Tag: Group

My highschool GF and our long-distance relationship in college [Group] [MDMA] [cheating]

This is the continuation of the story of an ex of mine…there’s more that went on before this but this is the particular part involving mdma. I also added a part about how I think about it now.

My gf I’d gotten together with in high school and I had been experimenting with an “open” relationship for a few weeks after I went to college. The deal was we could see other people but we had to share everything with each other. She was about to graduate high school and wanted to go to a festival that weekend. I guess a yearly music thing was coming through and this was the first year she could go.

Her friends all got tickets together and they had some artists they really wanted to see. She told me she didn’t know any of them so she was just going to kind of tag along. This was when “EDM” was starting to get popular though so when I looked at who the headliners were it was like Deadmau5 and/or Skrillex. Read more »

Overnight guests [Group]

I pushed the play button on my answering machine. It was Jeff, a guy I knew growing up. Now it was 1993, and we were both in our early twenties. I hadn’t talked to him in years, as we had gone to different high schools and lost touch with each other. But when he heard I lived in Chicago he tracked me down and gave me a call. So I called him back.

“Hey man, I’m in Chicago for a few days of training,” Jeff said, “But I’m free Friday night. Maybe we could get together.”

“Yeah, that sounds great,” I replied, “it’d be fun to catch up.”

“Can I crash at your place Friday night?”

“Sure, no problem. I’ve got a pullout couch.”

We agreed to meet at a pizza place, chatted a little longer, and hung up.

On Friday night I went to the pizza place with Sylvia, my girlfriend at the time, and we met up with Jeff. He brought along a woman named Cassie. They had met at the training program a few days earlier. Read more »

[M]y [f]irst and only woman from Latin America. Also my first time in a position of dominance. Rough sex. [Long]

Growing up I was thin to the point of scrawny, had long hair, and was a bit effeminate in my nature. I liked the image of the hippy, and made this a part of my identity throughout college. After I graduated I started going bald at a young age and had to buzz my hair very short so that my receding hair line was not as visible. I was quite the pot head, and loved eating, so at this time I started to get thicker. Mind you, I love doing calisthenics and yoga, so I don’t mean fat, I just started filling out as I got older. People started to see me differently at this time (late twenties), as I wasn’t obviously a hippy anymore. I was dressing more professionally for work, growing my facial hair etc. These changes took some time to adjust to and I went through over a year dry spell romantically as I adjusted to a new image of myself. I was still moderately attractive, I just felt insecure about my hair loss at that time. Read more »

The Time I [F] got Fucked Hard, in Front of my Roommate [Cheating]

This is a true story. For confidentiality, I have omitted the names of locations, and changed the names of people involved.

BACKGROUND:

Halfway through my undergraduate degree, I decided to go overseas for a year of academic exchange, to experience a new culture and environment. I was excited to meet new people, and create new experiences while venturing outside of my comfort zone. At the time of this story, I was about 20 years old and I had been dating my boyfriend Jacob for 2 years. Overall, Jacob and I we had a very healthy relationship and were very happy with one another. Sexual compatibility was our one pitfall at times. I am a very horny and sexually explorative person, whereas, Jacob enjoys sex, but he doesn’t need it on a regular basis (After a week without sex, I’ll usually get sexually frustrated. Whereas, Jacob can easily go two weeks without any sexual contact).

I chose the school location of my academic exchange based on the environment and culture, rather than its academic prestige. In my home country, I was a relentless student who worked hard to maintain a high grade-point average (GPA), so that I could later attend graduate school once I finished my undergrad. The exchange program would allow me to “take a break” for 8 months and enjoy myself, more, as the exchange grades would only appear as “Pass” or “Fail” on my university transcripts. Read more »

Waking up to something completely different [MF]

It was a rainy Wednesday afternoon, I came back from school with all my energy drained, so I fell face down on the couch and passed out for an hour. Then I started browsing Reddit, but I still felt kind of alone. With no hesitation, I reached for my phone to dial one of my friends to play Super Smash on the Wii. Right when I was about to tap on my contacts, my girlfriend called me. I answered it with my 300ms reaction time and we had a little conversation about how the day was going, she then proceeded to ask me if I wanted to hang out downtown. Even though it was pouring outside, I still said yes. I later convinced my friend to come with me, and we quickly hopped onto the bus heading to the GO train station. Read more »

I Put That Dick in Yo Face (or fucking my wife at a meme’s concert) [MF][public]

Originally posted here: http://relationshipgoalsxxx.com/i-put-that-dick-in-yo-face/

I’m not sure exactly how I was exposed to the “music” of Miami-based rapper Stitches, but I was immediately hooked. His style was rough and throaty, with lyrical themes almost exclusively dealing with his day job—a cocaine dealer. His raps bragged of a personal friendship with famed Mexican drug kingpin El Chapo, paying off TSA agents to help him move his wares through the sky, and his desire to impregnate Miley Cyrus. When I heard that he’d be appearing in town, I absolutely had to go.

