Tag: Fantasy

Sex up The Shard [m/f]

Following my drama of moving out, I am now back living in the suburbs with my parents at 28 years old. I’m so grown up. Nethertheless, this creates huge logistical problems for hooking up. If things are going well, saying ‘Hey fancy coming back to mine? It’s only an hour train ride and youll have to be quiet so not to wake my mum?’ will make any girl dry up more than the Sahara desert in a flash. Worse still, all the girls I’m seeing also live with their parents. It’s time to get creative, or rather Google ‘Where are the best toilets in London to have sex in?’

So it happened, there are websites dedicated to this. Evidently I’m not the only one to have faced such problems. And there was one very good suggestion on there- the Shard. For the non European amongst us who may not know about the Shard, it’s the tallest building in the UK. Doing a girl from behind in the toilets whilst having a skyline view of London sounds right up my street. Read more »

An interesting turn of events [M22, F22]

In 2014, I graduated college with honors and a double major, but did not have any job offers yet. This forced me to move back with my parents after graduation. While back at home, I quickly found a job using my degree, but unfortunately it was only part time. In an attempt to move out, and with the knowledge that I would soon be paying back my student loans, I picked up two other part time jobs although they were just in retail. This was my situation for nearly a year, and while I did not overtly enjoy these obvious limitations in my life, I was able to start saving a decent amount, and began to look for full time employment. I finally got a job offer halfway across the country, and this is where my story officially begins. Read more »

fulfillment [MF]

*Written as a fantasy, since I’m currently separated from him by 6501 miles.*

I’m thinking about your head buried between my thighs, hands gripping my thighs. I’m thinking about the way your tongue might circle my clit, or tongue sweeping broad strokes up my slit. I wonder what you’d do, how’d you react to way I’d taste.

I know the way I’d sigh, moan – your name echoing from my lips in breathy whispers. One hand gripping the back of your head, the other clutching, fisting into the sheets as my hips buck into your face.

I want you, badly. How much longer can I take your teasing? We both know what we want: each other. There’s a deep seated hunger, something more intense than simple lust for the other person. This is a neediness that transcends anything I’ve ever felt before.

I need you. I need you to take me, fuck me. Harder, faster – something more than I’ve ever felt before. I like challenges and I think, finally – I’ve met my match. Read more »

Old but good memories

This story happened some 15 years ago. I remember it like it was yesterday because it was, and still is, my favourite sexual fantasy which I got to live out. I have tried my hardest to write this story in as much detail as possible to make everyone who reads it feel as if they were there too. I apologise for the length of the story as it’s an introduction of us, followed by the event itself. Only the names have been changed for identity’s sake.

As neighbours and teenagers, my best friend Andrew and I spent just about every spare minute together, and as such we experimented. By the time this adventure happened to us, we had seen each other naked hundreds of times, we’d wanked and sucked each other hundreds of times, sprayed and swallowed lots of each other’s cum, and even fucked two or three times as we got more adventurous. Our encounters stopped after I met and started to date Jess, although I kept Andrew well and truly up to date with everything that Jess and I did, what she looked like naked, what she felt like, etc. Because we shared so much, I had told him to sneak up at night so he could watch us fuck through the window. As we fucked every single night at that age he would be sure to see her naked, and if she couldn’t fuck me, she’d suck me dry, so he was assured get a good show no matter what. I saw him through the window a few times and I know he was having a hell of a wank outside. I also caught him watching her in the shower. Read more »

My Upside Down backwards infidelity (PART 1)

So to start this story off some context is needed. 7 months ago I moved away to school being forced to leave my girlfriend of 6 months behind but remaining committed to each other. a month in she came to visit me and admitted that she had cheated on me with one of my best friends and his girlfriend. Naturally I was devastated but after a lot of deliberating I decided that I was willing to try again being that we had our own sexual history with this couple. Over the course of the next month and a half it came out that she had lied and had actually hooked up with my best friend two other times including once just before I left. She claimed it was because she had a history of messed up choices and bad relationships and it was her only way to feel close to me while so far away. I went through a heavy depression and did a lot of shit I wasn’t proud of, disowned a lot of friends who had become included in the lies, breaking a lot of things and cutting. I looked for every opportunity to cheat on my girlfriend to level the playing field and feel better to hopefully help me move forward with her but it was difficult while attending third year university. Read more »

