A Special Treat (MFMMM)

Story Note: This is based on a fantasy my wife and I had in bed recently. I chose to write it in the format of a gonewildstories post.

As I was driving home from work I was filled with anticipation. My wife and I had been building up to this night for some time. It has taken a while to find the right guys for it, searching on online sites, meeting up in person to discuss what we wanted. We’d played with each of them individually before, but never all three together.

I got home and was greeted at the door by my wife. She’d clearly started to get ready, working on curling her hair. We moved around the house, getting ourselves ready, and grabbed something to eat before the guys started arriving later in the evening.

You can look at our post history if you want an idea of what we look like, but briefly I am medium height, medium build, blue eyes, brown short hair and a chin of thick stubble/very short beard. I also have a rather hairy chest that my wife loves. My wife is also medium height, long dark brown hair with brown eyes. She has a curvy figure with big, full breasts and a round arse, just my type.

[MF(Succubus)] Dear Lilith, Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Succubus [mast] [oral] [Fdom] [fantasy?] [part1?]

I repurposed a prompt I made for r/dirtypenpals for this story. I’m really interested in feedback from everyone here and am definitely up for writing more parts if there is interest. I really appreciate you reading my story!
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I had no idea what the consequences of my actions would be at the time. I don’t even really know why I did the ritual. Probably an unhealthy combination of boredom and curiosity. How could I have been so reckless, so brazen? I guess I had no respect for the spirit world.

I don’t really remember how I stumbled upon the ritual. I do remember it was on some random blog, with shitty design (think late 90’s Geocities) and typos galore. The author had abandoned updating it more than six years ago. After straining through a few paragraphs of red text on black background, the mysterious author outlined a pretty simple way to summon something called a succubus. He wasn’t clear exactly what a succubus was, some kind of spirit that didn’t fit the good vs evil dichotomy, but apparently he got a great deal of pleasure out of his experiences.

[F] Afternoon masturbation, and a glimpse inside the workings of my dirty mind.

So far on this forum I’ve posted four stories about things which happened in my teens and early twenties. I’ve got a few more of those to come, but I thought it was time for something a bit more up to date. In fact I’m going to write about something which hasn’t even happened, yet… but it will have by the time I click ‘submit’.

I’m at home, alone. The girls are both with their dad until tomorrow (well technically he’s only the actual father of one of them, but they visit together), so I have the house all to myself. My chores are done, the house is tidy. I’m working this evening but there are a couple of hours before I need to leave, so now I’m going to masturbate. I’m going to lie on my bed and lose myself in sexual fantasy, then I’m going to come back here to my laptop and tell you all about it. I don’t know exactly how my fantasy will turn out or what I’m going to do, but I know it’s going to be fun! Off I go…

**(20 minutes later)**

My [F]irst Experience, Part Three

I do seem to be committed to explaining how I went from late-blooming “never-been-kissed” to, well, been-kissed-and-then-some but still a virgin, and some people have enjoyed [part one]( https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/643txs/my_first_experience/) and [part two](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/65kugl/my_first_experience_part_two/). So I suppose I should, to the extent that tales are ever complete, tell the end of this one.

I set out to write this as one story: some background and then a single particularly memorable event. That became cumbersomely long, however, and perhaps the background itself is interesting as an exploration, and so this has become two stories, the next to be posted later.

As I said last time, at first I was slightly-reluctantly dragged along into sexual experimentation with Gordon, but the incorporation of ejaculatory delights in to the scheme changed my attitude toward that. And so once I was giving Gordon handjobs on a regular basis, it would be pointlessly restrictive for him to keep his pants on but his penis exposed, so usually his pants came off. And so although there’d been a rule that my top could come off but not my jeans, well, that just left me overdressed, right? I doubt that was actually my logic, but somewhere along the line (I actually don’t remember how or when) I became willing to be naked with him.

[MF] A broken pipe leads to the best sex yet

[First Post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5isz4y/mf_i_fucked_my_ex_in_the_shower_after_she_made/)

Quite a few people asked if I have any stories with my fiance after my first post about my ex. About a hour ago, we had the best sex yet and the best thing to do is share it with you.

