[M]e and C #2: The time I enlisted her best friend to help me punish her

This is a followup to the last story I posted, which you can find in my post history if you want to catch up first. The tldr of that story: I had a dysfunctional relationship with my first serious girlfriend in college, C, which lasted about 3 years in which we repeatedly cheated on each other.

This is jumping ahead a bit, to our last year of college when we’d both basically gotten used to the way things were. She’d already cheated on me three times prior to this (including the first one, described in my previous story) but I had only done it in retaliation once, and I actually don’t know if she ever found out about that one. But basically, the ongoing dynamic had been established: when she got frustrated enough, she’d fuck someone else without making any effort to hide it, wait for me to find out, and I’d find something to do to her as her dom that one-upped the last time as her punishment. So we were getting to the point where I really would have to be creative when it happened again.

I summoned a witch to try and save my marriage. What could go wrong?

Derek checked the printout again, going over every detail. He had the candles in the right position, the runes were drawn just like in the picture, and the incantation was ready. He glanced at himself in the mirror and had a momentary flash of doubt.

What was he doing? He didn’t believe in magic. This was crazy.

But by now, he was at the end of his rope. He had tried talking to Emily a thousand times about their problems. He had suggested couples therapy, adult stores, watching porn together, role play, toys, dress up…anything he could think of. Yet at every suggestion, she continued to rebuff him. At this point, it had been a solid six months since they had slept together. But no matter how he tried to approach the issue, she seemed disinterested in the idea.

Was it him, he wondered, as he looked at his reflection. He had been channeling all of his sexual frustration into working out, into improving his body, hoping she would notice. But still, nothing. He had been getting plenty of attention from his coworkers, but it wasn’t them he wanted.

He wanted his wife.

I Know That You Guys Probably Heat This Kind Of Thing All The Fuckin’ Time, But This Particular Erotic Literature That I Authored, Really Does Happen To Be A 100% Non-financial Account Of Events That Actually Took Place In Real Life

This is part of one of my many anecdotal autobiographical ranting monologues I have written.The sad part about this, is that it is absolutely positively 100% true . . .

The first video on the top of this is ALexander Sveltina’s compassionate educational Youtube video, where he bravely exposes his big beautiful junk to the world, while teaching his audience how to perform a testicular self-examination, in order to screen for any kind of lumps, ridges, lesions, or anything out of the ordinary, that could possibly be cancerous, while giving the viewer the opportunity to search for malignancies, while doing the exam, and within the privacy if their very own home. Without unnecessarily having to go to the doctors office, where they could be put in the unfortunate uncomfortable position, where they have to have a male doctor fondle their balls.

Unless your PCP happens to be a woman—or if you’re really lucky, a young and attractive woman—then undergoing such an intimate experience that necessitates a doctor to carefully, and methodically explore your junk with their hands, wouldn’t be so bad of an experience at all.

I 25 [F] fucked an ex 22 [M] in a hotel straight after a breakup with my 34 [M] Boyfriend

Heya!

I’ve been telling the story of my sex life over the past few years and this is a second installment. You can find the first part [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/p1wy5i/a_breakup_between_me_f_and_an_ex_m_partner_leads/) This also falls under the monthly contest! Wish me luck!

My current boyfriend and I went through an extremely rough patch a couple of years ago. It’s not important why we broke up, but what I did and couldn’t wait to do soon afterwards. I went through a phase a few months before after a previous breakup where I fucked a bunch of exes and had a few one night stands with random guys, so I thought I’d do the same with this one.

The day after the break up I was feeling extremely upset and needed comfort in the form of a dick, so I contacted my favorite ex, Marcus. Terrible boyfriend, but and amazing fuck. We knew what we were when we’d meet up and that was sex. Pure pleasure. He lived 2 hours away in a different city, so I booked a hotel for the night in his city and headed his way.

Sleeping with the News Anchor [MF]

When I came home after several years working in Europe, the Trustees of my University alma mater reached out to me and invited me to sit on the Board of Trustees. I had demonstrated some modicum of success. I had taken my company public and my name was in the news (in a good way). I was flattered they thought I might be able to assist my school for which I deeply cared. So, I started a five-year term as a university Trustee.

One of the other Trustees on the Board was a local news anchor. We’ll call her Linda. Linda and I went way back. She interviewed me back when my business was first getting started and we had stayed in touch, albeit remotely, over the previous 10 years or so. Linda was tall, lightly Hispanic, shapely and about five years younger than me. Linda was well known in her market, had gone through a difficult time over the previous few years. She had children some years back and had an ugly divorce with another newscaster. Still, you couldn’t tell as her personality remained bright and optimistic. I always admired that about her and I had occasion to share that with her at our first Trustee meeting. Her light mocha skin blushed at my compliment and she demurely looked down. I followed her gaze and quietly admired her thin, muscular legs all the way down to her spiked heels.

