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Another [m]arvelous story [f]rom 1998-99

Looking though my profile, it appears that there is a staggering degree of upvotes for gonewildstories that occurred during my senior year of college 1998-99. One with 195 votes, the other hovering around 90. I know I’m shooting myself in the foot and now I’m going to see those storied downvoted to zero, but in case there is something ethereal about that era in my life, I focused my concentration on that year of college and I give you this gonewildstory:

Beyond being a senior with three years of college including one semester abroad in England, I think another reason for my sexual good fortune that year was due to the fact I lived alone. Every previous semester, including my study-abroad term, I had roommates. In fact, my freshman year and study abroad semester I actually shared a bedroom with another dude. So finally, I was living completely alone. I had my own bedroom. My own kitchen, den. I could come and go as I pleased and if I were lucky enough to bring a girl back with me, there was never any distractions from a roommate/suitemate or their respective guests. The funny thing is, as often as I hooked up senior year, there were quite a few rejections I’d experienced. It was a numbers game and I tried making a move on every girl I thought I had an opportunity with … every girl except one. Read more »

[M]eeting an absolute Amazon o[f]f of Aol back in the day.

After graduating college, while employed at my first job, I lived with my parents for a little while. It was great and all, but the one drawback was that I couldn’t necessarily come and go at all hours or have women back to my house without my parents knowing. So once I moved into my own apartment, I went a little wild with random hooking up. I especially got into AOL (as my username indicates). It would be common for me to go on AOL for hours, chatting with multiple females, seeing if any of them would be willing to meet in person that night. I really wasn’t interested in dating any one woman exclusively, and as it happened, AOL, was the best way to meet a woman who wasn’t really looking for a long-term relationship. In other words, it was a great way to meet friends-with-benefits. Read more »

In the opinion of this [m], 50% of 69 outweighs 100% [f]ellatio any day.

I preface this post by stating that this is less a specific ‘gonewildstory’ than a general observation I have made in assessing the many ‘gone wild’ experiences I was lucky enough to have in my single days.

Though it’s probably obvious from my earlier posts, I absolutely love 69-ing. As much as I love having intercourse, it retains a special place in my (sexual) heart. I don’t know that I’d say I like it more than intercourse, itself, but I can not say that I like it any less. The two are tied, shall we say.
Like any guy, I’ve also enjoyed getting blow jobs from females. But here’s the thing. I vastly prefer the head I’ve gotten while giving a woman head over passively receiving a blow job. I found that I am more attuned to the sounds of fellatio (like gagging, messy slurping) which are not always the biggest turn-ons for me. When I’m 69-ing, I am concentrating on giving the woman pleasure and enjoying the exploration of her vagina with my mouth, nose, and fingers. Often, instead of listening to slurping or gagging, it would be her moaning from my cunnilingus that I would hear. And though it can be quite a thrill to see a woman ‘go down’ on me, in the typical woman-on-top 69 position I would use, it was always far more aesthetic seeing a (usually hairy) pussy up close and personal. Read more »

When [m]y mom indirectly [f]ixed me up on a blind date

Back in 2002 I was 25 and single. My mom and sister shopped at a fairly high-end department store and met a young lady working at the make-up counter. Knowing I was single and being impressed with this girl, my mom asked if she was single and would like to meet her son. The girl had a boyfriend, but mindful of keeping a good customer happy, she had a single friend named Jenny who might be interested. She said maybe she and her boyfriend and Jenny and I could go on a double date.

So basically I would be meeting not just one but three strangers, but the idea intrigued me. I arranged to meet all three at a restaurant. Dinner was a success. The girl my mom met was affable. So was her boyfriend, who was a 1st year law student. I was in my second semester of my second year of law school so we had that in common. The ironic thing was that while the girl from the make-up counter my mom wanted to set me up with was cute, Jenny was actually much prettier. She was Jewish and looked like a young (early-1970’s) Barbara Streisand. She had sandy, blond hair, was tall and athletically built with what appeared to be a nice round ass. Read more »

[M]y date with a [F] I met off of an online dating service.

