[MF] A Run in the Valley

I woke up in a hot sweat. I was a mess.

Still in Toronto. The dead of summer. I was hard. I’d been dreaming of the same thing I’d been dreaming of all summer: the woman I met on my run.

It was a few months ago. We were outside the city, in the kind of unshaded park only Toronto seems to produce.

I was running, alone. It was 7am. I had a few nights’ 5 o clock shadow on me, and sweat glistened everywhere else. The muscles on my neck, forearms, and calfs seemed eagerly exposed, and were made all the more impressive by the definition sun and shade provide by contrasting each other.

I’d ridden the subway up to the park, and the woman had ridden it, too. The subway was the perfect mix of breezy and balmy, and we were above ground for the final leg.

I watched the woman drink the scenery in: the passing fields, the houses. I noticed she seemed overdressed, and sure enough a few minutes later she was peeling off her long pants to reveal booty shorts, and her cardigan to reveal what she was really wearing: a kind of sports romper made of cotton. One that clung to her breasts and grew taut over her ass, just over where the crease of her butt cheeks began. It was criminal. Read more »

The Penetrator – Vol. 1 [Mf] [interracial] [fiction]

He was at a baseball game when he got a call from an associate of his.

“Happy New Year, Clyde,” said the voice on the other side.

“Hey, Jeff. You know January is almost over, right?”

“Well, we haven’t spoken since May last year so I thought the greeting would be appropriate.”

“Ha, thanks. What can I do for you?”

“What you’re really good at doing, Clyde. What you’ve always been good at doing.”

Clyde heard what the other man had said, but pretended as if he hadn’t.

“I’m sorry, come again? The other team just scored a home run. Couldn’t hear you over the cheering.”

“That’s okay, man. I need you to become the Penetrator again.”

A series of memories flashed through Clyde’s mind.

“You really should call the Doctor,” said Clyde, referring to a medical doctor who had a secret cult following due to his filmed adventures with pretty young females.

“I did, but he is very busy at the moment.”

“What about the Dungeon Keeper?”

“The Dungeon Keeper is fighting a lawsuit against him. He finally banged the wrong girl.”

“Oh.” Read more »

[28F] [MF] Letting You Take Me on the Beach

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Sunlight glints of the delicate gold chain across my ankle as I push both of my feet into the fine, warm sand of the beach we’d made our way to earlier in the afternoon, before the sun rose directly over us, splashing our already tanned skin with warm rays. ​

You’re sprawled atop a fresh beach towel, your body glistening from the sun block I’d slowly rubbed into you when we settled in our desolate spot. Your eyes are closed and your chest is raising and lowering peacefully but your fingers idley tracing my exposed lower back let me know you’re not asleep. Despite the heat, I shiver slightly from your rough fingers tickling me softly.

I told you about this beach months ago, relaying my exploration of the island and finding this untouched alcove, devoid of people but lush with crystalline water and warm, powdery sand. I’d wanted to share it with you for so long and now we were here. I worried while we traipsed through the sunny jungle trees that maybe we wouldn’t find it. Maybe it had been a dream. When we’d finally reached the clearing and heard the rhythmic flowing of the tide against the beach, I grasped your hand a little harder, urging us forward into what I knew was going to unfold into a memorable day. ​ Read more »

Friends of [M]ine

Friends of mine have a place in the mountains. It can get quite warm up there in the Fall, away from the ocean breezes and the fog, surrounded by tall redwoods reaching skyward, and a wide clearing filled with row upon row of Cabernet Sauvignon wines. I often stay here while they are on vacation, acting as a house sitter. Keeping an eye on the vines, the winery (which is actually under their house), and the home, but otherwise having very little actual chores or responsibility.

They have a beautiful home, made from all redwood, both inside and out, situated at the top of the steep, half-mile driveway, which opens at the higher end of a clearing. The house has decks on three sides, and 360 degrees of spectacular views. It is quite secluded; you can see no other homes from their property. Read more »

[F]ucking [M]y Waitress On A Wednesday Afternoon. Part II (with pictures and a couple of gifs)

[Part I is here!!! Hey oh!](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fnnc5w/fucking_my_waitress_with_pics_wut_a_story_in_4_or/)

*It’s nothing special. It’s not contrived. It started a little rough, got a little more rough, and ended with me laughing as I wiped my cum off her. My hands smelled like her pussy as I sat in a meeting afterwards. WE had moved past the initial awkwardness that always accompanies the first couple weeks of dating. It’s short, but maybe sweet? I don’t know, familiar sex, the sex you easily fall into and then out of before coffee or after dinner- sometimes is what I remember the most.*

I was in town and had a couple of hours off. She texted me. “Come fuck me, daddy.”

So I did.

