I Received Some Spectacular Unexpected Love [MF]

The first day of Intro to Macroeconomics is not normally a notable day. But when Katherine chose the seat next to me, I took note. All I could think about that first day of class was “this girl is cute as fuck”.

And she definitely was. She was 5’4”, straight brown hair, and a body that was textbook former high school cheerleader. Small everything: boobs, butt, waist, you name it, hers was small. She was dressed cute too; she wasn’t the type to roll into class just wearing gym clothes (which is how the other person in this story would dress every day). She was in a flowy dress and stylish flats. When we spoke, her intelligence was readily apparent, and I quickly noted how driven she was. The first time I made her laugh I developed a crush on her fast enough to make Michael Scott blush

Even though we hit it off that first day, she was serious about her classes so it took me a few weeks to make enough of a connection to ask her out. Fortunately, she thought I was funny enough to tolerate the occasional missed note, although later admitted she considered moving seats because I was distracting her when she wanted to pay attention.

Quitting Smoking [M20/F20] [Con] [Gentle Fdom] [FPOV]

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The match flared off the heel of his boot with a sparking hiss. The initial combustion calmed and he held the steady flame to his cigarette tip. The still night air carried the soft sizzle of tobacco burning. He took a hard pull, the tip glowing orange in the dark, and, satisfied, waved away the burning match before it could scorch his fingers.

Derek bought the special “strike anywhere” matches with the phosphorous heads down in Mexico, or so he claimed. He was a theatre kid, so he had a flair for the dramatic. It didn’t impress me as much as he probably thought it did, but that was ok. I found the goofy camp of him playing cowboy with every smoke kinda cute.

He bent down, cigarette in mouth. His eyes were closed as he absorbed the first hit of nicotine. I leant in, having to go on tippy-toes to reach even though he wasn’t tall, our cigarette tips touching. I observed his face, the soft peach fuzz that he called a beard and his thick, golden lashes. My tip took and I leant back, taking an appreciative suck. Warm smoke, which I had once found burning, filled my lungs. I let out a cloud into the night air.

Redeeming mysel[F] to tiny dicky Ricky

Back in high school, there was this one fella who was quite unlucky. In our first gym class, some bully dropped his pants in front of everyone and his underwear fell off as well. This incident earned him the nickname tiny dicky Ricky for the entire time he went to our school. The sad reality is that teenagers are mean and do not forget. He was a sweet kid, but the poor guy got so bullied. Even when he finally had a girlfriend, she broke up with him and sent everyone a picture of his cock.

Fast forward to my first party in college, when I arrived I immediately recognized him. I hadn’t though about him in years, but seeing again reminded me of how little I did to help him out back in the days. So I went to talk to him and I quickly realized how terrified he was to talk to a women, especially someone who knew about his past. So unfortunate too, because he was really good looking, bright blue eyes and curly blond hair definitely my type. Don’t get me wrong those 15 minutes were just about the most awkward conversation I had in my life, he was completely clueless as to how to flirt. I got ourselves drinks and asked him if we could go somewhere a little quieter. I had to make amends and give back some confidence to this young man.

When the freshman meets a stranger on Reddit [MM]

College is a formative experience for everyone and for many it’s where we’re free to let our freak flag fly for the first time. Until around high school I was always the goody good choir boy. Then I discovered Reddit and found my way down the rabbit hole we all know and love. By the time I turned 18 and moved into my first college dorm I was a horny mess of hormones and nerdy awkwardness.

When not in class or with friends, I browsed my local and r4r subs, intrigued that people actually used Reddit to chat and even meet up (remember when people posted success stories?) and not just for memeing. I tried my luck with F4M posts, but no luck. Tried posting my own M4F, and they got lost in the sea of horny M’s. Except for the occasional guy that would reply or DM. After some initial annoyance and horrid dick pics (ladies, I get it), some DM became very flattering and led to interesting conversations! I became a bit bolder and replied to some M4A posts that looked “just for conversation”.

My gf, Amy and our friend, Hyun, pay off a lost bet to me. (MFF 21) (role playing) part 1

This is continued from a long series about my gf Amy.

After eating some breakfast and sitting around awhile, Amy, Hyun, and I were going to go to the science building to check our final exam grades for molecular biology. Hyun and Amy both told me that if I scored higher than them on the exam, they would both put on their old Catholic high school uniforms and we could do whatever I wanted.

We left my apartment walking across campus on a cold, dreary, December day. It was the Friday right before winter break and all of us were done with exams. We were all staying until Sunday, only because my band had a gig Saturday night. Sarah walked with Amy, Hyun, and me, but when we got to the science building, she headed off to her own apartment. Sarah said, “See you later, I don’t want to set foot in that building ever again.” Sarah started as a chem major freshman year and rapidly decided to change to a non science program.

Amy, Hyun, and I went up to the biology level. We found our exam grades posted on a bulletin board in the hall. As we looked at the scores, I said, “Fuck yes, I beat you, get out those plaid skirts girls.”

