Category: gonewildstories

disclaimer: i’m not proud that this happened, but it did and i’m ultimately glad it did.

i met G through my best friend, E. G was her college crush. but somehow G and i never crossed paths, despite them being close and all of us being 10 years post grad. G and E were still friends. she had a long standing crush on him, but was in a committed relationship with a guy for a couple years at that point.

E came to visit me (i had left our hometown), and said G was coming to the area as well and needed a place to crash. she asked if he could stay at my place as well- she wanted to indulge in spending time with her crush. i lived in a studio. i protested, but she was still crushing on him and i gave in.

i met G, picking him up from the airport. i was done. fly as fuck, tall, blue green eyes, brown hair tinged with a little gray. he shook my hand i felt electric. we all spent a few days together, i showed them around, we drank, blah blah. me and G would talk all night while E slept. he was feeling me. hardcore. but i kept it light. Read more »

I awoke in a daze, my eyes struggling to focus. I turn to check the time, but to my surprise my bedside locker wasn’t there only the unfamiliar glare of daylight breaking through where there wasn’t a window before. In my confused state I sat up in the bed, realising now that it wasn’t my own. My pink floral bedsheets replaced by tired old beige, to my left a unknown figure lay dormant. His exaggerated snores lead me to believe he was either out cold or over acting that he was still sound a sleep. Where was I? Who was he? How did I end up here? I didn’t have time to seek out these answers. It was time to make my swift exit, I slowly and stealthy lifted the covers revelling we were both still naked. I slide quietly out of the bed, my head pounding, mouth dry and very little recollection of what had happened the night before. I surveyed the carnage of the room trying to piece together what had happened, searching for my panties in the debris. But alas my search was in vein, as amongst the empty bottles and condom wrappers my dear old panties had not survived the battle. Their delicate fabric no match for the vigorous mystery figure still grunting loudly in the bed, a momentary flash of recollection told me as I vividly recall him tearing them from me. My poor bra had suffered an all to similar fate, hooks torn and buckled. A rush of fear, regret, panic and shame swept over me, but now wasn’t the time for those thoughts. I neeedd to get home before my parents realise I hadn’t come home yet. Read more »

As requested by a few folks, here’s my breakdown of me getting with an older lady during my freshman year of college.

It was my freshman year in college and I was just getting into the flow of college when I noticed a posting for a Water Ski Club. Having grown up water skiing that sounded like fun. We would try to get together once or twice a month and hang out, with people taking turns skiing. It was fun and a good way to meet some new people.

One weekend, an overnight trip was planned. I borrowed my parents tent, packed up a cooler and clothes and met at the school. We drove out to the camp site on the lake on Friday night. We just hung out around the camp fire that night, having fun and getting to know one another (this was only the second event I had been to). There were clearly a few couples there, but plenty of singles too. I got to talking to a girl named Denise. She had blonde curly hair (permed probably). She was fairly petite and was super nice. I would guess she was about 5’4″ and was about 120 lbs. Read more »