[M]y unexpected bisexual bar encounter

I was out one night with a group of my buddies just trying to have a good time and drink a little. I’m a 22 year old male, blonde hair, 5’8” about 155 slight muscular build. We were out all trying to find a lady to go home with. The goal of every adventure. We all went to the local bar and had a few drinks.

I had met a lovely lady and personally thought we’d hit it off. We were dancing, grinding and generally having a good time. I had never had such a hard on on the dance floor. She reached back and rubbed up against my leg with her hand almost egging me on. She looked back at me and asked if I had anywhere to go. I told her we could go back to my car or my place a little while away. All the while during this exchange, her friends came over and told her they were leaving for the night. I pleaded but she was gone.

My buddies and I went to the next bar. At this point we were all pretty intoxicated and had split up. A friendly fellow came up to me and asked if I’d like to smoke a bowl with him. I was pretty drunk and thought this sounded like a good idea.

My girlfriend and I had some amazing make up sex! [MF]

A little backstory: I have posted about some of our exploits. The lead up of her and I making up might be a little long. If you wish to skip all of that, the juicy part starts at the fifth paragraph.

The first story is here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i1u5r5/mf_my_current_gf_and_i_first_time/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i1u5r5/mf_my_current_gf_and_i_first_time/)

The second is here:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jql4xl/how_i_m_discovered_i_am_into_prostate_play_with/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jql4xl/how_i_m_discovered_i_am_into_prostate_play_with/)

For the sake of the story I’ll call her Laura (Not her real name)

Her and I had a rough breakup. It ended in an argument that had building up and came to a head one ugly night. Nothing physical, just some shitty words exchanged on both of our parts. There was a lot of anger and hostility over the next few weeks until we both calmed down to the point that we could be civil and talk like adults again. I called her to let her know she had some mail at my house that she needed and made arrangements to meet her to give them to her along with a few of her other things that I found around the house. We ended up talking about the fact that we do have a lot of common friends and we do attend a lot of the same functions and events through various charities we both support. My main goal was just to get things to where it won’t be awkward or shitty when we do run into one another at these different places. We ended up discussing and talking through some of what happened the night of the fight and the problems leading up to it, some of which neither of us was aware were as bad as they ended up becoming. We agreed to be civil to each other and possibly get to the point where her and I could be friends again – but nothing more than that.

Our first swinger party (the whole story) [Group]

My husband and I got started in the swinger lifestyle quite a few years ago when we were first introduced to it after being invited to a pool party. After a few drinks things started to loosen up and before we knew it everyone was naked in and out of the pool. We were both turned on by the idea of being naked around other people. As time progressed, people began sitting in very suggestive and erotic positions and it was obvious we all were getting pretty aroused. We didn’t wind up doing anything others but we did watch them engage in activities. Later that evening we discussed what we had witnessed and how turned on we were by watching others. We decided the next time we were invited we would get more involved.

Sharing a hotel room with friends – Four people fucking at once [Group]

Aged nineteen I went on a – to not mince words about it – drunken fuck-fest of a holiday to Ayia Napa with some university friends. I’ve posted about this previously but it falls so perfectly into this months theme that I thought it might be worth digging up and expanding upon. Further details have been added for those who feel it’s familiar!

This particular encounter took place on the third night out the holiday and by the third day we’d all just about acclimatised to the new day/night cycle. A few of us were managing to wake early enough in the mid-afternoon to actually see the sun, but the near constant hangover-haze prevented us from doing anything more exciting than sitting, hoping to find ourselves catching a lovely bronze glow, rather than the pasty-to-near-pale-blue of our natural skin tone. (Well, mine. One of my friends looked near permanently radiant, insufferable bitch that she is.)

We’d agreed to have a somewhat quieter third evening. There’d still be plenty of drinking, dancing and potential for some debauchery, but it was to be much more low-key than our previous night, in that we weren’t going to spend hours killing karaoke, nor were we intending to find ourselves in a decidedly seedy bar failing to win any dubious ‘competitions’.

