[MF]Russian MILF on holidays

Hello guys and gals! This is my first time posting a real story, I hope you like it. It was one of the best sexual encounter I’ve had, and I still have vivid memories of it. (And I sometimes reminisce it when I’m alone and needy…)

This happened a few years ago. I was working as an entertainer in an hotel based in Thailand. Doing this job, you meet a lot of people, ranging from interesting to completely dumb. Of course, that means that you get to meet with a lot of women and men, and depending which way you swing, there can be a lot of opportunities to have a good time. I have quite a few stories about my time as an entertainer, some I might share with you. And, well, this is one of them. Read more »

Pegged by [M]aitresse

I come home sweaty after an intense run. 5k in 24 mins, it’s not mind blowing but it definitely gets your breathing rhythmic. The fresh breeze, the radiant sun and the pain, the exhilarating, throbbing pain. That’s the last sensation as I gather my breath while entering the door.

I see a hairbrush and a note right in front of the door. It reads “peg slave now”. I look around and have the sudden sensation of being watched. I peel my sweaty shirt off my torso and gently lift it over my head. Next I untie my sneakers and neatly position them on their shelf. I take off my socks and then put my thumbs against my shorts waistband. I walk slowly and rip the shorts down my sweaty and still sizzling legs. I’ll need to stretch later, and this one isn’t kinky it’s more healing!

Grabbing my hairbrush, I realize how it’s one of the few things of plastic I own. I would have to throw it after tonight’s activities. Perhaps I am getting closer to an environmentally friendly plastic free existence. Go whales! Read more »

[M]y [f]irst bondage and dominance experience

Just stopping by to tell about my first bondage and dominance experience.

I always knew that deep down inside I was a dom. But it wasn’t until I met Sareena two years ago that I realized I loved dominating

A little about me: 5’10”, 205 with an athletic build, short black hair, strong hands.

Sareena was my type: 5’3”, 125, solid thighs, flat stomach, perfectly curved spine, juicy apple bottom, amazing hips, perkiest C-cups you’ve ever caressed, infectious laugh, and eyes as deep as the Mariana Trench. We met through some mutual friends (a story I’ll elaborate on at a later time.)

Sareena and I had been dating for about four months. We were hanging out one Friday night and watching a replay of the CrossFit Games in our living room. It had been an awfully long week and were winding down with some drinks. Read more »

I was fondled by dozens of old men at a Korean Spa [TM]

*Message From Aly: I’m back by popular demand! Thank you guys so much for like probably hundreds and hundreds of msgs here and on kik asking me to write more. I love you guys :)

So this one takes place shortly after this story: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4jayg6/first_night_at_college_ended_with_two_cocksm_in/

So back when this happened I was totally a virgin about sexual encounters and anything related to men. I had always been sexually repressed after going through so much in high school with transitioning and living in a conservative town. When I finally was able to live the way I always dreamed I’d live, the first few months on my journey were a bit awkward to say the least. I had no idea where to begin to find someone to want to explore with me. Yes, I thought I was good looking enough at 18-19 years old and with my petite body and feminine features thanks to HRT, I really didn’t worry about whether men would want me or not. I was more like afraid of the actual process since I was not pursued at all in high school. In fact, I was bullied like crazy for being a “sissy” or “gay”. Read more »

when that co-worker isn’t the girl next door. [FM] Part I

Something I’ve always done is imagine the people around me and their thoughts on sex. Not in a creepy way like I actually imagine them HAVING sex, but rather what kind of sex they are into. Like right now at work, I could kinda tell you what kind of sexual person everyone around me is, the sorts of things they like. There is Jessica for example, about as close to Barbie as anyone could get naturally. Damn near six feet tall, curves in all the right places, breasts that would make Jesus blush. She loves to wear clothes to work that are just on the edge of slutty. They even rewrote the dress code because of her. Regular length skirts on her were just begging to show something naughty. I had her pegged as an absolute dom. Her job in the office was kinda the gopher. She was sent here and there to do menial work like filing and copying. Quite compliant really, but you could see the rebellious streak in her. Read more »

How I fell in love with my cousin (Tatiana)

