[MF] I (M25) had sex with my friend (F25) the same day my girlfriend broke up with me

When I was in university I lived in a 4 room house which belonged to my parents, so I was in charge of it. I lived with two roommates and the spare room next to mine was for guests and sometimes I rented it for extra cash.

My friend Angelina had to be in my university town for a month because of an internship, so she asked if she could rent the guest room for that time, and I obviously said yes.

She was thick, had large boobs, a huge butt, hourglass shaped body and a pretty face. At that time I was in a relationship with Frida (I wrote a story about her).
Andrea moved in on a sunday. That exact same day Frida broke up with me for some stupid reason. So Angelina decided to make me company that afternoon. We bought some snacks, I had a few bottles of wine and we set the TV to watch some series.

[MF] The Saga of Sally (Part 10) – What Happened When Camping – FINALE

(Welcome to the Saga of Sally! This is the story of my relationship with a girl called Sally. This is **Part 10** and the final part! I recommend you start from the [start](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nt5ffn/mf_the_saga_of_sally_part_1_cumstained_jeans/) – each piece will link you to next part at the end. However if you don’t want to start from part 1 (you’re missing out!) this should make sense to a new reader.

A brief reminder what Sally looks like (there’s a reference photo in the first part): she’s a pocket rocket, thick, redhead woman, with an hourglass figure and the thickest ass this side of the Equator according to the Guinness Book of Records inside my head.)

This is the final part of the original saga.

After Christmas Sally and I gave up on all pretense of moving slowly. I could barely drag myself onto the plane and back to my home at the end of my trip. A couple of weeks later I had quit my job, packed up my things and was flying to New York to cram my life into Sally’s one bedroom apartment. It wasn’t the most mature choice – but we had spent 5 years apart and we felt like we deserved this. I was lucky enough to pick up a job in New York easily due to my credentials despite the world collapsing around us – remember this was now the Great Recession we were in. But we made it work. We were living together again. We were happy. Everything was great.

Getting Railed – Sex on a Train (29f) [FM]

There’s something inherently soothing about rail travel. Perhaps it’s the ever present thrum of motion, the gentle shudder of passing a join in the track, or possibly just the very notion that you’re being taken where you need to go without the possibility of deviation. It’s an opportunity to sit back and unwind, close eyes and drift off listening to a podcast awaiting delivery to destination…

Or, alternatively, if you’re feeling somewhat less romantically and generously inclined; it’s a usually overheated and tedious sweat-box of misery and inevitable delay that does nothing but make for an inherently boring and overlong journey to somewhere that, without fail, falls short of your ultimate destination.

I fall somewhere between these two mindsets. I’ve enjoyed/endured enough train travel in my life thus far to have experienced both ends of the spectrum. Which is precisely why, when given the opportunity, I leapt at the prospect of adding a little excitement to an otherwise tedious session on the tracks. A rare instance in which I could get railed on rails.

Naughty Bridal Party part 03

Malena smiled inwardly as she recalled the strip club gang bang. Once she had accepted the fact that it was going to happen, she had really gotten into it. Her rationalization, that she wasn’t married yet, had polished off any rough edges. Cock after cock had plundered her hot fuckholes, and she reveled in the wantonness as thick loads of hot spunk were blasted into every hole she had. And the fact that she got to watch her girlfriends in action, all of them getting fucked in many combinations, over and over, had just added fuel to her sizzling lust.

She had to stifle a giggle as she recalled that Sunday, god, her pussy and her ass-hole were still rubbed red and raw, throbbing, she wondered just how many cocks had blown their loads inside her. As much as her well used body was feeling the after effects, she had seen Audrey moving very gingerly that Sunday, god, a gang bang anal deflowering, what a way to get that cherry plucked. Audrey’s asshole must have been smarting like hell.

My [M] wife’s [F] friends [FF] used polyamory books to convince her to have sex with us on the same bed.

They’ve been friends with my wife since college. So they had seniority over me, I could feel that when we first met, when my wife was still my girlfriend. We actually didn’t get along all that well in the beginning. I guess they thought I was a little brutish for their friend. They both gave off man hating feminist vibes at the beginning. But fortunately I never really needed to defend myself. I always treated my wife great, any time they said something out of line she was quick to spout something back at them. It actually put a dent in their friendship at the beginning. My wife has always been bisexual but she mostly stuck to woman in her late teens, early twenties. I was the first man she’d ever had a long term relationship or had sex with. They never said it outright, but in those early days I think they felt some sort of betrayal.

