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Stories | 2016

[MF] Met a young girl online and flew her across the world to meet me

I’ve lurked on Gonewild Stories for a few years now, but never thought much about writing a story about myself before a few weeks ago, when I had one of the more interesting/unusual sexual experiences of my life. I’ve decided to write it down mostly for myself (as a journalistic writing exercise and as a way to hold onto the original memory and all of the specific sensations I felt and thoughts I had at the time).

Getting Used by a Stranger [MF][kink]

***Just a warning, this is a fairly long read and we haven't had penetrative sex yet, this mostly involves being dominated and electrocuted.

I had an experience earlier this week that I don't have anyone to talk with about, so I figured I'd share it here. I met a guy on Fetlife a couple of months ago and we’ve been putting off meeting up. For whatever reason our schedules hadn’t aligned.

First [MM] experience. More than I expected!

This is my first story here and this is all 100% true. Please comment and enjoy!

Just to set the stage on what led up to this moment. I have been straight my whole life and had been engaged at the time of This incident. I had worked with this guy who was a few years older than me who was very much out of the closet and always was upfront with what he wanted. And boy did he like to mess around with straight guys. We became good friends over the years working together. He would constantly hit on me and want to hook up and I always declined and just accepted the compliment.

An American Swinger in London. [MFM]

A short time ago, I was in London for the New Year and realized exactly how feels to be a single woman meeting a strange man on a dating app. The fear, the anxiety, the sinking I'll be sold at an auction like Liam Neeson's daughter in Taken.

How much money would I fetch?

I’ve got to be at least above average, right?

Oh god, what if I'm picked last?

Guys typically don't feel the nerves same way women do.

My First Facial [MF]

I liked to think of myself as the perfect girlfriend, the girl who would do anything to make her man happy.

I knew what boys wanted. They wanted me in a tight top that showed off my tits, tonight I was wearing my favorite tank top, one that showed off my above average figure and gave more than a peek at my cleavage. They wanted me in short shorts. These ones barely covered my ass. They wanted my lips wrapped around their cock. The red lipstick that coated my lips that night was just a bonus.

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