The Fucks That Made Me – Part 5 [FM]

Part five already! It feels a little exciting to be here already, and I really hope a few of you will be slightly excited to see this next installment. I took a week off to make some memories for future episodes, but we’re still racing to catch up to the present day for now. If you haven’t seen the first few installments, consider checking them out; here’s parts [one](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xjsow7/i_m_think_its_about_time_to_remember_all_the/), [two](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xq1z9o/the_fucks_that_made_me_part_2_mf/), [three](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xwudkb/the_fucks_that_made_me_part_3_mf/), and [four](https://old.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/y2j6h9/the_fucks_that_made_me_part_4_longish_fm/).

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Here again? Back for more? That’s pretty cool of you, reader.

When last we left off, I’d let myself be forcibly dragged across the finish line with M, the nosey neighbor that I’d never forgive myself for not finding earlier.

She was voraciously horny. Given the way things began between us, she obviously wasn’t looking to dive into something in the ordinary way that the rest of us do. No, she wanted something, set her mind’s eye on it, and made it cum inside of her hours after she came to possess it. Regrettably, cock wasn’t the only something she was after; no, I’d not be let off the hook just by having a nice big dick for her to gobble and ride – she wanted a mature, comfortable relationship right out of the gates, and she didn’t want to wait the years that it would have taken to earn that organic familiarity by dating. In anyone else, this would have felt like a classic “get too close, too fast, burnout, and fallout” situation, but I’m thrilled to report that it was actually really easy to fall into something like that what she was after.

The Fucks that Made Me – Part 4, Long-ish [FM]

Hello again, dear reader. I’m back, and it looks like you made your way back over here too. What a coincidence.

We’re on to part 4 now, which is wild! I thought I’d get bummed and quit if these posts didn’t get read and upvoted, and they haven’t been blowing up by any means, but I’ve really enjoyed this nonetheless. So here we are, again. If you’ve missed them, here’s parts [one](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xjsow7/i_m_think_its_about_time_to_remember_all_the/), [two](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xq1z9o/the_fucks_that_made_me_part_2_mf/), and [three](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xwudkb/the_fucks_that_made_me_part_3_mf/).

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The weeks that followed our last installation are hazy in my memory. I’d taken to my internship swimmingly, but burning the midnight oil there meant that, even after exams for the term ended at school, I was slammed. The going out and partying came to an abrupt end, save the occasional Friday night with the office folks, and I found myself trudging, tired and worn out, most nights well after dark.

This night was just another one of those late ones. The early summer air was cool and felt great as I stumped off the bus at the stop near my place. Well, pretty near my place. It was a half mile to mine from there.

The Fucks That Made Me – Part 2 [F19/M19][Oral][Blue Balled][Series]

Hello, Dear Reader.

Maybe you read my post last week, but if you didn’t then consider a look [HERE](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xjsow7/i_m_think_its_about_time_to_remember_all_the/).

I’ve decided to begin authoring a series recounting all of the fucks that made me. My life, and the moderate successes that I’ve found therein, can be told and understood through the milestone sexual encounters that scatter themselves throughout it. I’m fine with how pretentious that sounds. No, I’ll dial it back more next time. Maybe.

In the last entry, I discussed the rapid onset drive to succeed in college arriving by way of a desperate encounter with J, who’s incredibly kissable pussy left me blue balled to the point of breaking. We’ll move along quicker at times in future entries, but for now, let’s get back to that same period, a week later.

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The Fucks That Made Me – Part 1 [F19/M19][Oral][Blue Balled][Series]

Hello, dear reader.

This is set, now, to be a recounting, homage, and tribute to all of the women who fucked the motivation into me over the years. Each blowjob, handjob, titjob, mirror pic, makeout, and creampie has eternally pushed me to be the best that I can be. You see, I’ve never been much of a motivated self-starter; I need the payoff, I need that promise at the end of the road.

I found that promise, years ago, and it came in the form of a woman. Well, not just one, I suppose. All of them.

