For the last seven years I’ve taken one, extended trip annually. Alone and to a country I’ve never visited before. I don’t stay in resorts and I try to spend as much time as I can outside. I trek a lot. I go diving or fishing. It’s my way of doing what Melville’s Ishmael called “driving off the spleen.” I love technology, the internet, the comforts and care provided by modern science. And I have nothing but eyeroll for people who romanticize the past and pine for a world without modern dentistry or antibiotics while simultaneously carrying remote access to the sum total of acquired human knowledge in their hip pockets. Frankly, I feel very fortunate that my little flash-in-the-pan life happened to begin in the century and decade it that did. But sometimes it’s too saturated. Too loud. Too seasoned to taste. I feel like I have to shut it off for a while periodically to appreciate it while I’m in it. It’s probably also better for people who have to be around me on a regular basis. Since I started doing this, I yell less at traffic and less frequently contemplate violence when I see people delaying meals and interrupting other people’s work to Instagram a sandwich or a cocktail.
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OK. Here’s how I really lost my virginity. [MF]
Everyone mentioned below is 18 years old. You might want to read this [other post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l353zp/how_i_lost_my_virginity_in_a_car_with_5_other/) of mine before you read this one. And if you read the comments from that last post of mine and came here for the DDR, I promise the introduction below will not disappoint you.
I was moderately obsessed with Dance Dance Revolution for about 16 months in my late teens. Yes, it was a phase. No, I haven’t kept up with the game, it’s been at least 5 years since I’ve last played. This story starts in approximately month 14 of my obsession phase. I was fucking good at that game by this time. I could consistently score SDGs on my favorite songs on heavy mode. Anyone else who came around and put up scores like mine was always a total bar-raper. I was all about playing with some style. And I was starting to learn doubles mode too but hated how it was 2x as expensive.
[MOD POST] February 2021 Contest
The [r/gonewildstories](https://www.reddit.com/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:** **January 2021 Theme: New Year’s Resolution**
u/FayePhoenix2’s [Trying a vibrator for the first time… and think I [F] may have been overheard….](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kx3jtu/trying_a_vibrator_for_the_first_time_and_think_i/)
**February 2021 Theme: Walk of Shame**
The Walk of Shame, or rather the Stride of Pride, happens to the best of us. For some, it’s embarrassing. For others, it’s empowering. You’re a fish out of water, dressed completely inappropriately for the time of day. Club dress, high heels. Or perhaps a wrinkled suit and trousers. Share your Walk of Shame story and tell us all how you felt.
Young, Dumb, and (F)ull of both my Roo(MM)ates’ cum! (Part 2)
(Part 2 of 6 – A Cum Drenched Pussy)
I could still taste Paul in my mouth from our encounter just two hours ago. The three of us sat at the bar under our apartment and Ben tried to flag the bartender down. Paul was most certainly correct, Ben indeed was the “blonde take home to Mom” type. His strong jaw line, kind smile, and blonde gelled up hairdo spoke of class and cunning. He was not nearly as tall as Paul or as built, but Ben was probably 5’11 or 6’0 with a more slender frame.
“So how did you two meet?” I gestured at them quizatively as the two men towered over me on each side.
They both laughed simultaneously. “Well… we actually…” Ben began and stopped, “Paul why don’t you tell it… you’re better at it.”
Paul dove right into his bit. “So it goes like this, I was dating this girl named Katie, and wouldn’t you have guessed it, Ben was also dating this girl named Katie.”
I interrupted. “Uh huh, I can already tell where this is going. It’s the same Katie.”
The Zamboni Man [mf] [queer] [bi] [analingus] [romance]
Film: male and female both bi. Let’s call this zamboni driver ‘Rory’ and he is about to get his first bonus of 2021. He works part time as an artist and the other half is his secret peace. His zamboni. His ice and rink. Peace. Able to reflect on the day and life. He had a friend from a peer group. Both of them were always drawn to the other. Something invisible pulling them closer. They had been talking more and more and realizing their worlds have been interconnected for some time. She never knew how to skate. One weekend he promised to take her on the ice before he finished up his shift for the night. He said to her “you can even watch me on the zamboni”. She very excited. Saturday evening she came up to the rink. The space and rink was smaller and more intimate than she expected. It smelled like dust, cleaner, rubber, and stale cigarettes. She saw him in the ice and watched him work for a while. So serious and a hard worker. He turned the corner of the rink checking the ice for spots before he would go over it with the zamboni. Our eyes met and he looked up and smiled his big smile. We both wave quicker than politeness. He comes to the boards and opens the door. We greet and hug. Both excited and nervous wondering if the other is going to bail.
I ask if you could take me on the ice in our boots…just so she can get used to not friction. Maybe next time you can teach me to skate. You laugh and says “of course”. We go slowly on the ice. You letting me holding onto you. Your hands, your arms, your waist, your hips. We are laughing while trying not to slip or lose control. You guide my hips showing me how to glide and move my feet. Even under my coat you can feel my hips and the heat from my body. You like holding my hips. Your fingers grip on.
