This one may be longer than my last! I have started recounting some stories of my favorite hookups (you can see my first lesbian experience [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/btq4jy/my_first_lesbian_experience_ff/)). This one is the first time I did anal on a first date! I’m no stranger to anal. Its one of my favorite activities, and I find it mind-numbingly pleasurable. But there’s something intimate about anal to me. You have to be really comfortable with a person to be able to take on that level of potential nastiness on a first date!
Tag: Straight
[MF]Caught in the Car…[Exhibitionist]
My fiance and I are Exhibitionist to say the least. It started when we first began dating. This was mostly because when we first started dating we both lived at home, so the only place to fuck was at my parents house when they’re out (occasionally), her house when her mom’s out (which is never) or in the back of my limo tinted 3 series BMW. If you know cars you know that’s tough as it’s not too roomy back there. Anyway we managed to make it work.
Usually we fuck 2-3 time’s a week, or whenever we saw each other and could get away for an hour or two. Usually we would find a quiet area and park there with the lights off, car running for air. Our romps often last more than an hour so I did my best to find an inconspicuous spot. Overtime though, we’d be out and about in the city where parking is hard to come by so we would often decide where we were currently parked was quiet enough. This eventually led to being more aroused when someone would walk by. They couldn’t see us but we could see them.
Risking [M]y Second Craigslist Encounter [F] (Pt 4) (The end)
(Sorry for the delay, family came in early for the Memorial Day weekend.)
So, in our last episode, I was kneeling over her on the couch, and had finished ejaculating in her mouth. But she wouldn’t let go of my cock, even as it started to shrink. I felt her tongue playing with the knob, her lips pulling on the shaft, not wanting to let it slip out of her mouth.
All the meanwhile, there was a little voice in my head telling me that there was something off, something was missing, but I couldn’t figure out what it was.
Finally she let go of me, and I stood up. She smiled at me, her lips closed, and then, meeting my eyes, she opened her mouth, and showed me her mouth full of my cum. Completely covering her tongue, a thick white puddle extended as far back in her mouth as I could see.
Her eyes glinted, wickedly, as she slowly curled her tongue and made an exaggerated swallowing motion, noisly showing off her delight in enjoying my semen.
Fucking my ex wife and regretting it [MF], rough
I would read part 1 here:
[fucking the ex wife](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/brawpo/angry_sex_with_the_exwife_mf_rough/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=ios_share_flow_optimization&utm_term=control_2)
Caught up? Good. So you know what my ex looks like and how she normally was awful in bed.
If you have read my stories you know I cheated a lot on her. A real lot. She never confronted me if she did know about them (I think she had a clue on one of them). She was miserable in our marriage but super pissed when I left her.
We stayed friends and up until Part 1 of this story we hadn’t fucked or anything since we had divorced.
I’ll assume though you are caught up on the events so far by reading part 1. On to the story…
The next week comes and I go to her place again. Dinner. Drinks. Movie I believe. Nothing fancy. I was curious what would happen but she gave no clue. It was if last week never happened.
Now you are probably thinking, “just ask her, this person who you have known half your life”
Oh silly. If we had any form of communication skills we wouldn’t be divorced or at least maybe we would have been divorced after year one.
From Friends to Friends with Benefits [mf][friends][fingering][blowjob][creampie]
I can’t believe what I’m hearing or seeing.
Amanda. The millennial. Mandy. She wants to fuck me? Right here and now?
Obviously I’ve often fantasized about having sex with her, or even just seeing her naked body. She’s 24 and skinny with small tits and a nice smile. What’s not to like or be curious about?
But now here we sit, alone at her place uptown and she’s actually interested in making it happen? To what do I owe this extreme good fortune?
A couple of hours earlier, I was sitting at the restaurant texting with her and our other friend Matt. I was on time, they were late. What else was new?
Amanda was in an Uber a few minutes away and Matt was MIA as usual.
“Prolly gonna no show on us,” I texted her. “He’s the worst!”
Secretly, I had hoped he wouldn’t show up and then it would just be me and her. Two’s company, three’s a crowd, after all.
I’d known Amanda for a few years from work and after she quit to go work somewhere else, we all kept in touch. Mostly it was bitching about our jobs and in the case of Matt and me, our wives.
Quick prompt writing advice.