[M]y first attempt at punishing my Bratty [F]iance

In the last few weeks my fiance has opened up quite a lot, the specific part that is important is that while she is a Brat in BDSM she has never had a partner who took that into consideration and that she has been allowed to be her Bratty self without punishment. I decided early yesterday that I want to change that, I informed her that she was going to have her punishment laid out in the form of edging. As we live with some family at the moment we used the cover of a movie night so that the noise she was going to make would be drowned out and as soon as the door was closed and the movie was on I began.

I [F] went to a strip club with my husband [M], and then we put on an accidental show

“We should go to a strip club,” he said, giving me a side eye grin. We had said goodbye to his parents, but we still had five hours or so before our flight.

I sighed. “It’s Tuesday. And it’s not even noon. I’m not sure this sounds like a great idea… how about we just get drinks at the airport.”

He replied, “There’s a place just a few miles from the airport, and the drinks will be way cheaper.”

I couldn’t argue with that logic, so in half an hour, we were pulling up to a nondescript black painted brick building with blacked out windows and a sign that would be neon at nighttime. The parking lot was basically empty, and we saw a dancer getting dropped off for work, all bundled up in leggings and a sweatshirt with her arms full with tote bags.

Inside, we got drinks (very cheap indeed) at a not so shabby bar and settled in at a table. There were a couple of older men milling about, but we pretty much had the place to ourselves. A couple of girls greeted us, and another girl came out to start dancing on stage. I elbowed my husband, “Damn, the dancers here are hot.”

[FF] But I’m Married – The Return of Eve Pt2

I undid her trousers and slowly started to peel them off
“You’re going to have a surprise in a moment” she said….for some mental reason I was expecting her to have grown pubic hair or even dyed it!
I pulled her trousers over her hips and as I slid them down her legs I spotted a tattoo in the inner thigh
“Oooh that’s new” I said
“Yep, I had it done last week”

I continued to remove her trousers, now just in a skimpy little thong, barely covering her pussy, I leant down to have a closer look at the tattoo, it as about halfway up her inner thigh and was of a pair of luscious red lips, that’s all, I leant down and kissed it, she sighed as I did

“I love it, it’s subtle, sexy and beautiful” I said

Such a sloppy blowie that spit dripped down my knuckles – F22 [FM]

I went Christmas shopping with two of my roommates and my roommate’s bf. Yes, the one I’m hooking up with behind her back.

I wore the sexiest snow bunnie oufit I could find just to make him salivate. And he did. It was really risky bc a few times he was slapping my ass right out of sight of my roommate.

Anyway, we get home, he goes home. And I get a text asking me to come over. So I tell my roommate that I’m going outside for a drive/chat with my mom.

Except I went to his apartment and almost immediately got on his knees and licking his balls and cock.

We moved to his bed and he was like “Ive been watching porn with sloppy bjs lately” so I gave him a super sloppy one. Tbh, I was getting annoyed for him with how wet his comforter was getting, but he’s a guy and prob doesnt give a shit.

At one point I was stroking his long dick with two hands and could feel my spit dripping down my knuckles. Sooo wet and slick lol

Nope, no sex. I left shortly after he came in his hand.

I [M22] hate [F]ucked my childhood girlfriend after many years

I felt like sharing a story of an old flame of mine. This is something I’ve wanted to get off my chest for awhile. I’ve made an alt account for this as tons of friends know of my actual account so i’d rather keep this as private as I can. However there are some remedies with this which I’ll get into.

This story happened a long time ago and I feel like sharing it here. The backstory is pretty important and long but if you want the juicy stuff just skip to the line -> ___________

# –Part 1: Angel–

Starting in elementary school I had a a very close friend… For the sake of privacy: Let’s call her Angel. She was a beauty even at a young age. She had a mix of black/white skin, Long curly hair and Bright blue eyes. We were very close through many years. We shared almost everything together growing up: Stories, Games, News, and anything that happened in school. Basically we’d hang out all the time and they were great starting school memories. We knew our friendship was greater than just ‘Friends’ when one day, during a big test, Angel and I were in a back room together alone. We were both in a Special Ed type class so they had to separate us from the rest of the actual class. I remember we made a promise to stick together no matter what happens in our future lives. It was quite emotional but we were just kids back then but it was a promise I’d never forget… although looking back on it… it did not hold up today.