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[MF] Summer With A Friend Part 4

Before I start with Part 4, I’d like to say thank you to everyone that has read, commented, voted (good or bad) as I’ve post each part. I had no clue my sexual past would hit a cord with so many people. Its been shocking and appreciated. Thank you for reading and I hope this has been as enjoyable for you as it has been for me.

If you missed the first three parts you can find them here: [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ll6hvc/mf_summer_with_a_friend_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3), [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lluoqi/mf_summer_with_a_friend_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3), and [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lmwzzk/mf_summer_with_a_friend_part_3/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3).

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I left off in part 3 with the two of us talking. By the time she left for her place that night I was in a much better place. We’d talked, I’d had time to process and just the time together had helped me settle down.

I didn’t feel dirty anymore, but I didn’t feel wholly clean either. There was a part of me that wanted her all to myself. I knew that wasn’t going to happen and even if it was, I don’t think I could live with the consequences. Read more »

Cherry on Top, Chapter 7 [Mf] [Incest] [Father/Daughter]

[Chapter 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lifx7x/cherry_on_top_chapter_6_mf_incest_fatherdaughter/)

“You’re welcome.”

“Y’know, if you weren’t so patronizing all the time, I think I’d like you more,” I muttered. There was a pause over the phone, probably Lexi tittering to herself. I’d been around her enough that I could picture the impish grin on her face. “But… thank you.”

“My pleasure.”

“I’m starting to get the sense that it is.”

“Hmph. Sometimes I wonder what kind of person you think I am,” she grumbled.

“You’re the kind of person who’s willing to help a girl with seducing her…” I trailed off, not wanting to utter such sin so early in the day.

“Heh. Look at us. Just two girls gabbing about boys over the phone. I think this is the start of something beautiful,” she chuckled.

“Oh shut up. I’m still not sure about you like that,” I replied, though I couldn’t help but smile.

“Anyway. I heard good things about Providence.” Lexi’s tone was now all business. “You should go see it with your dad.”

“Any particular reason?”

“Draco’s a fantastic actor and you get a free idea for a date with your dad,” she answered simply. “Does there need to be anything beyond that?” Read more »

Sex Arcade Confessions [M] [F]

I [27M] took my wife [26F] to an “adult arcade” before we went to our friend’s house because we knew we wouldn’t have anywhere to fuck when we got there, plus we were teasing each other like crazy the entire ride down, she was rubbing my cock through my pants and I was teasing her clit under her dress, which was hiked up at the time, exposing her ass and her shaved pussy. Once we decided on going to an adult arcade (it’s like a booth that plays porn, typically for guys to jack off in) for our first time ever we both got even hornier and excited. We looked around at some sex toys for a while before asking the girl at the front desk about the arcade. She let us in for free and my wife walks right past the arcade booths to the adult theater. It was full of only guys watching porn and stroking their cocks…and when she walked in… Everybody looked at her. Obviously because a girl, and a young hot one at that, was there with them. She turned around and we went into the arcade booth. I put on a gangbang video and proceeded to fuck her while imagining if we went into the theater and sat down, pulled our pants down and started playing with ourselves, then after a while she gets horny enough to start sucking off the guys nearby while I fuck her from behind. I think she was thinking about the exact same thing because she was loving the gangbang porn. I pumped her full of cum and we got dressed and left but now I really want to go back and fulfill some fantasies that I believe she has too…

My one and only successful Tinder match [MF][nonfiction]

*Be warned, it’s a long one, ~4k words. I tried to make it a wonderful read, not just a retelling, so let me know what you think in the comments. Heather is a fictional name, but everything else is true… deliciously true.*

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Years ago, having recently come out the other side of a long and complicated breakup, I was ready to get back on the proverbial horse. I entered said relationship before Tinder was a thing, but boy was it in full swing by the time I was ready to date again. I was in my late 20s and not trying to find true love,. I wanted to date but I was also not the type of guy that was just looking to match then smash for an evening. I created my profile as such and had minimal early success in matches that I wanted to actually meet in person. Over the next month or so I had a few dates that were awkward and it was painfully clear there was no sexual chemistry. That was until I matched with Heather. Read more »

I [F] Hired Another Woman For Sensual Massage…

Part 1 of a story about hiring another woman for sensual massage.

