I Like Dudes Too – Part 1 [MM]

Every one of my posts to GoneWildStories has been about heterosexual encounters. Featuring, briefly, some male oral. I’ve lately received a number of requests, more than expected, asking about my experiences with men. And yes, I have a few worth sharing. At least, I think so.

I’ve had sexual contact with 14 men. Because most of these were during my college, just post-college years, I won’t go into detail on all of them. Memory is hazy. But I will revisit them all to some degree. Starting with my first time in college.

**Logan, my first time**

Yes, his name really is Logan. Not to knock Logans, but he was a bit of a douche and not a good first foray. I’d dare say for anyone. I was at the end of my junior year in college (2010) and really feeling the urge to play with another dude. I’d been curious for about a year at that point, and I don’t know what sparked that curiosity. I certainly had no friends I was attracted to. Honestly, I think watching porn and browsing Omegle (remember that? I think most dudes were trying to meet people on Omegle for awhile) I really started to get turned on by cock.

[M], [F], [F], [F] The time I had sex with 3 Different girls in the same day by Accident. Part 2

For those interested part 1 is linked right here:

[M], [F], [F], [F] The time I had sex with 3 different girls in the same day by accident. Part 1 from gonewildstories

From where we left off I had received a notification of a new message from Amelia on Tinder. I unlocked my phone and read the message.

Amelia: “Hey! Fell asleep early last night?”

I thought for a second and read the past messages. We had matched a week prior to that day and I realized before I feel asleep that last night we were talking and discussing our favorite foods, movies, etc. Basically getting to know each other. Honestly the quality of Amelia’s pictures on Tinder left a lot to be desired. It wasn’t that she was unattractive necessarily but she didn’t choose great pictures. So
due to that I never pushed to meet up.

Me: “Ah yeah was a bit tired. How are you?”

We continued our small talk between me drying off and then putting on some comfy clothes. After about 30 minutes of small talk Amelia made her move.

Hyperdreams key or any place similar?

As the title says, I want either a place with customizable stories like Hyperdreams, or, if any of you has an old account you don’t use anymore and would like to be generous to a young horny girl, would you perhaps be willing to let me use it?

Thanks for the attention y’all

A towmans job

I had to work late at night…. I started my car and it wouldn’t start… I was frustrated…so I had to call a towing company to get me home.

The tow guy showed up and asked me for my information… As I did. I’ve noticed him looking down my low cut dress revealing my cleavage….

I thought hmmm maybe I’ll have some fun… I purposely dropped the paperwork and bent down slowly revealing my firm ass…. I can feel him looking. Intensely.

He finished putting the car onto the tow truck.. And open the door for me to get in the tow truck. I was high enough for him to see that I wasn’t wearing any underwear….. My pussy is getting wet by just teasing him….

He got in his truck and I could see his hard cock thru his pants….he drove to where I live and park..then it started to rain hard…

He told me that it should be safer if I stayed in the truck with him…* Lightning* rumble… As I sat there I lifted my dress some just so I can spread my legs…. He looked at me with the hunger in his eyes.

Meeting my owner Part Two (FM) (MDom)

I woke up the next morning. The sun had risen. It was nice to sleep in for a change. I grabbed the blanket and went to the bathroom with it. Walking down the stairs, everything seemed so beautiful. The garden that I could see from the window looked magnificent and reminded me of my own. I entered the kitchen where I saw him.

My owner was sitting in a chair reading the newspaper. He wore a grey Rolex and a navy blue suit with a long black tie. He saw me and put the paper down.

“Good morning sleepyhead! How did you sleep princess?” He asked in such a calming tone

“It was good. I snuggled with my stuffies, I hope you are okay with that.” I mentioned to him and he nodded, giving me approval for my love of stuffed animals. I looked beside him and saw a beautiful breakfast on display.

[M] It was a long time ago before 3 somes were [MFF] common so let me share my story

So like the title says, I’m old now and this was a while ago.

I was in college. I moved into a house that had been split into several apartments . 2 girls lived next door – one cute redhead with dimples and sparkly eyes and one blonde with short hair and kind of a cool vibe. (Was also a brunette in her own apartment above me … but that’s for another story). Both were attractive, Fit, (but not busty which is my thing) and partied!