A Happy New Year

Amy is my girlfriend, she has a pretty bad gag reflex and can’t get most of my dick in her mouth (6 inches long, 5.2 inches girth).

Jacob and Tara were our best couple friends and we decided to spend New Years together. The year was 2005.

I got bold and asked Amy if she’d suck my dick when midnight struck. She looked flabbergasted and said “no, babe. Jacob and Tara are here too and we are going to celebrate together”.

Jacob, the genius that he is, quickly follows up with “I think that’s a great plan, Tara are you down to do it too?

Tara was thinking and it took a few seconds but she finally said “sure but I don’t want anyone else seeing my suck your dick… it’s a little degrading”. Jacob looked defeated, but that’s when I casually pull out a blanket and say, no one will be able to see with a couple of these over you two.

Tara took another minute of convincing but finally said “fine, but just cuz I love Jacob’s big cock”.

We celebrated New Years with a bang while his friend watched [MF]

My 2021 New Years celebration was a bit different from what I normally do. Because of Covid, bars and clubs were shut, so most people resorted to renting hotel rooms or throwing house parties. Kayn’s best friend, Harry, was kind enough to organise a house party so we could all party in a safe space. Prior to the party, I was over at Kayn’s to have dinner and to count down with his family on New Year’s Eve. Kayn prepared and cooked a deliciously indulgent meal for us. A tomato burrata salad, French onion soup, a huge tender rib-eye steak and baked shells with ricotta cheese and ragu, just to name a few dishes! I wasn’t sure how someone as talentless as me could land such a sexy, athletic, smart, kind guy who also loves to cook (and is really good at it).

Shortly after the countdown, Kayn and I changed into our party outfit and quickly headed to Harry’s. We were both as sober as a judge, so the moment we stepped into his flat, we were shoved 3-4 drinks by a few of his friends. Eager to get on everyone else’s level, that was no problem and we downed the drinks quickly.

The girl in the hotel window [MF]

This is an extension from my previous post, for those who didnt read here is a summary: Met a Swedish girl at a local event, went back to her hotel room with her and her friend, got a blowjob in front of the friend, and then fucked in the shower. It was bliss. Have a read if you want some expansion on that story!

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Since then, I have been texting on and off with Anna (said Swedish girl). From our texts (incl. sexting) it was pretty clear that we both have a high sex drive and are sexually attracted to each other. Unfortunately for me Anna lives in the next state so the chances of hookups are low. However that was until Anna text me saying that the following week (this week) she would be in my state for work, albeit a different city that is 3 hours away. We come to the agreement that I would 100% drive there to have another sex session with her, excitedly she agreed. She was arriving Sunday afternoon, so we arranged that I would meet her and stay Sunday night in the hotel she had booked. In the days leading up, the sexual tension was palpable and the sexting very heavy. Sunday eventually arrived and I made the 3 hour drive up the in morning and met her around 4pm at a cafe. We quickly had a coffee then headed straight to the hotel room.

Out alone and cold

First date, from a totally vanilla app.

The kind of date that five minutes in already has you sneaking impatient glances at your watch and trying to hide your ever growing yawns with great difficulty. Ten minutes in it’s either slashing your wrists, or the restroom window.

A dimly lit bar. She chose it, which is actually an encouraging sign. And a table at the back of the room that allows whatever little privacy the place can offer.

This time it was surprisingly interesting. The physical chemistry was evident right off the bat. The conversation flowed effortlessly and so did the drinks. I don’t really drink these days, and the liquor goes to my head as if I were a fifteen-year-old having his first beer.

An hour into the date we were enthralled in a heavy make-out session. My last memory of anything like it is from a field trip my class took sophomore year of high school.

I am not one for such public displays of affection, but the smoke-filled room and the loud music allow me to get carried away in the moment.

My second Doordash delivery dare [F]

For all those following my little delivery dare series, this is the story to go with our second Doordash delivery dare. I wore a red plunging playsuit. It’s probably more a beach coverup and exposes my boobs as I walk or with the slightest bend. There’s a picture of me wearing it on our page if anyone needs a visual.

As always, I was both nervous and excited for the dare. All I had on was the playsuit, no bra or panties. The playsuit it a bit small on me, or my ass is now too big because about half my cheeks are visible and a lot of cleavage.

“Ok, he’s coming, get ready babe”, my husband said as he peeked out from behind the blinds. I quickly set up the camera to capture the video and waited patiently until I heard him walk on the pebbles outside out front door. Knowing he was close, I looked down to make sure I was “appropriate”…one boob pretty much out, both nipples out…perfect.