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2nd Meeting With My Long-Distance FWB, Part 1 [True Story] [MF] [Cheating]

(You can find the story of our first meeting [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7snluo/first_meeting_with_my_longdistance_fwb_fm_true/) and [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7su3ew/first_meeting_with_my_longdistance_fwb_part_2_fm/) I hope you enjoyed reading them. A little background reminder — Marie and I are both in our 30s, both married, live on opposite sides of the country, but met via tumblr and have since created quite the naughty little fling.)

So after our successful first meeting, we grow even closer, for obvious reasons. We both stop chatting with anyone else that we used to talk or fool around with on tumblr or elsewhere. Our focus is solely on each other, when it comes to our online play. And now we’re just trying to find a way to see each other again. Sure, we were both nervous and feeling guilty, but the attraction and sexual connection was apparent for us both.

So fast forward three months from our first rendezvous… I have to take a minor road trip for work, and we decide she should fly out to meet me. She tells her hubby that she has a “work trip” for the weekend. (Thankfully she works in a field that would have her traveling, and often on weekends, as do I). This time we are going to spend two nights together, and instead of a boring old hotel, I spring for a cabin. You know the type — big mountain cabin with game room, hot tubs, great views, nice kitchen, etc… Read more »

I lost my virginity to a [M]IL[F]…part 2

In case you didn’t catch the [first](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7t5iun/i_lost_my_virginity_to_a_milfwell_at_the_time/?st=jcxa7fmz&sh=f87bfab1) part of my story.

For the sake of using the word “she” to many times in the post we’ll just call her Amanda. Well as I mentioned before Amanda and I hooked up a few more times and she would teach me new techniques, positions and let me try different things. It was great. The more time we spent together the more I could tell she was hiding something though. One time I was fucking her doggy style with one hand pulling her head back by her hair while I slapped her ass with the other. (These were our advanced courses) Anyways, the phone rang and to my surprise she told me to stop so she could answer it. Amanda hung up the phone, said “fuck get dressed, my roommate will be home soon” and we left the house before anyone arrived. The next time we met up, I got in her car and she was wearing a very thin sundress and showed me she wasn’t wearing any underwear. I couldn’t wait to get back to her house, only she said we weren’t going to her house. This was my first experience with sex in public. We pulled off on a private road and as soon as the car was in park she was unzipping my pants, she told me she wanted to feel me get hard in her mouth, which took all of 4 seconds. Amanda moved over and straddled me and began riding my cock while I unbuttoned her dress so I could get to her amazing tits. She came fairly fast and finished me of with a blowjob and we got out of there before anyone could catch us. This would be a little foreshadowing for events to come with her. Read more »

Drinks and a Show [MF] [Exhibition] [Cheating]

**PART ONE**

Back in high school I knew a girl, let’s call her Ashley. We were maybe 15 at that time, but don’t worry we’re 19 by the time this all happened. We weren’t really friends back then but I knew some people that knew her. She was a nice girl but we didn’t run with the same crowds. Nerdy, but also kind of a goth. At age 16 I left that school for another one and we didn’t talk much except occasional Facebook comments. I still lived in the same town though and a year or so after high school I ended up going with some friends to her apartment for drinks. She was pretty. Quite tall with long hair dyed several different colors. Ears pierced in about 10 different places. Tongue ring. Hourglass figure.

The night drags on and everyone else leaves. I’m a bit drunk so ask to sleep on the couch, which Ashley allows. We’re both drinking and eventually decide to play a card game. We start by playing War and then move to blackjack. I suggest that blackjack is pointless if we aren’t gambling. Ashley asks what we could gamble and I try articles of clothing. She smiles and agrees. Read more »

Hot meet-up on the way to a [MF]amily trip (long)

It had been a few weeks since I’d seen Jessie, my favorite forbidden fruit. I call her that because she is younger in her 20’s and I am…not. I think she is trying to get serious with a boyfriend. I”m on the DL for her. She’s a hot olive-skinned mediterranean type with an amazing body. Jessie is athletic and yet curvy in the best feminine ways. She is athletic, has a little sassy side to her but likes that I am a bit older and can play the authority card when we are together. I told her that any sassy talk in my direction comes with a price and to save it for her younger boyfriends. She has the most voracious appetite for sexy playtime and her oral skills are second to none. We’d been fwb for about a year and a half. I don’t know how but we just have the same tastes and same appetite when it comes to sex. I don’t have to ask about things because every time I have asked she already knows that she wants that and would like to try it if she hasn’t. I spent several months picking her brain on various aspects, positions, and mental side effects of certain types of sexual interaction. a boyfriend had taught her about anal and some cum play so to find out that she liked ass play was a bonus surprise. We live a solid drive apart but met while working together a couple years at a non-profit. Texting, sexting, and some hot skype sessions took the edge off fairly regularly, but in a way also made things difficult by keeping the visual stimulation going. Read more »

