My wife and I attempt to be swingers [MF] [MF]

So, a couple months ago [I wrote about my wife and I partaking in our first threesome,](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6rnpfu/and_the_guest_makes_three_mff/) and followed it up with [a story from college about making love with one of my best friends.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6vs9t2/unintended_sexual_escalation_mf/?utm_content=title&utm_medium=user&utm_source=reddit&utm_name=frontpage)

I thought I’d come back to the present and share a story from two weeks ago when my wife first approached me about being a swinging couple with another.

It was a Friday night, and we had wrapped up dinner with a bottle of wine. And then another. As we usually do on most Friday and Saturday evenings, we took our company to the bedroom, and began to make love. It was all pretty standard; we started with oral on each other, flipped into some 69 before just laughing and talking with each other.

We took little breaks throughout. We began to discuss the threesome I previously referenced and it got my wife thinking. She asked if I enjoyed watching her with Sarah, because she liked seeing Sarah and I together. Sexually, she continued to reiterate.

I explained my thoughts about sex, how it can be both so romantic and connecting, but also just plain sloppy, wild and fun. And that’s what I had with her and Sarah that night.

Unintended sexual escalation [MF]

So a few weeks ago, I [wrote about my wife and I turning a routine visit from a friend into our first threesome.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6rnpfu/and_the_guest_makes_three_mff/?utm_content=title&utm_medium=user&utm_source=reddit&utm_name=frontpage) I had a few people PM me for a few more details and encouraged me to tell a few stories from my single college days.

I thought back on if I actually had any worthwhile stories to tell, and a couple came to mind. I suppose I’ll write them and let the upvotes/downvotes do the telling.

My freshman year of college, I made one of my best friends of my life. Samantha and I hit it off from the start. I admit I had an outstanding crush on her initially, but her having the whole “boyfriend from back home” really friendzoned me quick. Which I reluctantly accepted.

We remained friends and did tons together; partying, studying, concerts, etc. She became a great friend of my entire friend group, or I guess it really turned into our friend group by our junior year. We had an apartment just off of campus, and she lived in one on the other side of town. Often she’d crash on our couch after long nights or if she had an early class. She really just morphed into the fourth roommate.

And the guest makes three [MFF]

Last weekend, my wife and I had a friend from college come stay with us. It’s her friend; they were roommates sophomore year, then lived in a house with two other girls (I can’t even imagine what that was like) for two more years before they all graduated. When I met my wife, she was the first friend she introduced me to. Sarah is her name, the friend. My wife is McKenzie.

Sarah is a wild, funny and kind of loud individual. She has an absolutely beautiful smile, perfect teeth. Long, blond hair down to the tops of her breasts and the average body type: That is not super fit, but not overweight. She has a roll or two when she sits or leans forward.

She’s well-endowed in most areas. Size CC cups, a thick waist and even thick ass. Short legs with wonderfully luscious thighs. She stands at about 5’5, not tall at all.

My wife is about 5’7, blonde hair at about the same length and an even more gorgeous smile. Her weight is about the same as Sarah, 150 or so, but her cup size tops out at only 34 C. Her waist and rear are smaller, but not by much. She fills out a pair of yoga pants or jeans just fine, leaving little to the imagination.

[MF] New to town, I got a heck of a welcoming gift

So, I recently moved to a town south of Portland, Maine, took up a job with a small company and have pretty much loved every minute of living here. I moved out here from Nebraska to pretty much just try something new. With that all said, one of the more bizarre experiences of my life transpired just two weeks of being here.

We had a little barbeque at one of my coworker’s houses, and they even invited me, the new guy. I thought that was pretty special, and after a week of work, I had gotten along with just about everyone. So, I get there and it’s a crowd of about 20 people. Coworkers, their families; kids and a couple neighbors. Me, I came alone because, well, I’m the new guy.

The sun starts setting and the beers keep falling. It was a really great time; super low key. So, it’s about 8 p.m. and that’s when I meet Liz for the first time. Older daughter of one of the neighbors who had come over. She’s super cute, about 5-foot-9, brunette hair down to her shoulders. She’s wearing this blue flowy top that is older, maybe a size too small at this point. Or maybe it was made to accentuate her figure.