Overhead this cheesy pop song comes on and both of us burst out laughing and try to dance to it. We end up slipping and falling on our butts. We both can’t stop laughing for what seems to be minutes. We are listening to the song overhead laughing and reaching for eachother. Eventually we sigh on your backs. Our heads side by side looking up at the ceiling. Suddenly classical music comes on (rachmaninoff) and we both stop and stare at eachothers eyes. Like ‘plata quemada’ our hands search eachothers. Rubbing up and down lightly.
In that moment we both understood that we are one the same and this is it. We grab and slide side by side.
We passionately kiss and press into eachother as if we couldn’t get close enough. I cant hear anymore its blurring into my face and legs. I feel heat circulating. I feel your life circulating. My legs rolling over your hips. I get ontop of you. You don’t stop a blink. We ride and writhe. We have no shame. We have no inhibitions. We are energy.
How I ended up fucking my ex-girlfriends Mum [MF]
This could be a confessional as much as it is a GWS. I can’t justify any of the actions that take place in this story. I won’t even try. But what I will do is give the backstory for context.
When I was 24 I was flying high in my corporate job. I worked for a big global company who were the leaders in our market. It was an industry of dinosaurs and my advantage was being young and tech savvy in an ever changing world. I could teach the cast of Jurassic Park all the new tricks. Our closest (and fierce) competitor was a local company called the Morton Group, who started as a small family business several generations ago, and grew to become a huge player in the region.
Alice’s Poker Gangbang (Part 4) [3rd Person] [MFMMM] [Group] [Fiction]
Drew grabs her by the leather wrist cuffs, motioning for her to sit on the couch, to face everyone.
Drew turns to the three other men before him, “I think Miss Alice deserves to be rewarded now, am I right guys?”
Matt jumps in stepping forward, “I’ll give her a reward,” he says with a cocky snear.
“No. Not that.” Drew responds sternly. After a brief pause, “Not yet.”
“Fine,” grumbles Matt. “What do you have in mind? She has been,” he pauses, “A good girl.”
Clark grins, “I think she’s been a very good girl. I’m all for giving her a reward.” He says quite eagerly, enthralled by Alice’s body and willingness to submit.
Drew turns back to face Alice, whose wrists are still attached. “Well Alice, looks like they’re ready to please you. However. You may only cum when I say so, okay Alice?”
Alice protests, “But, Sir-”.
Drew quickly cuts her off, reassuring her concern. “I promise Alice, it’s a reward.” He taps on the seats of the couch. “Lie down for me, Alice?”
[M+F] [anal] [cruel] TAKE ME NOW – A fictional group sex story of force and submission.
**You can view full the illustrated version of TAKE ME NOW at** [https://eroticprose.com/](https://eroticprose.com/)
Kathy looked at the clock on the living room wall showed and saw that the time was 8:00 PM and her patience was near an end. She’d been waiting for her husband, Don to come home from work now for almost 2 hours. They’d been planning to go to a party that started at 8:00 and now they’d be late for sure. Kathy was going to give him a piece of her mind when he got home.
She was sure that he’d stopped to have a drink with some of his buddies, it was an old routine that she knew well even if she didn’t like it much.
Kathy stands 5’9″ inches tall and weighs 120 pounds. Her hair is long, silky, and naturally light blonde. She wears it parted down the middle. It’s a simple look, but with her perfect angel face, any styling is unnecessary. Her eyes are a sparkling deep blue and her skin is baby smooth without a blemish to be found. She sports a beautiful tan and keeps herself in shape with aerobics.
How I lost my virginity in a car with 5 other people. [MFF]
Everyone involved was 18 years old when this happened. It was our senior year of high school. I was enjoying a warm Saturday, it had been a full day of drinking cheap beer outdoors, smoking cigarettes, and of course smoking weed. I had fallen asleep for a couple hours in my friend Kevin’s basement. Woke up shortly after dusk and I went upstairs to raid his parents’ fridge. My buddy Jeff is there in the kitchen, more people had been around earlier but it was down to just us three now. I’m feeling good, still slightly buzzed and enjoying some deli turkey straight from the pouch, when Kevin bursts out laughing and I hear him say into his phone-
“Kailey said she will do what?”
A smile takes hold of my face. I think of Kailey’s thin frame, tiny waist, blonde hair, and sexy curves. She usually came to school in tight jeans or shorts that showed off her ample ass. On top she’d have on a little spaghetti strap that showed her belly button, and a push up underneath that made her tits pop. Kevin is just outside the kitchen, on the deck, smoking a cig, and continues into the phone-
Shagging my first older woman in a tent! [MF]
This is my first post of this kind but lately I’ve been feeling the need to post some of my exploits out there, so here goes! There’s a bit of back story before the sexy stuff so I’ll add a line if you want to scroll down. I’m 23 and she was 39.
Before Covid took hold and we still had some freedom I was at a canoe and kayak meet in Wales with a few of my friends. I’m 6”2, slim but athletic with curly brown hair that girls seem to love.
We arrived at the event on the Friday afternoon, setting up our tents in the predetermined spots and to our delight found that the people occupying the next spot over were a group of 6 quite attractive women, all aged between 25 and 40. As any group of young, horny idiots would do we got talking to them about the weekend event and swiftly invited them to share a beer with us. They gladly agreed, clearly willing to put up with our attempted flirting for a few free tins.