Will You Be My Teacher [MF] [Step Daughter]

Marcus meet Leslie a few after finishing his tour in the military. He was working as a supply warehouse supervisor and Leslie worked the front office. They would cross paths two to three times per day. Leslie was this petite blonde bomb shell with 36 DD tits, tight body and an ass you could bounce a quarter off of. Marcus was about 6 foot tall, shaved head, and full of muscles. Leslie was five years older than Marcus. After a few months of eye balling each other, Marcus finally asked Leslie out for dinner. Leslie eagerly accepted and they were married six months later.

Leslie has a 15 year old daughter, Alexa, who she had when she was just 14 years old. Leslie got pregnant the very first time she had sex; and, Alexa’s father was moved out of state as soon as his parents found out Leslie was pregnant. So, she raised her daughter by herself and in a bubble. No phone, no unmonitored computer, no boyfriends. She didn’t want her to go through what she had gone thru; growing up with a child before graduating high school. However, Leslie took it to an extreme. So, Alexa grew up very sheltered and had almost zero idea about sex.

I (M30) and My Former Supervisor and Close Friend (F29) Reconnect and Ignite our Repressed Attraction [MF]

**Intro**

The early-2010s were hell on me, but it was worth it, because it led to this! This story takes place about five years ago. This is a long story, so settle in!

I had gotten married to my first wife, Maddie, right after we graduated college. She was the second woman I had dated in college, [Laura](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kpzaio/the_cute_girl_in_history_class_mf_long/) being the first. Frankly, I should have seen the signs that it was going to be hell with Maddie. To make a long story short, we ended up getting married. By the end of the honeymoon, it was clear that I had made a mistake. For the next five years, I was in a loveless, and nearly sexless marriage with an unpleasable narcissist.

Fucking two girls from orientation that I didn’t know had boyfriends [MFF]

The beginning of summer in 2018 and I had graduated high school and was newly single. I had freshman orientation for my college coming up soon. For those who don’t know what orientation is, it’s a long drawn-out process where you become familiar with the campus, sit through some presentations and at the end pick your classes for the upcoming semester.

Upon arrival, we were split into groups based on our major. We were one of the smaller groups, and in this group I met a girl that was 5’4” with dark brown hair and tanned skin. She was very skinny, probably not even 100lbs. She turned around and revealed her brown eyes and said, “Hi I’m Trinity!” She was 18 years old just like I was. For those that care about me I’m 6’5” with brown hair and blue eyes.

We became quick friends for the time being because we had very similar interests. I may not be the best at picking up signs when a girl is attracted to me but Trinity made it pretty obvious. I didn’t pay much attention to it as we went about the day.

“I’ll wank you off for your can of Pringles…” (28f) [MF]

There’s a time in our lives – if we’re lucky – when opportunities for sex are so abundant and plentiful as to render the need to actively seek them out redundant. For me and, I suspect, most others, this time was University. The first year specifically, where everyone is finding their feet away from home for the first time, and is eager to both stretch and part their legs to explore all the new found freedoms that independence can offer. A unique period during which casual sex is no trickier to find than sand on a beach. Especially during ‘Freshers week’ – a seven day period wherein the only agenda in any budding student’s diary is to visit as many drinking establishments in your new town as is possible, and begin making acquaintances for the next three years of your life.

And fucking. A whole lot of fucking.

While it would be exaggerating to say that *everyone* was purely being driven by their newly ignited and explosive libido that week – there were certainly a fair share of High School sweethearts intent on holding out for their first romance back home, and plenty still too shy, nervous or just plain socially awkward to consider wading into the free-for-all – those of us who had experienced a modicum of sexual activity and were hungry – or in my case, utterly ravenous – for more, and eager to make the most of the opportunity as it presented itself.

“The Dessert” (Pt 6 of I Let My Boss Fuck Me)

We sat down for dinner. A table in the back, he tipped the maitre d’ and asked for some seclusion. He was always in control. The waitress, Heather, was tall and lean, dirty blonde with an hourglass figure. He was gawking at her, paying her compliments and being overtly friendly. She glanced my way several times, as if to say I’m sorry for his behavior. He ordered an expensive meal and drinks like always. Vodka on the rocks with a twist. The conversation was light, until…

Every month, my conservative Catholic university does a genitalia inspection to make sure us girls are maintaining our purity. As a freshman, I wasn’t clued in on what would happen, but after this night, I could tell you all about it.

