Our first married FFM threesome (a bit of a longer read for our first post)

So we are new to this subreddit but have found it extremely sexy and hot to read, and decided that our next step should be posting. We thought of no better story to share as our first, than our first threesome that we experienced last week. It was a huge step for us as a couple as it is something we had dreamed of doing for some time but never quite had the courage to approach in real life.

We are a somewhat vanilla couple. While we are quite naughty, adventurous, and kinky ourselves behind closed doors, we don't tend to explore really adventurous things too much, even though we both have strong desires too. We are both shy, and nervous, so have never quite really found a way to have an outlet for it. We began going on reddit, and even experimented with some Dirty PenPals post, which helped get us started, but we wanted more.

Late Night Pleasure [m/f]

Some men you simply can't resist testing to see if the hype is true. There have only been a few men in my lifetime that I have enjoyed entirely. I met him at a conference one summer and we flirted all summer. He was cocky, confident, and was a challenge that required time and effort. We were together during meetings often during the week, but his one stipulation was that no one could know that anything was happening between us. Two years older than me, he had eyes that danced with temptation and hands meant to please. I found myself drawn to him, wanting him in my bed. We started texting one night. Hormones coursing through my veins, I found it hard to be calm with the tantalizing promise of seeing him. We messaged for hours, I spoke to him of my fantasies, of meeting him and offering myself for his pleasure, for him to use as he wished.

Finally, I got my wish. "Meet me outside in five minutes"

The Aftermath of a Night Gone Wild (M/F)

Here is a link to my previous story which leads to this one – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/31dgoc/how_i_cheated_on_my_bf_mf/

Sorry in advance for the long post, I just wanted to include every detail I could remember. Also I apologize for the spelling and grammar errors. I'm not a writer, just a story teller. If you didn't read my previous post, I cheated on my boyfriend Jeff with another guy named Mark. This is the aftermath of that night. I didn't include many details about Jeff because I am nervous that he could stumble upon this somehow because he and his friends use reddit. If anyone wants more details on Mark or Jeff feel free to message me.

The Aftermath

Once Mark had finished I was shocked but still very horny and confused. I still had him in my mouth and his hands were still on my head but I didn't have any idea what just happened or how it did, or even what was coming next. Mark kept my head pushed down for what seemed like forever, as I sucked every last drop out of him. Then he let go and after a few seconds I realized it was over and I could let go to.

Update #8 – I [M] fucked my uptight roommate [F]

I know I’m slow with the updates but have been kind of busy recently so not much time to write but I am away at the moment visiting my family and it is boring as hell so I’m entertaining myself by writing this. So I think this happened last Tuesday. Ellie and I were both in the kitchen and talking when Bernice came back from work and was complaining about being stressed about work blah blah and needing to unwind. I think she was trying to hint something as she kept looking at me but it was a little awkward as Ellie was right there. Then when she left Ellie started asking me for the gossip on me and Bernice and told me I would be the first one to have to leave when if the whole thing goes to shit. So it better be worth it haha because this will probably end badly. I didn't see Bernice the rest of the night but at like 1 in the morning I got a message from her asking if I was awake. I replied to her and about two minutes later she walked into my room, pulled off her shirt to reveal her tits and then she climbed right on top of me.

mF Groping my sister-in-law

Using a throw away for this. Also on mobile so its going to be poorly written.

This started last year on Christmas/ boxing day. 3 major characters: myself, my sister in law ( I'll call her SIL), and my cousin who is married to SIL. Now our families are extremely close, so close that I consider cousin as a brother. I can go to his house unannounced, eat dinner, sleep over, then leave in the morning no problem. I'm 20, SIL is 31, and cousin is 34.

SIL looks Katy Perry, but with black straight hair, thick thighs and ass. She goes to the gym 7days a week. I would guess her to be 5' 10" 150lbs of gym thickness. Her ass looks amazing in yoga pants!

I'm 6' 2" 180lbs, nothing amazing. And cousin is about 6' 0" 200lbs of muscle.

On Christmas my family went to visit my cousin for dinner. They live downtown, and the plan was for me to crash on their sofa, my parents would go home, and the 3 of us would go shopping for boxing day. During dinner nothing really happened, but I did get a lot more hugs from SIL then usual, I thought it was because of the wine.

Had so[M]E [f]un Couchsurfing

Hi, first let me say English's not my first language so there may be some typos.

