[M]aking [F]riends at a New School

Hey guys, to start off, I was u/greatmerlinsbeard, and I posted a bunch of stories on here a few months ago that people seemed to like, so I’m back to tell some more after a slight rebrand cause reddit won’t let me have the same username as before.

Here are the links to my old stories to refresh your memory and hopefully get some new fans.

Southern belle roommate: [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/60saa9/fucking_my_southern_belle_roommate_mf/) [part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/60uwtu/my_southern_belle_rewarded_me_mf/?st=j0l2k6yj&sh=bbf1a20f) [part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/60y1y5/saying_goodbye_to_my_southern_belle_mf/?st=j0lk9ob2&sh=55f38094)

Jealous girl from class: [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/61jafh/exploring_my_dominant_side_the_jealous_girl_from/) [part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/61oc4t/exploring_my_dominant_side_the_jealous_girl_from/?st=j0r8sj41&sh=3f105698) [part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/624k0e/exploring_my_dominant_side_the_jealous_girl_from/?st=j0uh3zcx&sh=c7a6c6f6)

[my friend Jess](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/612uxn/a_night_in_a_threesome_and_finally_fucking_my/) [my friend Julie](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/616mt5/a_night_in_a_threesome_and_finally_fucking_my/?st=j0n8vzea&sh=dbbacc96)

[the pool](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/61ax9n/sneaking_into_the_pool_to_find_somewhere_private/?st=j0o752qy&sh=59a79d06)

Now to the new story.

After the year spent in part fucking Phoebe in grad school, I transferred to another school that offered better job prospects for me. Being a transfer at a new school, I initially had some trouble making friends. A couple months in, I joined a club and tried to stay active in it, just hoping to meet people.

I went to the first meeting and liked the people, so I kept going and started to make some friends there. One evening, one of the club members, Lindsay, had a party and I decided it would be a good idea to go. When I got there, Lindsay called me over and introduced me to some of her friends who weren’t in our club.

I was happy to meet all of them, but especially Simone. I had classes with Simone, and I found her attractive from the moment I saw her, but hadn’t yet gotten the chance to meet her. She was gorgeous, half black, about 5-5, with shoulder-length curly hair that framed a pretty face. Below that was even better, with big tits and an absolutely beautiful big ass. She was wearing a little blue and white striped blouse that showed her stomach and her shoulder blades, with white pants that showed off her ass and legs.

A refresher on me, I’m 6-2, blond, with as much scruff that my face will allow me to grow, and a broad, muscular frame. I was wearing a white patterned button-down with the sleeves rolled up, tan chinos, and white sneakers. I thought I looked pretty good.

“Hey, I’m Jake,” I said to Simone, “nice to meet you.”

“Yeah,” she said, smiling. Her smile was gorgeous. “I feel like we have class together, so it’s probably a good thing we know each other. You’re a transfer, right?”

I nodded. “You like it here?”, she asked me. I nodded again, “Yeah, I feel really at home here.” She smiled again, “That’s good, we like to think we’re a friendly bunch.” She said she had to go find Lindsay, who’d gone to another room, but “it was nice to meet you, Jake.” She waved as she turned away.

My heart was beating pretty quickly at this point, this girl was super cute. The party was kinda a blur from there, and at the end, a bunch of people, including myself, were sitting in a circle around Lindsay’s living room and chatting just about different random shit.

I said I had to go and everyone was like, “No, don’t leave!” But we had class the next day and I’d driven there from something else, so I hadn’t had much to drink. Simone also announced she was leaving and she pulled out her phone to call an uber. I said, “Hey, I’m driving, I can give you a ride.” She looked a little surprised, “That’s not necessary.” I waved that off, “It’s a small town, it’ll only add like 5 min to my way home.”

We got in my car, and she noticed my license plates. We realized we were both from the same area on the West Coast, and we made small talk about our nearby hometowns. Getting to her house, I was nervous, not sure if she’d kiss me or invite me in. She didn’t, and as she opened the door said, “Thanks so much for the ride home. It was really nice to meet you tonight.” She smiled at me.

“Of course, it was nothing,” I replied. I smiled back, “See you in class.” She rolled her eyes and waved goodbye as she walked into her house.

On Monday, as I got to class, there was Simone. She looked great, again, this time wearing athletic clothes: blue leggings that obviously made her ass and legs look fantastic and a white tank with our school’s logo on it.

