A Slutty College Experience [MFM]

I was a sophomore in college, seeing a guy I met through some friends. His name was Robbie. We weren’t really dating, just basically fuckbuddies. He would call me up whenever he was horny, since he knew I’d be good to go. I was a horny college slut. Still am, actually, except for the college part.

One time, he took me to his friend’s party at a house on campus. We were going to watch the Red Sox playoffs there. I forget which game of the series this was, but we must have beat the Yankees, as we definitely spent some time “celebrating” afterwards. I’ll come to that part soon. Let’s not talk about how that series ended (it was 2003). I dressed comfortably for an afternoon, stretchy black yoga pants and a Tshirt. And probably a zip up; October in New England is cold. By the way, I’m a 5 foot tall blonde, with some junk in the trunk (my thong is always swallowed up by my ass) and small but perky tits. Read more »

[MF][Cheating] Repost: First Meeting Beth

I thought it be good to get the old stories online again, I post on my tumblr page, https://cheatinghayn.tumblr.com, but just thought I’d throw this here.

This was during the time I wanted to get back into photography, I’ve photographed a couple of ladies I use to know when I was in my prime, and got some really great images. I got so inspired, I wanted to photograph more. I am married with a 2 1/2 year old daughter, and my wife wanted me to calm that side down already. I couldn’t seem to stop, I got in contact with a lot of the women I photographed years ago, got set up to do shoots again. My mentor had a photo studio set up again and I asked if I could use it for a couple shoots.

I got on facebook, looking around asking for people to photograph, and I came across this one woman, great body, local girl from Hawaii, covered with some hot tattoos, and I wanted to see what could be done. She was already a dancer and a tattoo artist, so I thought I’d give it a shot. We got to chatting one day, and I told her about my old idea of a calendar, and she got all excited and wanted to revive the idea… Read more »

My Mind Kind Of Wanders Vol. 1 [M/F] [BDSM]

**Kissing**

Tongues running slowly along each others, my lips crashing into his in a half-hearted attempt for dominance and the lace of my panties grinding rhythmically over his jean covered cock. The television in the background was the only source of light in the dark living room, playing some bad horror film we were watching before we both got a little distracted.

His hands roughly moved up my dress until they were tracing the hem of my panties, ripping his mouth away from mine and stared deep into my eyes. “Get upstairs now or I’m ripping these off.”

I thought about it for a second and remembered how I just bought this set for tonight and didn’t want to ruin them. Maybe I’ll save the teasing for next time.

After a cheeky little kiss on the lips, I pulled myself up from his lap and started walking to the bedroom with him in tow, fixing my dress along the way. Just as I go to open the bedroom door, I felt his hand caress my ass before I felt the sting of his hand slapping it, nearly making me buckle over. He dragged my hair to one side and started biting the spot right behind my ear as he gruffly whispered, “Fuck you better wear this dress more often.” Read more »

The Slutmaker 3: Mandy’s Day [Inc] [Mdom] [buk]

(The third chapter in the story. Previous chapters are in my post history. Still not sure how to link those without having the post banned. Suggestions welcome.)

 

Mandy waits on her knees in the dirty toilet stall, impatiently waiting for the first cock. The ride over had been torture, her pussy had literally soaked through her shorts onto the bike seat, images of her brothers fat tool flashing through her mind. She fumbles with her shorts, desperate to get access to her hungry little crevice, knowing she will spend the next few hours furiously finger fucking herself silly while she sucks a parade of cocks. She smiles in the dim light as she hears the bathroom door creak open and hears the excited mutters of men. Even though she has done this dozens of times, she still has butterflies in her stomach, but she knows that soon enough she will drown those butterflies with the rich, creamy cum of strangers. She bounces up and down with excitement like a kid at Christmas as her small hand slips down the front of her shorts, almost instantly finding her throbbing clit, moaning softly as she hears the first man enter the stall next to her. The crisp sharp sound of a zip coming down is music to her ears, she has developed a pavlovian response to this sound, her body shudders with anticipation, and a second later a long, glistening black cock slowly emerges from the hole. Mandy whispers the words “*Oh fuck yes*” to herself under her breath before she dives forward, every molecule in her body has been craving this. Read more »

The Slutmaker 3: Mandy’s Day [Inc] [Mdom] [buk]

(The third chapter in the story. Previous chapters are in my post history. Still not sure how to link those without having the post banned. Suggestions welcome.)

