[F]ingering my new [f]latmate in both holes.

When I first moved away for university I wasn’t the most sexually experienced of girls. I’d had a boyfriend for about six months who I lost my virginity to, but we’d split up just before I moved away. I moved into my flat in early September and was sharing with three girls: Sophia, Katie and Jen. For the first couple of weeks we went out more or less every night, and as much as I got on with Sophia and Katie, me and Jen seemed to be wildly similar in our personalities and clicked better with each other. As she had a smaller room, sometimes when we were coming home from a night out and we were drunk she would end up coming into my room and sleeping in my bed.

I have to admit, Jen was hot as hell. She was about 5’3, like myself, and she was slim and toned but she had been blessed with the most perfect tits. If I had to guess, I’d say she was a 30DD. She had icy blonde hair which fell all the way down her back, and soft, pale skin. All the guys wanted her, all the girls wanted to be her. Until Jen, I’d never looked at a woman before in a sexual way, but I knew I must have been attracted to her because I noticed that whenever she was in my bed, I would end up soaked in between my legs.

[MF] Fucking My Work Crush, Finally [Long]

Haven’t written in a while but been feeling extra horny and creative lately, maybe it’s the season, maybe that this time of year brings back memories of encounters, New Year’s Eve stairwell blowjobs…who knows, my on-going sexual frustration and long memory is your benefit I guess.

I had been working with Amanda (name changed to protect the guilty) for a little over a year and we’d always been friendly. She had that easy going smile and bright eyes that just made you feel at ease when you talked to her. We worked in different areas of the company so there wasn’t any issue with boss/employee stuff. She was a few years younger than me and had lived in the city for a number years. One day near the end of the day she popped over to my desk and asked if I wanted to grab a drink, she had been going through some personal shit and just needed to unwind with somebody. As we’d done this many times it was a given I’d be down.

[MF] 22/21 – How I lost my virginity with my high school crush 3.5 years after graduation. (VERY long)

So, there is a *lot* of backstory here since we’ve known eachother for almost 8 years but TLDR, Sarah (not her real name) and I dated freshman year of high school and it was one of those shitty freshman relationships where neither of us could drive and it was just destined to fail, but we remained friends (Even though I still liked her) throughout school and developed a friend group that we hung out with a lot. We all went to different universities after graduation so we kind of grew apart, but we tried to hang out over summer breaks and stuff as much as we could.

The hilarious sequence of events that led to the woman I would eventually marry walking in on me having sex with someone else [MF]

Fair warning, this is not a short story, but it’s pretty sexy, pretty funny, and 100% the truth (minus a few name changes). Hopefully you enjoy it!

This all started back when I was in college… I dated a chick named Sara for a summer when I was 22, she was 19. She had gone to HS in the town that I went to college and was home for
The summer. she went to school about 3 hours from me so it was just a summer thing, we had no interest in a long distance relationship. She was a soccer player, 5’5”, about 125 lbs, small boobs (which I didn’t mind at all, I’m an ass man), but everything else about her was perfect. Ass, legs, stomach, smile, eyes, bubbly personality with just enough sass to keep me in line. She really was the total package and I was proud to have her on my arm all summer. Long story short, we broke up at the end of the summer with no hard feelings, no intentions of getting back together and ended up hooking up a few times when she was back home from school. Remember Sara, she’s important later…

Pokegirls, Gotta fuck ’em All! (Part 5: Nigerundayo) [MF] [Footjob] [Facial] [Cum Swallow] [Handjob] [Story]

What’s up people, back with the next part, this is basically just the story element of my series, but don’t worry I’ll be posting a quicky real soon to make up for it.

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The next morning, I woke up with a raging bad case of morning wood, after having fucked two women in such a short time span, not only was I not tired, but I was still raring to go, I contemplated whether this was part of Jirachi’s wish.

I noticed the sound of sizzling nearby and went to check it out. After a couple of minutes of navigating through the maze of machinery, I finally came to the professors living room and kitchen, where she stood making breakfast, in her usual attire, except this time it was an apron instead of her lab coat.

I snuck up behind the professor before scaring her and grabbing her breasts from behind, leading to her screaming in shock.

“Steve!” She shouted, “I’m trying to cook!”

I looked at her pan, where an omelette lay with a few pieces of bacon, beside it was an already finished plate of food, containing a sausage and a couple of pieces of toast.

[FM] She didn’t listen

I gave her instructions and she never listens.

She always wants her way. She spoiled rotten and goal oriented so when she does get things the exact way she requests it becomes problematic.

