Shooting my shot poolside in Cabo [MF]

This is a continuation of the [poolside connections story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/w2tra9/making_connections_poolside_in_cabo_fm/?) posted earlier. Hated to split it up, but character limits are what they are.

After breakfast, a group of us headed out to do a little shopping ourselves. After a couple hours of that, I had my fill, and returned to the resort, decided to hit the pool again. When I got there, I saw Robin sitting in the shade wearing a black cover up over a black bikini. I walked over and asked if her husband was on his way down to join her.

‘Oh don’t even get me fucking started!’ she replied in disgust. ‘After a day of catching nothing by a sunburn and a hangover, he got a text this morning offering a second chance for half the charge. We had plans to lay by the pool today, but as you can see, I’m solo.’ I commented that at least the weather was a little cooler than the day before (granted, it was 86 or so, as opposed to low 90s, but every couple degrees helps).

‘I see you decided to go with one of your *other* suits.’

Making connections poolside in Cabo [FM]

This got really long, so I had to split it in two. Part two will have more “going wild”, but it was hard to get to that point without the background.

As I mentioned in the [last episode of my Cabo story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rwvxuo/a_continuation_of_my_beach_bar_hookup_in_cabo_fm/), after leaving McKenna at the harbor, I headed back to my hotel. It was a nice morning, so I decided to walk back and take in all that downtown Cabo had to offer. When I got back, the others in my room were still asleep, so I went to the gym to get a workout in. There were a couple others working out as well, including a good-looking brunette probably 10 years younger than me. We made some small talk, but I was not getting the vibes that would lead me to try pursuing something, so headed back to my room and showered.

[FM] Becoming his slut Part 1

I was 21 years old, I had just moved to a new city to do my Masters. I didn’t know too many people in my new college, but to be honest I was really looking forward to getting out of my comfort zone and making new friends.

Christian was a friend of two of my new housemates. He was about 6’7”, broad and jacked, and he was beautiful. He was a cocky asshole, who knew how hot he was and boasted constantly about how he had been this close to being a professional rugby player (although, googling his name in a rugby context since has led me to believe he was full of shit.)

I was kind of smitten with Christian the moment I met him. He was out of my league though. That’s not me being low self-esteem or anything, it’s just a statement of fact. My face was pretty enough, straight red hair, b cup tits, a reasonably in shape body over a big ass and thick thighs. I knew how to dress to accentuate my curves when I wanted to look good, and I got plenty of welcome attention from guys when I wanted it. But if I was a 7 or 8 in appearance then Christian was a 10 or 11. And he went for girls on his level; Tall, athletic girls with perfect faces on perfect bodies, and they went for him too.

Her First Blowjob [FMF]

Anne, the girl who would eventually become my wife, was at guy’s house. She was still pretty young. We had met, but we weren’t a couple yet. She was there with her best friend, one of the guys’ friend and the guy himself. Said guy still lived with his parents

Somehow the group decided to play strip poker. Then they realized that none of them knew how to play poker. They instead decided to cut the deck as pairs, the low card losing an item of clothing. The game moved quickly, which was the kind of the point.

The friend’s guest lost first and took off his pants. Anne’s best friend lost second and took off a sock. Anne was disappointed in her friend. Anne took of her shirt after her own loss, showing off a beautiful lacy bra. She’d just bought it and was excited to show it off.

Somehow it ended up with Anne facing off against the guest. The guest lost and was about to pull off his boxers when the parents came home. Everyone scrambled and ran out the back door.

We Had To Share a Shower at the Gym [F21/M28]

Sweat keeps me sane. Things might be tough now, but if I wasn’t working out, it would be ten times worse. This past week I’ve been a gym sad boy. I go to group fitness class and work harder than the instructor thinks I can. Then I stretch, get my shit, and leave.

My mom has been in the hospital this whole week and I feel like I’m on the verge of a nervous breakdown. I’ve read that single men in their late twenties don’t fare well in terms of mental health, but I’m so down all the time it’s hard to meet someone. I figure if I can get in better shape and up my confidence, I’ll have a shot. As for now, I’m in a vicious cycle.

