I hooked up with a single Dad while wearing the same dress he had bought his daughter days earlier [FM]

I work in a clothing store. I’m not going to give the specific name for obvious reasons… But let’s call it Forever 22 just for fun. Those of you who have worked retail know that most of the time, it’s either boring as shit or busy as hell. They give me a decent amount of hours though, pay me decently, and I like that my boss is understanding about my schedule at school.

We mostly see teenage/early twenties women shopping with friends or while dejected parents wait outside. Moms come in plenty, Dads are most often sitting on the bench outside our store. Edgar ended up being an exception to that rule. He was playing the “cool single dad” role for his daughter who’s in her late teens. I showed them around the store a little bit, and pointed his daughter in the direction of several things in her style. He ended up coming back over to chat with me when she was in the change room trying on a few things. The conversation was very professional initially, he asked me about a few different dresses she said she might need different sizes in, and we just small-talked until she came out to join him.

My old cheerleading uniform made interrupting a virtual meeting very fun [FM]

Hi, this story mentions Roman and Jen. They’re the married couple I’ve recently entered a polyamorous triad with. Our relationship isn’t detailed in-depth in these posts, but they have kind of followed along as we progressed from hooking up to getting together. The prior stories are not required reading at all, but they do exist if you wish to go back.
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I did one year of cheer my sophomore year of high school. We weren’t good or anything though, went to a few competitions and didn’t win a single thing. None of us were that dedicated to it, honestly. It was just a fun excuse for us to get days off school, and time off of class on game days. I have two things to show for my school year long foray into athletic arts: A hip that pops sometimes if I strain myself at the gym, and a cheer outfit that still fits despite the fact that I’m in my mid-twenties and have filled out a fair amount since graduating.

Helping my neighbour give her husband a naughty birthday present – PART 3 [FMF]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xytgpf/helping_my_neighbour_give_her_husband_a_naughty/) // [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xzks79/helping_my_neighbour_give_her_husband_a_naughty/)

I woke up early again on Sunday morning. Annoying habit of mine, especially when I’m supposed to be having a fun weekend, but I’ve been an unfortunate early riser for years. Jen had slept in the middle, and Roman had his arm around her. I decided to let them sleep a little while longer, and went to take a shower. The hotel had a seriously great shower, so I spoiled myself and took my time. When I toweled off, and came back into the bedroom, Jen was awake and staring at me from underneath Rowan’s arm.

“Want to help me wake him up?” She asked, a devious grin spreading across his face. We did have to check out by 10AM that morning, that left plenty of time for morning shenanigans before heading home.

“Absolutely.” I replied, walking over to Rowan’s side of the bed and running my hand along his shoulder. Jen turned herself around, and moved down to start sucking his cock slowly.

“Roman, it’s time to wake up.” I whispered in his ear, then kissed down his neck. He let out a fairly high pitched moan in his half-awake stupor, it caught us all off guard, and the three of us laughed before Jen went back to work sucking his cock.

Helping my neighbour give her husband a naughty birthday present – PART 2 [FMF]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xytgpf/helping_my_neighbour_give_her_husband_a_naughty/)

The three of us were fairly worn out after our initial play session, so we drank a little bit from the mini bar and cuddled on the king sized bed for a little while before falling asleep. Roman was in the middle, with Jen and Me on either side of him. That was actually the first time we’ve actually truly slept together, despite the fact that we’ve been having sex for a little while.

I woke up in the middle of the night to the feeling of Roman’s hard cock pressing into my ass, and his arm draped over me. I wasn’t planning on doing anything other than enjoy the feeling of him spooning with me, until he groaned in his sleep and ground his cock into me. That was it, Roman was waking up to a little bit of playtime.

I turned myself around, keeping his arm over me as I did, then reached between us to wrap my hand around his cock. I stroked slowly, and leaned in to kiss his neck. He groaned again, and his arm moved down to my waist, pulling me closer against him. Our new positioning made continuing to stroke his cock difficult, but I made it work, moving my hand over him slower. I leaned up further and began whispering in his ear.

Helping my neighbour give her husband a naughty birthday present [FMF]

Things have been going strong with Jen and Roman since I last posted about them. I’m going over there a few times a week, and things very often turn into playing with one or both of them. The dynamic really depends on the night. This is about last weekend though, it was Roman’s birthday. Jen had a naughty idea for a present that I was more than happy to go along with. Roman was getting a freeuse weekend.

Jen booked a hotel room for his birthday in a city that’s about an hour away from us, and the plan was for me to meet them there as a surprise after they got back from his birthday dinner. I arrived at the hotel early, so I grabbed a drink nearby while I was waiting for them to get back. Eventually, Jen texted me the room number and told me to come up when I was ready.

