Tag: Drugs

Balance and atonement [MFM][Mdom][Fsub][Drugs]

Walking in the door, your mind was on the work day that just passed. Another long day filled with people who weren't quite speaking English it seemed. No one could understand what you were trying to say, and they had issue trying to convey their own desires. Hanging your jacket on the coat hook you look towards the living room and see David looking back at you, and then the rush hits you. There was a car parked outside. Ivan's! So tired it didn't even register the other car parked in the driveway.

A memory rush hits you, about what had occurred a few months ago, on another warm summer weekend. Your memory of how Ivan tastes, a kindness you offered when you were a little short for the green you asked for (he rolled such great joints too!).

Your head imperceptive, swivels to confirm what you already know. There is Ivan. Smiling back at you. You slow stride allows you to process as you take a few steps. Ivan sitting on the couch to one side of the room, and David on the other side, sitting on the love seat. In the middle, on the wood framed glass coffee table is a plastic bag, filled with weed and joints, slightly spilling its bounty from within. Looks like your day isn't over yet, and you get the feeling what is in front of you could make the day seem small and meaningless compared to the potential here. Read more »

Sex After the First Date: A Different Perspective [M/F]

Hello, r/gonewildstories! This is my first time to even go near reddit, and will probably be my last. According to the owner of this account, a couple of you know who I am already. However, I’d like to take a moment to introduce myself:

My name is Mark. My dad was born in Hiroshima and my mom was born in Jersey. I’m 19 (20 in a month), I’m a little over six feet tall, I play soccer every other day with my buddies, and I want to be a surgeon like my mom and dad. I have five older brothers—Xander (30), Gideon (28), Stephen (27), Matthew (24) and Timothy (22); I also have one younger sister: Kiyomi (17).

If you’re wondering what I look like, I’d say I’m your average mixed race guy. Some people think I’m gorgeous and some people think I look like a hand with two thumbs on either side, but to be more specific, I’ve got Asian coloring with tanner skin, slightly rounder eyes, and bone structure that’s more angular than necessary. I workout regularly, I eat right, I don’t drink (much) or do drugs. As for the big question: 8.5 inches. (Yes, pun intended.) Read more »

The One Who Got Away, Pt. 1.5 [mf]

Sorry to split the stories in half, but together, it exceeded the character limitation. Thanks for reading!

Dan now alone lived in small apartment in a big city. He had graduated and moved out of the tranquil of New England and into a more bustling environment. He had a good job, he had met some new friends and kept up with old friends. He was relatively happy, in the way that most recent grads are. It wasn’t the same happiness that he had in college, where the most pressing decision is whether to play the latest video game or read the Odyssey, and where the reality of how America works in the twenty-first century only crept sinisterly in the background of booze-fueled partying and a series of inconsequential misadventures. The fact that a college degree was less relevant to having a good life made little dent in the bubble of sex and alcohol and drugs. No, the happiness was rather a realization that the best times were in the past, but good times still remained. Read more »

I’m back: Sex With My Boss’s Daughter

Some of you might remember me. I posted under a different ironman name up until recently. I deleted my account, because it got hacked. Some of the stories I posted over the last couple of years are gone forever from reddit, so I figured I would come back and start posting some old ones to make sure they aren't lost. I will post new stories as well when I have a chance. Here is an old one. Hope you enjoy:

Like I've said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. I'm generally considered a really good-looking guy (used to model, 6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give. Read more »

New Subreddit – r/gonewildfaithfulwives

Since the moral compass of so many of you is not the same as ours, I'm setting up a new subreddit (r/gonewildfaithfulwives) so that decent men can masturbate to accounts of faithful wives fucking their husbands. Only wives legally married to their (male) husbands may post. Stories may not include three-ways, anal sex, kinky stuff or anything else that might offend proper folks like us. All stories must clearly indicate that the lights were left on during coitus and no alcohol or drugs were involved since, as we all know, in those situations there is a chance that immoral wives might fantasize about fucking someone else. Posts that violate these rules will be removed immediately. As for readers, we particularly welcome those men like ourselves who have been cheated on and who now cringe every time they are forced to read through whole stories by cheating wives. We hope this will be a first step toward porn for men that is respectable, ethical and consistent with core values.