She told me she was smooth for me. Sent me pictures to prove it. She told me she had her collar on and sent me another picture. Texted me that she wanted it rough. Wanted to be treated like a slut. That she had laid out her ball-gag, her glass dildo, her blindfold. “Pretend you hate me,” she wrote me. Read more »

Caterpillar in the Web – Vol. 2 [MMf] [straight] [fiction]

Caterpillar learned that the father’s name was Henry (47) and the son was Chad (21). After the initial fuck session with them in the back of the van, she joined them at the fireside. They asked her if she knew how to twerk.

She rolled her eyes and said,”Duh, every girl knows how to twerk these days.”

“Show us some twerking,” said an eager Chad.

“Need music for that,” Caterpillar replied.

Chad fiddled with his phone and soon Hip Hop music was playing from his speakers.

“How about that?” he asked.

Caterpillar was still naked from the waist down. She twerked her ass and pussy in front of the two men as the music played. They made sounds of appreciation and whooped when she removed her top. She danced and twerked fully nude around the camp fire. They were captivated by her young naked body. She sweated from exertion. Just watching her caused the men to sweat as well. They pulled out their cocks and beat their meats to her sexy dancing. She watched them both stroke and cum to her hot twerking. Read more »

Caterpillar in the Web – Vol. 1 [MMf] [straight] [fiction]

She awoke to darkness and the sound of crickets chirping. Caterpillar was her codename. She was a girl from the town of Noville, who had been picked up by a father and son, who were also from that town. However, the pick up had taken place at the parking lot of a grocery store in the city of Damworth, an hour’s drive away.

They had made their acquaintance online via a secret society that hooked up men with women in ways that were both legal and not so admissible in a court of law. Caterpillar was a poor girl with expensive tastes and this society, calling themselves the Web of Fortunes, was more than happy to cater to her needs after seeing the provocative poledancing videos she had posted on the Internet. They had reached out to her with an offer and she had snatched it up quickly because it was too good for her to pass up.

The day before, a box of stuff appeared on her doorstep. She had taken it up to her room and opened it to see many nice things for herself, an envelope for her mother and another one for her father and a letter that was for her because it had the sign of a web on the top and was addressed to “Caterpillar”, her codename. Read more »

I [M] was cucked by the hot alpha [g]irl from high school [MFF]

The moment lasted for only a few minutes, but can’t say it didn’t leave years of memories in its wake.

Lynne was the most sexually aggressive girl, let alone high school girl, I’d ever met. Piercing gray eyes, tall thin body with killer hips, and straight blonde hair that acted like her bodyguard. You couldn’t touch her, but she could do whatever she wanted. She had a god complex and a hyper energy that was offputting to some, taking the ones who expected her personality to match her physique by surprise. My more combative friends would give her the fight and drama she always seemed to crave, and pushed back against her constant poking at their patience. They either earned her respect or made her shit list.

Being teased by the cute Swedish girl was something every high school senior dreamt of, but not in the sense of being punched in the arm, called names, and pranked. Lynne once fully pantsed me in the school weight room and accidentally caught my underwear in the crossfire. Luckily, I had an overly large shirt on so my bare ass and penis weren’t that visible (and I don’t think anyone was looking), but that was enough to make her break character and profusely apologize. I brushed it off coolly and laughed as I always did after telling her to chill out. I don’t remember Lynne ever having a steady boyfriend, just unattached sex stories with people I don’t know, some of them other girls. Read more »

A Flower for Your Kindness [Mf] [rough] [puke] [fiction]

Kade loved the benefits of being single again. Life got lonely every once in a while, but he chased away those moments with some new activity to occupy his thoughts and keep him operational.

Last week he went fly fishing with a friend of his. That was something he had never done before – fly fishing. He had caught two trout and his friend had caught three along with a salmon and a bass. It was the most fun he had had in a long while.

Kade had also been associating himself with a nudist community. They liked to travel places and had an online forum where they discussed ideas about nudism and where they should go next to be naked together. Kade was no nudist, but he ingratiated himself with this community by assisting them via funding and acquiring permission from officials of the various places they traveled to to allow the community to gather there fully naked. His efforts were not lost on the community.

One day he received a rather tall box on his front doorstep. He brought it inside his home and read the letter attached to it. It said,

*To Kade* Read more »

[M4F] Your deepest darkest fantasies are about to become real [Rape] [Impregnation] yet [Loving] and [Romantic] [Threatened] [Oral] [Breeding] [Creampie]

Here’s a story I wrote that fulfills a very deep dark fantasy that some women have: and that’s rape and forced impregnation. Now this topic in some hands could turn out ugly, but I guarantee that I made sure to make it enjoyable for everybody and it won’t turn anybody off. So here’s the story:

You just came back home and are there alone and you hear some noise at the front door. You go to check what’s going on and you find there’s a man holding a gun.

And I’m that man holding the gun and I explain why I had to come there. You see, while I was passing by I saw you coming back home and I did find you so attractive that I had to have you, whether you were willing or not.

So I take you to the living room and I just take out my big dick and I tell you to suck it at gunpoint.
You’re hesitant at first, sucking a stranger’s dick, but you put it into your mouth because you don’t want to anger me or make me do something crazy. Read more »