You.

It’s… you.

I have to stop in the doorway of the conference room, pretending to check my phone, which I almost drop as I pull it from my pocket.

It’s you. I knew someone from your company had been scheduled to appear today but I never once thought it would be you. After all, you live hundreds of miles away and in spite of years- years! – of hard core online flirtation, we have never met.

Until now. You’re here, and I don’t know what to say or do or even think. I stay paused, letting Derek and Melissa pass by me, giggling and making you look up and before I can stop myself I duck from the room again, pretending to take a call.

You. Terrifyingly intelligent, acid tongued and so beautiful it has my heart knocking in my chest, trying to force its way up my throat.

I turn toward the room again, slowly, pretending to adjust my glasses while hiding my face. You haven’t seen me yet and I need that element of surprise, to catch you as off guard as you’ve done me.

I’m so proud when I make a man cum. Let me explain… [MF]

[Link](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildaudio/comments/arx298/f4m_im_so_proud_when_i_make_a_man_cum_let_me/?) to an audio I recorded of this.

[Link](https://imgur.com/GV7Tqql) to my trophy fuck outfit.

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Whenever I’m with a man, I get this sense of pride whenever he cums. I’m not quite sure how to explain it. During the moments leading up to his release, his actual cumming, and immediately afterwards, all of these different emotions overwhelm me. This euphoria of achievement, validation, dignity, self-worth all consume me. This sense of accomplishment is something I seek, yearn for, even fantasize about. Every waking moment, every ounce of energy, is devoted towards achieving this goal.

For me, it is a such an honor to help bring a man to cum. It is because of me, that he was able to experience such an incredible orgasm. It is because of my body, that he was able to satisfy his primal urge to fuck. It is because of my thoughts/actions that he is in this nirvana of happiness. In a way, I feel so humble, so fortunate, so proud that he allowed me to give this gift to him. That he has chosen me to fuck. I dare not squander the opportunity to make another man happy.

