Author: PalpitationNo1405

[Link to Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/intig1/sixsex_a_six_part_series_on_successful_seduction/) | [Link to Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iobesg/sixsex_part_2_can_we_cuddle_mf/) | [Link to Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iobkqq/sixsex_part_3_business_birthday_and_about_to/) | [Link to Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ip6w7h/sixsex_part_four_climax/)

**Part 5: Aftershocks**

We had broken the seal, and there was no going back. The next morning, we woke up naked and next to each other. Ryan had another raging boner, hard as a metal rod, and I was dripping with self-lubricant, ready for him to slip in. This time, I put the condom on, and with his cock in my hand and him sitting up against the bed’s headboard, I steadily lowered myself on top, grabbing the back of his neck for support. I started riding him, slow at first. All I needed to do was gently rock my hips back and forth, and I already felt tingly and stimulated in a way that was so intense it surprised me. I used my feet to prop my body up a little, stopping right at the point before his cock would pop out of me. Then I dropped myself back down, slapping myself into him in a way that made his balls bounce. I did this a few times, alternating between semi-aggressive thrusting and deep, intense grinding against him, the latter sometimes consisting of the slightest micro-movements that sent strong ripples of pleasure throughout my body. As I continued humping him with passionate thrusts, Ryan leaned forward and started flicking my nipples with the tip of his tongue. The sensation was so overwhelming that I couldn’t think about anything else. His warm, wet tongue swirling over my breasts, paired with his super hard cock pushing inside of me over and over again, was enough to send me over the edge and make me cum again. It was too good. Read more »

[Link to Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/intig1/sixsex_a_six_part_series_on_successful_seduction/) | [Link to Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iobesg/sixsex_part_2_can_we_cuddle_mf/) | [Link to Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iobkqq/sixsex_part_3_business_birthday_and_about_to/)

We can skip over day five – the exhaustion was next-level, and I had a late night in the office working on my team’s demo and presentation.

Finally, it was Friday – day six of this tantalizing trip. Our presentation went well, and I got to see a free concert at work. I was at ease and so thankful for the weekend. After catching up with some former and current coworkers, I met up with a couple of girlfriends for dinner and then drinks at Pagan Idol, a tiki bar. I had invited Ryan to come over to my hotel whenever he was back from work. I was incredibly nervous and excited. Something about the allure of a private hotel room, compounded with exhaustion bordering on delirium, coupled with the fact it was nearing the end of my stay, made me curious about what the night would bring. I expressed all of this to my girlfriends as we sipped on our exotic fruit-infused cocktails. They were excited and curious too, along for the ride of what seemed like a PG-13 erotic novel with the potential to unfold into an X-rated drama. Read more »

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It was Tuesday, April 23, which meant it was the first day of my work training, as well as Ryan’s 31st birthday. You can guess which event was taking precedence in my mind. After an all-day session devoted to software and smalltalk, I headed to Evil Eye, a neighborhood cocktail bar in the Mission District around the corner from Ryan’s apartment. The birthday boy had ordered in pizzas and invited friends over to have drinks and celebrate together. I ordered a drink at the bar and found myself next to Ryan’s college roommate alongside her boyfriend. A wave of nostalgia hit me like a rock. The past seemed so far and at the same time right in front of me, as if picking up right where it left off. Throughout the night, a bunch of us took turns cramming into the bar’s photo booth to snap strips commemorating the occasion. I felt like a pathetic teenager, heart fluttering with excitement when I ended up in a corner close to Ryan, and predictably disappointed when I didn’t. Before leaving, I handed Ryan a birthday card stating how glad I was that we had remained friends all these years, how he was one of the best guys I knew, and how I was thankful we had crossed paths. I meant it, and tried to focus on my gratitude, not my desire, as I said goodbye before heading back to my hotel. Read more »

[Link to Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/intig1/sixsex_a_six_part_series_on_successful_seduction/)

The next day, I helped Ryan move his belongings from his old apartment to his current place. He had just moved yesterday, spending the first night in the new digs not sleeping, and with me. That evening, we met friends for dinner at Little Star Pizza, my favorite pizza and beer joint in SF. Ryan had come to several reunions before, as it was always my pick to catch up with people when I visited the Bay Area. But this time, he was more than just a friend from college sitting around the table exchanging pleasantries. Could my other friends tell that I was staring at him a bit longer, and more longingly, than usual? That really I wished I was sitting next to him, not diagonally and across the table, but that I was also thankful for the physical barrier so I would be forced to behave myself? Read more »

**Part 1: Sleeping Arrangements**

“Ok, so sleeping arrangements – there’s the king-size pull-out sofa in the living room, or I could get an air mattress and bring it into my room. Or…you could sleep in my bed. I’ll leave it up to you.”

I blinked and tried to act normal. “You’re giving me the choice?”

“Yup.”

“Okay then, I’ll sleep in your bed.”

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It had been 5 years since we slept in the same bed. Ryan was my boyfriend from college; we had dated my senior year and a little bit into post-college life. We had a hot and heavy relationship, with an intense and passionate sexual attraction that often led to us having intercourse anywhere and everywhere. We had fucked in the university library, at night and onstage in an 8,500-seat outdoor amphitheater, in multiple forests, in his car, you get the idea…

But that seemed like a lifetime ago. After a rough patch of much-needed space and distance, we had maintained a platonic friendship. He had dated other people, and so had I. Now, I was in San Francisco for a work trip, and Ryan had offered his apartment for the two weekends sandwiching the work week. We both happened to be single. Read more »