Second chance hookup (m/f)

A friend of mine recently met with a girl on a dating app – let’s call her Dina. He saw that I was Facebook friends with Dina, and after going on a first date with her, he asked me how I knew her. I proceeded to tell him about my time with Dina.

About seven years ago, I was at a bar and randomly met Dina. She is about 5’3”, fit, nice C-cup boobs, and has a girl next door kind of look (and was also about 23 at the time). Being borderline black out drunk (or as they coined in Always Sunny in Philadelphia – “greyed out”), I don’t remember anything we spoke about when I initially met her, but within a half hour of meeting, we were drunkenly making out at the bar. Yes, this is a dirty, sloppy kind of place where this behavior is not only acceptable, but probably encouraged.

Despite my desperate attempts to get her to my place that night, she decided to play the good girl card and gave me her number instead and told me to call her. Of course, I simply forgot. Work was very busy at the time, and I just never got around to it.

Testament of how I banged my costar on a movie set! [M/F]

Every year groups of aspiring filmmakers take part in the 48 Hour Film Project. Teams have exactly two days to write, shoot, edit, and turn in a finished seven minuet film. This year I buggered my costar on set. This is my story.

I met Joan that morning at 4am. We sat on the porch of the directors house and read through the latest draft of the script. Inside there were ten people who hadn't slept at all building sets and planning shots. From the moment Joan and I started reading lines together you couldn't help but notice. . . we had zero fucking chemistry.

My costar was a beautiful and talented but everything she said just made my eyes roll. For starters, Joan had been blessed with an unstoppable pair of tits. So noteworthy was this rack that she found a way to work mention of her boobs into every conversation. I really hated this. It's attention seeking and usually a tactic used to hide what you lack, which is personality. Joan wasn't stupid and caught on to how unimpressed I was with her display. While filming the first scene we were cordial but certainly not chummy. Then we went to film scene two.

Affairs of a life – The Sales Meeting

Life was good. I had started a new business three years before, and it was beginning to show some promise. My husband Jack's business was now thriving. The past three years he had held a sales meeting for key clients, located on a very nice island off the southwest coast of Florida. As most of the clients lived in cool or cold weather climates, it was a wonderful winter break to attend these meetings where one could enjoy the warm weather!

This winter, the meeting would be held in the same location; they provided wonderful service and amenities. As I had in the past three years, I worked with Jack in these meetings. The format was pretty much the same for attendees: Sunday – arrival and cocktail reception that evening. Monday – business meeting in the morning, casual activities in the afternoon and dinner together in the evening. Tuesday – again, business meeting in morning, casual activities in the afternoon, then an awards banquet in the evening. Wednesday – attendees departed at their convenience, via transportation to the airport that we provided.

Casual encounter with a friend at the bar [F][M]

This happened a few months ago. A friend invited me to the bar and I decided to show up. We had hung out before but nothing had ever happened. This would be the first time it was just the two of us though. A little about Kaitlyn, she is about 5'5" 105 lbs. nice firm C cups and loves to wear little slutty shorts when she goes out. Like i said we have hung out before but never just the two of us. We decided to go to this little country dive bar and have a few beverages. My poison of choice is whiskey hers happened to be Vodka and Redbull. After a few drinks and chit chatting the talk begins to get flirty. There is plenty of eye contact flirting and gentle touching when the other hears a good joke or is intrigued. As the night went on our inhibitions went away and my hand was on her thigh and she had a huge smile on her face. The lights come on and as usually happens at a bar when the lights come on you go pay out.

[M] My 2nd time with Jess. The girl I can’t stop thinking about.

The first story – https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3idkek/m_story_of_my_first_time_have_told_only_a_few/

Please read My first story about this same girl linked above which details my first sexual experience and the beginning of my relationship with “Jess” (“names have been changed…” and all that). This was never intended to be more than just a story about my first time. But now that I’ve written it all out and relived some of the moments it makes me think of many of the times I’ve spent with Jess since then. My feelings toward her are more complicated then I have let myself realize. So maybe this can be a bit of therapy for me while being something interesting and sexy for you to read. I promise there will be less context than the first story and more good stuff (SEX!!).

A Dalliance From Ti[M]es Abroad

I spotted her from across the smoking area, wearing a sun dress. I'm a sucker for a summer sun dress, the way it flows and reveals, the way it lets a womans' body speak for itself. I was abroad, and my grasp of the language was not at a fluent level. I am not a sharp dresser, and don't necessarily present myself well. Also, I was sporting a mustache, which many women find to be an either-or sort of feature. My confidence was not initially high.

There were mitigating factors, however. I was a foreigner, and as such could play to the exotic even though I'm normally an everyday sort of dude. I was hanging with friends, among whom were some beautiful girls, so my trustworthiness was upgraded from the get go. Also, I was drinking copiously. My shyness was, in the end, no barrier. I made my way through the crowd and we started talking over lagers.

The Sex Student – Part 24

Hi all,

Sorry I haven't posted… but yea summer and surgery recovery and… well got busy.

Also, I feel a bit let down by the interest in the last few parts, so if you do like these let me know!

Anyways… part 24:


index of previous parts

Part 24

The next week went by so slowly. I was so very very horny every day. I had to finger myself 2-3 times a day. I had never felt this way, and the fact that midterms were soon and I had to study didn't help.

Thrusday Frank texted me and said he wanted to pick me up Friday night. I answered back an all caps "YES!" within seconds. He asked me to wear a dress and under it one of the slip sets he'd bought me.

