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[A week ago, we met at the bank and he took me to his place to fuck me senseless.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b2odqr/i_fucked_a_stranger_i_met_at_the_bank_who_was_3/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)
The other night, we met up and fucked again…in his car…at the park…
It all started when I messaged him about how sad and stressed out I was feeling about my recent rejection from my dream school, and he asked me if I wanted to go out to dinner to relieve some of that stress. You know, just to get out of the house and take my mind off things. Sean and I had been texting on and off for the past few days after our first encounter, but now we were actually going to meet again.
I definitely needed someone to take my mind off of everything that night. I asked him if he could bring the dogs with him (because dogs will *always* cheer me up) and he said he would. I wasn’t planning on having sex that night at all. In fact, I wasn’t even in the mood. I was feeling down, bad about myself, and had a huge headache from all the crying I’d been doing. I just threw on a shirt with bell bottom sleeves and leggings with my hair up in a little messy ponytail. Little did I know, I was going to be getting my holes thoroughly pounded and used anyway.