I tend to write with a lot of build and anticipation. Patience is required. Sexy parts demarcated if you must skip ahead. Full story is posted on my profile <3

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Inside me was a pit. In the pit were cold coals, bits of bark, unholy, dampening wetness; things unsuitable for fire and longing. Instead of longing, I cultivated emptiness. I felt sorry for my pinked and bloodied heart.

“Eventually, you’ll feel different,” Violet tried to reassure me, her tender hands always half-soothing, half-making tea.

Since I had known her, I had been in mourning. First it was the loss of a pet, then it was the loss of a family member, then it was a move, then it was anything that caused the slightest bit of inconvenience. The exhaustion of survival had set in, and I had lost something I didn’t think possible: my own body. Read more »

[FF] Hiring another woman for a sensual massage…

Part 1 of a story about hiring another woman for sensual massage. Based on a true story!

I tend to write with a lot of build and anticipation. Patience is required. Sexy parts demarcated if you must skip ahead. Full story is posted on my profile <3

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Inside me was a pit. In the pit were cold coals, bits of bark, unholy, dampening wetness; things unsuitable for fire and longing. Instead of longing, I cultivated emptiness. I felt sorry for my pinked and bloodied heart.

“Eventually, you’ll feel different,” Violet tried to reassure me, her tender hands always half-soothing, half-making tea.

Since I had known her, I had been in mourning. First it was the loss of a pet, then it was the loss of a family member, then it was a move, then it was anything that caused the slightest bit of inconvenience. The exhaustion of survival had set in, and I had lost something I didn’t think possible: my own body. Read more »

[M]y one and only success[F]ul Tinder match

*I have long loved reading the stories on this subreddit and figured it was time to contribute. Compared to other’s posts my sexual exploits are tame, but nonetheless I thought the following experience was worth sharing. Be warned, it’s a long one, ~4k words. I tried to make it a wonderful read, not just a retelling, so let me know what you think in the comments. Finally, Heather is a fictional name, but everything else is true… deliciously true.*

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Years ago, having recently come out the other side of a long and complicated breakup, I was ready to get back on the proverbial horse. I entered said relationship before Tinder was a thing, but boy was it in full swing by the time I was ready to date again. I was in my late 20s and not trying to find true love,. I wanted to date but I was also not the type of guy that was just looking to match then smash for an evening. I created my profile as such and had minimal early success in matches that I wanted to actually meet in person. Over the next month or so I had a few dates that were awkward and it was painfully clear there was no sexual chemistry. That was until I matched with Heather. Read more »

Solving my problems 3 [mf][MF] [Size]

I read the story “Solving my Problems” and I couldn’t help but relate to the poor guy with the big dick. I know, I know, please, save any smart ass remarks until the end of this.

When I was a kid, before puberty hit, I had a long dick. It was still a little boy’s dick, even if a bit longer. Thin and occasionally when having a bath as a boy mom would tell me I got wire in my wiener. I only knew this happened occasionally, not often, but I never knew it was used for more than just taking a leak until junior high. Middle school was a nightmare for me because we had to change for gym. At first, it wasn’t really an issue, but when in Grade 8, it changed, rapidly. I couldn’t help it, my boxers, and I never had briefs, would sometimes fall open when changing and my dick would fall out. I would be teased by other boys for carrying a snake around in my pants and all sorts of shit like that. Read more »

I had an unexpected connection with my boyfriend’s uncle [fM] [cheating] [anal]

I was hunched over the breakfast table, shoving not-warm-enough scrambled eggs into my mouth when Luke gave me a peck on the forehead. “You’re sure it’s ok?”

“Yes,” I rolled my eyes, “She’s your Nana, I get it.”

“We’ll be back soon, though,” Luke said.

“Luke,” I said, “Don’t rush back on my behalf. It’s seriously fine.”

His mom leaned into the kitchen. “Nana’s waiting, Luke. Your cousins are ready. It’s just you.”

“Don’t hurry the boy,” I heard Nana say from the foyer, “He’s young and in love. It’s a shame you don’t let him and Daniela stay in the same room.”

“Mom!” Luke’s dad protested, “He’s a good boy! They’re waiting for marriage.”

Luke’s Aunt Doreen leaned across the table and pinched his cheek. In an ironic way, of course. “Aren’t you a good little boy, Luke. Found Jesus and everything,” she teased. Uncle Peter sat next to her, sipping his coffee, grinning.

Luke blushed and shook his head.

“Go,” I urged, pushing him towards the door. “Your Nana sounds like a riot.” Read more »