I was 19 years old and in college when this adventure started. I was broke and looking for a job whenever a family friend suggested to my mother that he knew someone who was looking for a live in babysitter, since it was suggested by someone I trusted, I decided it was worth checking out. I had text with the wife back and forth, and she invited me to dinner at a very nice restaurant with her and her husband (with them footing the bill) and I quickly agreed. That was the night I met Tom and Denise Howardson.
[MF] (Long) Post-divorce adventure with the a hot Dr.
It’s been [six months since my divorce kicked off, and simultaneously, I fucked and impregnated my 22 year-old coworker](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6d4kj9/mf_if_youre_going_to_blow_up_your_life_might_as/). The fling with my coworker is long past, she moved across country, but still occasionally drunk-snaps me her tits, which is nice. My ex-wife and I are mostly on okay terms, terms are finalized, so that’s behind me.
Anyways, onto the topic at hand. In July, my company relocated offices. I share a small office suite with a few other guys, but we’re all road warriors in some form, so it’s frequently empty. We share a floor with an agency staffed with Drs and nurses who do house calls.
Shortly after we’d settled in, I’m at my desk and I notice someone pull in and park. My attention focused with I saw a woman, early 30s, average height, very blonde, and very fit (judging by her very tight workout attire) step out. I’m usually pretty discrete, but sitting alone in my office, I didn’t really think about the fact that she might be able to see me. So, I gawked, mouth agape, at her as she got out of her car, and walked to the enterance.
The Cabin Hideout [fm][dystopian]
What was one supposed to do if there was nothing left to do?
Laura had gotten so used to the omnipresent danger, the running and fighting that she thought she had forgotten how to relax. Back in the city they had barely had a day without any incidents, narrow escapes from police raids and she had been on constant alert. Then she had thought she hated it but now that it was over – at least for the time being – she wondered if she could ever return to a normal lifestyle.
Not that it was bad to safely lay low for a while – not with one of the mosts beautiful lake cabins as her hideout – just… out of her comfort zone.
The cabins were safe, remote and since they had never been connected to the network the government would never even know of their existence unless they sent someone personally, which was more than unlikely seeing they were still 110% occupied with damage control.
She had woken up a mere hour ago and despite everything being super beautiful she was already bored. The nights she had spent in empty apartments hoping she would wake up and still be alive had been just as silent and solitary, but then she had had a purpose.
The cabin hideout [fm][dystopian]
What was one supposed to do if there was nothing left to do?
Laura had gotten so used to the omnipresent danger, the running and fighting that she thought she had forgotten how to relax. Back in the city they had barely had a day without any incidents, narrow escapes from police raids and she had been on constant alert. Then she had thought she hated it but now that it was over – at least for the time being – she wondered if she could ever return to a normal lifestyle.
Not that it was bad to safely lay low for a while – not with one of the mosts beautiful lake cabins as her hideout – just… out of her comfort zone.
The cabins were safe, remote and since they had never been connected to the network the government would never even know of their existence unless they sent someone personally, which was more than unlikely seeing they were still 110% occupied with damage control.
She had woken up a mere hour ago and despite everything being super beautiful she was already bored. The nights she had spent in empty apartments hoping she would wake up and still be alive had been just as silent and solitary, but then she had had a purpose.
The Cabin Hideout [fm][dystopian]
What was one supposed to do if there was nothing left to do?
Laura had gotten so used to the omnipresent danger, the running and fighting that she thought she had forgotten how to relax. Back in the city they had barely had a day without any incidents, narrow escapes from police raids and she had been on constant alert. Then she had thought she hated it but now that it was over – at least for the time being – she wondered if she could ever return to a normal lifestyle.
Not that it was bad to safely lay low for a while – not with one of the mosts beautiful lake cabins as her hideout – just… out of her comfort zone.
The cabins were safe, remote and since they had never been connected to the network the government would never even know of their existence unless they sent someone personally, which was more than unlikely seeing they were still 110% occupied with damage control.
She had woken up a mere hour ago and despite everything being super beautiful she was already bored. The nights she had spent in empty apartments hoping she would wake up and still be alive had been just as silent and solitary, but then she had had a purpose.
Maid to pose in cosplay [FM]
The weekend just gone was a convention weekend once again, meaning a few days away in a hotel room with a friend and a couple of cosplay outfits in tow. Although this particular event wasn’t a million miles away from home, we still opted to arrive on Friday afternoon to check in at the hotel and chill out, while also giving us a place to change for the event the following day.
