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How I Lost My Wife to Grindr PT2

So, I end up sleeping on the couch all night. There’s no way I’m gonna be in the bedroom listening to my wife get off talking to Bradley, thinking of him, rewatching their video. And, I really have nothing to say to her.

The truth is, I’m hurting. But I hide it because I can’t handle that right now. The morning comes, and there are kids to feed and push out the door to school. I have to get ready for work too.

Normally, my wife is up and at em, running around fixing my lunch and taking care of the kids. Today, she just lays in bed.

I don’t know how to deal with her, what to say. So, I get myself together and head out. Not a word spoken between us. No goodbye kiss.

I’m broken inside, alone and hurting, not knowing how this could have happened. She found my messages, but I straight up told her I never cheated. Never actually cheated. And now she’s doing far worse to me. Read more »

Behind the Mask, Chapter 9 [fm] [Incest] [Cousin/Cousin]

[Chapter 8](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p3s5lj/behind_the_mask_chapter_8_fm_incest_cousincousin/)

I broke away from August, panting hard and staring wide-eyed at him. I collected myself in an instant, turning away from him to go sit at my desk, crossing my arms in front of myself. He stayed where he was. He seemed to have an acute awareness of giving me space when I needed it.

“I hate this,” I murmured.

“Doesn’t seem like you do,” he said dryly.

“No, I mean…” I looked away, opting instead to study my unlit computer monitor. The black uniformity was helping me gather my thoughts, though it was still competing against a maelstrom of emotions.

“You don’t like losing control,” he guessed. I didn’t respond. It probably wasn’t a difficult conclusion to draw. He went on, “Losing control plunges you into the unknown. You’re too used to being the master of your domain, and now here come two characters disrupting your life. And the unknown terrifies you.”

“Terrifies’ is a strong word,” I remarked, my indignation causing me to meet his gaze again. “I’m not some timid lamb awaiting slaughter.”

“You’re the wolf?” he said with a grin.

“I’m the hunter.” Read more »

A Dish Best Served Hot [Solo Mast] Part 3

After the last part, I decided to start cutting each chapter in half.

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The drive back to the park was filled with talks. About how Raissa’s life as an entrepreneur started and how Victor’s many crazy nights working as a nurse. It was filled with laughter and giggles, and his speedometer never went past 65 mph in the highway. He didn’t want this little piece of heaven to stop.

“I have already started talking to my lawyer, I should have the papers ready by next week,” Raissa said as she touched Victor’s shoulder.

“Raissa, I gotta admit your plan is a little fucked up,” Victor said as he tried not to laugh. “It’s a little crazy if I’m being honest.”

“Crazy, yes, but I have had enough of cheating men stomping my heart,” Raissa replied as she felt him pull away from her a little.

Victor considered it as he drove, but ultimately he decided to go along with her plan. “I’ll ask a friend to find out where they stay.”

“Thank you, Victor.” Read more »

How I lost my wife to Grindr [cuckold]

******Do not read this story if you hate cuckold stories or are easily triggered by them. I personally, do not care for them, but this was a fan request and probably about as close to a real cuckold story as I’m going to get. Unless there’s a huge demand for a sequel, I don’t know if I have it in me to write the next part. But, perhaps there are some who will enjoy this kind of story. To you all, I did the best I could.********

I come home from work angry, tense, pent up. It’s been a hard day at the office. I’m frustrated and just want to zone out. I pass through the living room. My boys stop me momentarily.

“Hi, Dad!” They hug me, return to their tablets. Their mom is in the kitchen, probably finishing up dinner by the smell of it.

I head to the bedroom, untucking my business shirt, undoing my belt and yanking it free from the loops of my khakis. I kick off my shoes, peel off my socks, plop down on the bed. Read more »

Forbidden Desires-Part 1

Note: this is my first time attempting publishing erotica on Reddit. Please let me know what you think and give feedback. Hopefully I got all the grammer and spelling current.

It’s Saturday and it’s another morning of waking up alone in bed to my alarm. I thought Jake was the one after three dates, that we were finally going to fuck after a night at the local gay bar Gossip. But it turns out he just likes to date and fuck other people that aren’t me, his date. I look at my phone and just like I expect, no texts from him.

