Sometimes my[F] partner[M] needs to fuck my grumpy horny mood out of me, but he does it so well that I can’t shut up about it.

Howdy my dear reader, I am back again with yet another story.
I am just warning you beforehand that this is going to be long story with bad grammar and not really typical super sexy plot you can see on this sub, so you better think twice if you wanna invest your time into this. But well, you have been warned so let’s dig in…

It started all with two and half weeks of no luck. I don’t know how many time it happened to you that circumstances keeps you away from having fun time but in my life it is happening quite regularly. This time the partner’s business trip, urgent visit of relatives and my period aligned so well that all I could do was count days and meditating to get over it.

At first it seemed like I will get over it on Friday’s night. But it turns out that it is simply too soon after my period so instead of classic sex I rewarded my partner with a very sweet blowjob. That kept me going lil longer but during Sunday I could feel like my horniness is coming back and even stronger.

On the train (m/f) (public) (female perspective) (kinda non-con) (lots of teasing) (grinding)

We had been walking around tourist stops for hours and finally settled on a place to eat. It was a dimly lit hole in the wall restaurant but the smell was too tantalizing to resist. As we sit down and are handed our menus I see him look at me with a smirk and I blush looking away. I know what that smile means, I know what he’s thinking. Last time he gave me that smile I ended up bent backwards in a museum bathroom (mind you I had to keep extra quiet because it was well a museum). I start to fiddle with things around me as a ball of nerves finds its way into my stomach. Only being able to accept the fact that something would happen any minute.
It was nearing the end of the day and I was starting to get antsy, he hadn’t touched me after that. As we walked to the subway I was so distracted by my thoughts I didn’t notice his hand sliding across my back and over my ass. When I realized I tried to shrug him away as I didn’t want people to see. He surprisingly let go and adorned that smirk again.
We boarded the train and there was only one place left to sit. I told him I could hold on but he only pulled me onto his lap. We had about a 2 hour train ride so I tried my best to get comfy before I realized i felt him hardening under me. I let out a light gasp and tried to keep my face neutral. He had one arm around my stomach and the other holding his large bag on me. I grabbed onto it for fear it might slip and as soon as I did I felt his hand slide between myself and the bag. I was wearing plain black leggings and no undies so I wouldn’t have panty lines. That certainly was a mistake.
I could already feel myself soaking through the thin fabric my face growing hot. He rubbed my inner thigh inching closer to the clear center of heat. He was of course doing this purposefully painfully slow and I was trying my best to hold back a whimper. After torturing me for what felt like forever he simply cupped my pussy over my tights. “My my my. Is my little girl soaked through already? Tsk tsk tsk” he whispered in my ear making me squirm. “Ah-ah-ah naughty girl, moving so I can get a better angle?” His hot breath fanned over my neck as he pressed his palm harder against me. I bit my lip and whined “please s-stop” I muttered not wanting to draw attention to myself. He lowered his arm on my stomach and pressed me further into him. I could feel every bump and ridge in his cock now as it pressed into my ass.
Every time the train car bumped (which was often). His palm grinded into my clit and I had to stop my hips from moving. He noticed this of course and moved his hand away placing it on my hip, then he pulled down, now his cock was sitting firmly against my swollen pussy. I tried to struggle away but only made it worse As the head of his thick cock pushed against me. I stifled a moan into my arm as he started wrecking me in circles, the veins bumping against my wet slit and clit driving me insane. My breathing got shorter and I had a white knuckle grip on his bag all the while trying to pull away. “ oh you poor thing you seem to be out of breath” he smiled into my neck and trailed his teeth across it causing me to shiver. He continued rocking my hips back and forth only this time with fingers against my clit. I wanted to fight back I wanted to get up but he wouldn’t let up, his swollen cock head was now sat between my slit through my pants. Now he rocks me forward and back harder and harder till I’m almost drooling and begging. “Oh you nasty slit are you about to cum on my lap? Cum for me then bitch”. He speeds up the thrashing until I feel every muscle clamp up as I cum into a blissful white abyss, he doesn’t let up though practically fucking me through my leggings even as I beg him to stop and suddenly I’m cuming again and again till I feel like I can’t walk or think straight. I look around and we’re at our stop and I looks live peed myself with the amount of slick sticky cum down my legs. “What a mess.” He states with a satisfied hum.

