So here’s some backstory: (sorry if this reads funny, I’m typing inside the text window here):
I knew Dayna from my freshmen year of college. We got along well because we were both kinda nerdy and liked skateboarding, anime and old sci-fi movies. She was a little more open about her love of Star Wars and everything geeky, whereas I was a little more withdrawn because I was into sports, and with that came the ridiculous stigma, “football players don’t watch Japanese cartoons”. In high school I was an athlete, and while I ran with a kind of ‘in-between’ crowd, youthful naivity kept my nerdiness closeted. I had an irriational fear of being socially ‘outed’ because nobody else was into that in my high school. College was great because I finally felt free to express myself and I met a ton of like-minded people. Dayna caught my eye immediately because she was tan, fit, had short black hair (pulled back into a ponytail…I don’t know what it is about girls with short hair that drive me wild, it just does) with a juicy ass and pair of breasts to match. Despite her physique, she hadn’t been wildly likeable in school. She had run with the ‘nerd’ crowd and as a result, didn’t know how hot she was. Come high school graduation, she had become full-figure gorgeous. Despite my sports career, I was equally shy and the two of us meshed well. We dated for a few months before we broke up and went out separate ways. It was mutual.
Celebrated the win in a big way (m/f, maybe tifu?)
Sunday was an absolutely wild day. I had packed over to the best Syracuse bar in town to watch my Orangemen play Virginia in the Elite 8. Most of us at the bar weren’t expecting much (Virginia had kicked our asses the last few times we played, and duh, 10 seed vs a 1 seed). I was rocking my lucky ‘Melo jersey (with a white T-shirt underneath, I’m not a monster). I had bought it right before the tournament mine (and Carmelo Anthony’s) freshman year, and wore it for every game through the stunning Championship game. Since my divorce, I had lost 30 lbs and fit into the jersey again for the first time in almost ten years, so why the hell not?
My affair with a sexy, exhibitionistic carpenter (MM) [MM] (M/M) [M/M] …mmmmmmmmmmm
I love to recall an encounter I had with a horny carpenter who was working odd jobs on weekends. I had recently moved into a new townhome, and I discovered the skylights over my living room leaked during a rainstorm. I was furious because all of my furniture was new as well, and water dripping on my couch would never do. I called the people who sold the property to me, and I complained bitterly about their shoddy construction. They assured me a reliable repairman was scheduled to fix my leak that following Saturday. In the meantime I had to place containers under the dripping water when it rained.
Saturday was my day off, and I wanted to stay in bed until late in the morning, but I couldn’t because the repairman was already thumping on my roof as soon as the sun came up. He didn’t bother to knock on the door prior to working because he was hired by the builder. I decided to get up early, and I busied myself with some housecleaning because I wanted to stay around until the repair work was done. I remember being impressed when I realized the carpenter was removing the shingles all around the skylight to make sure he found the exact leak. This guy appeared to know what he was doing.
A “sequel” of the story “Bar maid” by pestopiesandpeas [str8]
This the first draft of the sequel of the story “Bar maid” by u/pestopiesandpeas
The period girl
4 days on from shockingly yet unsurprisingly coming home empty handed from a date that explicitly said she was dtf it’s time for my next tinder adventure. Last time I had a bad feeling even though it seemed so certain. This time I had a really good feeling- it seemed so certain but this girl had been more subtle about it saying she likes to be cheeky etc. I was fully expecting this date to be about getting with a girl that’s much older than me, something I’ve always wanted to do (what guy hasn’t had that fantasy). I’ve been with girls a few years older than me, but at 38 she has a full decade on me. Now a few years ago I had the chance to get with a 40 year old but truth is whilst I want to get with an older woman to tick it off as another thing off the list, I still want to keep standards so they still have to be attractive and not wrinkled up and on the shelf.
[F] [STR] The book, our story
I see you across the room and my eyes shy to the floor. You are the book I have tried over and over to read, but I never quite find the time to finish. Yet, here we stand. I never know exactly what to say to you. But, I want to read your pages..
Your cover is a soft tan and made of rugged leather. I touch you and trace your spine, as I turn you around to read your text. As I flip you open, I stop for a moment to admire your dedication. I love that people can inspire other people to make brilliant works of art. You have been signed many, many times and will likely be loved for many more years to come. Not all of your pages are filled, but the ones that are, they are inspiring. I turn the page and a sentence takes my breath away. You sweep me into a completely different world..
