How I ended up in bed [F]ooling around with [M]y friend’s dad! Part 2 (At Long Last)

Hey everyone, long time no see. It’s me, Suzie. You may remember me[ posting this thread ages ago about me fucking my friend’s dad](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cvvrd8/how_i_ended_up_in_bed_fooling_around_with_my/). I got an overwhelming and extremely positive feedback, and then my depression hit me like a 6 ton anchor and I wrote half of this, but lost the motivation to keep going and sort of retreated into myself. Anyway! I’m back now with a brand new banger, or at the very least, the sequel to the last story! The second time me and my friend’s dad smashed!

To re/answer a few questions from last time: No, my friend never found out. We were friends for a long while by this point, though at this point in our friendship and the distance that college created, our relationship had waned to some degree, though in the past 3-4 years we’ve actually reconnected and are very good friends now. I also only ever fucked her dad during that summer; afterwards, I left town and I never moved back, so I haven’t seen him since. Again also; this took place in America, and yes, he was married, though their marriage had a lot of tension and was not necessarily healthy one. And as always, I’m down to chat or talk to people about this stuff if anyone’s interested!

Failed NNN with my first threesome (and it didn’t include my GF [MFF]

*I’m a rambler, if you just want to read about the sex scroll to the asterisks*

I’m 19, just started going to college this fall, and my girlfriend and I have been together for more than 2 years as of October. We’ve been open since just after the start of school. We’re going to the same school, and we are happy in our relationship as is, but we wanted to explore the world of dating as college students, so here we are.

I don’t think I’m great at picking people up at parties, so my go-to option ended up being Tinder (despite it being occasionally soul-sucking). I have pretty good luck, over the last few months I’ve met some pretty fantastic girls and gotten some great FWBs out of the deal.

L is 6′ tall (I’m not quite 5’10”) and somehow lucked out with a great pair of perky tits and a tight ass with just the right amount of bounce. We’ve hooked up probably half a dozen times and she is very cool and casual both sexually and otherwise. She’s a freshman like me, but luckily for both of us she’s got no roommate in the dorm.

[M]e and my favorite dancer got a little [f]risky in the back

I’ve been going to my favorite gentleman’s establishment pretty regularly over the last few months, to the point where when I show up in the afternoon, usually only one of two or three people there, I get a “Hi, how you doing?” From the usually burly manager and the bartender knows which drink I’d like. So suffice to say, I’ve become a regular at this point and as most regulars do, I’ve got a specific girl who I am HER regular, her names Molly.
At least once a week, after getting off work around 2pm, I’d go in there and have a few drinks, throw some money down, and spend my time hanging out with Molly. Everything normally stayed above board for the most part, a little “he can go a bit further during lapdances” since I’d be focused in, financially, on her every time I came in and we always had a strong connection.

Our First Visit to a Sex Club [Group]

The couples area of the club had many couches, large ottomans, and little tables around. The walls along the inside of the area were mirrored. Porn was playing on a couple of small TV screens. There were sheer red and black curtains that you can see through, into the strip club and bar area on the other side.

My [f]un afternoon with [m]y boyfriend

We just got home from a movie – the weather is chilly and rainy. We both put on comfy clothes as soon as we walked in the door. I’m laying on the bed on my stomach, playing on my phone. Glasses on, hair in a messy bun. I’m wearing a cozy sweatshirt and a thong.

He’s puttering around the bedroom, comfy in his flannel PJ pants and a warm sweatshirt. Almost time to head into the living room and get ready for the Pats game.

He sits down on the bed and rubs my ass. Tells me he loves my butt, which of course I know. Maybe that’s why I chose this position, in this particular outfit, such as it is. He leans down and gives one cheek a soft kiss. Then a little harder. If he used some more suction, I may end up with a hickey there. He stops. Tells me he doesn’t want to leave a mark because my ass looks so pretty. That’s a change from his usual attitude. Normally he likes to leave his mark on my body.

[MT] An unforgettable night

This story happened several years when I was 31M and she was 28T.
Disclaimer: I’ll be using she/her throughout. Transwomen are women, sorry. ♡

I met Monica on a transgender-focused dating site. She is my height, Pacific Islander but quite slim & fit with long black hair. I can’t remember how she told me but she let me know her porn star name (she had done solo/masturbation scenes) so I had already seen her nude prior to meeting. Between that and some things she had texted me, it was clear that we would absolutely be fucking and that I would be bottoming for her.

We agreed to meet at a known a gay-friendly bar. She was at the pool table with her friend, another trans woman who was very shy, skinny and quiet and wearing bland, loose fitting clothes. Total opposite of Monica who was loud, brash and pushy and wearing a dark red tight cotton dress that only went about halfway up her thigh, along with leather boots & jacket and big hoop earrings. There was another guy there who was apparently set up with the shy girl: he was a tall, pudgy bald dude who didn’t talk much either

[MF] I Accidentally Sent My Much Older Apartment Manager A Dick Pic, And She Liked It?