New Glimpse of a New Short Story I’m Writing: No Title Yet

Alison has an extra little pep in her voice when she speaks into the microphone, “Mr. Murray here to see you, Dr. Clark,” she finishes on a high note. She must find him attractive. She always finishes on a high note when she’s attracted to someone.

“Let him come in,” I say back to her. A moment or two later, the door opens and in walks my first patient of the day. His shoulders are slouched low, he’s overdressed for a typical session, but his dark black hair and two day old scruff gives him a down to earth type of feel. He’s handsome and fit, a jaw bone that must have been carved from granite and a dimple the size of a thumb print in the middle of his chin.

“Hi, I’m Dr. Clark,” I greet him standing up and walking towards him with my arm outstretched. He shakes my hand firmly. Calluses rough as sandpaper grace my well moisturized palms and fingers.

“Dennis. Nice to meet you,” his voice is low and clear. He seems like a perfect gentleman. Nothing not to like and nothing on the surface that I would identify right away as a physical detriment to a sex life. Nothing at all. Read more »

[m/f] Playgirl Magazine Photoshoot PART 2

Hey everyone, thanks for the PM’s. You can see the first part here:

https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4chtz4/mf_playgirl_magazine_photoshoot/

I’ll pick up right where I left off;

Dayna and I were in my kitchen and I had just shown her the email. We talked about it for a few minutes, she was smiling…I couldn’t tell if she was just as nervous and shy as I was at that moment in time.

“You should do it!” she said encouragingly, half laughing as she punched me softly in the shoulder. “Then I can blackmail you when you’re famous.”

“Who says you’re gonna get a copy of the magazine?” I shot back with a grin. It was really hard for me to maintain my composure. My knees were shaking. I was so turned on and excited that we were even talking about it, let alone the possibility that my fantasy was about to become a reality.

“Well I have a camera…” Dayna said, her eyes casting toward the ground. She looked back up at me, almost hesitant. “I mean, I could do it…if you want?” Read more »

The period girl

4 days on from shockingly yet unsurprisingly coming home empty handed from a date that explicitly said she was dtf it’s time for my next tinder adventure. Last time I had a bad feeling even though it seemed so certain. This time I had a really good feeling- it seemed so certain but this girl had been more subtle about it saying she likes to be cheeky etc. I was fully expecting this date to be about getting with a girl that’s much older than me, something I’ve always wanted to do (what guy hasn’t had that fantasy). I’ve been with girls a few years older than me, but at 38 she has a full decade on me. Now a few years ago I had the chance to get with a 40 year old but truth is whilst I want to get with an older woman to tick it off as another thing off the list, I still want to keep standards so they still have to be attractive and not wrinkled up and on the shelf. Read more »

[MF] Fucking in the Park [exhib., vanilla, big ass/tits]

This is the story of Julie.

Her figure was amazing – nice, big round ass, long legs, a hard, toned stomach, and at least E-cup tits.

I don’t remember exactly how it started, but Julie and I got to texting back and forth (and got rather steamy, too) and I asked her to go for a walk with me in the park to catch up. She said yes. It was a sunny day when Julie and I got together. She had a pair of light, tight jeans on and a loose-fitting blouse that was low cut enough to make the imagination run wild.

We walked along and talked for a little while, stopping off along the side of the path to make out every now and then. During one of our pit stops, I did what I’ve dreamed about since high school – I finally grabbed her tit. God, it was so soft in my hands. I looked around to see if anyone was watching and lifted the cup of her bra, letting her tit spill out. It was just as tan as the rest of her skin, topped off with a hard brown nipple. I sucked it deep, no longer caring who was watching. I wanted it for so long. Read more »