[28F] I’m “that girl with big boobs” and I let my ex boyfriend titfuck me in the shower after a game of Truth or Dare and a teasing bikini swap [FM]

As a little bit of context on me – I get pigeon holed into “**that girl with big boobs**,” and I totally embrace it! At some instinctual level, I love the attention they demand in a crowd, the inevitable stares, and the idea that someone is going home and masturbating to the memory of my body. I like when my partner plays with them, uses them, obsesses over them, and objectifies me for them. It’s just kinda become the embodiment of me. It’s the elephant in the room, it’s the constant distraction that demands your attention, and for better or worse, it’s become a very defining characteristic of my personality.

This story dates back to a college ex long ago. Let’s call him Tim. Tim was coming to visit me at at my parents’ house and this was his inaugural “coming out” to all my local childhood friends. We had a BBQ and pool day planned and since mostly everyone was back home during this spring break vacation, he got to do the rounds with the girls.

[28F] I’m “that girl with big boobs” and I swapped partners with my ex roommate on the New Year’s Eve trip to Tahoe [Group]

Happy 2023, Reddit!

As a little bit of context on me – I get pigeon holed into **”that girl with big boobs,”** and I totally embrace it! At some instinctual level, I love the attention they demand in a crowd, the inevitable stares, and the idea that someone is going home and masturbating to the memory of my body. I like when my partner plays with them, uses them, obsesses over them, and objectifies me for them. It’s just kinda become the embodiment of me. It’s the elephant in the room, it’s the constant distraction that demands your attention, and for better or worse, it’s become a very defining characteristic of my personality.

**The “unfortunate” Tahoe trip**

This New Year’s, a few friends and I planned a trip to Tahoe out in California. Candidly, I’m not much of a skier, but I’m a professional après ski fondue and wine connoisseur. I’m the girl that is tricked into paying hundreds for rental ski equipment, goes down the bunny hill a couple times, pats myself on the back for braving one run on a green, celebrates with an overpriced lunch, and then waits until everyone else finishes up so I can go back to the Airbnb and jump in the hot tub. It’s a hard niche to fill in the friend group, but someone has got to do it!

[28F] I’m “that girl with big boobs” and I let 2 guys suck on my tits at the Thanksgiving hometown reunion while I jerked them off [FMM]

I hope you all had a good Thanksgiving, Reddit! It’s my favorite time of the year and who doesn’t love stuffing and cranberry sauce? Whoever knows how to actually make a good Thanksgiving turkey, teach me your ways…

As a little bit of context on me – I get pigeon holed into **”that girl with big boobs,”** and I totally embrace it! At some instinctual level, I love the attention they demand in a crowd, the inevitable stares, and the idea that someone is going home and masturbating to the memory of my body. I like when my partner plays with them, uses them, obsesses over them, and objectifies me for them. It’s just kinda become the embodiment of me. It’s the elephant in the room, it’s the constant distraction that demands your attention, and for better or worse, it’s become a very defining characteristic of my personality.

[28F] I’m “that girl with big boobs” and my neighbor’s kid paid me so he could play with my boobs [FM]

This was during a COVID summer. I traveled back to my childhood home and stayed with my parents. As I’m sure everyone recognized from the time, sharing a small city apartment in the middle of COVID, while you and all your roommates are trying to figure out the do’s and dont’s of being a good roommate during quarantine, was tricky. Not to mention all the competing Zooms going on. And if the choice wasn’t already obvious, my parents have a pool back home. So to me, it was a no-brainer. I would leave the sweaty, moist, smelly, COVID laden city in favor of my childhood sprawling suburban home. Free laundry, free food, and most relevant for this story – a pool.

As a little bit of context on me – I get pigeon holed into **”that girl with big boobs,”** and I totally embrace it! At some instinctual level, I love the attention they demand in a crowd, the inevitable stares, and the idea that someone is going home and masturbating to the memory of my body. I like when my partner plays with them, uses them, obsesses over them, and objectifies me for them. It’s just kinda become the embodiment of me. It’s the elephant in the room, it’s the constant distraction that demands your attention, and for better or worse, it’s become a very defining characteristic of my personality.

[28F] For Halloween, my ex-boyfriend had me dress up as Violet Beauregarde from Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory so we could roleplay a size / breast expansion scenario [FM]

I can’t tell if this is a wholesome bedroom fantasy for personalities stuck with the whimsy of the 70s classic Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory or if it’s just plain weird… but I will leave it to you to decide for the October challenge 😂

Maybe as very brief context for those that didn’t grow up with the Roald Dahl classic, Charlie Bucket wins the golden ticket to visit Willy Wonka’s secret, fanciful, magic chocolate factory. The epicenter of the best tasting chocolate in the world and a supposed fantastical production process helmed by the eccentric Willy Wonka. This context is already probably jogging your memory, so I will skip to the punchline. My ex boyfriend for whatever reason had a childhood fascination with one guest in particular that visits the factory, Violet Beauregarde. Violet is portrayed as a rich, bratty, over-the-top competitive character that ends up chewing some experimental bubble gum that inflates her entire body into a giant blueberry. Her skin turns dark blue and she gets rolled around by the Oompa Loompas as her track suit gets stretched to a tiny fraction covering her now expanded body.