[MF][MF] One Bed, Two Couples continued.. PT.2

If you haven’t read PT.1 here’s the the [link](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wi35ti/mf_mf_one_bed_two_couples/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Got close to her stretched pink pussy and I just let my breath out ever so slightly and demanded my breath to make her moan. As I continued, she groaned at me to stop teasing her. Took the middle of my tongue, pressed it against her clit, and went up. As I slide through her lips, I get a taste of her juices. She was creamy and it was like a little wet silky rope that was left on my tongue.

As I continued, I heard in a weak but firm moan, “tongue fuck my ass”. I got so excited when she said that. I knew I had to get in the shower, so briefly, I licked her hole and backed away, and spit on it disrespectfully, but respectfully( if you’ve ever done it, you’ll know what I mean). Now my tongue isn’t the longest so I try my best to stretch it out while in her ass. As I’m eating her ass, I take two fingers; insert them into her vagina, and press on her g spot. By this point, she is extremely wet.

The Afterparty: Around the Pool, Part 1 (OC) (Game of Dares, Slow Burn to Group Sex)

*Six friends hanging around after a college party end up in a game of Dares, and things quickly escalate. This story was originally written in smaller chapters, the first five of which are presented here. Expect an escalating tease, eventually devolving into debauched chaos*

**CHAPTER 1**

If you were being honest with yourself, even though some of your closest friends were at the party you had started to feel like it might have been a better idea to stay home that night. Your Eng310 course was kicking your ass with readings and you’d proven to yourself over and over again that you just didn’t have game.

Parties like this happened every couple of weeks, and Sarah was often the host since she shared a house with her older sister – paid for by Daddy, of course – and Tiff was out of town a lot. As long as Sarah had it cleaned up by Sunday afternoon, she could invite as many people over as she wanted and party into the night. Booze flowed, music blasted through their sound system and on any one party a good eighty people might filter in and out before most of them went out to one of the student bars or clubs by midnight.

[FM]The groomsmen and bridesmaids are supposed to have an orgy right?

I went to my friend Morgan’s wedding this weekend. Myself, Kasie and Riley are friends from high school which made up 3/5 of her bridesmaids(I didn’t know the other 2). I had met Morgan’s husband before but never any of his friends.

Anyways, the wedding was all the usual craziness with so many pictures followed by standing around for hours on end. I’ll spare you the boring details and get to the end when the fun starts.

The party was wrapping up but myself, Kasie and Riley were drunkenly flirting with 2 of the groomsmen, Brad and Ryan. I could tell Brad wanted to bend me over the table the whole day and after an afternoon of teasing him, I was gonna give him his fantasy. Without breaking from the conversation with the rest of the group, I started rubbing his inner thigh and crotch. Within a minute I could feel he was throbbing erect and he started to grope me under the table too. Since he was rock hard I knew it was time to tease him one last time.

“Brad, you should invite us all up to your room. There is nothing left to drink now!” I interjected into the conversation out of no where.

Coach Gets the Best Out of His Athlete [M42F20] [dubcon] [noncon] [degradation]

I sat in my office, behind my desk. My leg was bouncing up and down, my hard cock had already slunk down my gym shorts, hugging my thigh. It was strained, straining. I needed release. It was my own fault, really. Dancing around the idea of blackmail, coercing a college student into sex, fucking one of my athletes on my desk. Nothing, I mean, nothing got me off more…

I adjusted my opinion. It wasn’t my fault. It was her fault. She was a goddamn idiot. Useless on the court. She couldn’t serve for shit and she never communicated. I mean, she never fucking communicated. I shook my head just thinking about how shit of a volleyball player she was. I knew she must have been hot in high school, anchor of the team, now she was here, big fish in a little pond. She was my problem. Well…

I smiled. The problem for her was that she was here on a scholarship. I kick her, that’s gone, then she’s out for real. Packing her bags back to mom and dad somewhere. The college had handed her to me on a silver platter, all I had to do was have the balls to take her. My balls were aching already.

Undercover Alphas (or so we hoped) [gay] [M4M] [all characters are 18+]

****** All characters in this work of fiction are over the age of 18 and completely made up for my pleasure. ********

Mind wiping. It changed the spy business forever. CIA. FBI. KGB. Whatever. Once the technology was in place, anyone could be a spy.

High school dropout. Homeless guy on the street. Hell, even your damn grandma.

Just as long as you could put yourself in the right place at the right time. Get the intel and get the hell outta there.

Later, they’d just wipe out specific parts of your memory, flush whatever you’d learned out of your brain. Gone were the days where spies were assassinated for knowing too much. At the end of the job, no one knew anything except for those who needed to know.

Of course, this changed police work too. Undercover jobs were pretty much all freelanced out to civilians who would get the intel for a competitive price, then forget everything.

And that’s how I found myself at Cisco’s Bath Parlor. I was replacing a guy whose identity had been compromised. Apparently, there was a pretty big drug ring going on here behind the scenes, and it was my job to get names and fast before the operation relocated.