Author: denberchum

[M]y [First] Ginger – Moved Post from GWS

I was banned from gonewildstories because the mods aren’t good at word problems. So my stories will live here now.

Twila. Crazy. Wonderful. We fell in love intensely and fast. Red little bush above the most incredible pink slit. And pale white skin. I actually found a video once of a redhead called “Chair Breaking Orgasm,” and she is so close to Twila that I go back and watch that video often.

I met her in a college writing class, and we bonded over our mutual hate for one student. The first night we went out, we had drinks at a bar then I kissed her against her car in the parking lot. After making out, she lurches forward, stares through me and says, “Oh my god! Jesus. Fucking Christ.” She grabs my hand and puts it down the waistband of her skirt and guides it to her mid-thigh, which is wet. My eyes pop. She drags my hand up to her slit, and she is gushing. She is dripping all the way down her leg. She says, “No one has ever, ever done this to me. This has never happened before. Follow me to my house.” I say okay. Read more »

[M]y [F]irst Ginger

Twila. Crazy. Wonderful. We fell in love intensely and fast. Red little bush above the most incredible pink slit. And pale white skin. I actually found a video once of a redhead called “Chair Breaking Orgasm,” and she is so close to Twila that I go back and watch that video often.

I met her in a college writing class, and we bonded over our mutual hate for one student. The first night we went out, we had drinks at a bar then I kissed her against her car in the parking lot. After making out, she lurches forward, stares through me and says, “Oh my god! Jesus. Fucking Christ.” She grabs my hand and puts it down the waistband of her skirt and guides it to her mid-thigh, which is wet. My eyes pop. She drags my hand up to her slit, and she is gushing. She is dripping all the way down her leg. She says, “No one has ever, ever done this to me. This has never happened before. Follow me to my house.” I say okay. Read more »

[M]y [F]irst Gonewild Experience – Laid In My High School

Not very long, but some lead up to the good stuff. Flags below if you’re impatient.

I was 17 and a sophomore in high school and had been in an alternative track to graduation since halfway through my freshman year (read: I was likely to drop out, and they knew it, so they offered me an easier way out). So was Mary. She was a gutter punk girl who wore tights with tons of holes under jean shorts, a jean jacket, and fucked up blonde hair. She was pale and gaunt and had a low voice from all the cigarettes she smoked at class breaks. She seemed older, but so did everyone. We were the kids the mainstream people avoided for the most part.

A year into this program, I’ve developed a strange friendship with Mary. She gets my jokes (dry, gallows humor, nearly undetectable to most), and we seem to have a lot to commiserate about in life. She would seem a sullen girl to most people, unless you knew that underneath she was just biding her time. We both know we just need to ride this thing out long enough to graduate, and the middle part should be over soon. So we flirt some to pass the time. Read more »