Classifieds [MF] [Impreg]

Have you ever had that feeling like you’re being pranked?
Not like, your friend poured tabasco into your coffee while you were in the bathroom, pranked, but an elaborate, TV style of prank, one with a super high budget and multiple cameras.
That’s how AJ was feeling, looking at the woman across from him, as she beamed back at him like a classic Hollywood starlet.

‘So, will you impregnate me?’ She asked hopefully, fluttering her long eyelashes.

Andrew-James, or AJ to his friends, had seen her advert posted on an online classifieds site, one month prior to this surreal encounter. The message had been simple:

WANTED
Young, healthy man to impregnate me.
No strings attached.
Must provide medical records, including: Vaccination history, STD test, genetic screening, family medical history, and proof of a healthy diet and lifestyle.
Contact me through this website if interested.
SERIOUS ENQUIRIES ONLY.

He had sent off the first message out of sheer curiosity:
AJ: Is this legit?

He certainly hadn’t expected a reply so quickly:
MommaInTheMaking: Completely. Are you interested?

Classifieds [MF] [Impreg]

Have you ever had that feeling like you’re being pranked?
Not like, your friend poured tabasco into your coffee while you were in the bathroom, pranked, but an elaborate, TV style of prank, one with a super high budget and multiple cameras.
That’s how AJ was feeling, looking at the woman across from him, as she beamed back at him like a classic Hollywood starlet.

‘So, will you impregnate me?’ She asked hopefully, fluttering her long eyelashes.

Andrew-James, or AJ to his friends, had seen her advert posted on an online classifieds site, one month prior to this surreal encounter. The message had been simple:

WANTED
Young, healthy man to impregnate me.
No strings attached.
Must provide medical records, including: Vaccination history, STD test, genetic screening, family medical history, and proof of a healthy diet and lifestyle.
Contact me through this website if interested.
SERIOUS ENQUIRIES ONLY.

He had sent off the first message out of sheer curiosity:
AJ: Is this legit?

He certainly hadn’t expected a reply so quickly:
MommaInTheMaking: Completely. Are you interested?

My sexual re-awakening: a whole night of fucking my friend’s brother [FM]

I was in a relationship with a guy for a long time, and our sex life had become increasingly unsatisfying. Things got a bit depressing and I stopped being very interested in sex. Even after I ended the relationship in the winter, I was too focused on finally being independent again that sex wasn’t on my mind, and spring went by, still without a peep from my previously-rampant libido.
For reference, I’m a slim 5ft 8 with dark blonde hair and have recently gotten way more into strength training at the gym, so I’m in the best shape I’ve ever been in, but still have my DDs, big pale-brown eyes and a firm round ass.

This is my first post, and I’ve really enjoyed writing it. It’s quite full of buildup and anticipation, so if it’s too long, just skip to after the ‘***’.

Four [m]emories of [f]ooling around in my parents’ house.

I was in my hometown recently visiting my parents for a week. Every night when I got into bed, I recalled memories of the few times that girlfriends ever stayed over and the fun that was had when, without fail, we would find ways to fool around undetected.

** ONE **

The first memory is from my senior year of high school, when I was 18. We’d had a big party for my father’s 50th birthday, and my girlfriend had been in attendance. The party finished late, and my girlfriend had permission from her parents to stay at our house since my parents were home, and with the promise that we would sleep in separate rooms. Of course, we broke that promise. While the party was still happening, my girlfriend and I were able to have some time to talk privately, and we agreed that at 1 AM I would come to her in the guest room.

Futas & Fighters (Chapter 1) [Fiction][Fantasy][Futanari][TF][Oral][Buk][Bond(light)]

Following the Great War between the Kingdoms of Edaria and Cal’thum, the land had once more settled into peace. Great cities once besieged now tend to their wounds and begin rebuilding. Villages destroyed have seen new life and new faces. Soldiers are returning home. New life is flowing into the war-ravaged lands.

In a small tavern on the edge of a small village on the edge of the Kingdom’s borders, on the edge of the sea drinks a young woman by the name of Marin. Marin was your average young Elven woman, in that, she was wholly unaverage. Strong, beautiful, and contrary to most Elven stereotypes, lackluster in the ways of Wisdom and Intellect. On any other day, Marin would be tending to the blacksmith’s forge: keeping the fire hot, the weapons sharp, and most of the men in town well stocked with mental material for a quick “training session in one-handed clubs”. With the war over, Marin had finally received the grim news from Hargrin the Blacksmith.

“The fucker fired me, Edea,” Marin sloshed as she set her tankard back on the bar. Her soft, blonde, Elven hair covering her slender face only long enough for her hand to slam it back into its proper place. The Human woman who sat next to her was only half listening as she tended her own drink.

