[MF] Pleasing Kitty

I was at uni, 21 and single. My housemate was hooking up with a girl and her friends from home came up to meet us and amongst them was Kitty. She was cute, tall and lanky, blonde with a mischievous attitude, she was the sort of girl to frame you for something embarrassing and then watch you squirm. Truth be told I felt like we didn’t get on through the night as we played boardgames then went out to a club and even as five of us bundled in a taxi back to mine, I felt like she was disinterested.

We ate out takeaway and then I announced that I was heading up to bed. I got to my bedroom and found my bed occupied – Kitty was lying in it. I asked what she was doing and she said that she had been sleeping in my bed whenever she visited and I wasn’t around and that she thought I’d be cool with it.

Hooking up with an old Hookup [MF]

Lucy, 36, and I, 32, had spent a passionate few months together several years ago.

We fucked on the first date, a marathon session at her place which I think still causes me back pain to this day. She was insatiable. For the second date we went shopping and she took me to a sex shop. We later drunkenly masturbated each other through our clothes in a quiet corner of a dive bar.

For all of the sexual compatibility we had, I just wasn’t ready to commit. I came close a few times, but she felt too needy and emotional, although looking back I think that I was just too immature and she had a son which I just wasn’t ready for at the time.

So when she messaged me out of the blue a few days ago I was kind of shocked. She asked me if I was still into Magic The Gathering, my collection of which was sat dormant at the bottom of my wardrobe. Her son had recently gotten into it and she wondered if I had any spare cards.

The BBW Goth and I [MF]

I honestly thought that I was gay until this night. I had had a gf before, its all there in my comment history, but over the past year or so I had been full convinced of my own homosexuality. Until last Friday night.

There was an emo night on in a dive bar in town. Could be a laugh dancing to songs from my youth. I went with a few friends and three girls had tagged along. One of them, Helena, I had never met before. She was short, pale with freckles, ginger hair and massive breasts that she had put on full display with her choice of top. We hit it off immediately, she was a real flirt and it seemed like we would get on well. We decided to go to the crowded bar.

Queing took so long, but I didn’t mind. There was a creepy older guy there who was staring down Helena’s top and she grabbed me and put my hands over her shoulders to warn him away.

“Its useful having a gay best friend” she laughed. I did too. “Are we best friends now then?” She turned, suddenly serious. “We can be a little more than best friends”.

Cheating with my(30m) crazy BBW ex (27f) [mf]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/imy3t3/cheating_with_my_30m_crazy_bbw_ex_27f_mf)

So a week after being sucked, rimmed, fucked and dominated by my bbw ex, she was texting me regularly and I was half heartedly replying. She’d try to flirt and tease and I would talk about work – she’d ask when I was free next and I would talk about football. It worked for a little while until I was at dinner with my girlfriend and received a text – my ex had sent me a screenshot of my GFS Facebook profile. Fuck.

I was given a task to do – 30 minutes to take a dickpic and send it to her. I went to the bathroom but couldn’t get hard. I stroked and tried and then thought about the last time with her – her thick thighs wrapped around me as I pumped my cum into her. I got hard immediately and took the pic and sent it. She called me a “good boy” and told me that we were going on a date the day after.

We met at a dive bar. She was wearing a tight top and tight leather or wet look leggings. She hugged me and I breathed in her scent. She went to the bathroom leaving me alone. I scanned the bar for anyone that I knew – thankfully the coast was clear.

Cheating with my (30m) crazy BBW ex (27f) [MF]

I split up with my ex 3 years ago. She was quite a nasty person to be honest, bitter, mean and just plain hateable. It took her cheating on me to see it. I found texts between her and a guy from work on her phone, took photos of them all and then split with her.

When I got with another girl, she made new accounts on almost every social media there is and blitzed me with abuse. I laughed it off and blocked her. I was over it and happier than I had ever been. The other girl was great and I was with her for another 3 years. After the second year, this happened.

I was cleaning out an old drawer and found my old phone. I charged it and it got super hot, so I knew i couldn’t use it for much, but I did take a look at the pics on it and found the ones I’d taken of their texts. I have no idea why, but I read them all in detail and found myself getting really turned on at the thought. I saw that her number was in one of the texts and hesitated. I decided not to do anything except masturbate.