When I was 23 in 2000 I was on an online dating site. It was profile based, and after looking at various profiles, I would typically be the one to contact the woman and ask her out on a date. Here and there, the woman would contact me after reading my profile. When this happened I always made a point of meeting them regardless of if they had a picture (or an unattractive one). I’m not trying to sound like a white knight, but I hated when I’d contact someone I was interested in and they would not respond. So when a woman had the drive to contact me, I could never just ignore her. Read more »

Halloween romp with [m]y [f]avorite gal

I gravitate to my more random hook-ups for retellings of gonewildstories, but it occurred to me I have a really great one featuring my now wife, girlfriend at the time.

It was Halloween 2003, we had been dating less than a year and this was our first Halloween together. We went to a house party in downtown Chicago dressed as a Bavarian couple. I had lederhosen with matching hat and a beer stein actually from Munich. My girlfriend wore the corresponding Bavarian barmaid dress and frock. She also had a stein to use as a prop. I have never looked particularly German with my dark hair and darker complexion, but my girlfriend is part German, Swiss, and Norwegian – as well as other Anglo-Saxon heritage with fair skin and blond hair, so she really looked the part of the comely, Bavarian barmaid. (Think the models on the Hofbrau bottles/packaging and you wouldn’t be far off. Basically, she was a total fox. Read more »

[M]y honest appraisal of a [F]’s vaginal odor

After graduating college I had an FWB relationship with a college gal when she was home on breaks. It was totally casual. She knew I was intimate with other women; I knew she was intimate with men she was meeting at her college. Of course, part of the fun was that we would openly share our respective hook-up stories.

We started out hooking up on her Thanksgiving break 1999, then continued it over that Christmas break. Both times I went down on her for at least half an hour, and both times she returned the favor and blew me. Both over Thanksgiving break and Christmas, her vagina had the same odor. Nothing utterly terrible, just the kind of vaginal odor where as a guy, you’re like, ‘Okay, this happens to be a stinky pussy. I can deal.’

In our conversations after New Year’s 2000, she happened to mention that none of these guys in college seemed to go back for a second hook-up. I was the only guy in her previous semester to hook up with her multiple times. Read more »

In [m]y single days I loved when [F]’s would lie to me.

Especially in college, I used to absolutely love when I was lucky enough to get to go down on a gal I had just met at a bar or party, and right beforehand the gal would say something like ‘I never do this.’ That need to feel like they had to save face was such a turn-on for me. Of course, I never called them out on it, and I behaved very appreciatively as though they were making the exception for me, but I never really believed them. I thought, for sure, they did the same thing with some other lucky guy the weekend before and if they weren’t letting me do this to them next weekend, they would be letting a third guy eat them out the following weekend.

That promiscuousness turned me on so much. Coupled with the subterfuge to make me think I was the only one and I was lucky not to nut even before taking the first lick. Anyhow, not necessarily a ‘gonewildstory,’ as much as an element of so many of the gonewildstories I was lucky enough to have in school.

[M]y college hook-up with the kindest [F] I’d ever met

I want to be clear that I actually posted this story a month or two ago under a different title. However, when the April monthly submission theme of ‘wholesomeness’ was announced, I thought that no other experience of mine fit better than this one. So for your consideration, and with the prior approval of the moderators, I am happy to re-share this delightful gonewildstory.

Aside from my wife, who is the nicest person I know, I thought it might be fun to recount the most kind-hearted with whom I was ever sexual.

I was in college at the time. It was my senior year. I met a girl at a fraternity party who (for the sake of anonymity) had a name that started with “M”. She was 2 years younger than me, and I could tell she was pleasantly plump. By no means obese, just a bigger girl yet with curves in the right places. She was with a girl who had a rare skin disorder in which her pigmentation became very splotchy from the merest exposure to the sun. It was impossible for M’s friend to avoid this condition even in the cold weather town our college was located. Merely going to class and back would be enough to trigger this condition. Read more »