[MF] My old sleepaway camp girlfriend might’ve grown up to become a sizequeen

I had an old sleepaway camp friend who I “dated”. Nothing happened of course at the time.

But we kept in touch for years and I finally planned a trip to see her again during the winter break of my freshman year of college. I’d been 18 for a few months and she was just turning 18 at the time.

I remember arriving at the airport, literally sick from the stress of finals week, and nervous out of my mind to see her. She and her mom were waiting for me near the airport exit, and while I certainly recognized her, my awkward 18 year old was not prepared for the sight in front of me. Her boobs had grown to an extremely large size, dominating her figure even though the sweater she was wearing, like twin balloons stuffed underneath. They pressed against my chest as we hugged.

It was clear she took after her mom that way, and I shared an awkward moment with the older woman when I glanced at her chest and she quickly adjusted her top to minimize the cleavage. She didn’t seem to mind. She actually thanked me for visiting – apparently her daughter was very shy, very timid, still very much a shut-in, and her mom was grateful that I could “get her out of the house”.

[FM] Lyft driving slut treats her Uber driving friend to a blowjob

As a Lyft driver in the Seattle area you have to find the right places to hang out to get riders. One of my favorite places, since riders can now get rides from the SEA-TAC airport parking garage, is a Subway parking lot near by the car rental facility. I’ll usually stop in the Subway, grab my 6 inch turkey on wheat and wait for an opportunity to accept a rider. I’ve noticed too that’s where a few other Uber and Lyft drivers hang out as well as it’s close to the airport and also picking up people from the car rental facility who locally rented a car.

I’ve gotten to know a couple of the other drivers and in particular a young black guy who’s father lets him borrow his Chevy Tahoe to give rides as an Uber Black driver. Over the weeks I’ve seen Marcus many different times and we’ve also taken time off to enjoy sitting and chatting at the Subway about this and that. Eventually with me the topic of sex always comes up and in this case I was asking Marcus if he had a girlfriend. He told me he didn’t as he was working so much trying to build up money to buy his own limo and even look at starting a car services of his own.

[MF] College Fling [long]

I’m in inspired by other lurkers who are posting older, favorite memories. So here’s mine. (M) I’m resubmitting this because my throwaway account was too new yesterday. Hope it sticks today.

This has a long build-up, which is part of what made it so explosive. So forgive me, and skip ahead if you’re short on time. This happened many years ago. I was a senior in college. I don’t want to say the exact year, but Bill Clinton was president. So, it’s been a while. I’m sure we all have those certain memories that will never fade, and this is one of my tops. A little about me. I’m 6’ 5”. At the time, I was not very athletic, but very active and on the thin side. I had come out of an almost two-year relationship about six months earlier. It wasn’t a dramatic break-up; we just fizzled out when we both realized we were too different. Since that time, I had not been dating much. Finishing my degree, worrying about my after-college future, enjoying a little time with other guys in the last days of undergrad life – these all added up to keep me celibate for at least six months. I didn’t want another serious relationship, but I sure did miss the physical parts. I was really starting to feel that need.

Behind the rest stop bathroom… [mf] [BDSM] [oral]

I’ve always been a good girl. Even buzzed, I’m careful to behave. Years of being an only daughter raised in a strict religious household have ingrained it in me. And maybe it was that lack of structure, of authority, when I drifted free in my twenties that led me to this unprecedented situation.

It’s dark. It’s late. My ass is sore, because I’ve been sitting in a car for four days. And at night, there’s always his hand to leave it red in a new hotel room. It’s going on eighteen hours of sleeplessness and driving has become dangerous. That’s why we stopped at this rest stop, eighteen-wheelers lined up along the front, the truckers asleep or otherwise occupied inside because it’s three AM on a hot summer night. I can barely keep my eyes open under the trees, and next to me, a tall man is holding me up while we sit on an uncomfortable picnic bench.

“You said you would,” he says.

So tired. My head swims trying to find an excuse. Knowing he doesn’t tolerate hearing no. “That was hours ago. It’s not private here. There might be snakes in the grass…” Desperate, I throw them all out.

[MF] Losing our virginities together

So, this girl Ruby and I had been dating for about 18 months by the time this story takes place. She came from a religious, happy-clappy church-going family and was just as inexperienced as I was. We’d messed around a bit before, feeling each other up under clothes and that kinda stuff. She’d even stayed over at my place a few times before.

A bit about us: I was/am a 6ft 4in guy with a skinny frame and dark brown hair, and she was the same except only 5ft 10in. We were both kinda nerdy, could talk way into the night about horror movies or sci-fi or whatever.

Anyway, 18 months had passed before one day, while visiting my family, she whispered in my ear the words every guy wants to hear.

“I want to do *it* with you,” she said with a blush. Needless to say, I (and she, to be fair) was pretty ecstatic at the idea of us losing virginities to each other.

Cue a few weekends later, when we arranged our time. We were going to her best friend Angelica’s birthday dinner on the friday evening, along with her boyfriend at the time, and her friend-with-the-car Steven. Ruby would stay over with Angelica that evening, movie night or something, then come over to mine Saturday afternoon to sleep over.

