The International [MF] [MDOM] [ORAL]

I’m wearing my best suit – midnight blue, tailor made, perfect. I adjust my cufflinks as I survey the bar of the International hotel. It’s the kind of bar where buying more than one drink necessitates a meeting with a Financial Advisor – expensive-looking drinks, expensive-looking decor, and expensive-looking people. She must be one of them.
I’ve never actually met her before. Just pictures. But oh, what pictures. We’ve been speaking for months. Well, messaging. As these things are prone to do, they began to escalate until one day I got a message saying: ‘I’m in your city on business. I’ll be at the bar of the International hotel at 9PM. Don’t let me down ;) “

And there’s one woman in the bar who stands out, not just from the rest of the patrons but from the world itself. She looks amazing in a sexy. figure-hugging dress and I can see the outlines of her curves as I approach her from behind and put my hands around her waist. I whisper in her ear, close enough that she can feel my breath on her neck as if I was kissing it.

‘Which room’s yours?’

This one time, at summer camp… [MF] (as staff members) Part 2

[Part 1!](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6pcy2u/this_one_time_at_summer_camp_mf_as_staff_members/
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Sorry about the delay, life got in the way, but I’m back with Part 2.

This story occurs two nights after we first kissed.
The way the camp operated, lights out for kids/their chaperones required all of the kids and chaperones to stay in their campsites. A couple hours later was lights out for staff. We were supposed to stay inside after that time.

Lauren and I had been ignoring that, because we didn’t have much free time before lights out. I was second in command as far as the camp staff goes, so I could pretty much do whatever I wanted as long as I avoided waking people up. Lauren had to sneak past one of her roommates, but the other didn’t care. Thankfully the one that did care would go to sleep very early so Lauren just had to make sure she was quiet when she was leaving and getting back.

So yeah. The only noises we heard on our walks were the ones we made and the noises of nature. It was very relaxing. Because we were in the middle of nowhere, the sky was beautiful.

[MF] The first of many times with my unicorn

I’ve been subscribed to gonewildstories for quite a while now but have only recently become inspired to contribute. I’ll start off by saying I’m no writer by any stretch of the imagination so if my writing leaves something to be desired, that’s why. I’ve been known to be long-winded but I’ll try to keep it as short as I can. Since it’s not just your average hook-up story, there’s a bit of buildup and backstory that is kind of required to do the whole encounter justice though. This is the story of the first time I had sex with the woman of my dreams, my unicorn if you will.

She’s not my unicorn because she’s stunningly beautiful. Not that I don’t think she’s absolutely gorgeous but that’s not why I call her my unicorn. She’s my unicorn because I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that I’ll never find another woman quite like her. There’s something about her presence that just does something to me in both a sexual and non-sexual context. We just *fit* together and everything just feels right when I’m with her. Anyway, I’ll mark the section where the actual sex begins for those of you who want to jump right into the action. Without further ado…

[MF] Catching up

We were young teenagers, with hormones raging. Katrina was a cute, but shy brunette that helped out with the track team. I was the all-state distance runner, with the runner’s build. We would fool around from time to time, but nothing much developed from it, as we were young and foolish. She was just too damn cute, so I would never last very long with her. I was too naïve, young, and selfish to know how to go about pleasing her. Once, when she was giving me head, I grabbed her and began to face fuck her. I held her head in place while I spilled my load down her throat…this would come in to play later.

The times that [M]y wi[F]e and I were on ‘whatever happens’ mode, were some of the best times we’ve had sex, ever. [AMA]

So, my lady and I have a great sex life. It could be better, and I’m opened to ideas from ANYONE. We have never watched porn together, and don’t believe you need that in order to have a good time in bed. There were recently some times that we had some of the best sex with each other; these times were when I just returned home after two weeks away. We NEVER wear protection of any sort with each other, so I always have to pull out, which I don’t mind. Even though cumming inside a woman is far better, pulling out is also fun as well. I mean think about it; there’s a bit of suspense while you’re trying to get as close as you can to cumming, and then you realize that you’re over the edge. You’re instinct is to thrust inside of her immediately and let her pussy pump everything you’ve got. But that’s where it gets kind of fun. Instead, you get close and get yourself over the edge, and suddenly you’re pulling yourself out just in time to cum on your woman’s stomach, back, tits, or face depending on where she happens to be and how hard you cum. There’s a thrill in that. Beat the clock per se. Sometimes I’ll wait until the first shot is literally coming out of me and I’ll be pulling out at the same time, and I explode on the very pussy that got me there. Even as a type this, I’m extremely aroused, and eager to get done finishing this story so that I may enjoy myself. Back to the “some of the best sex”.;

[MF] Backpacking through Asia and Hardfucking the girl of my dreams

[slight trigger warning: this story contains light slapping, choking, and spanking. If you’re into that, like I am… holla! But if you’re not, i’ll offset those parts with a ***** so you can skip past it or skip to it. whatever floats your boat]

The summer after I finished law school, I decided to buy a little yamaha motorcycle in Indonesia, embark from Jakarta and take 4 months to ride it to Sumba (where my Indophiles at?). Since I didn’t start my job until January, I felt rather than feverishly studying for the bar with all my fellow striving future barristers, my time would be better spent looking for surf spots, drinking some bintang, and working on (in retrospect) really, really, I mean fucking really, bad poetry. I packed a duffel, got a hold of some austrian dude who had a bike for sale in jakarta, and headed over.

