Tag: Straight

[MF] Conversation With Divorced MILF Inside Apartment Laundry Room Leads To Best Moment Of My Life…PART TWO!

[This link will take you](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8gt4pz/mf_conversation_with_divorced_milf_inside/) to part one of this story. You should probably read it before reading part two, ’cause that’s how the world works.

**PART TWO BELOW**

 

Did you click on the link? All caught up now? Great. If you read the comments, you’ll see that a few people had some suggestions on how I might be able to track Melody down. One kind user mentioned that I should check the directory outside the front door to see if I could find her listed. I’m happy to report this suggestion worked, but not without an awkward moment.

I went outside, scrolled through the directory and found her name; however, there was one other person with the same name…

Melody J

Melody R

Fuck me. I don’t know her last name, and it’s not like they just reveal their apartment number on the directory. It’s a call box, so you have to press a green telephone button and it dials whatever number they put in the system. Read more »

A Week Of Fantasy Island [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

I saw it advertised online. In clear black and white in the pages of an adult entertainment website. I was not sure what I was looking for, other than a release from the doldrums of a dire day to day existence. I had come out of a long term relationship rudderless, and the seemingly endless sea of porn and unfilled promises was doing my head in. The words read out like a beacon to my cock.

# Fantasy Island

Within the advertisement, was a promise of a week of heteroflexibility, where you would be one of many, ready to take part in a competition of sexual pleasure. I didn’t know what to make of it, at first. Heteroflexible? Admittedly, that was something that ended my relationship. I had dearly wanted my ex girlfriend to put toys in my ass and she wouldn’t. I started watching bisexual porn and became intrigued by the cocks of other men. Was it going to be worth the flight in Australia and the copious bits of paperwork required. Paperwork to attain consent, which would be verbally confirmed upon arrival. Read more »

My Weekend with Lily [MF]

This story is about my experience with a Redditor named Lily. I saw a comment she made on Reddit that wasn’t really about sex. The topic interests me, and I wanted to say hi. Before I did that, I checked out her Reddit profile, and it turns out she comments about sex all the time. She is an incredibly sexual person. So I messaged her about the first post, and to my surprise, she wrote back! After a few messages, we seemed to be getting along, and she asked my what is my SnapChat. I didn’t have one, but Lily wanted mine, so I got one. We started messaging a couple times a day.

I got the impression her SnapChat is highly sought after. She sometimes sends out sexy or nude pictures to the few people lucky enough to be on her list. I got a few too, and she is hot. Wow, what a body. She is also very interesting. She is really smart. She is sarcastic and funny. She has a great personality, and I am glad I got to know her. Read more »

[MF] Me and my husband have sex on the Caledonian sleeper train.

I love erotic stories, they are much hotter than video porn for me. I like true stores the best, and I’ve always wanted to try writing some of my own. So I figured, why not take advantage of my new anonymous account, and go for it.

This is the story of what me and my husband did on a sleeper train to Scotland, and of probably the best orgasm I have ever, ever had. This happened about 6 years ago. We were both 22, newly married, and on our way to Scotland for a summer camping holiday.

The overnight trains from London to Scotland are called the Caledonian Sleeper. You can book a normal seat or, for a bit more money, a little private cabin with a bed.

The cabins have two narrow bunk beds, one above the other. If you are travelling alone you might have to share with a stranger, but if you book as a couple you can both go in the same cabin. They are really small; they have two beds, and just space for one person to stand and get dressed alongside them. They have a counter top and a little sink, with a window above. Read more »

Act IV: an experi[M]ental post about swimming in a nudist island. [F]irst public masturbation experience.

In 2016, a couple of days before meeting Marie after not seeing her for a year, I wrote this: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8heaa7/i_to_iii_that_time_where_i_went_swimming_and_did/

I will see her again in 3 weeks, and one poster from gonewild who enjoyed reading my posts, /u/blankets_and_tea (do check her out), inspired me to write about my last encounter with Marie.

Prelude to Act IV:

While visiting friends, the summer of 2016, I contacted Marie after not seeing her (or talking to her) since moving to another country in 2015: ‘hey, are you free two days from now? “ -“yes! let’s play” -“I have a place in mind”

I was about to suggest going to a sauna spot by a lake, with a lake-water fed outdoor pool, where I would be able to take in plenty of eye candy… but before I was able to tell her where I wanted to meet, she wrote “how about we go for a swim again. We could go to the far end of Werdisnel, and swim naked.”

My cock got hard when I read her reply.

Act IV: Read more »

Experimental Act IV: [M]eeting her in a small nudist island. [F]uck, she is so hot.