A Chance Encounter

A soft amber glow fills the small bedroom, casting shadows across every inch of the confined space. The light just illuminating a still form laid out spread eagle on the king size bed. The figure begins to stir, opening her eyes slowly she takes in her surroundings. Her deep blue sapphires suddenly burst open as she realized her hands and feet were bound to the bed. What was more there was a faint breeze across her body that told her she was stripped down to nothing. How had she gotten here The frightened girl thought to herself. Slowly, yet suddenly she began to settle. Remembering the events of the night. Realizing where she was, and what had happened.
The evening had started with drinks. A few shots, maybe some dancing, then back home to spend her weekend doing God knows what with her family. Nice peaceful weekend no worries, and no complications. It was around the second drink that he walked in. He looked just like every description of Poseidon ever voiced. He had a light tan, brown perfectly kept hair, deep piercing brown eyes that had a slight green sparkle to them, and a full beard that laid just atop his broad chest. The man was powerfully built, the kind of body that clearly was made from years of manual labor, not in a gym. The strange thing about the man was his crisp dress, wearing designer jeans, a satin button up, with a cotton shirt under. The man walked smartly over to the bar, directly next to where she sat. He smiled at her, he spoke some words. She had no idea what he said, looking back on it. The words flowed through her like water. She needed more. She must have had more drinks. Soon she found herself following him to a room. She was not sure how she had gotten here, but she wanted what she was about to do more than anything.
The door banged open. Their lips met repeatedly as their bodies fumbled over the threshold of the spacious room. Black and white decorations filled the home bringing a contrast that made her senses heighten. Every move, every touch seemed so much more powerful as they kissed. Their bodies pressed into each other as he pinned her tightly to the wall. She gasped as his hand tracked along her hair, to the base of her skull, then he gripped a handful of her long brown hair and pulled with a practiced movement. The slight pain sent ripples through her body as he kissed harder, and faster, his free hand beginning to roughly grip her every curve. In one swift movement he scoops her from her feet. Carrying her to the bed as her legs wrap tightly around him. He passionately begins to kiss her as he lays her on the bed, slowly beginning to kiss down her neck, dragging his lips along her soft skin. He begins to suck and bite a bit as his hands venture over her breast, and down along her legs. His hips grind into hers as he kisses back up to her lips. He begins to kiss back down her body and this time stops above her chest. She feels his warm hands begin to slowly lift her shirt. He shifts down to her waist to slowly begin kissing up her body, dragging his lips over the bare skin as the shirt is raised over her head. He kisses back up to her mouth, grabbing her hands and pinning them over her head. He roughly begins to kiss her neck, and the next thing she knows her hands are shackled to the bed. Her heart begins to race as he begins kissing back down her body. Slowly removing her jeans and kissing down her legs. He hovers over her panties kissing the outside of them lightly before rubbing against them roughly. He then begins slowly sliding them off and kisses back up between her legs. Once his mouth is between them he grips each thigh tightly in his hands squeezing them as his head goes between her legs. His tongue begins to massage her clit slowly at first flicking gently with his tongue, then he begins going faster moving his tongue along it sucking a bit as her body begins to move. One hand moves between her legs and begins to work his fingers inside her finding just the right angle as she begins to moan loudly. His tongue moves faster in time with his finger. His other hand roughly touches her every curve until it reaches her throat. His hand begins to gently squeeze as she contorts with the sensation of his mouth working so smoothly against her. As she screams and jerks her hands bound trapping her there with no escape his hand squeezes tighter. She arches her whole body in pleasure. As he releases her neck and stops. He raises his body up kissing along her as he moves to her body back to her lips. He stares deeply into her eyes and begins to release himself. He shoves his cock inch by inch into her slowly at first. Gently stretching her. With every movement she can feel the building tension. He begins moving faster and faster thrusting deeper moving his body slightly to change the angle as his hands grip her body tightly. One hand moves to hold her hair tight, the other grips her throat once more she wants to scream out but can’t as he thrust deeper and harder she feels the wild sensation as he uses her roughly. As she is about to explode once more, he stops. He releases one of her hands and flips her over. He cuffs the hand again now forcing her into being bend over with her hands cuffed. He mounts her tight pussy and slips his arm around her throat. He beings pushing harder and faster into her and begins fucking her deeply once more. His arm tightens around her throat as he goes faster and faster in and out. Finally he stops. He body is sweaty and sore. He turns her back over. He cuffs her feet, as well as her hands and begins to softly kiss her entire body while one hand slowly fingers her. He returns his mouth to her clit and begins working it slowly again. He keeps going past the point of orgasm. Her whole body is shaking. She can’t help but scream. Then it all goes black.
This is how she woke up. This is how she got here. She could see a figure in the door way. She wondered if he would want to go more, or if she would simply be uncuffed. She could not wait to find out.

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Mine [MF]

I had teased her all week. I sent her sexy messages and filthy gifs of some of what I had in mind for her. She’d tell me about her stressful day and I’d reassure her that if she didn’t cum, I would make it all better and get her out of her own head, over the weekend.

 

By the time I walked through the door, she was wet, needy, and willing to do anything to be allowed to cum, she was mine. I could do whatever I wanted, wherever I wanted, take her however I wanted. She’s my property to use how I saw fit and she knew it.

 

It’s been a very long week for me, at work, as well, so I wasn’t in the mood for playing around or dealing with cutesy.

 

“Gets those off,” I said. “I need to fuck.”

 

“Yes Sir,” she took a deep breath and bunched up her dress, pulled it over her head, and tossed it aside, hooked her fingers into the lace of her thong, slide them down until they fell around her ankles, then stepped out of them and stood there waiting for my next move.

[M]y ex Ellie [F] on my couch

My favorite posts on here are the ones with some awkward bits that let me know they’re real. Sometimes I’m reading along and enjoying myself, only to find myself wondering – Wait a minute. Is she really so voluptuous and perma-horny, or so petite and perky and perma-horny? Is he really 6’3″ and chiseled with a dong the length and width of a Pringles can? Erotic fiction can be great, but I like it when I know a story actually happened. Here’s one.

