First date after losing my wife. [MF]

(This took place a year or so after my first story posted here:

[My first gone wild story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/brh013/neighbors_help_my_shy_wife_with_her_first_oral/))

It was the 1990s and one year since I had lost my wife to cancer. Life sucked and I was still reeling from the loss. Yahoo was just barely a thing and one of my friends suggested I try using it to meet people online. It worked for him. At the time he was dating a woman who he’d later marry.

A few nights later I was sitting in my house, alone, and thought “I can sit here, pathetically in the dark, or I can try to have a life.” So I fired up the PC, found the yahoo groups and signed up for an account. I don’t remember what the yahoo dating site was called, this was 20 years ago! But I created a profile, tried to be honest and not look desperate, then hit the Enter. Immediately I started to feel guilty and regretted doing this. I turned off the computer and tried to sleep.

Asian Tinder Slut [Mf] [teen] [oral] [mast] [squirt] [anal] [ATM] [facial] [swallow]

I like to fuck around with my Tinder profile from time to time, just to see what bios get the best responses. My secret is to lead with a goofy photo. Something so outlandish that women scrolling past will simply have to click on my bio out of curiosity. My bio ranges from the serious to the absurd and everywhere in between. Sometimes its one word and other times, it’s a full paragraph of serious interests.

My bio that simply said, “Queso forever” got me over 13 matches, two dates, and one blowjob in my car.

My lengthier bios usually didn’t do so well from the people who were looking for something casual. And then, I wondered what would happen if I went purely sexual.

“Never been with an asian woman,” I wrote on a total whim. I planned to take it down right away, fearful that I might get reported for racism or something. But instead, I got six matches.

“Any luck yet?” One Asian women wrote.

“None!” I wrote back with a crying face emoji.

[FM] The Time My BF Couldn’t Hold Back His Creampie

Me: Thai, dark hair brown eyes, slim, B cups and toned ass, 20 yrs old
Him: Indo, also dark hair brown eyes, a lot taller than me, 26 yrs old

After not seeing each other for four months, we had a lot of sexual tension built up. For five days, he was coming to see me. We booked a hotel room with a very creaky bed and a window overlooking the passing skytrain. If anybody happened to look out their train window, they wouldve seen my tits bouncing as we fucked like rabbits. I’m sure our neighbors thought we were sex crazed by the sheer amount of creaking noises that bed made.

One night we’d been going at it, without condoms as usual. I was riding him in cowgirl position, feeling good. But I was a bit frustrated, I wanted his cock to go deeper. And I’d always seen reverse cowgirl positions in porn.

So I got off, and turned around, straddling my boyfriend’s waist with my ass towards him. He asked me what I was doing, and I said “They always do this in porn”. He seemed to catch on and got visibly excited, but stayed still as I guided his still rock-hard, wet from my juices cock into my pussy.

Moscow Meeting [MFF] [Mild BDSM]

Ewa had been in Moscow for a couple of months, settling in to the subtle and not so subtle changes in culture. She was immersed in summer, now, and the days were long, hot and dry as a bone. In the evening, the heat hung in the air, not cooling but thickening. From waking up to falling into bed, she spent the day glazed in sweat and would duck into a shaded cafe, bar or awning like it was a pool of ice water. That day, Ewa was wearing a light, summer dress with thin shoulder straps. The straps sat neatly in the groove of her strong shoulders and the dress was tucked in the back, so it hugged the dramatic curve of her spine and the muscular curve of her hips. She’d walk around naked if she could, but it was a compromise between comfort in the heat and inviting stares and cat calls in the street. This happened anyway, of course, and she did her best to shrug it off. Somehow, cat calls in Russian retained enough novelty to mask the buzzing nuisance. By contrast, she didn’t mind the attention she got from other women, who, she noticed several times a day, couldn’t help but glance at the sweat running from her collar bone, down the gentle valley between her small, firm breasts, or at the way her skirt hung off the round shelf of her ass, the hem clinging to her thighs when she walked.

[M]y first butt plug

I had decided to buy a butt plug, so that I could pleasure myself whenever I felt the need for a good fucking. I got so caught up in the idea that I bought my first one online and, of course, got greedy and ordered the biggest size. When it arrived, imagine my surprise when I opened the packaging and saw just how big it was. It was a tapered black pug that was three inches in diameter at its widest. Holy shit, there was no way I’d be able to take this thing.

I gave it a try a few times, lying on my back in bed and sliding the lubed plug into myself as far as I could get it, which was only about half way. I could turn on the vibrator at that point and push it into my prostate, which was enough to make me hard and cum, but it wasn’t the full penetration I wanted. I would need to buy a smaller plug.

