[FM] Swimming Pool Changing Room Lust

When I was younger, my family decided to cross a few trips off the bucket list together. My sister and I were already adults and my brother getting there, so this period of time was one of the last in which the whole family could easily get together. Thankfully, my parents paid for my boyfriend to come along as we were already living together and it would feel unfair to leave him behind while I got to go have fun.

One of our destinations was Centre Parcs in England. Centre Parcs is a resort type getaway hidden in a forest. Its main attraction is a large but tasteful indoor/outdoor swimming area, with slides, a lazy river, wavepool, etc. The evening after we arrived, we decided it was time to have some fun. I slipped on a one-piece, then jeans and a sweater over and threw some underwear in a bag to change into after the swim. We headed out as a family, rushing the long walk through the trees to the pools. As we got nearer, we could hear the shouts and screams of enjoyment, smell the chlorine, and see the steam rising above the warm water of the outside sections. We entered the building and made our way to the changing rooms.

[MFM] My Spontaneous Threesome

A few weeks ago there was a post on Reddit asking if you’d ever been part of a spontaneous threesome and it brought to mind an experience I had back in college with a friend and his girlfriend, so I decided to write it up. My first and only threesome, at least to date.

We’ll call them Luke and Jenna. Luke and Jenna had been dating since before I met either of them. I’d later find out that it hadn’t been that much before then, but Luke sat next to me in class and we’d often bump into each other in the cafeteria and that led to eating lunch together. I met his girlfriend Jenna through this and before long we were hanging out on weekends watching football at their apartment.

Some quick physical descriptions. Luke was a guy right off The Bachelorette, he could have been a model. He had short brown hair, 6’4″ with broad shoulders and a swimmer’s body. Jenna was kind of the opposite. She had black hair, was about 5’3″ and was a cute chubby girl with a large set of breasts that she had no qualms about showing off. And I have no issue admitting that I rubbed one out to the thought of emptying on those beasts more than once.

[MF] the wife who couldn’t follow the rules

About nine years ago, I (m, 21 back then) was traveling all over Asia and using Craigslist to meet women to have adventures with. It was a great time in my life.. I had sex with 26 girls in just six months (which is not to brag – thats rather easy whilst traveling – still the best time of my life) . But this encounter stands out until today.

I arrived in one of the largest cities on this planet, sightseeing and of course I was quite horny due to my extensive travels in the weeks before. As always, I posted a few personals, looking for different things. Within a few hours, I was contacted by a guy who told me his wife was living there and as he lived far away, he loves to see her being fucked by other people.

He told me he was planning to get a few guys to gangbang her while he would be watching and if I’d be into that. Honestly, it was exciting because I had quite a few great experiences before but I was never part of something like that before. So of course I agreed.

I had sex with my stepbrother… And I’d do it again. [MF]

When I come home from breaks, I usually spend half the time with my mom, and the other half with my dad and his family.

Yesterday, I spent Thanksgiving with my dad and his family. We had dinner, then started with the “game night” tradition.

Our game nights usually end with a lot of booze. I wasn’t leaving until the next morning, so I wasn’t worried about being sober enough to get home safely.

In hindsight, I probably shouldn’t have gotten as “lit” as I did, but we were having fun! Charades, Jenga, Cards Against Humanity, Uno. Things were bound to get rowdy.

Now, my stepbrother is VERY attractive. Women flock to him, and I don’t blame them at all. He’s tall, dark brown skin, beard, long dreadlocks down his back. For his early thirties, he looks to be in his mid-twenties.

Throughout the night, I noticed we kept catching each others eye. I thought it may have just been the booze, but at one point, it became obvious he was staring.

By the time we were wore out from the day’s festivities, my sister and her boyfriend left and my parents went to sleep, leaving my stepbrother and I to ourselves.

[MF] Hooking up with an American tourist in the UK

Ever get those periods in life where when it comes to the opposite sex, everything just seems to go your way?

**Summer Heat**

July. The scorching sun was melting pale British skin everywhere. The football world cup was on and every man, woman and child wanted to watch England v Colombia. It didn’t matter what part of the UK you were from. English? Well of course you wanted to watch England win. Scottish, Irish or Welsh? Well of course you wanted to watch England get beat. I had planned to meet a group of friends at one of the city’s beer gardens to watch the game. I wasn’t working this particular day so by mid afternoon I was getting bored waiting for everyone else to clock off work. I had a beer. Then another. Then decided to head to my local pub. Where I live it is all new riverside development, the area is still gentrifying shall we say, so my local was actually the pub attached to a hotel. It was great for people watching, if a little pricy.

