high school romance [mf]

Do you remember what it was like, being in high school?

The insecurity, the lack of confidence, the self-assured ignorance, the hormones, the gossip, the jealousy, the flaky friends, the obsession with popularity.

Oh, and the firsts. You can’t forget all of those first times for everything in high school. First time driving, first time sneaking out of my parents house, first time giving a guy blue balls, first time kissing until my lips hurt, first time giving a blow job, first time having sex, first time having sex in the back of my car, first time falling in love, first time heartbreak.

For some reason, I always think back to that first time with Jordan. He was so sweet, and we were so innocent, so ignorant. We had no idea what we were doing, but it was the first time I had ever experienced another person touching my body, caressing my skin, desiring each other so fully that we would have done anything to just have each other. In those moments, our concept of the world went no further than each other. We had everything we needed in each other. We thought it would last forever. But that was part of the beauty, part of the appeal, part of the magic of those first times. We were under a spell, cast by a limited understanding of the way love and relationships work.

high school romance [mf]

Do you remember what it was like, being in high school?

The insecurity, the lack of confidence, the self-assured ignorance, the hormones, the gossip, the jealousy, the flaky friends, the obsession with popularity.

Oh, and the firsts. You can’t forget all of those first times for everything in high school. First time driving, first time sneaking out of my parents house, first time giving a guy blue balls, first time kissing until my lips hurt, first time giving a blow job, first time having sex, first time having sex in the back of my car, first time falling in love, first time heartbreak.

For some reason, I always think back to that first time with Jordan. He was so sweet, and we were so innocent, so ignorant. We had no idea what we were doing, but it was the first time I had ever experienced another person touching my body, caressing my skin, desiring each other so fully that we would have done anything to just have each other. In those moments, our concept of the world went no further than each other. We had everything we needed in each other. We thought it would last forever. But that was part of the beauty, part of the appeal, part of the magic of those first times. We were under a spell, cast by a limited understanding of the way love and relationships work.

Threesome (straight guy doing gay things) (long) [MMF]

It was a bit of a weird situation for me. At the time I considered myself “straight” (despite a certain [blowjob in the public showers](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/636oyh/a_show_and_a_bj_in_a_public_shower_mm/) some time before), and my best friend Jay was gay. He’d made several passes at me when we were drunk but, despite the fact that he was fairly attractive and someone I cared for, I always politely turned him down (probably because we were always in mixed company and he wasn’t publicly “out” yet so it would have been pretty bad). It never got awkward for more than a second.

Meanwhile, I had this crush on my friend Kit. Well I say “crush”… Let’s just call it what it is: I thought she was hot as hell. She was pale, slim, big eyes, great smile, and with legs that just went on and on and on… She was an inch taller than me too, so around 6′ 2” or so. Spent a LOT of time thinking about those long, long legs wrapping around me.

Unfortunately she was interested in Jay. Him being gay was just another challenge for her. She wanted what she wanted. It’s one of the reasons I respected her as a friend actually, that whole goal-driven thing.

Second Night in St. Louis [MF][Exhibitionist][semi-MMF]

Saturday began with a room service breakfast while we got showered and dressed for the Cardinals game. With the curtains open, we noticed that there was another hotel directly behind ours … a Holiday Inn, I believe. We could see in to the rooms over there, which meant that it was a pretty good bet that the folks there could see into the rooms at the Adams Mark. I filed that away for later use.

The ballgame was fun. There’s nothing like a Cardinals game …the sounds of the vendors, the taste of a Hunters hot dog that’s been cooked on a flat griddle, the beer, and the atmosphere. The Cards won the game, which they always seem to do when we’re in town for a game.

We walked back to the room to freshen up a bit for dinner. We had decided to take a cab to Union Station and grab a steak at Dierdorf and Hart’s. My wife was more conservatively dressed than the night before … a blue silk sunning suit and sneakers. I again wore a pair of jeans and a polo. As usual, that was all we had on. Or so I thought.

