How reddit led me [M] to a wild threesome with two married women [PART 1].

This may all sound unbelievable, but I promise it is all 100% true.

Years and years ago, I would post frequently on subreddits like r/dirtyr4r, r/randomactsofblowjob, and all the other related friend finder subreddits here on Reddit. As anyone who’s ever been on those subreddits will tell you – getting a response back as a man is as good a bet as winning the lottery.

I had been posting for weeks looking for someone to explore my kinkier side with. I had gotten into watching more bdsm-style porn, but had never quite gotten the chance to explore whether I’d actually like to *do* it. Reddit seemed like the logical place to post: you can be as upfront and blunt as you want while setting your *exact* expectations and boundaries pretty early. Everyone’s just there to get laid.

Eventually, I hit the lottery. A red envelope.

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She had messaged me only a few words saying she was interested, where she was located, and to message her on a chat app.

Now, full disclosure, this wasn’t my first rodeo. I had successfully used Reddit in the past for hookups and was familiar with the endless scammers trying to get you to subscribe to their only fans or send them your first-born. Asking to move to an outside chat was a bit of a red flag, but I played along. And I am so, so glad I did.

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We got to chatting doing the usual back-and-forth smut. We discussed our kinks and what I was looking for, our boundaries, and what we looked like.

By the way she was describing herself, I thought she was too good to be true. She said she was a 5’5 slim red head, lots of freckles, medium-sized tits, and as she described it – “I have no ass but I don’t give a shit.” I was weary – this must be a scammer. So I asked for video verification, and was pleasantly surprised.

She was exactly as she had described. I was in shock. Did I really just find a hot red-head on Reddit that wants to fuck me?

We chat some more; I learn she works in the same neighborhood that I do; we both like working out and fitness; her favorite position is doggy, mine is too; she cooks a ton, I love pizza; she’s married I’ – **wait.**

This was a bit of a wrench. She had dropped it so casually, as if it weren’t a big deal. As if I wouldn’t be a home wrecker son-of-a-bitch. As if this wasn’t her plotting to cheat with a stranger she met online. As if this wasn’t wrong. And yet, at the same time, this was a hot redhead with nice tits who wanted to fuck me. Decisions, decisions.

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I tell her I’m going to make a game-day decision. We agree to meet up during our lunch hour at work.

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My heart pounds throughout the entire day. I had done this before, but never with a married woman. While I knew it was the wrong thing to do, there was a certain part of me that was turned on knowing exactly how wrong it was. I decided to go through with it and meet her at lunch.

We meet on the corner near a park. It’s a beautiful sunny day and I see her from across the street; she’s wearing a light blue strapless sundress with white flats and oversized sunglasses. Her red hair flows down to the middle of her back, and she has a slight bounce in the way she walks.

I might as well take this time to describe myself. Way back when this happened, I was a hell of a hunk. 6’1, lean and muscular, short dark hair and brown eyes; little bit of a beard. I’d almost always be wearing a short sleeve t-shirt that’d show off my arms that I got working out 5x a week. These days, I am the proud owner of a dad bod. But I digress.

We wave to each other from the across the street, and she starts walking towards me. My heart is just about in my throat now, yet I somehow manage to squeak out a calm and collected “Hey there.”

“Hey!” she says, “let’s find somewhere to sit?”

“Okay, sounds good.”

She leads a little further into the park, away from the street. “My husband’s co-workers sometimes are around this part of town. I don’t want anyone to see us from the street.”

“Oh….okay,” I say, nervously awaiting for her husband to come from behind a bush and beat me with a bat.

“Don’t worry about it. My husband is out of town right now,” she says with a smile.

Phew. That put me at ease.

We get to finally talking in person, making each other laugh and giggle about the absurdity of finding each other on Reddit. I learn a whole lot more about her – she is dissatisfied with her husband. He’s always away from home on work, and when he is home, he ignores her.

This, to me, was baffling. She was seriously beautiful. Every time she laughed, she would throw her head back and her big tits would bounce up and down. Her smile was infectious. How could anyone not want to make love to this, constantly?

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While we were talking, we would lightly touch one another here and there, and move closer and closer on the bench to one another. As I would speak, she’d stroke my arms or grab my shoulder. When she was talking, I’d run my fingers along the top of her exposed back. By the end of the conversation, our bodies were completely touching on the bench. I had one hand cupping the very top of her ass and another the inside of her thigh. She had both hands on my legs.

“Can I kiss you?” I asked.

“Please.”

