So that’s why I love elephant pants [MF]

Post college, I matched with S on a dating app. She was my type to a T. Died red hair that matched her freckled, porcelain skin, a round ass built by the gym that looked amazing in a pair of jeans and even better out of them and those tits. Oh my god those tits. D-cups that were always on display for anyone blessed with sight.

S had tended bar at damn near half the places in the city by the time we met. She suggested we grab a drink and I was more than happy to follow her from bar to bar on a warm Friday night. She wore a cream crop top that put her ample cleavage on full display and a pair of wildly colored elephant pants that hugged her ass in the most amazing way. If you’re not familiar with elephant pants, give it a quick Google and keep in mind that the fabric is generally just slightly thicker than a Kleenex.

MILF nearly gets us caught [MF]

A few years out of college, I was living in a house with a few friends. (Same time period as this story with P if you’re interested: shorturl.at/hnzFY)

Friday night rolled around and I got a text from a woman I’d matched with on a dating app. We had been chatting for a while, but she was a single mom so she didn’t get out much. On this particular night though, she had a babysitter and had gone out for dinner and drinks with friends. She was in my neighborhood and asked if she could come over.

I had been drinking with my housemates and we were getting ready to head to the bars, but once I got the text, I told them to go on ahead. Maybe we’d meet up with the group, maybe we wouldn’t.

When K arrived, she was a bit buzzed and definitely enjoying her evening. She was a few years older than me and stood maybe 5’2″ with long, curly, blonde hair and blue eyes. Her ass was tucked into a pair of tight jeans and her perky-C cups bounced in a pushup bra under a loose black top.

You can leave the closet once you’ve made me cum [MF]

People seemed to enjoy my story about nearly being caught fucking in the closet last time, so I figured I would stick to that theme.

After college, I lived with a group of guys that worked for the same company. It’s the largest employer in town and one of those places that takes in recent college grads, pays them well, but chews them up and spits them out with crazy travel and 70-hour work weeks. These folks worked a lot, but it also meant that by the weekends, they were ready to really cut loose.

P was a girl who worked with my buddies. She stood about 5′ 5″ and was in good shape with a decent ass and some gorgeous C-cup tits. She was also 100% Indian, with her dark complexion accented by long hair that went about halfway down her back.

We frequented the same parties and truth be told, I think she had a thing for one of my roommates. He wasn’t terribly interested though as he had a different work-fling going. I think I was really just the closest thing she could get to him and honestly, I didn’t care.

Fucking in the closet with her mom right outside [MF]

I was back home for the summer in college. My ex, E, lived just down the street and was home as well. We had a long-standing on-again-off-again thing going, but back in the small hometown we were on because we enjoyed fucking each other.

This particular day was no different. E’s parents were out running errands more than an hour away so she had the house to herself. I finished up work and headed over.

To set the scene, I’m just shy of 6-foot and about 175 lbs. Athletic and in pretty good shape with dark hair, dark eyes and short scruff. E is about 5’3″, 115 lbs with perky B-cups and a perfectly full, round ass that is responsible for me being an ass man. She’s also a freckled ginger with the personality to match.

It was a hot day and I had been working outside so I needed a shower. I walked into E’s house and she was waiting by the door in a white tank top with no bra and booty shorts with a fair amount of her ass hanging out. She greeted me with a kiss and then turned for the stairs.

Fucking our way around the apartment to my ex’s bed [MF]

The last of the R stories. For those that need to get caught up:

Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/x0tq33/dorm_room_sleepover_goes_exactly_how_youd_expect/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/x0tq33/dorm_room_sleepover_goes_exactly_how_youd_expect/)

Part 2: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/x5zn42/not_quite_cheating_but_still_not_quite_allowed_mf/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/x5zn42/not_quite_cheating_but_still_not_quite_allowed_mf/)

We’ll fast forward a year from Part 2 to the summer before senior year of college. R was living in an apartment with my on/off ex and two others, but come summer, she was the only one sticking around town. I lived down the street so we hung out a lot, but strictly as friends. We hadn’t done anything sexual in about 2-years and while I wasn’t with the ex* anymore, she and I did have a few drunken hookups in their apartment during the year.

**For the purposes of this story, the ex will be E.*

One sunny afternoon, I walked over to hang and watch TV. R’s lease was coming to an end, so a large portion of the furniture was gone in the apartment. Beds in R’s room and the E’s room remained along with a couch, TV and a few other essentials.

“Damn, who robbed you?” I joked when I walked in the door.

“The one downside to living alone is that I’m realizing how little of the furniture was actually mine,” R laughed as we plopped down on the couch.

Not quite cheating, but still not quite allowed [MF]

Everyone seemed to like my first story involving R, so I figured I’d continue this thread before switching to tales of a different partner.

(And of course, if you’d like to get caught up: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/x0tq33/dorm_room_sleepover_goes_exactly_how_youd_expect/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/x0tq33/dorm_room_sleepover_goes_exactly_how_youd_expect/))

Fast forward a year from the night that I fucked R in my dorm room. I was officially in an on/off relationship with the same girl who was now attending my college. R was single and also very good friends with said girl.

While I moved into an apartment my sophomore year, R moved to a different dorm with one of her old roommates. It was a nice room and there were only two of them, so a far more manageable living situation than previously.

One Friday night, her roommate was gone and so was mine. R asked if I wanted to come over to watch a movie and with nothing else to do, I was down.

At this point, our foray on the futon was the only time we’d done anything sexual. We remained good friends so I went over fully prepared to watch a movie and nothing more. I was presently in an “off” period with my girlfriend, but that was liable to change at any moment. *(We can dive into that relationship some other time because whoooo boy, it’s a doozy.)*

Dorm room sleepover goes exactly how you’d expect [MF]

Freshman year of college. My girlfriend was a year younger and a senior in high school. Different things work for different people, but I would not recommend going to college with a long distance relationship. Not an excuse by any means, just a piece of advice with the benefit of hindsight.

I lived in the dorms and a friend of mine from high school, R, lived a few floors up in a triple room. If dorm life with one roommate makes it tough to get some privacy, a triple makes it impossible.

On this particular Saturday night, R’s roommates both had their boyfriends in town while my roommate was back home for the weekend. Being the gentleman that I am, I said she could sleep on our futon rather than fifth-wheeling it.

A bit of back story: Me, 5’11”, dark hair, dark eyes, 170 lbs, athletic, but skinny at this point. R was 5’6″ , light brown hair and cute, if not a little nerdy. She had an athletic build with average size tits and wide hips with a decent ass. We’d always been a little flirty, but she was friends with my girlfriend and she had just recently taken a break with one of my good friends, who she’d dated for several years.

Fun on a first date [MF]

Long time, first time as they say.

This story is from about 6-years ago when I was a senior in college. I matched with a girl, A, on Tinder and after some quality back and forth, we decided to meet up. She suggested a local beach which obviously got my mind moving. Our texts had been flirty, but nothing overtly sexual, so I didn’t have any up-front expectations.

Description time: I’m 5’11” and at that time, about 170 lbs. Ran almost daily, so in good shape, though not overly muscular. Definitely runner/soccer player body type. Dark hair, dark eyes, a solid 1-week beard at all times. I’ve been told I have a great smile.

I picked A up and drove us to the beach. She was mixed race, her mom was white, her dad half-black, with shoulder length curly brown hair . She was about 5’6″ and slim, but curvy with a great ass and beautiful, round, firm tits.It was a hot enough day, so once we set out our towels, we hopped in the lake for a swim. I had on board shorts with spandex underneath. She wore a black, high waisted bikini.