Not So Innocent VII…

Part I – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32n5cr/not_so_innocent_mf/

Part II – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32rfir/not_so_innocent_part_2/

Part III – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32w211/not_so_innocent_part_3/

Part IV – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/336g6g/no_so_innocent_iv/

Part V – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/33vfns/no_so_innocent_v/

Part VI – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/34hczq/not_so_innocentvi/

May 17th, 2014

Graduation day. Holy shit, I would have never imagined this day would come. It seemed like yesterday I was lying on my bed, in my freshman dorm, asking myself repeatedly just exactly what the fuck I was doing here. Damn what journey. And to this day, I couldn’t ask for better to finish it with than with Ashley.

Regardless of her being engaged and the wedding less than a month away. She was there for me. She was sincerely there for and with me, at the finish line. To me, that’s a blessing, gift, and faith in one. I didn’t have any girlfriends in college, just some flings and FWB’s, nothing emotional. But Ashley was there for me. Physically, emotionally, and spiritually. She would bend over backwards for me, just so she could see me on this day.

Not So Innocent…VI

Part I – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32n5cr/not_so_innocent_mf/

Part II – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32rfir/not_so_innocent_part_2/

Part III – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32w211/not_so_innocent_part_3/

Part IV – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/336g6g/no_so_innocent_iv/

Part V – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/33vfns/no_so_innocent_v/

Mid-April, 2014

“Do me a favor and marry him.”

I will never forget the night I said those words. It was mid-April, our relationship is now more than just good sex. We are a full fledge couple. She is spending more time with in my college town than at her home with her fiancé. Initially, we were going to cut it off April 24th. That was a date we set to end everything. It was the end of something should have never happened, but its existence was so pure that it felt good. I loved this girl, and she loved me. This is where things become uneasy. We were on auto pilot the last 2 months without realizing it, and as we approach April 24th is when we start to figure out just how deep we were.

No So Innocent… V

Part I – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32n5cr/not_so_innocent_mf/

Part II – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32rfir/not_so_innocent_part_2/

Part III – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32w211/not_so_innocent_part_3/

Part IV – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/336g6g/no_so_innocent_iv/

February 13th, 2014

It was February 13th, the day before Valentine’s Day and she was coming up to see me for out little V-Day shenanigans. Now, from here on out, it was full out relationship dating. Her coming up to visit me once a week, turned into 2 times a week, turned into 3 times a week, turned into 4 times fucking each other in a week if I went back home for the weekend. We start to get serious at this point. Texting each other 24/7, sexting, sending each other nudes, etc. Not only that but I start to get to know her fiancé better. She tells me everything about him. I now know the ins and outs of their relationship. From this point on, she’s starting to drift away from him and become attached to me.

No So Innocent… IV

Part I – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32n5cr/not_so_innocent_mf/

Part II – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32rfir/not_so_innocent_part_2/

Part III – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32w211/not_so_innocent_part_3/

Jan 17th, 2014 – School starts next Monday (the 20th)… I’m back in my college town. I haven’t seen Ashley since the 9th, when she went to dinner with me and my paps. Her fiancé questioned her not being with him as much now so she had to commit back to that (The first sign of questions from her fiancé). I was okay with it, I didn’t really care. Ashley is coming up tonight to visit me for my birthday, so I guess it all worked out. This was supposed to be the “one time” offer, but as you guys knew, that went out the window quick.

6PM rolls around, and I get a knock at my apartment. It’s her, and holy fuck, she looks amazing. She wore this track suit type out fit with black Nike yoga pants, a black Nike Pull over and some athletic shoes. I kissed her, grabbed her bags, and welcome her inside. Dinner reservation is at 8 so we have plenty of time to get ready. She showered first… She stripped down in my room, and I just wanted to take her right there. The way she took off her pants, and top, her bra, down to her panties but I held myself back for whatever reason. I grabbed her a towel and she headed for the bathroom. (I let her shower first because she could then do her hair and make-up while I showered.)

Not So Innocent… Part 3

Part 1 – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32n5cr/not_so_innocent_mf/

Part 2 – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32rfir/not_so_innocent_part_2/

January 6th, 2014 – We had sex a few more times, but no narrative type. It was usually just her coming over in the morning after my dad left for work, fuck, shower together, then go grab some lunch before she went to her job (Still no school because of Christmas Break). If not mistaken, I think this day was when Florida State played Auburn for the NC in football. This was the first time Ashley came over to my dad’s house with my dad there and his girlfriend. At this point, we figured it was too late and didn’t care. We were dating while she was engaged. It was round 5PM because I asked her earlier if she wanted to go out to eat with my dad and then come to back to the house to watch the game. She agreed. Chili’s Fajita Mondays is bomb shit, dude. I can’t keep away from those things.

Not So Innocent… Part 2

Part 1: http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32n5cr/not_so_innocent_mf/

Well you guys wanted the story continued, so I shall deliver. Skipping forward 2 days because the day after our first time is something I won’t ever be able to describe.

Dec 27th, 2013 – We texted all day, and mainly sexting. Holy shit, I could not keep up with this girl and her sexual pleasures. I’m appalled at all this, especially since she’s being so naughty while engaged. Still to this day I don’t know what came over her to do this. She was a good girl, in school working towards a management degree, good grades, etc. (I figured it out I think after a quote I read the other day, “Biology trumps all.”) When we first started sexting back on Christmas Eve, she said wondered what it would be like to fuck each other. The brain and body works in mysterious ways. Anyways, 10PM rolls around and she told she just got back from her fiancé’s parents’ house. As you can imagine, she told me to come over, and hurry. (Don’t worry; you don’t have to tell me twice to hurry)

Not So Innocent… [M/F]

So, I stumbled across this Sub a month ago just browsing reddit. I liked reading the affair stories because they related to me somehow. So I’ll start this story here.

Her name was Ashley and we’d known each other, since shit, middle school? She was a quiet one, and then broke out of her shell in our senior years of high school. We didn’t talk to each other much, but we never failed to say “Hey” to each other if we did happen to pass by. Anyways, we go off to college, Yadda Yadda. Fast forward to our Senior Year in college and we finally meet up at a bar during thanksgiving break. We shared a couple of drinks and laughs. We leave, I walk her to her car, hug her goodbye, and that was it. It is done after the hug phase because she had a boyfriend. And I respected that. So after that daily texting each other became common until the summer of 2013, when she got engaged. It kind of just suddenly stopped after that. Now entering my 5th Year of College (changed majors too often), it was one October night that for some reason the idea that I should text her popped into my mind. I followed through with it. Man that night was fucked up. So much regret, anxiety, and anticipation. The next morning I wake up to a text saying “Hey what was that text about it.” And that’s where it all begins.