[MFF] [MF] Summer Camp Part 6

(Links as usual, just [click here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8whh1v/group_summer_camp_part_5_take_2/?st=JJDOV2QO&sh=88855704) to get yourself back to the beginning)

That morning was rough. Between the poker night and showing off to everyone in that cabin who was the big dick, it sure as hell seemed like something would go down from that. But as I was getting dressed, I heard talk outside of the tent. I always wake up last, or pretend to sleep, so I leaned in closer without exposing myself to see it was Lindsay and two of the people in my campsite. I had to hear what they had to say, so I leaned in close.

Lindsay: “This is the campsite of A, correct?”

Friend 1: “Yes ma’am. He is still asleep, but we can wake him up.”

Lindsay: “No need. Someone just let him know that he needs to visit the boat launch after lunch.”

Friend 2: “Too late.”

Before I knew it, he had grabbed me by my t-shirt and yanked me onto the ground. I get up and punch him in the chest before putting my attention to Lindsay.

[FF] I was 18 my first time…

Lana was the first person I met who used a garter belt.

At least the first girl close to my own age.

Everyone else at school was so conservative and uptight. Good Catholic girls who stuck to the rules of the uniform–white hose, pleated plaid skirt, white blouse, gray jacket, and a matching plaid necktie. And probably prim, white cotton panties and bra beneath it all.

But the conservative Catholic thing never fit me. As a first generation Hispanic immigrant, that was more my mother’s thing.

I wasn’t exactly a bad girl. But I still never really fit in with the other girls–mostly white girls with money. It made sense that I would gravitate towards Lana. Like me, she didn’t come from money. She was getting financial aid and her parents were working hard to keep her at boarding school.

She wasn’t a bad girl, either. Wicked would be a better word for her. Or sneaky. Or sly.

Lana was the type of straight A, overachieving teacher’s pet that had the faculty wrapped around her finger. They all thought the world of her. It’s hard to imagine that they had any idea what she was really like away from the classroom and the student government meetings and the Honors clubs. Hell–I didn’t even have an idea. Not at first.

The Innocent Whore

Apologies for length and taking a while to get going in the beginning, I enjoy the setting parts of a story a lot, maybe too much. If you want to skip to the good parts, feel free to do so. Also, thinking of making multiple parts to this if there’s interest in what could happen. Ideas always welcomed as are PM’s.

Summer hit like a tidal wave of heat on our little farm town this year. It was like one week we were wearing sweatshirts to beat the brisk 50 degree weather Mother Nature imposed on us and the next even a tank top was too much. Heat wasn’t the issue, we’ve experienced heat down south before, but the suddenness of it make it especially brutal this year. Now, why am I telling you about the weather? Well, it’s simple really. In the comedic form of a Deadpool movie, this is the part where I make a metaphorical reference. Oh, what could heat possibly be referring to? Well, if you guessed a 5’2″, brown-haired, brown-eyed, beautiful country girl, please come collect your prize. She was 21 years old with perky B-cup breasts that fit her small frame [perfectly](https://i.imgur.com/st5Kz87.jpg); not egregiously popping off her chest but enough to still be noticed by any horny guy (or girl) walking by. Amanda was the kind of girl who never really flaunted her sexiness, despite knowing that she was clearly an attractive young woman.

My Possessive Girlfriend (MF, femdom, cum, handjob)

I used to have this possessive girlfriend, Ana. Now, I’m not a jealous person. at least not before I dated Ana. I think her craziness rubbed off on me and I only became jealous because she was so possessive.

we were on our way to my friend Ian’s party and I know something is wrong because she is too quiet and she seems happy. Ana, is never Quiet. I look over to her and smile but I accidently furrow my brow as I do and of course she picks up on it.

“what was that look for?”

“Nothing baby, no look.” I replied

“are you mad at me? Why are you confused, Turn around we shouldn’t even go to this party. I don’t want to watch you around all of those whores anyways.”

“those whores are my friends girlfriends and wives” letting myself get emotional.

Ana continued to fight with me until we parked outside of Ian’s house she was sitting as far away from me in the passenger’s seat would allow with her arms crossed alligator tears welling up in her eyes, but not yet escaping the eye lids.

[group] My friend and I had sex in the same room of a Love Hostel with two girls

At the end of the concert, my friend the drummer and I hanged out in the pub where we had played, our instruments could be picked up the next day, so that meant a fun night.

