Author: dreddito

[MF] Surprisingly Intimate Times with a Tinder Date Part 2

As a thanks for all of your interest, here is another great night Kenzie and I shared. [First Part Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/auw6xq/mf_surprisingly_intimate_times_with_a_tinder_date/)

Kenzie and I had been fooling around for a few weeks. We were in that stage of the relationship where you can’t risk so much as hearing the other person’s voice in the next room or you might be driven to sex. I worked near her studio and there were times that she’d send me text messages, begging for me to come over on my break, sprinkling incentive in the form of sexy pictures and erotic texts. And, as you might predict, I’d cave.

As much as it can be nice to have the intimacy of familiarity and the comforts that long term relationships bring, there is something so fun about the raw sexual power of the early stage of dating. Describing this phase as magnetism is a cliche at this point, but that is the power you’re dealing with. Or least that we were dealing with.

And Kenzie knew it, too. She seemed to understand that things weren’t always going to be this erotic and that we should savor and celebrate this while we could. Read more »

[MF] Surprisingly Intimate Times with a Tinder Date

This wasn’t some life changing three-way with my boss and my best friend in a parking garage, but it was still, in my opinion, a nice experience worth sharing.

I got Tinder a little while back to give it a try. Admittedly, the sex life had been pretty slow lately. I’d like to blame being overworked, but, I realized the amount of time I was spending at home when I wasn’t at work. So, I followed what all the cool kids were doing and installed Tinder with the hopes of meeting more people and, maybe, striking it lucky.

After about two weeks, I had a few matches and had been chatting with some people and even met up for a bike ride with one of the girls. But, nothing too intense. One of the girls that I had been striking up quite the rousing conversation with was Kenzie. Kenzie was a wild-seeming free-spirit with a laser-sharp wit and a roaming imagination. She is an artist by trade and that creativity and openness seems to bleed out into her attitude and demeanor. Read more »

[MF] Taken Back to Her Place – Part 1b [Long]

[SETUP HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7v1c87/mf_taken_back_to_her_place_part_1a_longsetup/)

 

Less didn’t live far from the barcade, so we hoofed it the 4 or 5 blocks to her humble studio apartment. Turns out, she wasn’t kidding about the plants. There was not only a forest of ferns and assorted cosmetic plants, she had a little windowsill garden that she had pulled inside of a few veggies. She had Christmas lights strung up along the perimeter of her apartment, offering enough light to see, but probably not enough to read a book in, not that reading was our intention for being here.

 

After she unlocked the door, she tossed her keys onto the small island that made up 1/2 of the kitchen area, which was around two times the size of the dining area, all of which made up nearly 2/3 of the space (if you don’t include the bathroom and closets). The remaining space was occupied by a leather couch that appeared to be adopted, by the look of the holes in it and a mattress, surprisingly well dressed for being set on the floor. It was nested in between 3 ferns, giving it a space all its own, despite the open layout of the apartment. Read more »

[MF] Taken Back to Her Place – Part 1a [Long][Setup]

(This was too large to post in one post, so what follows is the set up. I will be posting a link to the rest as soon as I get it posted. TL;DR at the bottom.)

I think it’s been long enough now that I can talk about this lucidly.

The night I met Less I definitely couldn’t have though. It’d been a brutal week at work and, so, I went to a barcade in town to blow off some steam and some quarters. I went with a few of my friends, but quickly ended up deserted (I guess there was some show at some bar nearby and they knew I wouldn’t care for it). Three beers down and a couple rounds of pinball later and I was feeling more at ease.

I headed to the bar to refill on beverages and quarters. I leaned against the bar waiting with a 10 in hand. It was then that I felt a hand on my back. I expected to see one of my friends, returned, common human courtesy having returned to them (bitter? Me? No!). But, much to my delight, it was a petite, dark-haired girl, wearing a low cut top with a denim jacket, holding out a 10 dollar bill at me. Her hair was short, in a sort of angular bob-cut that made her look super hip and her jeans were high waisted, her top sloppily tucked into it. Read more »

[MF] Dirty Long Distance – Part 1 [Long]

I don’t recall exactly how things got started with Amy. I know we met in high school as the far reaching periphery of a vast friend group. Rachel and Thomas were the main continent in the center of the map, surrounded by land clusters of friends from every walk of life imaginable. To speak in cliches a moment, it didn’t matter if someone was a nerd, a jock, a theater kid etc etc, they were welcomed by Rachel and Thomas. Meanwhile, Amy and I were almost poles. This wasn’t a designed occurrence we just didn’t have a lot of overlap socially. She seemed cordial from the dozen or fewer conversations we had, though.