With my previous semester of college coming to an end recently I thought I’d devote a bit more time to working on my erotic writing skills. The problem comes from the book I’ve been casually pulling prompts from when I don’t feel like playing with my own well-tapped interests. Since the book “365 Erotic Writing Prompts: A Journal of Daily Creativity Exercises” by R. J. Bean instructs it’s user to only explore a prompt for 15 minutes I feel crushed for time. It doesn’t help that I normally enjoy the lead up just as much as my scenes and normally end up giving 9-10 minutes of the prompt’s time to build up before even attempting to get naughty. I was wondering if anyone else had problems using quick prompt ideas and whether you just adapted to skipping straight to the lewd moments or if you eventually stopped caring about the time limit and kept going till you were satisfied? Any input about your own writing process would be appreciated!
Lunar Shadow [Alien] [M/F] [Rape/Rough Sex]
A lot a random space stuff flies into the earth’s atmosphere and burns up. So much in fact, that those organizations with the equipment capable of detecting that matter don’t generally feel alarmed when it happens.
I imagine that these beings that brought humanity to heel were detectable by some means before their descension upon our unsuspecting race. Likely ignored just like everything else, why wouldn’t they be? Until they didn’t burn up, until they impacted the ground like rods of brimstone, leveling miles of ground around their impact sites. Those who died in this way, were lucky, quick… first. They didn’t have to see what came after.
Drones and aircraft were sent over these areas of course, they didn’t last long. The feeds would go dead without catching so much as a glimpse of anything strange. Other than the sundered earth. It took almost a day I think, for *them* to reach any inhabited places, they don’t move particularly fast. I think it’s because they don’t feel rushed, this was an attack at their leisure.
My new roommates are terrible, PT 1 [FF, MFF, cheating, long]
“Danny, we’ve been over this: we need the money. There’s no way around it, and we have an extra room.”
“Okay, but Anna, do we really want to fit that many people in a double-wide? I don’t even know them.”
“You said they seemed fine when we met for coffee, and I know Kara. Let’s give them a call.”
A week later, the extra room was emptied and two strangers were moving in. Kara and Stan, a girl recently graduated from nursing school and her boyfriend finishing his degree in social work while he worked part time as a bartender. Kara and Anna had met when Kara started working at her hospital, and mentioned that she and her boyfriend were looking for places to live together.
I could tell Anna had a crush on Kara. I figured it was part of why she wanted to rent to them, but it’s not like I was about to say something about it. She’d crushed on a few girls before, and I never stopped her from having a little fun, but I was a little worried about how it would affect the dynamics in the house. I hadn’t had a roommate since college, almost seven years ago, and it seemed like I was going right back there as I watched Kara set up pagan shrines in their room. I recognized some of the runes on the statue of a voluptuous woman that said “Freja.”
Bringing you lunch on the fields [MF]
It’s almost noon and I’m packing up the sandwiches I made you in a lunchbox. I quickly change into a thin summer dress, but I can’t decide on whether I should put underwear on. “It’s too hot for panties”, I say to myself and grab a book instead. I get in the car, more excited than i should be. It’s only been a few hours since you left in the morning to grub the fields. I drive ten minutes and arrive at the field on which you’re supposed to be. I can’t see you, so I park the car on the side of the dirt road and get out to look for you. I can only hear the tractor, but I still can’t see you. You have to be behind the hill. Then I can finally see you. I go closer and wave so you notice me. You do. While I wait for you to turn the tractor around I use the time to admire you. I’ts hot and you took your shirt off, revealing your sweaty upper body. Sometimes I’m thankful that the air condition isn’t working anymre. Once you turned the tractor around you stop so I can get up. I climb up the stairs, open up the door and take a seat next to you on the little kid seat.
Visit to the nude beach [MF] [Couple] [exhibition]
It was a beautiful and warm, sunny day all along the coast. We packed out beach towels, volleyball, sunscreen, some drinks and food, and left for La Jolla. We had been talking about going to blacks Beach for a while now and the time finally appeared in our schedules. We found a spot to park, kissed, and made the walk down to the beach.
The water was sparkling, the waves were crashing lightly against the shore, and the beach was not overcrowded. There were plenty of areas for us to lay out with a bit of privacy. We held hands and padded through the soft, hot sand until we found a spot we liked. We could see pretty well if anyone was walking towards our area.
So our towels went down, our clothes came off, and I started to do my second round of sunscreen. I started with my arms, slowly rubbing the cream into my skin. I saw you glancing at me while I applied and decided to give you a show. I started doing my legs, and bent over so you could oggle my ass better. You giggled because you knew I was teasing you. You warned me that two can play at that game.
After the sunscreen had time to dry, we made our way to the ocean. On our walk we saw a few older guys had started walking down the beach in our general direction. When they got close enough to really see, you whispered to me that one of them was really hot, a silver fox. As you said that, he visibly looked over at us, only for a moment.