Tag: G-spot

Welcome Home. [MF][oral]

*As far as travel days go, this one hasn’t been too bad,* I reflected as I waited for my baggage at the carousel. Nice, short flights, reasonable layovers, no running anywhere. And, at the end of it all, I get to see my wonderful husband. I bit my lip thinking about him. We’ve been apart for three weeks and I simply *could not wait* to pounce on him as soon as we got home.

*Thump thump* went the luggage, down onto the belt, and I spotted mine, snagged it, and headed out into the chilly, slightly damp night to meet my husband. He had parked all the way at the end of the arrivals pickup area, and I grinned broadly when he stepped out of the driver’s side door. *He really is the complete package,* I thought to myself. Tall, handsome, hair that would make a Disney prince green with envy. Manual labor had given him some truly fabulous muscles, especially on his arms, shoulders, and back.

We met near the trunk of the car and kissed, hot passion flaring up in my body. It had been *way* too long. He pulled back and grinned at me mischievously. “Let’s get you home,” he said, with a twinkle in his eye. Read more »

my first time with another women [ff]

My junior year boyfriend and I broke up and I took it personally. I really thought he was a good one but I was wrong. My roommate helped me deal with it.

It was November of junior year and we’d been living together a few months by now and Sam and I had great fun at college got drunk a lot went to a lot of parties and ended up talking about sexual experiences more often than not. She didn’t have a boyfriend and was forever bringing guys back to the apartment. I didn’t mind we had an agreement I never really thought about it anymore but hearing her and the mystery guys going at it always turned me on. I’d find myself lying in bed and all I can hear is her and the mystery man in the room next door pleasuring each other, I found this oddly on turning but always hid how I felt as I had a boyfriend. Read more »

Wanna come? (Long) [MM], [MF], [Group]

My phone beeped, and a message popped up:

“What are you doing next Saturday?”

“Nothing… what did you have in mind?”

“Aiden and Gabe are having a party at their place, they’re asking about you. Wanna come?”

I grinned. Aiden and Gabe are two of my sweetest, tallest, gayest friends. They have a beautiful house out in the mountains, and are utterly infatuated with me.

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One night out, a little while ago, Gabe approached me while I was waiting at the bar.

“Hey, CuddlyCurious,” he slurred, accusatorily. “You’re such a cock-tease, you know that?”

For reference—Gabe is 6’5, with big hands, cheeky eyes, and a soft, fuzzy beard. His voice is deep and sonorous; when we first met, I called him Chewbacca, and leaned up against him, Han Solo-style.

I grinned, and batted my eyelashes at him as sweetly as I could manage in my slightly inebriated state.

“I am?”, I pouted. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realise… I hope that isn’t a problem?”

As if on cue, the bartender handed me my beer. I bought the bottle to my mouth and, looking him directly in the eyes, ran the tip of my tongue around the lip. Read more »

I [M] hooked up with a [F] neighbor over a balcony conversation

I travel a lot for work. Last year I ended up in Arizona for several months. Since I’m independent, I don’t stay in corporate-rate hotels. Air BnB’s or short term furnished rentals seem to be the cheapest way to stay somewhere without actually living there. I also travel as light as I can, except for my gear and an old Martin acoustic I bring to practice on. I can hop from a Holiday Inn to an AirBnB to an RV at a camp site in 3 days time and not be bothered by it.

In Flagstaff, a sympathetic firefighter/owner saw me booking multiple dates at two of his properties and messaged me about it. We talked, worked out a deal for two months at the town home he used to live in that was in the process of being converted to a rental. If I didn’t mind some workers there during the day, I’d be able to stay for two months at a great rate. Win for both of us. Read more »

[MF] I talked a big game to another Redditor… and somehow backed it up!

This story was posted previously on here on my old account, which has since been compromised and deleted.

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**NON-PORN BACKSTORY**

This happened a couple of years ago. My long-term then-partner and I decided to open our relationship for various reasons, but due my heavy workload I had not attempted to find anyone. A few months ago, I decided to change that. I took some of my stockpiled days off and, after enjoying myself for a few days, began to try and find something.

So I did what any sensible person would do when trying to spend some time away from a computer: I went to Reddit.

I came across one post that caught my eye. It was made by a woman close to my age who was going through a somewhat-similar situation. Like me, she had nerdish interests and was looking for something casual with a side of intelligent conversation. I sent her a message, she sent one back, and we hit it off instantly.

