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Princess Slut. pt 1 [MF] [Rough sex]

It’s my first attempt at writing NSFW story, hope you like it! (Sorry for my typos or mistakes, English is my second language)

Princess Elizabeth wasn’t going to be a queen anyway, so when she learned about her disability, she went breaking bad. She did drugs, she drunk and she fucked. A lot. You could say that she was a whore, but she didn’t consider herself one.

One day, Elizabeth woke up and proceeded with her day. After breakfast she left the castle and went to a pub as she did everyday. ‘How are ya doin’, Liz?’ The bartender asked. ‘Good, but very fucking bored. One beer, please’ She responded. ‘One second, my lady’. When she got her beer she knew what she wanted. ‘Hey, John?’ She asked the bartender ‘Yes, Liz?’ he exhaled ‘Do need any help *in the back*?’. He got it right away. ‘Yes, there is a lota stuff needed to be sorted out and cleaned. Follow me’ so she did. When they got to the back of the pub she was already soaking wet and John’s dick could tear his pants open. Read more »

[M]y first time giving a girl her [f]irst two orgasms

I (25M) have spent so much time reading and getting off to stories on this subreddit. I didn’t think I’d ever submit one of my own experiences, but here I am, 2 bottles deep into my favorite (9.5% ABV) beer and ready to share. Consider this my “thank you” to this community’s authors. I thought I’d share this while it was still fresh in my memory. Keep in mind this is my first time submitting a lengthy text post, so please let me know if there are any typos, grammatical mistakes, formatting concerns, or general critiques. I’m also open to general feedback.

This past summer started with casual, nonexclusive dating and ended with a relationship in every sense of the word minus the label. Naomi’s (24F) grad school, the new long distance between us that came with her master’s program, her grieving a 4.5 year relationship that ended 3 months before we met, and general incompatibility culminated in an agreement to breakup this past Saturday. Truth be told, I had sensed it was coming to an end in the past several weeks, but in my naiveté I thought it could be salvaged. Oh well. Live and learn. Read more »

[MF] My First Big Cock

I had just got back from a week off visiting family and I was keen to get back in the water. But first, the mundane stuff. Carrying dive gear, settling people into rooms, making sure they knew their dive times… made me fall asleep where I stood.

“Check-ins are here!”

I make my way to the van and I freeze where I stand. He’s cute, Asian looking, tall, cuddly build but not quite fat. He sees me staring at him and I stutter out a hello, then get back to work.

I check the board and I’ve been put on the dive with him the next day. Turns out his dad runs the tour company and they specialise in French clients – great news for me since I speak the language. He makes a point of sitting next to me on the boat, constantly purring in my ear statements like “Guess I’ll have to get you wet without any dive gear” and teasing me ever so subtly.

The next night I get my pizza and sit at the restaurant. He joins me and we start talking. Turns out we play the same games and have a similar, flirty sense of humour about us. Eventually I cave. “Come to my room in a couple minutes” I say. Read more »

[F]riendly neighbor comes over [f]or more

Okay so if you read my first post you will know that tried my luck walking in a park nude late at night. Well you know it ended with me meeting my liberal neighbor who fingered me. That was a month ago before it got cold. Well I couldn’t put the thought out of my mind of trying more with my neighbor. Curiosity and all. After I posted my first story some have asked and well that prompted me to invite my neighbor over.

Since a month I’ve only ever waived at the neighbor who fingered me. I’ve had her number for awhile and decided to text her if she wanted to come over. Since my husband works night shift now the evenings have become more lonely I explained to her and she texted back

“Are clothes optional?”

I sent her back a winky face. Last night she came over since her son was with her father and well she was lonely too that night. I couldn’t decide if I should be naked when she arrived or wear nothing but a shirt. So I went nude. My neighbor arrived knocking on my door. I told her to come in and she was wearing only a simple tshirt no bra as her nipples were poking through sweat pants and slippers. Read more »

Getting Raped is My Fantasy (FICTION)

My biggest fantasy is to be raped. I’m ashamed to say that because it’s not something a woman should *admit*.

My reluctance to say it out loud stems from a conversation I had once with a friend’s boyfriend in a pub. We were chatting about fantasises (you know the type, sex in public, Britney Spears in *that* school uniform) when he suddenly announced that it was every woman’s fantasy to be raped.

I thought it was the most misogynistic thing I’d ever heard because at that time, I saw rape as a woman being forced at knifepoint to have sex with a stranger in a dark alleyway somewhere. So why would any woman in her right mind want to endure that humiliation? No woman *wants* to be hurt and degraded like that.