[MF] The tallest woman I’ve ever hooked up with

I enjoy a good house party. I’ll generally take a house party over a trip to the club or a bar any day of the week. Show up with a small amount of alcohol, enjoy yourself in a relatively (if you know the people well) safe environment, and spend time with a good mix of people you already know and people you don’t. Any time there was a party happening in graduate school, I made time for it. I spent most of my days reading and working, so having a few evenings free was never problematic for me.

So when [Stephanie](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5t8w9z/mf_the_era_of_man_slut_stephanie/) told me she was having a get together to break in her new place (this was long after she and I had ended our shenanigans – she began seeing somebody seriously and they’d moved in together), I was all in. I knew it was going to be all the regular members of our cohort plus some friends of friends, and I was very much in the mood to meet new people.

[FFM] Being double penetrated with a dick and a strapon​

On Saturday Master and i invited a friend over. We had met her on tinder a few months ago and had hooked up once before. She is so chilled about sex and BDSM, we told her straight away about our dynamic when we met.

She rocked up in the afternoon. I was already wearing my collar. The three of us sat on the bed and chatted about random things for awhile until she said, “shall we get to it?”

Sir went to the cupboard and pulled out the long black strapon, handing it to her. Without a pause, he lay onto the bed and I climbed onto him, reverse cowgirl style. With his cock lubed up, he slid it into my ass and I slowly started bouncing up and down.

Our friend took awhile to work out how to tighten the straps, but once she did she knelt in front of my and slid the strapon into my wet pussy.

The two of them fucked my for ages. Sir was very impressed by how well I took being double penetrated. I was surprised too, I don’t normally handle such vigorous fucking of my ass for very long.

Everyone’s Girlfriend Chapter 01 [MF][cheating]

It’s quick and dirty, I know. Wanted to get some frantic, rushed sex in before drawing it out in later chapters.

**Chapter One**

Kaley was Darryl’s girl, and everyone knew it. A true blue Aussie sheila, she was tall and tan, with a surfer’s tight body and a cheeky grin that fired up everyone who saw it. Her hair was straw-blonde and straight, never worn in anything other than a simple ponytail. She didn’t have time to spend on her hair and makeup in between surfing, lifeguarding, uni and fucking Darryl’s brains out.

Oh yeah, Kaley was also a sex fiend. She sure didn’t keep her voice down when she got fucked – which apparently happened quite often. In between raucous nights at the beach house, she would wander around in her favourite blue-and-white bikini, wiggling her ass playfully with every step. Seven of them had come on this trip: Darryl and Kaley, Alex and his girlfriend Tamsin, and three more single guys. Quentin was a big dude who liked to joke that he kept his six-pack safe under a layer of fat; Paul was a flamboyantly gay – or at least bi – Englishman who had come out to this sun-drenched corner of the world to study abroad; and Tom was the only one who seemed concerned about being single.

[MF] Evening Swim

I am so dreadfully nervous. It’s our second date and he’ll be outside any moment. I can’t help but be nervous. I bought a new bikini. I didn’t want him to see the other pairs, old and limp around the bum. Although I can’t help but feel that this new suit makes it look like I have the chest of an 11 year old. God, I’m insecure about my body.

Our second date and already he’ll see that I’m chubby in the thighs and flat in the chest. Why can’t I be the other way around. I’m wearing mascara too, to the beach! It’s going to smudge despite its waterproof title.

Oh no, here’s the text! He’s outside. Okay Tess, chill. Everything is going to be fine.

I walk outside and there he is, on the pavement, waiting for me. He’s so beautiful, especially in this evening summer glow, orange ripples warming the sky. He shoots me a smile and my heart pounds. His teeth bare, crinkles forming under his eyes and his eyes, oh his eyes. Crystal clear and as blue as the mid morning sky when the fog has just cleared.