Ellie was intense. Always got straight As, usually got her way, and was so paranoid I couldn’t quite believe she was serious. Like she’d say things like, “I don’t want you to sit with her. You’ll fall in love.” Like that was a normal conversation starter. Made for the kind of drama that almost seemed worth it when neither of us knew any better, but it got old pretty fast. She had a slightly rounded face that glowed when she smiled and looked pretty scary when her blue eyes stared at you, which was too often. She had full hips that I loved but that reminded her too much of her mom. Great, full breasts that were a little too sensitive for me to really play with. Her circulation wasn’t good, so her jiggly parts were usually cold. I liked to try to warm her up.

Part #3 – I [M] fucked my uptight roommate [F]

[**Disclaimer**](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ato4fl/the_uptight_roommate_saga_mf_reviving_one_of_the/)

[Part 2](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/atxfz1/part_2_i_m_fucked_my_uptight_roommate_f/)

*****

So I have another update. I don’t know how many more I will write. It might not be so exciting after a while but this was a really hot fuck – a real quick one and it is fun to relive it by writing it up. This happened yesterday but I just got round to writing it.

Things between us are still actually pretty normal – maybe even she is being a little bit more uptight and bossy towards me. I guess to make sure I don’t think there is anything more than sex going on between us, which is totally fine by me. So that evening all 3 of us were in the kitchen with Nicole giving us a lecture because we hadn’t done the fucking chores – she has this list thing where she organises what we are supposed to do each week (I did say she was anal about cleaning). She is always bossier towards me, probably because I am the messiest but still, she was pissing me off. Anyway Rebecca says she is late and has to leave so it’s just me and Nicole again.

Sexy married couple seduce and fuck the cute young nanny

I was loving my new job as a live in nanny. Mark and Scarlett were a very nice couple and their kids were a delight. I had been working for them for three months and they had made me feel as if I was a part of their family. I really liked Mark and Scarlett and they just looked so much in love with one another that I hoped that whenever I ended up getting married that I would have the kind of relationship they had together with my future husband.

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First time tying my wife to the bed [FM]

Little back story on us. I’m 30 M 6 foot 200 pounds athletic build 8 inch cock with good girth. Wife is 27 about 5 foot 8 130 pounds beautiful D cup tits and a amazing plump ass that i love. Been married for 3 years. For about a year we kicked around the idea of mild bondage play. She always said she wanted to be tied to the bed and taken advantage of.

So a few weeks back we planned a weekend trip out of town. My wife had purchased a couple toys. A vibrator and a small vibrating bullet. So I went out and purchased a bed restraint system. We talked and sex the couple days leading up and we was all amped up for this experience.

We went and checked into the hotel and relaxed and flirted for a bit. We then went to dinner and had some drinks to lighten the mood.

Couple hours later we returned to the hotel. She hopped in the shower as I got the restraints set up on the bed and laid out the toys that she got.

Cold Hearted – [FF][noncon][dubcon][furry]

After she is reincarnated into a game-like fantasy world, Ciarra, an avid gamer, knows exactly what to do. If your life is an RPG… Become an adventurer. Explore dungeons. Gather treasure. Level up.

Ciarra isn’t the sweet woman she was before being reincarnated. When an enemy surrenders she has no problem finding out just how far they are willing to go to survive. In fact, why stop with enemies. Prey should serve. That’s their role.

She just didn’t plan for the gods.

When a goddess declares that you are her champion, and that the world is a high stakes game of survival, it’s an offer you can’t refuse. If she loses her soul will spend eternity in agony.

All 147 champions know that there are only two ways to win. Either finish the great labyrinth first, or be the last surviving champion.

Fortunately her goddess has a plan. Every champion is the most powerful of their own kind, so step one involved seeing to it that her champions race was “Dragon”.

(Like most Isekai, the main character is overpowered.)

[FF][noncon][dubcon][furry]

Losing my Bisexual Virginity [MM]

It all happened when I was 21 and stuck in my hometown. I had just been brutally broken up with a few months earlier and was still devastated by it. Out of nowhere a good friend of mine pulls me aside and, out of character for him, asks if he can ask me a question and keep it between us. Not having a reason to distrust him I tell him sure. He then asks if he can fuck me.

I was blindsided. I had no idea how to respond. I stood there for a moment and tried to pick out words, any words, of “No… Maybe…I’m not sure?” which surprised me as I was 100% straight! He realized I needed some time to think about it and told me to just let him know and his next Saturday was free. For that or just to hang out.