Two girls told us they had really enjoyed the show and they wanted a photo with us. We did a pair of selfies and my friend asked her if they wanted to have a drink with us and they said yes.

We talked and laughed and drank for about an hour and it was clear that one of the girls was flirting with my friend and the other one was paying attention to me. After a round of shots we left the pub and we went to a disco. There we had another round of shots and my friend asked his girl to dance and they left us alone. She was sitting next to me and we were suddenly very shy. I knew I wanted to kiss her. I looked at her to tell her a silly joke about the music and I couldn’t finish the sentence and I kissed her. It was very intense. We kissed for maybe 3 or 4 more minutes and our hands were touching our arms and hips…

The truth about my wife at her reunion[mf]

My wife went to her ten year reunion this year. It was an adventure. I now she wasn’t innocent in her early days. It became more obvious as the night went on.

We went in and she wore a tight dress and no panties, with a bra as any fit girl with big tits would at a ten year reunion. She wanted to look good. She also picked my suit so I looked good. She wanted to be sure she showed her old guys she married well. It wasn’t long that we were there when she ditched me in a cloud of men. This was actually the usual and I’m good making my own friends.

She was surrounded by her old group. She would check in with me as the night went on. As the group drank she would check in less, but I also got drunk and cared less. Some of this story is what I saw and some is her telling me.

I noticed her friends getting closer and more touchy as the drinks flowed in the old school gym that was the venue. As the drinks increased, so did the casual touching. I wasn’t worried as most of these guys were married or had GFs there.

Hooking up with a sailor while deployed. [MF]

On my third deployment there was a pretty cute group of female sailors. The girl I ended up with is named Constance and she was fucking cute. She wore glasses, had that short on one side bossy haircut, a little below her chin, pale skin, and a really sarcastic attitude. We got along when we would run into one another.

Fast forward about 2 months when we hit Pattaya Beach. Me and some friends find a hotel on the beach with a big pool. My buddy nods to look behind me. There she is with a big group of friends. Constance sees me and waves flashing her pretty smile. A few hours go by when they return asking how the water was telling us they were coming to join. This is the first time I saw her out of uniform and god damn, it hid a lot. She was in good shape. Nice legs. A tight stomach. Slim waist. Firm ass and a nice pair of C cups to top her off.

My wife and i just got back from an unexpected 3day swing trip with our bffs [ff] [mm] [group] [long]

Ok, just to preface this my wife and i have been friends with this couple for 11 years, and theres never been any type of flirting or anything leading up to this. So this was completely out of the blue, but all four of us are so elated to reach this level in our friendship, that its been such a truly awesome 3 days.

[M]y Work Wi[f]e

About a year ago, I finally sold out and started working an office job. It’s my first time in about 15 years in an office environment, having fended for myself on the consultancy and contracting vibe, but an opportunity came up that was worth giving up my freedom. I love and hate it, to be truthful.

The environment I work in is about twenty people, and it’s within the arts, and thus dominated by women. I have my own office, and just outside that is my admin girl. Not a secretary, not officially my assistant (L), but I’ve definitely co-opted her for my own use. The running joke in the office is that she’s my work wife, and I, her work husband. (L) came up with that terminology herself, which I was always just the teeniest bit uncomfortable with. The rest of the office has been using it was well. Stranger still, to me, is that she even introduced me to her actual husband as her work husband. I could tell by the look on his face he fucking hated it.

[group] Summer Camp Part 5 (take 2)

(For previous parts, [click here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8w7sgm/ff_summer_camp_part_4/?st=JJ9G9XAT&sh=5386dfe4) and they go all the way back to part 1.)

(Last time it was SD’s story, but this time it’s my perspective, along with some of Alexa and SD. And I apologize because this one will be longer than the previous posts.)

Bell had just told me what SD and Alexa did after breakfast, and I couldn’t believe it. SD confirmed everything at the lunch table, and it was still hard to believe. That’s when Alexa came over to our table and gave SD the evil eye, so maybe it did happen. Either way we were cutting up and laughing, and didn’t even notice how long time had passed, because lunch was already over and it was time for the next classes. Before we started cleaning up, Alexa stopped us.

Alexa: “Before you three go to class, I have something for you three. How would you like to participate in a poker game tonight?”

Bell: “Poker? As in with chips and everything?”

Alexa: “Yeah. Me and my bunkmates are bored at night, so we usually play poker. We are bored of playing each other, so how about it?”