I [M] guess I paid a model [F] to eat out my G[F]?

Back in the smoky days of yore, before vape commercials became illegal (or something) in the US, I produced a few for a client’s social media. One ad in particular was a short-notice TikTok-y type to promote some new bubblegum flavor. The company—I say company, but really they were 4 ‘bro’ dudes who winged it as they went—wanted an attractive girl to look “moody” and “unfulfilled” until she “bounces” into a cut where her outfit changes into sexy pink, it’s all colorful, she smiles then blows a bubble. Spielberg was busy so they called me. Man, I had a love/hate relationship with vape videos for various… guessable reasons.

Anyway, I tried getting my gf, Kristy, to stand in, but she wasn’t feeling confident about it. And that’s ridiculous because she’s beautiful and fit as shit. Her hot red hair curtained at her shoulders, she flips my switch with her dancer legs alone just by walking around the house in her shorts. I mean, basically all my stories here are about her for a reason. She bashfully deflected by ultimately saying something like, “please, you think you could video tape me in a skimpy outfit and we won’t get distracted?” Fair point even though it was a hit to my professionalism.

I [M] was cucked by the hot alpha [g]irl from high school [MFF]

The moment lasted for only a few minutes, but can’t say it didn’t leave years of memories in its wake.

Lynne was the most sexually aggressive girl, let alone high school girl, I’d ever met. Piercing gray eyes, tall thin body with killer hips, and straight blonde hair that acted like her bodyguard. You couldn’t touch her, but she could do whatever she wanted. She had a god complex and a hyper energy that was offputting to some, taking the ones who expected her personality to match her physique by surprise. My more combative friends would give her the fight and drama she always seemed to crave, and pushed back against her constant poking at their patience. They either earned her respect or made her shit list.

Being teased by the cute Swedish girl was something every high school senior dreamt of, but not in the sense of being punched in the arm, called names, and pranked. Lynne once fully pantsed me in the school weight room and accidentally caught my underwear in the crossfire. Luckily, I had an overly large shirt on so my bare ass and penis weren’t that visible (and I don’t think anyone was looking), but that was enough to make her break character and profusely apologize. I brushed it off coolly and laughed as I always did after telling her to chill out. I don’t remember Lynne ever having a steady boyfriend, just unattached sex stories with people I don’t know, some of them other girls.

We [MF] Spontaneously Fucked on Cam In Front of Her Childhood Friend [F]

Is there a quarantine genre yet?

Gonna try to keep the dialogue as neat and true as my memory serves. Was drinking, and this was a few nights ago.

My gf of a few years now, Kris, was raised in an old school southern Christian household before rebelling against the church and her racist ass parents. All thanks to the emo/pop scene. She’s petite and frail—sweet and bubbly to strangers with her accent having a slight little coo—but behind closed doors? Insatiable and even forceful. It’s amazing seeing her put on the innocent southern bell act, because I know this is the same girl who made me facefuck her in the hallway while her churchlife dad was visiting (and asleep around the corner).

So beneath the “yes ma’ams” and “sirs” is a tatted up body, some ink riding up her legs and cupping her firm round ass, and beneath her tight-fitting Little Mermaid shirts are some of my cum stains from public rendezvous(es? is this word naturally plural? ok, fuck it). She gets called “scene Taylor Swift” or just “Hayley Williams” a lot. Cute, tiny, and feisty.

Gf [F] walks in on [M]e jerking it to Overwatch hentai. Best mistake of my life.

This one could be slightly embarrassing to admit, but fuck it.

I was working from home a lot during this time, making videos for clients. My girlfriend, Kris, works just around the corner at a daycare. She gets an hour for lunch, so when I’m home, she’ll drive back here and we’ll eat together. Her lunch break time isn’t strict, just generally from 11-noon.

As any guy knows, if you leave him alone for more than 2 hours with work to do, he’ll end up jerking off sooner or later. I had the Overwatch League on in the background, so I was half-watching that while working. If you don’t know the game, its female characters are uhhhh, let’s say a bit sexually emphasized. Exaggerated boob bounce animations, plump asses, cute voices. It’s one of the most rule 34’d games–maybe IPs–ever, I’m pretty sure.

Kris and I also haven’t had sex in a few days, so I needed a quick release to get my focus back. I decide to see what the busy Overwatch porn community’s got going on lately. Scrolling down, I see this one particular GIF of one of the characters, Dva, who’s got the most fan art I think. [She’s a cute, slim, busty Korean girl] (http://blog.miccostumes.com/wp-content/uploads/ov-dva.jpg) wearing a headset, has lines painted on her face, and wears a purple bodysuit.

I [M] Ate Out My Angry GF [F] [Outside]

  This past summer, my girlfriend, Kris, and I visited her family and old friends down south for the weekend. We drove across the country experiencing new states for the first time… soaking in the uniquity of each coastal city… giving each other handjobs down the long stretches of country road illuminated mostly by the orange sky at dusk.
Like her sisters, Kris adhered to the better stereotypes of southern girls – blonde hair roped in a side braid, freckles sprinkling her cheeks, piercing turquoise eyes, a no-bullshit tolerance, thick pouty lips that slightly hung open, and slim, sporty legs that held up a puffy ass. She was also transitioning out of her accent at this time, but often, her words curved into that drawl. Honestly, hearing her slip out the occasional “ya’ll” was cute as shit.

