Return to the swingers club, first time not for work [Group] [Long]

As last time I hope my English and writing isn’t too bad. I am neither a practiced writer, nor is English my language. After I posted my [last and first story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6yxxy9/my_bosses_swinger_wife_mf/) someone in the comments said, they’d like to hear more if i had more stories.

After the encounter with my bosses wife, Mary, I didn’t go back to the swinger club in a private capacity at first. I worked there a couple of times, whenever my boss needed an extra security/ bouncer present. As much as I wanted to go back, the thought of having to kick out or to restrain people or their partners I have had sexual relation with, kept me from doing it. Plus I was busy with my job and studies at university.

It was a few months later, that I got a new girlfriend, Lisa, another student from my university. I had hidden the fact I worked at a strip club and some times at a swingers club. As I thought it would needlessly drive her away. After a while though she found out, and was less pissed about my workplaces as about me lying. In fact she surprisingly interested in the swingers club. Ashe kept asking me things about it. As I later found out her parents were active in the lifestyle, but it wasn’t a topic one would necessarily want to broach with one’s parents.

[MF] Last night I met a couple at a bar… [xpost r/stupidslutsclub]

After an hour of drinking, flirting, touching and kissing, I went to a hotel with the husband and sent his wife to my husband at home.

Met them online and spent about a week flirting over Kik. Decided to meet up with them at the bar close to my house while my husband was at home. Wasn’t sure if it would go well so I didn’t tell him what I was up too, he just thought I was meeting a friend for a drink. (This stuff is all agreed upon, btw) They were a little older but both of them were fucking sexy, and the wife was a goddamn cougar… She was all over me from the get go. She just oozed seduction, I knew my husband was gonna have a blast with her. I’m not really even bi but I’d be lying if I said she wasn’t turning me on.

My Wild, Sexual Sisters and I, Veronica Love (Group Sex)

My dear reader, this is the memoir of my sacred pleasure. I will tell you everything, but there’s so much! Where do I begin? I guess at the beginning.

I was the middle of four daughters growing up in Jacksonville, Florida.  My hot sisters and their sexual escapades caused trouble for my poor, dear half-Italian Mother. No doubt they were incredibly beautiful budding in their adolescence, as was I.

First Mother had a hard time keeping my highly sexual older sister, Vivian, under wraps. Vivian was gorgeous, but not the prettiest of we sisters, maybe being the oldest. But she was lovely nonetheless, exuding an intense sexual aura like that of an Italian movie star with her shapely curvy body and thin waist topped by perky breasts. Her almond- shaped green eyes were like magnets that pulled any boy in toward her sultry, olive skin topped with flowing, thick brown hair. And she had the desire to please.

Eclipse Part One [mf] [light domination] [drug use] it’s really long, but I like to build tension so hopefully it’s worth it.

For the last year or so, I’ve been an active participant on some gone wild subreddits, a venture which has led to some interesting interactions and discoveries. Not the least of which was a meeting between an Australian man living in the UK and myself.

He decided to visit the U.S. in order to see the eclipse in Kentucky, and, as we had been carrying on conversation for several months, he invited me to join him on his road trip to the American South.

Of course, being in the line of totality for the first complete solar eclipse in my lifetime was a tantalizing offer, and it was compounded by the fact that he and I had passed countless hours discussing philosophy, morality, mental health, and literature. Not to mention Rick and Morty and Jurassic Park.

However, buzzing at the front of my mind like the soft beginnings of a Vicodin high was the OTHER topic often under discussion during the brief windows of time in which we were both awake. It was this delicious dizziness that really solidified my decision to go with him. I can say it was a desire to meet someone new, make a new friend, and gain an incredible experience that motivated me, but, for better or worse, my cunt is often my compass. It was the way the sexual tension between us would make me press my knees together in agonizing wanting that guided my feet.

Post marital sex [MF]

We grew up religious, and married as virgins. I adored her. She adored being adored. Still, we were incompatible, sexually and otherwise. She wanted a man who was alpha in the streets and tender loving in the sheets. Both the breadwinner and the floor sweeper (she was too much of a feminist to do housekeeping). I was the exact opposite. A shy nerd with academic dreams who got his ideas about sex from too much, too rough, porn.

Immature, entitled me thought that married life would at the very least start with a year long orgy of an all-you-can-eat, everything-you-want sex buffet, but all we managed were appetizers. I kept pushing for doing the things I saw in porn – spanking, oral, anal; but she was revolted and humiliated by the notion. Our sex life diminished.

