So I have had my share of almost, interrupted or just fizzled out attempts at a threesome. A couple were MMF, a couple MFF, But there was only 1 truly successful time.
I was in my early 20s working at a restaurant. I pretty much fucked or at least fingered every waitress that came through who was under 30.
At this particular point in my career I was sleeping with 3 waitresses. One of whom was a close friend I had just recently started fucking.
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Su[M]mer [F]uck Ends Sticky
About me: I’m 5’10, long brown hair, toned curvy body, a thick ass, 34c tits, a pierced nose, and a big bush on my mound (no hair around my holes).
So this past summer I met up with an fwb of mine at his house so we could fuck. I’m wearing a yellow sundress with nothing underneath for easy access but it’s off before I’m three steps in.
So he and I start making out and next thing I know I’m bent over the marble kitchen counter getting my ass and pussy eaten moaning up a storm. So after a few minutes of having my clit sucked I cum and feel my head get pressed against the counter hard. My fwb puts his hand around my neck while fingering my gf hard and making me squirt right onto his floor.
So once he decided I was wet enough he makes me get his cock wet for a second and then pushes my back over the counter before taking off full speed. I reach out in an attempt to grip and brace myself for the fucking but he grabs my hands and holds them behind me back where he tells me to start fingering my ass. This guy has a nice dick and could go for a good amount of time. And by this I mean he doesn’t stop fucking for what feels like ages.
[FM] Playing in Public Part 2…
Hey, Didn’t think I’d get a chance to do this before now but my BF is currently walking my fairly drunk auntie back to her accommodation so I figure I’ve got a good 20 minutes.
Part two…
So after the lush had a good first outing two days later we gave it another and things went a bit further this time.
We’d taken it out with us but had no real plans on when or where we were going to use it. We’re on a little holiday at the moment so this particular afternoon my little bro, mum and auntie all went off whilst me and the BF did our own thing until the next day.
Not knowing what our plans were we went out in the campervan which is where things started. He told me before we set of I should pop the lush in and to turn it on, that we were not sure when we’d need it.
I knew he was already up to something but willingly and excitedly obliged.
Now, his van is a bit of a Frankenstein’s monster as he likes to call it, and there is no real working radio set up.
He has a sounds system wired in around the place and connects a jack to his phone for music whilst driving. He pulled over and said he needed to adjust the music, which was odd as he’d normally just ask me to do it.
My hottest, funniest, and riskiest exhibition encounter to date[FM]
This is an older story that happened way back in 2011 when I was still 20 years old. I’d just gotten my first girlfriend as an adult. I was 20, she was 18. On the surface, she looked incredibly straight laced, never done any drugs, never drank, straight-A student, extremely straight posture too. But underneath, she was incredibly kinky and would be the one to introduce me to the wonderful world of sex.
This story takes place in November, about one month after we started having sex. She was 5’9 with a tan complexion, short curly hair, and an amazing body. We would always joke about her “porn boobs” that seemed to defy gravity. She had narrow shoulders too, which really accentuated them. I was a nervous 5’11 black guy back then with short hair, and an average body. Not much different from now actually.
So back then we were just constantly horny and every time we met up we would end up having sex, one way or another. We’d done it outdoor a few times by that point when we’d go on hikes and walks through the park. This time we were downtown when I felt the familiar tingling in my groin. Playful touches turned erotic, kisses lingered for a bit too long, we were horny as shit but being downtown we had nowhere to go.
[FM] Passion returns…or perhaps never left….
Since I started reading gonewildstories I hadn’t thought about writing anything. But then until last week I hadn’t had anything to write about…
A couple of months ago my marriage broke up. It had been a long time in coming—we’d separated twice before and the spark had totally gone. I moved out into my own place and I started to rebuild my life. I didn’t think about being with anybody…I didn’t think I was ready for that yet, and it had been so long since my now-ex and I had done anything with each other.
Some years ago, she and I had been looking for something more exciting sexually, and we tried out swinging and polyamory for a while. After a number of strikeouts we met a couple named Adam and Erin, and we started a relationship with them. Our time together was very fun at first, but over time the emotional burdens of a four-way relationship were just too much for us, and after about six months we broke up. My now-ex and I decided to give up on partners outside of our marriage, and we forgot about Adam and Erin.
