Babysitting an older woman [FxF]

In my mind, being a teacher had always been a dream ever since I was a little child. The knowledge, mastery and collected attitude of my tutors had heavily impressed me back then. Even the lack of care and passion from high school teachers hadn’t been able to scratch my determination. And after many long and painful years, I had finally made it to my dream.

However it hadn’t been as pink as I had hoped. Teaching children sure was fun and very gratifying, at least for me, but it really took its toll on me. When I would return home, I’d be way too exhausted to do anything other than eat, watch TV or sleep. The social butterfly I had been back in my teenage years was gone. Now I was what they called a responsible adult. And to think I had promised myself to avoid this path as much as I could. But when you have to raise a baby on your own, it surely changes your views on life. I was not complaining about it though, Camilla was a total sweetheart and I certainly didn’t regret adopting her a year ago. With my busy schedule and the effect it had on me, the need for a babysitter had grown considerably.

I fucked my gf on a church bus [FM]

When I was 18, between my senior year of high school and heading off to college, my girlfriend at the time convinced me to go on a church trip with her youth group. I had been with her to her church a couple of times, but I was more interested in heading out of town with her for a week – even if it meant going with a number of other people. At the time, I was about 5’11, short brown hair, skinny to average build, and was kind of the musician type.

A little bit about my girlfriend Laura: she was 18 as well, about 5’4, short brown hair, a cute face, and an incredible rack. She was fairly pale, but the best thing about her was that she was constantly horny. We had only been dating a few weeks before the trip, but we had fucked multiple times already – pretty much every time we were together. She was always wet, and loved for me to feel just how soaked her panties could get at a moment’s notice.

[FM] Hot summer Tokyo night fling with a stranger

100% True.

This happened last summer. I was in Tokyo on a trip that was meant to combine work and leisure, but my travel buddy got the dates wrong and wasn’t going to show up for several days.

The first night I flew in, I was still freshly disappointed from the mixup, and on top of that had a deadline to hit. So I checked into my tiny airbnb and then hit a cafe and cranked my work report out over the course of several hours. I finally finished up too late for the restaurant I had in mind, or any of the exploring I’d imagined doing. I went back to my room and thought about going to sleep. But then I shook that off. I was determined to have some fun after the lackluster day. I decided to go out to a bar and just get a drink or two. Who cares if I was by myself?

I fixed up my hair and put on a little black dress and a suede jacket, and headed out. I was staying in Shinjuku, which famously has a little block that has the most micro bars per square foot of anywhere in the world, called Golden Gai. I was nervous as I walked out the door, but a little excited once I felt the energy of the neon lights and pulsing city and the possibilities of the night.

Jerkins Sexual Hospital [Mf, Ff, MFf]

*I highly suggest you read the opening to the story, as it establishes a lot of important visuals, and helps the story to make a tiny bit of sense(which I think is important in a fantasy). If, however, you wish to skip straight to the action, scroll to the line with the big, bold beep.*

It was 8 o’clock on a Monday morning, and Claire Reed was getting ready for her first day at the hospital. She had done a few training modules on the hospital computers, but this was her first real day on the job. Wrapped in a towel from her morning shower, she took a moment to admire her new name tag.

“Nurse Reed,” she read aloud. In smaller text below was her full title, ‘Clarence Reed, RN.’ She had dreaded being called by her full first name here, as she always thought it sounded pretentious, but everyone here went by their last name. The two letters following her name made her nervous. *RN* Claire wasn’t a real nurse. She had never finished her nursing degree, but she knew enough. She figured she would be able to bs her way through the interview process of a place that calls itself a “sexual hospital” as long as she was really hot. She was.

[MF] The teacher who solidified my big boob fascination

I have quite a few stories from my youth that would be worth telling, but I’ll start with an event that firmly shaped my desire for thicker, curvy women. I apologize that this won’t have any proper sex in it, but it does contain sexy situations.

When I was a freshman in high school I had a science teacher who was known throughout the school for having an absolutely massive chest. She wasn’t petite and busty by any stretch of the imagination, but nor was she particularly large. I’d certainly classify her as a BBW, but she’d be right at home on a subreddit like gonewildcurvy.

She always wore this dark red lipstick and even though she generally fully covered her chest, her breasts were so prominent that there was no *real* way to hold them back from public view. As a straight boy going through puberty at that time it made for an interesting class. Let’s just say I exited every day with my books held in front of my crotch like a real smooth operator.

