Tag: Straight

Sex with the singer’s girlfriend [MFM]

Some of the stories I posted over the last couple of years are gone forever from reddit, so I figured I would come back and start posting some old ones to make sure they aren’t lost. I post new stories occasionally as well when I have a chance. Here is an old one. Hope you enjoy:

***Like I’ve said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. I’m generally considered a good-looking guy (6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give.***

I think I had just turned 21. I sang in a band for a few years and we used to rent a room in a building for bands to practice in. There were always different bands milling around, so we got to be friends/friendly with quite a few of them. Read more »

[MF-noncon/sex addict] Tall Dark and Handsome (part 1)

Prologue

You were in a good place, your messy divorce behind you, your ex husband had finally gotten past his issues and you two worked a civil, if not warm relationship. Stuff was good. Stuff was stable. Stuff was better than it had been ages. You were finally able to explore your deepest desires. Pushing your limits, finding new partners and not bending to the pressures that had bound you in your marriage. You frequently found partners in your network of music lovers, pot growers, and artsy photogs. You blissfully bounched from lover to lover, each time pushing your limits a little further each rendezvous. Your FWB network quickly grew and your limits turned into requirements. You found little satisfaction with safe, transitional sex. Read more »

Tall Dark and Handsom(MF)

Prologue

You were in a good place, your messy divorce behind you, your ex husband had finally gotten past his issues and you two worked a civil, if not warm relationship. Stuff was good. Stuff was stable. Stuff was better than it had been ages. You were finally able to explore your deepest desires. Pushing your limits, finding new partners and not bending to the pressures that had bound you in your marriage. You frequently found partners in your network of music lovers, pot growers, and artsy photogs. You blissfully bounched from lover to lover, each time pushing your limits a little further each rendezvous. Your FWB network quickly grew and your limits turned into requirements. You found little satisfaction with safe, transitional sex. Read more »

Sharing Her: Summer Camp Sleepover (gangbang, menage, outdoor, camping, group sex, lesbian)

Hello again!

My last post got some great reception and I was so happy to hear from those who loved my story! [To celebrate the release of one of my nastiest, raunchiest, and smuttiest stories yet,](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0741DP8FG) I decided to put together another excerpt for you all from the same series!

The story here is from [Sharing Her: Summer Camp Sleepover!](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B073HSB7C9). If you enjoy the read, please check out my entire catalog at my [Author Page](https://www.amazon.com/author/elissalane), which is all FREE on Kindle Unlimited!

Please enjoy and, as always, drop some feedback in the comments if you’re so inclined! -xoxo

“Wet Hot American Cummer.”

The tent finally exploded into laughter. The group could bottle their laughter only for so long. Even Maggie cracked a smile, a rare occurrence that didn’t go unnoticed.

“You broke Mag, Brian. A regular human would probably be rolling on the floor.”

Brian, sitting near the end of the tent with his flashlight directed straight up at his face, scary-story style, gazed shrewdly at Maggie. She blushed. He had piercing blue eyes, even in the dimly lit tent, that could send Maggie’s knees to shaking if she wasn’t careful. She repositioned herself on the edge of the cot. True, she didn’t laugh a lot. Being put under Brian’s bright blue microscope was the last thing she wanted. Read more »

Sharing Her: Summer Camp Sleepover (gangbang, menage, outdoor, camping, group sex, lesbian)

Hello again!

My last post got some great reception and I was so happy to hear from those who loved my story! [To celebrate the release of one of my nastiest, raunchiest, and smuttiest stories yet,](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0741DP8FG) I decided to put together another excerpt for you all from the same series!

The story here is from [Sharing Her: Summer Camp Sleepover!](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B073HSB7C9). If you enjoy the read, please check out my entire catalog at my [Author Page](amazon.com/author/elissalane), which is all FREE on Kindle Unlimited!

Please enjoy and, as always, drop some feedback in the comments if you’re so inclined! -xoxo

“Wet Hot American Cummer.”

The tent finally exploded into laughter. The group could bottle their laughter only for so long. Even Maggie cracked a smile, a rare occurrence that didn’t go unnoticed.

“You broke Mag, Brian. A regular human would probably be rolling on the floor.”