Anal, specifically, became a big issue. I was obsessed with it, and felt she was giving me mixed messages about it – cooperating with some play, then angrily declining entry. She also agreed to try it twice, but we couldn’t get it in. So I kept trying and it became fodder for subsequent fights and justification for our disappearing sex life.

Peeping Country Retreat part 5 (MFf) [oral] [anal] [threesome]

Tom woke in the dark. He could hear crickets outside his dark blue window. Stumbling through the dark he found his way to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. The light nearly blinded him and made him squint his eyes as they adjusted.

*Oooh. I feel so weird. What did they do to me?* He thought as he rummaged for a snack.

Finding a gatorade in the fridge and a bag of beef jerky, feeling weakness in his legs, he sat on the bench on the front porch and looked at the moon, a waxing gibbous. It bathed the hills and trees in a faint blue. He listened to the creek gurgling. He drank the cool, sweet beverage and ate briefly. As his wits returned to him he began thinking about Ruby and Veronika. He thought about seeing them naked and wondered if they would do this every night.

*This trip rules… Why would they do that, though… Nothing better than seeing two hot young vixens pleasure me in the buff… How did I get here? What time is it?*

Peeping Country Retreat part 4 (MFfff) [voy] [exh] [tease] [oral] [lesbian] [threesome]

Feeling the sun beating down from directly above, he could see the edge of the pool and darted between trees and hid behind bushes. Peering inside windows as he moved, making sure no one saw him, he stopped dead at one window on his way to the pool.

Inside, he could see Ruby holding Veronika’s head by her hair. A nude Veronika sat kneeling on the same ottoman he saw the previous night with her ass pointed directly facing him out the window. Ruby pet Veronika’s bare buttocks and kept a tight grip on her hair. After a moment Helena approached wearing her flimsy shirt dress. She spanked Veronika’s naked ass with an audible pop. Her ass jiggled. A red impression of Helena’s hand appeared in her flesh.

He watched transfixed and wide-eyed. Helena kept spanking her. Veronika started moaning and crying out, trying to squirm, but Ruby held her head firmly, unrelenting in her grip.

*Wow. This is hot. What is going on?* He thought as he peered in the window.

[MF] Blue balled because of her Father, [Almost Caught]

I’ve been reading for a few months now and never had anything to add to the mix, I finally have a story I thought was funny to share

My GF and I have been dating since junior year of HS, We both go to the local community college and we only have a semester until we get our AA degrees. This story took place after class on Friday.

My GF, El, and I have both have Intro to Theater for our MWF afternoon class. We normally will go out for lunch afterwords and go back for our last class, that day however, we both decided to go back to her house which was only about a 5 minute walk away from the college. We didn’t see any cars at her house so we thought we could be a bit more adventurous at her house. We were making out on the couch for about 10 minutes when she said she wanted to have sex, I was nervous at first because I didn’t know her parents schedule and they’ve only just met me a few months ago because she wasn’t aloud to date in High School. She convinced me that no one was going to be coming home and that if I wanted to do it we had to do it now because we had only 20 minutes till we had to start walking back.

Request: Erotic stories for a specific fetish of mine

Stories similar to these.

https://www.literotica.com/s/just-a-feel-ch-02
https://www.literotica.com/s/beware-mr-green

Basically a dirty old man (genuinely dirty, filthy fat and balding) scoring a hot girl or woman who is disgusted by him at first. Bonus points if he cucks a handsome guy and impregnates his wife. Also no one should be black. She should be indifferent to him or disgusted by him at first. The POV should not be from the old man or the woman’s. Either the author or the cuck husband.

I’ve read most of it in literotica or anything available on asstr.

[MF] [Real Story] I broke up with a guy that impregnated me on purpose and went back to my ex and had a wild crazy sex time

I broke up with the guy I was dating because he saw the condom was broken but still used it and came in me. Then I went back to my ex and had a crazy wild sex.

It is even more complicated than it sounds.

I was in a relationship with a guy – N. (If you check my past stories, the initials match, he is the guy that saved me from my cheater and abusing boyfriend (J) and became my new boyfriend.)

We were very sexually active, sometimes even 3-4 times/day. Sex was not the best but clearly I couldn’t complain.
We were together for a few months.

He owned a bar(his parents, but he managed it). Usually after they closed the bar, we went there to have wild sex on the second floor of the bar where there were also sofas and tables etc. It was quice fancy.

I felt in love back then but I did not take birth control pills at that time. I had on/off periods with BC but at that time I was just using condoms as protection.