Category: gonewildstories

I made plans to meet up with some friends last Friday, but they weren’t available to meet up until later than usual. Trying to kill time before heading out, I texted my usual late-night booty call, Laura.

Me: “You going out tonight?”

Her: “Yep. You?”

Me: “Yeah. Not for a while though. Want me to come over before we head out?”

Her: “That would be fun, but by the time you get here I’ll have to start getting ready”

Me: “What if I just come watch you get ready?”

Her: “Why would you want to do that? lol”

Me: “Because I’ve seen the way you bend over your dresser when you do your makeup and I’m assuming that if I come over, you would do it naked ;)”

Her: “Haha. If you want to…”

Me: “On my way”

When I arrived at Laura’s apartment, she answered the door wearing a loose t-shirt and sweatpants.

“You’re just in time,” she said. “I’m about to get in the shower.” Read more »

Thanks for the feedback about part one. (Lunchtime) After reading some of the fine works on here, I wasn’t sure if it would hit the spot.
Fortunately i’d already written the rest, and as you guys seem up for it, here’s the next chapter!

Things continued steadily over the following weeks and months. We rarely saw each other outside of work, but at work we made the most if it. Sometimes it was just friendly chit chat over coffee, but conversely sometimes we would find our way to a secluded corner and grope each other senseless.
We adopted a mutially beneficial ‘friends with benefits’ relationship, finding ourselves in bed together at least once per week.
Lucy’s rule of my cock not going inside her held fast – I couldn’t fuck her and she wouldn’t give me a blow job, but i didnt mind. I would have been content to be her slave and lick her to orgasm as often as possible, but fortunately she was happy to give as much as she could, as well as recieve. Read more »

I met Lucy when she started working in the same office. I was based in a different department, so contact tended to be limited to “Good morning” and “hiyas” and that was about it.
She was pretty. Long, straight, dark brown hair tied in a ponytail, cute green eyes and a mischievous smile. Her ears were pierced multiple times, with a small stud in each ear.
It was a few weeks after I first met her when I actually saw her stood up, normally she was at low down at her desk, beavering away at whatever it was she did.
This time she was stood by the copier, and her curves were fully visible.
A great backside filled a pair of smart black trousers, slightly flared over some short heels, and a cardigan covered what looked to be a reasonable rack.
She was still a great looking woman. Read more »

This is the true story of the strangest relationship I ever had. It is fairly long and not chock full of gratuitous sex, but I think you might enjoy it.

During the summer between my sophomore and junior years of college, I lived with three other guys in a house located within walking distance of the campus as well as several dive bars that catered to the university crowd.

I was trying to sleep off a massive hangover one afternoon when I heard the doorbell ringing at the front of the house. I pulled a pillow over my head and tried to drown out the noise, but whoever was at the door was persistent and they kept on buzzing.

I pulled on a shirt and stumbled down the hall to the front door, snatching it open with a sharp pull.

Standing before me were two visions of loveliness. One was an extremely attractive brunette with long curly hair and the other a knockout blonde with a straight golden mane. They were both tanned to perfection and their white t-shirts accented their bronzed skin, while their painted-on denim shorts did little to cover the long shapely legs that seemed to go on forever. Read more »

I dated this guy throughout all of high school and he was my first for everything. First to finger me, first dick i sucked, I lost my virginity to him, tried anal, made a sex tape together, and fell in love. After high school he got accepted to a college a few states away and we continued to date but it was hard with him being so far away. We eventually broke up and didn’t talk for a couple years. flash forward a few years and i get a message on instagram from him saying he moved up north to the city I was born in (I don’t live there now). We would talk here and there, but then stopped all together again as we didn’t seem to have too much in common any more. Read more »

I decided to go with this story because it happened Saturday and it’s fresh in my memory.

As mentioned previously, I’m 5’4, brunette, tanned olive skin (I’m from Colombia), brown eyes, 32 C, size 0 pants. I work out five days a week to keep in shape.

So Saturday night I went to a party at my two best friend’s house for one of their birthdays. She was turning 21, so it was the typical college house party. Pretty girls wearing little clothes, and many many guys looking for someone to take home, jello shots, funnels etc.

I have just started dating this guy a couple of weeks ago, his name is Joao he is Brazilian/South African. I find him really handsome he has lightish brown hair, almost the same color as his skin, green eyes, and he is taller than me I’d say about 6 feet tall, he’s athletic but in a leisurely way. Read more »

Long time lurker… I’ve shared this story with a few DPPers and decided it was finally time to give back and share my corruption with my first, jill-off sub-reddit.

My need to be a slut for married men all started the night of my high school graduation. He was my dad’s best friend. And I was best friends with his daughter, naturally. We went out celebrating that night. She was a year younger than me and had to be home at curfew. But my parents thought I was at a sleepover with girls from my class. I’d just planned to stay out all night. I got drunk and the parties started to dwindle. And I didn’t have anywhere to go. So, I went to her place and tapped on her window, but I couldn’t wake her up without waking up the whole house.

I slipped through their back gate and decided it would be fun to get in the pool. The pool was slightly downhill from the house and there was a kitchen/grill area and storage for towels and bathing suits. I stripped down and put on a little bikini. I opened up the minifridge and took out a bottle of beer and slipped into the water. I was starting to pass out on a float, when the sound of the back door opening startled me and I fell into the water. Read more »