Brian, sitting near the end of the tent with his flashlight directed straight up at his face, scary-story style, gazed shrewdly at Maggie. She blushed. He had piercing blue eyes, even in the dimly lit tent, that could send Maggie’s knees to shaking if she wasn’t careful. She repositioned herself on the edge of the cot. True, she didn’t laugh a lot. Being put under Brian’s bright blue microscope was the last thing she wanted. Read more »

One Night Twin Peaks [MFF]

This is story is back from when I was a junior in high school. One Saturday night I was chilling at my friend Dane’s house with a group of people, about 5 of us Dane, Anthony, Sam, Morgan, and myself. Dane had told me about these two twins that had lived down the street from him that would definitely like to meet me. Apparently they had a thing for black guys. Like drool over Chris Brown type of shit. Now Anthony was their older brother buy a year and me and him were cool and he didn’t give a fuck that I wanted to hookup with them. He had actually been putting in a good word for me with them for a while but didn’t have the chance to meet them in the past. I said we should go over and get them to come chill with us. Read more »

Spending the weekend at my ex-gf’s mother’s house. [MF] [Milf] [Long]

Long time lurker, first time poster, unfortunately I cannot post this story from my main account as no one except for my best friend knows the details of this story. Please pardon my grammar and typos as English is not my first language and I took great care in not leaving any relevant details.

To give you some context regarding me, I used to be overweight and I would rather spend my time playing video games and watching videos on youtube than playing football and going to the gym, which lead to me having a self confidence level of the sinking Titanic. Everything changed when at the age of 15 I met a guy who is now my best friend – let’s call him Brian. Brian was the guy everyone liked, handsome, smart, and friendly to everyone who was willing to talk to him. After we started talking, he ended up convincing me to join the gym with him. Fast forward 6 years, I am now 186cm tall, well built guy, hazel/brown eyes, but I still have issues with acne scars around my torso and chin/neck area even though it has severely improved since I joined the gym. Read more »

The most casual of sex [MF]

Over the year or two I spent getting laid mainly off dating apps while I was single, this is the only time it was just as simple as fucking. This doesn’t seem to be uncommon for a lot of people, but all the other times for me I at least had to take them on a date.

This is back when you could post “stories” or whatever for all of your matches to see. One night, in a horny, and admittedly foolish and inappropriate, rage, I posted a dick pic on my story for everyone to see. Surprisingly enough, someone quickly “liked” the post. Her name was Alexus (sounds about right, right?), and we had matched a while back but had never messaged each other. I responded by messaging her what you would expect a horny douche bag to: “You like that?” “Mhmmm” she replies. “Show me something I’ll like?” We exchange numbers and she sends me a great closeup of her tits — average size, maybe smalls Cs, very perky, tiny little brown nipples. From the rest of her pics, she’s dark complected, dark curly hair, honestly not the hottest, but attractive enough with a solid body. I later find out she runs marathons. Read more »

[MF] my masseur goes a little bit deeper… (pic of my wet pussy posted)

FIRST POST : https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6hd4hw/mf_wishing_my_masseur_would_go_a_little_bit/?st=J594A2P6&sh=d745fddc

After a long month, I headed into my massage after smoking a quick joint on the walk over to the spa. I always hate making eye contact with the receptionist, because chances are they are slightly judging my stoned self. Oh well.

I was only able to get an hour long massage (rather than my standard 1.5hrs), since… GASP… my sexy masseur is moving… out of state. And since he is leaving, he was all booked up with massages. I was disappointed, but happy to get an hour and even happier that this was my out… it was now or never to make a move and even if I get shot down, it wouldn’t matter because he is leaving. It was the perfect situation. I couldn’t have been been more excited.

He comes back to grab me and takes me back to the room. We did the standard… what kind of massage are you looking for, what are we focusing on… I was dying to say those skilled fingers all over and inside of my pussy. But, alas, I was super awkward and just said full body, focus on my (thighs… upper, inner thighs…) neck/shoulders. He does this like should I leave while she is changing sort of dance and ends up out the door, so I change. He walks back in the room and I’m certain I’m almost soaked thru the fucking sheets already. Read more »

Funnest first date in a while: A quick and dirty story [MF]

After about three years of dating exclusively through the internet (apps and Reddit), I was a little skeptical when my friend offered to set me up with a friend of his. The fact that he’d dated a while back was also a little funny to me, but he genuinely believed we’d make a better match than he ever did and encouraged me to give it a shot.

She and I traded texts for a few days, until finally agreeing to meet at a New Orleans-themed bar in downtown. I wasn’t surprised to find it mostly empty on a Sunday evening, save for a few groups of hardcore Sunday Fundayers raging against the dying of the weekend. When Jess (we’ll call her) finally arrived, I was really impressed; my buddy had said she was cute, but I’d expected it to be a euphemism for “okay.” But cute was the perfect description — she was petite (at about 5’3″), with short hair and an adorable smile. Read more »