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An Unplanned Threesome [FMM]

By my Junior year of college, I felt I was pretty well set, sexually. To my young mind, anything two people could do together, I’d either done it, or I wasn’t interested. I was cool, collected, thoroughly in charge of myself. I had a very respectable collection of FWBs that I could rely on at pretty much any time to scratch any itch I may have.

One afternoon, I was relaxing with one of my FWBs, who was a bit heavier on the “friends” part than most. Kyle was as casual about sex as anyone I’d ever met. He was, of course, always happy to satisfy my desires, and he was more than capable, but if we got together and just talked or watched TV, that was fine, too. His roommate, Bill, was the exact opposite: high strung, desperate, a walking hardon always on the verge of a panic attack. This particular afternoon, Bill was out doing whatever Bill did with his afternoons, while Kyle and I were laying on his bed, watching TV. About an hour in, I got a bit impatient. I enjoyed watching TV with Kyle, I enjoyed talking with him about whatever happened to be on, but I’d come over on my afternoon off with intent. So, being the little spoon, I started grinding gently against his crotch. Kyle wasn’t one to chomp at the bit, but he certainly knew how to rise to the occasion. In no time, he was pushing back against me, his hard dick pressing between my cheeks. He snaked a hand up my shirt and pulled my bra down, grabbing one of my tits and pinching my nipple between his fingers. He knew exactly how to turn me on. Read more »

Just Another Friday Night – Part 2 [FM]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/audc7n/just_another_friday_night_part_1_fm/)

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The slight condom scare put me off any more drinking, and my mind was adjusting to the new clarity I’d found in my freshly sober state. I stood at the door of the bar, hearing the music thump, wondering if I should go back in, or cut my losses and go home to my guaranteed not to be disappointing toys, when someone sauntered up beside me. Donkey Dick, fresh off his phone call, had made a reappearance. He barely got out a greeting when I pulled him in for a kiss, pouring all of my sexual frustration in to the connection. When I pulled back, I was all too self aware. The minute man had left my hair a mess, he’d destroyed my makeup, and my dress was wrinkled. There was no way Donkey Dick didn’t know what had happened. But he’d been drinking too, and I still had a hint of my chemically induced confidence. I told him that, if he had a room, I would do whatever he wanted there, as long as he didn’t pop off early. He nodded, only barely registering surprise at my bluntness, and gestured for me to follow him. Read more »

Just Another Friday Night – Part 1 [FM]

It had been a long time since I’d hit the bars by myself, looking for a hookup. After my [adventure at the gas station](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/asgi4i/a_fresh_start_fm/), though, I was craving more. So, more than a little nervous, I walked into one of my old haunts, a cheesy little joint connected to the Marriot for added convenience. I was decked out in a woman’s best friend, my little black dress, showing off more cleavage than would normally be considered decent, with my deep auburn hair pulled back in a bun, strappy black heels, and my makeup done just so. Against my pale skin, the combination of the black dress and red lipstick I was sporting popped like you wouldn’t believe.

Back in college, my girlfriends and I used to do what we called “flyby”s. We’d walk into a party, we’d each spot a cute guy, and we’d see how quickly we could get him to leave. With my nerves, I decided this would be my best choice. Waiting around for a guy to get up the nerve to make a move would have been death for my confidence. As I entered the room, my ego was inflated by several guys stopping what they were doing to watch me. It didn’t completely reinflate my confidence, but it helped. Read more »

A Fresh Start [FM]

I used to be wild, adventurous, and experimental. Especially in regards to sex, I was always hungry to learn something new. In recent years, I’ve calmed down, largely because of a serious relationship I found myself in. Last year, though, that came to an end, and I was looking forward to getting back to my old trouble. Aside from a few quick romps, though, nothing much happened. I’d forgotten how to let loose and go with the flow.

Until last week, that is.

It was all very unexpected. I’d thought I’d get my groove back in a bar, or a club, or someplace inherently sexy. Instead, I found myself in a gas station, on my way home from a solo shopping trip. After getting on the interstate, I noticed my gas tank was closer to E than I would have liked it, so I stopped in at a middle of nowhere station/truck stop. I filled up and went inside to get something to snack on on my way home, when I spotted someone. Read more »

College Starts With A Bang [FM]

College brought a whole new host of opportunities to by emerging sexual sensibilities. I knew that my parents were spending good money to send me off to an expensive school so that I could get the best education I could get, but as the wheels of higher education started moving, I was primarily concerned with expanding my sexual conquests. Unfortunately, it seemed like college was ready for me, with a strict set of rules that were tailor made to stop all the fun I had been prepared for (on retrospect, these are all good and solid rules I should have followed, but that wouldn’t have been any fun): Freshmen were prohibited from all parties, frat and sorority houses for their first semester at the school. Read more »

Branching out [FM]

[A week earlier](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9bfwc6/a_few_of_my_firsts_fm/), I wouldn’t have believed it, but my graduation from high school [was not the high point of that week](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9bg524/my_first_time_fm/). Though losing my virginity hadn’t changed things the way I had thought (I had not suddenly blossomed into a gloriously sexual woman, desired by all who laid eyes on me), things had changed. While I may have been no more desirable to the jocks and preps at school, they were more desirable to me. No, it didn’t take long for me to go from one dick to wanting all of them. Maybe it’s the natural collector in me, but the very next day, I looked at every guy I passed in an entirely different way. Before, an attractive guy was someone who might be fun. The day after, they were there to be rode hard and put away wet. In short, I felt like a sexual beast, with only my concern for what rumors would be passed around about my overnight transformation holding me back from jumping the nearest football player and dragging him into the nearest bathroom. It may not sound like much, but even in the last days of high school, even to a hopeless nerd with no discernable reputation, good, bad, or otherwise, rumors meant the world. So I behaved myself. Read more »

A Few Of My Firsts [FM]

I was a good girl all the way up through high school. Straight A’s, I never got into trouble, I always did as I was told, but, unknown to my parents, I’d gotten pretty heavily into watching porn. Watching the women sucking and fucking on the screen in my bedroom was the height of sexiness to me, and I, a virgin, knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that I 100% needed to get fucked.

Unfortunately, I hung out with a bunch of hopeless virgins like me, and I knew that the only way they managed to talk to me at all was to not view me as a sexual figure at all. Baggy clothes and no makeup only helped/hurt, I know, but I liked their company. Had I just whipped my tits out and announced my pussy open for business, I knew they would all run for the hills, so I did what I had to do to keep the friends I wanted. Graduation was only days away, though, and while I could have just walked into school with a tight top on and batted my eyes at some jock, I wanted something a little more personal. Read more »