Plan B – Married Guy [F]ro[m] Craigslist
I’m traveling to a new city, and my “ride from the airport” bails on me. I’d been looking forward to, shall we say, letting off some steam with [the gentleman who was going to pick me up](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4bdnhw/2_months_of_online_foreplay_culminate_gonewild), so I’m left to kill some time. I make my way to my Airbnb but grab lunch first. Horny and disappointed, I peruse the Craigslist Casual Encounters on the restaurant’s wi-fi. I’ve had exceptionally good luck with that back home, so why not see what a new city has to offer?
I find a couple of ads that appeal to me (tips for getting responses: post at least one picture – not of your dick, ideally it proves that you’re at least halfway in shape, don’t post “requirements” or “seeking” characteristics – c’mon dude you’re looking for some strange on CL: filter the responses yourself). One is a guy who’s in his late 30’s, and he’s apparently addressing the women who are dissatisfied at home, revealing that he is also dissatisfied with his married sex life. I can definitely empathize… which is the main reason I’m cruising random cock in this city, anyways. He also says he’s staying in a nicer hotel and would be able to host. Plus, his picture is pretty sploosh-worthy. Wearing only boxer briefs, it’s clear he has spent some time in a gym. I’m not into the Incredible Hulk-aspring “ermgerd gainz!” gym bro-type, to be clear. But I can appreciate the aesthetics and secondary benefits of a gentleman with a well-built physique. As far as I go, I’ve been told I’m “fun to throw around” or would be, due to my own petite build (5’1 / 100lbs, brunette for the record).
Our first time (M) (F)
We met at hotel bar, you were cute and sexy as hell. You had your glorious pair in full display all night. I had come by when you were alone at the bar, I bought myself a drink and started chatting you up. You are pro, you have to be the way you manage to perfectly word things in such away that you get your target overwhelmingly aroused while still keeping the cute bro-chick vibe. We had start talking about games or something it’s difficult to remember now because I wasn’t paying attention after short while. I was intoxicated by you and my thoughts consumed with how I wanted to ravage you. I kept my eyes in a position that kept your tits and mouth in full view and just managed to keep your eyes in view as well, while I drifted into a trance thankfully you were too buzzed to notice or care. I smiled and laughed when qued, but my thoughts were a dizzying montage. I want to feel your tits on my hands and mouth and cock, god damn you look like you would adorable with your lips wrapped around my dick. I try to guess what you would like moaning by the sound of your voice.
Somehow I managed to stay coherent enough to get you to invite me back up to your room. There on your bed you let me start to kiss you. You gave me an inch I tried to take a mile I began forcing myself on you, getting on top of you roughly groping you. I was going to take you right then and there. But you were still feisty and manages to push me off and you give a stern talking to for a less than a minute as you kick me out. Don’t remember what you said just remember you were very expressive and bounced quite delightfully as you shouted. I was too horny to think, but I left without too much fuss. Though on my way out I spotted the room key on the dresser, I managed to snatch it without you noticing. Thank god you were drunk and angry.
I waited a while and then snuck back into your room. I had hoped to catch you sleeping, but instead I found you in the shower. I decided to go with it, I love shower sex. I got undressed finally releasing my aching erection, and tiptoed into bathroom and manage to burst into the shower with your back to me. Before you can even react I pushed your face into the shower wall, hard. The pain stunned you enough for me to get a good hold of you. “I’m gonna wear you out bitch you are mine” I growled in your ear. The next thing you felt was my raging hard on probing for the first hole it could thrust itself into. I penetrated you and right away started pounding at your warm wet inviting pussy. I was lucky not to blow my load at the feeling mixed with the sounds of screaming and you painfully resisting me, mixed with the betraying moans of pleasure. You were starting to enjoy it you little whore. I managed to bend you over to proper fuck you hard, I had one hand with a vice like lock on you trap/neck and with my other I had your arm in a hammerlock and I power fucked you. I thrusted till it stopped bring me close to climax, then I pulled out. You were sobbing and breathing heavy, I could feel your pulse racing out of control as I manhandled your wonderful breasts. Then I put it in your ass. You yelled and cried and I laughed “you shouldn’t have dropped the soap, bitch” as I reamed you hard and deep. You are by far the sexiest and cutest prison bitch ever.
I ass-fucked with vigor, god your ass felt so fucking good. I couldn’t fuck you hard enough for my liking. I did grabbed at everything I could to pull you in harder. I would yank your hair and neck, I grabbed you hips so hard I left deep bruises. At some point I was pulling you by your wrists. After a while, I have pushed you down so that you are bent over the side of the tub Ass up face on the bathroom floor as a pile-drive your tight tender asshole. I rode you big round ass slapping you hard getting closer and closer to climaxing. Then when it hit I shot the first part of my load into your ass, then I pulled out. I jerk you up and finished cumming on you. Your back and some on your tits and face like I intended.
