Mudding in Florida

There are very few things to do out in the back marshlands of Florida on a weekend, however for a good ole redneck it can be paradise. It was midsummer and hot as hell, naturally the southern state was in a drought. My buddies Chris, Randall, and myself piled into our trucks loaded out with coolers of beer, and plenty of logs to have ourselves a good time. About 20 miles outside of our army base were the semi dried up marshes, and we had a good Saturday night planned mudding followed by cold beer and a big bon fire. I had the coolers loaded up in my truck since it wasn't technically a truck, I drove an old 1988 k5 Chevy blazer with an 8in lift and 35in mud tires. Now I’m 5'10 and the bottom of the cab of my truck is waist high and it makes it a little hard for even me to climb inside. While Chris and Randall’s trucks were packed full of logs and stumps we had been collecting for the past month, we made our way out to the marshes

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Teacher [m] fucks favorite student, Riley [f]. Follow up from a post long ago. Continues in comments.

Someone convinced me to finally post my other story about my teacher/student relationship with Riley. You can do a search and find it on Gonewildstories.

EDIT Here is the Link: First Story with Riley

I had to use a new throwaway account for this, sorry.

It was a Saturday summer evening and I had just taken a shower after biking all day. My cell phone began to buzz and I checked the number. It was my former student, Riley. It had been quite some time since I had heard from her. We had decided to not be together a while back. It was just too difficult for us to work out. People staring at us all the time. Her friends gave her grief because I was older. Yet, when the phone rang, I didn’t hesitate to pick it up.

“Hello, Riley?” I asked

“It’s me. I have to see you. Are you at home and available?” She responded.

“I am, I just got done with a shower.” I replied.

“I’ll be there soon.” She nervously said as she hung up the phone. Read more »

A Couple’s Transgressions (MFf)

From a booth in the corner of the bar, Ashley and I sat swirling our straws in our drinks and surveying the crowd. So far, a group of overly boisterous young punks had taken over the pool table and a few quieter groups stood around drinking and laughing. Even though it was Spring Break and the building was pretty full, it was early enough that no one had yet broken a glass or humped a bar stool.

Ashley suddenly was quiet. I looked over and followed her gaze to the door. A petite redhead walked in with black strappy pumps and tight jeans over a nicely rounded backside. She tossed her curls over her shoulder and I watched her ass sway while she walked to the bar to order a drink.

Ashley said, “I think she’s alone. She might just be waiting for some friends, though. I think we should go talk to her.”

I shook my head and said, “No, no ‘we.’ I think you should go talk to her and see if she is comfortable meeting you.” Read more »

Hatefucking, part 2 of 2

I awoke to a series of progresively more explicit snap chats from her. I sent her back a pic of the 'standing ovation' they produced.

"wow," she replied by text. "Glad I made an impression."

I responded with a weak text about how we should talk about our expectations from each other.

"Why are you liberals always so obsessed with people's feelings. she responded."

A few minutes later I got another text. "Are your roommates home?"

"No, why."

"I'm out for a jog.. thought I'd visit while I'm all sweaty."

"I'm not dressed yet."

"Good, dummy, I don't want you to be <3 See you in five."

Five minutes later the door bell rang. I threw a bathrobe over my boxers and she walked in.

"Nice place," she teased when she saw my cramped, mess living room. She was in sweat pants and a baggy tea shirt. Ever the modest one even on an unseasonably warm april day. "Show me your bedroom." Read more »

Power Management (Part 4) [SciFi, ENF, BD, FF, Voy]

Couldn't fit 20k+ characters, so this section is split a bit awkwardly. Part 5 to follow very soon.

Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3…

Part 4

I woke up the next morning expecting to find my personal footlocker waiting outside my quarters, but there was nothing. It took ten minutes just to work up the courage to open the door as it was, since I still didn’t have a stitch of clothing, and my fabber was offline.

“Jupil,” I said, “what’s the status of my personal belongings?”

“Good morning, Kirin. There was a delay in decontamination. Dr. Fliss has also requested that I fab you some new clothes for your first day. Given your supervisory role, you will very rarely need a jumpsuit. Take a shower, if you wish, and your clothes should be ready by the time you’re done.” I muttered at the clothing issue, the delay on my personal items, knowing the doctor had something to do with it. Inside the newly added shower, Jupil spoke again. “As a reminder, Kirin, you may feel free to engage in any sexual activity you wish in this shower or the rest of your quarters.” I wasn’t sure if an AI could understand eye rolling, but that was my only response. After washing and drying off, I went back to fab and found a pile of clothes waiting for me. Read more »

Fucking the girl of my dreams.

It was late on a Friday night when i texted her. Sitting alone in my room with the light off and an empty bottle of wine next to me.

