Part 2: Surprise threesome [FFM]

This is part 2, the first part of the story (the night before) can be found here

[part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i90c4k/surprise_threesome_ffm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf))

As an aside, before I posted part 1, I showed it to my wife (Katie) for her to read and check over. We had talked for a while about writing and posting some of our stories (her reaction to reading part 1 and the hot sex we had a few nights ago for a couple of hours is worth it’s own story!).

The thing is, her perspective on the night was a bit different to mine. She remembered a bunch of stuff we did that I’d forgotten. She reminded me of the daisy chain, which I’d no recollection of. She tells me that we all lay on the bed, my cock was in Katie’s mouth, my tongue was licking Cassie’s pussy while she caressed and fingered Katie. Katie reckoned it was the hottest part of the night. Perhaps a part 3 written by Katie is in order? Anyway part 2 the morning after the night before.

Our first Cuckold[MF] Experience – TC20(3)

Hello readers! We are TC20, a married couple with alot of wild adventures to share. We have been swinging for almost 7 years now, and we have been married for 5 years. Even after the amazing MMF and FFM experiences, my dark side was craving for even further. I wanted to watch her fuck a complete stranger.

Hasan Bhai was a senior friend from where i lived. I have worked with on a few projects. We even had a small tshirt business together at a time. But we been detached for a while. I knew he was a bull for a few married ladies in our area. So i knew i wanted his cock in my wife(then gf)’s pussy.

I started telling Ria that i wanted to see her get fucked by a stranger. She wasn’t very keen with the idea, but i could change her perception with a blindfolded session where i fucked her as her captor.

As for Hasan Bhai, i met him one day and asked “Amar bou chudben?(Will you fuck my wife?)” His eyes lit up with lust instantly. For clarity, Hasan Bhai was around 34-35 while i was 25 and she was 23 only.

Girl fucks her fiance’s friend while he watches

The sweat was streaming down Sanjay’s face as he thrust harder into Sonal. Her legs were wrapped around him and she pushed him deeper inside her, but didn’t feel a thing. It was like having a pencil inside her pussy and it wasn’t a thick enough pencil to satisfy her. She was going through the motions, making moaning noises now and then, running her hands all over his back. She was his fiancee after all, she wasn’t so cruel to deny him the satisfaction of pleasing her. Before long, he grunted loudly and sprayed inside her. She barely felt anything as he rolled over to the side and lied down panting. Sonal couldn’t believe he was so tired already, while she barely broke a sweat even though she rode him before he got on top of her.

He turned to the side and kissed her, “I love you babe, fucking you is the best feeling ever”. She kissed him back, but the words wouldn’t come out of her mouth. She feebly responded with an “I love you too”. Her heart knew that fucking him was nowhere close to being the best feeling ever.

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Categorized as Erotica Tagged

How I Became Me [MF]

It’s probably no secret that my readers will decide to PM me on a whim. I have nothing against it; in fact, I enjoy chatting with random people. I like to think of it as my informal study of the male psyche. Hahah. I’ve been asked many odd things in these chats. Odd. Such an understated summary of it all.

I once joked that Reddit is like my passive income means of getting PMs from guys. I could post nothing for weeks and still get the attention of a horny bloke. Unlike other platforms where the code blocks attention coming my way. Yo Dating App Devs! If you think you can ‘discipline’ me into generating content for your masses without pay, you must be delirious.

Anyway, recently the most common question I got was about why I’m so much more sex positive and open than the population I live in. Why am I so cool with it? When did it start? And, more interestingly, what started me on becoming this malleable slut?

Tied up and Used as [F]ucktoy

This was back in the world before bars closed and we were all quarantined. Went out with a group of friends both guys and girls. I knew most of the people but my focus was on a guy named Sam. We knew each other, I think we were kinda feeling each other but nothing had ever happened.

We all went to some bar that had some dancing and bar games going on. As the night went on Sam and I got a little more friendly. Lots of touching and hand holding. I had an awesome bra and shirt combo going on so I know he was checking out my tits. After last call he wanted to head back to his place but I convinced him that my house was more fun. I told him I had better toys.

We took an Uber back to my place and were already feeling up on each other in the backseat. We did that whole walk while you are making out thing into the house and were slowly losing items of clothing. Once we made it to my room he asked to see my better toys. I had no choice but to show him now so I took the handcuffs and my favorite vibrator from my nightstand.

I [M] got to watch a long-term flirt have passionate sex after not seeing her for a few years. [FF] [FM]

DJing in New York City is simultaneously a very humbling experience and also extremely rewarding. For years, once a month, I DJ’d at this dive bar in Brooklyn that was notorious for a few things: drug use in the photobooth (and the evidence being stuck in the wall next to it, [like this](https://imgur.com/a/ZuQlprG) — I took a photo of this after the last gig I played there before COVID), some nasty bathrooms, and a dancefloor where a DJ could play almost anything and everyone went there looking to dance and/or fuck (okay that’s all fairly normal for most bars, but whatever).