The rush of it all kept my cock hard I ground my junk on your face, I want to fuck your mouth but, you refuse to accept it. I slapped my dick on your face then struck you, hard. Open up bitch you need to suck the ass juice off my cock. I reached back and hit you again, this time you open up and I thrust my cock down your throat and pin you head to the shower wall. I fucked your mouth hard and deep making you gag repeatedly and choking you. I pulled out after a couple minutes to let you breath. I stepped out of the shower, then grabbed you by the neck and wrist and dragged you back into the hotel room. There I bound your arms behind you with a belt.
Then, forced you back to your knees and jammed my cock back down your throat. I grabbed your head and stared fucking you head taking sick deep strokes pounding your gag reflex. I was cruel I had no regard for you and your safety and comfort. I throat fucked you until you were blue in the face and your eyes glazed over. At this point I pulled out and you coughed up spittle and gasped for air. As you tr ied to regroup and find your breath, I moved you to the bed, tying your arms to the head board. I straddled you and pushed your big, luscious breast together and began to tit fuck you. They felt like heaven, it felt like I was thrusting my dick into heaven, I fucking love your tits. Then, I couldn’t resist going back to your mouth and your lips I started skull fucking you again.
After nearly choking you out again on my cock, I pulled out and positioned myself in between your legs. I penetrated you and began taking you missionary while you were still tied up. Even though I had just spent who know who long wearing you out some how the sight of you like that on your back leg spread breast bouncing with my thrusts gave me new life and a second wind. And the sounds you were making, there was no more yelling or screaming no more protests you had accepted that you were now my fuck toy till I decided otherwise so all that were heard were the sensual moaning of a defeat woman in shamed pleasure. It grove me wild, I fucked you hard and deep your cunt was so good. you must have enjoyed it some what because your pussy would contract and milk my thrusting dick from time to time. I rolled you over to get at you doggy style and I was so frantic that i slipped out a few times and ended up popping my dick back in your ass a few times. Each time drew a good reaction from you and I would be in no real rush to put it back into your pussy.
After a good long while of fucking your delicious pussy for a while you locked up and clinched up on my dick milking me into an intense draining climax, I gyrated and ground my hips into your butt as I emptied my balls into you so hard it made my genital so sensitive they couldn’t even stand their own weight. You were whimpering and quivering and crying. I rolled you back on your back. laid next to you catching my breath. I rolled over to face you and I cleaned your face up with the blanket. I gave you a few kisses on the lips and cheeks I told you how good you were as you drifted off to sleep. The next morning you woke to my hard eager dick blocking your throat and a fucking your throat, this time to I don’t stop till i cum in your throat. As you lay there dizzy and couching up my semen, I spoke to you “So I think I’m going to keep you”
The time I gave a blowjob in public. Also when I lost my virginity. [M/F]
Yo guys, long time lurker, I decided to post my first story online. I’d love feedback on it. Feel free to message me for anything. :) Sex stuff starts under the cut.
Okay, so rewind about three years, I’m eighteen years old and in the second semester of my first year of college. I wasn’t super popular in high school, got teased a little bit until 11th grade. It’s only since I started college where I’ve really thrived – academically, socially, sexually, etc.
Before we go further, I’ll tell you lovely folks what I look like. I’m 5’3″, 36DD, pale, curvy but definitely not fat. I have blue eyes and long dark brown hair. Some people tell me I look like Zooey Deschanel but I don’t personally see it. So, not to sound big headed or anything, I know that I’m a good looking girl.
So it’s about February or March and I’m super stoned and drunk at this house party downtown. We’re listening to house music in the basement and somebody brings out glow sticks. We’re all drunk, having fun, cracking the glow sticks open, splattering the glow on the walls. No clue if this is safe or not but whatever.
[MF] Fucking in the Park [exhib., vanilla, big ass/tits]
This is the story of Julie.
Her figure was amazing – nice, big round ass, long legs, a hard, toned stomach, and at least E-cup tits.
I don’t remember exactly how it started, but Julie and I got to texting back and forth (and got rather steamy, too) and I asked her to go for a walk with me in the park to catch up. She said yes. It was a sunny day when Julie and I got together. She had a pair of light, tight jeans on and a loose-fitting blouse that was low cut enough to make the imagination run wild.
We walked along and talked for a little while, stopping off along the side of the path to make out every now and then. During one of our pit stops, I did what I’ve dreamed about since high school – I finally grabbed her tit. God, it was so soft in my hands. I looked around to see if anyone was watching and lifted the cup of her bra, letting her tit spill out. It was just as tan as the rest of her skin, topped off with a hard brown nipple. I sucked it deep, no longer caring who was watching. I wanted it for so long.