An Interrupted Threesome [MFM]

I previously met a couple online about joining them for a threesome. We had talked and ultimately they were cool with it, on the condition that I would hook them up with nice alcohol (and by nice, I mean like $50+ bottles of tequila and stuff. I know, I’m probably gonna get attacked by some liquor snobs).

They were about 6-8 years older than me and had kids, so we worked around their schedule. One day, while their kids were at school and one was off/the other worked from home, I came by (with the “goods”) for the first time. John was about my height (6 ft) but more muscular (and tattoos) with really short hair. His wife, Kate, was a bit curvy (more thicc than anything) with nice boobs and butt and tattoos on her torso, which were hot AF, and even some brigh colored streaks in her hair.

[MF] Coming home to my roommate reading (IV)

I entered the apartment but didn’t see Amanda, so just put the groceries away and found her laying on the living room with headphones on. I loosened my belt and nearly called to her, but had a devilish idea instead and dropped to my knees silently, removing my jacket.

She was laying on her stomach reading “The Stranger” again, legs apart, when I laid on the carpet behind her and started to kiss and lick her inner thighs. At first contact, her hips jumped for a moment, shocked by my wet tongue making its way up from her knee, but soon settled back down, reading again.

She restrained herself, not reacting any further as I kissed my way up to her ass, by now knowing how much I loved forcing her to react to my touch, but couldn’t hold back a gasp when I started to bite her, dragging my teeth along her before clenching my jaw and sucking, giving her faint hickeys along her inner thigh. She squirmed when I did the same beside her pussy, right at the bottom of her ass, sticking my tongue out how she would when she’d deepthroat me to lick at the erogenous skin just beyond.

My Sister’s Best Friend [MF] Pt. 2

This story takes place about 2 weeks after the Bachelorette party. I literally could not stop thinking about that night. I never would have thought that night would have ended with my sister’s married best friend on her knees giving me one of the best blowjobs I’ve ever received. I replayed that image over and over again in my head. Masturbating to the thought of it more times than I’d like to admit. I hadn’t spoken to her since the morning after which was just a brief hug and a goodbye before we went our separate ways. I obviously told no one that was at the party and I’m sure she didn’t either. It was our dirty little secret.

2 weeks had passed by and we had no contact with each other what so ever. We never really talked or met up unless my sister was there because she was the mutual friend. To my surprise, I received a text from her some random Friday morning. “Hey you! Mike & I (her husband) just bought a new TV. We were wondering if you could help us mount it on the wall, I know you’re good with that kind of stuff”. I work as an apprentice carpenter, and I’ve always been sort of a handyman. Her husband works as an auditor and doesn’t do much hands on work around the house. I responded with, “No problem. I get off around 4 today I could stop by after if that works?” “See you then!”, she replied.

A dropped towel and a cheating gf [MF]

A dropped towel got me laid.

This was years ago at a beach house at the jersey shore. Everyone was pregaming, getting ready to go out for the night and I was returning to my room after a shower. I get in there, and it’s my buddy and three girls in the room. Perfect timing for my friend to yank the towel down and leave me standing naked in front of three girls I never met before.

I quickly pull it back up and exit the room embarrassed. I gather myself for a minute then head back in. The girls are all laughing. I make a joke and say something like “don’t judge me too harshly it was a cold shower.” The girls get quiet and one of them blurts out “if that was you after a cold shower I’d love to see you normal!” And then all three laugh again.

Later that night, I’m dancing with one of the girls from earlier…things are getting hot and heavy on the dance floor, and she suddenly says “do you want to go back to the house?” Um YES.

[FM] The First Man to Make Me Cum (Part 3)

Parts 1 and 2 on my profile. How do you link on mobile? This one is going to be long because a lot of you seem to like the emotional aspect of this story.

The day after Laith and I hooked up we had a chat about what we wanted from each other. Neither of us were totally sure. I hadn’t allowed myself to think of Laith as a potential partner because he had been in a relationship for so long, plus I didnt want to be the rebound girl. We both decided that we would avoid hooking up again until we figured things out. We had become good friends, plus we didn’t want to make things awkward considering that he was still roommates with Anne.

We returned to normal for a few weeks. Things got busy with work for me so I didnt end up going over for a week or two. Laith and I chatted a few times and things seemed fine. I told Anne about what happened, and she was thrilled. She was secretly rooting for us to hook up, and was really going it would have happened sooner.

[MM] Fucking my FWB in the shower while talking with a teacher (Ty)

If you haven’t read about my previous experiences you can do so [here](https://www.reddit.com/user/greenwood2022summer/comments/invq30/my_stories_quick_links/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf).

