[MF] “You’re famous among my friends now” – A wild night with the divorced comedy club host, Part 2

*(For the first part,* [click here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11dezrg/mf_one_rule_no_kissing_a_wild_night_with_the/)*)*

“My friends are flying in tonight for the weekend, I have 2 hours if you want to grab a quick drink,” Kathy texted me just after I finished work, a couple of days after our wild (first) night together.

“Sure, let’s meet at [whatever bar I chose] in half an hour!” An unexpected drink with Kathy? Ok, could be worse. It was Friday night and I was planning on a night in the city solo, which was how I met Kathy in the first place.

I threw together an outfit and headed to the train, heading to the bar we decided to meet at, and within minutes, I recognized the curves and the blond hair walking towards me.

“Wow, you look amazing,” I stared Kathy’s body up and down, admiring the tight olive green dress that hugged her curves admirably.

“Thanks handsome, so do you,” Kathy returned the favor, staring me up and down. We sat at the bar and ordered a first round of drinks.

“Just so you know,” Kathy said assertively, “you’re famous among my friends now.”

“Haha, why is that?” I replied sarcastically.

[MF] “One rule: no kissing” – A wild night with the divorced comedy club host

I (29M) recently moved to a new city and I’ve been trying to meet people in different ways, one of which has become attending a networking event that turns into a comedy show once per week. The first time I went, one of the comedians actually played wingman for me to get a girl’s number, while nothing interesting happened the second time. This particular night, I walked in, grabbed my first drink and approached a group of people, half a dozen or so guys and two girls. I introduced myself to the group, which is how I met “Kathy” (35F).

Sporting a black top and a white jacket over it, matching her white pants, Kathy stood about 5’10” with her thick blond hair, absolutely sexy in every way. We shook hands, struck up small talk and that was it. I learned that she was one of the hosts of the comedy show that night. We all migrated to other groups and eventually I found myself back with Kathy, where we discovered that we had a mutual hobby, especially unusual in a male dominated category. We exchanged numbers, which seemed more friendly than flirty at the time, and went our separate ways.

[MF] Last night, I fulfilled a fantasy and became an exhibitionist

“Mmm, you feel so good,” she groaned, leaning over the balcony rail, grinding her ass against my jeans through her black single piece swimsuit. I firmly held her hips as I watched her force a bulge in my jeans. We glanced out at the city skyline in front of us, the clear stars above us and the giant blue pool below us. “I want to do it.” She turned around and ran her hands up my bare chest and gave me a seductive smile, kissing me chest in a teasing manner. She stood about 5’1″, more than a foot shorter than me, with her sexy Colombian face and petite body.

I led her back to my bedroom, now about 2am, and she immediately fidgeted with my belt until it became free and tugged my jeans to my knees. Her small hands gently massaged my bulge as she grazed my chest with her tongue. I spun her around and untied her swimsuit, pulling it down her body, exposing her B cups.

“I want you,” she said as her breathing intensified, “fuck me now.” I wasn’t about to start an argument, so I obeyed her stern command and effortlessly slid into her soaking wet pool, tightly taking me an inch at a time.

[MF] From sliding into DMs to sliding into her mouth, a Christmas Eve with a sexy MILF

Over the summer, I was promoting a pool party for an organization I work with so naturally, in a male-heavy field, I made sure to invite plenty of women. I DMed one woman in particular who appeared quite attractive, though there weren’t many photos of her. She answered me right away, and we exchanged a few friendly DMs, but she couldn’t make the party.

We kept making small talk for a few days and she was eventually curious as to who I was, hiding behind the anonymity of a business account. She followed my personal account and was curious about my age. I’m 29 and it turns out she’s 43. We keep exchanging DMs, pictures (PG), voice messages and we start to flirt back and forth.

I had been away for several weeks so when I told her I would be back in town, she enthusiastically suggested we meet. We decided to do brunch on Christmas Eve. We agreed to meet in a public setting and I would drive the final 15 minutes.

[MF] It took three years to meet the girl who blew me, and my mind (about last night…)

I was never a good science student, but I love good chemistry. At least in the sexual sense. Every now and then, you meet someone who you have instant sexual chemistry with, and it’s mind-blowing. Last night was one of those nights.

To properly tell this story, I have to rewind three years when I matched with a girl on Bumble, who I’ll call “Angela.” She was a very cute blond, about 5’2″ and curves in all the right places. We flirted a bit, exchanged numbers but never ended up meeting, probably because I found myself in a relationship shortly after that. Oh well, we all make mistakes!

Fast forward to a couple of weeks ago, I matched with a very cute blond on Bumble; I think you can connect the dots. We began flirting again, unbeknownst to either of us that we had already matched, and soon exchanged numbers… again. That night I received an unexpected phone call from a drunk Angela saying that she had texts from me from three years prior. We joked about how we never met and that we should amend that, so plans were made. I pushed my luck a bit, still gauging Angela, by introducing some R rated jokes to the chat, and as I gave her a proverbial inch, she took a mile. She was soon talking about taking my cock in her mouth and I reciprocated by saying I was thinking about shoving my face between her legs.

