A [F]orrest Gu[M]p Kind of Day

More of my misadventures from Los Angeles.

[My previous story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6iil32/my_introduction_to_california/)

There will be a little bit of set-up here but I’ll try and get to the good parts quickly, so bear with me please.

Through work I met a guy named Jerry and helped him out in a big way, mainly because it didn’t inconvenience me too much and he seemed like a nice guy. He was adamant about returning the favor so we swapped phone numbers with him promising to get in touch with me. I had no belief he that he would though, it’s an L.A. thing but low-and-behold a week or two later he texted me and asked what my plans for Labor Day were as it was only a few days away. I was off work and didn’t have any plans and told him as much so he invited me to the pool party at the Standard Hotel on Sunset. I hadn’t been to the Sunset Strip yet but I was aware of it and it’s notorious nature so I agreed and told him I’d be flying solo which he claimed wouldn’t be an issue.

[MF] New to town, I got a heck of a welcoming gift

So, I recently moved to a town south of Portland, Maine, took up a job with a small company and have pretty much loved every minute of living here. I moved out here from Nebraska to pretty much just try something new. With that all said, one of the more bizarre experiences of my life transpired just two weeks of being here.

We had a little barbeque at one of my coworker’s houses, and they even invited me, the new guy. I thought that was pretty special, and after a week of work, I had gotten along with just about everyone. So, I get there and it’s a crowd of about 20 people. Coworkers, their families; kids and a couple neighbors. Me, I came alone because, well, I’m the new guy.

The sun starts setting and the beers keep falling. It was a really great time; super low key. So, it’s about 8 p.m. and that’s when I meet Liz for the first time. Older daughter of one of the neighbors who had come over. She’s super cute, about 5-foot-9, brunette hair down to her shoulders. She’s wearing this blue flowy top that is older, maybe a size too small at this point. Or maybe it was made to accentuate her figure.

Turning the tables on [M]y Dom Wi[F]e Lucy (Part 1)

I’m back again with another update for you guys about my wife Lucy. For those of you who haven’t read my [Last Stories]( https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6hsysf/my_wife_caught_me_watching_porn/), long story short is that after years of vanilla sex my wife has found her sexual awaking by using me as her personal sex slave. But after our last session Lucy challenged me to take control and surprise her.

It’s a Man’s World? [MF][AltReal][Reluc]

[Hello all, here’s a story I’ve been toying around with, ten pages or so. This is all I have so far, but I thought you might enjoy it. It is *kind of* a FemDom story, but not in the way you might be thinking. It’s a “what if?” kind of concept, a sexier Twilight Zone, if you will. Feel free to comment.]

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**It’s a Man’s World?**

Bethany Ambrose, Beth to her friends, was nervous about her interview. It was her first major opportunity outside of college, a real job possibility rather than an internship or a training program that *might* lead to a job. Brannon Industries was one of those indeterminate mega-corporations, they did a little bit of everything, and did very well on the stock market. As she entered the corporate center, one of half-a-dozen such buildings across the US, she adjusted her jacket and skirt and stepped up to the security desk.

“I’m here for a ten AM interview,” she said, trying to sound confident. The security guard looked her up and down from behind his desk.

Come fuck me hard and he did! [M] [F]

  I met Jalil at the beginning of the year. I put a posting on Craigslist for and arabic guy to play with. He was my first reply , I couldn’t believe my eyes he replied to me but then haven’t seen him for months. We’ve chatted back in forth in text. He is incredibly HOT! Thick black hair slicked back, full beard and mustache which is nicely trimmed with the most amazing heart full lips. Hes 5’7 in his 20’s muscular with the wonderful man V on his tummy and has some nice trimmed hair on his body. He dresses sexy casual and smells fuckin even hotter. Yesterday we made plans for him to come over and fuck me hard today.

     I got up early to prepare for his arrival. Lit candles , showered,  put on a sexy black lace baby doll -no panties. No point in panties. Ha!  Sprayed some of my perfume on so hopefully he’ll smell me on him all day. Layed back in bed to wait for him. He texted me he was on his way around 9am. I got out my little vibrator to pop off the first cum before he came. I’m sliding the vibrator on my pussy lips , so i use some lotion to make it feel more enjoyable. Within 10 minutes thinking of him coming in to kiss me sent me into spasms and i came hard. I was now super wet and licked my fingers to taste my pussy juice. 