I was watching the Milwaukee Brewers game (big time baseball/Brewers fan, my great uncle is their radio announcer) while my fiance Maddie was at her parent’s house letting the dogs out. Earlier in the day I had texted her that I had a surprise for her tonight. Little to my knowing, my surprise would turn out better than originally planned.

I had picked up some marijuana before going to work this morning and was attempting to clean out my pipe bowl. Must have applied too much pressure and the glass bowl snaps a big piece off…

[MF] My Girlfriend’s Adventure

So, a few months ago, maybe even a year ago, my girlfriend (who I shall henceforth refer to as Rae) and I, both of whom are now 24 and were at the time of this story 23, agreed to have an open relationship. Although the relationship is somewhat open, we still have fairly clear boundaries:

+ No fucking each other’s mutual friends
+ No relationships, only casual sex
+ No indiscriminate fucking, we have to tell each other every time we fuck someone.
+ Lastly, we can’t fuck any more people than the other person. That is to say, every time I fuck someone, I have to wait until she fucks someone and the score has been balanced before I can fuck another person, and vice versa.

That might seem restrictive, but actually I would argue that it gives us more freedom. But that’s a deeper philosophical topic, and I don’t really wish to discuss philosophy here. We also agreed that we would both wait for me to fuck another girl first, since we both agreed that it would be much harder for me to get laid than it would be for her to get laid (thus, we would avoid a situation in which there would be an extended period where one of us has had sex with someone else while the other person has not).

[MF] – Couple Stories

I’m looking for professional writers who write perfectly and in details. We both like this to be something like a series. A sequel of hot things. A cinematic exprience for the three of us. You can ask us whatever you need to get started and we’ll provide that. We like to fuck in public, we like to show off just like we did while we were in India. Me fucking her hard and loud on our hotel
balcony. She has some wild sides too like the fact that one time she mentioned that she’d love me
to come home with 5 of my friends and then go up stairs and fuck her brains out while they watch. We don’t have a sharing fantasy but she always had a thing for picking a girl for me to fuck in her presence as she watches us.
Our kinks are: Facial, hair pulling, stockings, short skirts, foot fetish, big boobs and asses, creampies, choking, slapping etc.
We’re waiting ..

The Hotel Room [Gangbang] [Bondage] [D/s] [Rough]

Not my first story, but my first time posting. Hope you all enjoy.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. Not really. It had just been a joke. Well, not a joke, but a fantasy. There are two types of fantasy, the things you want to explore and experiment with in real life and the other ones… the darker ones. The ones that get you off because they are taboo and forbidden. That’s what this one had been and Sarah couldn’t believe Matt was doing this to her.

She looked up at him from the bed as he sat in the corner of the room on his phone, not paying attention to her as she tried to talk to him, to work out if he’d been joking about what he said he was doing once her wrists were tightly bound to the headboard.

She hadn’t resisted when he did that because she wanted him to tie her up and use her roughly, especially as he’d booked them into a hotel for the night. She was expecting rough and kinky, but this was something else. He had been aggressive with her, more than usual even for him. Calling her a fuck toy, a piece of meat as the rope cut into her wrists. Then he dropped the bombshell.

[MF] Dirty Long Distance – Part 1 [Long]

I don’t recall exactly how things got started with Amy. I know we met in high school as the far reaching periphery of a vast friend group. Rachel and Thomas were the main continent in the center of the map, surrounded by land clusters of friends from every walk of life imaginable. To speak in cliches a moment, it didn’t matter if someone was a nerd, a jock, a theater kid etc etc, they were welcomed by Rachel and Thomas. Meanwhile, Amy and I were almost poles. This wasn’t a designed occurrence we just didn’t have a lot of overlap socially. She seemed cordial from the dozen or fewer conversations we had, though.

So when I say that I don’t know exactly how things started with Amy, I mean that I’m not sure at what point we actually made a meaningful connection and why it was suddenly when I was in college, away from the continent of friends I once knew. It must have been something that I posted on Facebook. It’s been odd the handful of friendships/relationships that have spawned out of conversations over a Facebook status. I just know that for about a week, I spent a lot of time on Facebook, either waiting/hoping for Amy to get on or chatting with her.