It’s no surprise, he’s probably still balls deep in the other guy he took home instead of me. I go into my contacts, block and delete his number. Head games are never fun and never again after Chase and his fuckboi games.

I, Alonso Martinez, am worth more than a Chase or Jake. More than nights that begin together and end with being alone. Read more »

[MOD POST] September 2021 Contest

The r/gonewildstories monthly contest will highlight a specific theme for each month. Users can submit their posts for the contest, by tagging it with a special monthly Post Flair. The contest is open for the first 3 weeks of the month. At the end of the 3 weeks, whichever story has the most karma, wins. Contest winners will get a special flair, celebrating their win. And the winning story will be stickied on the top of the Sub for the last week.

All of the Reddit and Sub rules will still apply for the contest. The Mod Team will enforce them, regardless of how well the post is trending.

Current Winner: August 2021 Theme: Hotel: u/Ahhhhvocado’s [UPDATE: I fucked the MAGA girl in a Trump Hotel, and frankly, I feel like I’ve reached the pinnacle (Pt 3) [MF]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/p7ebqx/update_i_fucked_the_maga_girl_in_a_trump_hotel/)

September 2021 Theme: One Night Stand

Maybe it was a Tinder date, or a Reddit date. Or just a night out. One night stands can be fun, unencumbered and thrilling. Share your One Night Stand story with the sub! Read more »

I regualry get blowjobs fro[m] men who identifiy as straight in a conservative muslim country (bangladesh)

In Bangladesh, you cannot really bring girls to your house to have sex before marriage. If you are caught, there is a big possibility you will get beaten to death by taliban like men (your neighbors, your family). So to release my sexual tension i posted on Twitter that i want blowjobs from men. Surprisingly i got a lot of response. I get blowjobs both from men who identify as straight and from those who identify as gay. The straight guys who are sucking my dick, do so because that’s the closest they will come to sex until their parents find a girl for them (arranged marriage).

Moonlighting [F/M] [long]

Being alone at the work station gave me plenty of time to think. Sometimes it was wondering why I was working 45 hour weeks for shit pay, other times I thought about taking up fly fishing or something. Sometimes I thought about nothing at all to the point where I wasn’t sure if I was still conscious while the specimen fridge buzzed in the background.

Today though, I was thinking about how long it had been since I got laid. Or even got myself off for that matter; had it really been a month since I last came?? Fuck. I stretched my tan legs under my desk. Living in a coed bunkhouse with 4 dudes I barely knew made lots of things difficult, masturbating not the least of them. There’s no way they wouldn’t be able to hear me; even if I was quiet, the shitty old bed would not be. Embarrassing.

I’d driven to a couple worksites with one of my coworkers, Mark, and he seemed pretty cool. Basic interests of a 20-something Midwest guy fresh out of college. Video games, going to the lake on his days off, bouldering, eating my fucking gourmet pickled green beans out of the fridge. All in all someone I would consider a friend if I spent more than 35 minutes a day with them outside of work. Read more »

Cafe Dulce

Fuck, he was hot, I though to myself as I put together another drink for the customers. “Tall, no whip, latter with cinnamon.” I called out. I handed the drink to a blonde that had went through way too much trouble putting her outfit together just to grab coffee. It was the guy right behind her that I was more focused on. Unfortunately, he was eyeing the blonde’s tight ass in her skinny jeans.

“Thanks,” she said. She had a nice smile, and seemed friendly enough.

“Have a good day,” I said reflexively.

“Thanks, you too.” She said. That surprised me, and I watched her practically float to a seat at a table with another guy. Her boyfriend, or friend maybe. She seemed way too hot for him, but I just shrugged.

“What can I get for you?” I said to the hot guy. Maybe a fit, overworked brunette with nice tits? I mentally offered myself up to him.

“Large coffee. Black.” He said. I nodded, letting my eyes linger over him for a few extra seconds. He was tall, dark hair, chiseled jaw and strikingly gray eyes. He definitely worked out, and even for a late Sunday morning, he had on slacks and a polo shirt that showed off his chiseled body and broad shoulders. Read more »