Every single one of them thrilled me, capturing my imagination in a way that I never could wrestle away from. Everything about them drove me daily to the brink of desire. I don’t mind if that’s a bit predictable; it’s how things are for me, and it’s what’s given me the strength to push for the life I’m building for myself.

As I do hope to make this the first of a series commemorating my every thrill, we might as well start from the beginning. We’ll start with the first. We’ll start with J.

The Fucks That Made Me – Part 3 [MF]

Hello, again maybe, dear reader. It’s nice to be back.

I’ll dispense with the preamble this time around so that we can all move along to enjoying what we came here for. Consider reading parts 1 and 2 of my travels [HERE](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xjsow7/i_m_think_its_about_time_to_remember_all_the/) and [HERE](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xq1z9o/the_fucks_that_made_me_part_2_mf/).

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At the end of my last post, I had shared another painfully hot encounter with a woman that I ended up entangled with for the better part of the rest of that year. I’d like to tell you that this post is about the first time that I actually, finally, got to have sex with her, but the truth is this – she was so bad at it. It’s not that she wasn’t trying; she had enthusiasm in spades. No, she was simply the most incredibly boring fuck that you could imagine, and I’d hate to bore you with the details of how I spent the next 8 months cycling between blue ball hell interrupted infrequently by 15 minutes of the same doggystyle sex each time.

The Nights That Made Me – Part 1 [MF]

Hello, dear reader.

This is set, now, to be a recounting, homage, and tribute to all of the women who fucked the motivation into me over the years. Each blowjob, handjob, titjob, mirror pic, makeout, and creampie has eternally pushed me to be the best that I can be. You see, I’ve never been much of a motivated self-starter; I need the payoff, I need that promise at the end of the road.

I found that promise, years ago, and it came in the form of a woman. Well, not just one, I suppose. All of them.

Every single one of them thrilled me, capturing my imagination in a way that I never could wrestle away from. Everything about them drove me daily to the brink of desire. I don’t mind if that’s a bit predictable; it’s how things are for me, and it’s what’s given me the strength to push for the life I’m building for myself.

As I do hope to make this the first of a series commemorating my every thrill, we might as well start from the beginning. We’ll start with the first. We’ll start with J.

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The Fucks that Made Me – Part 2 [MF]

Hello, Dear Reader.

Maybe you read my post last week, but if you didn’t then consider a look [HERE](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xjsow7/i_m_think_its_about_time_to_remember_all_the/).

I’ve decided to begin authoring a series recounting all of the fucks that made me. My life, and the moderate successes that I’ve found therein, can be told and understood through the milestone sexual encounters that scatter themselves throughout it. I’m fine with how pretentious that sounds. No, I’ll dial it back more next time. Maybe.

In the last entry, I discussed the rapid onset drive to succeed in college arriving by way of a desperate encounter with J, who’s incredibly kissable pussy left me blue balled to the point of breaking. We’ll move along quicker at times in future entries, but for now, let’s get back to that same period, a week later.

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I [M] Think It’s About Time to Remember All the Women Who Have Made Me Who I Am

Hello, dear reader.

This is set, now, to be a recounting, homage, and tribute to all of the women who fucked the motivation into me over the years. Each blowjob, handjob, titjob, mirror pic, makeout, and creampie has eternally pushed me to be the best that I can be. You see, I’ve never been much of a motivated self-starter; I need the payoff, I need that promise at the end of the road.

I found that promise, years ago, and it came in the form of a woman. Well, not just one, I suppose. All of them.

Every single one of them thrilled me, capturing my imagination in a way that I never could wrestle away from. Everything about them drove me daily to the brink of desire. I don’t mind if that’s a bit predictable; it’s how things are for me, and it’s what’s given me the strength to push for the life I’m building for myself.

As I do hope to make this the first of a series commemorating my every thrill, we might as well start from the beginning. We’ll start with the first. We’ll start with J.

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