S.M.O.M.S. – The Origin, Ch.1 [slow] [F/M] [M/S] [inc] [preg] [Mdom] [sm] [history-ish]

S.M.O.M.S. – The Origin

by DiscipleN

– all characters herein, who act explicitly, are 18 or older. –
– For extra context, please read my first SMOMS (submissive mothers organized for mutual support) story, set in modern times. Go to my profile and click on the POSTS tab.
– I’ll claim, the difference between porn and erotica is, porn is ridiculous, erotica less so. This here be some crazy shit.

Chapter 1

I cannot blame my downfall on the lie I told, just as spring is not at fault for melting frozen rivers. I would have died, from despair’s noose, if my last son had been taken to avenge the Yankee villains who killed his father and brother. So I lied to the man who wore gray rags proudly. I lied to his brave recruits who had lied about their ages, to avenge their families. I told them my boy was twelve. He was sixteen at the time. Neighbors did not betray us. All had lost sons and husbands. It helped that Hortense’s stature is slight, hardly taller than myself. When my boy eventually chose to grasp me, two years later, my diminutive build was as much at fault for casting me into mortal sin as was the lie. Read more »

SextStories

Hi all,

Just wanted to let people know that erotica is being written over at /r/sextstories which are erotic stories told through text messaging.
Currently they are all fictional, although there is always the possibility of people putting textinggonewild type stories there too. There are a bunch of ways to be involved and I would love more people generating content! It’s like adult picture books of porn!

Stop by, check it out, and if you are so inclined: write!

-TT

First Meeting With My Long-Distance FWB [FM] [True Story] [Cheating]

I apologize for the length of this story, but it’s my first one and I want to get every detail right. I hope y’all enjoy, and let me know what you think!

A little background to begin…

It all began on Tumblr almost exactly two years ago. She (we’ll call her Marie) and I both had very active and pretty popular sex-themed blogs, that we have since ended. Tumblr had just launched their online chat/messaging system, and we swapped a few messages expressing how much we enjoyed each other’s blogs. And it took off from there. You know how it begins — lots of chatting, then pic-swapping, then video chatting, then phone sex, etc. We had an instant connection and shared a ton in common. Both of us are married and love our spouses but their sex drives are zeros while she and I are insatiable. Read more »

Brimstone Series Book 2 – Episode 3

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**Stacey**

My lips were puckered to the side and my fist tucked under my chin. I had spent at least half an hour just standing there, nerves keeping me from resolution.

Beginning the process again, I flipped through my small, limited closet. I wasn’t sure what to wear today. Normally, I wouldn’t give my wardrobe this much thought – I preferred classic pairings, but today I was battling with internal morals.

On one hand, the thought of dressing up for Chris appealed to my lewd sexual fantasies, which have not stopped, but rather they increased in frequency after I began this position, the proximity as kindling to my fire. But on the other, the thought of his invitation for lunch being more than just a business move was damn hard to believe.

He was an iron curtain, his demeanor solemn, words few and far between. Our typical interactions were mechanical and brief, which is why this invitation was that much more bizarre. I didn’t see why we couldn’t discuss business in the office, so it was either a way to grow our employee-employer bond, or . . . he had ulterior motives. Read more »

Brimstone Series Book 2 – Episode 3

**For best format, please follow the link in comments section!**
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**Stacey**

My lips were puckered to the side and my fist tucked under my chin. I had spent at least half an hour just standing there, nerves keeping me from resolution.

Beginning the process again, I flipped through my small, limited closet. I wasn’t sure what to wear today. Normally, I wouldn’t give my wardrobe this much thought – I preferred classic pairings, but today I was battling with internal morals.

On one hand, the thought of dressing up for Chris appealed to my lewd sexual fantasies, which have not stopped, but rather they increased in frequency after I began this position, the proximity as kindling to my fire. But on the other, the thought of his invitation for lunch being more than just a business move was damn hard to believe.

He was an iron curtain, his demeanor solemn, words few and far between. Our typical interactions were mechanical and brief, which is why this invitation was that much more bizarre. I didn’t see why we couldn’t discuss business in the office, so it was either a way to grow our employee-employer bond, or . . . he had ulterior motives. Read more »