[M]y first [F]WB Made Me Cum in My Boxers, Pt. 3: How Many Pairs of Boxers Can She Ruin in One Day?

Once again, thank you all for your response to the previous stories of my quick, fun times with Haley. I’ve really enjoyed all of your comments, DMs/chats, and even awards (!!!). Sorry for the delay in posting these, I want to take my time writing them up! For those who have missed previous ones, you can find [Part One here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nh63ic/my_first_fwb_made_me_cum_in_my_boxers_which_led/) and [Part Two here](http://reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/njidm7/my_first_fwb_made_me_cum_in_my_boxers_pt_2_video/).

Just to recap who I and Haley are, I’m Tyler. Currently 31, but an 18yo high school senior at this point. I was a late bloomer; a bit chubby until I grew into my height (6’2), and then became pretty tall and lanky. My cock is slightly above average size-wise (6.5 to 7″ if I’m really feeling it!), though I had no idea at the time that I was above average. I played baseball and was in decent shape, though the years of social awkwardness and not seeing myself as attractive had left me pretty unexperienced; I had kissed a girl, but never gotten past first base at this point. Until I started talking to Haley.

A Year of Kiss-Drunk Car Fucking (Part 2) [FM]

Part 1 is here:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/llcfvt/a_year_of_kissdrunk_car_fucking_part_1_fm/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/llcfvt/a_year_of_kissdrunk_car_fucking_part_1_fm/)

*Note: This story takes place in 2019. Basically, the whole year. “Lani” is an alias.*

It’s almost her [F21] birthday and naturally I’m [M25] thinking about her again, so here’s the rest of the story so far with Lani. I described her in detail in the first part, but she’s a petite Filipina with the prettiest brown eyes and the most fuckable mouth. Imagine Honey Gold (google her) without the tattoos and you’re most of the way there. On the other hand, I’m a tall, white guy with Winter Soldier hair.

So, let’s keep going.

I thought about her every day. No one had ever made me orgasm like that before, let alone with just their mouth. We met up again months later at a mutual friend’s party. Lani wore tight black jeans that cupped her perfect little ass and a red floral print top with a collar that looked suspiciously like a choker. As everyone dove into their drinks, Lani and I caught up over a bottle of wine she snatched from the kitchen.

[MF] That First Hotel Meeting

As the elevator doors open my heart is pounding. I look down at my phone as I start walking down the hall and see the text I just received from you, “Room 327, door will be open ;)” My heart is nearly pounding out of my chest as thoughts run through my head with alarming speed. What will she think of me, will she be disappointed when she sees me… but my mind empties as I turn and face the door to your room. The door is slightly open so I take a deep breath and reach out to push the door open.

As I enter the hotel room I close the door behind me and I can hear the sound of running water. Looking to my right I see that the bathroom door is all the way open allowing me to see the source of the noise and my breath stops in my throat. Through the steam I can see directly through the glass door on the shower, I see you standing there eyes closed, lost in your own thoughts, not having noticed that I arrived at the room.

Jacking It With the Dallas Cowboys!

In a period of fifteen years, from three naked young women in a cabinon Vancouver Island, British Columbia, the Sacred Followers of RoscoeForthright grew in size. After a full year of planning, most of theFollowers traveled to Dallas, Texas for a group ceremony, far largerthan any previous ceremony, more than ten times larger than thelargest meeting on the zoom-platform Oneness2.80,000 Followers, a capacity crowd, joyfully filled the DallasCowboys Stadium.A stage rose on the fifty-yard, with seating on the fake grass,matrix turf with helix technology. The Masters of each Sacred Lodgeformed these first rows of Followers, seated fifteen yards away fromthe stage. Roscoe sat on a raised dais, on a cream-colored love-seat.(Some film fans will recognize this love-seat from Roscoe’s film,Sex Rituals, and other short videos. A favorite piece offurniture on which Roscoe boinks Amber, Beth, Rosalee and Gina.)The girls, Amber and Gina, Rosalee and Beth sit on either side ofRoscoe, reclining on wide circular futons, in bright colors, red,lime green, orange and royal blue. The girls are naked. Roscoe innaked beneath his favorite dark green robe, with golden rune symbolson his chest, and vine, stem and leaf pattern embroidery around hiswide shoulders. All this we see in close-up on the large stadiumview-screens. The erect nipple on Amber’s left breast is seen as anobject one-foot wide! As sitar music is heard over the sound-system,the loud audience noise diminish to a whisper, everyone expectant,eager to heard Roscoe’s first words.“Hello,” Roscoe smiles. “Welcome to our Festival. I will notspoil any surprises. I will simply say, each one of you will betransformed, be transformed by a spiritual metamorphosis, and leave adifferent person than when you arrived. I will direct your attentionto the air, forty feet above my head.”As he said this, a spherical cloud appeared, and grew from a fewinches to a swirling globe twenty feet wide within a few seconds. Theswirling colors were streaks of white and gold. Soon the entireglobe began to pulse with single colors, colors rotating in a series,lime, purple,turquoise, forest green, orange, golden yellow, shimmering silver,and dark red. It took a full minute for the orb to cycle throughthese color changes. The sound of ocean wind accompanied these colorchanges. It was obvious to all, the ocean sounds were coming fromthe swirling sphere, not from the stadium sound-system. The audiencecould also feel wind on their faces and smell salty air.From the center ofthe swirling sphere, the Tibetan God, Chakrasamvara steps forth. Hecarried in is arms, his naked consort, Vajravarahi.

[MILF][M/F][Slutwife]

I never knew my mom to be the cheating sort.

