Tag: Fisting

The Perfect Pet [MF] [MDom]

*Consider this a desire looking to be fulfilled more than just a mere story…*

You didn’t think anyone would ever know. You buried this side so deep inside that no one knew the inner you. It was physically embarrassing to know what others would think if they knew how badly you wanted it – how often you thought of it. At times it just felt downright scandalous – after all, you were a fairly independent woman who was often assertive and powerful in many ways. You have proudly stood up for your friends when you they were unfairly discriminated against, but yet you can’t shake it. It’s in you.

Your first suspicion that I knew was when you came to my office about a project we were collaborating on. When I started listing off the steps of several different ideas you quickly pulled out a pen and started to write. It was instinctive and subtle but it was the first moment that betrayed the inner you. After I had finished I smiled and asked, “Did you make sure you got all of that down?” You smile in return with burning warmth radiating from your face. You don’t fall though, you were able to recover from your sudden, yet small, lapse of hiding the secret with some witty remark. But deep down as you left my office that day, you knew I knew. Read more »

[MF, Dom, Cheating] – Crossing the Line

Nobody prepares you for the eternity of boredom that often accompanies marriage. Of course when you’re young things seemed exciting and it never occurred to you that this feeling would pass. And it’s true you do end up loving him and he melds right into the family. You can’t imagine life without him but that spark that made your juices flow so easily when you were a teenager and in your early twenties has settled into a routine that doesn’t quite satisfy your deeper needs while at your sexual peak. And you know it’s not just you – your friends, coworkers, other married couples – they all make the jokes about it and you laugh with them… but underneath you wrestle with it daily. You have more to offer, more to give, more to experience… but could you? Would you? You bury the thought. But living in eternity the thoughts always finds a way to resurface. Read more »

While He Sleeps [MF] [Cheating]

Hello, Reddit, or more specifically, gonewildstories. I have been a lurker for a while now, not really posting any comments or anything. Granted, I’ve never been much of a commenter to begin with, so that’s not much of a change. Laying out the prerequisite “didn’t happen recently”, I’ve been sitting on this tale for over two years, as it’s something that I am somewhat ashamed of, despite having been quite a fun romp. I do not remember this as perfectly as I would wish I did, so any dialogue will probably be paraphrased unless it was something that stands very clearly in my mind.

To set the stage for you, this all began through connections to my place of work, which stands as a rather large retail chain. I won’t name it, for obvious reasons, but it is easily one of the big ones throughout the US. Despite working in another department, I had found myself becoming friends with a number of cashiers, one of whom, we’ll call her Laura for the sake of identification, began to invite me over to her house. Read more »

[MF] [forced] punish me – ms. carter

Rough sex. Public sex. Forced sex. I experienced all three a week ago. I can’t remember the last time I orgasmed so much to the point where I didn’t know if I was covered in my cum, his cum, or both.

He pushes the button to the 30th floor. As soon as the elevator doors close he grips my blouse and pins me up against the wall. My body trembles as he puts his hands all over me. He forcefully presses his lips against mine. I feel him lick my lower lips seeking an entrance. His tongue slips inside of my mouth. He kisses me once, twice, three times and I realize it’s not enough. It’s as if he’s breathing into my lungs.

<15th floor>

I knot my fists in his shirt pulling him closer against me. I kiss him harder and deeper with an urge that I’ve never felt before. He traces his tongue onto my lips, teeth, and tongue. He bites my lip and I gasp. I try and push him away but he grabs my wrists and pins them by my sides. I can’t move. His grip is too strong. His entire mouth continues to consume mine. This feeling of helplessness turns me on even more. Read more »

[FF] Spa Weekend – The Evening

This is a follow-up to Spa Weekend (A Day of Foreplay)…

I grabbed her hand and pulled from the bar stool. I felt the eyes on us. The men and women who wanted to be with us. I am sure they could tell by our smiles that we were heading to the room for a fantastic night.

We had a bit of distance to cover to get back to the room. We both knew we wouldn’t make it. She pulled me into a hallway off the restaurant, wrapping her arm around my hips, pulling us together until our bodies touched. Our lips touched quickly, tasting my strawberry gloss that we shared earlier. Our tongues twisting together into a quick passionate kiss before we were walking fast again. Heels clicking as we walked hand in hand back to the room.

