Tag: High School

I’m back: Sex With My Boss’s Daughter

Some of you might remember me. I posted under a different ironman name up until recently. I deleted my account, because it got hacked. Some of the stories I posted over the last couple of years are gone forever from reddit, so I figured I would come back and start posting some old ones to make sure they aren't lost. I will post new stories as well when I have a chance. Here is an old one. Hope you enjoy:

Like I've said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. I'm generally considered a really good-looking guy (used to model, 6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give. Read more »

All I Want For My Birthday Is A Big Booty Hoe [f/f]: A Kennedy and Chloe Chronicle. PS. Chloe found out about my storytelling…

HI! Well it's been a while huh? Two main reasons why such the gap, the first Chloe found my writings when I forgot to log in on this account in incognito mode…. so a fight ensued. I let her read all 58 pages in my word doc. which is everything i've posted here. We discussed and came to an agreement. I'm allowed to continue as long as she reads them first so i'd say a win win situation for everyone.

The second is that I'm getting major writers block. I feel like there is only so many ways you can describe your clit getting licked. I feel like i'm getting very repetitive with the scenes and that bothers me. Okay okay okay let's get to what you really came for.

I only read over it once before I posted, Chloe and I have a shower to go to so I didn't have time. I feel edit again later so please excuse whatever rn

And here we go…..

Sunday night: “You really are a lucky twat” my inner goddess reminded me as I fell asleep next to Chloe on my Birthday. Read more »

Me [F17] and the bank teller [M27]…first date

I was raised in a small town and had conservative parents with typical family values, which caused me to grow up with a decent sense of modesty and a lot of naïveté. I always liked boys a little too much. I had my first "boyfriend" in kindergarten, and didn't stop from there. Up until the age of 16, I always had a boyfriend, which at that age meant not much more than just a buddy who I held hands with, went to movies with, and kissed sometimes.

My first serious boyfriend was Tim and we dated for a year, the whole junior year of high school. Over the last couple months of our relationship I had been hinting that I wanted to have sex. I was being subtle, but I was bringing it up enough that it was becoming an elephant in the room. Tim wanted to wait until marriage, which I stupidly agreed to just because it's what I thought I should do and say. I knew, deep down, that I wouldn't be able to wait. I was already masturbating like crazy, at least 4x a day, and sometimes not even at home. I made myself cum in my friend's pool while she was in the bathroom….I couldn't even keep my hands off myself at a sleepover with other friends. I would wait til they were asleep and then rub one out right next to them. I had no idea how I was going to get a guy to have sex with me at this age (if I only knew how easy it would have been, haha) but I was ready, physically and mentally, to get fucked. Every guy I saw, I thought about fucking. My friends' dads, my dad's friends, my teachers, the mailman. Read more »

Giving my [f]irst blow job

My first GWS submission, I decided to spend my lunch break typing up one of my favorite memories :)

This happened when I was 17. I lived in a smallish town and I worked at this tiny mom and pop store owned by an older couple. There were only two employees, me, and my manager Ryan, who was 24.

I was a senior in high school but I had the biggest crush on a guy who worked at the bank I used. He was older than me, but I knew he was interested. He was a bank teller and we would catch each other's eyes when I was in line. I always went inside to deposit my checks.

I had thought about the bank teller, Mike, so many times while masturbating. I was still a virgin but I wanted to have sex with him so bad. I knew I was inexperienced but I had watched a little bit of porn and had an idea of how to handle a dick. More than anything, I wanted to impress him with a fantastic blow job, but I had never given one before. Read more »

The Club [FFM][oral][cheating]

This night was a bust. Between the loud music and watered down drinks, Phillip was regretting letting himself be talked into going out to this club. His friend, Mike, swore to him that the drag show the club was famous for would leave him covered in horny women, but to Phillip, the place seemed filled with kids fresh out of high school and lonely old men. Grabbing Mike’s shirt and pulling him over to shout over the music, Phillip yelled, “I’m going to get some air!”