[F] Wild Nights

So university was a wild time for a dirty bitch like me. I enjoyed pleasuring many men and women over the 3 years. I even had two or three men on call on my phone for those nights when I felt alone and wanted a booty call. On one such night I was so horny before going on a Saturday night out with the girls, that I decided to contact one of my men. My wet pussy was gagging to be fucked. His place was on the way to the club so after getting ready off I went. I couldn’t wait. I knew he had a girlfriend back at home, but he had such a big cock I couldn’t help myself. He answers the door and we get straight into it, he lifts up my skirt and just sucks my pussy. I then start to pleasure him and we haven’t even made it up the stairs. After 10 minutes and an amazing orgasm we move upstairs. After a good 45 minute session of multiple orgasms, I leave him all broken on the bed and run off on my night out. So 5 hrs later on the way back home with the girls, I’m still feeling horny and very drunk, I then see his housemate outside his house, well let’s say one thing lead to another and I couldn’t help myself. We run into the house and just start fucking on the kitchen table, my wet pussy juices going everywhere. My normal booty call returns and just walks into the kitchen and stares at me, smiles and drags another girl up to his bedroom.
Two men in one night, felt great, in charge of my own body doing what I wanted. Life is way too short.

Late 40’s [F] and the college boy [M]: A first for both of us Pt. 2

Thanks for all the positive notes on my first post–really glad everyone liked it. I’ll definitely get to the PMs soon. That post is [here](gonewildstories/comments/598ol8/late_40s_f_and_the_college_boy_m_a_first_for_both).

I actually was about halfway through writing about getting my a previous gf off under the covers with her dad in the room (and how she paid me back w/ a quickie just as he walked out), but really do appreciate the asks for me to finish telling about my first night with Kim–so I’m sharing that instead.

As a refresher, I was a tall, gawky kid growing up, with glasses and an overbite. Then I wrestled throughout high school, got contacts, and dental work fixed my alignment to where I’m actually a pretty good looking guy (I’m told I look like the senior in Sixteen Candles), but I still have the perception of myself as a gawky kid with glasses and can still be somewhat shy until engaged and alternate between overconfidence and no confidence.

Blow & Go [F]rom [M]y Mistress

Story starts next in the paragraph. This is all background information. I’m married. My girlfriend knows that. She lives too far away to hook up regularly and my wife doesn’t want any details or anyone coming over. So, we text a lot. We only got to mess around 4 times before calling it quits; the first and last times were fun but don’t make for an interesting story. First time, I go to her house, go down on her, she cums, goes down on me, I cum, leave, blah, blah, blah. The last time, I go to her old place to help her load up some stuff in her car and she sucks me off as a thank you. Wonderful, knowledgeable blowjob, but not much of a story. Anyway, the other 2 I just need to put the story out there, especially the second one!

The first thing to know is that she is a kinky girl. I’m in a very vanilla relationship at home and she is anything but vanilla! She accepted that my interests are much more tame than her’s and we would often text about the kinky stuff she was into. I loved talking to her about these fantasies but wouldn’t act them out myself. She would, however, find some other boy to go play with and have him do all the fucked up things I would say to her in our messages, then she’d text me back the details and sometimes send pics.

[FM] Partying With Jane [Oral] [Anal]

After reading a story in this sub recently that featured shotgunning beers, it jogged my memory of an encounter that I had ten years or so ago.

Jane and I grew up in the same town together, attending all of the same schools and graduating in the same class. We had always been friendly, and had a chemistry that I’m not sure either of us knew how to act on. Admittedly, she was no ten. In fact, she was probably closer to a five. She was around five feet tall and was on the bigger end of curvy. She had a decent set of DD tits though, with a big butt to much.

A couple years after graduation we found ourselves at the same small party, which more or less consisted of ten people hanging out and playing drinking games. We immediately gravitated toward each other, partnering up in beer pong and more or less never being outside of an arm’s reach of each other. As the night wore on people started to leave, with the two couples that lived in the apartment heading to their rooms to screw and go to bed.

[MF] a week of spanking and sex: Sunday (pics)

Angela: five-six, about 150 pounds, around 30 years old. Long brown hair, dark brown eyes. Soft all over. Her breasts are probably a C or D cup, but I don’t remember exactly. She has children, and when she’s naked she’s completely unselfconscious about the changes that having children made to her body. I think she’s gorgeous and sexy. Oh, and she’s a squirter, too. Every single time.

Me: Six feet tall, about 290 when this occurred, mid-30s, brown hair, blue eyes. My hands are pretty large. That’s about all you need to know.

[Tuesday](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/58jemg/mf_a_week_of_spanking_and_sex_tuesday_pic/) | [Wednesday and Thursday] (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/58ptvi/mf_a_week_of_spanking_and_sex_wednesday_and/) | [Friday](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/58ybt1/mf_a_week_of_spanking_and_sex_friday_pics/) | [Saturday](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5971wu/mf_a_week_of_spanking_and_sex_saturday_pics/)

I really wanted to have sex with Angela one more time, and had plans to do that when we got home, but Angela had other ideas.

“I want you to spank me until I safe-word, or until I’m crying too hard to say my safe-word.”

The sheer amount of trust in that statement is staggering, and given that I thought the week wasn’t going as well as it could have, I never thought she would ask for that. But she did, and all thoughts of sex exited my brain. I could have sex with other people, but not many of them would make that request.