While my friend had plans to head into town and do some early Christmas shopping once we arrived and checked in, I’d already made other plans and so made my excuses to stick around in our room while she headed out. The plan in question involved an amateur photographer who comes to quite a lot of events to photograph the cosplayers – we’d been talking for a while and had been to the same events a number of times but had never had an opportunity to meet save for one quick snatched photo on a convention floor, but that was all set to change this time around.
My Story (M-Solo, exhib)
Hi, I’m James. I am a 33 year old man living a pretty normal life. I’m not overly attractive, I’m 5’11”, about 200LBS with a slight gut, brown hair, eyes, and beard. I’m married with three children; I’m college educated and work in IT. I go to church most Sundays and even participate on occasion. Nobody there knows my secret, that I am a closet exhibitionist!
I first discovered this excitement when I was about 10. I had the only room in the basement, with a window that was about level with the outside ground. I found that if I climbed on my dresser, I could take out the screen and crawl through the window into our side-yard that was not visible from anywhere else in the house. I was too young to have any real reason to sneak out my bedroom window, however I used to lock my door, strip off my clothes and climb through the window naked. The thrill I got of being outside completely nude was exhilarating! I was terrified yet thrilled at the prospect of being discovered, and quickly realized that I ached to be seen, but not by anybody that I knew, and definitely not caught.
Hawaii hotness with [m]y (kind of) cousin [f]
*I’m on a trip in Hawaii right now, and all I can think about is what happened the last time I was here on a family vacation when I was 19. All the reminiscing inspired me to share this little story about me and my cousin.*
First, some background. I’ve always known my cousin (we’ll call her Sammy) is cute. Even before I knew what it was to be attracted to a girl, her freckles and tomboy attitude drove me crazy. And as we grew up, her just one year behind me in school and age, that feeling grew too. She changed from an adorable little redhead with a big gap between her front teeth to a total knockout by the time she graduated high school. And I was enamored the entire time. We didn’t see each other that often, so every time our family got together it seemed like she had developed some new enrapturing feature. Her braces came off and she had a beautiful, lily-white smile. Her bright red hair began taking all sorts of interesting and enticing shapes as she got involved in cosmetology. Her shirts started getting lower as she developed a pair of perfectly perky and squeezable boobs. And her jeans got tighter as her volleyball-playing butt got ever rounder and firmer.
[group] A fun weekend trip turns nude- Part 3
-As promised I edited Part 1 to include names-
Continued from Part 2:
“Tara repositioned herself between Marie’s legs and kneeled with her face down in Marie’s crotch. Marie, realizing what Tara was about to do, hesitated to allow it, but relented as Tara licked, kissed, and caressed her inner thighs all the way to Marie’s pussy….”
Marie, having never been tasted by a woman, squirmed with brief embarrassment. Tara began licking, sucking and slapping Marie’s twat with her tongue, which calmed Marie’s nerves. Marie’s moans got louder and louder as her hips thrusted harder. I looked back to see Kate’s amazement but noticed she was staring at me rubbing my cock. She smiled playfully as she kept her eyes trained on my hard dick and the light stokes my hand took. I switched back and forth between Marie and Tara then to Kate as the show went on for several minutes it kept getting harder not to explode. As Tara’s work came to an end we all sat down, blown away by the display and not exactly sure what to do next. Thinking quick, Chris and I reminded Tara it was her turn to make a move.
Cheating her way out of a bad situation [MF]
I had just started college and was trying to get settled on campus. I thought a good way to get involved and meet people was to join a fraternity and get involved with the Jewish community on campus. This story focuses on the latter.
I started to spend a fair amount of time at the campus Jewish center meeting some fun people and to my surprise, some beautiful women. I was a confident, good looking 18 year old guy and like any one my age, thought I was pretty hot shit. So I was not shy talking to girls. This was especially easy because most of the other Jewish dudes on campus were kind of dorky. Anyways.
I met Lauren one Friday night in the fall. She was blonde about 5’3”, and the reason I first noticed her were her enormous tits. I went up to her and sat down and we started to chat. She was very charming and pretty and frankly seemed out of place being from California at my midwestern school. She almost immediately called me for being interested in her because of her boobs. I steered into the skid and admitted that was the case. She smiled and told me she appreciated the honesty. After this we talked on the phone a few times, chatted online and continued to see each other at events. There was definitely some chemistry between her and I. There was only one problem, she had a boyfriend. That problem was exacerbated by the fact that they lived together on campus. This, however, would soon change.