Club Ruin…The beginning [MF][long]

People often ask me how I came to own this place, a shrug and a chuckle is my usual reply. You see I don’t really remember. Scotch and cards probably had something to do with it. I just woke up one morning with the keys to club Ruin in my pocket.

It’s a, off the beaten path kind of place, blank industrial facade, it’s grey face covered in grime from all the commuters that slide past everyday in a hurry to make it through the rat race. One lone door stands sentry, next to a sign announcing my business.

I was not impressed, when I pulled my car up in the middle of the day. I had been hoping for glitz and glamour. A place where twenty-something’s spent their time and money searching for a night of ecstasy.This was not that place. No one would willingly want this place. Probably why it was now mine. I rubbed my forehead, trying to erase the sharpie word SUCKER that must have been put there last night.

Seduced by the neighbor lady… [MF]

Back when I was 19 (maybe still technically 18), I learned that a few guys from high school had an apartment together and were looking for another roommate to cut costs. It seemed great since it was a 4 bedroom apartment, there would be 5 other guys. It was practically a community college version of a frat house. Some of the roommates played in their shitty garage band in the kitchen. We would have people over all the time, usually gullible girls who thought the band was talented. It was during one of these drunken parties that we received a guest.

We hear some furious knocking and a women’s voice yelling. The overcrowded apartment paused as practically everyone stopped what they were doing. I look around as the woman knocked on the door some more and I could make out some of the words. Mostly complaining about the noise, but she was now the only one making noise at this point.

[Mf] Better Living Through Chemistry (pseudo-incest, dub-con, sleep play, age play)

It’s not my fault.

There’s just so much a man can resist. Only so much he can take before the pretense of civility shatters and a man is just a lusting beast.

I may not be the kind of guys you’d imagine to be over powered by physical needs. I work in the tech industry. I’m 41. I keep in decent shape but I’m not the kind of guy girls dream about at night. I’ve got a decent sense of humor and I’m pretty damn bright, but girls seem to want frat/jock assholes and I’ve never crushed a beer can on my forehead or raped a girl…

Fuck, that’s no longer true, is it?

I married Jen six years ago. I adore her and her daughter, Sheila. Jen’s my best friend and she was my best lover. Unfortunately she’s had some complications down there that have made sex painful for her. She still gives me handjobs and head, but we’re both busy with careers and a lot of the time I’m left to take care of business myself. It’s not so bad. I work remotely from home so it’s easy to throw on some porn and jack off during the day. Once Sheila’s out the door to school I have the house to myself until she gets back about 3.

[F] How this bitch got her groove back!

God, it’s been a while guys! Sorry, I got sidetracked by a man and didn’t have many lonely nights/mornings/lunch breaks to drunkenly hop into the Way-Back Machine and exercise some creative masturbation :p Won’t make that mistake for a while!

Anyway, we broke up in November. It came as quite a shock to me, so I coped the only way I know how: by drinking and fucking a lot. To get the gonewildstories-kinks out, I just wanted to give a shout out to some of the wonderful men who screwed me back into my right mind.

~The First~

The first Friday back in Singledom, I barely remember. But I do remember the Business Bro. Tall, toned arms, slick hair but a forgettable face. GREAT ass. I like to think he came at me pretty hard, but I think it was the other way around. He CAME hard, though — twice that night/early morning. The Whiskey Dick was treating him well and he plowed me into sweet oblivion. 6/10.

~Stuffed Like a Turkey~

[Group] One girl, four guys, and a deck of cards… [Exhibition]

I am always the first person at any party to suggest strip poker. Maybe this makes me a huge slut simply by rule. I don’t care. I will always be excited at the thought of taking my clothes off in public, especially when I know that everyone watching will enjoy it, too. I’m a 22 year old, slim figured woman with dark hair and perky breasts. So really, what’s the harm in a little fun, showing off what I’ve got?

What’s really disappointing, though, is how often people say no. Usually, it’s my female friends; I’ve never had a single one be okay with the idea, no matter how much they’ve drunk or how much I beg with them to start a game. So I’m often forced to stay fully clothed, sulking over what could have been a very interesting night.

This night, though, was different.

I’m at a New Years party. My boyfriend, Aaron, is sitting behind me, drunk as a skunk on the couch. His best friend / my on-again-off-again fuckbuddy, Jack, is equally buzzed beside me. My only female friend there, Jill, is passed out nearby on a futon. And her roommate and his best friend, Anthony and Jared, are both downing whisky on the other side of the room. All in all, a fairly suggestible crowd.