First Hunt [FF] [Fantasy/Sci Fi] {Post-Apocalypse] [Hunting] [Gore]

**First Hunt**

Tiny curves of Orla’s hair fell twirling past her eyes to the ground. Some caught on the light, chilly wind and were tossed high into the air, over the heads of the women standing in a circle around her. The repetitive noise of the scissors, like air being ripped in two, reformed in her mind as the body of the girl she was being peeled away, like a snake shedding it’s skin, inch by inch. As her long hair formed a pool on the muddy ground where she knelt, the breeze noticed her scalp and began to caress it, sending shivers down her bare back. Small coils of hair tumbled down her chest, over her skin, the colour of orange segments, and some caught on her nipples, trembling on the edge.

Lain’s hand gripped Orla’s neck as she took the scissors to her long, honey hair, firmly, holding her head stock-still to cut as close to the scalp as possible with the razor sharp blades. With the hand on her neck and the hair falling over her face, she could only glance momentarily up at the crowd gathered around her, watching in silence. All the women of the reserve, except for those minding the girls, had come out to see her emerge as a woman.

Clothing optional beach [M]

I used to go to a nude beach every year with my wife, so nothing new going naked on the beach. This year the parking was full so we couldn’t go to the same beach as usual and we decide to go the next one I knew was clothing optional. There were nobody nude at that part of the beach. I didn’t bring any swuimsuit and i was wearing a white sport short commando style. When i swam I realize it was so sheer and you can see every inch of my penis. My wife encouraged me to remove it but I was nervous to be naked in front of all people clothed. Finally i remove it and just sat in the towel. Finally i got some confident and stood up for a while. Was so funny how the people walking by stared surprised at my smooth body and dick. I sat down again and wanted to gave some good view of my erection to my wife trying not to be seen to the rest of the people, but I could notice one girl saw me two o three times all erected while I showed to my wife. That was all. I sawm, walked and all naturally while the rest of the people were clothed. I confess I spend a very good time and I will repeat the experience. It’s a pity I din’t take any pichure.
What do you thing? Any similar situation?

Rooftop Fireworks [MF] [Romance]

“God bless America, indeed,” said Brent Braxton in a proud, patriotic tone.

“Amen to that, my darling lieutenant,” said his wife Janet Braxton, matching his tone as only she could.

“Hey, we’re not in the marines anymore. You don’t have to keep calling me lieutenant.”

“I know, but it’s not my fault you love it so damn much.”

“Point taken,” the former marine.

They shared a good laugh and a glowing smile. Brent gladly raised his half-empty beer bottle to the cloudless night sky. His beautiful wife of four years did the same, tapping her bottle with his. It capped off what had been an eventful 4th of July thus far and for a couple of veterans who’d met on a military base, that carried greater meaning.

They’d both taken very different paths to get to this moment. Brent was born in the United States, but his parents were immigrants who barely spoke English when they first arrived. Conversely, Janet came from several generations of red-blooded Americans who could trace their lineage back to the Revolutionary War. He joined the marines after losing out on a college scholarship. Janet joined because enlisting in the military was practically a rite of passage for her family. Logistically speaking, their paths never should’ve crossed.

Had some fun with a coworker, part 2! Link to pics in the comments [f] [m]

Long awaited Part 2! Link to part 1:

Had some fun with a coworker after my husband set it up. Pics or it didn’t happen [mf] from gonewildstories

It’s been a couple of weeks since I initially stripped for John in his office. We have always flirted a little, but it’s definitely been much more since then. I’ve worn more dresses (thank you summer!) so I Iike to run in his office and flash my ass. I love seeing his thick cock grown under his pants. Other times he’ll stop by my office and tell me to pull my panties to the side and show him my pussy. These are short as we don’t want to get caught, but that’s part of the thrill.

So, we had made plans to stay late last Friday. This week is a holiday week, so we knew the office would be empty early as most of or coworkers are on vacation. I was behind on my work, so it was easy to approve my late day. That morning, I asked my husband how far I could go. “I really want to suck his dick,” I told him. He responded, “That is fine. Show daddy how slutty you can be. Make him cum tonight, you know where.”

Red, White, & You [MF] [Happy 4th!]

# Red, White & You

**By John Satisfy**

The morning seems to be going along perfectly. It is the Fourth of July, and since you have the day off you are able to sleep in a bit longer than usual. It is so nice to wake up on a Thursday and have the time to relax and just be.

You head into the shower and wash off the dirt and sweat from the previous day before reaching for your shaving cream. You spray a bit of the slick foam into your palm and run them up and down your leg, making sure there was a nice thick lather. You rinse your hand off in the water until you are confident that you’ve got your grip back. Then you reach for your new razor and uncap it. Gently you draw it up and over your skin, watching as it follows your contours perfectly. You think to yourself that this really is quite an erotic act.