Tag: G-spot

Sex with my ex-boy(f)riend’s super religious (f)iancee

My deets: I’m 20, 5″7 and I mostly wear a size 2 or 4. My bust size is 32C and I have brown almost black shoulder length hair and brown eyes on a wide friendly face. If you wanna see a picture of my backside, check out my other story.

And if you want to skip the non sex parts, head down until you see the asterisks.

About two weeks ago, my Friday night was supposed to be a quiet one. My friend Mary was coming over to hang out and I was very excited to spend some time with her since she’s from out of town. See, my relationship with Mary is a little strange. Allow me to set the stage: towards the end of high school, I was dating this guy named Ron who was extremely attractive but also had strong Christian faith. He had pledged abstinence at his church but we ended up having sex a few times despite his pledge. He felt extremely guilty about this and a few days before he went away to some sort of Bible camp, we broke up. At that camp he met Mary. They connected instantly and has been going out ever since. Mary was from a different city but after high school Ron followed her to college and they actually got engaged about six months ago. Read more »

Pop That Pussy (From Kinky Tales Volume 1)

Pop That Pussy

It was the middle of August, and one of the hottest days of the summer. In fact, it was just too damn hot for clothes.

I had just gotten off of work and could not wait to get home and relax. On my way home, I had the air conditioner in my car on full blast. Looking out of the front windshield, I could see the hot waves moving through the air. It was steaming outside. The radio and news stations had been broadcasting a heat advisory all day and had deemed the outside conditions to be unsafe for babies and the elderly. Hell, they should have said all human beings because I swear I saw the Devil himself and almost passed out on several occasions.

I stopped at the grocery store to pick up a bag of ice and a bottle of red wine to help me relax and wind down tonight before bedtime. The stores were crowded, and everyone was stocking up on bottled water by the cases. I always kept bottled water at home and in the trunk of my car in case of emergencies, so I was good to go.
As I pulled up to my condo, I pressed the button to open the garage door. Normally I would park in the driveway because I would just run in, change my clothes, and head straight for the gym. But today I parked in the garage; there was no way I was going back out in that heat. Read more »

Post Wine Tour Threesome [MFF]

So this past weekend, something amazing happened and I’m just now getting a chance to write about it (thanks work!). With the 3 day weekend, a bunch of the Moms/Ladies in our neighborhood got together to organize a Wine Tour for the day on Sunday, knowing that they’d have Monday to recover. I had a bunch of things to do around the house and encouraged my wife, Kayla to go and make some friends, and I also got in touch with my parents to take the kids overnight so I could actually get some work done.

At about 10 am, the ladies all boarded the bus at the ringleader’s house about 1/2 mile away. It was super hot out, so most of the ladies had on casual clothes and even a couple had on like shorts and bikini tops so they could get some sun on the patios at the wineries on the trip. My wife wore a bikini top with a tanktop over it and a short skirt that she looked damn good in. I packed up the kids and dropped them off at my parents house and set about getting my projects done for the day. At about 8pm, I hadn’t heard from my wife and so I texted her a message asking where they were at. Read more »

[M/M] Married man expands his bi-sexual horizons by becoming a sub “sexual object” [Married] [Bi] [Cheating] [Sub] [CBT] [BDSM] [Teasing] [Orgasm Denial]

I’m on a “date” *with a guy*. Me, the kind of shy, almost wall-flower type guy who, although he knows he shouldn’t (heck, I’m married and all), has agreed to go on a “date” with a guy who obviously wants to “dominate” over me sexually… it’s the kind of scenario in which this other man knows somehow that deep down in this somewhat quiet, nervous guy (me) is the need to be fucked, and fucked well, and if he plays his cards right, he can play off of this married-guy’s need/desire to feel like he’s being dominated and receiving sexual attention/pleasure.

This arranged meet-up and “date” is such that there we are having a drink, and yet underneath the table-cloth covered corner we are sitting at, the dominate man starts to make a move; he grabs my crotch to feel the goods hiding there, and I, I’m just turning beet red, but also not telling him not to do that either. He knows that as long as he is patient, and gentle (at least until I can “take it”), he’ll be fucking my tight married ass before the night is over… Read more »

(f)ucked one of (M)y best friend’s dad

I feel like my life is made up of me hurtling from questionable decision to questionable decision. This past Friday night was my most recent questionable decision.

