Getting Road Head On The Way To Spring Break In a Pastor’s Car and Being Paid For It [MF]

Kudos to another poster’s road head story from last week, it brought back a pleasant memory from college. Figured I would share.

We were road tripping to Spring Break in Florida my Senior year. Ultimately we had a group of about 25 guys and about ten girls, so we had multiple cars over two days. My roommate and I wanted to save as much money for booze as we could, so we had agreed to ride down with some of the girls we knew. A few days prior to the trip one of the girls named Jessica said she had an option to pay for our gas in full if we were willing to take a little detour.

Her father owned an auto dealership and had just sold an used car to some pastor in Jacksonville, Florida. Upon learning his daughter was on her way to the Sunshine State he proposed to the pastor that he could save everyone money and time and have her deliver it. Jessica, though, was petrified of driving through Atlanta so she offered that if either I or my roommate drove the car her dad would pay for all the gas for the trip down and back and throw in an extra 100.00. Once we dropped the car off in Jacksonville we would pile in with the rest of the crew for the remainder of the distance to the beach. I agreed.

Four Years of Anticipation, and Three Days of Participation [MF] (M24 F21) LONG

I’ve been lurking and commenting on this sub for a while (using my not throwaway account, thank you very much). Before we get into the story I will say that we had exceptional chemistry (being a horny 24 year old and her being a horny 21 yo probably went a long way with that), and that chemistry is what led me to write about this encounter. It took me a week to organize my memories of the night, and find the time to write this (that battlefield one….) so I admit that the dialogue is not 100% but this is gonewildSTORIES not gonewild: Legal deposition so it will have to do.

blowing him in his car [FM]

This happened about a couple weeks ago, and the guy described has since returned to his college town. But I can’t say I have any regrets. Well maybe one, more on that later. It started at a house party, where I found myself surrounded by other kids ready to graduate college. He had all gone to high school together, and I hadn’t seen some of these people for years. This included the host – a *huge* guy with black hair and green eyes. Everything I had craved in high school without knowing how to get it. Looking back on it now I guess we both knew that I wanted him, but since high school I’d gotten better at drawing him in.

Transformation name game [T]

Not exactly a story, more of a game.

This is an idea I came up with recently as a sort of erotic thought experiment. The idea is to think of a super common name, a name that many people have that you know personally. Once you’ve picked a name, every person you know with that name experiences a particular sexual transformation. Then you need to describe their body and personality before the transformation, what the transformation will look like particularly to them, and how it will affect their behavior and their life.

In my example I will give here, all the women I know with the name Kate, or Katie, will suddenly grow a penis in addition to their vagina, and I will have to decide what that looks like, and how they will respond.

The importance of being a good neighbor [str8, Fm, oral, cock worship, anal, hotwife]

I could only describe my last year of high school as “rough.” I had been dumped, stood up by my hastily-found prom date, and nearly failed a few classes from grief over my breakup, losing my honors status and my biggest scholarship. I was absolutely thrilled to be moving to another town where I didn’t know a single person.

I couldn’t afford the dorms now that I was sans-scholarship, but I found a small house in a nearby neighborhood that was renting an extra room. As I was moving my things in, I couldn’t help but notice the gorgeous woman next door. She was doing some gardening in the front yard, and I tried not to be too obvious that I was checking her out. I made a point of carrying the biggest, heaviest objects when she was looking, even though I’m kind of a skinny guy.

I was a little disappointed when her husband came out to talk to her, but it’s not like I should have been surprised. Hot, redhead, and busty isn’t the kind of girl who typically finds herself single. The husband drove off after a few minutes, and she went back to her gardening.

After Thirty years I finally fucked my High school crush [MF]

I have enjoyed masturbating to most of the encounters here on Gone wild stories I thought it was time to share this encounter. More than 30 years ago back in High School I had a classmate Bonnie she is a five feet tall long red hair light green eyes had a great personality and a fantastic figure complimented with a big pair tits. As a six foot tall slightly over weight nerdy teenager I used to fantasize and masturbate about her a lot . Even though we had many classes together throughout the our high school years I’ve never had to courage to ask her out, but we did become good friends.

After high school we lost contact, fast forward to a couple years ago we reconnected on Classmate the online year book. We then moved on to My Space, there is where I told her that I had a crush on her way back in high school. Bonnie asked me why I had never asked her out on a date back in high school, I just told her that was a chicken back then. We laughed it off and continue to reconnect online from there we moved on to Facebook.

