Tales of ubers past – drunk girl saga – [MFF]

I briefly drove for Uber in a major city in NC during the summer during my break from school and during my short time I had a ton if NSFW experiences with passengers.
I remember my first ever pick up like it was yesterday, I got the ride request a bit nervous, I tossed my nerves aside and set out to pick up the passages. When I got to the location what was to happen next I could have never been prepared, for 3 very drunk college aged(20 -23ish) women standing outside flagged me down when they saw my car and came running over enthusiastically.

A High School Reunion of Sorts [MF]

I was home for college after my first semester, and decided to stop into the local Diner I used to hang out at with my friends in high school. The waitress looked familiar. I couldn’t place her at first until after she recognized me.

Amber was a few years ahead of me in high school. She had always been a bit on the “thick” side, but in the years since I’d last saw her, she had grown a bit chubbier. This is not an insult: she wore the weight well, it suited her. And to be crass, her weight gain suited me too: her ass was wider, her breasts looked maybe a size or two larger. Her hair, naturally auburn brown was now dyed black, curled and shoulder length. I had a bit of a thing for her in high school. She was heavily involved in the Drama Club, and I guess my thing for super-outgoing, curvy brunettes started early.
Her manager had already gone home for the night, and business was slow, so she invited herself to sit at my table. We caught up for maybe an hour. I knew that she had a kid shortly after high school, but other than her son, she seemed to try to avoid questions about her personal life. That should have been a clue. the other clue should have been when she first came over to say high. I saw her put something in her pocket. In hindsight, it was probably a wedding ring.

[MF] If you’re going to blow up your life, might as well go all out – Part 3 – I’m on a BOAT!

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6d4kj9/mf_if_youre_going_to_blow_up_your_life_might_as/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6dj71j/mf_if_youre_going_to_blow_up_your_life_might_as/)

So, here we are. She had the procedure yesterday morning, so I officially won’t be becoming a father. No complications, she’s home and doing fine. That’s about all I’m going to say about that.

Saturday I had to take care of some pre-divorce stuff. We own a boat (Sea Ray SDX 270 OB) that sits in the channel in our back yard. I want to keep the boat, so Saturday a friend and I met at the marina, and I signed the paperwork on a slip. My plans were to relocate the boat there Sunday, so I left my car there and a buddy drove me home Saturday evening.

I hadn’t seen Leah since last weekend (except a little bit at work), and she snapped me Saturday asking if I wanted to get together Saturday night, which I would have, except I didn’t have a car. I told her she could come with me Sunday, and accepted. It’s always nice to have an extra set of hands, so I offered to pick her up at a pier near her apartment. When she got on the boat, she she was wearing jeans’s and a windbreaker. She looked nice, but nothing overly sexy, if anything I thought she was a little over dressed for the weather, since it was already in the mid-70s and the skies were clear.

Met a guy on Tinder who said we should post here, it was a hell of a night! [MF]

It was the second time we got together. He told me it would get better every time, and he was right. No time for chit chat when I got there, we just went straight upstairs. Him grabbing my ass under my short dress on the way up. In his room he had a candle lit and the shades drawn just enough. I sat on his bed while he closed the door, getting up to kiss him when he came close. As it turned out, he had other idea. I was told nothing for me until I had done what he said. He made me turn around and lean over the bed, arms behind me. Next thing I knew, he was binding my wrists. This was certainly a new, and very welcomed, experience for me. Next I was on my knees, and he was unbuttoning his shorts. That’s when he told me to pull down his underwear with my teeth. His tight boxer briefs proved to be a bit of a challenge as I smeared my lipstick on his stomach. With a little help, I managed to briefly free his dick before taking it as deep as I could. I alternated between sucking his balls and trying to take him deep enough in my throat that I could still lick them. At this point, I had performed well enough to get something in return. I got my kiss, and then some. He pushed me onto the bed, untied me, and told me to take everything off. First he kissed my neck, then my nipples, then made his way down to focus on my clit. He was down there for a while, licking and sucking, plunging two fingers in and out. He came up and kissed me, I could taste myself on him. He laid down and I took him back into my mouth. I started with his balls, but then decided to go lower. A surprise for him he seemed to quite enjoy. I worked by way up and down for a while before we needed more. He decided to be under the covers this time, for coziness. I straddled him before he got the chance, and started rubbing my wet pussy on his dick. It seemed to drive him crazy. A quick grab of a condom and we were off. Grinding into each other until we needed a break. He spent more time going down on me. He’s gotten the closest to getting me off that way. I’m not easy to take care of, but he’s damn good. We took another break, drank some wine, ate some cracker jack. We played around in the living room. Touching each other, playfully rubbing my foot on his cock, considering sucking his dick but there were roommate concerns so we went back upstairs. And we fucked, hard. He asked if I still wanted him to cum in my mouth. Of course I did, that’s a question that doesn’t even need to be asked. He pulled out and pulled off the condom, but I was a little slow. I got a good mouthful and happily swallowed. But I was covered- my chin, my side, my hand. Neither he nor his bed got away clean. I licked my fingers clean, and got what I could from my chin as well. A drop had landed on his hip so I took care of that too. Normal for me, shockingly impressive for him I gathered. I should’ve written this that night, and next time I certainly will.

Confessions of a Retail Manager, Part 3 [MF] [cheating]

Part 1: https://redd.it/6cx0ce

Part 2: https://redd.it/6d35e6

I wasn’t ready for what happened that next Thursday.