In 2016, a couple of days before meeting Marie after not seeing her for a year, I wrote this:

Act III: she (25F) is finally fully naked. He (32M) ties her bikini to a buoy. from gonewildstories

I will see her again in 3 weeks, and one poster from gonewild who enjoyed reading my posts, /u/blankets_and_tea (do check her out), inspired me to write about my last encounter with Marie.

Prelude to Act IV:

While visiting friends, the summer of 2016, I contacted Marie after not seeing her (or talking to her) since moving to another country in 2015: ‘hey, are you free two days from now? “
-“yes! let’s play”
-“I have a place in mind”

I was about to suggest going to a sauna spot by a lake, with a lake-water fed outdoor pool, where I would be able to take in plenty of eye candy… but before I was able to tell her where I wanted to meet, she wrote “how about we go for a swim again. we can go to the far end of Werdisnel, and swim naked.”

My cock got hard when I read her reply. Read more »

Fun With A Cheating Barista [MF][Oral][Cheating][Str8]

My face was lit up with an infectious smile as I walked into the cafe near my work. The familiar jingle of the bells as I opened the door made me smirk. My eyes looked around the place scoping out a place to sit down after I place my order, but it wasn’t hard since the place was practically empty. I go stand in the queue with two other customers; a short petite blonde in her fitness outfit and an older gentleman in his business attire browsing his phone. My gaze fell on the barista behind the counter taking the orders. She wore the most beautiful smile I have ever seen on a human being.

Her hair was a soft brown, like the bark of an oak tree, not dark but simply gentle in any light. It was tied up in a messy bun letting him know she has had a busy day. When it was finally my turn she gave me a bright smile. Her green eyes gave me a quick look over, as mine did her. The few freckles that were sprinkled on her pale face gave her a cute look. Read more »

[MF] After the 2nd screening of 50 shades (Warning, rough)

Warning, this is rough, if you’re not a fan of very rough (but consensual) sex, you may want to look away.

If you read the first one you’d know that, during a screening of 50 shades my innocent on the outside but filthy on the inside ex Ashley had proposed a FWB situation during our time seeing 50 shades at the cinema. She’d then toyed around with me in the cinema before practically begging to be taken home and used roughly. Ashley liked it rough, in fact at times when we were dating she wanted it rougher than I could give, for some reason, that night I didn’t have as many qualms.

We’re standing in the hall to my apartment, “You know the drill, Red, Orange, Green”. As soon as she nods agreement I smile, grab her hair and tug her towards me, “you’re going to be used like a slut”. She groans as my hand grips her hair, the other pushes up her hoody and begins toying with her breasts. Cupping, squeezing, rolling, she loved her nipples being played with, my fingers circling them, tugging them, increasing the pressure, the amount I pull, the amount I twist. I didn’t hold back, I knew she liked pain and she certainly seemed turned on enough. My fingers let go of her nipples and reached for her skirt, pushing it and her panties down. “Get into the bedroom and take off that hoody, sluts don’t wear clothes in my house” wordlessly she complies, stumbling down the hall, hoody being discarded and hurrying to the bedroom. Read more »

All work and No Play makes you a sad boy

I miss working with you. I miss making you laugh. I miss all the jokes and the fun times. I miss the way you smell. I miss the deep, husky sound of your voice. I miss sharing a smoke with you. It always felt so personal. You’d have a few drags before heading back inside, handing me the almost full one.

I can’t really tell you when I started wanting you. I remember the flirting and the side eyes. I was at work one morning when I saw you pull up. My heart started racing. I couldn’t figure it out. Then I saw you, walking down the hall. My stomach dropped. I felt it then. That raw need. Desire. I wanted you. I have wanted you for months now.

I want to know what those big hands feel like on my skin. I want to know what your mouth tastes like. I bet its smoky and sweet. I want to know what your chest feels like under my hands as I rub it. I wonder, what does your neck taste like if I were to kiss and nibble it? Read more »

Punk Show Got More Hardcore Than I Was Expecting! [FM] [really long, sorry!]

I have lived a small desert town for most of my life, not incredibly exciting, but not especially boring, either. I’ve had my fair share of adventures, but recently, I felt like I needed something more.

So, I decided to take a trip up to the big city: Salt Lake City, to be exact. I have a few friends there, we normally hit up bars and basement shows, just to check out the local scene. I’ve always been a fan of punk, my first Descendents record changed my god damn life. You can get lost in it, you can jam out, you can just fuckin’ rage. Lucky for me, my Salt Lake friends agree, and we always find some good stuff happening, or at least good enough that we can get drunk and pretend that they’re the next NOFX, or something.

I was staying with my pals Lauren and Andy, Lauren had heard through some acquaintances that there was gonna be a show at some dive bar venue, don’t remember the bands playing, but it was guaranteed to either get wrecked or rage on the floor. Sounded great! I put my war paint on, dark lipstick, black eyeliner, etc. We called for an Uber, and we were off to the bar. Read more »