 

Mandy waits on her knees in the dirty toilet stall, impatiently waiting for the first cock. The ride over had been torture, her pussy had literally soaked through her shorts onto the bike seat, images of her brothers fat tool flashing through her mind. She fumbles with her shorts, desperate to get access to her hungry little crevice, knowing she will spend the next few hours furiously finger fucking herself silly while she sucks a parade of cocks. She smiles in the dim light as she hears the bathroom door creak open and hears the excited mutters of men. Even though she has done this dozens of times, she still has butterflies in her stomach, but she knows that soon enough she will drown those butterflies with the rich, creamy cum of strangers. She bounces up and down with excitement like a kid at Christmas as her small hand slips down the front of her shorts, almost instantly finding her throbbing clit, moaning softly as she hears the first man enter the stall next to her. The crisp sharp sound of a zip coming down is music to her ears, she has developed a pavlovian response to this sound, her body shudders with anticipation, and a second later a long, glistening black cock slowly emerges from the hole. Mandy whispers the words “Oh fuck yes” to herself under her breath before she dives forward, every molecule in her body has been craving this. Read more »

[MF] A One Night Stand With A Girl I Met On Twitter (Part Three)

Part one is here for those who need to catch up. https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7cr7mk/mf_a_one_night_stand_with_a_girl_i_met_on_twitter/
While part two is here https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7cwa81/mf_a_one_night_stand_with_a_girl_i_met_on_twitter/

So this is the final part of the trilogy and may it be the ‘Return of the Jedi’ you were hoping for.

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We then cuddled as we caught our breath, both of our bodies a little sweaty. She then said that we’d best go and see her housemates or they’d wonder what was going on (as if they didn’t know). We got dressed and went into the living room, which happened to be the room next door, and I met her housemates, both girls. She made me jam on toast (it was a student house) which we ate and drank rum on the sofa while her housemates asked me a few questions about myself.
When I initially asked about visiting her, she’d mentioned that we’d be going out as it was a big student night in Manchester, I had no problem with that. We went back to her room to get changed, I’d brought a change of clothes, while she changed into a sexier dress and gave me her laptop to put on some music while she did her makeup. I remember putting on ‘R U Mine’ by Arctic Monkeys, which was a new release at the time. At this point I was very comfortable in her company. I couldn’t keep my hands to myself and just kept squeezing her arse and chest through her dress, grinding against her and singing Arctic Monkeys into her ear as she tried to do her hair and apply lip gloss. Read more »

Came on my Coworker’s Face at a Convention: Part 4 [MF]

*These TL;DRs are getting long! To catch up:*
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7bibiw/came_on_my_coworkers_face_at_a_convention/)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7bm2mw/came_on_my_coworkers_face_at_a_convention_part_2/)
[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7cweon/came_on_my_coworkers_face_at_a_convention_part_3/)

**Part 4**

The hotel bar was one of those big, open-atrium style spots that only get built in brand new hotels. A giant, diamond-shaped bar occupied the center with tables and chairs strewn seemingly at random around the rest of the room and a line of more private booths along the far wall. While a few of the C-levels had begged off when we got back to the hotel from dinner, there were still five or six of us who rolled into the bar together after our fancy dinner. The sales guy who made us do retsina shots had forced a couple more shots on the group before we left the restaurant and I was definitely feeling them by the time we got back.

If you’ve ever been to one of these big corporate conventions, the hotel bars are frequently packed with attendees until closing time. Almost everyone there is still rocking a name badge over their suit coat, polo shirt or startup tee. Additionally, with the amount of young folks of both genders who spent every night “networking” (aka drinking) at this convention, I would have to imagine that Samantha and I were not the only ones having a hell of a lot of fun. Read more »

My son’s girlfriend [M] [f] [anal] [mast] [oral] [cheat] [creampie]

I’ve been divorced for two years. My son, 21, recently graduated from college and moved home temporarily with me until he landed a job. In the mean time, though, he’s always bringing home women. He doesn’t have a hard time.

His newest fling is a 19 year old red head named Sam. She flaunts her tight body around the house, especially in the morning, when she comes downstairs in her see through tank top and booty shorts.

My son sees me. I can’t keep my eyes off of her. She’s irresistibly sexy.

“Dad,” my son said as we sat around the table. I got a job in Chicago. Remember the one I was interviewing for? They called last night to make me an offer and I accepted.”

I slapped the table and reached across to give him a handshake.

“That’s fucking great! I’ll be sad to see you go, though.”

Sam waited for the coffee to brew. She didn’t seem to mind. They weren’t in a relationship, anyway. She was just a fling.

“Anyway, I’m gonna go for a run. I’ll be back in an hour. Sam, you good?” Read more »

[FF] Had a massage and paid for extras

I [F40’s] had to go to Bangkok for business along with a few male colleagues. On the way there talk quickly turned to the seedier side of services that Thailand is renowned for. The men were keen to visit Nana Plaza until I reminded them that most of the performers are lady boys. Excitement waned soon after landing in the country when the various business meetings started.

After two days of work we finally had some spare time. Before flying home the following day. The men decided to see some ‘sights’ which I happily agreed so I could go to the markets for a spending spree.

