I used to go to the same local coffee shop just about every work day. They had good wifi and most of the day it was a really quiet place to work. Another benefit was the incredibly cute girl that worked there most days! Her name was Julie and I think she was 22 when I first met her. She was tiny, like 5’1″, with loooong dark brown hair and gorgeous green & brown eyes. She packed a lot curves into that little frame tho! Such a great ass that I loved watching bounce around the dining room and jiggle as she stirred drinks or reached up high for stuff. My experience has been that girls almost never notice other girls checking them out. I spent a lot of time gawking at Julie’s hot little bod and I don’t think she ever had the faintest clue!
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Sex with Steph Part 3 [FF]
Hey!! It’s been awhile! I wanted to continue with a “Part 3”, picking up from where I left off in my last story (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/62p7ox/sex_with_steph_ff/). I had just been spooning with Steph first thing in the morning. It escalated pretty quickly and I was touching her ass while she rubbed herself from the front to a delicious orgasm. As soon as she came down, she flipped over so she was mostly on top of me and pulled my tank top down until my tiny titty sprang out. Her fingers were still all wet from her orgasm and she rubbed the slickness all over my hard nipple and sucked it.
We did that too each other a lot. Steph is the first person I was with to do anything like that. I assumed it was a “lesbian thing” but maybe it was just a Steph thing. She loved to rub the wetness from either of our pussies onto various parts and then one of us would have to lick and suck. Sometimes she’d rub her own wetness on herself and want me to lick it, or mine on her, or whatever. Pretty much every combination you can think of, we were into it. I think it played a part in our sex just about every time.
Sex with Steph [FF]
Several of you have asked for a Part 2 of a my last story (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5uiwml/first_time_having_my_ass_licked_ff/). So I thought I’d tell about some other stuff that happened while I was with Steph. I think if a girl pulls your panties down, rubs your pussy, and licks your ass to get you off right out in the open at a party – on the first date – the only natural thing to do is have her move in with you. Right? So of course that’s what I did!
After that party, Steph and I were pretty much together constantly. About a month of that, and she had some drama with her living arrangements so I suggested she just move in with me. She moved in that same day. To the rest of the world we were just roommates. She was a friend I was helping out with a place to stay. I know some people suspected there was more but I always laughed it off and denied it. No way I was ready to deal with all the shit of telling people we were together.
First time having my ass licked [FF]
Ever since I first considered writing my stories for you guys I’ve wanted to tell this one. It’s the wildest thing that ever happened to me and actually changed me in so many ways.
I met Steph through a friend. More of a co-worker than a friend really. I was working at a trendy clothing store in our local mall. Everyone there was at least 10 years younger than me. Their lives were all so different than mine but especially this guy Jeremias. He was openly gay and the stories he’d tell about what he did over a weekend or even just any regular week night were crazy! At first I really thought he was full of shit, but after a while other friends of his would come into our store. It started to become clear that he really was living this super crazy life like nothing I’d ever seen up close before.
One of his friends coming around regularly was Steph. Maybe it’s not cool to judge like this, but I took one look at Steph and figured she was a lesbian. She wore her hair really short and styled like a boy’s haircut. She was always in guy’s jeans and like concert t-shirts. Other than that stuff she was the cutest, girliest little thing. Her hands were tiny and feminine. She had a beautiful face and the brightest, prettiest smile. She got my attention right away.
Meeting an older guy in a bar [FM]
It’s been a lot of fun thinking back on some of my “wild” experiences and feeling the way I felt back when they happened. I’m so glad you all have liked reading what I’ve posted so far. Here’s one I was remembering recently that got me pretty turned on. This is a long one… Hope you enjoy!
I’m the kind of person who has basically never been single. I know it doesn’t say the greatest thing about me, but I have pretty much always gone from one relationship immediately into the next. Since I was like 13. That means several of the relationships I got into were much more about not being alone than they were about my interest in the other person.
When I was in my early 20s, my boyfriend was one of these guys – I was just filling time with him until the next relationship. We’d been seeing each other for a month or so when we went out to a club with a bunch of people that I worked with. After we all got a little buzzed, one of the girls we were out with started getting really flirty with me. We ended up kissing a little bit – nothing too hot ‘n heavy. It was more about getting the reaction out of everyone else than us really hooking up with each other.
My friend Jill [FF]
My first story was so well received! Thank you all. I thought I’d share another one here. I shared some of this in a comment thread that had devolved into dummies talking about fake tits. People seemed to like my take on implants there so I hope you all do too!
My friend Jill is a tall, gorgeous girl. She played volleyball in college so even tho she’s long and lean, she has those beautiful, athletic thighs and a really nice butt. I’ve always admired and been super jealous of her boobs the most though. She and I have both had kids and gone through the toll pregnancy takes on your body. Her’s seem to have stayed so firm and perfect.
One summer a few years ago she had a bunch of people over at her house. At one point we ended up being alone in the kitchen together and she bent over to get something from under the sink. I could see down her v-neck t-shirt and I blurted out, “how are your boobs so perfect?!” “Haha!” She said, “well they’re fake so you could get some too if you want.”
After a wedding [FM]
I was telling a friend this story this weekend and she encouraged me to post it here. I’ve been a long time reader but never posted here before. I’ve had a few wild encounters in my life tho so maybe I’ll share some others here too.
I’ve been working with a pretty in-demand wedding photographer for a few years now. When we first started working together he was using me as primarily and assistant and basically running me ragged during these huge weddings and receptions. He was also very concerned about being professional in every way so he would never drink or cut loose at the reception at all. He wouldn’t let me either. People were always asking us to dance or get a drink or whatever and we’d always turn them down. I don’t know if you’ve ever been the only sober person at the end of a wedding reception but it’s not a lot of fun.