All ride long, we plotted how we were going to sneak into each other’s rooms at night. Let me explain: her family is *very* traditional (Bible-swearing, hard-nosed southerners who were wary of a city kid like me dating their daughter), and we were staying in their guest rooms separately as per their wishes.

We were obviously sneaking down the hall.

Getting [M]y [F]riend Off With Story of [Revenge] Fucking

As you could guess, this isn’t word for word. I don’t speak as pre-planned as I write.
This is part 2 of my [story with Isobel](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6psy7v/highstrung_preppy_girl_giving_me_a_helping_hand/), if you want a more detailed description. Let me know if this story’s format confuses you since it’s a story about telling a story. I indent whenever I go back into my conversation in the car.

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I usually drove Courtney home from her boyfriend’s house whenever we’d all hang out. He lived 20 minutes away, she had no car, and we were practically neighbors, anyway. Vodka stained her breath while she exhaustedly reminisced about our long past. Her legs were sheathed in a pair of tight jeans crossed in the passenger seat of my Elantra. It was the point in the summer in which her pale skin was lightly tanned – I noticed so under the passing streetlights while her mouth hung slightly open, poshly waiting on me for an answer.

“Uhh, I think only [my ex] and Isobel,” I admitted.
“Oh wow. You’re practically a virgin,” she poked.
“Well, I was dating [my ex] for the entirety of high school.”
“I thought Isobel just -” Courtney pushed the inside of her cheek with her tongue to simulate a blowjob. Her shoulder-length brown hair shook along with her rippling chubby breasts that were suffocating in a slim black top.

High-Strung, Preppy Girl Giving Me a Helping Hand [MF] [public]

I was saving this story until after I told my bit about [Courtney](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6ncbpr/my_childhood_friend_forcing_me_to_fuck_her/). I’m not exactly building a Marvel Universe, but context, I think, is what makes these stories, to me. I tried to retell the conversations as accurately I could remember. This may not be the dirtiest story ever, but I love thinking about it. Plus, it’s the introduction of dirtier stories with her.


The embodiment of prep with a pinch of hipster, Isobel was always busy with school functions, charities, and extra-curricular activities. She had a rotating clique and was intimidating to befriend. She barely broke 5″5 in her tan cardigan that draped over a white tank top. Her breasts weren’t perky, instead, they hung so perfectly, so maturely, they reminded me of lavish raindrops – pert enough for her cleavage to swallow some of her necklaces.
She had a feathery black pixie cut that cruved to each side of her lips. When she wore fashionably torn shorts, you could see the results of her gymnastics in the toned lines of her legs. She rarely dressed to her body’s strengths, though, so guys called her “beautiful” instead of “hot.” She was hot. High-class, sometimes snoody, and hot.

Secretly Fingered GF While Streaming [MF] [hold the moan]

I must have been the most sexually aloof guy during high school. Far from prude, I just never treated sex and relationships as a priority. I barely spoke a word in classes, let alone tried to flirt, and the only way I caught onto the fact that a girl I shared the bus with for 3 years liked me was when she literally placed her hand on my crotch. Even still, I ignored her. Yeah, I was **that** distracted.

That’s what made Kris a special girl. I mentioned her before as a bubbly video game streamer with multi-colored hair and tats who shook up my strict, rigid world at age 23. As social as she was on her stream, she wasn’t the typical camgirl flirt. She took her first-person shooters seriously, childishly laughing at the explosions, and ignored the compliments poured on her by her viewers.

[M]y Childhood [F]riend Forcing Me to Fuck Her [cheated with]

The following is all true. I alluded to this story in my first.

I’ve always been the quiet one, but you’d be wrong to say I’m necessarily shy. Quiet people draw all sorts of attention and reactions. One such reaction was curiosity and lust – as was the case for my long time friend. Let’s call her Courtney. It’s so cliché because she lives down the block and has “had a crush” on me since 1st grade. Everyone who knew us, shipped us to be together as each other’s “girl/boy next door.”

She was mousey and cute, then she turned bombshell hot. Straight brown hair that fell equally on both sides down to her shoulders. Tiny pursed lips, pale skin, dramatic actress eyelashes, and she always wore the right amount of makeup. She was smart, a bookworm, never a gossip, but was a gigantic flirt once her breasts grew in. They honestly were the most voluptuous pale tits I’ve ever seen. Her sister also had this busty, curvy look, so they must’ve shared genes with a Venusian goddess. The word that comes to mind is “milky.” They would turn on anybody’s animal side.

[M]y Gamers [F]antasy Cum True

All of this is true. It’s pretty long, but I enjoy detailing. Let me know if I should shorten it.

You know the type I am – a then-23 year-old dude with medium-length messy black hair, 5 foot
8, and fit in the sense that my triceps and shoulders are toned and you could see the cuts
forming that V in my abs. I worked at a gym, so I spammed my abs out of vanity. With my shirt on,
however, I’m “slim” and unremarkable. But hey, that’s fine.

I sank my 2013 tax return into a gaming PC. I wanted to try my hand at streaming to open up
my shy and anti-social personality. The only interactions I had nowadays was ignoring the
advances of this busty girl who has been infatuated with me since elementary school [a 2nd
story here, if anyone’s interested]. She was in a committed relationship and, although attractive,
just not my type, to be honest.