[28F] “The girl with big boobs” and the story of jerking off my first boyfriend [FM]

**Background:**

I’m by nature more of an introverted, quiet, quirky kind of personality. I’m a middle child, so I tend to gravitate to being the mediator in the group. I like to play board games with friends, I’m really good at that one Nintendo 64 Mario Party game where you aggressively spin the joystick around to paddle the boat, I used to think I most identified as an air bender but now I’m coming to think my personality is more water bender, and I have the patience to make a really good smore.

Growing up, I was a quirky kid. I would like to think I still am. And growing up with big boobs, you’re automatically assumed to be the easy, slutty, bad influence. But the reality couldn’t have been further from that perception. I grew up in a small neighborhood and I suddenly became “the girl with the big boobs.” Even girls that had “big boobs” were girls that were like half my size. In my town, there were several girls named Heather, but I was always the one in reference, “no, not that Heather, not the one with the huge tits.”

[28F] My 26F roommate went down on me and it was easily the best orgasm of my life [FF]

This story is actually a bit stale now. I posted it in the days following as a way to get it off my chest and into the world, but I deleted it soon after. It was a cathartic purge and cleanse, in a way. I’m trying to journal more and I like to keep these stories up now to look back and relive/experience the memories. It’s my version of a poorly-written and sloppily-executed Eat Pray Love.

As part of my earlier GoneWild stories, I’ve gotten a lot of questions about the relationship between my roommate and me. For better or worse, my roommate has since moved out due to some semi-related issues that later snowballed out of this originating event. So… maybe this is the villain origin story? Anyway, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed recounting it 😂

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I’ve only been with men in the past. The typical college dare to kiss a girl friend. The sleepover cuddles in bed. The odd lingering stare in the locker room. I wouldn’t say anything out of the ordinary. But a few weeks back, my roommate and I were watching Euphoria together and it prompted this whole conversation about the “wilder” and “experimental” things we tried in college.

[28F] I went on a “sugar baby” date with a hedge fund manager after my “girl with big boobs” stories [FM]

As a little bit of context – I get pigeon holed into “that girl with big boobs,” and I totally embrace it! At some instinctual level, I love the attention they demand in a crowd, the inevitable stares, and the idea that someone is going home and masturbating to the memory of my body. I like when my partner plays with them, uses them, obsesses over them, and objectifies me for them. Anyway, I say this all as context because that’s what started my journey on Reddit. I made a few posts on GoneWildStories and SluttyConfessions talking about my “explorations.” I would post and just delete them thereafter. A cathartic ad hoc outpouring to purge my conscious and cleanse the soul. And then I started leaving them up as a figurative online Eat Pray Love journal into my adventures.

My recent GoneWildStories posts about my roommate brought a lot of… attention. A lot of DMs asking questions (hence my FAQ), what happened next after my stories, asking for some videos, etc. And there were the occasional offers to be a “sugar baby,” but it’s always in fragmented grammar and in vague abstract with extraordinary and lavish abundance. Except for the one Mr. Reddit.

[27F] I’m “that girl with big boobs” and I let my roommate’s bf cum on my tits [FFM]

As a little bit of context – I get pigeon holed into “**that girl with big boobs**,” and I totally embrace it! At some instinctual level, I love the attention they demand in a crowd, the inevitable stares, and the idea that someone is going home and masturbating to the memory of my body. I like when my partner plays with them, uses them, obsesses over them, and objectifies me for them. Anyway, I say this all as context because my roommate loves to comment and joke about them. It’s just kinda become the embodiment of me.

For those that have read my previous posts, you know that in recent weeks, my roommate, her bf, and his 3 guy friends jerked off to my tits while we were watching The Circle. Spoiler alert, RIP Parker. But anyway, **as a quick recap for those that missed out on last week’s action – my roommate and her friends basically peer pressured me into letting them all see my tits, which eventually led to all the guys jerking off to to my tits**. All eyes on me as I just dutifully sat there on my knees kinda just nodding around. It wasn’t fancy, it wasn’t a prescribed thing, and it certainly wasn’t elegant. But just in a very matter-of-factly kind of way, I sat there on my knees letting them jerk off to the visual aid. I’m like a girl in the zoo and they get to look, but not touch.

[27F] My Gonewild Manifesto & FAQs [F]

Hi all! I had a lot of fun with my last r/gonewildstories post, so I thought this might be a fun creative way to journal and catalog it all for myself and for everyone!! In no particular order, but due to a lot of inbound messages from strangers…

**Have your breasts always been that big?**

My breasts have probably been around this size ever since I was around 16 or 17 years old. I’ve gained a couple cup sizes since then, but I’ve been largely around this size since the later half of high school.

**What was it like growing up with boobs that big?**

I’m by nature more of an introverted, quiet, quirky kind of personality. I’m a middle child, so I tend to gravitate to being the mediator in the group. I like to play board games with friends, I’m really good at that one Mario Party game where you aggressively spin the joystick around to paddle the boat, I used to think I most identified as an air bender but now I’m coming to think my personality is more water bender, and I have the patience to make a really good smore. I think you can tell in my writing, but I have a lot of distinct quirks and tastes.