[MF] Mixing Business with Pleasure, or “How I Learned to Love London”

A couple years ago my job title shifted ever so slightly, but enough that suddenly I was on the road constantly. In the last 18 months alone, I’d been to more new countries than I had in the last couple decades of my life combined. Early on in this whole process, a trip to London solidified it as my favorite city to end up in. I was scheduled to go back this week, but with everything going on in the world right now, I’m locked up in my apartment reminiscing on here instead.

It’s easy to feel like a ghost when you travel a lot for work, especially if you’re single. It’s hard to shake the feeling you could just fall off the face of the earth and no one would be any the wiser for a month or two. I’ll normally fish for company on social media when I’m in new cities. Cast a line via a simple post asking if anyone I’ve ever known settled down there. Maria bit.

That Time I [F]ucked My Tutor In the Common Study Area of Our Dorm

**TL,DR: Grabbed my tutor’s dick and sucked and fucked him in the common area of our dorm while I took pics of my tits**

My freshman year of university last year was amazing. I love my parents but they’re very strict and it was suffocating in high school. After moving thousands of miles away for uni, I was finally able to do all the things I had always wanted to do. I’ll admit I probably went a little too crazy but hey I had a great time!

Above all else, it was my true sexual awakening. I had only lost my virginity a few months before leaving for college and that really opened my eyes to how much I had been missing out on. The rush of feeling someone’s lips all over me, their hands desperately grabbing onto my ass and tits, the feeling of a stiff hard cock in jeans pressing against my body, the way a warm dick feels when it slides between my lips and I can feel it pressing on the back of my throat, and the way it feels when it slides deep in my tight pussy. There’s just nothing like it and college was the perfect place to get it whenever I wanted.

[FM] Reclaimed my boyfriend’s cock in a bar bathroom after he made me jealous

Henry and I had only been dating two or so months when the events of this story took place. We hadn’t started using labels, but our chemistry was undeniable and we got along like a house on fire. That being said, every once in a while, when I realized we had spent a whole weekend together or his number took over my phone’s recent call list, my old twinges of commitmentphobia would return and I would start to pull away. He always called me out when it happened, I would apologize, and we would fall back into our routine.

On the night in question, I was “finally” introducing him to my grad school friends at a happy hour near our school. I say “finally” because he had been bugging me for weeks, wanting to put faces to the names and stories. My grad school friends and I are close, frequently going on adventures together outside of working hours, and their approval has always meant a lot to me. We are in a small field and have almost all known each other since the start of the program, with many late nights in the library leading to embarrassing mornings. I know almost everything about them and they know almost everything about me. So I was pretty fucking nervous. But the timing made sense, with Henry staying with me that week because of a conference in my city and an already-planned program-wide happy hour that Thursday. I didn’t have a way of getting out of it without hurting a whole lot of feelings, so I sucked it up.

[M] I didn’t let her be the one that got away

Since my last story seemed popular, I thought I’d share another story from around that time. This story occurred about 2 months prior to my previous story. It was the night before I moved across the country for grad school, and the conclusion of an interesting summer involving two girls. I’ll give a little background information on each, and then get right to the story of the final night. This is definitely one of my sluttier confessions. It’s going to be a long story.

Early in the summer, I connected with a girl on Twitter, who we will call Jessica. A couple of likes and retweets laters, she sent me a DM, and after a day or two, we had exchanged numbers. Jessica was short, had blonde hair, and had a nice, soft body with big breasts. We hung out a couple of times at some of the popular spots in our areas with our groups of friends. Not long after that, we began hooking up. What started as a movie night at her place that turned into a blowjob became a regular thing about 2-3 times per week. Because I lived with family, I would go to her place after work, we would fuck as soon as the door closed behind me, hang out and watch a movie, then fuck again before I left for the night. It was a great arrangement. What made it even better was that we got along with each other’s friends, so we didn’t have to sneak around in silence.

Runner’s High (mf) (nc) (stalking)

My sub and I made this. My contribution is in bold, hers is italics. Let us know what you think! We hope you enjoy!

**I’d seen her running before. Despite quarantine, there were usually a few runners outside my house throughout the day. She was the only one I waited for. The first thing about her that caught my eye was that cute little butt in spandex that would once have been far too short for public. Her long auburn hair was always tied back to keep it out of her face. The tank tops that came in various colours hugged her slender body and made watching her run toward my house almost as enjoyable as watching her run away. Fuck I’d love to watch her run away for a little longer.**

**As the months went deeper into the summer, and the temperature increased, her runs began to go later and later. Eventually the sun was already down by the time she passed my house on her way back home. It hadn’t taken long to figure out that she ran through the park after that. I assumed she lived on the other side of it.**

The Redding House Saga: An Unexpected Guest [MF]

It seems the story of my first night with Maddy struck a chord with quite a few people, so to not disappoint, I thought I would continue shortly after from where we left off.