[MF] – My first and only Tinder hookup

About four years ago, I got out of a somewhat rocky relationship. Tinder was the logical choice to kill some time, get a few laughs, and maybe catch up on the years I’d wasted. I decided to make the most of my newly single life and purchased the unlimited swipes option for an extra $10 a month. Of course, I put it to good use by sitting around mindlessly swiping right until Tinder struggled to find me any more matches. Lights off. Go to bed. Wake up. Repeat.

Within a few days, I had accumulated a decent list of girls that were either A.) not my type or B.) the type that my friends would strongly disapprove of no matter how wet my dick needed to get. But one girl caught my eye. Her name was Cammy. 19 years old. Local (45 minutes away) college girl. Blonde hair, gorgeous blue eyes, fantastic tits. She was basically the same girl every gonewildstories post describes. Except…. proof! http://i.imgur.com/nEUbv8x.jpg

Quick Rice part 2 [MF]

Part 1 here https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/82luex/quick_rice_mf/

Part 2 DM’s welcome

Most of the ladies that had any interest in EL and myself had noticed the interaction with Quick Rice, we had been shaded from view by the bus seats, however, that didn’t keep the other ladies from figuring out that something was going on. A couple of the more upfront ladies decided to check me out; one by one they came back to say something to me. The first was a bunch of questions about me and my past etc. I didn’t answer any of them, just kept turning the questions back on her. The 2nd came to tell me that I stood no chance with her and don’t even try (I immediately put her on the ‘Gonna Happen” list, and nicknamed her Gappen) then the 3rd came to tell me that Quick Rice was her best friend, a virgin and too naive for a scumbag like me to leave my stink on. She wasn’t nice in any way, rude and continued to tell me why I was a garbage human being and how I was going to rot in hell. I couldn’t quit laughing the whole time, which only made her angrier. She finally stormed off, then about 5 seats from me, turns and yells, you are not gonna Fuck any of my friends! Mayhem, I tell you, mayhem.

I was her summer subletter. Here’s how she became my cumslut sub. [MF] [Long] [Part 2 of 2]

As promised, here’s the second half (all three parts couldn’t fit in a single post so I had to split it up). The first half can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/95zf5v/i_was_her_summer_subletter_heres_how_she_became/). Hope you enjoy!

# III.

So, the last part left off on a Tuesday in late July. Lauren had gone into the office and, per my instructions, relieved herself of her bra, placing it in her handbag, which left nothing but a t-shirt blouse between her soft, pale nipples and the unceasing blast of cool air her office’s AC was in the habit of dispensing all summer long. Lauren’s nipples — which hardened almost immediately upon removal of the bra, as she told it, and stood at attention for the remainder of the workday — became the subject of a number of distracted glances and subtle stares, from guys and girls alike, across the open-plan office space. On the internet, this kind of phenomenon is typically described with observations like “every guy in the room went rock hard, and began noticeably oozing precum out of their ten inch cocks,” etc. In reality, even a couple of furtive glances, awkwardly cast, is enough to set the heart racing. And so, around 4 PM, she texted me for permission to go to the bathroom so she could get herself off. Permission granted.

I was her summer subletter. Here’s how she became my cumslut sub. [MF] [Long] [Part 1 of 2]

So, a couple months back I posted two parts chronicling what went down almost exactly two years ago between myself and a recent college graduate I was subletting from. I pulled the posts (and my account) because sharing so much so publicly was starting to feel *just* a little too intense, but felt compelled to repost them the other day, as well as include the third and final part*, seeing as it all just felt unfinished and because a decently sized handful of you all seemed to be into my story, my style, or both. (Also, who am I kidding: I most *definitely* missed that voyeuristic rush.)

I intended to recount the whole of this story in a single post, but my tendency to sort of savor the details got the better of me.

All of what follows is strictly true, although specific bits such as dialogue and particulars such as where I placed my hand when, etc., are obviously approximated. I kept a journal during this time, and sure, it was unforgettable in its own way, but it was still two years ago.

[MF] Stream room

My husband and I finally managed to get a night away from the kids and enjoy the opportunity to let our hair down and have some quality time ;)

The hotel had a indoor pool, sauna and steam room, which we headed straight down too. There were only a couple of people about, so after a few laps of the pool we headed into the sauna.

My husband was clearly looking to do more than just relax and I told him “I wouldn’t be doing anything, it’s too hot and public”.

He said ok, after a few minutes we started some gentle kissing and wasn’t long before we were making out like a pair of teenagers. My husband not needing much encouragement slid his hands down my hand and around my breasts, pulling aside my bikini top so my tits are are fully exposed.

I felt like such a slut with the other people in the pool and we were just in front of the sauna door looking out. He told my spread my legs and I couldn’t object, so I opened them slightly just allowing him to slide his fingers into my wet pussy. It wasn’t enough for him and he pulled my legs up so I was in a sitting spread eagle position and I just took it as played with my clit with my pussy and tits fully exposed.