[MF] Oral on the Top Bunk; Roommate on the Bottom Bunk

When I left for college, my mom gave me one piece of advice: don’t have sex when your roommate is in the room. While technically I obeyed the letter of that law, I sure as shit didn’t obey the spirit of it.

My sophomore year was a weird one. I had tried and failed in a relationship, was struggling finding my academic calling, and all in all was feeling a bit lost and depressed. Katie – one of my five, randomly chosen housemates – wasn’t helping matters. In a word, I didn’t like her. In a lot of words, she annoyed the everloving shit out of me, largely because she was ridiculously blunt. If I went into the kitchen before my shower, she’d proclaim, “you look funny”. It wasn’t an insult; it was an observation. But when these things happen over and over, they tend to rub you the wrong way.

After about two months, I started to get used to Katie’s bizarre social ticks. I’m one of those people that doesn’t see much physical attraction if there isn’t any emotional attraction (or, more accurately, if there’s negative emotional attraction – I find strangers quite sexy!), so as I started to get more comfortable with Katie, I started to realize that she was really sexy. She was short, about 5’1″, but very curvy. Korean descent, chin-length black hair, gorgeous skin, and quite an impressively sized ass.

Landica Academy: Reflections [FF… M] (Domination; exhibitionism; internal conflict)

*Hey everyone, long-time lurker here, first post. Here’s a chapter of my work. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it– I’d love to hear your thoughts. More to come on [my Patreon](https://www.patreon.com/eleanorvandt).*

*Eleanor x*
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‘Okay,’ said Julian, smiling, ‘first thing’s first. Show me your pussy.’

‘What?!’ Emma recoiled. ‘Here?’ Julian had been slowly advancing for some time. Emma only now noticed how close the two of them had been.

‘You want me to help you and you won’t even get naked?’ Julian scoffed. ‘I don’t get it. Why did you even sign up to come here?’

Emma didn’t want to talk about it. Quickly weighing her options, she looked around, then lifted her robe and started to slide her underwear down her legs. The two of them were stood opposite each other in the short corridor that connected their common room to the kitchen. It was late; the chances, Emma figured, of anyone coming through were small. That didn’t mean it couldn’t happen, though, and she felt exposed even in front of one person.

With her panties around her ankles, Emma again bunched up her robe. It was clear to Julian that Emma wanted to be quick.

A Hot Hookup with a New Guy [MF] [FP]

“Hey, do you want to go back to my place?”

We were walking back to his house from the bar where we had met. I was watching the cold wind slowly deepen the pink in his ears. He had a funny, lanky walk that I’m sure was more pronounced because he had a couple beers in him. He was loud too. Every word, every gesture he made exuded a kind of silly confidence. I liked his brand of self-awareness. It didn’t hurt that he was adorable.

“Holy fuck it’s cold”, he said, grinning as if it wasn’t a complaint, rather an observation. It was fucking cold. My nose had reached the point where it felt numb. I liked how easy it was to talk to this guy. He didn’t seem like one for a deep intellectual conversation, but we were making eachother laugh constantly. I hoped he’d keep joking around while we were fucking. That would make it more fun. I became aware of his body being close to mine, and started to imagine what his body was going to feel like on mine.

A Birthday Present for my Girlfriend [MFF] [bit of BDSM later]

As Maria and I ascended the steps from the tube up to the train station, we surfaced into a bustling crowd. Before I could pull out my phone, I spotted Freya not ten paces away. She was lovely, even prettier than her photos and sporting the suitcase we had talked so much about.

“There she is,” I said. It was on, and all three of us smiled. (Maria as she reads this: I said that first!)

To briefly catch you up, Maria and I have been together for more than four years. We started dating a month into university, and at the time she was ‘straight’. I live abroad, so when I went home for Christmas we would quickly whip each other into a frenzy of sex-starvation. In discussing our fantasies, as you might guess, threesomes became a common theme. After a year or two together, we began to explore when we had time. We had had two threesomes before this story: the first was fun but we didn’t click much, and the second was incredible but could never happen again. One last thing is that I write in my spare time, so this may end up quite long and literary. Half the fun is in the context! The girls have encouraged me to write this, so I have to impress them too of course. I’ll put a line break below for readers who want to skip down to the sex.

[MF] The Dream

Prelude: I wrote this story for a friend several years back who was on her 5th year in the Peace Corps, and was living in a remote African village. She had not had any intimate contact in over three years, and was going absolutely crazy. She asked me if I could write a story about her, and I so that she could have some form of stimulation when she went to bed at night. This is the first story of about a dozen I wrote her. Let me know what you think!

**The Dream**

To my friend: While this dream is most likely to stay just that, I hope you enjoy this, and it gives you something to think about when you are alone.

> “There are those who look at things the way they are, and ask why… I dream of things that never were, and ask why not?” ~Robert Francis Kennedy

[MF] [MF] Two Dates, One Night

So this happened Monday night. I kinda feel like Marcia Brady here. I had managed to book myself an OKCupid date with a cute Latina named Maribel. I was pretty pleased with this, as we seemed to get along well online and I thought we had a good shot at hitting it off. And then I got some interest from another girl named Allison. She was quite desirable as well. She couldn’t do Sunday, I couldn’t do Tuesday, and waiting longer than that usually causes things to fizzle out. What the hell, I thought to myself, I’m gonna double-book and see if I can pull this off.

