[FMF] Thinking Back on Boyfriends Past…7 Paolo and Kim, the Couple

Hey y’all, been a minute. My post history has all the other hookup stories I’ve posted…as well as some pics of me if you want more context. ?

This story was when I was freshly single and 21. I decided to visit my older cousin Deb in LA, who was working in the adult film industry (production team, not a performer). Deb was in her late 30s, was well-established and clearly well-connected in the industry. During my 2 week stay at her villa, she had a party or event to go to every night, and I would be her plus 1 for them all! Since these parties were full of porn stars, producers, and generally open-minded people, I had packed only my skimpiest clothing. Why not show off a little? Deb, whose self-proclaimed “butch uniform” was baggy overalls/cargo pants and a Hanes tee, couldn’t help but chuckle and give me a whistle when I got into her car to drive to the event the first night. My firey red hair was straightened with matching red lips, wearing heels and a tight black sheer dress that showed off my black lingerie through the flimsy material.

“Looking to catch a dick tonight?” Deb chortled.

[FM] Thinking Back On Boyfriends Past…Dan the Virgin

Here’s another installment of the ghosts of hookups past! I met Dan in college, he was a year or two younger and whenever we were at a party together we always seemed to gravitate towards each other, inevitably winding up in a corner kissing. It all seemed pretty innocent; he was a very passionate kisser, but I noticed he kept his hands respectfully on my waist or at the small of my back. I was at the point of college where I was hooking up with so many jerks, I was surprised to meet such a gentleman, and I found him to be overwhelmingly sweet. He looked at me with stars in his eyes….so I figured I had to ruin him.

One night me and my roommates were throwing a rager at our house. We had a buddy bring his DJ equipment, a damn-near fully stocked bar, and we were all dressed in next to nothing. I had opted for a black T-shirt dress that was mesh, showing off my lace lingerie set underneath (a conservative choice compared to many of my friends), my long red and purple hair worn down extra curly. I had cleaned my room, certain that even if Dan turned me down, SOMEONE would end up in bed with me. When Dan got to the party, we found each other immediately and our game of cat and mouse began.

[MF] Thinking back on Boyfriends Past…4-Greg the Older Man

I’ve been thinking back on so many experiences that shaped me sexually. I would be doing a major disservice to not mention my summer as Greg’s pet. I had just turned 21 and was firmly in an alt-girl style; my bright red hair had pink and purple streaks, my lip was pierced, And a half sleeve of tattoos. Greg lived in a very swanky apartment complex, where I got invited to a pool party by an artist friend of a friend of a friend. It was the type of fancy pool party where nobody wears clothing to actually get wet because the only people that go in the pool are rolling hard on molly. I felt completely out of place. I looked across the pool to the bar and there he was. Standing out in a sharply tailored blue suit, holding a glass of dark liquor, turned away from the bar, watching me with a twinkle in his bright eyes. I smirked as he tilted his head slightly to the open seat next to him, wordlessly beckoning me to him. Every step I took tightened my chest, as if I was getting sucked into an aura stronger than my own. As I arrived, the bartender dropped a fresh drink in front of me and took the empty glass I was clutching.

[FM] Thinking Back To All My College Boyfriends 3- Jonny the cool guy

Been posting pics lately and figured it’s been awhile since I wrote out another take from boyfriends past. I met Jonny my freshman year of college. I was a fresh 18, and still dating my high school sweetheart Matthew, convinced we would get married. I also believed his cock was WAY above average gigantic…but that also turned out not to be true.

I got involved in an extracurricular that I knew one of my friends was apart of, and everybody hung out a lot together. This group was full of the coolest people I had met at that point of my young naive life. Jonny was one of the men in the group, and he felt like a natural leader. He was a ‘second year junior’, and he had seemed so mature and worldly! He was wildly creative, a writer and a musician with the confidence of a rockstar. He had girlfriends, but they never seemed to stick around long. They were always young and really pretty, and I could see what attracted them; he had the bluest eyes, the curliest black hair, and he was the funniest person in the room no matter where he was. This was before the ‘dad bod’ trend really caught on, but that’s definitely what he was rocking. I remember thinking he was so attractive, just how he carried himself.

[FM] Thinking back on all those college boyfriends…2-Jeff the fuckboi

Hi again! My [first post of this series](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/95558n/fm_thinking_back_on_all_those_college/) didn’t get much attention, but I had so much fun writing it I decided to write about another of my ghosts of boyfriends past. Again, feel free to check my post history for pics of me, but a short written description about me I that I’m a thick pale redhead with blue/green eyes and a decent amount of tattoos.

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I formally met Jeff two weeks before Hurricane Sandy, at a random house party his roommates threw. He was tall and thin with short strawberry blond hair and blue eyes, handsome and he knew it. We connected eyes across the room, and a small wave of recognition washed over us….we had met before. He closed the space between us, scrunching his brow in thought.

“I’ve seen your face before…years ago though. How do I remember your face?”

I tipsily recounted that we had been in the same college orientation group. I only remember this because he had sat next to me that day, and after some light flirting he ran away to pull a prank by running to the unoccupied computer/speaker system onstage and played Biggie. He got escorted out and I hadn’t seen him again until now. Upon this realization, he picked me up and spun me, spilling our drinks onto the cheap linoleum.

[FM] Thinking back on all those college boyfriends…1-Matt the artist

Hi! First time posting here, but longtime lurker (?). Bit of backstory on me (F25). My post history has some good shots of my current body, but for those reading this aloud to the blind- I’m a Thick pale redhead with blue/green eyes and a lot of ink, most predominantly a half sleeve of tattoos. This story is reflecting back on me as a 19-20 year old, so my ass was a tiny bit smaller, and I only had JUST gotten my first large piece of ink. I’ve been toying with the idea of sharing more exploits from undergrad (18-22), so this may turn into a series if people like.