I, 18[M], began a 4 year affair with my 36[F] dads girlfriend.

I have wanted to post something here for a long time but never knew what. So why not begin where it all started. Let me preface this by stating this is not a celebration of my actions but a cathartic exercise, nevertheless it is a Gone Wild story. 

I often see stories of this nature, or ‘my step mum is seducing me, posts here on Reddit. My advice is to run and don’t get involved. If you have already, I can’t help you other than I’m sorry. Although I did enjoy it at the time and thought it was two mature adults consenting I’m still dealing with the negative effects on my mental health and future relationships today. But I digress, this is not Gonewildandregreteditstories after all.
I was 18 and a virgin. Jenny was 36 and of Chinese heritage but not Chinese. While I was just a skinny kid, 6.2ft at about 79kg and pasty as fuck. She was beautiful. Dark skinned, depending on the season and tan. About 5.8ft, good size tits and had a figure and a great thick arse.

The Mughal Harem

You walk into the harem, following your mistress. The women have red cloth covering their crotches but nothing on top. There are chains tying them to the centre pole of the tent but they’re long enough to get anywhere in the tent. They seem to be alot better treated than the ones in the first tent. You have a look around and count 6 girls. With the new batch there 11 in total. The mistress orders you to get naked. You take off your cloth. She then gives you the red cloth. You’re now a prized possession. A eunuch comes to you with chain and hooks you up.

You go over awkwardly to the chair and sit down. You look around at your new abode. One of the other women come to. She is ordered to come to you by the mistress. She begins to explain what happens. This is the harem tent for the 5 generals. They will come at night and take off a chain for one of the girls and she has to spend the night with him. Other soliders come after if they have performed well on the battlefields. They ravage the women at night and you are given the day to recoup. Sometimes they don’t and get taken away. These mughal generals are animals she tells you. You do not say no to them. There are a few hours left till they come in.

I [F] rub my tits against men in public and let them grope me

19F, 36-24-34

I started college last year, I had to use the metro to get to my college. I had to leave from home at 7 to reach there at 9. This 2 hour journey back and forth during the crowded times of the day were amazing. I went to a girls only school and now a girls only college. This makes me very sexually frustrated.

This started one day when on my way to the station, I wore the wrong bra, one of the straps broke (my dog chewed on it earlier). I took it off and kept it in my bag. My tits were bouncing, I was trying to walk a little slower so as not to have men stare at me. I got to the station, as usual at 7 in the morning it was very crowded. I waited for the metro to arrive at the platform. As it drove past me, the cold air hit me, my nipples went hard. I was pushed in the metro.

Confessions of a (Sicilian) Lemon-Stealing Whore [FF]

Using a blunt knife, Alex cut two jagged slices from a lemon. She had picked the lemon herself, just that morning, while walking hand-in-hand with Rosa down a cobblestone street, wearing a cardigan that Rosa had lent her, since the mornings had been cold recently. She hoped that she had understood correctly: that the tree belonged to some distant relative or friend of Rosa’s family, and she hadn’t been goaded into committing a crime.

Alex dropped the uneven, wedge-like slices of lemon into a glass, added ice and chilled water from the fridge, and stirred the contents with her finger. Then she walked back through the terracotta living room, through a set of wood-and-glass doors and onto the patio at the rear of the house.

Thanks, Dad! (Part seven) [Mff] [Father] [Adoptive Daughter] [Daughter] [Incest] [Sleeping Girls] [Pregnancy]

The girls and I had a great time with Tristan and Rachel out of the way. I obeyed their every command, including posting our stories on an incest website with photos of me pleasing both girls. Our faces weren’t visible, just my hand and dick and their pussies, that was something I insisted on and they agreed to, albeit reluctantly.

The night we had alone, I did just what they asked me to do. Each girl was in her own bed and I snuck into their room. I did Sophie first, pulling her blanket off of her and admiring the tight t-shirt and tiny shorts she was sleeping in. The moonlight filtered over her and cast her in just the most beautiful glow. Her nipples were clearly hard as the tight, thin fabric left very little to the imagination.

A wet spot was visible at the center of Sophie’s shorts and I smiled as I lifted her arms up above her head and very slowly began to lift her shirt up, exposing her tummy to the cool night air, then the swell of her breasts, which I kissed gently then the shirt was up over her breasts and that was as far as I needed to get it. I didn’t need her naked, just exposed.

