She 18[F] saved herself for me 27[M] until it was legal

This just happened to me a few days ago, bear with me and I can assure you it is most definitely real.

I met Zara nearly a decade ago on a business trip I went on with my father. At the time, I was in high school so my parents thought it would be good for me to say that I helped out with my father’s work or something. She was the daughter of my father’s colleague. For most of these trips, I just hung out with Zara playing games to pass the time.

I would go on these business trips with my father a couple times a year, and every time I would see Zara. When I left for college I didn’t go for a while. A few years later I came again with my new girlfriend, and I could pretty obviously tell that Zara was jealous that I was giving her all my attention. I had known since the first trip that Zara had a major crush on me.

UPDATE: Me and Brooke 18[MF]

Incase you missed part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/anjq2s/passionate_sex_with_best_friend_came_inside_her/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/anjq2s/passionate_sex_with_best_friend_came_inside_her/)

Hey pervs, didn’t expect that post to blow up like that. I regret using a throwaway. There were a few questions that I can answer:

Brooklyn is not her real name, she came up with it for the post. We needed one with “Lyn” in it. She introduced me to reddit over the summer, and told me about this sub awhile back. English is my strong suit, and she said she wanted to hear how I’d write about our time together. After reading it, her response was that I was “reserved, and flattered her too much.” I’ll treat this one like it’s one of my comp assignments. We were both freaking out Tuesday night, watching the post rise up and get more and more comments. Thank you all for the support!

Getting [F]ucking Soaked Behind the Genius Bar: Or How I Saw My Ex-Best Friend’s Dad Again

I’m a twenty-four year old woman. Currently, and hopefully not forever, I work in my town’s Apple Store. It’s a decent gig. I work behind the Genius Bar, but I’m no genius. I only work on the mobile devices. I don’t know much about tech stuff, but luckily the job is 90% customer service/retail and 10% technical. At least in my experience so far.

Earlier this week, the father of my ex-best friend walked in. Let’s call him Steve, and let’s call his daughter Evelyn. Evelyn and I were inseparable from about 6thgrade until towards the end of high school. We were your classic mean girls. Luckily, I reformed; Evelyn didn’t. Evelyn’s mother died way before I met her, so Steve was the one who picked us up if we were hanging out afterschool, made us snacks, etc. Evelyn, and by extension me, was a total brat to her dad. Following her lead, I would barely say hello to him and never laugh at his dad jokes. The complication was that Steve was the hottest dad I had ever seen. He had a rock-hard body, which he wasn’t afraid to show in the summer; a handsome jaw line; steely blue eyes; a sexy salt-and-pepper hair.

My[F] wild and crazy first semester at college and my sexual awakening [MF] [MFF] [Group] [Long]

Hi. I’ve been lurking on here since last summer and I thought I’d share my own gone wild story. I’m Stacy and I’m just turned 19 not too long ago. This is the story of my first semester at college and my sexual awakening and the many firsts I did. To give you a little background about myself. If you want to get an idea of what I look like, I’ve been told I kind of look like Sabrina Carpenter. I’m also been kind of shy and reserved and I was how should I say late to the party when it came to sex. My few friends all had much more experience than I did. But near the end of my junior year I met Brian who was a senior and we started dating and I eventually lost my virginity to him. My only other experience was 2 other boys I had kissed and I once had tried oral. But even if I wasn’t as experienced as long as Brian and I were together I was happy. Brian went off to college in a big city and I finished high school. I also had the boys in high school chasing me that senior year since I didn’t have a boyfriend at school. But I always stayed faithful to Brian. Once I graduated I had wanted to go to a smaller more private college but I ended up following Brian because I felt I was in love with him.

[M]y friend’s boyfriend found out [T]hat I’m a trans guy..

Let me start up this post by briefly explaining what a trans guy is for the folks who don’t know. I basically was born female and transitioned to male.
I’m a pretty athletic guy and can go topless without people questioning my gender. However, I haven’t had bottom surgery (meaning I have a vagina).

I started transitioning in High School and when I moved away for college I decided to keep that part of me private. I have a few friends who are also trans with whom I can share similar experiences but at school, at work and everywhere else, nobody knows.

Including my best friend – let’s call her Hannah. We’ve been best friends since the beginning of our University years and Ive managed to keep my ‘secret’ through the years. We’re very close in a way that she shares with me the most intimate parts of her life. Including her sex life.

The Mysterious Frenchman [MF] [Oral]

What was it about France that made it so romantic?

American girls like Rose Redman had asked themselves that question more than once. It was just one country in Europe, albeit one with a unique collection of people, places, and culture. It had a rich history and a distinct style. There was a special distinction that came with all things French. Being there just felt different. It carried a spirit that could not be found anywhere else.

Rose, unlike other Americans, had a chance to seek that spirit for herself. At 18-years-old, having just graduated high school, she decided to experience France on her own. It marked the first vacation she ever went on by herself. It was ambitious, but that had never dissuaded her before.