I don’t know if you’ve ever been without physical touch for a long time, but it’s driving me crazy. Hugging my mom while she lies in a hospital bed is more for her than for me at this point. I want to feel a woman’s touch: to feel her soft curves press into me and hold on tight. I want to be desired. I also think desperation is the strongest cologne. So I keep my head down and mind my damn business. The only thing worse than being alone is being pitied.

Hotpast of a Uni Girl [F]

Bumped into a girl I hooked up with during Uni, and her current boyfriend and got me thinking about the hotpast treasure trove that guy is sitting on with her.

We lived together on the same floor at halls with around 30 people to our floor. It was a mixed group of people but for the best part, we all remained friends for the duration of uni.

This girl already got herself a bit of a reputation early on and wasn’t long before she had shagged or at least done some stuff with a few of the boys.

When I bumped into her the other day and met her boyfriend, who she has been going out with for quite a while, all I could think is that guy is sitting on a gold mine of hot past material.

One of her highlights with me:

I [M19] went out as a CD and got gangbanged out of my mind [MM]

I’ll try to retell probably the best fuck story of my life so far
It is drug induced so my memory isn’t as clear but here it goes…

I rented a hotel room near a sex shop in the centre of a big city.
I took mdma and brought some more with me.
This is what happened…

The first time I went out dressed was because I just fantasised long enough and with the help of mdma I couldn’t hold it anymore. I went to a sexshop with video
booths in a big city (secret). I had been there before. Only in boy clothes saying no to all approaches. This time I wanted to say
YES…!!

I had pulled out all the stops. Blonde wig, garter belt, thigh highs, 5 inch red open toe stiletto’s and red lipstick. My make up was the best I had ever done. My outfit with the heels, flared short silk skirt, the tops of my Red
stockings visible as I walked. With maybe a hint of white lace panties I was more than passable. I was hot.
As I got out of my hotel feeling the breeze up under my very short silky skirt, trying to pull it down as cars were whizzing by.

Under the table [FM]

Hello, my name is Bella. I’m 34 years old and married. I hope you like what I’m going to tell you. Every time I remember it, I get so horny that I have no choice but to masturbate.

First of all, I will confess you something. During my ten years of marriage, I have never been unfaithful to my husband. Only once while we were dating, I cheated on him with an Italian guy, who I jerked off and gave a blowjob. This barely counts as cheating though; it did not last long as this lazy guy came in my mouth after just two or three licks.

Let’s get to the topic: a few months ago my husband and I went to have dinner with a group of friends we had been planning to go out with for a long time. I was very excited for the night out, but I also had another motivation, Lewis my coworker. He was going to come with us too. His girlfriend, Emily, would not be able to make our night out due to work. As you can imagine, I took care to call and make sure she knew not to worry because Lewis would be with good friends and we would return him safe and sound.

i (19F) snuck into a club and let the older guys do what they wanted with me 😁 [MF]

hey again guys!! so i was kinda shocked at how much the last story blew up, because i really just wanted to get it off my chest, but WOW 🤩 and i was so flattered with all the DM’s and comments in my profile, they’re always welcome 🥰 i promised you guys more stories though and TRUST ME I HAVE SOME so here’s another one about me and my old roommates :)

so my old roommates olivia and logan always take me out clubbing with them and their friends, which i’m always so thankful for because it always ends up being some of the best nights of my life ! we get fucked up, we dance with random people, we all make out, it’s a good ass time 🙏

anyways, one night late last year we went to this new club downtown. olivia and i are the babies of the group, so we alwaysss had to sneak in either over a railing or just hope our fake IDs work. i only did it a couple times, but i’m obviously not afraid to flash my tits for an entry fee lol.

The escalation game Part 1 [M/F] [True story]

She marched confidently over to the small group of boys by the camp site showers, and after a quick glance behind her to check if the coast was clear, unzipped the front of her baggy hooded top.

I had shot her a shy smile of encouragement from my shady vantage point inside my tent, but she had barely met my eyes as she looked around, searching instead for any signs of her father. His checked shirt or his signature hat. The tall, lanky figure descending the steps of his caravan, looking for one of us, or the dog, or a beer he had misplaced.

Satisfied the coast was clear, she slipped the hoodie off her shoulders and let it fall to the ground in a manner she clearly intended to be seductive. It was a great show, I had to admit, but that hoodie was never going to be the star. After all, it was difficult to take your eyes off the tiny, bottle green crop top she had on underneath.