[MF] Finally knitting class leads to me getting laid!

Hello, here to share my story. Weeks in the making!

I’m 27M, tall and lanky, blonde hair, blue eyes, somewhat socially literate but pretty shy and dorky. A few ex girlfriends but having trouble meeting people since I left college. Tried online dating with little or no luck. Someone on Reddit (jokingly?) said you can “slay pussy” at a knitting class so I decide to try it! $50 on knitting supplies at Michaels and $80 for a 12 week knitting class (of all experience levels) at a local tech college. Here we go!

I show up for my first class, early. Hoping it’s filled with manic skinny redhead girls who love knitting and are ready to throw themselves at me. The instructor is an old woman. Everybody filling in is an old woman. The classroom is like 70% women in their 50-70s. One other guy, an older man with grey hair. I’ve made a terrible mistake.

One eligible woman walks in. She’s a brunette, short, a little heavy, very cute face, maybe in her late 20s, and a massive chest. She walks in and makes eye contact with me. I eye beg her to sit next to me. Instead she sits in the back. Crap.

Making the most of a tryst. (Part 1) [MF]

The Set Up

 

Coming up on a year ago, my friends and I got tickets to a massive country music festival in the middle of nowhere. It would be a three day partying shit show that happened to have some big name artists playing in the evenings at the heart of the location. Our plan was to tent camp along with ten thousand other festival goers in the summer sun. We made our plans and packed our supplies and away we went. We got in around midnight the night before the festivities began and set up camp by lights of our cars and began some drinking games.

 

My Wingman Has Great Boobs [MF] [F] [swinging]

(Yes, it’s long. But good stories often are. All * names have been changed to protect people’s anonymity. Skip to the *** if you don’t want backstory, but you’ll miss the context. And there’s more than one round of sexytimes involved.)

So let me tell you about Candy*.

She’s fucking hot.

Okay, a little more? Candy is about 5’10”. She’s done a lot of modeling, including some nude modeling. Early 30s. (A few years younger than me.) She’s got amazing long legs, perfect and sexy from a decade plus of dance. She’s thin, gorgeous, a mix of ethnic background that makes her turn heads even in a t-shirt and denim shorts and no makeup, a +3 ass of perfection, and beautiful 34-B boobs that don’t need a bra.

So, to sum up, Candy makes guys drool.

She’s also my best friend. And my wingman.

And make no mistake, I am not oblivious to how sexy my best friend is, but from the moment we met we’ve just bonded as friends. She can totally be just one of the guys. She can fart and burp with the best of us. She’ll point out the hot server at Friday’s to me in case I missed her.

Outdoor surprise on a first date [fm]

*I’ve never really written any erotic stories but recently a friend requested I write down some of my experiences to share. I’m not a writer either, so forgive the fact that I have no idea what I am doing. Enjoy!*

    First dates are often a toss up. You never really know how things will go. Occasionally someone really surprises you. After a few hours of chatting, he seemed nice enough. Cute, kind, decent conversation. After we cashed out, he asked if I’d like to take a walk. It was a cool, clear night and the stars were out. It wasn’t long into our walk before he grabs my hand and whispers in my ear, “follow me.” I trail behind and we wander into the field. He stops and pulls me in close. His lips on mine as we push into each other. Our mouths part and our tongues entwine. He pushes his body further into me, moving me back against the tree. This calm guy has sure taken a turn. I’m pinned between his hardening cock and the tree as his hands begin to explore my body. His lips trail down my neck. Feeling their soft warmth getting closer to my chest. I push back against him, wishing our clothes weren’t in the way. His mouth reaches the top of my breast and his hand slides up to meet it. Slipping his fingers around the neck of my shirt and sliding the fabric down. The anticipation and cool air leave my exposed nipples aching to be touched. His lips trail down my breast and lightly brush against them. I moan as he takes my nipple into his mouth. Sucking me in further as his warm, wet tongue circles my nipple. Tingling spreads from my pussy as I feel my wetness begging. I want him inside me. I press my hips further into him. Grinding against his hard cock.