[M]y Nerdy Girl[F]riend – Things Took a Turn (Part 9 of My Saga with Beth)

It’s taken me a while to get this next part written, in part because these memories were hard for me to relive. I think we all have episodes in our lives we’re not proud of, or that left us with mixed emotions. This was one of those times for me. If you haven’t caught up with the previous account, it’s [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/y3zgou/my_nerdy_girlfriend_taking_it_to_the_next_level/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf). And this is a long story, but if you’ve followed this so far, you’ll appreciate reading the details. This chapter starts off exactly where the last one ended.

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“Hey Girlfriend,” I said.

“Hey Boyfriend,” Beth replied. It was the happiest I’d felt in my life, and at that time I thought nothing would ever change that. I was high on the connection we felt with each other. It was new, it was special, it was exciting.

Stories for my Mom pt.2

Part 2

It wasn’t the next day, or even the following week, Lucy’s anticipation building as she wondered when they would finally be together. She continued to read the stories online, and the last one he had made for her, in each of them she substituted the names of the characters for her own and Nathans, becoming nervous the more time that went by. She thought about what she had decided to do, starting to doubt her resolve.

Was Nathan going to be disappointed? She was no longer young like his girlfriend; her body had changed as the years mounted. Would she see it in his face when he saw her naked, his desire diminishing when confronted with the fact that she was an older woman? Would he no longer desire her the same way as she knew she now desired him? She had always kept herself in for shape, but for the last week she had been working out harder than ever before, the punishing workouts helping her to relieve the anxiety building in her.

Watching our mate break in the new girl Megan. [MF]

Megan was pretty and petite. Very early 20s. Barely 5 foot tall, she had an incredible tight body. Fridays at work were casual and she would often wear gym leggings. You could see every curve on her lower body: two gym-tight cheeks and a lovely mound at the front.

When they learned she was single, some of the lads at work (me included) were desperate to see who could fuck her. She was only seconded to us for a couple of months: this added a further challenge. We got to work. After work drinks always had a flirty vibe. It wasn’t that unusual for colleagues to hook up or fool around a little. It was that kind of place. Good fun, no judgement.

I’ll be honest here, I took an early swing and had a big miss. We’d been out drinking for a good few hours and she was touching my arm a lot, flashing me the eyes and we’d spent a lot of time laughing. I leaned in for a kiss and received the last-minute head turn, allowing me to make only a cringe-worthy peck on her cheek. Someone obviously saw and the lads ribbed me for a few weeks. Gradually, a couple of the keener ones had tried and failed in much the same way I had and the inevitable rejection became something of a badge of honour. Megan seemed to be thriving off the attention.

I 32[m] had anal for the first time with my wife 31[f]

So the past year or so my wife and I have been exploring anal. I love to eat, play with her asshole. We got a starter 3 size plug set. I’d use the little and medium size a lot on her. She loves it. She goes crazy when I eat her ass and finger her ass while in doggy.

The other night after a full week of being away and a lot of sexual build up, we had some intimate sex. I had her positioned in doggy and did my normal eatting her ass and fingering her ass. She was extra relaxed with it and loving it. I got the medium size plug and plugged her and fucked in doggy. She told me she wanted bigger. I took out the plug and put a condom on one of our glass dildos and started to place it into her ass. She was going nuts with orgasms. At one point she was begging for my cock to go in her ass. Holy hell I thought! It’s gonna happen!

NNN 02 – Sign Up/Hunter (fiction, No Nut November, 22M)

*Sign Up/Hunting*
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I left with Becky feeling rather good about the whole *NNN* thing after hearing so many *offers* from all of Becky’s friends.

She even had them text HER their proposals as the offers got out of hand.

The best ‘offer’ was three of the seven girls *willing* to be my personal cook, maid, and cock sleeve of unprotected sex for up to six months with no fighting between the three WHO I use. It was a pure free for all.

Not to toot my own horn but it was nice to feel *wanted* after living like a hermit for the last year since I bought my house.

As we left Becky smiled at me, “Told you I had a reason.”

I smiled feeling better about everything, “Thanks sis. Don’t know what I’d do without ya.”

Becky smirked, “Let’s get to Muschi and get you registered for the NNN challenge and see if you’re *still* thanking me.”

*Huh*

I looked at her confused but shrugged at the implication that I obviously missed as I sat in silence still reeling from what had just transpired.