So 9:30pm. I’m at her house, her mom goes out to get some Mc. D’s for us. My cousin is knocked out on her room floor and I’m like, ‘I feel horny as fuck right now’. So I go to the bathroom and start beating off. I was into titties at the moment and my cousin has some big ol’ titties, and I had a picture of us together with her in a bikini. Fast forward to 9:50, I’m still going on, me on the johnson, cock in hand, didn’t have lotion so hand soap doing the job. I hear a rustling outside the door. I’m thinking, ‘oh shit oh shit oh shit!’ And I try to finish instead of stopping. She opens up the door. Turns the lights onAnd here I am sitting on the shitter, one hand stroking away, the other fondling my balls. Phone is on the floor face up. Precum on the photo. Busty cousin standing in front of me. And when you’re horny you don’t know what the fuck you’re doing. My go to move to assert dominance was to just dick slap. Nothing else. So I go over to her, force her to her knees and just take my schlong and hit her with a one two across the face. What I didn’t expect was the first slap to feel so fucking good. So when I was coming back for the two I had nutted. So now she is on her knees, cum streaking from her cheek to her lip. That’s when I realized she had a hand down her pants, the other grabbed my dingaling. She stood up, led me to her room, told me to get on the bed. I knew what was about to happen, so I swan dived on that shit. She takes off her shirt, then bra. Helicopters her tiddies a couple times to seduce me. What she didn’t know was that I was already there about to nut again with my pants around my ankles. Next comes the pants and the underwear. I’m like, ‘hell yea lets go’.She gets on top, puts it in and just starts riding like its our uncles cock. I know how it feels so I know she is feeling good as fuck.All of a sudden, she starts choking me, idk how to feel. It feels good but at the same time I just wanted to slap the bitch off me. Horny me just stayed there, accepting it. The fun part was when she got off and told me to flip over. A nigga was getting some so there was no reason to fight it. She opens a drawer, whips something out, I didn’t get to see what it was. Tells me to close my eyes. I do, and then she just gently slapped something on my face. It was wet like the cum on her lip but I didn’t think anything of it. Next thing I know she is eating my ass. So I’m face down ass up. Titties rubbing against my thighs as Tatiana eats my ass. Then it hit me. That wet shit on my face was lube from a dildo. I’ve got to say, I liked it though. So, she starts lubing up my asshole and puts it in. She thrusts softly, then harder, and harder. After a while of ramming my cheeks she says, “ARE YOU FEELING IT NOW MR. CRABS?!”.This shit felt familiar, like something from my childhood. Tati’s voice was a little deeper than I remember but I brushed it off ‘cus this dick was feeling good as fuck.15 minutes in she puts a hand over my mouth. I looked at it and it was BLACK.‘NIGGA WHAAT!?!’I flip over, its my uncle I haven’t seen since I was 7.I’m wondering where Tati is but there is a monster cock blocking my vision of the room, and it isn’t mine. I couldn’t see her, then it hit me. Tati wasn’t here the whole time. I thought back to when I as in the bathroom, she was taller than I remember, thicker too. Then when I got slapped on the bed, the dildo was warm… And the wetness smelled like bleach a little. All these things I didn’t notice because I was in a horny drunken state.I snap back to reality. I look at this man. I didn’t know his face, but I recognized him by his puffy nipples my family always made fun of him about. Tati has titties, but this man has TITTIES. He was heavy set, he let himself go. I didn’t know how to get around him. But then, I thought of something. This monster cock was useful besides a good dicking, so I back handed it. It swung. The weight threw him off balanced allowing me enough time to escape. I dash downstairs back into the bathroom where my phone was. My precum was still on the screen, but I needed to call 911 a.s.a.p., so I dialed and put the wet mess to my cheek/ear. I told the operator my situation, dick slap and all. They didn’t believe me. They thought it was a joke once I mentioned Mr. Crabs.My last resort was Tati, I had to find her. I call her, on the other end is just the sound of heavy breathing. It’s the big titty man. He is still in her room, she was under the bed… Luckily, her phone was on silent.TO BE CONTINUED………..

