You are here

Home

Stories | 2016

The Country Girl at the Dog Park

Before I start, I'll give a little about myself. I'm a 5'11'', brown hair, hazel eyes, and HWP 28 year old male. I go to the gym regularly, decent amount of muscle but could clean up my diet. Hopefully that gives the picture. Anyway, I'm your regular old guy who for some reason has had really good luck over the past few years.

My Airbnb guest (NSFW)

(This is kind of long and since it's my first post, I wasn't really sure what to include but I thought it was important to give the back story because that’s what made this such an amazing experience. Here goes…)

So it was late May of this year and my flatmate Alex was on this two week holiday mountain climbing in Switzerland. Before he left, he asked me if I would mind if he let out his room on Airbnb and I jokingly said no, as long as he found a hot girl to rent it to.

The waitress in my backseat

Longtime reader, first time poster. Sorry it's on mobile. So I was at a bar for happy hour a few months back. 2 buddies and I are throwing back beers and shooting the shit. The bartender is this sexy brunette. Curvy in all the right places and an experienced flirt. The bar is slow, as it's just a Tuesday night at about 7 o'clock. We are all talking, harmless flirting, a couple borderline rude comments, but she's having a laugh with us and playing along. After about an hour she comes over and chats with us some more but won't stop looking at me.

I (f) did something when I was 19 that could be considered dangerous, but still makes me giggle like a schoolgirl.

First time here, posted on gonewild too and am tempted to post more, but let's see how sharing this story goes. Like the title says, I did something when I was 19 (I'm 24 now) that still makes me giggle like a schoolgirl. No one in my real life knows, just you guys and the people involved.

Because... fuck picnics. [m+f]

Luca and I had been circling each other for two weeks. He’d catch me along and lick from my shoulder to my ear. I’d find him in his office and fondle his zipper. I’d made him crawl backwards up over the chair near the wall once. Quite pleased with myself, I had been flirting and teasing since that day. He kept telling me he’d make it up to me, but things kept getting in the way.

Pages