**American woman, stay away from me. Or not.**

Date with another man [FM]

This story is going to be a bit long but I’ll try to keep it short while hitting all the details people are looking for. My husband will probably read this from his account and it will be the first time hearing details, so while you read think about him and how he’s probably feeling.

My husband and I have been married close to five years. Sex life is good, but we have always looked for ways to keep it fresh and exciting. Our usual way to do this usually involves some sort of public display, though it’s usually reserved enough to keep us from getting in too much trouble. One time that was especially different happened about a year ago. My husband met a woman and she was into him and after we talked about it he got a quasi-hall pass. Basically he got to sleep with her while I was there. Not a threesome though, I remained out of the way throughout. The deal was that I got to have one someday. That someday was this past weekend.

[FM] Hooked up with a work colleague, realized I’m kinkier than I thought [Part 3]

tl;dr summary of Part 1 (posted [from my perspective](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cdptfa/fm_hooked_up_with_a_work_colleague_realized_im/) [F] and [from his](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ciqexa/fm_hooked_up_with_a_work_colleague_realized_im/)): we’re both PhD students in the natural sciences working on the same project at different universities, met in person at a workshop/conference, hooked up on the last night, ended up having sex outside for several hours with some BDSM vibes, including him ordering me to post about our encounter on this subreddit.

tl;dr summary of [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ceeei4/fm_hooked_up_with_a_work_colleague_realized_im/): short update that despite living thousands of miles apart, the sex was so good we decided to meet up again so he could help me explore my growing interest in BDSM.

So now Part 3 and Part 4: our actual reunion. It’s long, so I’ve split it in two. The more explicitly kinky shit happens in Part 4, which I’ll post tomorrow. I’ve also put in some headings to make it easier to scroll down and find “the good parts” if you hate exposition.

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**The Set-up**

[MF] Hot Tub fun on Thanksgiving.

“…what are the chances someone is gonna come outside?” I asked.

“We’re not fucking in the hot tub.” He responded firmly. I giggled, and slowly lowered myself into the water. I had been invited to spend the holiday with my boyfriend’s family at a cabin, and behind the cabin was a gazebo with a hot tub inside.

“I mean, I’m only asking because this suit is a little tight, and I want to unzip a bit.” I was wearing a one piece suit, but the chest unzipped to about the waist. I wasn’t kidding about the suit being tight, but I 100% had other motives to unzipping.

“The suit does not fit, so I think you have a good excuse to be unzipped.” He said with a smile. Without hesitation, I pulled down the zipper to give myself a little breathing room, exposing my large breasts. Almost immediately, his hands were on me, pinching and fondling my nipples. I climbed on top of him and begun kissing him deeply, feeling him grow through his swim trunks. I begun to grind on him, building the tension between us.

Getting paid to have rough sex with a guy I liked [FM]

Hey, so this is my first time posting something here. Please be nice I got some more or less great stories to share.

This story happened a little while ago, about 2 years back. I was 22 at the time, working my first real job where I met a guy whom I instantly felt a connection with. When I meet someone I usually know right away, if things could click or not. Since I had a boyfriend at that time it was never more than a little friendly flirting though.

He, let’s call him Pete, is about 180cm (6 foot) tall, sporty with a tendency to a six pack, short dark brown hair and a baby face. I am a little bit taller than 170cm (5.7 foot), skinny, long brown hair and a great butt.

[FM] On a School Bus at Night

My boyfriend really loves the idea of public sex. He’s a bit of an exhibitionist. I’m somewhat shy myself, but he knows exactly how to turn me on. The other night was no exception.

We and a mutual friend had been drinking some that night. Nothing heavy, but I was leaving town on a school trip the next morning for a couple days and wanted to celebrate beforehand. My boyfriend had just turned 21, so he had picked up a few drinks earlier that day. I would say I’m relatively modest, but alcohol always makes me horny. Something about the warmth it provides just makes me crave pleasure. At the end of the night, when I was a bit tipsy, we decided to take our friend home. It was a short walk, but along the way the three of us began a game of Truth or Dare. The game was mostly innocuous, though some questions more provocative than others (my bf asked our friend if he had ever thought about me carnally; I turned around while he nodded his head so I don’t know, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he said yes). Though the air was warm, I became increasingly aware of the desire growing within me. I craved touch.