She Begged Me to Help “Find Her Prostate” Because Her Husband Wouldn’t [F/M] [Anal] [Creampie]

I’m a massage therapist for wealthy people in a upscale part of Southern California. As a young straight guy, I can say my job definitely has its highs and lows. The highs are when I get to give oil massages to gorgeous, tan trophy wives.

The lows are when I have to give oil massages to their old, wrinkly husbands. (I’ll spare you my mental images of them.) Highs or lows, I’m a professional and I do a good job every time because that’s why they pay me the big bucks and the work is predictable.

At least … most of the time. Last week I had a *very* unexpected session with one of the trophy wives. We’ll call her Jamie.

Jamie is in her early thirties, and she is easily one of my most beautiful clients. Massage therapists see a lot of bodies, and I know who takes care of theirs. Let’s just say that Jamie’s gym routine has her in peak condition. She has curves in all the right places without any cosmetic surgery and she’s very toned with stunning muscle definition.

She Begged Me to Help “Find Her Prostate” Because Her Husband Wouldn’t [F/M] [Anal] [Creampie]

I’m a massage therapist for wealthy people in a upscale part of Southern California. As a young straight guy, I can say my job definitely has its highs and lows. The highs are when I get to give oil massages to [gorgeous](https://unsplash.com/collections/1PomjLcNrS8/elegant/1f5cd11e5da1fec31c4636f1550f8c38), [tan](https://unsplash.com/photos/mDgL7-vDDhI) [trophy wives](https://unsplash.com/photos/9lS3O4ODEQE).

The lows are when I have to give oil massages to their old, wrinkly husbands. (I’ll spare you my mental images of them.) Highs or lows, I’m a professional and I do a good job every time because that’s why they pay me the big bucks and the work is predictable.

At least … most of the time. Last week I had a *very* unexpected session with one of the trophy wives. We’ll call her Jamie.

Jamie is in her early thirties, and she is easily one of my most beautiful clients. Massage therapists see a lot of bodies, and I know who takes care of theirs. Let’s just say that Jamie’s gym routine has her in peak condition. She has [curves in all the right places](https://unsplash.com/photos/5UM5hzPjEW0) without any cosmetic surgery and she’s very toned with stunning muscle definition.

Naughty next door neighbour

It was a hot summers night here in the UK and I was just relaxing in the garden with a drink. I could hear my neighbour in his garden , he’s a older man but a silver fox as we say over here in England 😜 we have only ever said hello in the street so I was surprised when he spoke to me over the fence asking if I wanted to join him in having a drink. So I went over through the back gate…he had poured me a glass of wine- my favourite. There was a slight awkwardness as we stared at each other straight in the eyes… I felt a shiver throughout my body. I fancied him and wanted his big arms to be wrapped around me. Before I could say anything he came close to me and put his hands on the back of my head and started kissing me! The next thing we are lent up against the shed and he’s putting his hand down my knickers- I was wet. He started to moan as he played with me then got his big hard cock out and told me to suck it! I did and enjoyed it. He pulled me up and turned me around, he slid his big cock into my wet pussy and pounded me hard, a few minutes and he cum inside of me. I felt naughty. Next thing he’s telling me to sit down someone’s coming , it was his wife and child. We all sat and had a drink together before I made an excuse to leave. We saw each other in the street a few days later and said our usual hello.

Shopping is a Pleasure [MFF] (Part 3)

[Part 1 Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/p51xp5/shopping_is_a_pleasure_mff_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 2 Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/p64xmp/shopping_is_a_pleasure_mff_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

When we got the room, Sarah made a beeline for the chair and sat down. Maddison let out an “oooh” as she admired our bedroom. I locked Sarah’s ankles to the chair and handed over her vibrator I had taken out.

“Oh! And Maddie can use the new one you got!” Sarah said in excitement. I showed her that it was already on the dresser, opened and batteries in.

I turned back to Maddison, standing there at the end of the bed, topless but still in her little skirt and striped socks. I don’t know if it was the wine talking or me but the next thing I said was “Take off your panties and give them to me.” I saw a tremble ripple through her whole body.

