[TM] I Was Fucked on a Porsche Outside Someone’s Driveway

Ever since I moved to Texas, I’ve been quite a good girl. Go to work, maybe a couple of classes and go home like a totally normal, responsible person would. I wasn’t like that before I moved here. Every couple of nights, it was drinking, dancing and hooking up with guys. It was what I lived for! It totally was the crowd and city I lived in. If you were a decent looking girl with a flirty personality, you had access to a lot of special things, like clubs, VIP backstage shows and stuff like that.

So when I moved to a new state I didn’t have any friends or bouncer admirers and things like that. After settling down a couple of months I finally started to go out a little more and went back to using Reddit and dating sites like Okcupid and Grindr. The other night this guy asked me out for drinks nearby and I said sure why not. I had been wanting to try that bar anyway.

[MF] the girl who loved anal… And ATM

There was this girl who was kind of a groupie of sorts back in the day. She was good friends with a band that my old band used to play with. She was 1 of 3 very close female friends that all went to the shows. I started fucking one of her friends first and I think based on their private conversations she decided she didn’t want to miss out. So we started talking and, very top secret from the friend, started fucking too. (As a side note: I also fucked the 3rd friend who I had to keep it a secret from both the other 2. The 3rd knew about 1 and 2. 2 knew about 1 and 1 didn’t know about 2 and 3. Sorry if that’s confusing) Anywhoo.

This girl was the hottest of the group. Straight black hair. Adorable smile. Handful size tits. Just slightly curvy. But one thing made her the best sexually.

She. Loved. Anal.

I am absolutely an ass man. No contest. I have loved anal for a long time. I have never met a girl like her before when it came to butt sex.

Take What You Want

I had met her only a few times before, but I knew immediately that I had to have her. She worked for one of those car services that are so popular and had picked me up from a few nights out with friends that I’d had just too many. She had such a sweet voice and gorgeous eyes that burned into mine and imprinted on my brain. Somehow, the gods had conspired to bring us together again, only this time, I want going to let her get away. From across the bar I recognized those eyes and that laugh. Seeing her her full face for the first time, I froze. She was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. Short, platinum blonde hair, those eyes I couldn’t get out of my head, and a pair of full red lips that looked so soft and pump that I felt a sudden quick rush of blood to my cock. I nodded to the bartender and slowly made my way through the packed bar over to where she sat nursing her cocktail. She had mentioned before that she liked my confidence and wanted a man who would walk up to her and take what he wanted instead of boring her with mindless conversation. I slid up to the bar close behind her as she was nodding politely to the lunk who was failing to impress her and gently brushed my hand against hers. Her head turned quickly and her eyes flashed surprise for an instant before a look of relief and excitement dawned over her face.

Reintroducing [m]y [f]riend to the joys of an open relationship

Evening all. Long time lurker, first time poster, all that jazz.

I never thought I’d have a story to tell on this subreddit. I haven’t seen any action for the last two-and-a-half years, and I didn’t expect that to change any time soon. On Saturday night, it did.

**The Backstory**

I met a girl, who for the purposes of this story is called Justine, about this time last year. I had just started professional wrestling training, whereas she had been doing it on and off for a while. Being someone who admits themselves to be not in particularly good physical shape, I was reassured when Justine welcomed me into the sessions, and we got on reasonably well. However, due to a regular ol’ mugging in which I got bottled in the back of the head, I had to give it up (pro wrestling is extremely conscious of concussions, so no hard feelings). Justine and I kept loosely in touch over the next few months, but not to any remarkable extent.

Hotel Tryst [MF] [exhib, bd, ds]

You follow the familiar route to our secret getaway, the path a blur of street lamps and red lights, until you arrive at the hotel. The valet trades your claim ticket for your keys, the engine purring back to life as the car disappears into the garage. You’re left slightly shivering in the cool evening air, before walking inside and entering the elevator.

As the lift lurches up each floor, you can feel the tug of anticipation welling up inside you, unsure of what awaits you. Leaving the elevator, you furtively scan the hallway, ensuring no one saw you steal away to our sanctuary. Slipping the key into the lock with a muffled click, you open the door and enter the suite, a rush of humid air escaping the room like a pleasured sigh.

Inside, a single lamp was lit, casting a glow on an envelope. Tearing the thick paper open, a small card flutters to the floor. On it, simple instructions:

“I’ve drawn you a bath. Warm yourself in the water. I’ll be along shortly. Wait for me.”

