The ti[m]e I [f]ucked my church friend in the ass

This is part 2 of my experiences with Jenna. Part 1 is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dp53jx/the_best_blowjob_i_ever_received_fm/).

I have a number of stories I’d like to share of my past. I’m in my early-30s now, and my sex life has toned down quite a bit from what it used to be. But I relive these experiences and am turned on by sharing them. This is the second of what I hope to be many enjoyable-to-all experiences from my college years (and a little beyond).

Part 1 happened on Saturday night. I slept at my own apartment that night, and the next day I met Jenna at church. She wore a knee length skirt and a tight fitting blouse, her curly blonde hair held back by a clip. Her blue eyes sparkled at me whenever we stole glances during the service. The image of those blue eyes looking at me while my cock filled her mouth kept flitting across my vision while somebody droned on about Jesus. The electricity between us was powerful enough to light the building.

The meetings dragged on but finally we were walking to our cars. Jenna spoke first.

“Everything that happened last night…. you’re okay with it?” Read more »

[MF] Two high school friends went from sweet and innocent and turned each other into sexting addicts

So, back in High School, I knew this girl named Mary (for the purposes of this story.) She was the typical shy girl. I always thought she was cute. She’s brown-skinned, Muslim, from the Carribean, big-breasted, and has a thiccc fat ass. My high school was filled with sexy small-boobed and small butt Asian chicks, so I wasn’t that into Mary at the time. I was more focused on trying to get with those Asian chicks.

Anyway, I never had the guts to talk to Mary because she was around the girls I didn’t like talking to, and because I was too shy to approach her myself. But she always noticed me and said Hi, or waved. Also, turns out, she ended up transferring schools at the end of her first year in High School, but not before we had a class together where we needed to do a group project. She added me on AIM and we ended up talking there, virtually. We kept talking to each other online virtually, and never said a word to each other in person, or face to face while she was still in my school. She did end up transferring out of high school, though, and we got a 95 on that project too. Read more »

[F] – My bf’s photographer fantasy

I am a terrible story teller, so hope you bare with me.

couple months ago, my bf brought up that this was one of his fantasies.

I have been always self conscious about my body, but as we discussed it more, i understood his reasoning and decided to take it a but more serious.

He has done some photography work and know a female photographer who he worked with before. He reached out and luckily she agreed! and for free too! it was something that she wanted to creatively challenge, but never had an opportunity.

cutting to the day of the shoot. I was nervous as heck!! i had stayed over the night before. woke up. and he says “i don’t want to have a hard on during the shoot. It will be super embarrassing. Can we do it now before she comes?”

so… we had a quickie. a good one. we take a shower and get ready for her.

about an hour later, she arrives. we chat! she is such a sweatheart. brought coffee and timmies to ease us in and make us feel more comfortable, which totally helped. Read more »

Incest Is Best [POEM]

Grandpa sits in his favorite chair,
Spots his granddaughter and starts to stare,
Whips out his dick and starts to stroke,
He knows it’s his granddaughter he wants to poke,
Calls her over and says, “Pretty please.”
Come on granddaughter get on your knees,
She does as she’s told and sucks him with zest,
Because she knows incest is best.

Uncle Roy decides to give it a whirl,
He likes to dress his nephew up as a girl,
Likes to see him in silk and lace,
Lipstick and makeup on his face,
Imagining him with heels on his feet,
As he sits there and starts to stroke his meat,
He’d love to put him to the test,
Because he knows incest is best.

Mother decides to get in on the act,
Her and her son have a special pact,
While her husbands at work she gets in his bed,
Pulls down his pants and starts giving him head,
Son likes his mom dressed up in her lace,
As he shoots his load all over her face,
He knows his mom is better than the rest,
Because he knows incest is best. Read more »

Art Night (M/F)

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Tags: M/F, submission, blowjob, PIV, cum
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I’m a little bit nervous, and you can tell. I’ve worked so hard to build this studio and now you’re seated in the back of the class, beaming at me as I lead my first workshop.

A bare-bones space above my garage, now filled with laughter as people flick paint across canvases placed in rows along the long workbench. I pace up and down the length of the room, helping where needed. I stop and check out how you’re doing before giving your arm a quick squeeze and a wink as I flit away to the next student.

