So a thing about me is that I graduated from highschool at 16 because I was a pretty good student and skipped a grade and my parents enrolled me a year early. After that I didn’t want to start college right away because I didn’t want to be the 16 year old girl at college (also some colelges literally had an age limit, tough brakes). I had a two year gap during which I did some volunteer work, some studying and some things I will tell you in my future entries (hehee). I didn’t keep in touch with many people from highschool but oddly I was on speaking terms with a teacher, Ms. Leotardo. She was very fresh out of teaching school so she was 24 at the time. She was my art teacher and we spent a lot of time together in and out of school. Although I had discovered my slutty side a few years ago already she was never part of my devious plans, until I learned about the hubby…
Category: gonewildstories
When my roommates developed a man crush [FM]
*I don’t give a fuck that this story is long. It’s hilarious.*
My last story reminded me of this period in my life and I thought this deserved to be told. I lived with three men one semester who put up with a lot from me. TBF, I put up with a lot from them.
When we first moved in my best friend came to see me. It just so happens that I was fucking my best friend at the time and the two of us got weird.
I had not mentioned our dynamic to my roommates.
He flew in late and I knew we were going to hook up but I just really enjoyed fucking with him. When we got to my place I told him I would make up the couch for him.
“Oh I’m sleeping on the couch, am I?”
“Yep. The good news is that it’s incredibly uncomfortable and small.”
“How about you get on your knees and beg me to sleep in your bed?”
The one that got away – my nympho nursing student neighbor [MF]
I loved the April theme of the One that Got Away, and started thinking back to any I would characterize as that from my 2021 exploits. When you’ve been fishing in the catch and release pond for the better part of a year, it’s really hard to characterize anyone as the one that got away. So that led me to think back even further, all the way back to the early spring of 2010, when I was in my fourth and final year of medical school.
The university to which my program was affiliated also had a nursing program, and the cliché’s notwithstanding, there was the occasional mingling between some of the the med school students and the nursing students. At the time, I was living in an off-campus apartment complex that was popular with the students in both programs, and there would often be parties attended by both the grad and undergrad students.
It was at such a party, shortly after we had submitted our applications for residency where I first met Amy. I had been a pretty buckled down student for most of my time, so my attendance at parties was less frequent than some of my peers. But after an excruciating first half of my fourth year, when I was proving myself to the program that was at the top of my list, I decided it was time to relax a bit.
[FM][FM] Helping my boyfriend with his Daddy/Daughter fetish (no actual incest)
My boyfriend André is twice my age. He’s 52, I’m 26. He has two kids with his ex wife, including a daughter, Stephanie, aged 24, who is someone I’m really not looking forward to being introduced to, being totally honest.
André has this thing about daddy daughter stuff. It’s a bit weird, but as long as it doesn’t hurt anyone then it’s fine (I don’t think he’s ever been a creep around Stephanie). He likes it when I call him Daddy, and he likes to roleplay like I’m his daughter in bed sometimes.
In aid of this fetish, he wanted me, roleplaying as his daughter, to go on a date with some guy and bring him home. That happened a week ago.
I matched Michael (calling him Michael because he looks very similar to Michael B. Jordan. Imagine Michael B. Jordan with a Northern English accent) on Tinder a few weeks ago. Saturday last week I agreed to meet him for Dinner.
I wore a cute outfit, strapless white top, tight black miniskirt, heels. I met him outside the restaurant, introduced myself with a kiss on the cheek, and we sat down to dinner.
I [F]slept with the shy, innocent guy [M] and had a great time.
My first time posting here but I’ve found myself reminiscing lately about my sexcapades over the years. So here’s one, a lot tamer than some of my experiences but still a great one.
This night sex wasn’t even on my mind, just a gal out having fun with her friends. I was out clubbing when we bumped into a group of guys. One friend knew them well but I was just acquaintances with them. After the club closed we went to one of the guys houses, I’ll call him T. T is one of them really shy guys, he’s really sweet and seems so innocent.
Anyway after a while the party died down and people were leaving, I was the last one left. I was sat in the kitchen about to call a taxi when T came in with a bottle of wine. We had a drink and started having a conversation. I was a little drunk so blurted out jokingly “T what’s your deal? Tell me your darkest secrets”. Surprisingly he started to tell me personal things.. then we got on to sexual fantasies. I jokingly asked “do you want to fuck me T?” Well..
