Back in college, I had started coming into my own. Coming out of an ugly duckling phase in high school, I finally started to find my feet at university with a number of trysts, but none more long standing or wildly complicated as the one I had with Amie. To set the scene a bit, I was paired with Matt as my roommate for our sophomore year as we were both planning to be pre-law. He and I quickly became friends and ended up creating some other stories together that will be reserved for another time. He was heavily involved in the pre-law society at our school, joining the “frat” associated with it and other various community activities. I, on the other hand, realized it wasn’t for me and stuck to my newfound passion of rugby. Unbeknownst to me, this is where the relationship with Amie would begin. As I found out later, Amie seemed to have a weird obsession with me before we even met. Matt would invite her over to our room when I was out, she would sit on my bed, ask about me, talk about how cute I was via facebook photos, before I even met her in our junior year.
Tag: High School
My crush [F] mastrubates in my [M] hotel room.
After high school I moved abroad for university. I hadn’t been home for about 3 months and I’d been having a rough time finding friends, so I couldn’t wait to go back home and hang out with my highschool mates.
I am sitting on the train to the airport texting a group chat of my highschool mates and making arrangements to go out to dinner and maybe to the club after that, as I flying to the town, where most of them moved to. We decide on a restaurant and club. As the chat is only guys, we decide that we’ll invite Molly (my FWB at the time), Jane (my highschool crush)and a couple of their friends to come with us. Molly had some sort of test the next day, so she declined, but Jane and a couple of her friends agreed to come along.
As I am sitting at the airport I get a text from Jane:
“Hey, what time does your plane land ?”
“12:30ish. Why?” – I reply
“I have no Uni, so I thought I’d come pick you up from the airport. Where are you staying ?” – Jane asks.
[MF] [F] Caught not wearing panties at a party
My husband and I had been married for about a year when this happened. We just moved back to the United States where my husband’s family and friends resided. He has a particular group of friends he has been friends with since high school. I did not get to meet them yet because we were living in another country when we got married. My husband was excited to introduce me. I’ve always enjoyed board games growing up, and they were all avid fans as well.
One night, one of the couples from the circle of friends hosted at their house. I wanted to make a great first impression. I knew these friends were close to my husband and I wanted them to like me.
This was during the early fall time so it was getting a little bit colder. I decided to wear a casual long-sleeve dress with leggings. We are always late to any event because of me. I take my time getting ready.
School’s Out Forever Part 2 [FM]
Following on from [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11z77ge/schools_out_forever_part_1_fm/)
All participants and characters are 18+. This took place right after completing High School.
The post school trip to a seaside beach house was turning out to be an incredible experience. I’d finally hocked up with the girl of my dreams Terri. She was an 18 year old Thai girl with a slim, lithe body and satin smooth golden brown skin. Our combined inexperience in sex only heightened our excitement.
We looked around and discovered we were alone. Evidently the others had at some stage climbed out of the spa and gone inside. “Dave, that was so exciting. Thank you” Terri said.
“God Terri, you made me go off like a cracker.”
“Yes, I didn’t know that would happen. I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“We’d better go inside and see what’s happening.”
College Hookups #3 (M22/F20/F19)
The next day Carter told me that he had gotten Kelsie assigned to my dorm room. She didn’t arrive until the next week but we hit it off like we had never been apart. We reminisced about old times and caught each other up on our lives so far. I was really enjoying seeing her again until I saw Carter a few days later.
“So how’s things going with Kelsie?” he asked. “Is she interested in me?”
“Oh I don’t know, she seems pretty busy right now.”
He didn’t look happy at that. “Look here you little bitch. I really laid out to get you two in a dorm room together. If I don’t get some action from it, you are not going to enjoy your year here.”
He had a point. He had certainly laid his dick inside that chick in admin to get her to put us in a room together. As my TA he could also give me hell for the whole year. I didn’t have much of a choice but to play along. At this point I wasn’t sure that I could even get him for myself. I was just hoping to get through the year safely. Plus, I couldn’t get that image of Kelsie eating my pussy out of my head. I had to admit that I was curious to see if I liked it.
“Ok, I’ll work on her. She’s had her mind on school stuff but that’s lessening now. We are getting along pretty well and I think I can get her interested.” I didn’t say who exactly I would get her interested in.
“Good, make it happen,” he grumbled. “I can’t wait all year.”