There’s a decent mess left to clean up after the class and I’m glad when I notice you lingering after everyone else has filed out. I’d be happy just for the company while I cleaned, but you’re already rolling up your sleeves before I can offer you a seat on the ratty couch in the corner. Read more »

Pridefall, Chapter 1 [MF] [DBZ] [fanfic]

Vegeta, the Prince of all Saiyans, slumped up against the tree, soaking in the warmth of the Earth’s sun. It wasn’t quite the same as his home planet’s star, but if this was to be his new home, for now, it would have to do. Or at least it would have been good if not for that woman’s voice penetrating his skull.

He glanced over at the throng. They all knew what he had done back on Namek. An entire village fell by his hand and they had not been revived. The ones that had shot glares in his direction. Yeah, like they could ever do anything to get their revenge. They should count themselves lucky that they were killed by Frieza’s men and not me. Though, killing someone twice is a fucking delicious notion…

His bloodlust quickly faded as the earth woman sauntered over. What was her name again…? Bul-something? It doesn’t matter. How could she be so confident? She knows who I am and what I’ve done.

“Hey, Vegeta,” she said with both hands on her hips, “looks like you’re stuck here on Earth.”

Vegeta scoffed. “Stuck? More like can’t be bothered leaving. Because I could if I wanted to. You couldn’t stop me.” Read more »

[FF] My First Time with a Woman (my roommate) – Part 2

This is a continuation of this [story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ei4665/ff_my_first_time_with_a_woman_my_roommate/), so you may want to check that out first before reading this one. I hope you enjoy!

I woke up from my orgasm induced cat-nap about 30 minutes after I passed out. I awoke to a naked Mary stroking my hair and gently rubbing my back and neck. It was pure heaven. I remember thinking I should just dump Tim and marry Mary because if being a Lesbian meant orgasms like that and treatment like this. I’m in. She gently kissed the small of my back and I giggled so she did it again. I realized I smelled coffee and it was just what I needed to wake me up out of my orgasm daze. That’s what I felt like. Like I was in a daze of post orgasm. I had orgasms with Tim but not like this. I made a mental note to somehow get him to suck my clit like Mary did. I wandered into the kitchen completely naked with Mary and we sat in the kitchen naked together drank coffee and ate breakfast. I was so famished, like I hadn’t eaten in a week (that was probably from the weed not the orgasms). Read more »

He saw me naked [f]

So I was at a friends house for a New Years party, and because I was good friends with him a was going to stay the night. At about 1 am we decided to go to bed. So he left the room and I started to get changed. I was completely naked when I saw the door burst open. He saw me and the said sorry and left immediately. I got changed and we went to bed. It was a bit awkward but we where cool with it. We where taking all night then he suddenly said “you’ve got nice tits btw.” I was kinda shocked but replied with thanks. He kept going on about how he had never seen a pair of boobs before, so I asked him if he would like to take a better look at mine. He agreed and I sat down on his bed and slowly opened my shirt. I saw him get rock hard so I let him touch them. I decided to sleep next to him that night and he could stop touching them. I didn’t mind tho. The next morning I felt him lightly humping my ass with his election. But I just pretended I was asleep. It felt nice.

Pregnant Office Lust [MF][Preg]

Teri’s body had always fascinated me. She was in her
early 20s, slender, with medium sized tits, and a well
maintained figure. It was obvious to me she was proud
of her body and took good care of it. She wasn’t tall,
about 5′ 1″, and had brownish blonde hair, which she
wore a little longer than her shoulders. She was
invariably pleasant and always had a “Good morning, Mr.
Franks” whenever she saw me.

Teri worked down the hall from me as a secretary in
another office. She and my secretary were office pals
and often had lunch together or chatted during their
coffee breaks. Whenever she would stop by to talk with
Marcia, I’d see her in the outer office and would
fantasize about what her body looked like without
clothes.

In my day-dreams, she had shapely legs, a tight ass,
slender waist, and mouth-sized tits with pert nipples
just a little darker than the rest of her skin. The
hair covering her pussy was the same color as the hair
on her head, letting me know it was her natural color.
Of course, she would always want me to fuck her right
there in the office and I’d always oblige. Read more »

Still waiting [f]or [m]ore…

Long, Lots of build up, not a lot of satisfaction… Check my profile for part one, can’t get the link to work on mobile! Also apologies for typos/weird formatting

Our previous date was on a Friday night, and I couldn’t see him again till the following Sunday… I was losing my mind, thinking about his lips on mine, and his lips straying over the rest of my body. He’s a really good texter, so he kept the conversation flowing which meant that I was thinking about him far more than I should have been.

We were working out plans and our schedules weren’t aligning. He was moving, and would fully be in his new apartment on Sunday. I offered to cook for him in his new kitchen if he didn’t want to go out. He gladly took me up on it. Read more »