I 21 [M] had sex with a 25 [F] married girl… and I feel good about it. (X-post r/NSFWIAMA) [cheating]

I don’t want to be judged. I just want to tell my story.

About a week ago, a close friend of mine (my fwb) told me about a girl she had met on client-side work. The two ticked and flirted in their usual girl ways. She told her she was feeling a bit under-appreciated in her relationship. My friend took a gamble and asked if she could take her number. The girl gave it to her, and over the next few days they texted a lot. I was drawn into the picture when my friend described her sex-life to her new friend.

She connected the two of us up via discord to keep as much anonymity between us. This girl described her life as a routine she was tired off. Naturally, I’m not one to interfere with a relationship (from grassroots to long-term), but coming as a suggestion from my fwb… well I was obviously curious.

I’ll call her S. Over discord, I found out that S was married, had a child who was about 1, and wasn’t feeling the spark in her relationship anymore. The conversation was super suggestive, and she had sent a cheeky verification photo when I asked (just to make sure I wasn’t being played by my friend). She said she was excited and nervous EVEN before there was any direction to the conversation.

Fist of July [MFM] [Exhibition] – Getting fisted by my airman, while using a Hitachi, in front of a random sailor.

July 4th. Happy treason day, colonials! Every year on this day I write a letter to the Queen of England and beg her to take back the colonies. So far, no response. Today I never got around to my letter writing, instead my boyfriend spent the better part of the day using me as a hand-warmer. We have discovered there’s next level orgasms to be had in the fisting game and all we had to add to the equation was my Hitachi magic wand. I’ve had sex on drugs, I know what the rest of the world is missing when they’ve never had a 5 hour bang sesh on LSD, or an 8 hour rolly-polly time on E. This is better than all of that, and accessible while sober. I never really feel the desire to get high and bang again; I’ve found Nirvana. Today in particular it was especially life changing.

la fee verte [mff]

The absinthe should have been the end of the evening. Honestly, it should have never gotten to that point, but by the time I came careening back out to the garden from the liquor pantry with my arms full of a half a dozen suspect and intricately labelled bottles, I should have known it was already too late. Lucky for me I have never had much of a sense of judgment.

I was in my thirties at the time. Fat with opulence, slightly overconfident and somewhat cynical. Tall, Saturnine, with an honestly-come-by dad bod, and passably attractive, I was not starved for female companionship, sexual or otherwise, but you’d never have known it to hear me complain.

I shared a house in a small “city” a few hours’ north of NYC with an attractive woman who shared my cynicism, detachment and the certainty that the best years of our lives were behind us. We’d had a history, including not only a business partnership and friendship, but some of the hottest, dirtiest, ashamed-to-tell-your-perviest friends porno sex I’d ever been privileged to be a part of, but we had since settled amicably into a more-or-less platonic arrangement, which still included a great deal of affectionate casual intimacy. And the occasional sexual favor.

Wait, you guys are down to fuck? We only just met [MF][MF]

After my late-summer hookup with [Claire](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6o5ubn/fucking_my_best_friends_freshman_little_sister_on/), I went to my new school. Before I met [Simone](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6nw9xu/making_friends_at_a_new_school/), I did make a couple of friends. One guy in particular, Chris, was another transfer into our school, and we had a lot in common. We had similar interests: beer, football, etc. We were both single and looking to meet people at our new school.

At the beginning of the year, he and I went out one Friday night, looking to get drunk and meet girls, with the goal of getting laid. The town our school was in was a classic college town, with bars populated by undergrads – perfect. We could play the grad student card, plus we were both good looking guys. I’m 6-2 and blond, with a broad, muscular frame that I keep in very good shape. Chris is shorter, like 5-10, and thin, with dark hair and tan skin, and he also stays in really good shape.

We pregamed at his place with some bad college football game on, then went out to one of the bars. We got there and ordered a drink, and looked around at the prospects there. Chris saw two blonde girls who were definitely cute standing a couple feet away from the bar, and he pointed them out to me. I shrugged my shoulders and nodded, yeah, they were cute enough.