Rose was not the kind of woman who just read about exotic locations. She preferred to experience them first-hand. Some called her adventurous. Others called her reckless. She didn’t care what anyone labeled her. She was her own person. She was going to experience France and everything that made it romantic.

However, her choice to make France her final vacation before college wasn’t just about its romantic mystique. Rose had a more personal reason for maxing out her credit cards and borrowing money from friends…one prompted by tragedy.

[FM] My first face fuck left bruised and battered

Jump to *-*-*-* to skip the backstory

Let me preface this by saying I have a serious kink for being forced, which in all honesty was the only thing that makes this a memory that still turns me on, despite not really being attracted to the guy after the fact.

If you’ve read my other stories, I’ve already mentioned I go through long, self-imposed dry spells until my natural horniness builds up resulting in me turning into a cock hungry savage. The dry spell preceding this occurrence was shorter than some of my others, but the level at which I needed cock was at an all-time high.

I helped a really close friend at work (guy – we’ll call him O) to start dating a really hot new girl at my work who eventually became my best friend (she’ll be E). I mention this because we were all so close that we spoke very openly about our sex lives, and she was never bothered by it because she respected the fact that he and I were friends before they were bf/gf, so it wasn’t a big deal that he knew my business too.

[MF] I went in hoping for at least a kiss

So LTL, FTP, on mobile, yada yada.

Now onto the fun bits.

For some backstory, I have been single since my ex and I split almost a year ago. It was a joint decision and we are still friends.

Ever since then I have been trying to actually go out and do things with friends when work schedules allow. This past Saturday, I finally got to go out and do something. A friend of mine, let’s call her B, invited me out to a party she was throwing for a friend of hers. However, there’s a twist.

This friend, JD for Jealous Dude, has been trying to start drama and scare off anyone B wants to try and date because he wants to be with her himself. I was asked to act like her boyfriend during the party, mostly small things like greeting her with a hug and kiss on the cheek, standing behind her with a hand on her hip and her leaning back against me, things like that.

Now this part of the plan went perfectly because JD was getting pissed but doing his best to not show it. For those wondering the party was at a bowling alley. I discovered that I still suck, but I had fun.

My wife’s high school reunion [M][F][bondage][public]

This happened probably 15 years ago.

I hate reunions. I didn’t attend my 10-year reunion, my 20-year reunion, my 25-year reunion, or the reunion of my college graduating class. I haven’t been to homecoming since I graduated college. My line of thought is that if we were close enough friends during the time, we’d still be in contact now … I have no desire to go into a room with people with whom I got along with marginally at best and re-live the “good old days” like it was an episode of a sitcom.

But here I was …at a reunion. My wife’s 20-year reunion.

I’m three years older than my wife, which created an issue in high school. As I looked around, I noted that everyone in the room would have been a freshman while I was a senior, which explained why I knew no one here except for the people who had been in the band (one of the few places where upper and lower classmen mingled). My wife, social butterfly that she is, had flitted off to re-introduce herself to someone. I stood off to the side nursing my third Crown on the rocks, listening to the DJ play music that was popular in the early 80’s and sincerely wishing I were somewhere … anywhere … else. I could think of a number of things I would have preferred to be doing. Several options leapt to mind. Having a wisdom tooth extracted, for example. Perhaps a vasectomy without anesthesia. Maybe an Oliver Stone movie marathon.

[MF] I fainted mid-blowjob

Sorry no college/fwb/random hook up here, just a man [M25] and his wife [F25] that sucked the soul from him.

It was late in the morning on Saturday, the wife and I were lounging on the couch. She was on her side on her phone, going through her social media, and I was on my side playing Smash. My wife moves over to lay on my arm as I play, I kiss her head as I continue playing as she rests on my forearm. She then proceeds to suck on my gently sucking on my forearm, which felt nice. After a while she stops and looks up at me and says out of the blue, “I want to suck your dick tonight.” This is out of character for my wife because I’m the one with the high sex drive and usually have to bug her about it, I feel like it’s a chore for her sometimes because I think cause I’m a little too big for her (She dislocated her jaw twice). Don’t get me wrong, I’m content with our sex life, when we have sex it’s grade fucking A. Sex is not as frequent as I’d like but I’m use to fucking on what I believe is on a pornstar level and my recovery time is almost instantaneous, my wife has trouble keeping up. I’m not some greedy asshole who thinks just about just my pleasure, I have always put a women’s pleasure before my own, I don’t get to cum unless she cum. So, when I hear say this I was surprised and a little giddy, but I kept my cool and replied “Is that so?” She looks up at me and gives me a innocent smile “Yeah.” I look back at her and give her a sinister smile “We’ll see.” I go back to playing and she goes back to her phone. The day progress as normal, it hasn’t comeback up and the mood has shifted throughout the day, I’m not holding my breath.