This is a story I’ve wanted to tell for a while, and, well, I suppose I’m writing it now.
It was my freshman year at a medium sized college in the Midwest. I was half the country away from home, and met everyone who would become my floormates and friends for the first time at once. One of them was a young Hispanic girl who professed to be a lesbian. Well, I suppose we were both young – 18 or 19 at the time. We hit it off, and ended up spending a lot of the first month of orientation and school hanging out. Long story short, she wasn’t as much of a lesbian as she thought she was, and we ended up hooking up one night.
Category: gonewildstories
[MF] Russian MILF on holidays: the next morning
A couple days ago, I posted a [story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8r9nbo/mfrussian_milf_on_holidays/) about a russian MILF named Jana and her daughter Olga, and how I ended having fantastic sex with the mother. This is what happened when I woke up the next morning. I go straight to the action, so if you want some context, I encourage you to read the first one.
I was her summer subletter. Here’s how she became my cumslut sub. Part III (Final). [MF] [MFM] [Long]
I don’t want to bore you with the typical preamble, so I’ll try to be brief:
1. It’s really recommended you check out the preceding parts ([Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8pyb8f/i_was_her_summer_subletter_heres_how_she_became/), [Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8qkfkd/i_was_her_summer_subletter_heres_how_she_became/)), as this is not your typical single encounter story, but rather one that unfolded over the course of a whole summer, two years ago. Moreover, it relies pretty heavily on development and detail, as it encompasses more than just one or two explosive sexual encounters.
2. Everything is strictly true, though things like dialogue and certain specifics (where I placed my hand when, etc.) are obviously approximated. (They help me get back into it and hopefully make a better read for you.)
3. Thanks for reading if you’ve been with me since part one! I know it’s been a lot of words. This one is especially lengthy, as it’ll be the last of my chronicles of the summer I spent with Lauren. Anyway, without further ado…
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She wanted me for as long as I could remember. So I gave her a night she wouldn’t forget [MF]
I’ve known this girl since highschool. Her name was Cheyenne. She had a crush on me for as long as I could remember. But back then I didn’t see her that way as she was rather tom boyish and was more of a friend than a romantic interest.
That all changed when we became adults however. I moved off to college and she stayed back in my home town preparing for college. We had been friends for a while and talked nearly every day about anything and everything.
Well I had just come off a bad breakup and I was feeling alone and I wanted, no, NEEDED someone to help fill that gap. I fooled around with some girls in college but it wasn’t really satisfying my desires.
So I started getting bold with my texts to Cheyenne. I should mention at this point Cheyenne had really developed into a beautiful woman. She was about 5’7″, dark brown hair, and amazing hazelnut eyes. She wasn’t crazy in the bust department sporting a 36 B, but it was still more than enough for me especially with that glorious asset behind her.
That time a girl [F]rom Holland came to visit [M]e
So, Last week I wrote a post about meeting a Dutch girl, named Anna, in [Vegas](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8put5r/that_time_i_met_a_girl_from_holland_in_vegas/)… But you don’t need to read that to understand the backstory.
Met cute Dutch girl in a dance club, her friends tell me she had just caught her fiance cheating with his 2nd girlfriend and she went to vegas to blow off some steam. I was “off some steam” that weekend. And while we did oral and touching, she wasn’t ready for PIV sex because she was only a week out from her break-up. Anyway…
After Vegas she went back to Holland and I went back to LA. We emailed and texted a bit here and there, but she was going through her separation, starting over, moving and had a few other things on her plate. Every so often we’d text on Skype and we even had Skype sex a hand full of times. But over the course of a few months she sort of faded away. I started dating someone, she started dating someone… and that was it… Then why the hell am I writing about it??
Summer nights [FM]
I’ve been waiting for warm summer nights. Reasons to put on light as air summer dresses and stop wearing bras. I swear this dress keeps shrinking a half inch at every wash but I’m short at 5-0 and in my head I still think that’s it’s still covering up at least part of my thighs as long as I don’t throw my hands in the air.
I’m waiting outside Mark’s high rise for him to come down, wondering if the heeled burgundy suede boots are comfortable enough to walk around downtown. It’s a clear gorgeous evening and Im craving a drink.
He comes down in a t-shirt and shorts, more underdressed than his usual, but it still looks good on him. He’s not my normal type at all, mainly because he’s 48. And even though that makes him only four years older than me, since my husband died, I’d become the official mayor of Cougartown, almost exclusively dating boys in their 20’s. But now that my oldest son is 25, it’s become a perverse age gap that I can’t continue, and Mark is only the second person I’ve ever found attractive who was around my age. He has a salt and pepper scruff and shaved head, a stalky build of a man that was once athletic but has made it no longer a priority. Looks wise, he is like any average dad of a teenager, except he’s so much more.
[MF] Have you ever choked your partner?
I have done it once.
Years later, I still vividly remember.
*Choke me na* once she told me, out of the blue. What?! *Choke me, I want to be choked.* I didn’t know that was a thing.
I looked up on the internet how to do it. We hadn’t even had sex yet. One day, I felt the day had arrived. Both of us were on the bed. (we were a little short on time).
I pulled her pants down and started eating her. I still hadn’t gotten used to the taste of vagina. A very strong erotic taste- turned me on and pushed me away at the same time.
*Use your finger…*. Sure, ma’am. I slide 2 of my fingers inside her wet pussy; they got sucked right in. On top of her, left hand’s 2 fingers inside her pussy and right hand on her neck. I was shit scared.
[M]y second time getting laid while on LSD
I work at an outfitter in a National Park as a guide. I had just gotten back from a six day trip and was smoking a cig when I got a text from a girl (let’s call her Lucy) I had hooked up with twice previously.
Lucy is what I would a “shorty”, has short dirty blond hair, really rosy bubbly cheeks, and and great ass.
I’m 5’8” with brown hair, brown eyes, bigger chest, and dimples.
“Hey are you back on base?”
“Yah I was just going to ask the same :)”
“Oh sweet! A group of us may be going to (place where people get drunk and smoke off base) tonight, unfortunately like none of us have weed or booze tho”
“I’ll be out. I have a 1/5… wanna hang out after?”
“Yeah I’d be down for tonight”
I had been thinking about our last time hooking up the entire time I was off base and now that I was back I was really looking forward to tonight.
[F] Meeting guys from Tinder and Pornhub (xpost from stupidslutsclub)
I’m a 51 year old mom who works all day and never has time to meet people. I haven’t been fucked in ages and was super horny. I decided to make accounts on tinder and pornhub to try to find guys to meet. I swiped on tinder and gave my info out to guys but none of them came by. I registered on pornhub, watched some videos and saw many people subscribe to me but didn’t get any messages.
[FM] Lovebirds, Ep. 1: Sex on the First Date
In mid May, me and my boyfriend went on our first date. We had agreed to meet at a downtown café and I had arrived early. He had messaged me on a dating site and I had been immediately attracted to his witty profile and devious smile. We had texted and spoken on the phone before this date and had gotten along swimmingly, conversation and cheeky banter flowing.
I chose a sofa to sit down on and was just about to text him when he stormed into the room, made a beeline to my table, sat down beside me and embraced me tightly. I was a little taken aback by such a sudden display of affection but enjoyed it nonetheless. We got to talking and he was incredibly nervous, fidgeting and sometimes at a loss for words. After a while and a few inquisitive looks on my part he said “Sorry for the way I’m behaving, I’m just so ridiculously attracted to you that I can hardly look at you without making a fool of myself.” I thought that was the cutest thing I’d ever heard and in response leaned in for a kiss – an opportunity he took eagerly.