Looking for a teacher-student story that was posted sometime in 2019-20
It was titled ‘Unsatiated’ , the author’s username had something to do with ravioli, and they had posted the story in 8-9 parts.
The story revolves around a high school senior and her math professor. There are certain sub-dom themes in the story, and iirc she lost her virginity to him in a car right outside her strict christian home, after which she cried because she was overwhelmed and was falling in love with him. He couldn’t commit to her fully because his wife was pregnant…I think.
At the risk of sounding like a fool, I’ve tried to find this story for a long long time, but have never been successful. I am guessing the author deleted their profile. If you guys have this story stashed away someplace, do let me know! Thanks
And I am sorry if this is the wrong subreddit to ask
The Art of Fellatio
The Art of Fellatio
I was born and raised conservatively and religiously. Went to an all-girls school in high school and growing up, all I heard is no-sex before marriage. No boyfriend while at school.
And that was fine, I grew up perfectly fine and normal with tons of crushes, puppy love and in high school I was introduced to my first ever issue of Cosmopolitan where they talked about female masturbation. My friend owns the copy and I borrowed it.
That’s when I became curious how it is. And that’s for another post. I had my first boyfriend when I was 22 I think and he is understanding enough not to force me into having sex but being young and adventurous, he asked me if I could suck his cock. Of course I did.
Step by step, little by little, I learned how to give head. To me it’s an art, and I love giving it. I take my time, I worship the cock and it gives me so much pleasure when I know that whoever receives it is pleasured by it. Fellatio to me is not just sucking and giving pleasure. It is an intimate act, it is an art.
[M] There Can Be Only One
_*Disclaimer 1: [Read This First](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11qxhe6/m_i_do_it_for_the_compliments_not_the/)_
_*Disclaimer 2 – Please understand there is no overabundance of pride while I write this. If I speak about my voice in a complimentary or overly-positive manor, that is because I know its my 1 thing. You, the person reading this.. whats your best trait? What’s your #1 skill or ability or “gift”? Maybe your a long distance runner? Maybe you climb mountains? Maybe your a gifted 1st person shooter/gamer. Perhaps you race cars, or play hockey like no one else you know. Maybe you have a 11″ cock, or maybe you’re someone who can deep-throat a 11″ cock.
Some people are amazing at this, while some people are amazing at that. I just so happen to have an absolutely fuckable voice. (I’m 25 if helps with a mental picture)_
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Anyway.. for several years after I graduated High School, I’d been working telephone jobs. Customer service or tech support for a range of companies. I had known for quite some time that I have an appealing/sexy voice, as it was immediately obvious to myself and anyone listening, that angry customers would calm down faster with me. People would keep their cool when they wouldn’t with other agents, and it just seemed like an lucky advantage to have at a job that sorta sucked by default. Every manager and side-by-side reviewer I had mentioned something about “that voice should make things easier” or “she seemed to calm down when she heard your tone. You must get that a lot.”
Unholy Matrimony [mf] [blackmail] [bondage] [slave play] [cuck]
*Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are preformed by consenting adults.*
[https://imgur.com/Pb5wEnM](https://imgur.com/Pb5wEnM)
Maggie would sometimes reflect back on her past while she ate at the dinner table with her husband and young son. It seemed like a lifetime ago that she was back in high school, living a more exciting life and running around with an old crush of hers. Getting into all kinds of trouble and talking for hours. He was the only person she felt made her feel like more than just a high school girl. She wanted to say something to him, ask him out, but she was just too shy then. He never did end up asking her out, always too busy with his own endeavors until he eventually graduated two years before she would walk that stage.
Memories of Spring Break 1994
It was 1994. I was just 18 and still in high school at the time on a family vacation down to Florida. We were staying with my “Aunt” Becky and her family at their beach condo. She wasn’t really my aunt, she was my mom’s best friend from childhood and i’d known her my whole life. She practically raised me with my mom. She wasn’t blood, but she was family. She was 36 years old at the time and was an extremely active woman. She ran half marathons and biked and had even been an aerobics instructor in the 80s. She was a fit and attractive woman whose body type had probably done more to inform what I find attractive in a woman. She looked a lot like Lynda Carter, the actress who played Wonder Woman in the 70s. Dark hair, small waist and wide hips, and a huge pair of tits. I’d had a crush on her for as long as I’d been aware of the concept of physical attraction.