A Species’ Survival Chapter 02

LEGAL DECLARATION:

This is a work of fiction written solely to entertain.

All characters in sexual situations are eighteen years or older.

The situations described in this story are for the sole purpose of entertaining the reader. Events and characters in the story are completely fictional and any resemblance to real world persons or events are purely coincidental.

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STORY:

The next few months passed by normally for the group. Anthony and Liz came out to the group that they were dating. James was so overjoyed at the development that he even made a couple of jokes at Marge about being the only person in the group who was still single. Anthony found the jokes to be in bad taste, so he made efforts to make sure that he and Liz didn’t rub their euphoria in Marge’s face.

Surprise in the morning [MF]

*Sequel to “Partying turning into fucking at a girls place”*

*All characters over 18*

The smell of fresh blueberry pancakes wakes me up from my dreams. I try stretching my body, as I realize my company from yesterday at the pub still lays besides me! Me moving gets her attention, she cuddles onto me, giving me a soft kiss on the cheek.

“Did you make pancakes?”, she asks me tired. Before answering, she realizes I still lay beneath her leg, nude and just woken up. Her eyes get wide!

“Oh no… my roommate is already home, she said she would come home at 11 a.m.! She doesn’t expect me to have a guest over!” She jumps up, throws on a morning robe and signs me to stand up.

“Just go into the bathroom, while I go to her in the kitchen. She can’t see you if we do it like that. Put on your clothes and follow your nose to us. I will handle her in the meantime, explaining why you are here. Shall I tell her your name?”

“OK, sounds like a Plan. Yeah, tell her I’m John. Nothing to make a mystery out of!”

How I started hooking up with [M]y manager [F]

Years ago, I worked at a department store. My manager (technically an assistant manager) was this girl named Stacey. We’d flirt pretty much daily, not because we were especially attracted to each other but because it helped fill our shifts.

For reference, Stacey is pretty close to your classic punk rock chick. Short, pink hair, lots of piercings & tattoos. Almost my height, but very petite; she had this tiny waist and toned stomach that used to drive me crazy.

Stacey had a girlfriend, but would drop hints all the time that she’d be open to straying. We’d be killing time at the end of a shift and she’d ask something like, “Would you cheat, if it was guaranteed you wouldn’t get caught?” She wasn’t blatant about it, but she wasn’t especially vague either.

One night, before close, I told her I had a date. It seemed to flip a switch inside her. “You should come over, when it’s done. Tell me about it.” We’d only ever hung out twice outside of work, and that was with other people around. But I agreed. And at the end of a ho-hum first date, I ended up at her place.

I [M] Gangbanged my brothers Girlfriend [F]

One night me and my buddies were drinking at my place and my brother has his bitchy gf over, he came down to have a few beers with us and left her upstairs and she got all pissed off, I guess they went out for drinks before and she just wanted him to herself but that wasn’t gonna happen Saturday’s for the boys….

So we’re drinking and my brother ends up crashing early, she comes down and starts bitching at me like I was him saying how she wants some attention and I better get upstairs,

And I tell her to relax and come sit with the boys, She flips me off and throws a tantrum and heads up stairs

10 minutes later she comes down with her tits out and says if I don’t fuck her I better let one of my buddies,

I said let’s see how good you are multitasking and put her to work,

My brother was K.Oed and didn’t wake up, He missed out, Were prolly gonna scrap after he hears this one

The one I loved back then [Hotwife] [MF]

My girlfriend wrote this for me after I told her about my hotwife fantasy. Feel free to reach out if you have any real life experience!

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They pulled into the gas station a little past eight, just after the sun had gone down. It was a vintage convertible corvette, restored, with a beautiful fire engine red finish. She sat in the passenger seat in a little black dress, her makeup fresh, ready for the night of dancing they had planned. She had curled her hair and shaved, and she had gotten her perfume just right this time. It was their first proper date night in a few months–work had just gotten so busy.

Nick walked into the store to pay for gas–the card reader was broken. As he walked in, he noticed the attendant staring at his car.

“Like her?” he asked.

The attended looked to be in his 40s, tall, well-built, brown hair cut short, with a defined jaw.

“I had one just like her,” he grinned, looking Nick in the eyes. “Boy she was fun to handle.”

Nick grinned back.

“Oh she’s a blast.”