I (M)iss her, but she was too wild [MF] part 2 [LONG]

I (M)iss her, but she was too wild [MF] part 2 [LONG]

This will be the second part of my story, and to have the necessary context, I strongly encourage you to read part 1 (see my post history as I’m not sure how to link stories yet). Again, this is an accurate account (minus some telling details) of something that actually happened to me 12 years ago. To give you all a more clear mental picture of she and I, I was (at the time) about 155 pounds, very athletic, with short light brown hair. She was a petite girl, roughly 100 pounds, dark brown hair all the way down to her ass, small perky tits, and an ass that made me think I was in love. I didn’t have any tattoos or piercings at the time, but she had plenty of both, well hidden by her clothes. Read more »

My wife is at home naked getting a massage right now [FF]

About 2 or 3 months ago, I read the best story on this subreddit. It was from a woman who had been with the same female massage therapist for over a year and one day while she was getting a massage from her, the girl fingered her to orgasm. I’m almost 99% sure this story was real because the poster shared pictures of herself on several other subreddits. However, about a month ago, she deleted every single thing she had ever posted on reddit, including her massage story. It was a huge disappointment because I always wanted to know if anything more happened with her massage therapist.

Anyway..right now, my wife is at home, lying naked on a massage table in my house while her massage therapist is there giving her a massage. Her therapist is a little bit older than us, but she’s attractive, and I so wish the same thing would happen to my wife. I would love to hear her come to me, guilty, and and confess that she got fingered too and that she liked it. Sorry, if you were hoping for a better story, but just my fantasy that I wish was playing out at home while I type this.

[FF] I was seduced by a woman at the beach

This is probably going to be a long post. I’ll try my best to offer as much detail as possible as this is my first time speaking about it.

It happened last summer. Every year since I was a teenager, at least once a year, me and my best friend take a bus to outside the city and stay at her mother’s house, who lives near a beach (not providing any specific details, sorry) for a week or so. I’ve been doing this forever, all the way back to when I was 15 and single to now, 28 and married, and never had an issue. As far as I was aware I was a straight, committed person. Things are usually tame and it’s a nice opportunity for me to unwind and recharge my batteries for daily life. Read more »

[MF] The re-education of her former student. My winter break and my favorite teacher.

Okay childrens, let gramps take a seat and I’ll tell you a story. This will be long so grab a cup. It happened pretty much this way with a little added flair. I hope you don’t mind.

With the modern era even dominating us forty-somethings now, getting laid was a little more difficult back in the day. Even porn wasn’t as easy to get to. This all happened when I was 18.

I graduated H.S. only 5 months prior. I had, had a few sexual conquests, but let’s all be honest, they were usually awkward and clumsy if you weren’t practicing enough, and I wasn’t. That all changed.

I was living in Los Angeles, moving from home in the PNW. I had been there just over a month. My folks had put on my “grad night lock in” the year before which was a huge success. Meaning we drank before going to it and partied all week after. They had been asked to set up the new senior class’ one. The advisor that year happened to be my favorite english teacher Ms. Stone. Read more »

[MF] Turning some Christian girls bad [Part 2] [long]

Ask and thee shall receive (apologies for the delay):

Here’s a link to Part 1 to catch up. [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bj6x3j/mf_turning_some_good_christian_girls_bad_long/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)

After the first hook up with Dana, we met a few more times. At first it took a little bit of prodding as there was a lot of “what we did was so wrong” handwringing. I let her have her space to go through her emotions about what we were doing, but every time she gave in and came over.

I should note too that she initiated our get togethers. I didn’t want to be that guy and push as I thought it would push her away and I’d lose my chance to play around in the future. After about 3/4 more times of getting together, I decided it was time that I would start initiating.

It was a Saturday afternoon and my roommate came and told me that he invited Maggie and Dana (and their boyfriends) over that afternoon to use the pool in our apartment complex.

Dana in a bathing suit, good thing. Boyfriend coming over, bad thing. Read more »

Surviving [M]y First Craigslist Encounter [F] (Pt 3)

We dry-humped for a few minutes, my hands on her hips, balancing her, guiding her, then slid my hands up her sides, to her ribs, and slowly began to caress her sides, making sure not to actually touch her breasts.

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Her breasts were big and round enough that they stretched the sides of her camisole, and it was actually difficult to run my hands up her sides without making intimate contact. Somehow it’s one thing to be hugging or grinding, and quite another to actively use your hands, isn’t it? I began to caress the round sides of her breasts, very lightly and carefully, waiting for a reaction from her, wondering if she’d decide that I’d just reached a line, that she didn’t want to go any further.