So, this story follows another story with another girl i met couchsurfing but i decided to write this one first as it's easier to explain :)

some info, no wild stuff here yet

Something about me at the time the story happened: Male, late 20's moving into 30's. Chubby, overweight (but was working out regularly to do something about it so there was the 'outline' of posture you could say), baldish/ing (Friar Tuck style) with a wicked (some would say weird) sense of humour, from a small Central European country

Her: She was (and well, still is :)) older then me, visiting from a country bit to the east. Had a nice body, she was active runner/dancer. 3 years older then me. Honesty compels me to say, she looked older then that in the face, would guess maybe 37-38, seeing her randomly in a bar and not knowing i would call her a HOT MILF (MATURE)

[Encounter] Feel like I have to tell someone

Not sure how many of you stalk my profile much, but I kind of have this certain audacity about how much I contribute to a relationship. And, by extension, I sort of see myself being appropriate to the most exotic and delightful partners.

Anyway, today was the warmest day since last summer, into the sixties farenheit!, and I have been feeling increasingly "restless" since Friday after I got over the initial misery of a problematic class exam. Between overall fulfillment and acute sadness is a slack middle ground of pathological vulnerability.

So earlier I went to a gas station that I've only visited maybe three times before, even though I drive past it probably every day. It's in the middle of a long strip of wooded field, with no other busineses nearby. I got gas and pizza, stepped back outside, and decided to just pace around and enjoy the weather. It was a lovely time, and I got a phone call with good news from my friend who's finding success quitting drinking.

That's when I saw it….

As rare as it was thrilling: a rusty, weather-beaten pay phone. This one was disconnected from fixtures and laying on its side at the bottom of a leaf-covered hill strewn with empty bottles and other trash.

(F)irst time at a gloryhole…

I've been sharing some stories with people I've chatted with via other subreddits, and decided I wanted to share them with a broader audience. So here you go.

So, my first time at a gloryhole was with my then-BF my senior year of college. We already had a pretty elaborate sex life, so there weren't many obstacles to us being honest about our fantasies.

One night, during a "what haven't you done with a partner that you want to" discussion, he mentioned that he's always wanted to take a girlfriend to a gloryhole and watch her work. I explained that I was MORE than okay with that, and told him that if he did the legwork on finding a place, that'd I'd do it.

It took him a couple weeks, but he found an adult bookstore with the booths in the back. I dolled up for the occasion, with a plunge neckline showing a quite significant amount of cleavage, a moderate-but-not-extreme short skirt, fishnets, and my go-to slutty dark red lipstick.

Yesterday, I was a horny virgin [18F/21M]

In high school I felt like the only virgin around. I went out with lots of guys but I never met anyone who I really wanted to fuck. All my friends were doing it, but the guys I dated were just too lame.

Yet, I was horny as fuck. I masturbated all the time, in the mourning, after school, and before I slept. I would go online to read a nasty story, get all wet, lie on my stomach, and hump my left hand. Yet, this was not enough…I needed to get fucked.

I live near a beach and vowed to get my cherry popped. Spring break arrived and I spent my days checking everyone out through my sunglasses. After a couple days of sitting on the beach, I saw this really really hot guy.

It didn't take long to get to his hotel room. He was a very handsome, tall, muscular, and a really cute college student. He carefully undid my bikini top. I started unlacing his trunks and saw my first real penis. It sprung up to meet me. Oh my god it was beautiful, I couldn't believe how huge and hard it was. I gave him my first hand job while he fingered me.

My third time with Gwen and Steve. [MMF] [MFM]

It's been two years since I've been with them, but I realized I never documented our third and final time together, and I wanted to be sure to do that before the memories were lost for good. See my submission history for the rest of the saga.

Our third and final encounter took place one week after the second time. We were all really enjoying each other, and couldn't wait for more. Gwen had been texting me all week, sending naughty pictures and doing everything she could to get me into a frenzy. This proved to be very successful. She told me she had something special planned, but would say nothing more, nor offer any hint. My senses were on high alert.

When she opened the door to let me in that night, she was wearing nothing but a black lace bra and matching panties. She pulled me inside by my jacket without a word and dropped to her knees. Without a sound she worked my jeans down to my ankles and swallowed my cock to the hilt. This was a new form of greeting that I could get used to. She cupped my balls in her hand and slowly bobbed her head up and down on my shaft, soaking it. One by one she gently sucked each testicle into her soft warm mouth and rolled her tongue over it, swirling. Then without warning she stood up, gave me a sexy grin, grabbed my cock firmly in her hand and led me into the bedroom.