[MFM] Two friends and I gangbanged my wife after boot camp

My wife and I have been together for a long time and sex has always been pretty good. We were each other’s first partners but we were a little adventurous in trying new things together though nothing too out of the ordinary.

I eventually joined the military and had a few months til I left for training. We were living a few hours away from each other at this time though we’d see each other most weekends. We spent a lot of time talking about sexual things and camming since we were apart for so much of the time.

We both shared that we had the fantasy of her being with multiple other guys at some point, though we both kept it as just a fantasy we’d talk about. But as it got closer to the time when I had to leave, we talked about it more and more. We agreed she wouldn’t hook up with anyone while I was gone and she said she wasn’t interested in doing that anyway, but we wanted to do something fun when we got back together after my training.

Had a threesome with my FWB and an escort [MFF]

I just looked at my history and it’s been a while since I’ve posted.  Quite honestly, I’ve been having some great sex since my last post, but there haven’t been any encounters that were worthy of being posted on gonewildstories.  That all changed last week.

Skip down to the **** if you want to skip the backstory.

My job requires a lot of travelling.  Most of my travels are to attend conferences and tradeshows around the US and abroad.  As I’m sure many can attest to, when all you do is go to conferences pertaining to one industry, you tend to see some of the same people routinely.  Queue Jessica…

We developed an ongoing FWB relationship a few years ago and try to rekindle it when we cross paths 3 or 4 times a year.  I lead a busy life and so does she (she’s actually much more of a go-getter, so she has even less time than I do).  Beyond that, we don’t really talk.  We sext each other occasionally, usually when one of us is stuck in another City and can’t find a hookup, but it’s sporadic and random, at best.  It’s oddly…casual and businesslike but it’s a great arrangement.  We put in our work and then fuck if we have time.  No strings attached.  I consider myself to be pretty sexually charged Alpha male and and she’s a competitive, type A female and a downright nympho. The sex is amazing and I’d be lying if I said that she isn’t my favorite hookup. 

I (24F) got roughed up by a (33M) Tinder date [FM]

For several years, I had a Tinder account and was “open” if you see what I meant. While I generally preferred men that I would contact first (especially when I was in my ovulation, or horny in general), I left my profile open gave guys a chance to contact, and seduce, me.

He was one of those guys. His profile made it clear he was looking for one night stands. Dominant, authoritative, not vulgar in any way but making it clear he was into rough sex and was looking for “submissive” women who felt the same. Was into powerfliting and gave various weight he could lift. Had some AMAZING pecs on his pictures.

Guy was 6’3″ and showed abs on one of his pics. Good-looking, seemed serious and safe. Contacted me out of nowhere saying that “he would pound the shit out of me.” Yes, that was his opener, in a few more words. I have no idea whether those things work on not, but in the sea of 100+ guys writing to me, it sure got my attention.

Art Night Part 2 [MF]

*Tags: M/F, anal, cum, domination*

You purse your lips in thought, eyeing the distance between the couch and the bathroom. The idea of warm water and steam is inviting but you’re still nestled inside of me, just as hard as before. “Do we have to get up?” I half-whine. You press into me gently, testing how sensitive you are post-orgasm. My eyelids flutter and this is enough to make you want to push through that discomfort and try for round two. I look up at you, mischief in my eyes. “Or.. would you rather I clean you with my mouth?”

You chuckle and roll off of me, still shaking your head in disbelief at my eagerness to give head. After so many partners who gave oral begrudgingly or not at all, I relish the chance to lavish attention on someone who finally reciprocates. I literally daydream about sucking your dick sometimes, have I ever told you that? I don’t waste any time dropping to my knees and pushing yours apart so that you can lay back and let me worship your cock. I gingerly grab you at the base of your erection and begin licking slowly; I know how sensitive you can be after finishing and I don’t want to push it too far. We have the whole evening left and if you’re still good to go I’ll make damned sure I spend every second of it pleasing you.

Wait No More [MF]