Before I start, I thought I would address some frequently asked questions:

1. To the many private messages and the one person that asked in a comment (bold), I will not be sharing a picture of my penis. It would be underwhelming.

*bUt MaDdY sAiD yOu HaD a ThIcK cOcK!!!*

She also called me “daddy”, and I don’t have any children, so…

2. I absolutely will not be sharing pictures or videos of Maddy, or any other women that make an appearance in these stories. Please stop asking.

3. To anyone “shooting their shot”, I’m flattered, but as of now I have over 270 messages, so I will not respond.

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/grusxx/i_facefucked_my_20year_old_tenant_after_she/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gs6ei1/i_facefucked_my_20year_old_tenant_after_she/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gsumxt/i_facefucked_my_20year_old_tenant_after_she/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

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Maddy and I hooked up a few more times after that first night before Thanksgiving. Primarily late-night booty calls from her, I still wasn’t really comfortable having her over at my place. The sex was great, but nothing to write home, or on here, about.

[FM] My boyfriend came inside me while a friend slept only feet away

For our one year anniversary, my boyfriend Henry and I rented a two bedroom Airbnb cabin in Lake Tahoe on a three day weekend with some friends: a couple who I’ll call Samantha and Mary and several singletons who I’ll call Tony, Elizabeth, and George. Tony is bi, and Elizabeth and George had a thing that didn’t end well. As a result of his history with Elizabeth and his homophobic weirdness about sharing a room with Tony, George tried to get Henry on his side about our sleeping configurations so that he wouldn’t have to sleep in the living room with the half of the friend group that he had alienated.

You might be able to tell that I don’t particularly like George. Henry’s a bit of a people pleaser – it’s one of the few recurring fights we have – whereas I’m of the “fuck you, you homophobic shit, you made your bed so lay in it” variety. So, even though it was our anniversary weekend, Henry and I ended up giving up our room to Elizabeth and Tony in exchange for George agreeing to pay for our booze for the weekend. Samantha and Mary were unwilling to cater to George or allow him to sleep near them, pissed off by his childish demands.

Imprisoned in Paradise [Forced Chastity] [MFFFFF]

Ouch…

Like most days, it’s first thought of the day. I look down to see a steel prison chastity devise preventing what should be a powerful morning erection. Custom built just for me. Inescapable and quite painful anytime I start getting “excited”, yet designed to prevent damage from possible long-term use. The whole situation might actually be kinky, if it wasn’t forced upon me. And I thought I was so fucking smart. Better get a move on, life is easier if I beat the morning rush.

I carefully and quietly exit my sleeping pod and climb down the ladder. Careful not to wake the girls sleeping beneath me. As I sneak past I get a breath-taking view of a very naked Michelle and Sara. Former lingerie models, who could pass for sisters, were once at the very top of my list of women that I invited into my “end of the world bunker”.

And last night the noises they made playing with each other reminded me why. Before I was caged I would have climbed into the pod with them. Watch them go at it for a little bit. The long slender legs entangled together. Large lively breasts being fondled by each other’s petite hands. Michelle’s picture-perfect lips would playfully bite their way down Sara’s neck. Back before I was caged I would grab one of those WORLD class asses and…

[M] Fucked like a pornstar on my birthday by my roommates best friend

This lockdown has given me a lot of time to reflect, and one of the things I’ve been reminiscing about is stories from my past. I have experienced quite a bit that I think would fit in here. If I get a good response to this, maybe I’ll share some of my other stories!

This happened a few years ago on my 23rd birthday.

A bit of backstory: I had just started grad school on the other side of the country from where I had spent my entire life. Because I didn’t know anybody at the school I was going to, I set up to have random roommates in a student housing apartment. One of the roommates had a best friend who was around pretty regularly – we will call her Emily for this story. The first time I met Emily was at our apartment complex’s pool the first week I moved in. She was about 5’5″, pretty slim build, B cup tits, and a PERFECT ass. She was wearing a pretty small bikini with thong bottoms, and I know I got caught looking a couple of times. I actually thought her and my roommate were dating, but he told me that she had a boyfriend.

[FM] Sending a beloved coworker off “right”

What feels like a lifetime ago I worked as a bartender. It was a small place, more frequently used as an intimate concert venue than a meetup, but on off-nights we still had regulars and did solid business. On the nights without live acts our team was pretty small: four of us on the regular, myself included.

The heart and soul of the team were two older ladies, Cheryl and Molly, both in the range of late 40s to mid 50s. And I did love them with my heart and soul, I still stay in touch with them on the regular since we’ve all been laid off and hunkered indoors with the pandemic. The fourth worker at the time of this story was Mike, he was 24, a few years younger than me, and the perfect oblivious heartthrob.