Called into the teacher’s office [FM]

It was nearly a year ago that I ended up matching with one of my former teachers on Tinder and meeting him for sex – although we hadn’t seen one another since then he would message me occasionally, but there was never an opportunity where we could meet as either I was out of the area or he wasn’t free.

However, last weekend I got a message from him, and from a brief chat it was pretty clear that he was keen to meet me once he found out I was back at home and in his neck of the woods. As he was sharing his place though, the question was where… however, I wasn’t expecting the answer that he finally settled on, or how this entire thing would pan out.

My sister calls in a favour – [F] watching [MF]

This year has been an awful one for everyone, and a particularly frustrating one for me. Just as the convention season was finally coming around to say goodbye to a boring and rubbish winter, so everything was shut down. In the initial panic of what was going to happen next, I found myself called by a worried and tearful mum asking me to come home for at least the next few months so we could see things through as a family. I wasn’t too excited about the idea, but was a little scared myself and so agreed, packing as much as I could bring and fit in my old room and making the trip home.

As you can image, six weeks trapped with my parents and sister has been challenging, and there have been plenty of family rows, most of which starting with my sister who was taking being stuck inside and not being allowed to see her boyfriend very badly and spent most of her time moping or kicking doors shut.

A quick ride in an SUV [FM]

Christmas can be a boring and frustrating time, for me at least… spending a couple of weeks back home without much to do beyond being stuck in the house with my parents and younger sister. This year has been a particularly dull one, as most of my usual friends from the area have been away or haven’t returned home, leaving me without much to do over the Christmas period. It’s the kind of thing that sends a girl to Tinder to pass the time…

My search for an excuse to leave the house reached its peak in the immediate aftermath of Christmas, as cabin fever truly took hold. Even this proved largely fruitless (everyone is busy with more important things I suppose), but finally a possibility emerged.

Boxing Day saw me frequently reaching for my phone to chat and plan possibilities with a 53 year-old who had Super Liked me and was very keen for a quick and satisfying meet-up, and we spent the day talking on and off about experiences and potential plans, which were finally set in stone for the following evening.

A quick one with a cosplay cross-dresser [FM]

This brief encounter actually happened over a month ago, at the last cosplay convention of the year for me, but I’ve been so busy I’ve only just found time to recount it. It had been a dry spell for me, with no meetings and an unsuccessful Comic Con, and given that I was hanging out with a group of friends at the year’s final event I didn’t really hold out much hope of that changing here. Nonetheless, sat drinking on the second night of the convention I couldn’t resist pulling out my phone and swiping through Tinder matches – there wasn’t much of interest, but I did find a couple of people who were also at the event, and one of them almost instantly matched me back a couple of minutes after I’d swiped.

The guy in question was 21 and a tall, lanky cross-dressing cosplayer I’d already seen around the con… he’s seen me too clearly, as he noted in his opening message. The small was pretty short and sweet before we both came to the same conclusion – we were both horny, and we both needed a release. The only question was when and how we’d separate ourselves from our respective groups of friends.

Hunting for Pokémon in a photographer’s garden [FM]

Oops, didn’t realise I’d forgotten to post this second part! Following an intense start to my second visit to a photographer (Story here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d7wz9v/tied_up_on_a_return_visit_to_a_photographer_fm/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d7wz9v/tied_up_on_a_return_visit_to_a_photographer_fm/) ), we took a relatively lengthy break before resuming – I took a shower to cool off and clean up, and spent quite some time lounging around his house in a loose t-shirt and shorts while we had some cold drinks and snacks and chatted about anything and everything, both sexual and not.

Eventually we’d both recovered sufficiently and were ready to go again, and so I returned upstairs to the bag I’d left in the bedroom. At last, it was time for me to debut a new cosplay, which I’d bought for a forthcoming convention but he’d been keen for me to try out here. The outfit was a classic – the female Team Rocket “grunt” outfit from Pokémon. The outfit is pretty simple – a black dress which stops above the knee, with a black cap, white belt and almost knee-high white boots. I opted for a black bra and thong underneath, and was changed and ready to go in no time (not least because this outfit didn’t require a wig, only my natural blonde hair).

Tied up on a return visit to a photographer [FM]

Following my last cosplay shoot a couple of months back, both myself and the photographer had been keen to set up another visit… a desire only made greater as we discussed and cemented more ideas as to what another shoot might entail. Finally, after a hectic time, last week saw our schedules align and gave me a free day to pack a bag and hop on a train for another visit.