We reached the door and she slid her card in, pushed the door open and flipped around to grab me by the hips pulling me to her as we both used our bodies to push the door open. Once in the room, she said, “stand here, don’t move,” directing me to stand in front of the full length mirror. Read more »

The Serpent Pt 2

I managed to make it home without any more disturbing events, but every time I thought back to that incident in the study room, a cold sweat broke out over me. It felt *good*, but also terrifying. Things happened, but it felt like somebody was pulling my strings. He was. Or it was. Whatever. If he was there, he wasn’t being obvious about it, he wasn’t speaking to me. But I couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened with Kay. It was like she was under a spell. She couldn’t resist my commands, and what was more, she was barely trying to resist. Part of me, the part of me that liked to fantasize about power, really enjoyed that part.

I managed to avoid my parents after they came home, absolutely terrified that they might see what I was becoming, (leaking through or something), and completely freak out. “Yeah mom, I’m sharing my body with some unholy serpent demon who talks about tempting Eve back in the day. Normal teenager stuff, don’t worry”. Read more »

The Serpent [MF, minor trans, mc]

I’ve had this idea rattling around in my head for a while, so please forgive me as this is effectively un-revised. Any feedback would be very much appreciated.

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I had found the old leather-bound book in a run-down secondhand bookstore. Honestly, my memories of it are blurry, probably deliberately so. He’s always there, and I get the distinct feeling that while he can’t control me completely, making sure I don’t think too hard about how this happened is well within his means.

It doesn’t matter. The long story short is that I’m not alone in my mind. It feels both alien and familiar at the same time.

So far he’s done nothing but.. whisper at me. Promises. Not even using words, it’s not like it’s a conversation in my head with somebody else. Impressions, implications… slightly otherworldly urges. I mean, I’m a guy, so I’m horny all the time, but I’m not used to feeling this… hunger. I mean, I’ve never done more than kiss a girl at this point, but my mind is filled with things right out of porno films… Read more »

Forced into fucking my boyfriend’s best friend – my biggest fantasy [MFM] [Consensual Non-Con]

Years ago, I was working as a counselor at a summer camp for artistic teens. Of course, this meant that little old me [22F now] was stuck in the middle of a country town, sweating my ass off, while my boyfriend Aaron [23M now] enjoyed the air conditioning back home. The program lasted for three weeks, which meant three weeks of a torturous no-sex desert. Which, in turn, also meant our phone conversations started to get a little… vulgar.

One night, as I’m listening to his voice as I rub my clit under the sheets, he asks me what my biggest secret fantasy is. No censoring, no skirting around it. Just exactly what I want, what I’m dreaming about in that moment.

And, in some weird moment of horny honesty, I tell him. I want to be held down, mocked, and then raped.

Raped, I understand, is a very strong word. I much prefer “consensual non-consensuality,” because while I fantasize often about being fucked against my will, in real life, I’d have to make it absolutely clear that everything being done was stuff I had asked for. But it’s been a fantasy that I’ve hidden for years, keeping it restrained to late-night solo sessions and kinky dreams. I knew that it wasn’t my boyfriend’s thing, which he told me up front and with kindness, and I respected his opinion. Read more »

Overnight guests [Group]

I pushed the play button on my answering machine. It was Jeff, a guy I knew growing up. Now it was 1993, and we were both in our early twenties. I hadn’t talked to him in years, as we had gone to different high schools and lost touch with each other. But when he heard I lived in Chicago he tracked me down and gave me a call. So I called him back.

“Hey man, I’m in Chicago for a few days of training,” Jeff said, “But I’m free Friday night. Maybe we could get together.”

“Yeah, that sounds great,” I replied, “it’d be fun to catch up.”

“Can I crash at your place Friday night?”

“Sure, no problem. I’ve got a pullout couch.”

We agreed to meet at a pizza place, chatted a little longer, and hung up.

On Friday night I went to the pizza place with Sylvia, my girlfriend at the time, and we met up with Jeff. He brought along a woman named Cassie. They had met at the training program a few days earlier. Read more »

My side of the story, fucking Mia in a hotel room while her moms in the room [FF] [long]

This is the first time I’ve written a story like this. A former partner recently and randomly reached out to me. She basically just wanted to have a threesome with me and my wife. While we are still noodling on that idea, she did also share she wrote about our encounters on here ([1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/63wjy3/sharing_a_hotel_with_mom_not_incest_ff_fm_long/?st=J17XYTTL&sh=164fc956) and [2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/641o0f/lizs_toy_chest_ff_bdsm_long/)) .

Reading it got me unbelievably horny. So horny that I made my wife….well another story ;). I’ve decided to write a companion piece of the night I met Mia. Her description of me physically is pretty accurate in her story.

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The show that night started around 8. Early so that cops hopefully wouldn’t get called. It was a hardcore show, so I didn’t dress up much. Usually it’s just dudes and the occasional butch. But I had fucked just about all the lesbos in the local scene by that point. Decided to wear just a gray tight tank and tight black jeans with lacy black boyshort panties Read more »