My [28/M] wife [28/F] and I’s first threesome, with a beautiful girl [25/F] in Hawaii. Long but great read we promise.

So I’m not sure if people will enjoy this story or not, but it’s 100% true and is the hottest sexual experience of mine or my wife’s lives. I’m no big erotica writer but made it all the way through high school and college English so I’ll give it my best shot. Bear with me and enjoy…I promise it’ll pay off if you keep reading. (To skip to the good stuff ctrl+F to “Sabria”)

My wife Jess and I have been together on and off since college. I think we played it smart. We met at 19, fell in love hard and fast, but took things slow. We partied a lot in college, did our own thing when we felt like it, and didn’t put a lot of rules on each other.

We had the usual bumps in the road, including a few “breaks” that lasted a few months in duration and allowed us both to sow our wild oats and kind of “explore” other people.

But I always knew she was “the one.” And vice versa. We finally got engaged last year and married this April. We went on a nice 10 day trip to Hawaii for our honeymoon and had a fucking blast. We always have a blast with each other…it’s always been that way.

The Masseuse: An orgasmic epic

I had initially posted this in hopes of recreating the memory in some fashion on /r/dirtypenpals. But, after some suggestions, I’ve realized it’s really more a story. Something that I hope you all can enjoy here.

**—–CHAPTER 1: THE ORIGIN—–**

It all started when I accepted an invitation to be my friend’s groomsman. I was but a simple un-defiled man. Hadn’t even stepped foot in a strip club. Oh, but things were going to change. Next came the bachelor party invitation. Where you ask? Montreal. Oui, Montreal. I was hesitant at first. I was only vaguely aware of my friends propensity for strip clubs, prostitutes and the like. I’m worried what is going to happen and if I’m even going to be down to party. I tell him that I’m not sure I can make it. Plans and such… He doesn’t buy it.

> “Don’t worry, you’re in good hands. You don’t want to miss out buddy. Your life will change.”

My life will change? That’s quite a statement. I put it out of my mind for a month or so until the groom texted me.

> “You still have time.”

My (f)irst taste of pussy

While watching the Kama Sutra, she asked me to explain how the different positions would actually work. Giggling and stoned, I, who had previously had sex with only one guy, decided to show her, the virgin, what it’s like. Fully clothed and on the bed, we simulated missionary, doggy, cow girl and a few of the other positions being shown in the movie, all while laughing and talking about the awkwardness and how what would fit where.
I felt myself getting wet during all this but blamed it on what I had been watching (Kama Sutra) instead of what I was doing. She started playing along more… running her hands over my body and then innocently asked,”But how can you kiss when you’re in this position (Girl on top)?” – That’s when something happened.. I felt and heard and smelled and tasted the air around me change. And I kissed her. It felt like it was all happening in slow motion… her soft sweet never been kissed lips. The quiver of her body as I ran my hands all over her, and the look in her eyes when I asked her if she wanted to stop…
She took off her shirt and said,” Please… don’t .. ”
There was no nervousness, no shyness… just wild abandon. The heavy breathing, the urgent kissing – the ripping off of what clothes remained. I licked her neck, her hard, velvety nipples, the curves of her stomach, trailing down to the top of her beautiful pussy. I felt her stiffen up as I got close to her slit, so I stopped again and asked,” You can still say no… we can stop right now and pretend nothing ever happened”. She smiled and naughtily said,” Just finish what you started”.
I slowly licked my way down her slit, gently teasing her folds with the tip of my tongue. My fingers began playing around the outside too and I felt her starting to quiver and shake.
I gently sucked her clitoris into my mouth and started a slow licking then sucking motion, while easing my index finger into her. I felt her insides begin to tighten and loosen and her body involuntarily buck up towards my mouth. Her legs were shaking and her head was thrown back and I heard the most beautiful moaning and sighing – then a sudden stillness and I thought my finger would break off inside her from her orgasmic clench! I slowed down and stopped and she just lay there with her eyes closed, breathing heavily and barely moving. I nudged her,”You alive?”
She opened her eyes and with the most beautiful sparkle and mischievous smile said,”You’re next”.

UNLV Sorority Freshman Turned Amateur Entertainmer (pics of me included)

UNLV Sorority Freshman Turns Amateur Entertainer

The first pic is of my sorority Big, Katie, and me in Las Vegas where we attend school. She and I have become good friends but not in any way that I would have predicted. No we are not lesbians. On the contrary we love men and started our own business in Las Vegas performing together for mostly visiting businessmen and convention goers. We are lucky to be going to school here as I know of no other city like it where a regular college girl can make the kind of money we do. In fact, college girls are in demand in the entertainment industry here.

Katie worked as a hostess at a steakhouse where she also got me a job. She quit but didn’t tell me the real reason until after she got to know me better. She started entertaining with another former hostess for a business that advertises college aged strippers. The business finds them work and gets a percentage of their earnings. Any tips they make are theirs to keep.

