[Group] [FFMM] The Weekend Getaway Part 3

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gudtxo/fm_the_weekend_getaway_part_1_mentions_of_group/) and [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/guwmf8/fm_light_ff_the_weekend_getaway_part_2_mentions/). No real background needed.

Dinner was surprisingly normal. Just a group of four friends hanging out, eating fancy pasta, and trying and failing not to think about the fact that they were all going to fuck in about an hour. I ate very little, my nerves coming back in full force and my desire to not be bloated overpowering my desire to eat. Henry’s hand comfortingly gripped my thigh under the table, the warm pressure of his hand grounding me.

The boys cleaned up the dishes as Elizabeth and I prepared dessert: peach cobbler and vanilla ice cream. As I looked up and down Elizabeth’s lithe frame, a sudden surge of bravery coursed through me. I called her over and dripped some ice cream over her collarbone, quickly lapping it up with my tongue as she shrieked with laughter. “Ok, Fifty Shades, rein it in there,” Tony called over from the sink.

“YOU’VE seen Fifty Shades?” I laughed.

He shrugged. “I was bored and it was on tv.”

“Oh fuck off. I know you paid for it — I saw it with you,” Elizabeth half-shouted.

“Fuck! I forgot that was with you.”

[FM] [light FF] The Weekend Getaway Part 2 [mentions of group sex]

[Read part 1 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gudtxo/fm_the_weekend_getaway_part_1_mentions_of_group/) for background about key players and expectations for the weekend. TL;DR, my boyfriend Henry and I were going out of town with another couple, Elizabeth and Tony. Tony is bi, I’m pan, and he and I once had an MMF threesome during grad school.

At long last it was the weekend. The week had crept by unbearably slowly, starting with subtly flirtatious texts with Elizabeth and ending with an outright description of what I wanted to do to her as soon as we got to the cabin. On more than one occasion, I read our text exchanges aloud to Henry while he fucked me. And now it was finally Friday.

Henry and I drove on a long, straight highway through the trees to the same cabin from [six months ago](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gt7qyl/fm_my_boyfriend_came_inside_me_while_a_friend/), our soft music punctuated by occasional directions from the GPS. Nervous energy coursed through my veins, causing me to fidget restlessly and bite my nails until they were almost painfully short. I exhaled a puff of air and looked around for something to do – I couldn’t just sit there for the rest of the drive, nervously jiggling my leg against the dashboard.

[FM] The Weekend Getaway Part 1 [mentions of group sex]

You can [read one of my previous stories](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gt7qyl/fm_my_boyfriend_came_inside_me_while_a_friend/) for background on the main players, but TL;DR my boyfriend Henry and I went to a cabin for our one year anniversary with a group of five friends, two of whom are named Elizabeth and Tony. We suspected them of hooking up that weekend, but didn’t have confirmation.

For context, Tony is bi but he usually dates women, I’m pan and date anybody who makes me laugh, and Elizabeth and Henry are both mainly straight. I say “mainly” because Elizabeth had brief dalliance with her married female Sociology professor during college (SUCH a cliche), and Henry used to occasionally get off with a male friend in high school during dry spells. The moral of the story is that sexuality is fluid and labels help us communicate what’s going on but don’t always accurately describe it. Also for context, Tony and I once had a threesome with a male classmate of ours at the beginning of grad school before I met Henry. I promise I’m writing up that story, but it’s a struggle to not make it sound like a cheesy porno. Henry knows and doesn’t really care – it was only one night, and Tony and I transitioned to a completely platonic friendship soon after.

[FM] Reclaimed my boyfriend’s cock in a bar bathroom after he made me jealous

Henry and I had only been dating two or so months when the events of this story took place. We hadn’t started using labels, but our chemistry was undeniable and we got along like a house on fire. That being said, every once in a while, when I realized we had spent a whole weekend together or his number took over my phone’s recent call list, my old twinges of commitmentphobia would return and I would start to pull away. He always called me out when it happened, I would apologize, and we would fall back into our routine.

On the night in question, I was “finally” introducing him to my grad school friends at a happy hour near our school. I say “finally” because he had been bugging me for weeks, wanting to put faces to the names and stories. My grad school friends and I are close, frequently going on adventures together outside of working hours, and their approval has always meant a lot to me. We are in a small field and have almost all known each other since the start of the program, with many late nights in the library leading to embarrassing mornings. I know almost everything about them and they know almost everything about me. So I was pretty fucking nervous. But the timing made sense, with Henry staying with me that week because of a conference in my city and an already-planned program-wide happy hour that Thursday. I didn’t have a way of getting out of it without hurting a whole lot of feelings, so I sucked it up.

[FM] My boyfriend came inside me while a friend slept only feet away

For our one year anniversary, my boyfriend Henry and I rented a two bedroom Airbnb cabin in Lake Tahoe on a three day weekend with some friends: a couple who I’ll call Samantha and Mary and several singletons who I’ll call Tony, Elizabeth, and George. Tony is bi, and Elizabeth and George had a thing that didn’t end well. As a result of his history with Elizabeth and his homophobic weirdness about sharing a room with Tony, George tried to get Henry on his side about our sleeping configurations so that he wouldn’t have to sleep in the living room with the half of the friend group that he had alienated.