“Hey,” I said, “how was your weekend?” She responded with a hi, “Good! We missed you on Saturday night,” she responded. I shrugged my shoulders at her, “Oh, I went to the game with other people, plus, no one texted me your plans.”

“Oh shit, why don’t I get your number then?” As I gave her my phone, I saw she had a bunch of gym shit with her to go along with the outfit, including a stereo.

“What’s all that?” I asked her, pointing to her bag.

“I teach a spin class at the rec center on Mondays, Thursdays, and Sundays,” she said. I looked at her, and yeah, she looked like it. She was clearly in fantastic shape, which is a huge turn-on for me.

“Wait, like Soulcycle?” I asked. “Yeah,” she laughed, “not as bougie though.” It was my turn to laugh, “That’s alright, I forgive you. Maybe I’ll come to one.”

She looked at me with an eyebrow raised, running her eyes up and down my body, “I don’t know if you can handle it, it’s pretty intense.” Good thing for me I was in great shape. Earlier that year, I’d run a half marathon, and I went to the gym for very intense workouts 5-6 times a week.

I smirked at her, “I’ll be fine, thank you very much. Maybe I’ll come on Sunday.” She said to text her before I came so she could make it extra tough for me. “Bring it,” I told her, “you don’t scare me,” as I walked in the door to the classroom.

On Sunday morning, I texted Simone saying I was coming, and got a smiley face and a message saying to be ready to die in response. I got there early and took a bike in front of the class, facing Simone. “Alright guys, you ready?” she asked the class of sorority girls, gay guys, and a couple of guys looking to get laid by going to a spin class (yes, that description included me).

Simone turned on the 90’s hip-hop (hell yeah), and we were off. She pushed the class hard and I definitely held my own. I did catch her looking at me once, and I was glad I wore a workout tank from my team in college that showed off my arms.

After the class, I walked up to her a little out of breath and asked how I did. “Pretty impressive,” she told me. I laughed, “Told you I’d be fine. Would you want to grab breakfast with me, by any chance?”

She thought about it, “I’m all sweaty and gross, do you have anything going on this afternoon? I could make lunch and we could do our reading for class.” I mean, yeah, of course I was down, “Sure, yeah, text me when I should come over.”

She texted me at 1:30, “hey :) I got some eggs, avocado toast, and about 50 pages of reading ready” I replied, “lol classic Sunday afternoon right there. Be right over”

I knocked on the doorbell and there she was, wearing a LA Lakers tank (no one is perfect) and jean shorts. Her curves absolutely popped out of her outfit and her hair was just beginning to dry back to its normal curly bigness. She hugged me and she smelled fantastic. I was very turned on already.

It was a beautiful fall day, sunny and warm, and we sat on opposite sides of the couch on her back porch, sipped kombucha, and ate before pulling out our books and getting to our reading. We “read” for about an hour, but to be honest, I wasn’t getting much done at all. Simone was too sexy and I found myself re-reading paragraphs because I kept getting distracted by her skin or her curves or her smell.

Finally I closed my book and put it on the table. She looked up at me. I told her, “I’m sorry, I’m just not getting any work done here. You keep distracting me.” Simone’s face gave away her true feelings even as her words said, “But I’m not doing anything…”

I shook my head as I scooted over to her and leaned over her. Simone put her book down on the table too. “You know you don’t need to do anything,” I told her. She just bit her lip and looked up at me.

I leaned down and kissed her. Her lips were so soft against mine, and I felt enveloped in her smell as her hands wrapped around my head and pulled it down to her mouth. I laid myself over her and I felt her crotch start to grind slowly against mine as we kissed, tongues dancing against each other amidst the wetness.

She lightly pushed me off of her. “Damn,” I let out softly. Simone picked herself off the couch, taking my hand and leading me inside and up the stairs to her room. I closed the door behind me and pulled off my shirt, exposing my muscular chest and abs. I pulled Simone to me, standing over her, leaned down, and kissed her. I grabbed the bottom of her tank and pulled it up over her head. Holy shit her tits looked amazing behind her bra. I reached down and unbuttoned her shorts, letting those slide down her legs.

I did the same to my own shorts and took a look at Simone in just her bra and panties – her soft, brown skin, her beautiful tits, her toned stomach down to her legs. I leaned down and kissed her again, holding her face with my left hand and feeling down her body with my right. She reached her right hand down and stroked my cock through my briefs.

