My swinging lifestyle continues [F]

This is a continuation of my first story which you can read here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6tt388/first_swinging_experience/

TL;DR of the first story: Just had my first full-swap experience.

Having just had sex with a man not my husband Paul for the first time since I met him, our ride home was
at best, awkward. Not much had been said between us since we left Rick and Joan’s house after our first swap. When I kissed him I could still taste Joan’s juices on his lips. He whispered in my ear that he loved me. We said our goodbyes and went to the car.

The silence in the car was broken by Paul asking me if we were okay.

I took his hand. “Yes, I think we’re fine; I just had sex with another man but I know I love you. Is that weird? I enjoyed my time with him but it didn’t change how I feel for you,” I said.

“I don’t think it’s weird at all. I too had a good time with Joan but I still love you deeply and nothing can change that.” He said.

[MF] A Latina friend comes back into my life..

So, I knew this girl for years, let’s call her Nicole. She was Argentinian, but had lived in the states her whole life. She was about 5’1”, thick dark brown hair just past her shoulders, and THICC (as the kids say). She had a big ass, which she always let just almost give itself away under a tiny little skirt, and DD tits. She also had a little bit of a stomach, but it was sexy. She was very tan, and had those chola eyebrows (you know what I mean). Piercing green eyes, a tattoo of a rose on her lower back, AND her tongue pierced. She had always been into me, but besides making out at a bar one time we had never really hooked up.

[MF] Remote controlled vibe, bars, lingerie, and pics. Hope you enjoy

My Brit posted a story this morning from our recent meet up in London so I figured I’d do the same as well. I’ll skip the backstory for much of it, check her story or our pics to see what we look like. This story is the second night we were there and the fun we had with a remote controlled vibrating egg.

So both of us being American Football fans, we decided until after the first game on the 10th to go have fun. And by that, I mean we got distracted near the end of the Pittsburgh and Cleveland game and I started licking her pussy to get her ready. Once the game got called, though, we decided that it was time to go out to the bars and to fulfill one of our fantasies, which is to have a remote controlled vibe that I use when people are nearby and watching us. We enjoy letting the world see, if you can’t tell by our pics.

Horny couple wants a younger man, Part 2 [MMF]

You can read part 1 here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6zjcnk/horny_couple_wants_a_younger_man_to_join_them_mmf/

A few days go by after meeting Pete. The wife, Liz, still texts me occasionally, usually right when she’s leaving work and I think is feeling especially horny.

We have all made plans for Wednesday night, and on Tuesday Liz texts me that they have to cancel. She is super bummed, but something came up with her sister’s family and she needs to help out that evening. I’m disappointed (still haven’t even seen a face pic of this woman!) but I understand.

It’s about 11pm and I’m thinking about heading to bed when Liz texts me again and says she has an idea… she wants Pete to stop by my place again in the middle of the night. He’s been talking about our first meeting nonstop and Liz thinks we should meet again and take things further. Pete wants me to be more dominating and to try fucking him in the ass this time.

I say I’m going to sleep for a while but tell her to have Pete call me when he’s on his way. At about 2:30am the horny fat man rings and I wake up, jump in the shower and clean myself nicely and then put on just a pair of underwear and wait :)

[MF] Company Storage Room – a true story [public]

This happened 10 years ago now.
I have told my wife this story and surprisingly ever now and then she makes me tell it to her again; She gets off on the thought of me fucking sluts, and after the story ends she always fucks my brains out. Unfortunately having two young kids those times are now less frequent. But please feel free to PM me if you liked this story. It is 100% factual the only licence with the truth may be the limit of my memory to the exact words said word for word. 10 years is a long time……

I was a bit of a fuck up in my twenties. I struggled to hold onto a job for longer than 6 months. I just loved smashing piss (slang for drinking alcohol) too much. My mates and I would hit the clubs 3-4 nights a week, and sometimes I even went out on my own I usually had a pretty good record with picking up, even if I was out by myself. I was a good club dancer and girls would generally gravitate towards me on the dance floor. Anyway I digress back to my job. One particular company I worked for was an oil and gas company in Brisbane, Australia.