[MF] fucked my childhood best friend on christmas eve’s eve while watching ted

acouple of weeks ago, i got out of a 15 year streak in the friendzone (we’re both 22)

her name is alondra, and she is the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen. she was probably the first girl i had a crush on and she is why my type is my type. shes pretty funny, cool to be around, accomodates my lack of social awareness and we’ve just been close forever. she never really reciprocated my feelings to my knowledge, save for some fooling around in highschool that never made it past an aggressive 1st base.

after high school, we went different ways, with me focusing on my kickboxing career and finding a shitty job to sustain me while i made a go at being a pro fighter, and she went to college for occupational therapy in a state far, far away. through the wonders of social media we managed to stay in contact and talked on a weekly basis.

over the holidays, she told me she was coming back home for christmas and that we should catch up in person while she is in the area. i said sure and said i could just pick her up from her parents and we could figure something out to do.

Accident at the Asian Massage Parlor [MF, massage, huml, PE]

I stepped out of the winter air and into the lobby of Paradise Massage. A bell on the door jingled as it closed, alerting a woman to my presence. She emerged from the nearby hallway and stepped demurely towards the desk.

“Hello,” she greeted me, a slight smile upon her lips, her fruity voice as lovely as her tall, ravishing face. She looked mature, but still youthful. I guessed she was about forty from the few barely visible crinkles at the edges of her dark, crescent eyes. But her amber skin glowed and her jet black hair shimmered with the vitality of a woman half her age.

“Hi. I have an appointment for 1 o’clock.”

“Your name?”

“Roger.”

She checked the schedule in front of her. I took a look around. A bouquet of crimson azaleas sat in a stout vase on the desk. Behind her, a golden dragon adorned the wall, dancing beneath gilded Chinese characters, reminding all who entered that this was, indeed, an Asian massage parlor. A little on the nose, I thought. Opposite the desk was a sofa and a small refrigerator, filled with various drinks. I made a note to grab a Coke on my way out. On the wall hung wooden carvings of women engaged in various rustic professions: farming, fishing, and sewing.

[MF] Christmas Swing

Over the holiday I went to visit my parents. Their next door neighbor is Pete. We went to high school together but we weren’t close friends. He helps my parents with things around their property and often stops over just to see how things are. He seems like a good guy. We don’t have much in common besides sports, but we’ve probably talked more in the last five years than the entirety of high school.

So Pete stopped by the day after Christmas to say hello. And while he was there, we got to talking and he invited me to a get-together at his place that night. I was floored. So were my parents. They said they’ve only been there once. He said a couple mutual friends from high school would be there and I figured why not. So that night I went over. I met Pete’s wife, Samantha, and saw our friends Tommy and Cal, as well as Cal’s girlfriend Emma. We had a couple drinks and a good conversation about our hometown, what’s to come in 2017, other high school friends, etc. Samantha’s the only one who didn’t grow up there, so she’s just drinking and listening. Eventually, she says we should play a game. She and Emma decide on Bananagrams. Pete and Tommy take that as an excuse to head off to Pete’s taxidermy den.

Shake Away those Thoughts.. [Incest] [erotica] (Please give feedback if my writing is any good?)

“Why his smile is so alluring to me? He is my brother now, I should not be thinking like that.” I slammed my head on the pillow in attempt to get some sleep. It has been four months since me and Patrick met, and though I didn’t felt it at first but since we are living together for last 2 months after his mom and my dad got married, I cannot stop myself from getting drawn towards him.

It is wrong, it is so wrong yet why does it feel so right? I thought as yet again I found myself at the threshold of his room. Lately, I have developed an obsession to watch him sleep. I cannot recall when I left my room and opened his door. How long am I staring him like this? He has a tall and lean built with a muscular figure but what attracts me most is his green-grey eyes and those playful lips. Oh, how I wish to kiss them? What? No, no! He is my brother. I turned on my heels an instant and paced as fast as I could without waking anybody to my room only to stop at door again. I thumped my head lightly on the door regretting my thoughts. Being in a girls-only school has kept me quite far away from boys for whole life. I turned 18 this October and never even had a boyfriend. I couldn’t comprehend why I get so weird and nervous when my friends introduced me to their brothers or male-friends. “Creepy Christy” one of them named me, and it stuck for pretty much whole high school.