[M]y [F]antasy [F]ucking a married couple [3]some

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I’m craving a sexy body rn – 3some fantasy

u/Gobbledegook

I would want you slamming me against a wall while your husband eats one of us out.

Or how about I’m licking up his balls while you finger my asshole? I love the vein tying the sacks together. God, I can taste their salty sweat and precious, stretchy, warm and tangy skin. Fuck!

Oh God, your hands and his on my E-sized perky breasts, distended nipples, oh my goddd fuck me. Let me describe them to you, perched as high up as two decades allow. Smooth skin. Aereola soft pink, bumps erect, pillow sustenance, bruise them by your need of them. Their spilling out to the sides direct your gaze and (subsequently) mouth to the curves of my waist. You pinch my flabby belly, giggle into the subtle wave of my bush. You breathe me deeply and suck air through my curls. He has your hair in hand, and then your shoulders, pushing you towards me, down on me, and you’re spreading my legs. He holds up my upper half.

You lift one up and heave it, fireman’s style, over your shoulder. You’re whispering sweet kisses onto my inner labia, pull, softly lick, push, smells.

[M]et a stranger and [F]ucked him in public

I had just discovered gonewildstories while on vacation in France. I was visiting my friend who’d been teaching there and while she was off for the summer, we were staying in this old castle’s guesthouse, with nothing around for miles except a pool and the old owner’s collection of vintage cars. We were bored to say the least and I hadn’t had a good fuck in months.
So here I was, frustrated and fingering my brains out to other people’s sexy stories, and going nuts. There was nothing really keeping us in the countryside so after a few days of lounging around, we decided to throw our plans into the wind and take a road trip… Check out some medieval towns and charming castles while sipping French ass wine and (hopefully) scoring weed. We packed our shit up and headed to the nearest town, which was Auxerre. It is famous for its three churches, and we were invited to an apartment right next to one of them. I found us a place to stay through Couchsurfing (it’s a popular app for travelers who need a place to sleep for free). I’d met a lot of great people on there throughout my travels and had built up quite a list of references on my profile, so it wasn’t long before we’d found someone to host us. Jacques was single, like 25, with a toned chest and a delightful French accent. As soon as we got there, I could tell he was into my friend, but not so much myself, and engineering a threesome seemed to be overwhelming for everybody, so we all ended up alone that night. The sexual tension was palpable, and add in the fact that we’d scored weed after hopping from bar to bar, it just got downright uncomfortable because no one was making a move. But I was so horny and annoyed that the next day, it was like everything fell right into place.