Now there’s a decent chance that a girl is going to flake when it comes to a date made off Tinder or OKCupid or whatever. No big deal. But come Monday, both my girls seemed up for it. I managed to schedule Maribel for 7 and Allison for 9, both at separate bars not too far from each other.

27 JAGed Pills Ch. 1 (part 1) [mF, mf, inc, ms, fat fetish, cons, hung]

27 JAGed Pills

by DiscipleN

Fans of the Venture Bros. cartoon believe that its world of super science and villains is merely parody of content dredged up from the previous century. Whereas, elderly geeks of the original shows and comics, think the modern world has everything they imagined, but hidden. They lurk the internet to find unthinkable energies in quantum physics, invincible nano-materials, and bizarre DNA splicings of humans or weirder species. Entangling these miracles, conspiracies abound. Yet, when brave souls browse for real super science and villains, they invariably end up reading porn. Fortunately there is a happy compromise, found in the apt and prodigious works by JAG27, master of exaggeration fetishes resulting from man perverting the natural way.

He did not write this story, nor endorses it, nor does his company have anything to do with it. I am happy to take responsibility for its homage. I thank him for the inspiration to write some really crazy shit.

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Chapter 1, part 1

I did puke, but the damn thing stayed inside of me. Arms wrapped around a porcelain rim, lungs breathing the stench of abdominal juices I had hurled until my gut was sore, I swore, no more. Let this alien, or whatever the fuck it was, have its prize.

[MF] The submissive girl in the hotel – continued

This is the continuation of a [previous
story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5evo0f/mf_the_submissive_girl_in_the_hotel/).
I now realize that a setup like this is not in your interest, and I am sorry
for the frustration – hopefully with blue balls or whatever girls have.

Please have a look at the previous story to find out how we met, and who we are.

Back in my hotel room I wasn’t really optimistic that she’d come. We only
exchanged a few words, and didn’t even touch. Nevertheless, I put on a nice
suit, checked my stash of condoms, closed the blinds, and fought my urge to
jack off to the memory of her. First I just waited, and after a few minutes I
distracted myself with some work. I figured either she comes within minutes, or
never at all. After my erection faded my clear mind was in charge again,
convincing me that my dirty thoughts were way too unrealistic.

It took her close to one hour to knock at my door. I almost didn’t hear her. I
put my laptop to the side, got up, and opened to door expecting to see anyone
BUT here. However, there she was. She was wearing a bathrobe and hotel slippers
and just looked into my eyes for a split second before lowering her head,
rushing inside as soon as I stepped out of the way.

Summers can be hot. But, one summer it ignited a spark with an old friend. [MF]

Hope everyone is having a good weekend! I can’t sleep worth a fuck and since my last story got a good number of votes, I wanted to share again. This happened when I was 18 and it’s definitely one of my hotter experiences.

Like I’ve said in past stories, I was kind of a late bloomer. I had the sexual appetite that most teenage boys have, but my confidence seemed inexistent. Sure I had plenty of friends that were girls, but I got the vibe they just looked at me as a brother. Even after losing my virginity at 16, I still had zero confidence. I don’t know why, but it just didn’t spark. I finally did get enough courage to ask out a girl who I would date for over a year. We had a lot of fun and the sex was great. I think this is what helped me become more comfortable later on with talking to women, well the ones I found attractive. So, once I graduated high school and my relationship ended within the month following, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t heartbroken. After a year of being exclusive to one person, you would be too. Looking back I believe it was one of the better things I’ve done, but at that time I felt like I truly loved her. Anyway, this isn’t about her. It’s about one of childhood friends.

How I seduced the neighbor while babysitting [MF] (Part 4)

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5cqxtm/how_i_seduced_the_neighbor_while_babysitting_mf/)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5czjjt/how_i_seduced_the_neighbor_while_babysitting_mf/)
[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5d75ty/how_i_seduced_the_neighbor_while_babysitting_mf/)

If you haven’t read the previous [part](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5d75ty/how_i_seduced_the_neighbor_while_babysitting_mf/), this entry probably won’t make sense.

*Thanks for your patience! I’ve been really busy with school, I haven’t had time to update the story. On the plus side, I was able to write in my hot prof’s class ;)*

I got a few messages requesting more detailed descriptions of myself and Jace. If you don’t care you can just scroll down past the line divider.

I’m 5’3. I have long dark red hair and hazel eyes. I’m a 32C.

Jace is approximately 6’3? He has black hair, it’s longer on the top but usually pushed back away from his face. He has very blue eyes. He’s got broad shoulders and he’s quite well-toned.

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The next morning, I woke up to a phone call from Michelle.

I mumbled some greeting and Michelle yelled in my ear, “I’m coming home tomorrow!” She explained that with one week left of the book tour, the team realized that most of her duties could be done from home, so they let her head home early.