Despite being in her late 40s, she was still a bombshell of a woman – tall, with a head full of untamable red curls, mischievous emerald eyes, voluptuous to the point she only wore custom-fitted clothes, my mom was incredibly desirable.

So of course there were plenty of guys, some older, most of them younger, who often tried to hit on her. They’d buy her drinks at bars and restaurants, catcall her from their cars, even construction workers would grab their dicks through their dirty work jeans to show off some damn impressive packages, but mom would always laugh them all off and decline their advances, pointing at the huge rock on her finger. A man had already seen her beauty and her kind soul and decided to claim her as his own and my mom has always been loyal to him.

I [M] matched with my ex’s best friend [F] on a dating app (Update)

Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/npc3c9/i_m_matched_with_my_exs_best_friend_f_on_a_dating/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/npc3c9/i_m_matched_with_my_exs_best_friend_f_on_a_dating/)

Before I begin the update, I wanted to describe myself and Emily for you guys. I’m 5’11, in decent shape but not ripped by any means with a buzz cut. Emily is about 5’8, brown shoulder length hair with a really tight body, her ass and tits aren’t the biggest but they’re perfectly proportionate to her body.

She arrived at my place around 8 o’clock and I’d be lying if I said things weren’t awkward at first. I think the reality of what we were both doing hit us once we were actually in front of each other. Luckily we were genuinely friends when I was still with my ex so after a few minutes of friendly banter things began to feel more natural again.For the first hour and so we really did just catch up, as hot as I thought she was, I had forgotten how well our personalities actually meshed. Before long we were reminiscing about the crazy times we had with mine and her ex. I told her I missed her ex more than I missed mine, to which she jokingly punched me in the shoulder and said then I should’ve invited him over to catch up instead of her, I told her that he already had plans so she was my next best option. Lightly roasting each other was something we had always done and it was fun to be taking shots at each other again.

I [M] fingered 2 girls in the same day at 2 different bars in Nashville

It was one of those bachelor parties that was just wild. There were something like 20 of us dudes partying around Nashville, drunk for three straight days. I walked around with a pair of fake glasses with a big dick as the nose (Dudes, let me tell you, it sounds weird but I talked to so many women because of that. It was the best ice breaker).

Yeah, one of those bachelor parties.

The first girl I fingered was a blonde bombshell. I was sitting on the opposite side of a u-shaped bar from all of the other dudes. We were yelling across the bar, being obnoxious and drunk but having a great time when two girls squeezed next to me to belly up to the bar. One was brunette and the other was blonde. The brunette stood behind the blonde, who made a comment about my glasses and we started talking. I offered to move back a little so she could get a better spot at the bar and she moved in between my legs. I remember distinctly that she had on a long, thin skirt — it could’ve been a maxi skirt but I was just drunk enough to really pay attention. It was busy so she was waiting for a bartender for a while. Because of where she was standing and because I was a bit daring, I put one hand around one side of her waist in front of me. She didn’t move away so I waited a moment and then started rubbing the waistband of her skirt. I remember the skirt was a lighter color and her short-sleeved shirt was a darker color, and it showed a little of her navel. I was rubbing her stomach, even tickling her belly button — hey, why not?. And she kept responding in positive ways, like putting one hand on my knee while the other was trying to order drinks.

I hate fucked my wife [MF]

We do not get along. We haven’t for quite some time. The reasons we are together are all the cliche’d wrong reasons..but enough about that.

Rough long weekend as all it did was rain and we had no where to go. So last night she’s on the phone with a friend and I heard her make fun of me with a rude joke… The kids are long in bed at this point and with her walking up the stairs .. i knew she was about to head to sleep as well. 99% of the time i do no give a fuck. but i was a little hammered, and for some reason got pissed.

I bolted up the stairs as my blood was boiling and she was facing the bed with her ear pods in her ear and still talking on the phone and didn’t hear me. WIthout hesitation I forcefully ripped her yoga pants down to her ankles and shoved my cock inside her all in a matter of seconds. She protested and spit at me . I slapped her in her fucking face and shoved her head back into the edge of the bed.

I [m] fucked my ex [f] and another girl [f] in the same night

Continuing from my last story. I was out with my friends drinking and I had invited my ex to join us after she got off work. When she met up with us she was already kind of aggravated from her late shift. Even grumpy & tired, she’s still looking cute with her shoulder length blonde hair, thick-framed glasses, scrawny figure, but surprisingly thick butt and thighs. I offered to buy her a drink, but even that wasn’t helping improve her mood. That didn’t work, so I knew exactly what would.

I told her let’s leave the bar and go talk. We drove our cars to the outskirts of town, found a secluded spot and I jumped into her backseat to give her what she needed to calm down.

We took turns going down on one another. I love putting two fingers inside her as my tongue tastes along her clit. She signals me to come up to her and put it in her mouth. Stroking it in and out of her mouth, shoving it down her throat as deep as she can.

I [M] fucked my lockdown fling [F] next to a popular river

This story was from a lockdown fling I had last year. Just a quick run down, I (Michael) am 28 and she (Beth) was 23. I’m around 6″2, semi-athletic and average in most ways. Beth is around 5″5, had small curves that I liked with medium brown hair.

We had been seeing each other for a few months and we were starting to open up about a few more about our sexual interests and fantasies. I’ve always had a keen interest in exhibitionism and public sex and had previously had fun exploring this with other partners. I went into detail about my past experiences and Beth seemed very interested in trying it for herself.

Beth has a very high sex drive and there wasn’t a time that I saw her that we weren’t having some fun. Even when I was tired she’d find a way to get me in the mood. Having this knowledge of her sex drive I should have known what her intentions were the next time we met up but I was oblivious to it.