It was hipster-extreme, and it was my refuge from the cookie-cutter bottle service clubs in Manhattan where it was the same 200 songs every night, give or take 30. At this place in the same party, well after midnight, I could play Paul Simon, A$AP Rocky, Taylor Swift, M83, old Britney songs, Franz Ferdinand, Migos, Ini Kamoze, Prince, the theme from The OC, and people would belt out every word for hours straight. It’s the best crowd in the whole five boroughs in my opinion — Black, White, Latino, Asian, gay, straight, trans, hipster, bros in frayed lacrosse hats, girls from Long Island in short dresses and heels “slumming it” for a night — the crowd just rocks and it’s a gig I miss terribly since COVID.

Val and Bridget’s ordeal part 4 (non consent, mother, daughter)

He was in her cunt, all nine inches of his turgid prick stuffed securely up her no longer virgin passage. He could see her cunt lips stretched tautly around the girth of his huge cock, but there was no blood. He hadn’t hurt her. He began to caress the unconscious Bridget as her orgasm receded, tenderly stroking her sweaty sides, playing with her hugely engorged nipples as he waited for her to regain consciousness. A few minutes later, she moaned and her dazed, bright blue eyes flickered open.

“Oh my God!” she murmured, “What happened?” Her body relaxed back against his knees.

“Welcome back to the world, Babe.” Max said. His hands cupped the full mounds of her breasts, fingers teasing her spiked nipples. “You came so hard that you fainted.” He wasn’t surprised that she seemed to have accepted her situation. She was fully in the grip of the drug now, and would be a willing participant in her own debauchery.

“I never faint.” Bridget said. “Why would I start now?” She arched her back, pressing her tits into his hands, enjoying his slow, teasing caresses.

[FMM] She asked me to show her pussy to a random stranger.

Introduction & backstory

So this happened a few years ago. I’m a digital artist and a photographer. I was on a job at Goa, India ??. I met some amazing people there. Germans, Russians, French and of course Indians.

I finished my photoshoot in Goa for a commercial with a stunning model from ??. She wasn’t a typical “Model” model. She was cute and thick. She has a pale body colour. Let’s call her Nicole (Not réal name). She was perfect for that particular commercial. If you’re from ??, you definitely would have seen her in some commercial one way or the other.

After the shoot, the crew went back home and I decided to relax and stay in Goa for a couple of more weeks before I head back to Mumbai for another assignment.

Good stuff
Me and Nicole have gotten friendly over the course of the production. Me being one of the photographer, we were in close proximity. I got to take some off the screen photographs of her. Some are little too revealing. Over the two weeks I stayed in Goa, we were in touch through texting and phone calls. Things got a little bit steamy and within the first week we were setting and sharing nudes with each other. She had a few toys to play with and had a shaved pussy. It is one of pussies where the colour does not deviate from one part to another. All areas around her pussy had the same body tone. Pale.

MIL[F] Katie Returns to [M]e: Our Erotic Times Are Renewed

Sometime in early 2009, Katie, a married mother of three I had shared some truly marvelous adventures with, re-discovered her erotic side and came back to me. Well, in a manner of speaking. She was never truly mine and became less and less mine as 2009 unfolded, even as we romped in hotel rooms, my office, her van and elsewhere.

We had first met when she responded to my craigslist ad about two years earlier looking for an ongoing erotic friendship. I have described our get-togethers and frolics with other another man and another couple in earlier posts you can find easily by clicking on my profile name. The first phase of our togetherness ended when she became pregnant with her latest boy. He was now about a year old. I soon learned his mother was eager to hurl herself back into the world of sensuality, to taste and explore and experience as much as she could manage given her manifold motherly and wifely duties. She wanted it all and she wanted it soon.

I[M] messed up by telling my wife[F] how often I was cumming.

For the first few years that we were together she seemed to really love to 69. We did it at least every other time we did anything and that was often multiple times a day. She apparently didn’t have much experience being pleasured and really would moan and get into it without much thought for what she was doing to me. She would moan when it felt good. I would moan when I was cumming. We were both moaning all the time and things were great until I tried keeping track of how many times I was cumming. A casual remark about how I think she was getting me off more than anyone else with her tongue swirling and focus on the head I was sometimes caught in a cum loop where I would just go off over and over with less than 30 seconds between them.

She started puking at the thought of how much cum she must be swallowing. The next time was several days later and sure enough she starts gagging within just a few minutes. It wasn’t the taste or anything other then her thinking about it but it forever changed how we interacted. Now I have to pretend I don’t cum in her mouth at all, even when she is hoovering me like a fiend. The first hint she gets that I might be close to cumming and its over for the day at the very least.