Author: gin-n-bad-decisions

“Less talking. More fucking me.” The night Eva and I decided rules were meant to be broken. [MF]

Molly and I — when we were a bit younger and still together — took bold and potentially not well-advised dips into swinging and non-monogamy many times. This is the story of our first time with Eva and Leo, an outgoing and attractive, mid 20s, Hispanic couple we met online that was also seeking x-rated fun with others.

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After a week of flirtatious texting and exchanging pictures, we invited Eva and Leo over to our place on a Saturday for drinks, movies, games, and potential adult shenanigans if all went well.

As the night evolved, Molly and Leo got cozy. It was clear their attraction was real. This was great news to me because Eva and I had clicked instantly days before we ever met in person. Our rapport via text was playful and effortless, and the dialogue often explicit.

After a movie, lots of fun banter, and ample quantities of vodka I stepped away from the group for a minute to use the restroom. When I returned, Eva was flying solo in the living room. Molly and Leo had made their exit to the master bedroom, leaving the door open for the curious among us. I peeked around the corner to see a nearly-naked Molly helping Leo to pull his shirt over his head. They kissed. Hands wandered. There was an urgency. I enjoyed seeing them both so into it. Read more »

Leona throws down the free use challenge [MF] Part 1

It had started with a simple enough declaration.

“The answer is always yes” Leona had offered with a smirk. “My body is yours. Do what you wish with me. Any way you like. Any place you like. Any time you like. Even if I’m not in the mood, you can fuck me or pull your cock out and tell me to suck it. At any time. I mean it.”

After an evening of cocktails and an especially enthusiastic fuck one night to close out an excellent weekend, Leona had decided it was time to challenge me as we laid there in bed catching our breath.

“The answer is always yes? No exceptions?” I confirmed giving her an out if she felt like adding stipulations.

“Always yes” she replied before leaning in to seal the deal with a long, slow kiss.

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Leona’s libido has always been, shall we say, high. Virtually unwavering in its consistency. She has always been the girl who gets a bit feisty, and dare I say a bit crazy, if she goes too many days without “the D”, as she lovingly calls it. Read more »

Molly discovers the only thing better than one parking lot blowjob is two! [MF]

Years ago Molly, my now ex, and I found ourselves at TopGolf celebrating a friend’s birthday on a summer Saturday night. (For those unfamiliar, it’s a swanky and overpriced multi level driving range that serves food and booze. It’s a generally good spot for a big group when the weather is nice.)

We were a few hours and a few drinks in, having fun with our group, when I took notice of a 20-something guy in the adjacent hitting bay, also with a group of friends, that seemed to have fixed his gaze on Molly.

Given my love for stirring up trouble, I brought his attention to her attention, “I think that guy over there in the blue shirt is totally eye-fucking you. You should introduce yourself.”

Molly agreed with a wink and spent the better part of the next hour chatting with this handsome new friend while he plied her with another round of drinks. Molly stayed in close enough proximity to our own group of friends to not make it too obvious, but none of our friends were going to notice anyway given their lack of sobriety. Read more »

The wife, the ex, and the very unexpected, almost threesome [FMF]

The aggressive knock was followed almost instantly by the sound of the door opening up.

“Seriously, you couldn’t bring the dog outside to me? I have to come in to get him?” Molly, my fiery ex, fired off in a scornful tone. She had come by to pickup our favorite furry friend. Joint dog custody was all that remained of our more than ten year long relationship.

Unfortunately for Molly, I’d forgotten she had asked me to keep an eye out for a text saying she was in the driveway. Understandably she had not wanted to walk into what was previously our house, but Leona and I were a few drinks in, sufficiently buzzed, watching some Netflix, and I’d forgotten the request.

Dressed in jeans and a hoodie, Molly had not dressed to impress, but I couldn’t help appreciating that mess of dark brown hair. It had been a while since I’d experienced that mess draped down over me while she rode my cock. Or that mess obscuring her face while she blew me for the thousandth time. Read more »

Angry sex, with Carla, for the win [MF]

This is another “Carla” story for those who enjoyed [The blue dress and the thunderstorm](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jmxphw/the_blue_dress_and_the_thunderstorm_mf/).

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It must have been July or August because I remember it was simply sweltering that morning as I hustled to get a full day’s work knocked out in just a few hours. The plan had been to get to work early and cut out well before lunch, leaving ample time for a Friday afternoon filled with Carla and questionable choices.

As misfortune would have it, the work piled up and my departure was delayed until nearly midday before I finally escaped. It didn’t strike me as too problematic, Molly wouldn’t be home from work herself until early evening.

I let Carla know I was on the way with a quick text and hit the freeway, arriving just twenty minutes later.

This had been my first trip to Carla’s apartment. She’d warned me ahead of time that she’d just moved in and to keep my expectations low.

I finally found Carla’s door on the second floor and knocked. The door swung open and I was greeted by her sea of long dark hair and yet another sundress, this one a reddish-orange hue. Read more »

The blue dress and the thunderstorm [MF]

“I’d like to suggest a trade. You buy me a drink. I’ll tell you you’re cute and give you my number. I’m Carla.”

The voice had been unfamiliar, and unexpected, that night. It had taken me a moment to realize the flirtatious shot had been fired in my direction.

“Bold intro, but I like it. Nice to meet you, Carla” I had responded, offering a smile and my own name as I noticed her striking dark hair, dark eyes, and curves. She would later tell me she was part-Mediterranean and part-Mexican. It was a unique mash-up but worked just fine!

My path had fortuitously crossed with Carla’s years ago in a busy college-town dive bar as I drifted away from drunk friends on a Saturday night and waited by the bar for my next drink. Little did I know Carla was preparing to give me a summer I’ll never forget.

Drinks were ordered. A clink of the glasses was had. The flirtatious banter came effortlessly. And her tell became instantly apparent – she was a lip biter. Carla wasn’t destined to dominant a poker table anytime soon.

“So why don’t you seem eager to head back to your friends?” she eventually pried. Read more »

Massages, coworkers, confessions, and more… oh my! [MF]

We’ll call her Molly.

Molly was a late 20s, spunky brunette massage therapist, plying her trade at a high-end spa attached to a high-end health club in the ‘burbs. Molly was also my significant other at the time.

We were fuck-buddies that evolved into some semblance of a normal couple. Our sex life was solid, albeit not exceptional. The highlight – aside from her genuine penchant for fucking in the shower – was the included, permanent hall pass for each of us to play with others.

I had an afternoon off and texted to see if she had an opening for me to snag a free massage. Turned out she had one and was happy for me to come by. Score!

Upon arrival, she quickly leads me back to one of the private massage treatment rooms. It was a tiny space with dim lights and typical spa music softly seeping in. As the door closes behind me I lean in for a kiss, only to receive a cheek in return.

I give her a quizzical look and ask, “what gives?”

With a smile that’s equally giddy and nervous, she bites her lip and then responds, “lay down, I have a story for you.” Read more »