On the way back to the hotel I passed various hair salons. In Thailand, salons are also spas offering foot and various other massages. Although it is not aloud, even what appear to be legitimate salons, I am told that they will offer a happy finish.

I quite fancied a massage, as it had been a stressful couple of days, but felt a bit dubious about going to a dodgy spa. The hotel had a salon/spa in the lobby so felt more comfortable about going to that one. Read more »

Sexy Camping Part 1 – The Foot of the Mountain [MF]

My girlfriend and I have been going through an …. Interesting … stage in our relationship. We’re both opening up sexually, and so I thought I would write about some of our exploits as a way to process what’s been going on. She’s onboard as well, and might even chime in down in the comments. Let’s call my girlfriend Sara.
We were both 18 when this happened. Skip to SEXY STARTS HERE for the good stuff.
One of my favorite kinks is having sex outdoors. We live in wild, rugged place with a lot of natural beauty (and a very small population which is why I’m being cautious to preserve anonymity). I love my home, I love nature, and I Iove getting freaky while Mother Earth watches. Sara likes to indulge me. This particular story begins at sea level and ends at elevation of about 3,000 ft. Let this be a metaphor for your arousal.
All summer I told Sara that I wanted to have sex on top of a mountain. We work like dogs to pay for college, so we fantasize a lot about time off and how to make the most of it. We made plans to climb a mountain in a beautiful remote area. Our mini-vacation would be completed with sea kayaking, berry picking, and three nights of camping. Sexy camping ;)
As soon as the boat dropped us off, I was filled with euphoria. I seriously wish I could share pictures of this place because it is so damn gorgeous. Once the boat’s engine had faded away, the only sounds were the lapping waves and the occasional chickadee chick-a-dee-dee-dee-ing. All the stress of work and school evaporated as I took in the scene of utter peace before me.
After dragging the kayaks up the beach and setting up our tent, Sara and I went for a walk through the old growth forest. Two-hundred year old trees dripping with moss grew right up to the edge of the rocky cliffs that stood above the beach. The understory was mostly clear, but the forest floor was carpeted by thick moss. Oh, that moss… As soon as I saw it, I knew we had to fuck on it. So we did. Right then.
SEXY STARTS HERE
I lay her naked on the moss. I’m naked, kneeling above her, kissing her. I caress her inner thigh, and bring my hand up to check if she is wet. Not yet. I desperately want to jump ahead and fuck her, but I know I have to wait. Instead, I give my attention to her boobs. The perfect boobs, in my opinion. Just big enough to fill a hand. Shaped perfectly to her slim frame. I kiss around them and in between them before spiralling my kisses to a nipple. There, my kissing turns to licking — slow at first, but then faster and stronger until she is squirming. Is she wet now? Oh yeah.
I sit back on my heels, intending to reposition Sara for some good fucking. My gaze drift between her legs. I look back up at her face and meet her eyes. Suddenly all I want to do is devour her. Without breaking eye contact, I bring my mouth down onto her dripping pussy. She wraps her legs gently around my head. Fuck she’s sexy.
I stretch out and relax into the moss. Usually this takes a while. I kiss and lick around a bit before settling onto her clit. I love listening to her breathing. It’s so sexy I can’t hold myself back, and in just a few minutes I’ve got my tongue flapping like a dog with its head out the car window. Apparently, Sara really needed this, because she squeezes her thighs around my head and does that breathy moan I find so sexy.
Now I’m raring to go, so I roll Sara onto her front so we could go at it in my favorite position: the prone bone. When my cock is hard, it points pretty much straight up my body, so in this position I can lay completely over her and envelope her in my arms. It’s perfect for pinning her arms to her sides, light choking, letting her suck my fingers, or just holding hands.
As I line up my cock, I see that she has stains on her back from the tiny trailing raspberries growing among the moss. Hot, right? I slide it in and she gasps. She’s so much louder when we aren’t fucking in one of our parents’ houses, trying not to be overheard. There’s nothing like letting go of your inhibitions when there is no one around to hear you for miles. I try to start slow, but again, my discipline is laughable. I need this.
We go at it hard. I’m slamming into Sara’s beautiful round bottom, and she’s bucking her hips back with ferocity. This is the sort of sex that motivates me to do cardio. I wish I could keep going for longer, but my abs and my cock reach their limit at the same time. I pull out and come all over the moss. (I’m not a sexy plant freak, it’s just that when we’re having sex outdoors, Sara doesn’t see any point in wasting the opportunity to not have to clean up).
The tone for the weekend has been set. It’s going to be relaxing, romantic fuck-fest the way only two horny teenagers in deep in the woods can make it. We make dinner — mac and cheese with salami — and settle down for a cozy evening of naked cuddling (and of course more fucking).
I hate it when people do this, but I’m going to have to call it a night and post part two later. I promise we do end up fucking on top of a mountain.