She pulled my briefs down and let my fully-hard 7” cock spring out. I moaned a tiny moan of pleasure as she again stroked it softly. I did the same for her, and I lightly reached down and ran my hand over her shaved pussy, feeling her wetness. Simone pushed me down onto the bed and laid over me, reaching behind her to take off her bra. She lay on top of me, pushing her firm tits down onto my chest, her nipples digging holes in my chest.

Simone kissed me hard, far sloppier than before. I reached down with both hands and squeezed her ass into my cock, I could feel it sliding up and down between her ass cheeks, getting wetter and wetter. I let her kiss me for a few minutes, then, still laying down, pulled her body towards me, letting her pussy settle over my mouth.

I slowly stroked my cock as I ran my tongue over her pussy. Simone moaned, especially as I stuck my tongue as deep in her pussy as it would go, wiggling it back and forth. As my tongue found her clit and danced over it, she grinded herself into me, faster and faster, her moans getting louder and louder until she came hard, her body shaking over me.

“Fuck, Jake, that was excellent,” she gasped through big breaths, her hands planted on the wall above my head. I reached up and grabbed her hair and pulled her head down to mine, and she kissed me even more deeply and sloppily than before. I took hold of her tits and moved my mouth down to them, swirling my tongue over her nipples, one at a time. Simone moaned lightly.

“Don’t move,” she told me. She tossed me a condom and applied some lube to herself, before climbing back on top of me and sliding me slowly into her.

We both let out a sharp exhale as we adjusted to each other. Her pussy was perfect, hot, wet, and tight against me. Simone leaned over me, kissing me softly, her hands holding my head, and letting my cock slide in and out of her. All I had to do was match her rhythm as she slowly sped up.

She rode me faster and faster, until her big beautiful ass was bouncing hard up and down on my cock and we were both moaning loudly through our kisses. I ran my hands down her back and felt her soft skin covered in a light coat of sweat from the activity.

I grabbed her hips and held her still over me, taking over the pace, pounding my cock into her. Her moans came as quickly as her breaths, and she gripped my muscular shoulders hard enough to leave red marks on the skin. “Yes, fuck me!” she practically screamed, her tits bouncing in my face, as she came on my cock, her body again convulsing.

I pulled myself out of her, we both needed a break. Simone kissed me and I told her to turn over. What a view, from her sweaty hair covering her face buried in the sheets, her sweaty, toned back, down to her perfect ass spread open to me. I kneeled behind her and slid myself into her, she exhaled deeply, “fuck that feels good.”

Grabbing her by her hips, I picked up my pace, the slapping of my skin onto hers and her moans filling the room with noise. “Oh my god, don’t stop,” she commanded me. I reached down, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her towards me, her back arched as I held onto her with one hand across her collarbone and the other holding onto her hair, continuing to slide myself deep into her.

I picked up the pace for one last push. Simone had one hand grasping my forearm across her collarbone, the other behind my leg, pulling me even deeper into her. “Oh my god,” I exclaimed, as I felt myself getting close. I pushed her shoulders back down into the sheets and grabbed her ass. “FUCK,” I yelled (words were not my strong suit at this moment) as, with one last thrust, I grunted loudly, filling the condom with spurt after spurt of cum, Simone twitching and gasping in response to each movement.

I pulled myself out of her and, her still bent over, kissed down her back, tasting the slight saltiness of sweat and inhaling the smell of her perfume mixed with our sex. Simone breathed loudly, “Wow, that was nice.” I laughed, “Certainly better than finishing that stupid reading.” She rolled over, laughing as well, “No shit.” I leaned down and kissed her, and she grabbed my hair and pulled my head down onto hers.

Regretfully, I pulled myself off her. She looked absolutely fantastic in that moment, her hair messy as hell. I looked in the mirror, mine was a mess as well.

“In all seriousness, I do have a shit ton of work tonight for tomorrow,” I told her as I got dressed and grabbed my stuff from downstairs. “You gonna call me?” she asked, “You better.” I smiled, “Yeah, I’ll call you.”

For the record, I did finish that reading, and I did call her. Simone and I dated for a while, I liked her a lot but it fizzled out after a time. Keep on the lookout for more stories from me.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6nw9xu/making_friends_at_a_new_school

3 comments on “[M]aking [F]riends at a New School

  1. Name should be changed to Simoan, for story context. But yes, epic indeed. Well written and she sounds like a goddess

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