"Hey do you want to come over for some cuddles and maybe a movie?"

My heart raced as it took her time to respond. This was the second time that i had made a pass at her, but the first time that i had ever done it sober*. The last time that we crossed paths was at a friends pool party. I showed up and swam and smoked a bit with some friends. Everyone at the party had a pretty good buzz going on.

Those of us who were closest to the party thrower stayed latest. Too drunk to drive, he insisted that we stay over. As i lay falling asleep on his couch, i looked across the room and saw her lying there, twiddling her thumbs.

"H-hey… you still u-up?," i hiccuped and slurred. She looked over at me, almost surprised, "Yeah," she quietly muttered. Read more »

Surprise threeso[M]es are [FF]un

Here is another story that had to do with my best girl friend from school. for the back story on that here: http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/352sn1/from_good_friends_to_fwb_mf/ Got kinda a long one here so bear with me, So ever since we first had sex, the two of us would go at each other pretty regularly through out the semester. And tbh it was amazing, the sex was fantastic, and in most cases if either of us was horny, sex almost immediately occurred. As i said this continued for the rest of the semester until she started meeting this guy that she told me was having feelings. I knew the guy a little and seemed like a good guy. I was bummed that I was losing great sex, but happy that she was finding somebody that she could have more than just sex with.

So they became pretty close over the winter break and it extended back into the following semester. This guy was taking her out to dinner, movies, the whole nine. She was confident that he was a real deal and that they would be "official" soon. Read more »

Bound by nothing but willpower

He was bound but not with ropes or cuffs. Fear held his hands, arms and even his head back; preventing them from reaching, from touching, grabbing or sucking, from indulging in this moment that he had desired for so long. “Not one move, or I stop,” she threatened with obvious pleasure, as she knelt over him, teasing his naked body with hers, “not a sound”.

If her giving him head on her sofa the night before had been a surprise, this afternoon was a total mystery. e felt a new passion in her today; ever since she had announced to him, mischeiviously aware of the surprise it would cause, that she wanted to take him into her mouth again, moments before slipping her hand through his fly and simultaneously soothing and inflaming his longing for her as he drove back from the gun club.

This wasn’t the adventurous exercises of public sex that had been so thrilling during their months together or the hopeful, lustful but loving coupl ing from the early days of their relationship. There wasn’t the slightest disappointment as he realised he wasn’t going to have the exquisite but rare pleasure of watching this elegant, proud woman that he had observed lustfully for years, expertly tease him with del icious lips before wrapping his rigid cock in her warm, wet mouth. he knew that this was something he had wanted much, much more; this was her acting out of selfish desire. Read more »

Kate and Haley (F/M)

I used to be a pizza cook. I started out working at the place as a delivery driver, spending most of my down time at work in the kitchen. I've always loved to cook at home, and over time I learn to do the prep work and make the pizzas. The place prided itself on making most of it's dough and sauces from scratch, hand throwing the pizzas. Bottom to top, I learned the entire process within a couple of months, to the point that one Friday night, when a cook called out, they asked me to jump on the line.

I got along great with my bosses and combined with the fact that I didn't mind late hours, it wasn't long before I closed the kitchen at night.

Now, since the first night as a closing cook, I would hang out with the late group after we finished, everyone going to the bar for a drink, sit around talk, occasionally grab something eat together at the 24 hour burger place across the street. Immediately, two of the women that worked with me at the pizza place caught my eye. Read more »

Chance Encounter [mf]

The afternoon was…sultry. The warm, humid August air would have been oppressive, but a gentle breeze was rustling the leaves, taking the edge off. Gathering clouds helped block the sun but promised a summer thunderstorm would be rolling through in the next few hours. The weekend had nearly gotten past her, and she still had a week’s worth of grocery shopping to get through.

“At least it won’t be crowded,” she sighed, gathering her list and bags. She hated shopping, but you have to eat.

Walking out onto the street she couldn’t help but feel a little self-conscious. The recent heat-wave had her wearing skirts and tank tops, and the exposed skin was drawing noticeable attention. Did they have to stare? Not that she minded – it was exciting in a way. But still, it would be nice to walk in peace.

A few short blocks later the grocer’s air conditioning was more than welcome, though they might have overdone it. The glow of sweat on her skin momentarily turned to a shiver and she felt her nipples harden against her shirt. Outside it was far too hot for a bra, but in here was a whole other story. Cooling sweat made the fabric cling and her nipples were clearly visible. Sunday afternoon at the grocery store, she’d probably give one of the elderly men a heart attack looking like this, and if they knew she wasn’t wearing any panties under her skirt, it would pretty much seal the deal. Read more »

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