High School Psychopath – Boyfriends Come and Boyfriends Go [mf][Manipulation][school]

Maria Novak is smart, she is hot, she is popular – she gets whatever or whoever she wants. Maria is the “It Girl” of Palmwood State High School. She is school captain, a straight A student, guaranteed a place at any university she chose and captain of the school soccer team.

Maria lives by the motto “whatever it takes”. For Maria this was not some vague underlying principle, it was her driving force. She doesn’t do anything without a purpose, a purpose that will benefit her. Maria has total lack of empathy for others. She will lie, cheat, manipulate, deceive – whatever it takes to get what she wants. She has no conscience, no feelings of guilt or remorse.

Maria Novak is an 18-year-old psychopath in a school uniform.

Everyone at Palmwood High loves Maria. Those that figured out what Maria really is, do not survive – teachers, councillors, students, principals – if you don’t love Maria, if you don’t do as Maria wants you won’t be at Palmwood High for long. You will either choose to leave in fear for your own safety and sanity or watch as your reputation and life is destroyed.

Best homecoming I ever had

After 8 months of being shot at in Ramadi, im finally home. My girlfriend “Dear Johnned” me two months into the rotation (I’m not bitter, YOU’RE bitter) so I really don’t have much going on now that I’m home except go to the handful of bars around base, the problem with that is that I can’t go to any of them without running into at least 12 people I went to highschool with. (I grew up in Tacoma and I ended up being stationed here after my first deployment)

I walk into my usual bar and run into the usual people, some from highschool, some from up on post.
I do my best to avoid eye contact as I walk to the bar.
“Jameson on the rocks, please” I say to the bartender
“Wow, you’ve really moved up from those wine coolers in my basement, hopefully you don’t throw up this time”
I look up and really take a close look at the bartender,
It’s Katelyn Hillbrook wearing a smirk. (she was one of my friends in middleschool, me and some other kids used to go drink in her basement.)

“How long are you gonna throw that one in my face?”
I ask with a grin.

[MF] hooking up with the cute girl from class behind her boyfriend’s back

When I was a freshmen in college, there was a program that offered certain classes to be taught in the rec room of our dorm. This was an ideal situation as students could crawl out of bed still in their pj’s five minutes before class. It was also a great way to meet other students in the same dorm. That’s how I met Kristin.

We were both in the same Greek Mythology 101 course in the dorm. She caught my eye instantly. She had on just a short pair of athletic shorts, a black push up bra, and a white tank top. Her legs were long and toned, her stomach flat, her cleavage unmissable. She had dark red hair done up in a long braid that went down her back. I smiled at her when she walked in, and she smiled back before taking a seat next to me.

We chatting a bit that first class, and it became routine for us to sit next to each other every class period after that. I didn’t see her around the dorms much besides class, but with 5 floors and several different wings, I guess it made sense that we wouldn’t cross paths.

[MF] Three Months Of Delivering Food For Extra Money Has Some Unexpected Perks (PART TWO)

Hello! Two weeks ago I posted a story on this sub, and people seemed to enjoy it, so I’m back as promised with an update.

[PART ONE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nlmox7/mf_three_months_of_delivering_food_for_extra/)

Okay, so where were we? Oh, right. I was stroking my cock in the shower following the hottest sexual adventure of my life. I came all over my shower, thinking of the way Selena looked with my cock in her mouth. I could still taste her pussy in my mouth. I wanted to be back there, at her house, with my head in between her soft thighs.

The following day, I sent her a text. I decided the moment I left the previous night that I wasn’t going to play “hard to get.” Nah, I ain’t got time for that. I wanted more of her, and I wanted her to know that.

“So last night…” I texted.

“…was pretty great.” she replied.

“And tonight?”

“…will be even better?”

Another [m]arvelous story [f]rom 1998-99

Looking though my profile, it appears that there is a staggering degree of upvotes for gonewildstories that occurred during my senior year of college 1998-99. One with 195 votes, the other hovering around 90. I know I’m shooting myself in the foot and now I’m going to see those storied downvoted to zero, but in case there is something ethereal about that era in my life, I focused my concentration on that year of college and I give you this gonewildstory:

Beyond being a senior with three years of college including one semester abroad in England, I think another reason for my sexual good fortune that year was due to the fact I lived alone. Every previous semester, including my study-abroad term, I had roommates. In fact, my freshman year and study abroad semester I actually shared a bedroom with another dude. So finally, I was living completely alone. I had my own bedroom. My own kitchen, den. I could come and go as I pleased and if I were lucky enough to bring a girl back with me, there was never any distractions from a roommate/suitemate or their respective guests. The funny thing is, as often as I hooked up senior year, there were quite a few rejections I’d experienced. It was a numbers game and I tried making a move on every girl I thought I had an opportunity with … every girl except one.