We kissed. A light peck, and then another and another – until we fully embraced. Our lips fully connected, one on top of the other exchanging our breaths from our mouths.

She pulled away. We made plans to meet up after work.

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5PM couldn’t come fast enough. I couldn’t stop thinking about that kiss. It was so wrong and naughty yet felt so right. I was eager for more.

We kept messaging each other all afternoon, waiting for it to finally be 5PM. That meetup in the park had gotten her wet, she said. She sent me pictures of how wet she had gotten, and I sent her pics of how hard that made me. I thought I would cum just at the anticipation.

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**DIRTY PART STARTS HERE**

We meet up after work and immediately go to a bar in another neighborhood. This time, we’re a lot less tense with each other. I know her husband is out of town, we’re somewhere more private, and the drinks are flowing. Shot after shot, more and more dirty words and thoughts start to get exchanged.

In my drunken ramble, I tell her that I have a fantasy of being called “daddy” in bed.

She responds, “that’s good to know, daddy,” and jokingly winks at me. Hearing her say that awoke something in me that I didn’t quite know existed. I needed to have her, and I needed to have her now.

We take another drink and discuss our kinks and desires out loud. This wasn’t so much a discussion as it was a plan. It was clear that she had a lot of the same fantasies as me and that her husband was not letting her live them out. She wanted someone to fuck her hard and to dominate her, and she wanted me to do it.

“Go to the bathroom. Wait for me,” I said, feeling the liquid confidence oozing through my body. I had never been an official “dom” or anything like that before, but I felt a strong sensation of wanting to tell her exactly what to do.

Her eyes grew wide, “Yes, daddy,” as she picked up her purse and walked towards one of the bathrooms in the back of the bar. I waited a couple of minutes and followed her in, locking the door behind me.

Our lips locked right away, this time with much more passion and desire than on the bench. Our tongues would swirl around one another, saliva going back and forth between our mouths.

I press her up against the wall and continued to make out with her. She began to moan as I kissed her and pressed up against her. I took her arms in my hands and pinned them to wall next to her body. Her palms were facing outward, legs spread just a little bit, back against the white tile wall with the weight of my body firmly against her. She was barely able to move except for her head which kept kissing me and moaning as I stopped her from pushing back.

I put my hand gently around her throat and stopped kissing her.

“Yes daddy, please choke me…” she leaned in and whispered into my ear.

I felt my cock gain an extra few inches when she said that. I felt my mood start to change. More aggressive, dominant, and uncaring except for my pleasure.

“Do whatever you want to me daddy…” she whispered again.

I strengthened the grip around her neck. “Fuck yes please…”

“Are you daddy’s slut?” I asked.

“Yes, I’m daddy’s little slut. Please daddy do whatever you want to me,” she said, almost whimpering.

And I did. Something in that moment came over me that I’d never done before.

I slapped her face.

It was a super porno-esque thing to do and I’d never try it on any other hookup unless I knew they were into kink. And she was. And boy did she like it.

Her eyes popped wide open again. My hand was still around her throat, slowly making her face red.

“Oh my fucking god do it again. Do it again! Slap me!” she yelled.

All this time she had been whispering or talking at a low volume. We were at a loud bar but I guess we still didn’t want to make too much of a ruckus. But she *really* liked the slapping.

So I did it again. And again. And again.

I’d slap her while choking her, and she’d moan and ask for another.

“Please daddy keep slapping me please do it!” she would cry.

Eventually, I turned her around and lifted up her blue sundress. She was wearing blue polka-dot panties. Again I pressed her against the wall and whispered into her ear from behind “Do you want daddy to slap your ass? Have you been a bad fucking girl?”

“Yes daddy. Please spank me. Please!”

So I did. I pulled her underwear into her ass crack and went to town on her ass. Left hand, right hand, backhand, each cheek. At one point I wrapped my hand around the front of her neck, pressed up against the wall, and spanked her over and over. Her pale white skin made the redness of her ass stand out.

I turned her around. “Get on your fucking knees.”

She got on her knees and I unzipped my pants and took my already rock-hard dick out.

She began to suck on it right away. She was clearly experienced; she would cup my balls while licking the bottom of my shaft, and then deepthroat as far as she could. Over and over, she would choke herself on my cock, making a mess of spit and tears all over her face. Her makeup was starting to come undone, but I thought it made her look hotter.

At one point I pulled out of her mouth and began to smack the sides of her face with my cock, smearing the spit and tears all along my shaft. I lifted her up from her knees.

“Go sit against the wall, now,” I said.

“Yes daddy.”