[MF] First post relationship hookup with a shy girl

Finally I was free. I could flirt again. I could recite corny pickup lines again. I could even download Bumble again!

Fast forward a few nights and I’m meeting one of my matches, “Allie” at a cafe a few minutes from where she lives. I wasn’t too enthusiastic about meeting her initially, but our texting suddenly became more sexual the day before.

I arrived right on time, dressed fairly casually (button down t-shirt, jeans, etc.) and within seconds I’ve found Allie. She was cute, taller than I expected, probably 5’7″, with waist long straight dark hair, a thin body, B cups, and a cute round ass. Her black dress reached her ankles but hugged her curves enough to let my imagination get to work.

Right away, I could tell she was nervous. As it turns out, we’re both on our first “date” following relationships, but the conversation never shifts away from anything surface level. After a bite at the cafe, we settled on a neighboring bar but immediately decided that the crowd was not our scene. We strolled around a bit, she only let me peck her lips a time or two, instead opting for hugs. I felt like the night had played its course.

[MF] Unlocking the freak out of a quiet exotic Brazilian Au Pair

(Sex starts after the ***)

Recently single and living at home, my 24 year old self was at times sexually frustrated. I didn’t have a reliable place to bring girls and I didn’t have a girl to bring to that non-existent place anyway. Both of those things changed one fall. I was working an office job where only a handful of people actually came into the office during an average week and I began to fantasize about using the office as a sex spot. Over a lunch break one day, I found a way from the parking lot to my office where there were no cameras visible, using the back door of the building and a specific hallway.

At the same time, I was active on Bumble. I swiped on dozens of girls every day, usually while killing time at the office, to limited success until one day, I matched with a Brazilian girl. and of course, I had to wait for her to message me. Would she even bother? I would have to wait and see.

[MF] My University asked if I’d be ok with a female roommate (Spoiler: I was!) [Fiction]

(If you want to skip the story and get to the sexy stuff, scroll down to the ***)

Amidst the frustration of my school dropping my major and having to switch schools last minute, I had forgotten to send in my housing application in time for fall sophomore semester. I called the housing office with just days to go before the semester was to begin. They told me they should be able to find me a dorm on the first day of classes, but this would not be guaranteed.

Move-in day, Friday, became quite stressful without the guarantee of a dorm for fall semester but I already had some off-campus apartments lined up as a backup. I arrived and explained my situation to the counselor.

“Hmm, I’m afraid we’re quite short on dorm openings at the moment.” She flipped through several sheets of paperwork. “Well, it’s your lucky day, we do have a vacant dorm. It’s Building C, co-ed, I’ll let them know you’re coming.” The rest of the day was a relief and by the afternoon, I was relaxing in my own dorm. I went out and explored campus, met a few people along the way before calling it a night.

[MF] I hired the hottest receptionist and fucked her twin sister [Fiction]

I received dozens of applications for our open receptionist position within a week of posting the job. Our office was right on the water, overlooking the city across the river, so it was a highly desirable location for attractive 20-something year old women. Our clientele consisted primarily of middle aged men, so there a clear bias towards hiring women who would be eye candy to our clients. It’s an unspoken part of the business, but everyone does it.

I had interviewed six candidates already on that Thursday afternoon and I squeezed Vanessa into the 4pm slot to clear my Friday afternoon schedule. Some of the other candidates had impressed, one in particular dressed well and would have caught the attention of our male clients so Vanessa needed to blow me away at this point.

4:03pm. “Hey Vanessa, are you going to make it today?” I texted the 24-year old applicant.

“Heyy yes so sorry omw!” She replied instantly. “Traffic is crazy!!”

4:13pm. I’m getting aggravated. I’ve been in the office since 7am and I want to wrap up my day. I mentally decide that she has until 4:20 to show up before I cancel.

[MF] A crazy MILF DMed me a picture in her panties, so I met her and fucked her at the beach!

*(This definitely fits the “Gone Wild Stories” sub perfectly. True story, some liberties taken with dialogue, as this took place a few years ago!)*

I run a small business for a primarily male demographic, so I don’t get DMs from women terribly often, but sometimes the stars simply align. I was ~ 25 at the time, single and horny. I had posted a promotion on my social media and was minding my own business when I noticed someone had replied to my story. It was a name that could be a guy or girl, so I didn’t think much of it. I opened it and politely answered the inquiry, which the person followed up with another question. I was cordial, answering the person as I would anyone else, but became curious as to who this was. I visited the IG page and was surprised to learn that my customer was a woman! Even though I had at least a few hundred female followers, it wasn’t terribly common for a woman to reach out in this case.

With my new knowledge that my customer was an attractive woman, I continued the DM exchange, mentioning that I hadn’t seen her before and that “I would remember seeing someone so pretty.”