Romantic dinner suddenly turned into rough sex [F/M]

How we met:

I met Jay at a coffee place / bar while I was out drinking with some friends. I’m not exactly sure how, but he somehow became part of our group that was hanging out even though he didn’t know anyone initially. He was friendly, cheerful, charismatic and confident (or drunk) enough to talk to strangers. We connect over some common interests and he buys me some drinks. I find out that he is a college student and only 21. At 25, I kind of set 22 as my lower limit age-wise for guys, so it made me less interested in him. I know “age is just a number blah blah blah” but I just didn’t want to deal with inexperience and immaturity. I actually straight up told him he’s out of my “range” in a humorous tone and he responded in a serious manner that he’ll be turning 22 soon. I find it funny and we continue to chat and drink. As we get more drunk, we somehow ended up talking about sex. The topic of slapping comes up. I tell him that I sometimes like getting slapped across the face and choked a little bit. And that I really, really enjoy getting spanked. Now the whole dynamic between us changes. I now sense that he has become extremely interested in
pursuing me. It was like it went from lighthearted chatting to getting zeroed in on. I felt like a target the way he was looking at me. I was wearing a tight fitting, somewhat short dress and heels. I felt his eyes on my chest, legs, everywhere. He was also making lustful comments. For example, that I looked so hot and slutty in that dress and that the glasses I wore make it even sluttier. While I would be a bit embarrassed to admit it to other people, the way he was looking at me and his comments made me super horny. Eventually, my friends were leaving and I followed them. He found me outside and got my number, making sure to squeeze my ass before he left. He also touched my underwear, right where my wet pussy is, as he was doing that.

M/F/F (M)y first time threesome with my girl(ff)riend and her classmate, with some pegging.

Earlier this week my girl friend finished her last semester in grad school and decided to have a party for some of the girls in her cohort. Because it was all women, my girl friend asked if I could entertain myself or go someplace so they could “openly share memories and stories.” No biggy, playoff hockey and basketball with an open excuse to drink, done. I spent a few hours at the bar near my house and came home around 11pm and only one car was remaining in the driveway. I casually walked through the door to find my girlfriend and one of her classmates, Carol, laughing and giggling on the sofa. Carol is 26 about 5’5″ with shoulder length dyed blonde hair with brown roots, she has a thin frame with small A breasts and no ass and looks very younger. Emily, my girl friend is 5’1″ with long wavy hair brown hair, she is curvy with almost DD breasts. I am 5’8″ with a beer belly that formed after college, and still going on see above, but not awfully big. My dick is right around average at just under 6″ but I like to say 6″ to feel good. Back to the story.

I took advantage of (m)y drunk (f)iance last night.

I’ve been with my girl for 4 years. Our sex life is great although we’re going thru a bit of a dry spell due to life stress and planning a wedding and money and all that crap. Lately I’ve been feeling sexually frustrated and so last night I decided to put an end to that spell.

So my lady is 5’5″, brunette, olive complexion, with perky B tits, hour glass figure and big booty that still drops my jaw. I mean this ass is so damn gorgeous, I can’t keep my hands off her. Maybe I can convince her to let me share a pic with you but she’s pretty self-conscious so probably not. For this story I’ll call her Bettie, after Bettie Page.

Last night we invited our couple-friends over for dinner, I was pretty tired from work but I put on my happy face because they put her at ease and temporarily relieve some stress… Plus we usually get drunk, smoke some weed, play cards and have a great time, so why not?

A very unexpected drunken time with a housemate (F/M)

I’ve actually been really unsure as to whether to recount this story from last weekend – on reflection I feel really, REALLY guilty about it. But, at the same time, it was a surprising and weird but erotic encounter, so I don’t want to shy away from it. So, here goes!

I share a house with three other students, one other girl and a male gay couple who have been my friends for about eight years now. Although the two of them are inseparable, this past weekend was an exception – a holiday weekend where one of them was going home to visit parents while the other’s family were on holiday elsewhere, leaving him to stay in the house. Likewise, while my other housemate was also back home for the weekend I’d also decided to stick around – partly to avoid seeing my parents, partly just to keep my best friend company.

We hadn’t actually hung out as just the two of us for a long time, so we found ourselves planning a suitably fun nerdy weekend – long hours sat in front of video games while chatting and being silly for the most part. Come Sunday evening, and having exhausted anything much else to do, we’d decided to amass a variety of alcohol for a late night of drinking in front of whatever rubbish we wanted to watch or play.

My first threesome.. and the morning after. [M/M/F]

This happened quite unexpectedly. I was stressing out about my grades in my first year of college and I was not planning to party over the weekend and just lock myself in the library. My frat bros were all for it but they told me to stop by after midnight to grab a beer with them. I said sure. The only way to finish an all-day study session is with a nice cold glass of Guinness. No other beer is necessary or required.

So I’m walking back to the house after a long day of cramming notes into my head and I get a text from one of my older brothers, Troy, “Hey can you pick some condoms on the way? I’m all out. Trojan Ecstasy.” Fuck this guy. It’s freezing cold out around 5 degrees and he expects me to turn back, go to the store and pick his condoms for him and his girlfriend. I was a pledge, so I kind of had to do it.

I fucked my kid’s teacher, Part IV, this time with a special guest! (M/F/F)

Here’s part three, if you missed it. Has the other two parts linked also:
https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4dzus7/hooking_up_at_two_different_bars_with_my_kids/

It had been three weeks since I had seen Alison. I mentioned previously that due to suspicions that she was in a relationship, I had basically blown her off. She didn’t seemed too pleased with my lack of interest in fucking but I wasn’t interested in explaining myself since I hate confrontation.

The one thing I was worried about was that she’d leverage her position as my kid’s teacher in some negative way. Last Wednesday she texted me saying she wanted to come over and fuck. She snapchatted pictures of her masturbating with a dildo and said she wished it was my cock inside of her. I really wanted to acquiesce but made an excuse about having a date. “No problem,” came the reply. “We can make it a threesome!” Goddamn, Alison knew how to push buttons. I demurred and said no and received a devil emoji in reply.

The next afternoon, my ex called and said there was a problem at school. Immediately I was suspicious that Alison was up to something and I texted her, saying we shouldn’t put my kid in the middle of this. She claimed to not know what I was talking about and I said maybe we should meet did coffee.