[F]ucking [m]y best friend while my husband slept upstairs

I have been having an affair with my best friend (Davis). The thing is… he is also one of my husband's (Jake's) best friends. The three of us have known each other since we were kids and we are in our mid 30's now. We have always been best friends and have very similar interests and pretty much grew up with each other. Also, Davis isn't married, he is in a very serious relationship.

Ok, descriptions – Me, a 34-year old Filipina. Short 5'3, tanned skin, 32DD's and an ass I'm really proud of (I squat) and long, black hair. I Google'd "Filipina" and the first girl that kind of resembles me is this one. Both Jake and Davis (unsurprisingly) resemble each other. Both Filipino, very good looking, nice tans and both pretty fit. Davis is a runner, so he's leaner and Jake likes to lift, so he's got more muscle. Other than that, they're really similar… people always joke that they could have been brothers. Read more »

Hosting our first sex party

The fire has cooled some since Saturday, when we were still in the throes of the feelings unleashed by hosting our first sex party. A sex party can be such a powerful experience that the emotions, feelings, and sensations it generates do not subside immediately, but rather they maintain their heat, like the byproducts of a nuclear reactor. The aftereffects of seeing a dozen people having sex, writing in pleasure, touching each other, and experiencing an ecstasy that cannot be generated any other way save perhaps drugs, religious mania, or, more rarely, that pleasure that one gets when writing pours forth as a result of realization (as is happening now, as I write this).

That party happened almost by accident: we met a woman through a friend we met on Tinder. That friend is deeply into the BDSM and kink scene: he has an organizer's energy and a macher's drive to connect disparate people: sometime we'll write about the time we met him and some of his friends for drinks, only to find that, while we chatted about work or novels, a gorgeous Greek girl with huge tits got tied up and fucked; we eventually did help hold her town while another girl forced to orgasm via a Hitachi Magic Wand. Our narrative, though, is becoming wayward: that woman we met a few weeks ago got divorced not long ago, and as she put she feels like she's "20 again." We can't be entirely sure what that means, as in key metrics we're considerably more sexually active now than we were at that age, but we can say that she's gorgeous, sexually voracious, and totally unapologetic. Read more »

Neanderthals return…. Chapter 4 [mf, cheating]

This took me a while to crank out. Sorry for the long hiatus.

*Chatper 4 *

I wake up once again. Reality finally sinking in and the slither of hope that this is all a horrible, horrible dream is slowly dissipating. I’ve been given a brief overview on how to operate the various consoles in my room. Most of them are fairly simplistic to use if a bit alien to me.

There’s a device that allows me to choose what clothes I wish to have and as far as I can tell they seem to materialize out of thin air. I’m sure there is some brilliant insight on how these devices actually work, but right now I care very little on how and far more interested in the convenience. Across my bed there’s a small table with a ‘food processor’. The item seems to be able to create a variety of dishes from any culture. The taste is a bit bland, but it’s filling and won’t let me starve. I never was a great chef, but even I could make something that has more flavor then that thing. Read more »

He saved [m]y li[f]e

I wasn't in the best mood last night. In fact I was sitting on the ledge of a roof with my legs dangling over and crying my eyes out while talking to some people here on Reddit about something bad I'd found out only a couple hours before. It was me, my phone, my laptop, the rooftop, and that thing a lot of us know to be depression. We've all been there at one point – don't bother denying it. You can guess what was going on with my head.

It was around 1am and I couldn't stop crying. I felt alone and I was tired and I was just so sick of being there. If I'd jumped, it would have just ended with one big splat, and everything would be okay.

Since it was a Friday night I didn't really bother texting any of my friends about what I might do. I'd been asked to come to a couple parties but declined the invitation because I was planning to spend the night relaxing with a good ol' animated movie marathon. They were probably all busy with parties and drinks. Nobody would have noticed. Read more »