Hooking up with the guy I used to babysit [FM]

Not often I experience being the older woman, but I did this week.

I’ve been browsing Tinder a lot lately. I do it for conversation as much as anything else these days, and tend to have it set to only show women, since I find they seem to be more willing to have a chat without necessarily wanting to escalate things. Every so often, for reasons I don’t get, profiles outside my search filter show up (usually super likes, I think). So I’m sitting at home on the sofa idly swiping left and right when I notice a boy who’s super liked me. I like him back, because he’s cute and it’s only polite when someone does that, then go back to talking to a vegan girl who is trying, and failing, to put me off meat.

Roughly [f]ucked by [m]y friend’s boyfriend at his parents’ house

This is the second part of [a story I started telling a couple of weeks back](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b9tlcj/barcelona_ff/) about me sleeping with both members of a now married couple on different occasions. Advanced warning to all, it contains cheating, rough (consensual) sex, and a lot of rambling. There’s also a light sexual assault that happens. It’s really not the focus of the story, but it’s relevant to how I ended up fucking another guy. I messaged the mod to ask if it was okay to mention it given the context, and they’ve not got back to me. Anyway, now that you’re all duly warned I will continue.

Part two…

I stayed friends with Hana after our fling, but only just. For a long time she was awkward around me, because as we established, she’s a very straight and narrow sort of girl. Nowadays she has thawed out, and it has got to the stage where she’s become very comfortable and touchy around me. We haven’t messed around again, but when she comes to visit me or vice-versa we’ll still sleep all cuddled up in the same bed.

Barcelona [FF]

Today I thought I’d share what is probably the moment I’m least proud of in my illustrious career as a hobag. I part-wrote this once ages ago, but I ended up feeling pretty bad about it and now I’ve lost the copy. In case this will put any of you off, I’ll warn you in advance that this is part one of a tale about how I cheated with both members of a (now) married couple on separate occasions. I know for a fact they would not be cool with it if they found out. To this date, neither of them knows, and I pray to Jeebus, Yahweh, Vishnu and almighty Zeus that they never do.

Physical description of me pasted from another post because I’m lazy: I’m 5’4 with long, messy brown hair. Quite tanned because of my Italian half. Pretty toned, but I’ve got C cup boobs and junk in the trunk. I modelled and got paid for it right up until I was 22, so I guess that makes me pretty.

Playing Doctor [FF]

So a little-known fact about me is that I used to study medicine. I took it for just over a year at uni before dropping out because some shit in my personal life came to a head.

The medical students at this place were kept kind of separate from everyone else (all housed together, and with a different timetable to the rest of the university), which discouraged any of us from canoodling among the group, since it was pretty much guaranteed that everyone would know about it within a day. That’s not to say attractions didn’t form, though. A big part of our early curriculum was based around clinical examination, i.e. feeling people up to see what’s wrong with them, and those of us who were single had no choice but to practice on each other. It was the one thing you could count on to make sparks fly between any two people who were attracted to one another.

That time I [f]ucked a virgin [m]edic

Wagwan wankers. Time for another tale of hobaggery that will hopefully warm your hearts and lubricate your respective genitalia. I’ve had this half-written pretty much since I last posted on here, but posting something else in r/sluttyconfessions got me feeling productive and I finally finished it.

This also involves me shagging a work colleague, but I promise I’m a professional 90% of the time. Also I’ll put in my standard warning about going off topic and the tense I use is all over the place.

A little description of me, since a few people didn’t like how vague I was last time. I’m a 5’4 brunette with C-cup boobs and, without meaning to sound full of myself, I’m told I’m abnormally hot. I’m Irish on my dad’s side, and Italian on my mum’s, which gives me a year-round tan despite my indoorsy ways. This story takes place when I was 23.

[F]ucking a jackass colleague in A[M]sterdam

Wappenin Reddit. Long time listener, first time caller here. As a long-term hobag I’ve got a fair few stories to tell, so hopefully this is the first of many. For the record, I’m a 24 year-old brunette from the UK. I am also prone to veering off-topic, so apologies if that happens here. Also also, every time I’ve tried to write this down I’ve just ended up getting too horny to carry on, so if it’s disjointed I apologise.

A short while ago, I was invited to Amsterdam for work reasons (result). It was me, my fusty old boss from work and precisely no-one else that I knew in attendance, apart from about 20 delegates from other labs. Unfortunately, my hopes of sneaking off to the coffeeshops were dashed by the full agenda they’d set out for each of us over the two days, but on the bright side the company that had brought us out there had clearly spared no expense. We were put up in a five star hotel, taken to Michelin starred restaurants, and generally treated like royalty, which is a bit of a rarity in my profession.