“Yes, sir,” she said. She brought her knees together, reached underneath her skirt, and slid a pair of black lace panties down her thighs to the top of her striped socks where they fell the rest of the way. She gingerly stepped out of them and stood, handing them to me obediently. They were completely soaked through. I put them in the pocket of my shorts and walked around to the side of bed that Sarah’s chair was on. I undid the button of my shorts, dropping them to the floor and kicking them aside.

I fucked my girlfriend infront of her friends as they all got off watching us. [MF]

This is definitely the wildest story I have, but also the most confusing for me to piece together in places as it was the most drunk I’ve been in my life. A lot of the info I had told to me from my girlfriend the day after.

I’m going to include some backstory again, check my last story for descriptions on myself and my girlfriend.

This was very early on in our relationship, and it starts the first time I met Mary’s friends. It was Friday and I finished work and got on the train to a city near where I live. I met Mary and her friends in a McDonald’s and was incredibly nervous. Her friends meant everything to her, almost like a family and if they didn’t approve of me it would have made things awkward. So I was doing my best to impress and get through all the awkward social norms. The night went well, we all got the train back to my town and that was that. However as we were saying goodbye, one of Mary’s friends, let call him Jack, invited me to a party/gathering at his house the next weekend. Obviously I accepted and that was the start of the craziest night of my life.

[M]y fun threesome with my gf and another [F]riend

My girlfriend Annie and I were looking to explore some of our sexual fantasies with another partner. We were open to either a guy or girl joining us, but it was a girl who gave us the first opportunity.

Sammy was a cute blonde who I saw on the bus every day going to and from work. At first we just gave each other a polite nod of the head and smile in recognition of seeing each other every day. That progressed to a polite good morning, which in turn lead to small talk, mostly about the weather and current events of the day. One morning Sammy told me her boss was out of town for the day, so it was going to be a boring day without much to do. I gave her my email address and told her if she got bored she could email me and I’d be happy to help entertain her for the day.

About mid-morning I got my first email from Sammy and we just goofed around, chatting about nothing much in particular. After lunch Sammy told me she was going to leave early for the weekend so I wouldn’t see her on the bus that night. I was a bit disappointed, but I’d see her again on Monday morning.

[M]y first experience with another [M]an who also happened to be twice my age

First of all thank you for the great respond to my first post, which you can find [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/oeomo0/i_24_m_gave_in_to_my_bi_side_and_gave_my_friend/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

I got a couple of requests for me to write the story of my first experience with another man so here goes. Again it might be a bit of a long read so skip to “good stuff start here” if that’s what you are here for.

Back when I was younger and a lot less experienced sexually I never thought I would crave another man’s cock in any way. I had plenty of crushes on girls in my school and a couple of girlfriends throughout my early teens. I started jerking of like any normal young hormonal teenage boy and watched normal straight or lesbian porn. Eventually I started to feel slightly different however. I think it started with the fact that lesbian porn was no longer quite as thrilling as it had been. I started watching more porn with big dicks, threesomes with two guys and eventually gangbangs. I started watching only girls doing anal because it felt dirty and forbidden at the time (this was a couple of years ago before anal was so standardized as it is today).

Always my baby girl [Part 1] [F/D] [Incest] [Dubcon]

I hated it with every ounce of my being, but there was no way around it.

“Daddy, stop! You can’t do this!” She sobbed as she gripped me tighter, her whole soul aching as I was getting ready to go.
Tears streamed from my eyes, but all i could mutter out was a bittersweet “I’m sorry baby girl.” I picked her up and pulled her in tight, as if these were our last goodbyes. “Bad people are trying to hurt our country and lots of people we can call family. You must know how much this pains me, but i have to go.” The tears didn’t leave, but my depressed demeanor did. I knew it was my duty and as i gave her one last final squeeze, i laid her down in her bed, kissed her forehead, and left the house. With only my duffel bag of clothes, i set off to start a new chapter in my life… and i prayed it wouldn’t be my last.

*FOUR YEARS LATER*

“Oh god, we’ve done it!” My heart beat raced as my finger pulled the trigger to the sniper and my eyes watched the billet soar straight through his head. We had won the war…