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But that signal never came. I continued to run my fingertips along the sides of her breasts, and then started to draw a line underneath her mounds, determining just how large and soft they were, and then suddenly she daringly pulled both of her tops off, exposing her bare breasts for me.

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I gasped.

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A [F]ond [M]emory: Bar Rescue, New York, 2014

Hello friends. I have never submitted original writing on reddit before. This story is true, only her name is changed.

A little while ago I was on Tinder and met a beautiful Israeli girl. Let’s call her Ari. Ari is a knockout: beautiful green eyes, big natural tits, great skin, long legs and an amazing ass and perfect tight pussy. I’m a sucker for my own tribe. Ari was getting her doctorate in physical therapy; I was fresh out of prison and working for a management consulting firm across from the Bloomberg building between Lexington and Park. But no one knew I was a convict; on the outside, I’m just another young guy with a well-groomed beard and a nice suit swinging his big American dick through the city. I did a few years for computer hacking and burglary. No big deal. But I did learn a few new things about the psychology of bondage there. I have never submitted and I never will. You’d have to torture me. Even then, I won’t submit. Never. And don’t assume because I did time that I’m a bodybuilder; dummies lift weights in the yard while nerds like me manipulate the administration and run the whole facility. I spent most of my time cooking, reading, writing, working, getting visits, and talking on the phone. Read more »

[MF] Checking out of the house

I’ve been posting about my week away, and this is how it ended.

We had woken up early to get a head start to the airport and were doing a quick review of our belongings in the kitchen/dining room of the Air BnB we had rented. It was 7 AM, we were groggy, but ready to leave.

We had both dressed for a day of travel, which meant workout pants and a loose sweatshirt for her. I grabbed her ass out of reflex and said “God that was a great week.”

She turned to me, agreed, and we kissed. The kiss turned into another, and then tongues starting touching.

“Do we have time for one more?”, I asked.

“Be quick”, she said.

With that I was pulling down her pants, and ended up on my knees in front of her. She leaned back, bracing her self on the kitchen table, and I started licking her pussy and starting to slide a finger in.

She got wet, moaned, and then pulled me up. She got on her knees, on did my jeans, and pulled out my semi hard cock. Her mouth got it hard, and we were ready to fuck. Read more »

The Arrangement/Chapter 20

(wow, 20 chapters! I had not intended it to go ¼ this long, but as long as y’all like it…why not?)

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After they had caught her breath, Dave got up, and pulled his woman out of bed. “Come on, sweet baby…” he cooed very softly. Guiding her to the bath, he was disappointed that this hotel had only a tub, and not a particularly big one at that. Making the best of it, Dave started the water and, checking the temp, guided his woman in. “Let’s wash my girl..” he whispered. All the way, he had had ‘prompted’ her with little nudges, squeezes, and the odd kiss, and now that Marlene was in, Dave took the body wash brought with them, and began to scrub down what was His. “My baby is tired, let Daddy take care of his girl.” He told her, and began to lather and scrub her back, reaching around a bit to play with Marlene’s breasts/nipples, then to her stomach. He knew how lucky he was, the luckiest guy in the world, and he enjoyed that he wanted to make this girl, HIS girl, feel special. There was a very special intimacy there…and Dave decided THAT was what he treasured most about this. Read more »

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My subconscious self is a slutty show-off [F]

Note – This is a repost of a story I posted last year and later deleted.

I couldn’t resist the alliteration.

I’m not much of a writer, but I’ve been encouraged to post on this subreddit by a friend of mine; my skype daddy who has helped me explore my sexuality. Be warned – this post is going to be a tease with little actual sexual content.

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First, a little context. I’ve grown up in a culture that tends to breed many sexually repressed people, and though most of my friends are relatively liberated, I’ve always been diffident with regards to expressing my sexuality. At 22 years old, I’m still a virgin. Sex is something I don’t think I’ll let myself have until I find a special-enough someone.

You can count the number of sexual experiences I’ve had on one hand. In the past I’ve given handjobs, been fingered, given and received oral, but not nearly enough. And of course, the lack of intimacy and the missing touch of a man feels like a hole in my life that needs to be filled, no pun intended. However, after the last eight years of furious masturbatory sessions with these fingers, I’ve grown to love them. Read more »