The first time I hooked up with my Dad’s client [FM]

When I was a teenager, I caught my Dad cheating on my Mom. Because of that, I’ve spent the latter part of my teens, and early part of my twenties continually finding ways to spite my father. My mother chose to forgive him for it, I never fully have. That combined with my sex drive has led to some questionable decisions, my last story is an example of those. This one will be too, so please forgive the immorality in the name of a pretty god damn hot memory.

My Dad is a homebuilder professionally. People hire him to work through designing their dream houses, or really more often than not their “This is what we can afford” houses, then he oversees the project to completion. During some of the more intensive projects, it’s common for our family to go to dinner with the family he’s building the home for. Normally between once, and three times over the course of the build. I still live at home while I’m in school, so I’ve been going with him despite the fact that I’m not his little kid tagging along anymore.

I hooked up with the dad at a birthday party [FM]

When I was nineteen, I was asked to take my little sister to a birthday party. It was the middle of summer, and my parents didn’t have time, so it got dropped on me. I was grumpy about it, but my parents have always let me live at home rent-free, so I’ve never really pushed back when they ask me to do things like this unless I need to.

So, the day of the party comes along and I put on a nice sundress to make myself feel better. This dress wasn’t slutty by any means. That said, I had been railed in it a couple of times so it was attention grabbing. I figured I’d flirt with the dads a little bit to keep myself amused throughout the day, get a little bit of harmless attention, and it would make up for the fact that I spent a boring day making sure kids didn’t fall into a pool and drown. I described myself as thicker in my other posts. I was a bit slimmer at the time here, much closer to an hourglass. God, I’m only 23 now but I already miss the body I had 4 years ago.

I went down on my boyfriend at a baseball game [MF]

No, that’s not a clickbait title. Well… I guess it kind of is. You see, the Toronto Blue Jays stadium has a hotel attached to it in the outfield. You can rent the rooms out, and watch the game from inside the hotel. So, while I was technically at the game while this took place, I was behind some fairly reflective glass, and there was a very slim chance of anybody catching us. That said, people have been caught before. I believe they were pressed against the glass though.

I had been seeing this guy for a little while who we’ll call Rick. He was a pretty stereotypical trust fund kid in a big city douche, but he took me fancy places, and the sex was good so I put up with that because I was having fun. He was 25 at the time, and around 5’8”, athletic build. Short brown hair, and brown eyes. Clean shaven, and I’m not sure he could grow a full beard if he tried.

I’ll describe myself a little bit too now. I’m 23 now, but was 19 when this took place. My blonde hair was down to about my mid back at the time. I’ve got a 34DDD chest, and I’m fairly thicc. I’ve been called fun to squeeze on more than one occasion.

I played with the couple nextdoor again [FFM]

So, I’ve been receiving a handful of messages every couple of days asking for an update on what happened between me, and my friends next-door. There’s been plenty going on, but nothing had really gone further until this happened.

I ended up showing them the story the night after I posted it, because I was proud of myself for the writing, and they’re literally the only two people I’d feel comfortable sharing that story with in my personal life. I’ve got friends who’ve read things I’ve written, but nothing so dirty and non-fiction. They loved it! I was worried that they wouldn’t like the fact that our escapades were shared online, even anonymously, but those worries were put to rest quickly. We were all over each other that night, and have been literally every night I’ve gone over there since. It’s been very similar to how we had played before, tons of oral, touching, and cuddling. All heavily focused on me and Jen, with Roman joining and playing with Jen as well.

How I ended up having a threesome with the couple next-door [FFM]

The couple my family live next door to are the modern equivalent of hippies. Tie-dye tie up pants, dream catchers hanging in their windows, and tons of weed plants growing in their backyard.

For the sake of this story, we’ll call them Jen, and Roman. They’re both in their late thirties/early forties as far as age goes. She’s 5’2-ish, brown wavy hair down to her waist, about b-cup breasts, and a sensational ass! He’s a fucking giant. I don’t know how tall, but I’m about an inch taller than Jen, and Roman towers over both of us. Well over six feet, muscular, short brown hair, and a full beard.

I should probably describe myself as well, so I’m 23, pixie cut, blonde, 34DDD chest, and I’m somewhat thicc all around. Not fat per se, but I’m definitely squishy.

I hadn’t talked to Jen or Roman much until this summer break. I’m still living at home while I’m in grad school, and over the summer break, I’ve been spending a lot of my evenings smoking weed out front of our house and just relaxing. They started coming over to talk with me a little bit, and eventually brought over a plant to give me as a present.