[MF] Sleeping Between My Girlfriend And Her Best Friend After Night Of Drinking

Let me start out by saying I don’t usually drink a lot. I’ve never been the “party animal,” at least not your typical party animal. I did stay up one night with a friend discussing the logistics behind opening a go-karting place where you could battle people Mario Kart style, but that’s about as wild as I get.

But there was one night. I was 23 and my girlfriend (at the time) had her best friend visiting from out of town. I had never met any of her friends before this, so it was a big deal. As the Spice Girls hit song states, “if you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends.” My girlfriend (Jenna) went to pick up her friend (Emily) at the airport while I stayed back at our apartment and cleaned up a little bit.

[MF] Fucking My Former GILF Apartment Manager Inside The Office

Nothing new has [happened with Lauren](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/abb53f/mf_last_christmas_i_fucked_my_stepsis_part/) this past week, so I figured I’d tell you all about the time I fucked my former apartment manager. Yes, I realize the “GILF” in the title might have made some of you think, “I don’t know about that, bruh,” but you’re obviously here now, so it looks like you’re invested. You made the right decision because the grandma in this story is not 80-years-old and carrying around three pounds of hard candies inside her purse.

The grandma in this story is 47-years-old. She was barely a grandma, okay? Her son and his wife just had a baby the year before this ~event~ took place. Paula was the apartment manager of the first building I ever lived in by myself. I was 20-years-old and didn’t know much of anything. I was barely making rent every month and Paula was always understanding when I was a few days late. We had a system and she trusted that I’d drop off the check before she had to get anyone else involved.

[MF] Last Christmas I Fucked My Step-Sis (PART THREE…PHOTO)

[PART ONE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a9akrx/mf_last_christmasi_fucked_my_stepsis_and_now_this/)

[PART TWO](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a9v8i6/mf_last_christmas_i_fucked_my_stepsis_part_two/)

I didn’t expect to have an update so soon, but a few things happened that I think you all should know about. Yesterday, Lauren texted me and at first she was just checking to make sure I made it home safely, talking about how much fun she had, etc.

And then the conversation turned sexual…

“How many times have you masturbated while thinking about me?” she asked.

“185 times…since yesterday”

“Lol. Seriously!”

“I don’t know…a lot. Too much probably. This morning while taking a shower I imagined you were in there with me.”

“What did we do?”

“I placed my hands roughly on your hips, turned you around and pushed you against the wall. I gave your ass a smack before kneeling down, face-to-ass, I brought my hands up and squeezed both of your cheeks before spreading them apart. My tongue darted to your opening, making a circle around your asshole. You pushed yourself against my face and I enclosed your hole with my lips.”

“And then?”

[MF] Giving My Injured Adult Flag Football Teammate A Massage Leads To An Extra Point

After moving to Southern California a few years ago, I quickly discovered I had zero friends in the area. Well, “quickly” is a bit of a lie. I spent the first seven months primarily by myself. The amount of human contact I had was shockingly low. I was one more month away from buying a volleyball and going full Tom Hanks. Since I mostly work from home, befriending my coworkers wasn’t an option. I went to the coffee shop down the street a few times but I mean, how does one start conversations there?

“Hey. You seem lonely just like me! Want to share a muffin and chat?”

So yeah, I was in an odd position, but thankfully I got the idea to join an adult sports league. I was debating between softball, kickball and flag football. And while I had the most experience in softball/baseball, I decided to go with flag football because it was the league that was about to begin, and like I said, I desperately needed to get out of the house. You also don’t need much equipment, which was an added bonus.

[MF] Last Christmas I Fucked My Step-Sis (PART TWO)

[READ PART ONE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a9akrx/mf_last_christmasi_fucked_my_stepsis_and_now_this/)

When I first wrote my original post a few days ago, I didn’t expect to write a ~sequel~ for two reasons: the first one being I didn’t think that many people would care, and the second reason being I didn’t know if anything more would happen with Lauren. I certainly wanted it to happen, but finding alone time this trip has been extremely difficult, and this is not Fifty Shades. We’re not at the level where we are fucking in helicopters and shit.

It’s not like we can tell my mom and Mark, “We’re gonna go rent a hotel together so we can fuck without you guys knowing. We’ll be at the Marriott on 4th street if you need us!”

Also, my mom’s house is pretty small and old, so it’s hard to sneak a fuck when they are here. We’d have to be VERY quiet, and I’m not sure that’s possible. So yeah, after I sent her the photo on Christmas Eve, she found every way possible to tease me. Later in the day when my mom and Mark went to prepare dinner in the kitchen, she walked over to me and sat on my lap. She was wearing a black dress.

[MF] Last Christmas…I Fucked My Step-Sis (And Now This Christmas She Wants More)

Christmas 2017 was the best Christmas of my life, and that’s saying a lot because one Christmas I got a GameCube when I was like 10 or 11 and didn’t leave my room for days. I remember calling my friends, bragging about it and then asking them what they got, “Oh, baseball cards and some socks? WELL GUESS WHAT I GOT MOTHERFUCKER!”

And for years, that was the best Christmas of my life. But then 2017 happened. Before we get there, let me give you a bit of backstory. My parents got a divorce when I was 13 because my mother cheated on my father multiple times. She then left and moved two states away. I didn’t have much of a relationship with her until she randomly called me one day when I was 21. It was a few months after my birthday. She was crying and apologizing for leaving…it was pretty emotional shit. More emotional than that one episode of Home Improvement where they thought Randy might have cancer.