About me, I’m 20, 5″7 and I mostly wear a size 2 or 4. My bust size is 32C and I have brown almost black shoulder length hair and brown eyes on a wide friendly face. I do pretty well with the guys. I was fairly popular in high school but I messed around too much and end up with no real prospects. While basically all of my friends went to college, I took a few classes at my local community college with the intent of going to a normal place after a year or two and worked a few different jobs. I didn’t even last a semester at the community college and I currently work at a Target about five miles from where I grew up (was too embarressed to work at the closest one). I’ve stubbornly kept my own place (well, with roommates) which is probably not the smartest decision ever when you are living paycheck to paycheck but I’d rather die than still be living with either of my parents. Read more »

A quickie ’bout a quickie (22F/18M)

I’m trying to get over some writer’s block… I miss y’all! So I thought it’d help to write up something quick and dirty.

We matched on Tinder. He had just gotten back into town for spring break. He’s way younger than I usually go for — which is to say he was younger than me. 18. A Freshman. I’m not even sure I fucked freshman when I was a freshman. But he was good in chat, tall and fit — a soccer player clearly putting his college athletic center to work. His hair was short and neat. His face was shadowed by uniform stubble. I’d say he was approaching dark and handsome, like he was preparing to say good-bye to his awkward teen years. I say “preparing to” because in person, it was clear that he still had a little growing up to do. He said he was of Persian-descent and had strict parents; growing up, he didn’t talk to girls that much. So it wasn’t a surprise when well into our first date the Friday he got into town, he put his v-card on the table.

And I happily took it. Read more »

I fucked my kid’s teacher, Part IV, this time with a special guest! (M/F/F)

Here’s part three, if you missed it. Has the other two parts linked also:
https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4dzus7/hooking_up_at_two_different_bars_with_my_kids/

It had been three weeks since I had seen Alison. I mentioned previously that due to suspicions that she was in a relationship, I had basically blown her off. She didn’t seemed too pleased with my lack of interest in fucking but I wasn’t interested in explaining myself since I hate confrontation.

The one thing I was worried about was that she’d leverage her position as my kid’s teacher in some negative way. Last Wednesday she texted me saying she wanted to come over and fuck. She snapchatted pictures of her masturbating with a dildo and said she wished it was my cock inside of her. I really wanted to acquiesce but made an excuse about having a date. “No problem,” came the reply. “We can make it a threesome!” Goddamn, Alison knew how to push buttons. I demurred and said no and received a devil emoji in reply.

The next afternoon, my ex called and said there was a problem at school. Immediately I was suspicious that Alison was up to something and I texted her, saying we shouldn’t put my kid in the middle of this. She claimed to not know what I was talking about and I said maybe we should meet did coffee. Read more »

Sex with the ex/ Princess Bride role-play

I’m still close with an ex, Megan. Last night, neither of us had anything going, so we met for dinner and a couple of drinks before going back to my house to watch a movie. Boring, right? We never got to the movie.

I went to the bathroom and came out to her stripped down on my couch, legs spread, fingers rubbing…

“Farm Boy, take off your shirt,” she commanded in a fake British accent. Seems a little Princess Bride role playing was going to happen.

“As you wish,” I replied before pulling my shirt off over my head.

“Farm Boy, remove your pants.”

“As you wish.”

“Farm Boy, stroke your cock and make it hard,” she demanded from her seated position. “As you wish,” I locked eyes with her and stroked my dong while she played with herself.
“Farm Boy, let me taste you.” “As you wish.” I stood in front of her, her mouth opened, and she took the tip into her lips. Her tongue gently twirled around my knob. She opened her mouth more and drew me in, sucking lightly, savoring me on her tastebuds. She stopped her oral performance after a few minutes, got up and turned around, kneeling on my couch, resting her chest on the back. Read more »

Lindsay and Kristen play truth or dare (another theatre kid adventure) [M22, F24, F24]

My GoneMild friend was kind enough to do another audio version of this story from Lindsay’s POV: https://soundgasm.net/u/Throway2016/Lindsay-and-Kristen-truth-or-dare-another-theatre-kid-adventure

She also was nice enough provide a sexy pic to put an image with the voice: https://imgur.com/a/r7nYN

Our sexy narrator also says that if we hit 500 upvotes she will let me post a thong pic!

A recurring theme in all of these stories is that they involve friends I knew from my high school theatre days. This particular story involves Lindsay who you might remember from my last post.

So in the first couple of years after high school ended there was this weird point in time where I feel like everyone started feeling nostalgic. We all had to head out into the real world and whenever you would run into someone you knew from school you felt like ten years had passed when it had only been two or three. It was just nice to see a friendly face.

Lindsay had been a senior in school when I was a sophomore and she worked in the stage crew of the theatre department. She had a driver’s license and she used to come pick me up and we’d drive around and hang out. We started hooking up occasionally after she graduated but eventually drifted apart. Read more »