The Femdom Village

A chef from one of the restaurants his wife owns and a baker in another restaurant who was a kind elderly man who with the support from the femdom village achieved the rank of master baker. The femdom village received many tourists who were eager for the opportunity to practice female domination. Tourists knew in advance the activities that were carried out. Before entering the village, each visitor had to go to the New Visitor kiosk, where they were explained the rules within the femdom village. Female tourists had to be at least 18 years old and men had to be 21 years old to enter the village.

The women had freedom to go anywhere in the village while the men had to remove their clothes and leave them at the New Visitor kiosk along with wearing a chastity belt, and a collar and leash so they are always led by their Mistress. The collar had a barcode that had the Mistress ID so anyone that scanned the barcode knew who he belong to. Men could not use money in any establishment unless their Mistress gave them permission to buy something. In the femdom village, men resorted to being sexual objects or assistants to women. Read more »

Becoming My Roommate’s Toy [MM] [BDSM]

This story is the first erotic work I’ve submitted online. Hope you enjoy it! ;)

I awake to a loud sound of glass breaking.

It’s probably my roommate coming home drunk again. Mitch had gone out to a bar with his friends earlier, so I expected he would make his usual loud entry to our apartment at 3AM.

I met Mitch during the summer before my senior year of high school. We were both working as lifeguards at the public pool. We soon became close friends, then got an apartment together after graduating last year. We are both 19 years old, now working as waiters at a local restaurant.

He can be kind of an asshole at times. He calls me gay because I’m a virgin. If only he knew I actually am gay and the only person I want to sleep with is him. I’ve had a crush on him ever since I saw him in those tight swim shorts from across the swimming pool. It’s too bad he’s as straight as a ruler.

I’ve gotten used to hearing a lot of stumbles in the middle of the night as he’d walk to his bedroom after having a few too many drinks. Read more »

The best way to get over someone… is to download Tinder [FM]

Thank you so much for the lovely feedback from my first story. (The best way to get over someone…is to get under someone else!) I thought it was about time I shared my next sexual adventure after my long term relationship ended. For a backstory check out my other post!

I had never had a dating app, I found the idea of them cringey and perhaps a little desperate. But just a few weeks after being dumped, with the gentle prodding (borderline blackmail) from some close friends, I found myself downloading Tinder. Honestly the nicest part was just chatting to people, it provided a great distraction and made me feel not so lonely. The first guy I gave my number to was Will. I felt like I already knew him, we had hundreds of mutual friends and he lived a short walk from me. It baffled us how we had never crossed paths before! We were in very similar situations, “recent break ups”, so it was nice talking to someone who was on the same page. We didn’t arrange to meet until we had been texting for nearly a month, mainly because I felt a bit apprehensive about meeting a “stranger” and worried it would be awkward, although we seemed to get on great over texts. He teased me about this and made me feel at ease by suggesting a pub in between us that we could both easily walk to. Somewhere public and I could leave whenever I wanted. I knew the rep Tinder had, and although I was not a prude, I had only been with my long term boyfriend and one of my friends. I made it clear I didn’t shag on the first date.. (ha… ha.. ha..) Read more »

[MF] Co-Workers, Cheating, LA Business Trip…(Part II)

[Part I is here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8r31u6/mf_coworkers_cheating_la_business_trip/)

[Ash](https://imgur.com/gallery/CHnHYqC)

Part II – Ashleigh and I

We each went our separate ways after being together. I showered quickly while thinking ahead of the possibilities for the next few days. I got dressed and headed down to the lobby feeling satisfied and excited. Ashleigh met me soon in the lobby and looked professionally dressed in a navy blue blazer and skirt with white blouse and tan toned pantyhose. She smiled and we made eye contact as we head out the entrance to the hotel shuttle. We boarded the hotel charter bus and waited for other passengers. We sat in the back on the right side by ourselves and waited for others to crowd in. 15 minutes later we were off with a low number of passengers headed to our LA Conference.

While on the bus, she was sitting near the window and I was on the aisle. I casually placed my left hand on her thigh and slowly moved it up. We never broke stride in our conversation and she never moved while my hand slowly slid up and found her panties. I realized her pantyhose were merely tan stockings that stopped mid thigh and her panties were a small thong. I quickly found my fingers buried deep inside her pussy as we continued to talk and flirt on the bus. We never kissed or made any more contact other than my fingers making her wet and playing with her pussy while we travelled to the show. Read more »