This time around, my journey was a little more relaxed… or at least it was until some delays raised my stress levels. Nonetheless, I was excited for the shoot, and was tingling with anticipation already by the time I stepped off the train and found my way out to spot the photographer already waiting for me in the station. Just as before, he was in his early 50s with grey, thinning hair and a slim build, wearing his age well, and certainly better than the ugly floral shirt he was wearing which ruined his otherwise dignified impression.

A Tinder hook-up with a former teacher! [FM]

With some time off due to me, I figured I should be a good daughter and go home to visit my parents for a while. Needless to say it was a dull week, with nothing much to say to them, nothing much to do, and only the sullen complaints of my little sister for company. Needless to say I was looking for things to do to pass the time, and against my better judgement I turned to Tinder – always a bit of a risky business in a small town where it feels like everyone knows your family.

Swiping through the app only seemed to make things more frustrating, and over the course of several days nothing even vaguely interesting had cropped… until the third evening, when I froze and my heart almost leapt out of my body. On the screen in front of me was one of my former teachers. I’ll admit that when I left school I had a crush on one of my teachers, and this wasn’t him (although he was one of the better-looking and more popular teachers), but nonetheless it was a real shock to my system to see his smiling face on my app.

Making up for lost time on a cosplay photo shoot – Part 2 [FM]

With the first part of my photo session finished (story here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/c5hlyu/making_up_for_lost_time_on_a_cosplay_photo_shoot/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/c5hlyu/making_up_for_lost_time_on_a_cosplay_photo_shoot/)) it was basically lunchtime, and with the options offered by my photographer host amounting to heading out into town to eat or having him make me a sandwich, I opted for the latter. Sat in his kitchen in a kitchen and tracksuit bottoms, he quizzed me cheerfully about all sorts, only descending into silence while we ate before picking up the conversation again while plates were cleared. Our break continued to allow time for another drink, by which point the conversation had heated up and become far more sexual as he talked about other shoots I’d done and so on.

With the sexual tension building I was glad to be asked if I was ready to continue, signalling that it was time for me to head upstairs, retrieve my bag of clothes and change into my second outfit for the day: Asuka from Evangelion, and more specifically, her school uniform – a red wig with unique hair clips, a white blouse with red bow, short blue skirt with straps over the shoulders, and knee-high white socks topped off with normal school-style shoes. It was relatively quick and easy to change into, so once done I headed down to let him know I was all set, which I did to more appreciative coos and compliments from the 50-something photographer.

Making up for lost time on a cosplay photo shoot [FM]

(I’ve been able to include some audio clips for this session, as I know some of you like them.. enjoy!)

It’s felt like forever since I’ve last done anything “interesting” – the boring mundane requirements of real life have gotten in the way and, belief it or not, I ended up going to a major convention and not misbehaving at all for the first time in a long while!

Needless to say, all of this was very frustrating, but things are finally calming down a bit and leaving me with some free time, and an opportunity to finally try and arrange some more shoots with photographers. As it happens once particular photographer I’d been talking to some time ago was still interested, our schedules matched up, and earlier this week I finally had a day free to jump on a train and make the hour long or so journey to meet him, bag of cosplay in hand.

Maid it home for a long weekend to deliver a reward [FM]

If you’ve been following my tales on here for quite a while, you might have noticed it’s been a long time since I mentioned Simon, my ex’s younger brother who I teased and fooled around with a little a couple of years back*. In short, he ended up getting a girlfriend, which curtailed his cheeky WhatsApp messages to me for the most part – we hung out briefly a few times, and I even got to meet his adorable girlfriend, but he was always on his best behaviour.

I’d heard earlier this year that Simon and his girlfriend had split up, and perhaps unsurprisingly not too long after his cheekiness returned somewhat, as he teased me and I similarly teased him back in our messages. He’d invited me to come and hang out over Easter, but as I wasn’t heading home to see my parents that never came to fruition, but I promised to let him know the next time I was visiting home for any length of time. As it happened, a couple of weeks ago he messaged me with some amazing news – I won’t say what it is here, but it was dream come true stuff for him and was generally a pretty awesome achievement, so of course I was full of congratulations and genuinely happy for him. In the wake of my gushing praise, he didn’t miss a chance to tease me: “Am I going to get a reward the next time you come down here for being so amazing then?” he asked with an emoji wink. I suggested equally teasing that he might if he played his cards right, adding that I’d be visiting my family over the Bank Holiday weekend too.