I (18F) attend St. Mary’s University. Think of a Catholic boarding school, but it’s a college instead. It’s only females, has a strict dress code, mass every Sunday, chapel every morning, etc. etc. You know the deal. I didn’t really want to go, but this was the only university that my parents agreed to pay for, so I thought it couldn’t be that bad. Oh boy, was I wrong.

Of course I expected most of the regular Catholic school drama that I mentioned above. But imagine my surprise when, in the middle of the night about a month into freshman year, a group of 20 men turned on all of the lights, started making a lot of noise, and commanded all of us to wake up and get out of bed. Let me set the scene. Just like a regular boarding Catholic school, instead of putting us all into dorms, we slept in a dormitory in bunk beds lined up in rows. Think maybe an army barracks, except it was a little nicer than that and the room was bigger to fit more girls in it. We had 4 rows of bunk beds that stretched to maybe 12 a row, so about 100 of us in total. Of course it took some adjusting to, but after some time it was normal. This night was far from normal, however.

A New Year’s Eve Gangbang for my College Girlfriend [Group] [sharing] [bi] some [foot fetish] [cum]

During my junior year of college, I lived in a two-bedroom apartment with my girlfriend, Chloe. While the apartment wasn’t very large, it was big enough for hosting small parties, and Chloe absolutely loved throwing parties. When New Year’s Eve rolled around, I already knew she was going to want to have some people over, but I don’t think either of us could have anticipated what was going to happen that night.

Maybe we should’ve, though, because as part of our preparation for the party, we made a “dirty Jenga” game to use as party entertainment. If you aren’t familiar, the idea is that you take a marker and write a command on each Jenga tile. Then, when someone pulls that tile, they have to do the action in order to complete their turn. Most of the actions were related to drinking, like “take a shot” or “finish your drink”, but there were also a few more sexual options: the “strip 1” tile required you to remove an article of your clothing, while “strip 1 other” let you tell another player to lose an article. There was also a “strip all” tile, which required the player to get completely naked, but Chloe and I figured that if anyone at the party pulled that one and didn’t want to, we would allow them to take another turn instead.

I am 18f. Remembering how this guy touched my clit in class. [FM]

Happened in high school. We were sitting side by side in the last bench. A class was going on. I felt horny asf and passed him a note asking if he was horny. He gave me a look and wrote back “yes”.

I put my hand on his inner thigh and started stroking back and forth at the same time inching towards his now hard dick. Then i took his hand and put it on my thigh and covered it with my skirt.

He inched his hand upwards, pushed aside my underwear and started massaging my clit.

We didnt cum in class obviously lol.

Made out a few years later.

Still made me feel pretty horny thinking about it.

[F] rekindling an old friends with benefits

A year ago I matched with a guy on a dating app that I went to high school with. We had hooked up a couple times, then never talked again. He was in a long and serious relationship so I was surprised to see him on bumble. I gave him my number and we started texting and reminiscing on the times we fucked in his car. Telling each other how we couldn’t wait to get our hands on each other and hopefully in a bed.

The great thing about this guy, is that he’s so kind. We get along great, always have good conversations and laugh constantly. Our sexual compatibility and chemistry along with our relational compatibility is insanely amazing.

A few days later, he came to my house and I got in his car and had him drive to a secluded spot in my neighborhood. We got in his back seat and fucked just like we were back in high school. I love sucking dick so I gladly did it to him until his delicious cum filled up my mouth and swallowed every last drop. We hooked up a few more times in his car and then he finally came over to my house.

[MF] The time I fucked my hot cousin

Names and a couple details changed for obvious reasons, but here’s the story of how I fucked my cousin. Skip to the —————- if you want to get straight to the sex.

Angela and I are first cousins. My mom and her dad are brother and sister. The two of us are only a year and change apart from each other, with me being the older of the two. I was 27 and she was nearing her 26th birthday at the time of this story.

So here’s some quick background on us and our relationship. I grew up in a really close knit family with a bunch of cousins all within a few years of each other. We were always together on holidays and most weekends, and everyone was really more like brothers/sisters than cousins. Angela and her brother and sister lived a little further away from the rest of us, so we weren’t as close as I was with most of my other cousins, but we still saw each other at least twice a month throughout our childhood. Angela was the youngest of our group of 10 or so cousins, so she was always vying for the spotlight. Definitely outspoken and a little wild. She was really into gymnastics growing up, competing and winning at the state level multiple times. Because she was always acting out to get attention, she tended to get on my nerves. I didn’t dislike her or anything, but she just wasn’t exactly my favorite to hang out with. As we got older, her family didn’t come around to family gatherings as frequently, and we started to see them only a handful of times per year.