But his words stayed with me and I was determined to prove him wrong in every relationship I had after that.

Every man I have been with knows that I’m no victim. I’m in control of all aspects of my life and I certainly don’t let anyone dictate to me what I should do: everything is done *my* way, especially sex. Read more »

Lilith’s Revenge (M/F) (Attempted Rape) (Vampire/Demon) (Revenge)

I saw him watching me from the shadows. He had been following me for nearly three blocks. I pretended to be oblivious to his presence, but I could smell him, even from fifty feet away. I could smell his desires; they penetrated the damp New Orleans air like raw sewage. He had watched me in the bar for twenty minutes. I’ve been watching him for five days.

He quickened his steps; I heard him closing to me. Thirty feet, twenty feet, fifteen feet, at ten feet I looked over my shoulder and faked surprise and fear. I ran, turning into a darkened alley. He ran after me, hot on my trail. I skidded to a stop; this alley was a dead end. This is exactly where he wanted me… and where I wanted him.

“Nowhere to run now pretty lady.” He said as he casually walked up. I turned to face him, fear in my eyes. The man wasn’t bad looking if you were into the scruffy type. He was about 5’9” and lean. His face had 3-4 days of unshaved stubble. He wore faded jeans and a black faded t-shirt. I looked at his eyes, they were cruel and pitiless. Black orbs that looked into a black soul as dark as space itself. Read more »

[M]aking Her Feel Beautiful Again [MFM] [MMF] [Long]

This story took place several years ago when I [M then 27] was single and hooking up with couples.

One week I started chatting with a husband, we’ll call him Jerry, who was looking to set up a threesome with him and his wife, both in their late twenties. She had given birth to their first child over half a year ago and she had been dealing with some body issues and “didn’t feel pretty anymore”. They had discussed having a threesome before the baby and she agreed to it thinking it would really boost her confidence to have two guys who wanted her.

We chatted and I explained that I’d had a [history](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dn7b1c/a_more_pleasant_encounter_with_a_couple_mmf/?ref=share&ref_source=link) with [another couple](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/doiuul/my_last_night_with_a_married_couple_mmf/?ref=share&ref_source=link) couple. While he said they weren’t into rough stuff like my last couple they had been thinking about trying some bi stuff like sharing a cock together.

Well I was more than up for that so we made a plan to meet at a restaurant that Friday to see if we clicked.

I arrived early and got us a booth in a corner for some privacy. They texted me when they arrived and we met and shook hands. They looked exactly like the pictures that had been sent, so that was a good start for an online hookup. Read more »

[MF] Time Change

I’ve always hated daylight savings. I think it’s generally just a poorly thought out system, and I’ve never been able to really find a benefit.

This year though, I discovered an interesting benefit that’s never really spoken of. My wife and I needed to be up early to make it to an event at 7am. Due to my normal weekday schedule, and the time change, my internal clock caused my to wake up at 5am sharp instead of 6am. I initially considered trying to get some extra sleep, but then I realized this extra time could be put to better use.

My wife was still asleep, but only lightly. Rolling over close behind her, I gently brushed her hair aside and rubbed her arm and back. As she awoke, I whispered good morning seductively, and as she realized what was going on, she checked the clock and grinned at me. After a long kiss, she went to the bathroom and came back completely naked and slid back under the covers, sidling up close beside me. Read more »

[MF] How the awkward shy kid [22M] lost his virginity, part 1 (Long)

This is the first of several stories I’ll probably post. All of the following is true. Since this story, I’ve embarked on a journey of sexual exploration and I’ve got lots more to talk about. I’ve always had a high libido and this is when I was finally able to release all that pent-up sexual energy.

This story is also sappy and emotional as well as hot and steamy, so if you’re looking for a quick wank over the toilet, go somewhere else.

College wasn’t amazing for me. It wasn’t bad, just not amazing. I went to a large SEC school with 33,000 students. My social anxiety, it turned out, was not bound to my high school as I thought. It was a parasite that lived within me that I couldn’t get rid of. I was too shy and closed off to make many meaningful friends, and didn’t really have any wild times. That is, until the end of the Summer of 2019, which is where our story begins.

I had spent most of my senior year studying and in therapy, seeing a psychologist upon the reccomendation of family and friends. It wasn’t a cure-all, but my therapist was really helping me figure out what it was that prevented me from getting close to people. I’ll spare you all that experience. Read more »