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[MF] My Dear Ladies, I Need You To Get Down:

Pull those panties down. And, I don’t care if you’re shaved or possess a massive bush. I’m trying to get ahold of that bust-it-open vicinity–let me see that face, too.

Or, you can keep teasing me if you’d like. I’m not going to press the issue quite yet. But, you do know this: my dick is about to springboard from the spot? I don’t know how much longer I can hold this predator back. And once he’s free, the motherfucker is going to terrorize the prairie and dig around in the brush until fulfilled.

So, you’re just like my White Whore: comfortable walking around with a butt plug implanted in your asshole. That’s my girl! Pull that concoction out your tail, and I just might lick at the spot you remove it from. I’m a freaky-ass fuck, and I’m trying to hold your hands while I filter your anal debris through my mouth. You’re a stunning piece of ass. Y’all white hoes: you’re going to be the death of me. Read more »

Work head [blowjob] [mF] [older woman] [public]

I had been working with Tracy for about three months. She was recently divorced, and wasn’t incredibly good at our job. When I helped her out during her first week, she claimed she had been out of work for some time. Her husband had supported her for years, and she would stay home while he went to work.

She was a lot older than I was. But she didn’t look it. I didn’t think women in their 40s could look that good outside of Hollywood, but I was wrong. She had such a tight little body, and the way she smiled when we locked eyes across the floor would drive me nuts. Also, she had this way of flirting that made me want to bend her over her desk and fuck her, hard.

We both worked the graveyard shift, 8 PM to 5 AM. It was hardly ever busy, and some nights it would be just the two of us in our little section. Most of the time between calls was spent talking. She told me a lot about her marriage, and how it fell apart. Sometimes, she would mention how lonely she was. I’ll be honest, some evenings I would be rubbing my cock under my desk. I would do it slowly, as not to alarm her of what was going on, and I would often wonder what she would say if she knew what I was doing. Read more »

[MF] How I Met My Sugar Mom

**TLDR: Met a really hot woman on a plane and she became my sugar mom**

I was in LA for a singing competition, and my flight back was 7 hours and super late at night. I’m 22, and would say I’m a pretty good looking guy, I workout 4 times a week, and watch my diet as well so I have an athletic body. Anyway, I got on the plane (which was pretty big 3-4-3 seat arrangement) and sat down at my seat by the window. This red head starts walking towards me and sits down in the middle seat next to me. She’s beautiful, and really hot as well: such a pretty smile and an AMAZING body. She seems to be in her mid-30s. I’m thinking too myself I can’t just not talk to her. Luckily she pulls out her iPad and starts reading about Super Bowl Predictions, and I figure this is my chance to strike up some initial conversation.

Passionate sex with best friend, came inside her 18[MF]

I’m going to have to start from the beginning of when we became friends. Skip to ***** if you hate backstory.

I was a pudgy seventh grader (getting ready for the eventual growth spurt y’know?) at a pool party. God I hate pool parties. My buddy from the eighth grade invited me so not only were there a ton of older girls, but I was also too self conscious to go in the pool, AND too shy to talk to anyone. So there I sat, feeling ill from my own self loathing, in a pool chair, with a dead iPod touch.

“You seem bored.” A feminine voice came from behind me as a girl my age sat down in the chair next to me. Dyed hair, some emo band shirt, and holding a can of something in a cozy (koozie? coozy? the foam things).

“Uh… yeah.” Can you blame my language skills? She was cute. She pried the can from the foam and revealed a Bud Light.

“Tom’s parents have no clue. Wanna sip?” Curse her for starting my alcoholism. Her mom called her Brooklyn, her friends called her Brooke, and no one called her Lyn (yet). We talked all night, and since my iPod was dead, I told her my Kik. Yes, Kik. Read more »

Finally hooked up with my friend/crush from college [MF] (long)

Bit of a back story first.
This was years before my current relationship. I 23 back then and I am now 35. As a freshman in college I was super fucking horny all the time. I did have a girlfriend back then, but we went to different colleges. So I never really got much action since I wanted to be faithful. However even when I did see my gf she would just blue ball me because she wanted to remain a virgin, so it made it even worse. Eventually I found out she cheated but that’s a bit later.

This story is about my good friend Haley who I met my freshman year after I accidentally hit her with my computer chair in the computer lab. After that we became friends, really close friends. She had a boyfriend and wanted to be loyal as well. But we could both feel the sexual tension since day one.

Throughout all 4 years of college, we continued to be friends and party together. Ocationally we would dance and she would grind on me (she defenetly felt my dick get hard) and we even made out couple of times. Nothing too serious and mostly just drunk and high, so it really ment nothing. But damn the tension was so thick that all our friends already thought we were fucking. Read more »

[MF] I just had the best sex ever with my on again off again FWB, I’m 39 and she’s 21, I swear she’s my personal Sex Fairy

I’ve known Autumn since she was 18 and I was 36, we have had a connection ever since! Over the years we have become good friends, she is one of the smartest women that I know. Anyways our history has always been kind of funny, we meet we have fun and then we don’t see each other for 3-6 months. But we always text and are super supportive of each other. We are so nice to each other and treat each other so well………

Anyways I’m writing this, and we just had the Best SEX EVER, i think she came 15-17 times and i shot at least 4-6 ropes in her with no condom. Here is the story.

I always send pics to autumn when I’m dressed up, she always says nice things and is always just so SWEET.

[M]eeting my new [F]riend

Forgive my poor writing skills, I’ve never been a writer but at this point I have so many experiences and stories that I’ve been unable to share, I hope that gonewildstories might find some enjoyment in this.

A little background: This happened whilst I was living in a smaller city in the north of China. I’m a 5’11, slim but athletic Irish guy, moderately good looking and let’s say I’ve never particularly had a problem in regards to women.

Views, Part 2 [Mf] [exh] [voy] [mast] [cheating] [oral] [teasing]

*“Maybe I’ll see you in class, Mark.”*

Sasha’s voice played over and over in Mark’s head as he entered his hotel room. He put his suitcase down next to the door and turned around to shut it. As he turned back around to take in his new living arrangements for the next few months, he took a deep breath, finally managing to get the image of Sasha’s face out of his mind.

He liked the room. It was pretty much an apartment, with a table near the door, a small kitchen and a counter, and further ahead, a sleeping area, with a queen sized bed.

He made his way towards the bed. The bed area had large floor to ceiling windows that looked out over the city. He liked that they let in a lot of light, although he would probably pull the blinds across at night time to give himself some privacy. He stopped near the bed, looking approvingly over the pillows, and then glanced out of his window. His eyebrows moved upwards, and a hint of a smile appeared on his mouth.

If there was one thing Mark loved, it was balconies. Read more »

Views, Part 1 [Mf] [exh] [voy] [mast] [cheating] [oral] [teasing]

Mark was starting to think that a few months in Hawaii to teach an Honors course wasn’t that bad of a deal. He stood in front of the hotel, his suitcase sitting on the sidewalk next to him. The hotel looked expensive. But that was one of the perks of being employed by such a prestigious university: he didn’t have to pay for any of this himself. Not the room service, not the wifi, and not even the pool.

Mark was in his mid forties. He had dark but friendly looking eyes with barely visible smile wrinkles in the corners, and his dark hair was stylized neatly, brushed to the side. If one looked closely, they might spot gray hairs among his black ones. Although he kept himself healthy and fit, he was nearing the middle of his life, so he tried to learn how to really appreciate the good when it came. And this was good. Read more »