Disclaimer: All Participants Are 18 Or Older – All stories are true, but some dialogue might be different due to my horrible memory!

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###Setup
I attended a wealthy private school for all of my childhood. The high tuition price allowed us too go on several class trips a year. In spring of my senior year, we did a marine biology trip too San Diego, and stayed in a hotel for 8 days. The following is my experience ok the first night there with Ty.

###Experience
“Baggage claim TWO people, CLAIM TWO” shouted a chaperone as we walked through the airport in a rush to find out bags.

Spirits were high, 60 kids in San Diego with minimal supervision and no parents. As we walked through the airport, you could see smiles in the place of the normal Monday frown.

We grabbed our bags and moved out to the pickup area, were two large busses sat, engines humming in the hot afternoon heat. We boarded the busses according to advisories, but there was bound to be Somme shuffling as people tried to sneak on with their friends. After 10 minutes of sending kids back and forth we were set, and we began to drive off.

The only time my married co-worker [F] 32 years old and I [M] 27 yrs old had sex at her house

So for obvious reasons, we barely ever hung out at her place, let alone fooled around with each other. Every time I was over there I was always worried about getting caught, trying to think of the best exit strategy haha. For that reason we were always on the main floor where I could leave out the back of the house (I usually parked at a park across the street if we were going to be at her place for a while). Most of the time we’d just hang out on the couch, play games, and make out. Never too intensely because we didn’t want to get too into it and then have to stop real fast if her husband randomly came home and also because the times we started at her house, we always ended up going to my house later where we’d get more into having fun with each other.

SixSex, Part 3: Business, Birthday, and About to Break [MF]

[Link to Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/intig1/sixsex_a_six_part_series_on_successful_seduction/) | [Link to Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iobesg/sixsex_part_2_can_we_cuddle_mf/)

It was Tuesday, April 23, which meant it was the first day of my work training, as well as Ryan’s 31st birthday. You can guess which event was taking precedence in my mind. After an all-day session devoted to software and smalltalk, I headed to Evil Eye, a neighborhood cocktail bar in the Mission District around the corner from Ryan’s apartment. The birthday boy had ordered in pizzas and invited friends over to have drinks and celebrate together. I ordered a drink at the bar and found myself next to Ryan’s college roommate alongside her boyfriend. A wave of nostalgia hit me like a rock. The past seemed so far and at the same time right in front of me, as if picking up right where it left off. Throughout the night, a bunch of us took turns cramming into the bar’s photo booth to snap strips commemorating the occasion. I felt like a pathetic teenager, heart fluttering with excitement when I ended up in a corner close to Ryan, and predictably disappointed when I didn’t. Before leaving, I handed Ryan a birthday card stating how glad I was that we had remained friends all these years, how he was one of the best guys I knew, and how I was thankful we had crossed paths. I meant it, and tried to focus on my gratitude, not my desire, as I said goodbye before heading back to my hotel.

SixSex, Part 2: “Can we cuddle?” [MF]

[Link to Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/intig1/sixsex_a_six_part_series_on_successful_seduction/)

The next day, I helped Ryan move his belongings from his old apartment to his current place. He had just moved yesterday, spending the first night in the new digs not sleeping, and with me. That evening, we met friends for dinner at Little Star Pizza, my favorite pizza and beer joint in SF. Ryan had come to several reunions before, as it was always my pick to catch up with people when I visited the Bay Area. But this time, he was more than just a friend from college sitting around the table exchanging pleasantries. Could my other friends tell that I was staring at him a bit longer, and more longingly, than usual? That really I wished I was sitting next to him, not diagonally and across the table, but that I was also thankful for the physical barrier so I would be forced to behave myself?

I [F] used to fuck my landlord [M] because my husband couldn’t afford rent.

We were newly married at 19 and just moved into a nice little place. We were very happy with everything being newly married and loved finally have something to ourselves. The only problem was we didn’t budget correctly and our expenses were a lot higher than we expected. It got to the point where we had to decide between rent and food. I told my husband that I’d talk with our landlord and see if we could come to an “agreement”. He knew exactly what I meant and hesitated before agreeing.

We have had an open relationship because he isn’t able to satisfy my needs so being with someone else didn’t bother him it was the fact that in his mind I was having to whore myself because he wasn’t man enough to support us he told me later.

I call our landlord and he comes over when my husband is a work to talk. I tell him that we aren’t able to make rent and that I’d do my best to ” make it worth his while ” thank God he could read between the lines because it would have been embarrassing to just say it. He said that he would come over once a week in exchange we could live rent free.