[F] my hand did some wandering while my [M] friend talked about his hookup
My friend recently wemt off to college this semester. Being the attractive guy he is, he’s got the ability to get pussy anytime he wants. And believe me when i say he does. We’re comfortable enough with each other that he can tell me about any and everything and I’ll hype him up. I’m not attracted to him but I’ve thought about what it would be like to fuck him pretty often recently. (That’s a story for another day, i guess). I’ve got a few stories from him but this one is more about me. We’ll call him Jase, since I don’t plan on using his real name.
2 days ago, Jase was telling me how he finally hooked up with this girl from one of his classes. Those details dont matter but what matters is the fact that she was apparently curvy. The picture he sent was amazing. (I’m Bi so I get just as much of a pleasure seeing girls as guys. But i’m not including the picture, sorry.) She had more boobs than butt, as if that really mattered. She had pussy eating lips (or dick sucking. Your choice) that were literally so perfect. They looked natural. And her bikini pics looked fucking hot… I wish instagram wasn’t so prudish with their rules because that would be amazing… The point is her long brown hair and larger tits looked amazing and I’m having to hurry this along since I’m getting wet thinking about it.
[FMM] Latino tag-team at the office
There are a few layers of backstory to this. So bear with me, if you don’t mind.
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First, let me preface with this: I’m attracted to all kinds of guys. White, black, brown guys, Asian guys, European guys, Middle Eastern guys–whatever. Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses; as long as they’re hung, I’ll let them enter.
So in that sense, it seems a bit misleading to say I prefer one over the other. …But, that being said, I definitely have a thing for Latino guys.
For me, it’s not a weird “BBC fucks innocent white woman” thing; they just tend to have a combination of physical traits that I like. There’s something about tan skin, dark hair, and dark eyes that gives me that *gut punch* feeling; that lizard-brain-motivated “I need that man to knock me up” feeling. Pair that with a defined nose, nice lips, angled eyebrows, or maybe even little beauty marks here and there–I’m *done*.
And if you’ll allow me to indulge a little bit: a tan cock, especially one that’s darker than the rest of the body, with a pinkish head, maybe a little bit of foreskin, maybe another little beauty mark or two: that’s perfection as far as I’m concerned.
[MF] New Professor has his first naughty office hours.
I’m a new professor, teaching engineering for the first time at a state college. I’m 6’3″, fit, with brown hair and eyes and beard that I keep trimmed short.
This is the story of my first encounter with an undergraduate looking to improve her grades.
She walked into my office after the first midterm with a determined look in her eye. She was a brunette from my intro class, dressed in the college uniform of a state t-shirt, yoga pants, and a pony tail. Her sparkly sequinned shoes drew the eye down her toned coed body.
“I know I didn’t do very well on the test, Dr. S. I wanted to talk to you about improving my grade.”
She shut the door behind her as she walked into my office. Alarm bells started ringing in my head as she pulled the blinds down on my office door.
“This is going to end badly” I thought to myself. I’m going to get fucking fired my first semester.
And I didn’t care.
I pulled a chair around the desk, hoping this wasn’t what I thought it was, trying to salvage the student teacher dynamic.
Sucking on [m]y best [f]riend’s tits
First time posting and it is a true story, so apologies if it isn’t written out the best.
The summer after freshman year of college my group of friends from high school decided to rent some cabins at the lake, have a non-stop party for a few days. Since we were all broke we rented to cheapest cabins which we could find, and while they weren’t nice they were clean and air conditioned. There were around 25 of us split between four cabins, though people had to share beds.
Literally all we did the entire time was drink our asses off, hanging out on the dock during the day and cabins in the evenings. After three straight days of this I was trying hard to Party the last night but it just wasn’t happening. Most of my friends were still going strong but I couldn’t keep up. I realized my friend Jane (not her real name) felt the same way, so we decided to head to one of the cabins where no one was partying and watch a movie. The only vcr (it wasn’t that long ago but like I said, this place was cheap) was in a bedroom so that’s where we headed.
[MF] – My first college hookup (Part 1–The Lead Up)
I entered college feeling a whirlwind of emotions. On one hand I was kind of pissed off and envious of seeing all of my friends and kids I graduated with going off to their new schools as I was stuck at my local community college. But on the other hand I was also excited for a fresh start, knowing that I wasn’t going to be there for long and that my time would come. I remember my first day vividly, as I got to school I saw an old friend from H.S. who turned out to be in a bunch of my classes by pure luck. I loaded my schedule so that I was only there 2 days a week but on those 2 days I was basically there all day. So as the day went on me and my friend went to our English class (the last class we had together, but my 2nd to last class on that day).