Category: gonewildstories

The tall shale pile was our last obstacle.

Hope was three full strides in front of me as her eyes focused on her footing and her ankles gingerly adjusted to the uneven ground. We were almost at the end of the first part of the hike. We had started up the mountain just a cup of coffee after dawn and the switchbacks for the last two miles had left our thighs burning and our lungs huffing. At least it was a gorgeous day; sunrise was in the high fifties and dry and as we were getting to the top of the trail after passing maybe a dozen other hikers over the past four hours, the air was still crisp and dry even as the temperatures had slowly moved into the high sixties and was flirting with the seventies. I was about to start my scramble up the loose rocks so I tightened my pack straps and took one last look at Hope’s ass before I started to focus on my own steps. Read more »

Up to this day, I still have no idea who it was.

This was a party in my second year of college. You know how some parties go amazing and everything goes well? This wasn’t one of those parties.

I was about to learn that going from cocktails, to beer, to cocktails, to shooters, was a recipe for disaster. First of all, I was dead drunk. Second of all, I was sick as hell.

There were a lot of people. I found a couch somewhere and crashed on it immediately.

I had gone to that party hoping to meet new people, certainly get laid, and how the only thing I could think of was my rumbling stomach.

I don’t even know at what time I woke up. It was probably super late in the night (4AM?) because there wasn’t a single noise in the house. There were two hands, however, going all over my body.

The couch wasn’t particularly large, but someone had managed to sneak being me on it. Quick note: on the bottom part, I was only wearing a mini-dress with a cute lacy string. So I was easily accessible. This is usually my plan during parties. Seduce, you know? Just… feel attracted and wanted and all. Read more »

The timber floorboards creaked slightly as she crept up the stairs.

“Oh damn i-“ she muttered to herself.

Barefoot with a pair of black sweatpants and a white t shirt, she took the steps a little slower. The chill in the air made her nipples erect, visible under her thin pink t shirt.

One to tease, her sweatpants were slung low enough on her wide hips to expose the black whale tail of her lace trimmed thong.

As she reached the top of the staircase, she slowed her breathing. Her heart was racing.

He was still asleep, but she continued through the doorway.

A faint glow came through the window from the street lamp outside; he lay resting, unaware that she’d stopped by to pay him a visit.

She pulled a long, red, silk cloth from her pocket. Still asleep, she bent over him and kissed his forehead lightly. Her lips caressed the sides of his face, trailing down to his lip, which she bit gently, waking him.

As his eyes adjusted, he smiled, knowing she had some delicious seduction planned. He lay quite still, however within 30 seconds his erection gave away any act of “playing it cool.” Read more »