[FF] The night I sent a message

Hey there! I am going with a very recent story this time. This all happened last Saturday evening. The only fictional thing is her name.

Last Friday wasn’t my favorite. I got dumped by this girl from Tinder I’ve been seeing for some weeks. I came back home, looked for some distractions in reddit, found a bit, but it wasn’t enough. I wasn’t very well on Saturday, feeling frustrated and angry. Looking for solutions, I decided to send a message to Julia.

Julia was my ex roommate, we lived together for some months last year. As cliché as it sounds, we became friends with benefits during this time. Neither of us wanted to be in a relationship with the other, but through me she found out she was bi (I was her first girl, but that can be a story for another day). Eventually she started dating this guy she met through me (he someone I knew, but not any big friend nor anything like that), and she moved out to live with him. After she moved out, we kept talking here and there. And I knew their relationship had a bit of openness, as she once invited me for a threesome (which I didn’t take as I am not bi) with them. And she told me they had been having them whenever they could. With time, this faded away, as we really didn’t have much in common besides the sex and the apartment.

[FF] The night Batgirl found Batgirl

Carnaval has just ended here in Brazil. While this year I didn’t do much, I thought about sharing a story from last year that involves costumes. It wasn’t in carnaval, though, it was during a uni’s costume party.

I went to this party as “Batgirl”. For the comic book fans out there, it wasn’t exactly a Batgirl costume, it was a girl (me!) dressed with a Batman mask, a homemade black cape, a black swimsuit, a black skirt on top of it, and black boots. It was simple but I loved it!

In the party, I was just there having fun with some friends, while this girl I didn’t came to me saying we had to take a selfie together. She was also as “batgirl”, but with a more well made costume. She was short, thin, with a long dark hair, tanned skin. She wanted the selfie because of our match costumes, I joined the fun and of course said yes. We had our fun taking some silly selfies, then we started to talk.

The night she was older and married [FF]

I am back! After telling you the story of my [first time](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/f5gz25/the_night_i_ffigured_out/), I will skip some years ahead, into this period of my life I am right now (made up names again, of course).

Some months after I lost my virginity, I started dating my only ever girlfriend to this day, we were together for a bit more than an year. After the break up, I decided I wanted to experience more and explore my sexuality. So, I’ve met and slept with many different girls over the last years, this is about a special one.

I matched with Camila on tinder on a Friday. She was in her late 30s, at least 12 years older than me (23 at the time). She had blonde and long hair, generous sized breasts, and she was very white (for Brazilian standards). We started talking and it was really fun, we matched in personality quite fast. I totally didn’t expect that due to the age difference.

Then she dropped a bomb of honesty. She said she was married and had never had anything with a girl before, and she just wanted to try. At first I thought that was totally a red flag, as I am a lesbian and I’ve had many of this kind of matches. But, before I said anything, she said her husband wouldn’t take any part in it.

The night I [FF]igured out

Hello! So, to introduce myself first. I am Anna, a 24 years old from Brazil. I created this account to explore my sexuality over here, which started with my body. I want to continue this exploration also with words, as I love writing. I want to starts things off with the beginning of my sexual life. So, let’s go back 4 years in time… (all the names are made up)

I used to be very confused about my relationship with both love and sex. While I was a teenager, I’ve never felt too interested in dating, while my female friends were all sharing about losing their virginity, talking about boys and everything. When I was 18, I did start dating a guy, he was named Pedro, and FINALLY gave my first kiss. We were together for 4 months, I loved him… But I didn’t “enjoy” him.