Alright, let’s keep this story train going. This is the second story I’m sharing about my five years in California in film school and beyond. (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6vukj7/five_years_of_film_school_stories_fucking_the/).
To reiterate: I’m white, 6′ 3″, dark hair, athletic build (I’ve been told I have a “swimmer’s body”), and have an above-average cock. I’m not the most handsome guy in the universe, but people seem to find me attractive enough, so that works for me.
So, I was seeing Rachel (sexy smile, 5’11”, dark skin, small perky tits, high plump ass, and legs for days) and we had fooled around with her roommate, Robin the actress. Things escalated from there between the three of us, but I’m going to take an aside and tell another Rachel story before getting to the really good stuff. Yep, I’m making you wait.
The grad film school I went to operated like a mini-film studio. Everything was collaborative and involved the same processes we would be going through when we started working in the industry. Producers met with writers who pitched stories to directors who got cines, sound people, and the rest together for film projects. This led to extremely long days, close proximity, and some intense parties. This story is about one such party.