For those unfamiliar: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XtW6HW8jO_U

While willing to join me on this excursion of the absurd, my wife Laura added the stipulation that we could go, but we were absolutely not paying for tickets (a deal we’d made earlier in the year at an equally ridiculous Insane Clown Posse concert, where even we weren’t depraved enough to fool around at). The show’s promoter had owed me a favor, so I was able to score a couple of spots on the guest list, and off we went. Read more »

Sketchy Club Sex [MF][drugs][awkward]

This is my first submission here. I typically post on /r/gonewildstories, though this story takes enough creative license that I’m not comfortable posting there. Turn back now if you’re weird about drug use.

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Every Thursday, my group of friends travelled across the river to a punk rock club known for hosting a fashionable 80’s night. The popularity of this space was baffling. It had originally been a Polish gentlemen’s club in a neighborhood that once housed blue collar steel workers. Today the neighborhood is an upscale gentrified playground catering to Google and Uber employees, but things were dramatically different in the early 2000’s, when it was the epicenter of the city’s heroin, prostitution, and mugging problems.

Somehow, the neighborhood’s reputation did nothing to detract hundreds of people from showing up each week, and the crowd couldn’t have been more diverse. Punks with liberty spikes would be mingling in one corner next to a group of frat bros. Local dealers would attempt to peddle their wares to finance majors. The odor of train-hopping crusties would blend with the smell of cigarette smoke and cheap perfume from a bachelorette party. The music was fun, the drinks were cheap, and it wasn’t too hard to avoid going home alone. Read more »

An Old Friend [MF] [Some Feet]

I had to admit, my old friend Kelly was looking good. She had had an enormous crush on me when we were growing up, but had been a bit homely looking and VERY obsessive. If only I had known how hot she would turn out. I tried to avoid staring across the table at her as we had drinks and dinner with a group of friends. We had all decided to meet and catch up and although I did my best to just engage in conversation and keep my eyes to myself, I just couldn’t help stealing glances at her features. Her raven hair kept flowing beautifully over her shoulders each time she turned her head or tossed it to laugh. At one point I made a joke and she looked right at me giggling, her soft pink lips making for a stunning smile. I even dared the occasional look at her round, perfect sized tits. Her black tank top showed off the pale flesh of her cleavage wonderfully. I was sneaking one of these looks when she turned her head to look at me. I quickly looked up and her deep brown eyes locked with mine. I tried my damnedest not to blush, hoping I had looked up in time. I smiled unsurely and she blessed me with a smile in return then resumed in the conversation. Read more »

Repressed – Part two [MF] [Cheating] [Oral] [Creampie]

She looked down and realized that she had absentmindedly​ finished her second drink in less than 45 minutes, and was feeling her face grow warm.  In the heat of the moment she could feel her crotch moisten, and her chest flush as red as her face.  The bartender was already pouring her another, she must have asked for one without even thinking, and she thought with a smile, “Some Uber driver is going to have to deal with me tonight.” She realized that Mr. Blue eyes had made his way from the pool tables to the bar and was standing almost right next to her.  “Hey, can I get a bucket of bud light and a bottle of vodka and red bull for our table?” He almost yelled at the bartender.  The bartender started putting his order together and he looked down at her with a wink.  As their eyes met she took a sip of her drink and looked away nervously, giggling slightly.  He laughed and asked, “What’s so funny?” Never taking his eyes off of her.  “It’s just, I mean, that’s a lot for one person,” she said while still nervously laughing.  He just shook his head and held out his hand, “I’m David, and your more than welcome to help me out if you think it’s​ too much for me to handle.  Normally I’m the one that’s too much to handle!” He said with a confident chuckle.  She took his hand and felt that spark she had been missing for so long, “Well I’m Eve and I’d be more than happy to help you out, just as long as you can handle all of this!” She said while shimmying in her seat.  “I’ll do my best” he laughed as he guided her out of her seat and over towards the pool tables. Read more »