She went to sit against the wall. It hit me that I hadn’t fully seen her tits yet.

“Pull your dress down.”

She follows my order and pulls the top of her dress down, revealing her tits in a black bra.

“The bra too.”

She reaches behind her back and reveals the nicest pair of tits I had ever seen in my life. The areolas are light pink and cute, the tits themselves perky and round. I walk over to her and ask her to give me her hands. My cock is hanging right next to her head as she hands me her arms. I’m towering over her.

I place her arms firmly above her head and against the wall, and bend down a bit to get my cock directly in front of her mouth. “Suck it.”

She moves her head and begins to suck my dick as I hold her hands above her head and against the wall. I look down at her and ask if she is okay with me face fucking her.

“Do whatever you want to me daddy.”

I oblige. I start to roughly fuck her face, sticking my cock in and out as if her mouth is just a hole to be used. She gags, but I push my cock in a little further as she does, releasing a ton of spit all over my dick. It was, quite honestly, the hottest moment of my life.

I let her take a breather and release her hands. I take my hands and hold the sides of her head and slowly start to thrust into and out of her mouth. Each time I pull out, a trail of spit leads between my cock and her mouth.

I lift her up from the floor. She’s looking like a mess, but she still looks beautiful. I take my pants and boxers off and leave them on the floor. I raise the bottom of her dress again and pull her underwear down. Her turn.

I lightly press my fingers onto her pussy, gently rubbing up and down her slit with my fingers. I’m letting her take a break after the rough mouth-pounding she just received. I move my fingers a little faster at the top of her pussy and she starts to moan.

“Oh fuck…yes daddy….please….you’re going to make me cum….”

As she says this, she grabs my cock in her hand and starts to jerk me off. She’s tall, so my cock isn’t too far from her pussy.

I stick my fingers inside her pussy and she starts to gyrate against me. “Please daddy…yes…don’t stop daddy….keep going…oh…god!”

“You’re such a bad little slut.”

“Fuck yes, fuck yes I am.”

She vibrates against me, her leg wrapping around mine as she cums, her head sinking into my shoulder as she is overcome with pleasure and ecstasy.

“Fffffuuucccckkkk!”

She leans against the wall. The bottom of her dress is lifted up, the other half is lifted down. She has her big tits out, her pussy wet and throbbing, and her spit and tears are causing her to lips to shine.

I start to rub my cock against her slit. Her pussy is sensitive to the touch so I slowly go back and forth. A look of concern comes across her. We stop for a second.

“Shit. I didn’t think we were going to fuck. I don’t have anything. I’m not even on birth control.”

I keep rubbing my dick back and forth on her slit. We both want it so bad.

She sighs a little and says, “It’s fine. Just don’t cum inside me.”

That was all I needed to hear. I lifted up her leg and slid into her pussy. She gasped, my hard rod breaking through into her pussy and filling her up. I started to slide in and out, faster and faster. We were in perfect sync, our bodies completely engulfed in one another.

“Fuck me daddy! Fuck me!” she would yell into my ear as I slammed into her.

I keep fucking her against the wall, again wrapping my hand around her throat.

After a while, I pull out and noticed my cock was gleaming. She was so fucking wet.

I grabbed her and bent her over the sink and in front of the mirror. I could see her tits hanging, her smeared makeup all over her face, and her bright white ass with my handprints all over it.

I started to tease her by spreading her cheeks, first rubbing my cock up against her asshole.

“One day I’ll fuck this asshole.” I tell her.

“Yes daddy, please.”

I knew it wasn’t going to happen tonight, but I couldn’t help but think of the possibilities that were available with this woman.

Eventually, I slid my cock further down and into her hole. I bent her up a little bit so I could grab her hair and fuck her hard and fast. Every time I thrust forward into her I could see her tits flop up and down and her ass ripple.

“I”m going to cum…fuck…” I said. It hadn’t taken very long.

“Yes daddy, cum for me. Cum on me please!”

I pull out and she got on her knees in front of my cock. She stuck her tongue out and I blasted the largest load I’ve ever released in my whole life. The cum got in her hair, on her tongue, and everywhere else. She used her index finger to drag it all up and put it all in her mouth. She swallowed it and then opened her mouth and went “Ah!” to show me where it all went.

She got up and kissed me. “That was amazing.”

We both got dressed and left the bathroom. I hadn’t checked my phone the whole night of being there.

I open up Reddit, and what do you know – another red envelope.

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If there’s interest, I’ll write up a part two and three! :)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/usonhr/how_reddit_led_me_m_to_a_wild_threesome_with_two