You might be able to tell that I don’t particularly like George. Henry’s a bit of a people pleaser – it’s one of the few recurring fights we have – whereas I’m of the “fuck you, you homophobic shit, you made your bed so lay in it” variety. So, even though it was our anniversary weekend, Henry and I ended up giving up our room to Elizabeth and Tony in exchange for George agreeing to pay for our booze for the weekend. Samantha and Mary were unwilling to cater to George or allow him to sleep near them, pissed off by his childish demands.

[FF] Went down on my straight friend minutes before she walked down the aisle

I’ve debated whether or not to tell this story because it’s not one I’m particularly proud of. Buuuut it’s something I need to get off my chest. So here I am. Screaming into the internet void instead of talking to a therapist about it.

A camp friend of mine, let’s call her Trish, got engaged to her high school sweetheart, Evan, a couple months into our freshman year of college. She quickly found that planning a wedding and taking a full course load was too difficult, and she ended up taking a leave of absence for the remainder of the semester and instead picked up shifts at her former high school waitressing gig. I liked Evan well enough, but I found Trish’s decision to put her future on hold in order to plan a one-day event perplexing and concerning. I tried talking to her about it during one of our weekly Skype dates, but she always shut down the discussion, saying she loved him and this was a small sacrifice to make for their dream wedding. Worried about driving her away or isolating her further into the relationship if I kept pushing the issue, I just dropped it.

[FM] My boyfriend creampied me in a public park

Every once in a while, my boyfriend and I are vindictive. It’s a flaw of ours. But also fun? Sometimes.

One beautiful Sunday, my boyfriend Henry and I had plans to go to a nearby park. I woke up to him shuffling around the apartment excitedly, packing a picnic basket and humming under his breath. Fucking morning people. “It’s too early,” I whined, “we don’t have to leave for another couple hours.”

“Why wait? We can go for breakfast instead of lunch!”

“Fuck no.”

“What will it take for me to get you up?”

“World peace.”

“Well I can’t do that right now, babe.”

I groaned and turned over, burying my face in a pillow and knowing exactly what to say to distract him. “I’m too horny to leave the house yet.”

I heard some objects clatter as Henry dropped them, running over to pounce on me. “Well THAT I can fix!”

[FM] I blew, rimmed, and fingered my boyfriend while he was on a work call

Working from home is tough. Between pets and shitty wifi bandwidths and sharing an office with a significant other, it sometimes seems impossible to stay focused. It also doesn’t help when you can’t keep your hands off your partner for more than a couple minutes at a time.

My boyfriend Henry and I are both working from home. I don’t want to go into what our jobs are because (1) boring and (2) anonymity, but we both work 9-5+ office jobs, with each of us occasionally having to work a late night. Last week, however, Henry had to work long hours performing online triage. He was up in the morning before me each day to work out and was usually typing away at his standing desk by the time I was fully awake. Even over the long weekend, he was too stressed to truly relax, pacing across the length of our one bedroom apartment and leaving to go on runs every couple hours to get out his nervous energy. The timing didn’t work for us to have sex at all last week, and every time I tried to initiate this weekend he told me he’d rather just cuddle. He explained his work would calm down this week after he got feedback on his work at a Tuesday morning meeting.

[MF] My boyfriend rode my strap-on like a fucking cowboy and I loved it

Seems like you guys like hearing about my boyfriend’s ass! Thank you all so much for the kind words and the awards(!!!). No thank you to the multiple people who have messaged me asking if they can fuck Henry. WE ARE IN LOCKDOWN, FOLKS. He isn’t going to open his asshole for randos from reddit in the middle of a pandemic. Also his ego is massive now from all the attention so thank you for making me deal with that ? Should I be offended that nobody has messaged asking to fuck me? Don’t answer that.

ANYWAY, since you all like reading about our pegging adventures more than our PIV sex, I figured I’d give you another story. But first I have to provide some background: I hate the cowgirl position. It’s a thing. Nobody’s ever broken up with me over it, but I’ve had partners in the past get very frustrated that I’m unwilling/incapable of riding them for hours. I’m definitely not a pillow princess, but there’s something about being on top during vaginal sex that makes me feel unattractive and unfulfilled. I’ve never been able to finish when I’m riding someone.

[FM] I finally pegged my boyfriend

My first post here described the first time I rimmed and fingered my boyfriend, Henry. After that incredible evening, we occasionally incorporated anal play into our rotation of sexual fun, but it was not an everyday occurrence. I think we kind of wanted it to remain special – something rare for when we wanted to switch around our usual power dynamics. I didn’t post this story immediately after my first story because I didn’t want to give you all the wrong impression. Nine times out of ten, Henry takes the lead in the bedroom. Whether he is bending me over my desk or pushing me to my knees, we are both usually happiest when I am submissive and he is dominant. So, when I’m pegging him or fingering him, it’s a fun and rare change of pace.