Threesome with my gf and her cousin Part 3 of 3 FINAL [FFM]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/23sjgv/my_threesome_with_my_gf_and_her_cousin_mff/)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/23vumd/my_threesome_with_my_gf_and_her_cousin_mff_part_2/)

I’ve been thinking about updating this post for awhile now. I guess since I got part of the story out there I kinda wanna tell the whole thing. The thing with this story is, yeah its my go-to when I want to think about something sexy, when I want to get hard basically. But I’ve definitely built it up in my mind..and the thing is with threesomes is you might end up looking back and regretting things you didn’t do or didn’t try. You end up inserting your fantasies into the reality and it changes your memories, if you know what I mean. But the real version, while maybe not as perfect as you might want it, its real and that’s the point of me writing this. This is the pure, unadultered version – because why lie to the internet right? No sarcasm, like I’m on a throwaway account so who cares. Also I’ve decided to use the real names since a) I don’t want to keep up with the aliases and b) fuck it, you girls know what you did. PM me if you read this though :) So Amy (gf) is actually Chany and her cousin is Nessa. There I said it.

A letter to an email friend [MF]

I have a friend I met through GWS with whom I occasionally correspond, sharing some of our adventures with each other. We send each other stories we think the other will enjoy. Here is one I sent her not long ago that she really, really liked. Let me know what you all think about it.

Dear ….

So, I had quite an adventure this weekend, and I figured I owed it to you to let you know the details ….

As I mentioned, my wife has been out of town traveling for work. And no, she’s not back yet. And yes, I am completely frustrated. So on Friday I said fuck it, I left work early, and hopped in the car to meet her. That meant a six hour drive to Little Rock, basically just to see her for one night. It was worth it.

I guess I just love older women [MF] [cheating] [MIL]

Truth be told, there is nothing to “guess” about here — I know I’ve always loved older women.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my wife as well. She is a fit, big breasted brunette that never fails to turn heads. Her *mother* though!

My mother in law is a little bit taller than my wife, maybe 5’6, and thin. She isn’t fit as much as she is just one of those women that hit the genetic lottery and has remained slender throughout her life; at 55, she could easily pass for 45. She is divorced and lives alone, and in the years prior to this story she had undergone something of a metamorphosis. Call it a mid life crisis or her finding herself, she suddenly started dressing in skin tight jeans and revealing tops.

It all started with a vintage Mustang.

[F] Watched my plump prostitute aunt shagging.

Years ago I [F40’s] had to go on a course up in Birmingham. To save a bit of cash I stayed with an aunt. I didn’t know her that well but she happily agreed to put me up for the week.

On the Thursday in the middle of the morning there was a power cut in the training building. After about an hour they decided to abort the morning session and agreed to reconvene after lunch. That gave me a good couple of hours, so instead of kicking about on a desolate industrial estate I decide to pop back to my aunts’ place.

I wasn’t expecting her home so just let myself in and put the kettle on. While I pottered about I cold hear a noise from upstairs. It was a rhythmic creaking noise. I could also hear some groaning.

I switched off the kettle so I could hear better. It was definitely the unmistakable sound of sex. Intrigued and getting turned on I had to investigate. If she had assumed so was not going to be disturbed she might have left her door open. I slipped off my shoes and began a slow quiet ascent of the stairs. As I approached the top of the stairs the sounds grew loader. I could hear her giving proper porn movie encouragement.

Key West [MF] [FF] [MFMF]

Late 1986. Reneé woke up sick the morning that the test results would come out to find out who made First Class. Pulling the covers over her head she said, “I’m calling in sick”.

“Get up, let’s go for a run”.

“No”

“Wanna fuck instead?”

“I think I fucked myself on that test. The more I think about it the worse I believe I did. Plus they are only advancing the top three percent”.

“Bullshit, you passed. No one knows the paperwork better than you. The Chief over at Base Admin calls you instead of reading through the books”.

“I didn’t pass. I won’t ship over again if I don’t make it”.

“Yes you will. Come on, let’s run. I’ll even keep up with you”.

“You can’t”.

“Let me rephrase that. I’ll try real hard to keep up with you”.

Begrudgingly she got out of bed and got dressed. After stretching we were on our way. She set a brisk pace. We ran silently for a few miles before she said, “I’ll meet you back at the house”, then started to outdistance me. I didn’t even try to catch up.