Daddy’s little girl [Taboo, MF]

[This is only fantasy and should be treated as such.]

Emilie was a daddy’s girl. Her and her father Grant had been on their own since her parents divorced when she was twelve. Her daddy got full custody and Emilie wouldn’t have it any other way. The two of them had always been close and when her mom moved out of state, Emilie found herself counting on her dad even more.

When it came time for Emilie to go to college, she applied to a couple of schools out of state as well as the state school in town. After being accepted at all three, she decided that she couldn’t leave her daddy all by herself. Nervous that her father would reject this idea, she brought it up to him as a way to save money. She told him she was planning to save money to get a car and start working, so she wanted to live at home for the first couple years at the local college. Thank god he gave her his blessing and Emilie got to keep her daddy company for a few more years.

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Bisecting The Triangle – Sexify July Day 25

She was never going to understand it. She didn’t understand it in high school, and she didn’t understand now. Every time she asked the question of, why she needed to know it, she was told that if she wanted to ever teach, she would need to know. *I don’t want to teach,* she’d say, but it never excused her from knowing it.

She stared at the back of the educator as she pointed it all out again on the whiteboard. She found herself being distracted by the way her pants clung to her hips and arse. She wondered what it would feel like to touch her curves, to run her hands around her from behind and feel the flesh of her belly and beyond. She often thought to herself that she would have dropped out of this class had it not been for their educator Louise.

“…Thanks, and I’ll see you next week” Cassidy had daydreamed the whole last thirty minutes of the class. She quickly tried to scribble down the notes on the board as everyone left the room.

“Cassidy? Can I help you with anything?” Louise walked towards her and sat on the desk in front, crossing her long legs and looking down.

[MF] The Saga of Sally – My Little Witch (and Goodbyes)

(Welcome to the Saga of Sally! This is the story of my relationship with a girl called Sally. This is **Part 7**. I recommend you start from the [start](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hsqikr/mf_the_saga_of_sally_cumstained_jeans/) – each piece will link you to next part at the end. However if you don’t want to start from part 1 (you’re missing out!) this should make sense to a new reader.

A brief reminder what Sally looks like (there’s a reference photo in the first part): she’s a pocket rocket, thick, redhead tomboyish girl, with an hourglass figure and the thickest ass this side of the Equator according to the Guinness Book of Records inside my head.)

Best [F]riend lets me fuck her on the [M]y wedding day [Best Friend] [Cheating]

I’ve received a lot of DMs asking for more stories with me and best friend so I thought the next logical step was for me to write about the time we finally got to have sex. Hope you enjoy it as much as the last one!

After the night described in my last story, mine and Emily’s friendship changed. We were still inseperable and best friends, but also sexted a lot and we found as many excuses to be naked in front of each other as possible. We decided to set some ground rules mainly so that we didn’t ruin our friendship. We loved the sexual chemistry we had, but we both knew that we didn’t have a romantic future together. We also understood that our friendship was one of the best things to ever happen to the both of us and we didn’t want anything to even risk getting in the way of that.

The ground rules were pretty simple. No sex ever, kissing was allowed but only a peck on the lips. If we got really worked up and we were sharing a room we could masturbate together but we could only watch eachother with no touching (the previous story was a one off).

How I, a straight guy, learned to enjoy fucking a slutty little twink whenever I was horny [MM]

I’m a 31 year old single guy and would call myself “straight.” I’ve never been particularly attracted to men and have no desire to ever date one. That said, like a lot of guys, when I get horny, my window of “acceptable options” starts to shift. And that now includes a now-20-year-old college student twink in the apartment next door.

I live in this apartment complex where about half the population are college students. (Not ideal, but it’s very cheap and I spend most of my time on a plane for my job.) Last fall, there was a “welcome BBQ” sort of event down at the pool. Everyone’s in their bathing suits and I’m chatting up this very cute brunette chick in a bikini. Her gay friend Bobby is with her – he’s sort of the flamboyant and dramatic type. To make a long story short, her towel goes missing and I offer her one of mine up at the apartment. (Sort of had ulterior motives there, obviously, but didn’t really expect anything to come of it.) They both come upstairs with me to my place. At the last minute, her friend calls her phone and she apologizes and goes back downstairs to the party.