Category: gonewildstories

**First time posting here, so be gentle. This story happened a couple weeks ago, while I was on vacation with one of my best friends and her family. It’s also a long story because I believe a proper backstory and detail sets the mood right.**

I had known Morgan for a few years, I had actually dated one of her best friends in college and got to know her from there. After breaking up with her friend, she and I became close and I eventually got to know her family as well. One of those family members was Rachel, Morgan’s cousin. While Morgan was more of a homebody and a reader, Rachel was more active and more my type, but we never talked much aside from a few conversations here or there whenever I was around the family. When Morgan invited me to join her family on a vacation to North Carolina, I agreed mainly because I hadn’t been on a real vacation in almost a decade (I’m 26). I knew it would be her immediate family, plus a couple aunts and uncles, and Rachel. Read more »

So about a year ago I made friends with a photographer, we’ll call him J, on Instagram. He followed me after he saw a post that indicated I was around the same area. We found out we had similar interests and began to talk to each other and say that we should hang out. We lived about an hr away from each other but we always found ourselves busy.

Then 3 months ago completely by accident we were at the same place. I was looking for my boyfriend at a reptile expo and all of a sudden I locked eyes with a guy….
He was staring at me. HARD. I was thrown off a bit but this guy was really cute… And then it hit us at the same time. We recognized each other. We hugged and talked about how crazy it was that we finally met on accident. Then just as J was asking about my bf he comes up and I introduce them to each other then we parted ways shortly after that. Read more »

This is a long ago story so I’ll see what I can remember.

When I was in college I had a crappy minimum-wage job and dated a fellow broke student with a crappy minimum-wage job. But his job had a perk.

He worked at an ice cream parlour. In the summer the hours were long, and in the fall/winter they’d close up at 6 o’clock because it was dark out and no one wanted ice cream. If I had the night off, I’d go and meet him at the ice cream parlour at closing time. This place was one of those shops that’s semi-basement level, about 6 steps down from street level, so it had windows that let in some light, and you could see out, but all you would see was feet basically, and the only way someone would look in is if they dropped something on the ground and had to stoop down to pick it up. Read more »

It took me a while to come back here and share my memories. As always, I expect to know what you think about these events and I may even have the authorization to share a picture or two. I just came back from a visit to Brazil and thought about continue telling about the time I was preyed upon.

I left off with sweet Caroline visiting me at work on a Friday evening. So, the deal was that on Friday evenings from 6 to 9 p.m., a teacher would be available to help students with homework and doubts. It was a free thing, and we had to be there in case any students showed up, which means that 99% of the cases it was a paid 3 hours appointment to use your phone and browse the internet. On the boards of the school the schedule of teachers on homework duty was always available, so everyone would know that I was going to be the person there to help shape young minds to love this amazing language of ours (actually Brits’ language, but you got my point). Read more »

I guess we all have a particular sexual encounter that stands out. I want to share mine. I’ll try to keep it short.

It took place 10 years ago. I was a newly separated man. I had met that woman on a dating site. We had met the previous night (went to a pool club, nothing too serious), but that evening I invited her over for a nice dinner.

To tell you the truth, I didn’t have any sexual expectation. That lady (let’s call her Carole) was rather petite and slim. But not particularly pretty. Body wise, considering she was in her 40s then, I’d give her an 8. Face wise, top is 6.5.

So we had dinner, and we started to watch a movie on the DVD. I put my arm around her shoulder. Only then did I notice that Carole had an interesting chest. I couldn’t resist and I slowly let my hand go down on her left breast. She looked at me with a grin on her face. That was quite a signal: 1-2-3 GO! Read more »

This past week I was in Vegas for a pool tournament, and deadset on making sure I got *some* action in the true city that never sleeps. I set my tinder on Vegas, dropped a Raob post. The works.

Thursday night, I get a match on tinder with a cute local. Smallish tits, fat ass, cute face. Not a 10, but definitely a solid 7. Bio says she’s in an open relationship, and the only word my brain can think is “JACKPOT”.

Cue the magic. Youd be surprised how much not being a shitty conversationalist can work in your favor to getting laid. It’s like a GTA cheatcode or something. With that said, the conversation quickly developed to her wanting to hang out after she got out of work at 2am.

In Vegas, people are up at all hours of the night. I was no exception. I was on a side table playing pool most of the trip, so when she said that, I of course said no problem. Figured we could play pool for a bit, drink a bit, see what happens. We hadn’t discussed hooking up at all, but I wasnt going to not try in person. Read more »