High School Archives — Page 635 of 805 — NSFW story

3 People, 2 Seats, 1 Memorable Ride [Mf, teasing]

I’m not much of a people person, but having friends does have some benefits.

A friend of mine from way back in high school was in town after dropping his daughter, Amy, off at a local university for her freshman year. His wife had taken his daughter and all her stuff in their SUV, but there was no room for him so he followed up in his little convertible coupe he wanted to show off to me.

I remembered Amy pretty well from the last time I visited him because she showed up to dinner in a very distracting outfit. I never had been so aware of where my eyes were looking in my life for entire that meal. I could be wrong, but it seemed her parents were almost amused by attempts to completely ignore Amy.

So when Joe called me to ask if I wanted to check out his car, I was relieved to hear that his daughter had already been dropped off and was settling in with Mom’s help. He pulled up about fifteen minutes later in a 2014 Porsche Boxster with the top already down so we could enjoy the late August weather. Read more »

Maximum Effort [MF] [exh]

“One more, Stan!” said Wendy Maxwell from across the bar.

“Just one more?” the middle-aged man asked with a crooked grin.

“You heard me right. I’m saving my appetite tonight,” she said proudly. “Deadpool 2 is one movie I want to stay hungry for!”

“You sure you want to say that out loud?” he joked.

“I know what I said. I’m not taking it back.”

Wendy spoke with a certainty that left no room for argument, even from her Uncle Stan. He owned one of the best sports bars in town, which happened to be right across the street from the High-Max Cinema movie theater. She could see the oversized complex out the window and couldn’t wait to make her way inside in a few hours. She planned to be among the first in line to see Deadpool 2.

She’d cleared her schedule for the day, taking off work and taking care of any errands that might create a distraction. She’d also made it a point to pre-order her ticket and reserve the best possible seats in the biggest IMAX theater within a 25-mile radius of her house. She could’ve just gone to the one at the mall that was closer, but in the spirit of Deadpool himself, Wendy approached seeing this movie with maximum effort. Read more »

[F][STR] It Came For Me.

I collapsed on my bed, just having returned from work feeling so tired. I needed some “me time” to decompress from a long day of playing nice with the executives at my company, fake laughing at many jokes and doing “favors” that far exceeded my job description.

I reported to the VP of finance. I was quite adept in my field, but as I was a young blonde woman I was often mistaken for an executive assistant or secretary. It didn’t help that I was rather timid and liked to wear pretty dresses.

That day I was wearing a knee length dress that flared out at my slender waist. The skirt was pink and soft, and the top was black with a crocheted pattern overlay. The choker collar and open back were my favorite parts, but I minimized those with a black cardigan. My glasses had thick black frames. I felt fairly put together that day, except that my shoulder length hair was looking a little windswept and my pink nail polish was chipping. Read more »

“Raping” [M]y Childhood [F]riend… [consensual non-consent]

I watched outside the sliding glass door of the ski chalet as Karnika stepped into her room. It was cold outside, and I was eager to get inside and warm up. Warm up inside of her: she wore a white bathrobe set off beautifully against her olive skin, tied carelessly at the waist and almost giving anyone spying on her a glimpse of her dusky breasts.

Here I was. I was going to rape her.

Let me back up. It’s not what you think.

The fact is, Karnika and I grew up together. We lived next door to each other from the time we were toddlers till… Well, forever. Our parents still live next door, and are close friends. As kids, we always played together, going over to one another’s houses constantly, having family barbecues weekly, walking to school together and doing homework in each other’s rooms.

As you might imagine, we drifted apart as we got older. There was nothing that really precipitated the drift. Well, there was ONE thing… Read more »

Couples Weekend Away (part 2)

Promise the next part will have more action!)

“We should be able to get in a couple hours at the beach before sunset” Lily says as heads out the back screen door, passing the cozy 4 person hot tub that had seen the 2 couples share countless laughs and drunken nights. The girls walk ahead of the guys off the deck, Tom and Ben carrying a large steel belted Corona cooler. Tom and Ben watch as their wives walk towards the water, hips swaying and ass cheeks peaking out from their swim suits. Liz was in a flattering one piece, learning by the end of high school that two pieces and the ocean waves were a bad combination for keeping a top on. It was black with aqua polka dots, a bit of a vintage inspired look that went with her subtle pin up girl image. For a one piece it did show off a ample amount of her full chest, and was cut a little high on the bottoms, leaving a few inches of her cheeks popping out. Read more »

My Wife was Caught with TWO guys her Senior Year in High School [MFM]

While looking through my wife’s High School Year book one person wrote about her getting caught with two guys. When I read that I asked her what that was all about. She had originally told me that it wasn’t like that and she didn’t get “caught” with two guys. She was drunk at a party and was in a bedroom with two guys when a bunch of people walked in on them. She said they were just talking and nothing was going on! She said they “might” have got the wrong impression when they walked in because one of the guys was joking around “acting” like he was trying to take her shirt off while the other guy was holding her arms up! She said they where just joking around with her and he wasn’t really going take it off. She said it wasn’t like they walked in on them fucking! Read more »

[MF] Conversation With Divorced MILF Inside Apartment Laundry Room Leads To Best Moment Of My Life: PART THREE…MOTHER’S DAY SPECIAL!

Hello friends. If you haven’t read [part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8gt4pz/mf_conversation_with_divorced_milf_inside/) and [part two](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8hpvho/mf_conversation_with_divorced_milf_inside/), you’ll probably want to do that now. Take your lunch break or something. This is important.

 

**PART THREE BELOW**

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**PART THREE BELOW**

 

It’s been a week since I have posted, and I’m sure some of you have been wondering what’s been going on. At least one person has been wondering, I’m sure of it. Probably even two people.

So the last time I saw Melody, I was looking up at her from between her legs. I had just finished tasting her sweet pussy, and would it be weird if I said I could taste her on my lips throughout the past week? That’d be weird, right? Let’s move on. The work week was depressingly uneventful, and that’s probably my fault. I know a lot of people were encouraging me to go back to her apartment the next day and fuck her, but it’s not that easy. I didn’t want to come across as desperate, you know? Like a little puppy just waiting by her door for a release. Read more »

The Hotel [MF] [Fantasy] [First Submission]

“That’ll be 12.50 Sir”

I see the hotel in front of me.

“Sir! That’ll be 12.50?!”

“Oh! Sorry I was districted”

I say digging into my pocket for the fare.

Handing him a 10 and a 5 dollar bill.

“That’s good, keep the change”

He gets out of the cab and helps me bring my luggage to the door.

I get the counter and give my name. The gentleman takes my credit card and taps on keys in rhythmic tune on the keyboard.

He hands me my card back along with the key card for my room, I gather my luggage and make my way to the elevator.

I fall. . .

Falling freely with my arms wide open.

Hitting the soft surface of the blankets then the firmness of the mattress.

I let out a long groan of satisfaction that I’m done traveling for the day.

I turn onto my back folding my hands on my chest.

Feels so good to get away, even for just a night. Read more »