Finally he was here. I opened the door and he stepped inside.
He tweaked my nipple as he walked inside, “Happy to see me I see.”
“You know I am,” I replied as he pulled me in for a kiss. His hands made their way back to my tits, caressing them and making my nipples even harder.
“Not wearing a bra?” He asked. I told him it didn’t seem worth it. “Good.”
We chatted for a few minutes then made our way to my bedroom. He pulled me in for another kiss, then made his way down, kissing and biting my breasts as I ran my hands through his hair. I began to unbuckle his pants, reaching for his already hard cock. He continued to kiss me until I broke away from him and got down to my knees.
“Yeah, you want this cock, don’t you?”
I didn’t reply, but took him into my mouth. I began sucking his dick, taking it as far back into my throat as possible. His hands were in my hair as he moaned, “Oh God, I forgot how good you suck dick.” He began fucking my face and I took him in as much as I could.
Suddenly he stood me up and flipped me onto the bed. I moaned with excitement as he buried his face in my pussy. “Oh God, yes, oh yes yes yes” I cried as he licked and sucked, inserting a finger inside. I gripped his head as I came, holding him in place.
“Please, I need you inside of me, now!”
He slid in, and I moaned with delight, his cock felt so good.
“Oh God, yes, fill my pussy with that cock, you feel so good!” I cried as he spread my legs and began pounding into me. Wave after wave of pleasure went over me, until he cried out that he was going to cum. He quickly pulled out and covered me with a huge load of cum.
“Oh God your pussy was so tight. That was amazing.” he said, collapsing next to me.
“I thought you were going to fill my ass” I said mischievously.
“I guess we’ll save that for next time.” He said.

Late Night Reunion [MF]

It had been a few weeks since Heather and I had broken up. Heather and I were an average couple. She had a good body, a great smile, 34B tits, and nice tight ass. She kept her pussy smooth all the time and it would drip with the slightest attention. We had dated for about 6 months but it was clear our lives were going in two different directions. It was the goal of both of us to remain friends, a daunting task for any couple that splits up. That brings us to this story…

For the last few days Heather and I have been talking more than we had since we broke up. And just as when we were dating the topic often turned to sex. We had a healthy sex life, despite the fact that we both lived with our parents. When we were in the bedroom there was one thing that was true, we always were trying new things, whether it’s a different position, a different hole, or just something totally kinky.

Waiting [MF]

“Tim, I wanna fuck”
There, I said it. I was getting tired of the subtle flirting that never went anywhere. So I typed it out, bold as could be. The tiny dots lingered on my screen, he was replying.
“Yeah, I’ll come over”
My pussy gave a clinch, knowing it was going to happen. Another message rang my phone: “I’m gonna put it in your ass”
I replied, “Sooo I’ll see you soon?”
“Already on my way”
I’m waiting for him now, looking forward to this visit. I’m already wet, my stomach has butterflies. I’m simply waiting.

A Taste

…At that moment, the server brought two glasses of cold white wine, and a cheese and fruit plate. Julia quickly laid a napkin over her lap. She looked guilty and Peter laughed, breaking the tension between them. He scooted his chair closer to her and they began to nibble on the cheese plate, chatting quietly about everything and nothing. They sipped from their glasses. Once again, they were at ease with each other. Both just stared at each other and grinned. He fed her a juicy strawberry and she kept her eyes on him as she wrapped her lips around it and sucked before biting into the fruit.

Their desire was clear. But it was also clear that both derived a sense of calm and comfort from the other. Together, they were magnetic. Other diners stopped and stared. Those who passed by turned their heads to catch another glimpse. Peter and Julia were oblivious. They leaned closer together, feeding each other fruit and bits of cheese. They talked and sometimes they just stared at one another. Neither one of them could think of anywhere they’d rather be.

[FF] My First Time with a Woman (my roommate) – Part 4

This is the fourth and final part of a series I wrote on here detailing my first sexual experiences with a woman who happened to be my roommate. If you haven’t read the other parts you may want to do that first. But regardless I hope you enjoy.

I woke up and I was super groggy and had that feeling like I didn’t know where I was. I looked around and realized I was in Mary’s room and she was sound asleep next to me. Then I remembered after she cleaned me up from using the clit toy on me we played some more and fell fast asleep in her bed. I looked at the clock and it was just after 6 in the morning. I tried to fall back asleep but I wasn’t really tired anymore. I quietly got up and went back to my room and bathroom, brushed my teeth, took a quick shower, and brushed out my long dark hair. I stood in front of my full length mirror in my bathroom and looked at my body. I loved how small my waist was and how big my hips were. I loved the hourglass contrast I saw in the mirror.

The Fantasy [MF] [MDom] [Light Bondage]

I’ve always gravitated to the idea of being tied up. Ever since I was a kid, I enjoyed movies where the heroine was tied up and struggling against the bonds that held her. If any particular scene added in a piece of tape over her mouth as she was screaming at her captor, it would instantly become my new favorite movie. There are a few very distinct memories that I have of playing games with neighborhood kids. We would be playing games like “cops and robbers” where the victim had to be tied up. I always pretended to be dissatisfied with being the victim. Looking back, I was an easy choice. I was small, so it was easy to just… throw me around.

I can remember feeling excited as I was being tied up – struggling against the bonds. Since we were kids, and not actual criminals, we’d use whatever was lying around. Sometimes it would be rope, a phone cord, or a spare cable from someone’s garage. Then, within a few minutes, I would be bound on the floor or to a chair. It was my favorite game, and I always felt a keen sense of disappointment when I was rescued.