Military bingo pt. 1: USAF [mf]

So I’ve always had a thing for military men, something to do with me being a good girl (generally) and how they are both a good/bad boy in one. This is about my first sexual encounter with an American man in uniform. By military bingo, I mean having a sexual encounter with a man from the Air Force, marines, navy, coast guard, and army.

During my senior year of college, I was on a flight to meet up with friends for a trip. As the plane was going to take off, I was semi-paying attention to the flight attendant when I noticed a man in the seat nearest the flight attendant. He was in an Air Force uniform and something about him seemed familiar but I could only see the back of his head. I put my headphones on and tuned out until drink service began. As the stewardess took drink orders, the airman turned around in his seat to ask her a question when I realized I knew him and had actually gone to high school with him. We didn’t run in the same circles and I’d had s crush on him for a bit but because he wasn’t considered “popular” I never acted on my crush. (Hey I was young)

[MF] I [F] finally fucked my high school teacher [M].

(This went from a story into a short novel! TLDR: we fucked)

Ever since I can remember, the thought of getting intimate with a teacher has always done something to me. It didn’t really matter if he was handsome, it was that feeling of being preyed on by an authority figure that I craved.

I was the type of student who tried to impress my teachers nonchalantly. As in, I put in some effort but wanted to seem like I didn’t. In my final year of high school (a couple years ago), I was blessed to have Mr. Martin as my English teacher. Mr. Martin was known around school to be the tough yet considerate type. He really cared about his students, but was ready to lay down the law if need be. I was immediately attracted to him. His business-casual dress highlighted his toned physique, with a tucked-in shirt that featured a nice man butt. Mr. Martin was caucasian with brown hair and about six feet tall. He towered over my small 5’5″ figure. It wasn’t difficult to focus in class, as Mr. Martin was actually a decent teacher. Of course, whenever I zoned out, I imagined him bending me over his small office desk after school (how cliche).

Snorkeling awakened a side of me! [MF]

When I was 18 as a grad gift my parents took me to Hawaii (my favorite!). They were kind enough to invite my bf at the time. We got a separate room from my parents. If you want to know what I look like check out my pics. I’m 5’3″ with 32B boobs.

Cheating on my (ex)boyfriend in a dormitory chapel [FM] [Cheating]

Moral qualms aside, the story I am about to tell is one of the hottest sexual experiences I have had. This happened in the spring of 2016, during my senior year of college. I went to a school on the east coast, and some research that I had completed was selected to be presented at a student conference at a fairly prestigious catholic university in the midwestern US. I was super excited to present my work, but also excited to get away from my boyfriend for the weekend. Since the summer, I had known I wanted to break up with my boyfriend. I was feeling extremely trapped and stressed about our relationship. I had told him I wanted to end relationship already; however, we were sharing a lease until the beginning of summer. So for a few months I was trapped living with him, and basically trying to continue our relationship as normal even though we both knew it was failing. My ex boyfriend, Logan, was a egotistical musician with a “sex, drugs and rock-n-roll” type of personality. He was extremely possessive of me and when we were together – he never let me out of his sight. As I fell out of love with him, I became more and more frustrated with our sex life, and increasingly fantasized about sleeping with someone else for the first time in 3 years. I ended up cheating on him multiple times over the next few months, with many men. I can’t lie – the thrill of doing something so immoral and secretive did get me off. Before the weekend, cheating again definitely wasn’t my explicit plan, but I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t floating around a distant possibility in the back of my head.

[MF] A long labour day morning…

First post, I’m not a writer so if **your**(this is a test) into well written literature, read a book…

Background:

This story brings me back to when I was going into my second or third year of college. At the time I was living at home for the summer, working at a golf course and pretty much just being a degenerate. I like to think I was decently attractive at the time as I was hitting the gym, had long brown hair and was six ft tall.

There are two girls you need to know for the story.

The first is Jenny. Jenny was petite with black hair and big green eyes. She was super fit(her mom was a personal trainer, I think?) and had an amazing smile and ass. Her and I used to date in high school, and she was all around a great girl. We broke up before I left for college because I cheated on her…(I’m an asshole.). On the bright-side she got a boob job post break up and if she wasn’t a total dime before she definitely was now. I wish I could use a real photo but unfortunately [this](https://www.maxim.com/.image/t_share/MTM1MTQ2MTk0MTY2Mzg3OTg2/jessie-james-3.jpg) will have to do.

[F] Blueberries

I’m high and that usually means I’m horny. I’m throbbing so fucking fast and getting my boyshorts pretty wet.

I thought I’d write about what I’m fantasizing about right now while working on a coregasm.

The blueberry on the plate in front of me. Mmmmm I’m so horny. I’m thinking about you taking a frozen blueberry between your teeth and rubbing my clit with it. HARD. Just how you know I like it. You run it up and down my pussy. It feels cold and hot at the same time. My pussy just contracted. I can feel you getting harder for me. You get me to cum all over your mouth before you savor the now thawed blueberry.

Then you come up and kiss me. You make my pussy quiver. You taste so good with me there. I can feel your hot throbbing cock rubbing up and down my slit as you kiss my neck. It feels so good after that cold blueberry. I can’t help but moan in your ear. Sighing your name. Then you stop everything and look at me. You stare for a second and I bite the lower right corner of my lip. That’s when you thrust it in! Hard and deep. You slowly thrust. I start throbbing faster and harder. Getting wetter and wetter.