So it wasn’t long before the redhead and I were hooking up. We both had our own circle of friends so the situation was awesome. We got along great but it was just sex. We’d go out and do our thing. When I get home I’d leave my door unlocked. she’d hear me come home, and check my door. If it was open she’d come in and join me. This was before cell phones etc, so there was never any communication—- just do our thing and then check in to each other late night. She had perfect b cup breasts. Nice body. Trimmed red pussy. Tasted great. Lots of good action.

25 Days of SEXmas – December 7 – I don’t want to spen Chrismtas Alone (FF) (Oral) (Hookup)

I was cramped in a too-small seat in what was generously called business class. It wasn’t a big deal but at just over six feet, I was still slightly squished. I was looking out the window, Hoping that my seatmate would be someone small. It was a five-hour flight, but the plane looked like it would only be about 2/3 full. If I was fortunate, I might get an empty seat beside me.

 I felt someone next to me and turned to look at my best mate. Expecting another 400-pound basement dweller that hadn’t showered in days.  That had been companion on the cost flight out.  To make it worse, he had spent the entire flight hitting on me and trying to get me drunk. As if I would hook up with some random guy in an airport bathroom after we landed.  I had tried to, very politely, explain to him that I wasn’t into men, but that made him work all the harder. As if bedding a lesbian was somehow an unlockable achievement in the game of life. How knows, maybe to guys it is.

I [M] has the most risky and thrilling sex in my life.

Edit: had* good ol’ autocorrect.

Back in September I checked 2 items off my sex adventures list: sex with a stranger and sex in public.

Backstory:

I (28m) started talking to a girl from tinder or one of those apps. We set up plans to get drinks that weekend. I picked her up at a public place near her house and we drove down to a local bar. We people watched and got a few drinks then the talking became flirty and sexual. I just thought of it as fun flirting and she was definitely giving me the goo goo eyes. In the back of my head I was thinking about how she told me she lived with a friends family who were very religious so going to her place was out of the question. After an hour of drinking and getting undressed by her eyes I asked if she wanted me to take her home, she agreed. Driving back she wanted to hold hands. When we drove up to her house she said it looked like the family was gone, needless to say I got excited. She said she needed to go in and check, while she was inside I threw some condoms in my jacket pocket and waited. She came out and said the family was home but asked if I wanted to walk around the park with her across the street. I agreed thinking I’d at least get a chance to make out with her but boy was I wrong…

25 days of SEXmas December 6 – Late for Chrismtas (MF) (Cam) (oral) (anal) (facial)

Guys, sorry this one is late, traveling for work, enjoy December 6! Sometimes being late is a good thing…

“You were supposed to be here yesterday!” The voice was shrill as I walked in the door.

“I know mom! Sometimes life gets in the way, I didn’t have a way to reach you yesterday.” My mother glared at me as I walked in, hands full of luggage. Gotta love coming home for the holidays, it’s always so peaceful.

“Your cousin arrived yesterday, ON TIME!”

“Mom, she’s not my cousin! She’s just someone who kind of showed up and never left!” We were talking about Mom’s friend Julie’s daughter, Nancy. I grew up with Nancy over at my house nearly every day from the time I was twelve until I left for college. We never got along. I hadn’t seen her in two years, and between her and my mom, I wondered why I eve bothered to fly home from college for Christmas break. Oh, and the “I didn’t have a way to reach you yesterday.” That’s bunk. I just couldn’t deal with the thought of spending any more time than absolutely necessary back at home.

Seduced by an aristocratic cougar

My first go at some of this. Part one is below. Tell me if you like it but also feel free to tell me to stop lol.

Paul was a respectable figure in his local community. Aged 35 he had always been a “joiner in”, raising funds for the local community, meeting with the local pastor. A middle-class man who grew up in a regular family with no pretences, he was doing well for himself. Five years ago, he had been elected to the local city council, very young to do so. A tall man who always talked and acted like a man ten years older, he was the face of respectability. Married to his childhood sweetheart and with a senior role in a local haulage firm, his evenings were filled with charitable dinners and company events. When he wasn’t doing that he would often be on the road with work, travelling to close a new contract or at work training or conferences.