[MF] My First Time

This is an honest telling of my first time, with all of the quirks and less-than-fantasy details. It is told from my memory of how I was thinking while it happened. I have tried to capture the awkwardness and the innocence as I remember it. For the record, we were both seniors in university… 21 years old.

Janelle was an art major, and I was an electrical engineering major. We were a good contrasting pair. Both of us had never had a serious relationship before. She was from Canada, a child of Dutch immigrants. I was from Arizona, with no strong heritage except suburban American desert life. Janelle was an artist through and through. She wore round leather shoes, argyle socks, plaid pants, rugby shirts, and homemade scarves and hats.

She came from a family five sisters. All were platinum blonde, tall and very European looking, except for her. She was beautiful in a quiet, unassuming, organic way. Her hair was brown, her eyes were brown, she was medium height, with wide womanly hips and a slight pook in her belly. Her face was kind and sweet, with wrinkles of good humor creased into the corners of her eyes.

The Questgiver [M] [GRP]

Inspired by [this post](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/6bwc4u/wp_you_go_about_your_day_as_normal_but_notice_a/dhq1ojq/) in r/WritingPrompts

 

I started the first day of my new life the way I always did. I had my morning coffee, my morning wank, my morning shower. The drive to work was *okay*, except I kept feeling like I should’ve tried for a second wank. That’s Mondays for you.

The guard at the office opened the door for me. She always did that, but this time she smiled.

“Can I help you with anything?” she asked.

“I don’t think so,” I said, and tried not to finish the sentence with *Cupcake.* In my defense she did look like a cupcake, with a
sprinkling of freckles and a rather soggy bottom.

“I mean, really,” she said. “Anything I can do for you? Anything you want?”

I bit my tongue. There were many things she could do for me. But this was no way to behave in a professional setting. She kept
pestering me, though.

“Look, why don’t you just go and pick up my dry-cleaning?” I said.

If only I’d known.

 

Everyone at work was giving me funny looks.

Dinner and Finger Cuffs [MF],[MFM]

Continuation of Work Release : https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6bttmr/work_release_mf/?st=j2v9ytpr&sh=2e0cf820

Katie and I fucked a lot that week. We fucked at the office, we fucked in the back of her Kia Rondo, we fucked at my place over lunch. We fucked horizontally, we fucked vertically. We fucked each others brains out. And at the end of each session, she would text her husband that she had just gotten fucked. And then she would go home and make love to her husband and tell me about how gentle and considerate of a lover he was to her the next morning as I was bottoming out in her cunt. This was working for me. This was working for her. This was working for Bob.

Friday was a fuck free day. We had to get a rate filing into the state so we worked on our finishing touches. At 3:30, she was wrapping up and headed to the bathroom. By 3:45 I had submitted a 724 page document to the state for review and I figured we deserved a break. She had gotten back walking with the slightest of wobble and had her hands on her back. I liked this look on her as her breasts were subtly more prominent and her hips pronounced. Woman is what that stance proclaimed.

[MF] Lauren and I – the best that I let get away

Lauren – this is a long story about Lauren. I sort of started this to just get the story off my chest, but it got away from me, sorry! But look for the ***** for the sexy part if that’s all you’re after ?

I had a reunion of sorts of an old call centre I used to work at.

For some background, I had had a bit of a falling out when I left but there were a ton of people that I knew there, mainly because at the time I left the call centre (as was the case for a lot of these people) was the time ‘management’ came down hard on the socialising, and ‘relaxed’ attitude of the staff. These days to hear about it, it’s all about sales targets and stress levels through the roof. I did my time, I got a bigger and better paid gig and got out, quick.

I [F] 19 participated in nude scenes [video]

My first experience in a nude scene was when I was totally nude with four other girls. Were were shot from our backs and it was a group of men who looked at us. Like some sort of an evaluation and talking about different things.

Actually, we weren’t totally nude. We were wearing heels. And due to a script, we’ve covered our bodies with oil. Of course, there were showers to wash our bodies after that.

It took about seven shots (!) to do that scene.
The next scene was a bed scene. It begin with a guy who’s massaging me with one of his hands. He used his other hand for his phone and he was talking.

So, what do you think about that?

Work Release [MF]

Life has gotten interesting again to me over the past year or so. I’ve enjoyed reading enough things from Gone Wild Stories that I want to share some of my experiences. Names have been changed to protect the guilty as hell. A lot of set up and not a whole lot of sex for the first couple thousand words.

Last April

“Want to grab lunch” Katie asked as we were finishing up a segment of the risk analysis of a variety of pricing configurations for Exchange health insurance policies. Pricing analysis was our baby and our hell. We had been working on this together since 2013 when I was in a different department and noticed that the product profile that we offered was a really dumb offering. I brought that issue up with my boss, and she brought it up with the individual market group.

Somehow I was transferred within two weeks of me opening my mouth. Katie had just started at the company. They had hired her because she was smart even as the bosses did not know how they wanted to use her. We were locked into a little side office for the next eight months until the 2014 policy year started.

A Train Ride with Stacy [MF] [public]

Two weeks had passed since the first time I fucked Stacy. She and I had been spending a lot of time together. Being in the same major and having the same general friend group meant I saw Stacy all the time. We were dying to get our hands on each other again. It was almost time for the fall semester finals to begin, and Stacy had made plans for one of our days off. She had bought tickets to go see a play in New York City with one of her sorority sisters. Unfortunately, her sister had to drop out because she had way too much studying to do. Fortunately for me, I was apparently next in line.

The Taking of Sarah [MF]

First of a series relating “opportunities” as I have traveled…..

The Taking of Sarah

The first time I noticed her was at a party for her 42nd birthday. The ladies at the local library were having a party for Sarah behind the check-out desk, complete with balloons, a big “Happy Birthday” sign, cake and punch.

This was my third trip to the library in this town of 22,000 people, having taken a contract job in a large nearby city. I much prefer small town living, and still only had a 25 minute commute to work.

I design and set up offices for sports medicine and physical therapy offices, my “experience” being I played linebacker at a major college football program, but tore a knee my senior year. So much for the pros. However, I did continue to work out, keeping my 6’6”, 285 pound body in shape.

I also read – a lot. Primarily spy and intrigue novels, especially when the good guys are going after the bad German Nazi’s or the old U.S.S.R. KGB. So getting a local library card was a priority.

[group] my wife just told me she was drugged and gang banged at a frat and it turns me on

My wife and I have been together 6 years and married two. We have always had a pretty adventurous and open sex life.

We watch a lot of porn together and we always watch really Brutal double penetration gangbang “forced” porn. This is really what SHE is into and what makes her cum everytime. ( I’m more into other things but I enjoy these as well)

Well we were out to see a concert last night on a college campus and we have several drinks. We were both pretty tipsy when we left the show and we were heading to a bar to have a drink before we called an uber to our hotel. She mentioned wanting to go to a very seedy bar. As we walked by one I stated that it looks “pretty rapey” and she said “already done that once”

FOLLOW UP – I [F] gave my “friend’s” boyfriend [M] a handjob on an airplane.

For those of you who haven’t read the first the first part of the story, here is the link:

I [F] gave my "friend’s" boyfriend [M] a handjob on an airplane. from gonewildstories

So after the whole flight handjob ordeal, we landed in the Dominican Republic (DR) very early in the morning (close to 3am). It was still dark outside. Upon our arrival at the resort, we all found our respective rooms (which we’re all in the same hallway) and crashed/slept until about 11am. We then got ourselves together and all met up for breakfast.

DAY 1: