Reunited and overexcited [MF]

A quick story with a quick ending. I was thinking about an ex from university last weekend and remembered this occasion. I was pretty embarrassed at the time but looking back, it wasn’t a big deal, and was hot and funny too so thought I’d share with GWS.

I was back home with my family over the summer break, and my girlfriend Hollie was staying with hers. We talked and messaged every day but I’d been going out of my mind missing having sex with her. It was about four or five weeks before we got to see each other, when she came to stay at my parent’s place for the week.

It was a nice summer afternoon when she arrived. She hadn’t met my folks, and they wanted to chat and get to know her, so after stealing a quick kiss when I took her bags upstairs, we hung out in the garden chatting, drinking tea, biding our time until we could be alone. Finally my parents said they were going to go to the supermarket, and we wasted zero time rushing upstairs as soon as they pulled out of the drive.

Early morning masturbation on the motorway [M]

Inspired by another [masturbation post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nag74c/multiple_orgasms_in_the_company_bathroom_f/) today, I thought I’d share a solo session on the road from last year.

One weekend last summer, my alarm woke me up at the ungodly hour of 4:00am as I had a long drive ahead of me to get to a sports event I was taking part in. I was feeling horny and tried my luck spooning my wife but she made it clear I wasn’t going to be getting any that early in the morning, so I left her to sleep, got up, showered, downed a cup of coffee before grabbing my bag and jumping in the car. It was a warm summer morning and it was already getting light as I set off. Maybe because of the pandemic, the roads were even quieter than usual, and I was quickly onto the motorway with just a few other cars and trucks for company.

Messy frottage with the girl I’d always fancied [MF]

While I was at university, I’d gone back home for the long weekend and my school-friend Laura told me she was going back home to see her parents too. I’d had a thing for her for years at school but I was pretty much friend-zoned, though we’d had a few nights out where we’d kissed and stuff. Laura suggested we go out on the Saturday night when we were back, and as she lived more centrally, she suggested I stay over at her parents.

So Saturday night I went and met her at a bar we both knew. I was totally surprised when I saw her wearing a black dress and heels instead of her usual jeans and blouse. Laura was tall, athletic. She normally dressed down and didn’t really show off her body but she looked amazing all dressed up. It felt like a date and I had an instant rush of excitement. We sat and chatted over a few drinks about university life before heading to a club round the corner. We had a great night, dancing and drinking. As the night progressed, we started dancing closer, flirting, touching and inevitably we started kissing. We found a quiet corner off the dance-floor to continue, our hands all over each other. Laura unbuttoned my shirt. Her hands roamed across my chest, and mine over her breasts. After kissing for what seemed like ages, we came up for air and had a bit of a laugh about getting totally carried away with each other. We decided to head home and got a cab back to her parent’s place. Laura made some tea and we sat and chatted a while more. I was seemingly back in the friend-zone. We finished our tea and went upstairs to bed.

Porn, strip poker and a handjob [MMF]

This was one of those fun nights from years ago that I hadn’t thought about for ages and then something reminded me of it. At the time I remember really wishing I’d got laid, but looking back it was so great – I’d probably pay good money to relive it now (names changed, we were all 18).

When I was 18, my best friend Tom’s older brother had his own flat and occasionally when he went away for the weekend he’d let us hang out there as long as we didn’t trash the place. So one weekend we invited a couple girls we knew from school to come over and hang out, Laura and Anne. I had a bit of thing for Laura who she couldn’t make it but Anne said she’d come over. She was tall, slim, very pretty with brown-auburn hair and an amazing figure – 10/10 hot, out of our league hot, did a bit of modelling hot. She’d always dated older guys than us but she was pretty down to earth and liked hanging out. She’d been out somewhere else first and finally turned up around 10pm and we buzzed her up to the flat. She was pretty tipsy when she turned up and keen to carry on having fun. She was dressed casual in her usual attire of indie t-shirt and black jeans.

Noisy reunion [MF]

The second hook-up with a girl I met traveling. Not the best sex I’ve had but definitely the noisiest.

Our previous encounter is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/k02zcg/stealth_69_mf/).

A couple of months after I got home, a message popped up on my phone from Lisa. I hadn’t seen her for about a year and it was a surprise to hear from her. She was also back in town and asked if I wanted to tag along to some work drinks thing with her, a free champagne type thing. I said yes, hoping it was a bit of a booty-call.

The following evening, I went to meet her and her friend at the venue when I finished work. It was nice to see her again. She looked great, wearing a slinky black dress that clung to her skinny frame. Lisa and I spent the next few hours flirting with each other over drinks. Her friend was a bit of a buzzkill and I thought she might put a dampener on things but thankfully when it came to closing time and we left, a cab pulled up and we all jumped in together. Lisa gave the driver directions to her place, via her friend’s. With her friend dropped off, Lisa and I were finally alone in the back of the cab and had a chance to have a proper chat and a laugh about the last time we’d seen each other and before long we were kissing and getting properly reacquainted.

Stealth 69 [MF]

This is a story from when I was traveling around the world. I’d just flown into the country and met this girl Lisa in the arrivals lounge of an airport. She was a petite blonde, tanned from traveling, with a cute smile. We seemed to hit it off and stayed in contact, occasionally meeting for a drink, or bumping into each other in random bars. We flirted a lot but that was about it.

One night I was across town to meet a friend for drinks and we headed down to the local dive bar. Towards the end of the evening, I was coming back from the bathroom when I spotted Lisa on the bar’s unofficial dance-floor. She waved and flashed me a smile and I went over and started dancing with her. She was wearing a little white tank-top and hot pants which suited her lithe little frame. We were both pretty tipsy and after some probably too-flirty dancing, we found ourselves in the corner of the bar kissing. We were getting pretty carried away, with Lisa grinding against the hard bulge in my jeans when my friend, his GF and his mate appeared and said they were leaving. I was going to stay over at his place, so we all left together and Lisa tagged along.