I’m the oldest of three, so we are on the opposite ends of the spectrum. None the less she is a bombshell from head to toe and she has a sweet personality for the most part.

Recently, she’s been misbehaving and not listening to my orders. My patience has been wearing thin and I needed to express myself appropriately.

I get off work early and clear my night and tell her to do the same. Without question she does as she was told. Made me happy she was finally listening but she wasn’t off the hook at all.

I get to her apartment, I keep my face and my emotions stern even though I am happy to see her. She has really been working my nerves and I was there to prove a point.

I walk in; take my shoes off and walk straight to the bedroom. We speak briefly as I get a little more comfortable in between the breaks of the conversation.

Heavy rain [MF] [First person] [Special force] [Part 2]

I slowly open my eyes. It’s warmer and I feel the weight of a blanket over my body.

“Always so stubborn”. Your voice is low and I try to move to look at you. The chains rattle. Being restrained again makes my hope sink. I hear you rustling around and I flinch when you sit down beside me.

“Open your mouth”. I stare into your beautiful eyes but I keep my mouth closed. You smirk at my stubbornness. “I only want to give you something for the pain, and some water”. You help me sit up and then you hold up two pills. “Now… be a good girl and open”. I obey and you give me the painkillers and hold out a bottle of water. I put my lips to the edge and you pour.

The cold water is like a blessing and I drink greedily. You move the bottle away and I take a deep breath. You put the bottle down on the ground and pull the blanket off me.

“What are you…?” I move but your hands are already on me.

Heavy rain [MF] [First person] [Special force] [Part 1]

I’m surprised my boss didn’t call this off. But I guess no matter how much rain falls from the sky, even if it could drown us, are not a reason for stopping this operation. Operation Nightsky have been carefully planned under almost a month and being a part of the special force in DEA my time has come to shine. Me, and a couple of other colleagues are in charge of moving in, and we all got clear orders – only shoot to kill.

It’s cold and dark, I am glad i’m not the one who drives the car, as my nerves are on edge. The adrenaline is running like wildfire through my blood. I lick my lower lip nervously as the car stops.

“Everybody out”. My boss commands and we, all the 5 of us, step out. The rain hits hard. Even if I wear waterproof gear I can feel the hardness of the drops. Luckily I wear a black cap, which helps keeping the ice cold water from my eyes. With the heartbeat rushing in my ears I have to concentrate hard when my boss hands out the orders. I’m to follow with another colleague on the north side of the main building.

[FM] I caught my roommate stealing my panties pt.2

[part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e5v88q/fm_i_caught_my_roommate_stealing_my_panties/)

I really wasn’t planning on writing about how this went down because I’ve tried my best to purge it from my memories but I got enough requests that I figured I would at least wrap this story up.

Anyway, M and I fucked several times over the break until F came back. We had free range over the place so we would do it all over. His bed, my bed, the living room, kitchen, you name it. Now don’t get the wrong idea, we weren’t having sex multiple times a day, maybe once a day for a few days straight if we were lucky. We still had other obligations but those aren’t really important to this story. F told us that she was coming back in the afternoon one day so we had sex one last time in freedom before we would have to sneak around her. The main issue wasn’t that we didn’t want to have a threesome or that we were catching feelings, it was really just that we didn’t want her to feel weird in her own home and we were really relying on her to help us pay rent.

My client put me in my place – part 2 [FM]

[LINK TO PART 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ebt3gg/my_client_put_me_in_my_place_fm/)

*** Wow, I did not expect to get such positive reception from part 1!! Thanks to everyone who has read thus far. It really made me much less anxious to tell you guys about part 2. I tend to get very lengthy about how things happen, even IRL. I’m not surprised that the same applies to my recollection of this particular sexual experience. I’m sure this one will be longer than the last because much more dialogue will be added. So grab a seat. Better yet, lay on your bed. Have your hands ready haha! But seriously, I hope you guys enjoy this one too! ***

Fast forwarding to about 3.5 weeks later after my meeting with Daniel. I had a hectic day driving to and running appointments with clients. In fact, many of my days after meeting with Daniel were just as busy, if not more. I honestly hadn’t even thought of him, let alone get myself off to him. I really only masturbated to the thought of him the night that I met him, and the morning after. No other times at all. I had been able to collect myself and move on forward with my business. I’m sure keeping my schedule full helped that a bit. After all, he was a client. I can’t be thinking about sleeping with him. He hadn’t initiated a conversation with me after our initial meeting. He definitely doesn’t want me like that, and that’s something I’ve accepted.