My Discipline – Part 11 (Final) [m/f] [ATM] [Light Period Stuff]

As with everything my mother found I disliked, it got incorporated into my discipline. For instance, I complained that I didn’t want leftover meatloaf for dinner. I spent that mealtime in the stocks with a large carrot up my ass. After they finished dinner she made me eat the carrot before sending me to bed. My dad didn’t care for that sort of thing so he stuck to just my flogging and spankings. But Timmy, Rob, and Dean also got a kick out of making me taste my own was. If we were playing video games, and I lost, I’d get a finger up my bottom then it would go right in my mouth. It was disgusting, but I knew I deserved it. That didn’t make me gag any less though.

[FM] Fucking my American for the first time

For anyone who hasn’t been following our posts, here is a backstory. For those who wish to skip to the sexy part I’ve marked the start of it with -*****-

So I’m a 5’3 Brit, green eyes, brown hair and so I’ve been told a pretty nice body? (see previous posts to make your own mind up on that one). I’ve been talking to an American since around the end of April. We met on KIK in a group, hit it off straight away. Months of filthy messages, videos, pictures, making a joint reddit account and just general teasing. He tells me he is going to be in London for 4 days and I just can’t wait to finally fuck him.

This time last week, he lands at the airport. I’m stupidly nervous to meet him there, the build up between has been going on for ages and I feel a lot of pressure to make a good impression. I’m standing there in the airport and tell him to meet the driver first then me, giving myself a moment to compose myself. But he is already there, looking at me. Just from one look at him I’m already turned on. He is absolutely gorgeous, even better than the pictures and videos I had seen of him. 6’1, blue eyes, brown hair and just an all round stud. We kiss and hug for a few and then go to meet the driver to go to the hotel and I can already feel myself getting wet for him.

The time I got to, by her request, fuck a lesbian (long)

**NOTE:** Written while super tired. Best I could do. LONG, heavy setup.

Sometimes, things happen that seem too good to be true. I suppose those times are what make a good story or a story worth telling.

I am not Joe Sixpack, but I stay active and have a natural manly shape and porportions and I try to keep myself presentable. I have a deep masculine voice — had a great era in my life when I had a lot of phone sex — and I know how to relate to people.

I wouldn’t say I am especially hot, but I am okay, dude-down-the-street looking and I listen to people and am intuitive about what people need and want. And, I am sexual and sensual.

I think about and talk about sex and sexual things. I think I have decent timing and I know when to retreat, usually, before I offend people.

These are important details, not because I want to wag my cock around, but to explain why I got that once-in-a-lifetime phone call. I don’t really expect that this will be believed, but one late p.m., the phone vibrated and while I didn’t recognize the number, I was curious enough to pick up.

[F]irst I fucked my GF,then I [F]ucked her [M]om

This story will sound far too unlikely to be true but I promise this is legit.I’ll just provide you with some background first.

I was in college and had been dating this girl Alana for about 5/6 months and it was going perfectly.Alana was one of those girls who was incredibly open about sex(much like me) and our whole relationship was virtually based around fucking.We regularly fucked in public and she got a massive thrill off the possibility of getting caught.She also had an insane body(in my opinion at least) with 32DD tits and not a bad ass either.I’ve always thought she looked a lot like Kendra Sutherland(the pornstar) and since we’ve now broken up I use her regularly to remember the good times.

One such risky incident involved me having her bent over a couch in her sitting room while her parents were talking right outside the door

Anyway,one evening Alana invited me over to fuck as her parents were out and of course I obliged.

Alana was obviously insanely horny that night as I was barely in the door before we had both stripped off and I was fucking her in the kitchen.This session was really intense and we were both so into it that we didn’t notice the door open..

Who is in charge, me or my vagina? [MF]

(I posted this first in /sex but the mods there told me it really belongs here. This happened night before last.)

Last night I’m in my student union bar with some friends. I get talking to a guy at the bar while I’m buying drinks – nice smile, funny. 15 mins later we’re kissing in a corner of the bar. He’s a good kisser.

I’m a union officer and have keys to the offices upstairs. He looks slightly bemused as I say ‘follow me’ and pretty much drag him up into an empty dark office, lock the door and unto his trousers. I shove him into a chair, hand him a condom as I hop around taking my knickers off, straddle the chair and fuck him, my skirt bunched up around my middle, his trousers still around his knees.

It takes me about 30 seconds to orgasm. Poor guy doesn’t even have time to get my tits out of my top. Once I’ve got my breath back I tell him he’s going to cum in my mouth, then get on my knees and make that happen, doesn’t take long. From arriving upstairs to giggling as we put our clothes back on has taken about 3 minutes.