As I arrived at my store I found Anna waiting outside of the locked gate. She was smiling nervously, holding a small bag from the store in one hand. I smiled as well, fumbling with my keys as I approached. “Hey.”

“Hey yourself,” she said, “I brought something for you.”

“Well, thanks.” I opened the gate, and she slipped inside before me. I went in and closed it back up, locking it in place.

Once we were inside of the darkened store, out of view of anyone who might be in the mall at this early hour, she handed me the bag. Inside were a pair of white silk panties.

I looked up at her with a bit of confusion, and she just grinned. “I’ll put those back on before I leave,” she said quietly, and walked towards my back room. I tucked the panties into my pocket and hurriedly followed.

[FM] RAOBJ Success Story

I have a bit of an oral fixation. Now that I am single for the first time in 4 years, I have been seeking opportunities to explore my sexuality by blowing strangers. So I made a post, and waited for the messages to come in. Got plenty of replies but none of them passed my requirements at first. I wanted him to be attractive, and have at least an average sized cock. I finally found a winner though, an ex college wrestler, with one of the best bodies I have ever been able to touch. A little about me, I’m 23 years old 5’10, 36D’s, and a sizable ass. I’ve been told I have a good face to cum on.

We exchanged snapchats, I wanted to see if his dick passed my standards. He wanted something in return, a video of me playing with myself. He passed my test, he was around average, but I’m not a size queen. We set a meeting time for the next day.

He seemed nervous when I met him outside my apartment building, and he was even better looking in person. He definitely did not skip leg day. He followed me into my place, and we chatted a bit about ourselves. He had just left a job, and was feeling lost. I was happy to provide some stress relief.

Hello Nurse

I remove my hand from the side of his face and start trailing the tips of my fingers down his chest. I reach his firm pecs and begin massaging them with the palm of my hand, “does this part hurt?” “Hm, no,” Shaun moans. I glide my palm over to the other side, firmly massaging his other muscle, “how about here?” “The pain is lower,” Shaun hissed.  I take my hand slowly tracing it down his torso, towards his waist. I reach the band of his pants, placing my index finger along the brim, swiping it side to side, “how about now?” “A little further,” he moans. I get up from the couch and hunch over. Ever so delicately, I lift each one of Shaun’s legs off the table, placing his feet on the floor.  Shaun slowly scotches his bottom forward as I position his legs slightly apart. I kneel in front of him, in between his legs, with both hands gripped onto his waistband, “nice and slow, I need to remove your pants so I can examine underneath them.” Shaun sluggishly lifts up his hips as I slide the clothing from his body. I toss the pants to the side, then wrap my hands around Shaun’s ankles. I trail my hands up Shaun’s legs as he moans and hums in excitement. I perch myself up onto my knees, with both hands resting on the tops of his thighs, I gaze at him out the tops of my eyes and speak, “point to the area that is troubling you.” Shaun lets go of a silent chuckle as he takes my hand and places it on his shaft, “right here hurts to bad.” I cover his shaft with my fingers while stroking his firm member as I utter, “here, let me kiss it better for you.”

Hello nurse

I remove my hand from the side of his face and start trailing the tips of my fingers down his chest. I reach his firm pecs and begin massaging them with the palm of my hand, “does this part hurt?” “Hm, no,” Shaun moans. I glide my palm over to the other side, firmly massaging his other muscle, “how about here?” “The pain is lower,” Shaun hissed.  I take my hand slowly tracing it down his torso, towards his waist. I reach the band of his pants, placing my index finger along the brim, swiping it side to side, “how about now?” “A little further,” he moans. I get up from the couch and hunch over. Ever so delicately, I lift each one of Shaun’s legs off the table, placing his feet on the floor.  Shaun slowly scotches his bottom forward as I position his legs slightly apart. I kneel in front of him, in between his legs, with both hands gripped onto his waistband, “nice and slow, I need to remove your pants so I can examine underneath them.” Shaun sluggishly lifts up his hips as I slide the clothing from his body. I toss the pants to the side, then wrap my hands around Shaun’s ankles. I trail my hands up Shaun’s legs as he moans and hums in excitement. I perch myself up onto my knees, with both hands resting on the tops of his thighs, I gaze at him out the tops of my eyes and speak, “point to the area that is troubling you.” Shaun lets go of a silent chuckle as he takes my hand and places it on his shaft, “right here hurts to bad.” I cover his shaft with my fingers while stroking his firm member as I utter, “here, let me kiss it better for you.”

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Cold, then hot, so hot [MF]

So I have this young lady I’ve been “flirting” with for a while, let’s call her Jane. She’s a smoking hot little petite thing, the kind that drives me crazy. I’m a 50 yr old white professional male, she’s 26 :-) Now for you haters just don’t bother reading the rest if you don’t want to. Anyway, I finally convinced Jane to go out to dinner with me one evening and we had a blast, we have exactly the same sense of humor and she says all the off-the-wall shit I’m thinking. It goes really well, and the convo turns to 420 and whether either of us partake, turns out we both do. I don’t do it alot at all, just once in a while it’s nice, she’s pretty regular with it according to her. I ask if she wants to go back to my place and just chill and smoke and I tell her I don’t expect anything in return, I just like hanging out with her. She’s apprehensive but agrees and follows me back.