This happened a little over a year ago when I was 24. I had been living at a new apartment complex for several months after moving to a new city. It wasn’t a huge complex. Maybe 40 or 50 tenants, but it was nice and affordable for the area, plus the apartment manager lived in the building.

This is important. Take this a life tip if you want, but when apartment searching in a city, try to find buildings where the manager lives on site. Why? Because then you know the building is halfway decent. It won’t be roach infested or anything, you know? They’re not going to live with that shit. But if the manager lives off site, then it’s a bit of a gamble. They likely wouldn’t put in as much effort. That’s just how the world works.

Anyway, the manager of this apartment was named Maria. She was in her late 40s and lived there by herself. Maria did not have a perfect body. Most people don’t. She had some extra weight on her, but she had one of the kindest faces I’ve ever seen. It was just pleasant to look at, which might sound weird, but I don’t know how else to describe it. I LIKED LOOKING AT HER FACE, OKAY? She also had some, uh, healthy looking lips? I don’t want to say the other term for them because it sounds douchetastic, but you get the picture.

How I [F] fuck the police [husband, M]

My husband is a cop and I love it. It’s not only that he likes what he does and he’s happy and confident but I also kind of have a kink for uniforms and since he started his career at the police force he has been working out quite a lot and he looks gorgeous. There’s no gym nearby so he does a lot of sports at home. I’m especially captivated by his biceps when he is doing pull-ups… When he walks around the apartment topless, muscles pumped after his work-out, I follow him with my eyes and he knows I’m getting horny. Unfortunately, I can’t just pounce on him, because often some family members are around and we have a small child. So we have to wait until the little-one is soundly asleep and we are finally alone, tension building up all afternoon…

While he is taking a shower, I prep the bedroom: lit candles, turn on sexy music, place all our gear next to the bed. I know he loves to see me in black stockings or a corsage and I’m getting excited dressing up for my man. I feel confident, knowing I’m in good shape as well (petite, athletic, any signs of pregnancy completely gone). When he comes in naked and lays eyes on me I can see him get a hard-on in no time, his dick standing up like a proud soldier. I tell him to lie on the bed and lock the door with a wicked smile.

[MFM] My wife and I enjoyed our trip to Spain – pt 2

Sorry for the long delay, for better context on how my wife and I got to this point, here is the
[link to part 1](https://reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/de8tk7/mfm_my_wife_and_i_enjoyed_our_trip_to_spain/)

Our first evening with Pedro, a new friend (redditor) from Madrid ended with us lying in bed, exhausted from our encounter. Pedro eventually got up, his then-soft cock was still quite sizeable, swinging as he walked to get his clothes. We followed him to the door of our hotel room, promising we’d message tomorrow (our last day in Madrid). As we said goodbye he and I exchanged a somewhat awkward yet fitting hug, and he and my still-naked wife a much more natural kiss include a nice grope of her ass for him.

My wife and I returned to bed, both of us glowing and a little bit in “shock”. Our encounter had gone to plan, actually better than I had imagined for our experiment in a foreign country. We spooned and talked about what we had just experienced, both of us aroused. My hands roamed up and down her body while she very gently toyed with herself as we spoke.

It wasn’t just dancing; or, the second [f]uck of my first solo vacation [FM] [public] [long]

If you want to read about the first fuck of my first solo vacation or want more background on me, you can read [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dx78ec/first_fuck_of_my_first_solo_vacation_fm_public/) I’m going to preface this story by saying this is the hottest sexual experience I’ve had to date. It was spontaneous, anonymous, sexy as fuck, and fulfilled a fantasy I had been nurturing. I like to tell all the details of stories, including the awkward ones, because sex is often funny and weird and often that makes it even more endearing, but this story has none of that. It was hot as fuck. It’s also VERY long.

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I got back to my Airbnb after my first fuck around 5am Sunday morning, exhausted from wine and public sex. But I couldn’t sleep for long; I wanted to go to a famous nightclub* with a notoriously difficult door and long queues. I had already been to another club with a tough door on Friday, and got in without issue, so I felt good about my chances of getting in. But I didn’t want to risk denial and I didn’t want to wait in an hours-long line. A friend had told me that what I should do is go early on Sunday morning, when there was likely to be little to no line, get the stamp for re-entry, go inside and check it out, then leave, go home and sleep more, before going back later in the afternoon/evening. So I slept for about 4 hours, and around 10am on a Sunday I got up, got dressed in black shorts, a thin black crop top, black boots and socks, and my black leather collar. No bra, no makeup. I put my black raincoat on over my ensemble, and I headed out.