He offers to “repay” the favor and I start seeing red. No. No, no, no. Go fuck ya self. You’re fucking me regardless, and you’re paying me back. Glad we cleared that up, buttercup. This whole interaction happened after I ran stairs with QuarterRican because I want her Latin booty and apparently stairs is the secret. Everything about working out sucks, except lifting weights. So, I’m spent and my legs are jelly… but I’m definitely looking to be taken to pound town. I drive to the place and he hops in.

Watching Through The Door [voyeurism] [f self play] [x-post /r/Erotica]

By the time she has packed up Dorian’s paint supplies and carried them inside the house, the sun has set and the stars have begun to shine. She can’t stop thinking about her encounter with Dorian, about the moment she pressed herself against him in a burst of courage, about his look of surprise, his arm instinctively wrapped around her, and that tiniest pressure she felt through his khaki shorts… Did I imagine it? Was it real…?
She can’t shake the image from her head; she replays it over and over, sending pinpricks down her arms. She wraps a hand around her tender wrist, notes the spreading inkling of a bruise…
Another wave of bravery washes over her, lifts her to her feet, and drives her up the manor’s great oak staircase as if possessed.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she slowly, silently makes her way down the hallway towards Dorian’s quarters. What the hell am I doing…? She hesitates for the briefest second. Why can’t I stop…?
The door to his bedroom is ajar. As quietly as she can, she extends an arm and lightly knocks on the wood.
No response. The heavy door swings inward a tiny breath.

Watching Through The Door

By the time she has packed up Dorian’s paint supplies and carried them inside the house, the sun has set and the stars have begun to shine. She can’t stop thinking about her encounter with Dorian, about the moment she pressed herself against him in a burst of courage, about his look of surprise, his arm instinctively wrapped around her, and that tiniest pressure she felt through his khaki shorts… Did I imagine it? Was it real…?

She can’t shake the image from her head; she replays it over and over, sending pinpricks down her arms. She wraps a hand around her tender wrist, notes the spreading inkling of a bruise…

Another wave of bravery washes over her, lifts her to her feet, and drives her up the manor’s great oak staircase as if possessed.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she slowly, silently makes her way down the hallway towards Dorian’s quarters. What the hell am I doing…? She hesitates for the briefest second. Why can’t I stop…?

The door to his bedroom is ajar. As quietly as she can, she extends an arm and lightly knocks on the wood.

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Categorized as Erotica

Four couple swap continued: My(M39) wild night with Gina(F38)

As a summary for those who may just be catching up, back in March, my wife and I started swapping with three other couples that were really good friends of ours. Each week over a period of just under a month, we each spent an evening one-on-one with another husband/wife than our own. The first four chapters in this ongoing narrative, covering our first and second night, are here:

[First chapter – describing how we started, and my night with our friend Karen] (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/509ln3/the_first_night_of_six_months_of_swapping_with_my/)

[Second chapter – continuation of the first night, discussing my wife Kristin’s night with Karen’s husband Scott](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/50hahx/mf_our_first_night_of_swapping_with_3_other/0)

[Third chapter – the next time we were together, describing my evening with the petite blonde Amy](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/510e4u/four_couple_swap_part_3_the_night_i_m39_and_a_my/)

[Fourth chapter – part two of the second night, my wife and Mike’s night together, and what happened in the evening and couple days after](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/51600v/four_couple_swap_continued_my_wife_f40_takes_our/)

Dr. Buttlove or: How I learned to stop worrying and love the prostate massage [MF]

*Some backstory

So as a preface, I’ve never really been into or curious about butt-stuff. My gf can attest, as she came into our relationship enjoying it for herself, but even then, I wasn’t much intrigued. Sounds weird, I know, a guy who *didn’t care* to have anal sex???? ;) She encouraged me that she enjoys it, and was very open to it, if I so desired (she wasn’t about pressuring me). So we talked for a bit about it, and finally I dove in. It was my first anal sex, and it was amazingly different. I’m not a guy who says it’s “far better” than PiV, but just that it’s “different, in a good way”. So after some time enjoying anal and me becoming an ‘ass man’, far more than I was before, she brought up “butt-stuff” on me. I wasn’t all that comfortable with it. Sure, I’d tried to find my own prostate before, but let someone else, especially a girl I really like, go **there??** Needless to say I had a lot of preconceived notions about that area. This is about how that aspect of my life was changed forever.

end preface*

[meta]Collection of GW stories with pics included


Re-Post: I [35M] Pick Up Naughty Spring Break Redditor [19F] From Gramma’s Beach House This Past March (w/ Pics) from gonewildstories

The story behind the sexiest panties I own… [F26/M] from gonewildstories

[M]et a total MIL[F] again and 30 minutes laters I shot my load in her from gonewildstories

[M/M] The Calling — 1 from gonewildstories

[M/F] Public nudity and a public blowjob followed by amazing sex in a hotel (pictures included) from gonewildstories

Girlfriend of [m]ine gets off on arcade game. from gonewildstories

I hit a girl, I liked it [FFM] [amateur BDSM]

If you are anything like me and sometimes like to skip straight to the part about the sex, I’ve marked where it starts **in bold**.

Hello again, dear reader. I thought you might like to know that as I write this story, I have a blue dimente princess plug deep in my ass, with [these panties](http://kisskill.com.au/products/addict-knicker).

This is a story about my grad school colleague and longtime rival [Grace](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/50x05k/fucked_my_grad_school_colleague_and_long_time/). For those who haven’t read my previous posts, I’m brunette, 5’10”, wear a UK size 8, have a big, round, high ass and average sized, perky tits with pierced nipples. James is blonde, 6’3, thin and muscular, heavily tattooed and has a top knot and a beard. Grace is blonde, skinny, around 5’7”, has short hair with an undercut and facial piercings.

James suggested to Grace that she come over and see us last Sunday afternoon. She arrived wearing a baggy black muscle tee, high-waisted black skinny jeans and doc martens. We acted like friends and not lovers, hugging briefly, kissing on the cheek. I wondered whether the other night was a one off, whether she just wanted to be friends.