(The fact that she had also posted some pics on some of the gonewild subs didn’t hurt my interest.) Read more »

Satiated [Teacher/Student, age gap, sexual tension] | Part Twelve

The birds were chirping when Nick woke to the sound of his son coo-ing, and the pervasive emptiness of the mattress beside him. The man blinked his eyes open, squinting blearily at the alarm clock. It was 8am, a Saturday, so he didn’t have to go to work, But where was his wife?

The man scratched at his cheek through his now full blonde beard as he released a loud yawn. From the foot of the bed, in his crib, Noah kicked his legs and babbled gleefully. Instantly, a smile overtook Nick’s face, the warmth of parental adoration flooding through him. “Good morning to you, too, buddy.” Nick looked around the room, tilted his head to peak through the door of the bathroom. No Sarah. He shuffled out of bed and scooped his baby boy into his arms, rubbing soothing circles into the infant’s back as he wandered out of their bedroom and through the rest of the house. Sarah had been gracious enough to allow him to sleep in the bed again when Noah was born, mostly so she could nudge him to get up every time Noah cried throughout the night. Not once had she woken up to feed or change him. But Nick was used to her self-concern, and took care of his son without resentfulness. Today, however, as he realized Sarah wasn’t in the house, he felt genuine anger well up inside of him. Read more »

Married professor [fantasy] [tease] [domination] [submission] [brat] [rough]

I’ve always found older men attractive, despite my friends giving me weird looks when I call 55-year-old men sexy. Though, none have truly gotten to me the way my current editing professor has. I find myself daydreaming about all the compromising situations I could get into with him more often than I should. He’s looks to be about 54, he has a goatee and salt and pepper hair. For an older man, he is quite in shape and gives off a very dominant aura which I love to incorporate in my fantasies. Furthermore, he is a married man. Now, I would never do anything in real life but being a seductive little slut gets me hot so that only serves to increase his allure to me. Anyways here’s one of my fantasies: (names have been changed to protect the innocent, and not so innocent.)

I walk into class on a typical Friday, ready to leave as soon as I set down my things as per usual. I’m early by about 10 minutes, it’s just me and my desk partner Steven. He and I lived on the same floor freshman year and get along despite butting heads in class (I don’t always agree with him but I respect a guy who can have intelligent debates). He’s a nerdy kid, the kind you think of when you think forty-year-old virgin and I’ll admit it’s fun to wear suggestive outfits to class and watch his eyes bug out. Read more »

How I ended up in bed [F]ooling around with [M]y friend’s dad! Part 2 (At Long Last)

Hey everyone, long time no see. It’s me, Suzie. You may remember me[ posting this thread ages ago about me fucking my friend’s dad](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cvvrd8/how_i_ended_up_in_bed_fooling_around_with_my/). I got an overwhelming and extremely positive feedback, and then my depression hit me like a 6 ton anchor and I wrote half of this, but lost the motivation to keep going and sort of retreated into myself. Anyway! I’m back now with a brand new banger, or at the very least, the sequel to the last story! The second time me and my friend’s dad smashed!

To re/answer a few questions from last time: No, my friend never found out. We were friends for a long while by this point, though at this point in our friendship and the distance that college created, our relationship had waned to some degree, though in the past 3-4 years we’ve actually reconnected and are very good friends now. I also only ever fucked her dad during that summer; afterwards, I left town and I never moved back, so I haven’t seen him since. Again also; this took place in America, and yes, he was married, though their marriage had a lot of tension and was not necessarily healthy one. And as always, I’m down to chat or talk to people about this stuff if anyone’s interested! Read more »

Riding You On a Special Night [FM] [Str8]

It’s been a long day, but we had a good night together. The evening was romantic, dinner was nice. Now going home would be even nicer.

I’m dressed in a wine red, silk dress that goes down to my ankles, fashioned with a slit on the left side up to my hip that shows off my thigh, paired with nice heels and a choker. What I have underneath is the surprise I have in store for you.

I gaze over at you lovingly as you sit down on the couch and motion for me to come over to your lap. Almost immediately I heed your words and straddle on top of you, beaming.

There’s a comfortable silence for a little while, before I utter a “Hey.”

You smile back at me and kiss me deeply for a moment before pulling away. “Hey, love.”

A few seconds later we press our lips against each other and don’t pull away, allowing our tongues to dance together. Your hands are exploring all over my body until finally you find the straps of my dress, slipping your fingers beneath them to slowly lift them up and slide it down my forearms. Read more »