[M]y incredibly hot semi-public encounter with a [F]lirty backpacker (Part 2)

This is a continuation of [this story](http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7f4ghd/my_incredibly_hot_semipublic_encounter_with_a/) of when I met the woman of my dreams in the actual flesh for an all too brief moment in time earlier this year. I had some request for updates and did we keep in touch? So this is currently how things stand and a continuation of sorts.

She was somewhere else in the world and I felt more alone then ever. I tried to pass it off as some hot fling and what an amazing fucking fling to have. But it was more than that. Our encounter was more than just adventurous fucking or epic sex. It was a connection, we had so much in common, I loved getting to know her. I truly believe it was no chance meeting and there was/ is a purpose to why we met. From the day she left I couldn’t get her out of my head and my life went from an all time high when I met her to an all time low as I just missed her so much. Our chats were the best, just knowing her was the absolute best. No one turned me on like her. No one I have ever wanted to know like I do her.

Catching up with an old high school classmate over Thanksgiving weekend [MF]

For those in the states, we all know thanksgiving week/weekend is everyone’s unofficial high school reunion as everyone is back home from wherever their life has taken them….and that’s how this story begins….

I was at the bar Wednesday night seeing a bunch of old friends talking about the good ole days and what everyone has been up to, when _she_ walks into the bar, I’ll call her Sarah for purposes of this story. We were always friendly back in school but never really hung out since we had different circles of friends, and I hadn’t seen her since the summer we graduated. Long story short we chatted up for a few, she had grown into a very cute woman , long brunette hair, medium bust, but a great ass that I never knew she had, we said our goodbyes and that’s all I thought of that.

Back out on Friday we ran into each other again, this time with a smaller crowd and got to spend some more time talking 1-on-1. We talked about what we’d been up to , hobbies, relationships and found out we shared similar histories both of us had had long term relationships that just didn’t pan out and hadn’t found the one yet. The drinks kept coming , our chairs kept getting closer and she asked if I wanted to go to another bar that had a DJ and dance floor. Of course I was in.

[MF] the work wife, last wednesday

It was last wednesday, and I and about 10 other people were working on the day before thanksgiving. the plants were closed down, and a majority of the office people were on vacation. I was the only one in the IT department that was working (since if 2 or more people are in the office, IT needs to be there).
But, everyone is scatter throughout the massive company campus. so it leads to a lot of secluded areas.
I was working on wednesday, and my work wife was there as well. she and i had an awesome, friendly relationship, one filled with bantering, heavy flirting, some groping, but it stayed at work. what happened at work stayed at work.
well, we went a step further than intended on Wednesday.
It was 4pm, everyone but she and I had gone home for the day. We had spent the day sending emails to each other about naughty fun things wed do with each other, so i was feeling horny, and she told me that she was really fired up.
But at 4pm, she calls me up, needing some help with her PC and printing.
so i mosey on up to her office, and proceed to sit in her chair to look at her pc. Of course, while i do this, i reach out and grab a hand full of her plump 50yr old ass and then feel up her large breasts.
i work on her pc, but i can barely concentrate because she is sitting there, leaning over my shoulder, and her blouse is opened, showing off the twins and the lace bra fighting a valiant fight in keeping the massive mammories contained.
“Oh, am i distracting you?” she asked, turning more so i can fully see her large tits.
to answer her, i buried my face between her tits and started sucking and kissing and licking.
she immediately pulled me hard onto her, and my hands started feeling her up, grasping at one breast, while guiding another into my mouth for me to suck on.
she moans loudly, begging for more.
i, being the nice guy i am, give her more.
I unbuckle her belt and push down her pants and look upon a matching lace panty. I rubbed a hand over her pussy and felt heat and wetness. i rubbed her over her pussy and then stood up. my cock was trying to get out and get in on the action. i just pushed down my pants, and pushed her onto her desk.
I spread her legs wide, and without further foreplay, i shoved myself into her.
and damn was she tight!! she was super tight! her husband was the last man she had been with, and he had died 5 years earlier. so she was ready and able!
i shoved my cock into her, and buried myself in her, enjoying the firm grip upon the shaft.
i leaned down, popped a nipple into my mouth and proceeded to jackhammer into her. Within 20 seconds she was cumming! and very, very loudly! her moans and screams were echoing down the hall, and i moaned just as loudly, fully enjoying myself.
we fucked so hard on that desk that we caused both monitors to fall to the floor, breaking. I didnt care. I kept going.
Finally, when i was fully satisfied with enjoying her middle aged, milf body, i came in her.
after i finally pulled out of her, i sat in her chair and she laid upon her desk, panting. she was sweaty, i was sweaty, and we both felt good.
after that, i got her two new monitors, she finished up her work, and i walked her to her car, where i helped myself to another serving of her breasts while she stroked my cock until i came again.
it’s too bad that she was on vacation this weekend, cuz i really would have enjoyed spending the long weekend with her. but alas, i get to see her monday, and we already have plans to go to lunch to talk about what happened and next steps.