Am I a Reddit [f] whore?
So I’ve been on this app for 5 days now talking to you lovely people and I think you’ve ruined me already.
I used to be able to get through the work day without incident or issue but now I can’t stop thinking about all the comments I’ve received when I’ve shown off my body, how so many people want to suck my nipples and make me squirt all over their faces 🤤
By lunchtime my panties are soaked through and sticking to me. I can’t stop myself from caressing my sensitive hard nipples at my desk, it’s proving hard to get anything done. Just waiting for work to end so I can play with myself and cream my panties even more.
I’m quite shy to share this as it feels really intimate but let me know if you’d like to see my soaked panties.
I feel so slutty, I hope you’re proud of yourselves 😘
Beer-Cart Girl [FM]- part 2
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uboe3v/beercart_girl_fm/)
Kylie’s lips parted as she brought her mouth to the tip of my dick. Her pink, pillowy lips grazed the head as if she was using me to gently reapply lip-gloss. I inhaled sharply and she glanced up at me, studying my reaction. She cocked her head to the right and slowly kissed down the side of my shaft. As she reached the base of my dick she casually cocked her head to the left, her perfect little nose brushing the underside of my shaft. She began planting small, slow kisses up the other side of my shaft until she reached the head. She traced her lips again, the head of my dick gliding around her lips in slow circuits, clockwise then counterclockwise.
She took her lips off of me and tossed her ponytail behind her. She released my dick from her grip and started to rub the inside of my thighs up and down with both hands. “Are you going to relax for me?” She asked.
Restoring the delicate equilibrium between roommates [FF]
I lived with three men one semester. One was gay but the two were straight and also in love with me. I am not saying this to be dramatic or conceded. That’s what actually happened and it got awkward at times as they got weirdly competitive with each other.
*My best friend who I periodically hooked up with thought it was hilarious when he came to see me and kept saying 100% of my straight roommates fell in love with Viola.*
I was aware of this dynamic and tried to keep them at arms length. Tbh, I was going through an odd phase where I was hooking up with various people. It got to the point that our routine every Saturday morning consisted of the them making breakfast for me and whomever I had hooked up with the night before. They instinctively started setting a 5th place at our table. We found a beautiful equilibrium with me showing absolutely no interest in either of them.
One night I fucked up.
I was slightly drunk and bored and I ended up making out with one of them. We held hands at a concert and then I pulled him towards me outside and let him pin me against a brick wall.
Sleeping with the casting director for the job [FM]
I’m one of those girls who hasn’t really let go of the modelling dream even though I’ve just graduated from college and it’s clear by now that I’ll have to make a living doing something else. Throughout college, I tried to take as many modelling jobs as I could, fill out my portfolio and meet people in the industry. Looking back, perhaps this was a mistake but I would shoot with people who were a little sketchy or people who didn’t have the greatest reputation.
A couple years back, I went to a casting for a swimsuit catalogue. Met the creative team, did a few test shots. I thought it went well, everyone seemed to like me. The casting director was pretty flirty during the breaks, complimenting my body and even touching it a bit. I didn’t mind at all and totally flirted back.
Afterwards, I met privately with the casting director. I was still the last thing I shot in, which was a sky blue bikini micro bikini and thong plus a sarong/coverup. He told me that the photographer loved me but he was leaning towards another girl. Even though they liked my character more for this shoot, he felt the other girl was better at following instructions. I pleaded with him, saying I could follow instructions too. He countered, telling she had more experience.
Kayla [MFF] (Part 3)
After our second date, I knew that anything Kayla wanted to do in the bedroom would be amazing for me. So when she suggested we have a threesome with her girl friend, I could only imagine the night we would all have together. We made plans to meet at my place on a Saturday night, and go from there.
I texted Kayla in the days leading up to it to ask what her friend was like, what we would all do together, or if there was anything I should know. She told me a bit about her friend (I’ll call her Jessica) and sent a pic of her. Jessica had a similar body to Kayla; big tits and a nice plump ass, but with sandy blonde hair as opposed to Kayla’s red hair.
Kayla told me they had been in threesomes with guys before, and that we were definitely going to have a good time. I asked her if I would need to use condoms with Jessica, and Kayla said she was on bc too so we wouldn’t need to worry about it. These new details had my mind racing with the possibilities, and I couldn’t wait for Saturday night.