So when I say that I don’t know exactly how things started with Amy, I mean that I’m not sure at what point we actually made a meaningful connection and why it was suddenly when I was in college, away from the continent of friends I once knew. It must have been something that I posted on Facebook. It’s been odd the handful of friendships/relationships that have spawned out of conversations over a Facebook status. I just know that for about a week, I spent a lot of time on Facebook, either waiting/hoping for Amy to get on or chatting with her. Read more »

Summer Fun with [M]y Best [F]riend Part 4 – Final

Part [ONE](https://redd.it/632ocb)

Part [TWO](https://redd.it/63bjfk)

Part[THREE](https://redd.it/63iy6t)

Steam billowed up around me as hot water fell into the tub, the air thick with anticipation more palpable than steam. I wasn’t sure if I should light candles or play romantic tunes or what. I hadn’t ever had anything like this. I’d been on a few dates with my ex, but nothing that felt this high pressure. I didn’t want to underdo it and lose her mood, but I also didn’t want to overdo it and scare her off.

But this anxiety slipped off my back as I heard the door creak open. Turning to look, I saw a surprisingly sheepish looking Clara peering in at me. She had already stripped out of her clothes and stood there in the bathroom naked before me.

We didn’t say anything for quite some time, just smiled awkwardly. I know I was anticipating what was about to happen with tremendous excitement but also a slathering of terror. I still don’t really know why. We had been doing it for about a week now, so it wasn’t like this was that new, except the agency we now had to do whatever we wanted to. She set the box of condoms on the sink and moved to me. I wrapped her up in my arms and she cooed almost inaudibly. I kissed her flushed cheeks and she looked up at me, eyelids heavy from the warmth. Read more »

Summer Fun with [M]y Best [F]riend Part 3

Part [ONE](https://redd.it/632ocb)
Part [TWO](https://redd.it/63bjfk)

(This segment was originally going to be one post, but the scale of it kind of got away from me, so bear with me. I felt that this stuff was relevant to the feeling of the overall experience and that is why I decided to keep it. This is a bit of a bridge to what will actually be the final sexy part, so there is a TL:DR at the bottom if you want to be a dirty rotten cheater. But seriously, I get it.)

The next few nights were a full on romps. We would play the same games, staying up to chat with my parents and then messing around once they’d gone to bed. We’d even take turns pretending that we weren’t going to mess around that night. Some nights I would play video games and do my best to ignore her while she toyed with me, doing her best to distract me with little kisses and strokes and the periodic blowjob. Other nights she would sit in my lap reading a book and I would lightly fondle her while she pretended to protest. Dumb games. Read more »

Summer Fun with [M]y Best [F]riend Part 2

If you’re not up to speed, you can read Part One [HERE](https://redd.it/632ocb)

A few days passed and Clara and I tried to keep things simple. We didn’t really talk about what happened that night and it seemed that we were both contented that way. She still hadn’t found a place to stay and she apologized profusely, but my parents really didn’t care. They insisted that she could stay as long as she needed to. They were just waiting for her to believe that.

I awoke early to go for a run on Tuesday morning, wearing my gym shorts, black sneakers and nothing else. I didn’t have work that night and I planned to make the most of the day off, which always started with going for a run. It was only about three miles, but it was enough to get the blood pumping! I listened to whatever my amp up music was at that time (maybe Circa Survive?) and tried to get my mind off of things. I had thought I was okay with everything, that I was going to be fine moving on, but I would still get flashes of desire for her and I still spent a majority of my time fantasizing about Clara, recalling our encounter and basking in the sexuality of the thing. Read more »

Summer Fun with [M]y Best [F]riend

Clara and I had been friends for years. She was one of my first friends when I entered high school and we remained close pretty much throughout. We’d talked about dating a few times, but one or the other of us was always in a relationship.

Senior year came around and her life really split apart, her dad kicked her out suddenly, her boyfriend had cheated on her and she’d had a major falling out with the majority of our friends since her boyfriend was pretty well networked amongst them. She really needed a break and my family decided to provide her one.

She had always been a good friend to the entire family, so it wasn’t even a conversation when she needed a place to stay, my parents accepted her with open arms. She came with a duffle bag of things and moved into my little sister’s room. She kept insisting she’d only stay a week at most, but my parents let her know that she could stay as long as she needed to! Read more »