I got all dressed up in a nice red long dress I'd bought over the summer and the red slip set under it. Lady in Red I was… I tossed on a jacket over it and sized myself up… not bad I guess. Frank pulled up right on time and we headed off, but instead of to his house he headed downtown. Frank took me out to a nice restaurant and we had dinner… it was odd this was almost like a date, except Frank didn't talk to me hardly at all, I wondered if Frank was looking to change our relationship and I hoped deep down he didn't.

The Delayed Flight [MF]

A bit of background. I knew this girl while attending city college in my home town, she was from Sweden and attending the same CC. We struck up a friendship and that was how we spent most of our relationship mainly because she was "pretty much only into girls." The "pretty much" is key. I'd seen her with a guy or two in our few years as friends but each only lasted a couple weeks. She mostly had girlfriends.

The actual story: This girl is beautiful, gorgeous, light-skinned face perfectly kissed by the California sun, perky B cups bordering on Cs, a toned body with just a little bit of extra in all the right places. She was getting ready to fly back home to Sweden and was at LAX, I was in my apartment in the Valley, when I got a call from her saying her flight was delayed and she opted to take a flight the next day. I drove down to pick her up and took her for one last "American dinner" before we made it back to my apartment. At this point we were just two friends that hadn't seen each other in a few months and nothing special. I made up the air mattress for her, we watched a bad movie on Netflix and then went to sleep separately.

My First Time Being Treated Like A Slut. [m/m]

My first sexual experience with a guy took place almost 3 years ago. I still fantasise about it all the time.

I was 25 at the time and had always considered myself straight. I had had plenty of girlfriends in the past but at this point in my life I had been single for about 2 and a half years. I can't tell you exactly how it happened but I remember watching a lot of cumshot porn. Lots of beautiful girls getting huge loads of cum covering their faces, dripping down into their mouths and down their chins. Before I knew it, the dicks in the porn I was watching got bigger and bigger and my dick got harder and harder.

Suddenly, I needed to be on my knees in front of a huge cock. All I could think about was doing everything in my power to please a cock and make it shoot cum all over my face. I wanted cock but i NEEDED cum.

After a few days of searching I found this guy on the internet. He seemed nice enough and he didn't look like a serial killer in his pics so I decided to take the plunge.

A story I shared with someone who PM’d me after my last one. A very successful Tinder date [MF]

So, I met up with this girl Colleen through tinder the other night. It was pretty clear from the texts between us that we both just wanted to get down. She's about 5'8" ish?, blonde, perky average size tits and a little bit of a booty. Not a stunner in the face, but hey I'm an equal opportunity guy. We meet at a bar downtown and have a few beers. I'm making her laugh, she's getting a little handsy as we get buzzed. Eventually, she looks at me and says "let's get out of here, will you walk me home?". You're sure as shit I will Colleen, it is clearly time to fuck. Blah blah blah we walk home etc. I guess one important detail here is that we stop a few times to drunkenly make out on the walk. This girl likes to kiss and she is damn good too. We get to her house, normal bullshit on the couch, then we make-out our way to her bedroom. We're kissing and pulling clothes off each other, and I'm making sure that I get her naked first because I am hungry for some pussy. I think I mentioned in my last story that I love eating pussy. A lot. Sometimes I worry I'll get something from putting my tongue on so many random ladies, but fuck it. Anyway, I succeed in getting Colleen naked first, and waste no time kissing my way down to her cunt. I tease her a little at first, licking the outside of her lips and very very gently down the slit… Then I just dive in to her clit with my tongue, really going at it. She's moaning and having a great time, grabbing my head in a very sexy way. I decide to step it up because she's being a fun chick. I put two fingers in her and start searching up and in for her g-spot. Searching searching searching and "OHHH FUCCCKKK" yup that's it Colleen. So now I've got my fingers going in there, my tongue still lapping at her clit, and she is gushing. I can feel (and hear) her getting close, and she starts saying "i'm gonna cum don't stop, i'm gonna cum don't stop" over and over. She keeps breathily gasping that even as I feel her cumming for the first time. I obey and keep going, and she keeps telling me not to stop… so I don't….for a long long time. It felt like hours but it was probably only ten minutes that this awesome chick was just cumming and cumming. More power to her. Eventually she collapses back and I stop. I start moving up so that I can fuck her, Colleen just had a serious moment though so she says "hold on and just come kiss me". As I mentioned this girl is a great kisser and it's hot that she doesn't mind her own taste, so I oblige. I lay next to her and we make out, my hands exploring the parts of her I hadn't yet paid attention to… her perky tits and her nice round ass. I know she's beginning to recover when she kind of rolls over and straddles me. We're still kissing and she starts grinding her wet pussy on my cock. Is there a term for that, when she's grinding and my cock sorta glides between her lips? Anyway that's what was happening and it is one of my favorite feelings. We do this for a while until it's too much for me to take. I put on a condom as gracefully as possible and enter her. I'm not going to lie and tell you she was the tightest girl ever, I had just been fucking her with two fingers so she was already warmed up. But regardless her pussy felt amazing, I love how it feels when a woman is on top. She kept kissing me deeply, and although we had just met through fucking tinder it all felt pretty passionate. I couldn't decide whether I liked her tits or ass better so I had a hand on each. We fucked like this for a while and I eventually came, nothing too exciting there. We laid together for a while and chatted, she told me she loves being eaten out and I was the best she had ever had (a big compliment for me!). I haven't seen her since but writing this has me thinking of texting her! Hope this does the trick for you again :) If you think it's good enough maybe i'll even post it to the subreddit