Pushing through the crowd of dancing, sweaty bodies, Phillip finally broke free and stepped out the doors. It was so much quieter out here. What had he been thinking? That it had been too long since he had gotten laid, probably. Read more »

Better Days Haven’t Came Since The Day I (M) Reconnected with My Ex-Girlfriend (F) – [Part II]

Continuing the story of me and an ex-girlfriend. You can find the first here:

https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3kz37w/better_days_havent_came_since_the_day_i_m/

As much as we seemed like high school students, when we were together the sexual attraction between us paved our way to heaven. Our schedules were busy as I lead our schools rocketry team and prepped for AP exams, hers did too with after-school classes and studying for upcoming standardized testing. Though we always made time for each other, be it one day a week. Since we had differing schedules, our paths never crossed, but I'd surely see her from across campus making her way towards her next class. As soon as school ended we somehow found each other without looking. We'd say our goodbyes to friends and take the long way home. Read more »

The One That Broke My Heart [MF]

This is going to be a long one, though I'll try to shorten it as much as possible. You can skip ahead to the sexy part if you want.

I met Katy at work. I won't go into the details, but it was a low-paying job and she was a new manager. You've heard of love at first sight? We hated each other. She hated my aloof attitude and I hated her desperation to prove herself as a new boss.

Looking back makes the rest of the story make sense, when you look at it that way. Katy and I didn't become fast friends. She was the closest thing I had to an enemy at the time, and we were forced to work together by happenstance.

Grudgingly we grew to respect one another. She was a good leader, I had to admit, and never did anything to make me feel like she was just lording her power over me. I was a hard worker and a fast learner and she quickly learned to rely on me whenever she needed something done. Read more »

Better Days Haven’t Came Since The Day I (M) Reconnected with My Ex-Girlfriend (F)

Circa 2007 I dated a gal during High School that was simply infatuated with me. Her eyes looked at me like a novel, reading into my judgments and actions as if trying to learn my true existence. By no means were we hippies, though she was a dreamer and I was a realist, we were almost perfect for each other. It wasn't long till we hit third base.

I'd walk her home through narrow alley ways, away from shrewd eyes. Only there did we have any amount of privacy a teenager could have in plain light. We'd sit behind a chain fence with our backs to a garage looking towards the alley way in our school uniforms. When we knew we were alone, she'd sit on my lap, her legs bent at the knees, her skirt barely hiding her baby blue panties. I'd gain the courage to graze my fingers across her slit as we kissed in lust. The more I touched her, the wetter her panties became. There was the occasional person who would walk by, and/or car, though they wouldn't every say a word, just notice us a keep going…it made the moment even more suspenseful. Read more »

Teacher’s pet [m+f](long!)

I call him Simon when he plays “Professor” with me. (!! is where the fantasy takes place, happy reading)

It had been a few years since we met, and I finally worked up some nerve to answer him late one night when he asked if I ever fantasized about him. Of course I had, he was beautiful. We grew up together in a disjointed kind of way and I watched the skinny boy turn into the stout man before me. Bronzed skin, full lips, just a few freckles over his nose to compliment those beautiful blue-green eyes. He had started to wear his hair in dreads and I have to admit I was enamored by him. Having just secured a Teacher’s Assistant position at the University, I hadn’t been able to stop thinking of him.

“Yeah,” I answered. “Yeah, I do fantasize about you. It’s pretty mundane, a fantasy that many women have I’m sure.” He quirked an eyebrow up and started to smirk, “Oh? Please, do tell.” Was that a blush I saw sliding up to his cheeks? Simon never blushes unless I call him gorgeous, which he is, and so I do often. I cleared my throat and tried to keep my own blushing in check. I could feel heat rushing up into my face and down to my collarbone as I realized there would be no avoiding this now. Read more »

Sexy Scrabble: part 1 [str8] [mf] [oral]

I’ve know Ethan for what seem like forever. We were childhood best friends and middle school enemies. But then in high school when he decides to go and date my best friend Rachel, I realized Ethan wasn’t the total dumb ass he was in middle school. Nor was he the geeky loner kid with the ugly buzz cut. In fact Ethan was now, dare I say it, downright fucking sexy! His acne cleared up into perfectly tan skin. His grew his dirty blond hair into the perfect bedheaded mess. And once he lost the glasses, his bright green eyes captured every girl’s attention and heart.

But my best friend was dating him, so I could never make a move on Ethan. Friendship, however, was something that I could form, and did. We reconned over all the things that had made us childhood friends such as skateboarding, Blink-182, and board games. Yes! board games, both Ethan and I were avid players. Everyone in our friend circle made fun of us for it, but we were too busy rolling dice and counting squares to give a shit. Read more »