[MFF] Our Second Threesome

Our next threesome was only a couple months after the first. This time a young woman responded to one of our Craigslist ads. We’ll call her Claire and she was much prettier in her photos than the first girl. She was around our age and had been with women before, unlike the first girl. We made plans for her to come over one evening and, feeling a bit more prepared, waited for that evening to arrive.

Claire showed up and sat outside with us while we smoked. We all got to know each other a bit and we really clicked with Claire. Turns out we were all regulars at the same hole-in-the-wall pub. Small fucking world!

We moved inside and I offered Claire a drink. Claire and I went in the kitchen so I could make Cheri a drink as well. I let Claire go in front and turned back around to a wide smile and a thumbs up from Cheri, who was clearly much happier with this one. Claire and I chatted in the kitchen a few minutes while we made drinks. She was bent over the counter and, feeling much braver than last time, I reached down and gave her ass a squeeze. She arched her back and let out a little moan while I groped her ass.

Good girl gone bad [F]

I am your typical late 20s girl that grew up in a nice neighborhood, went to a private-catholic-sectarian school, got straight As, followed curfew, and never talked back to the boomers in the house.

 

I explored my sexuality early, thanks to the romance paperbacks lying around the house (thank you, Nora Roberts), and to the torrid kissing scene in The Notebook (thank you HBO).
I learned how to masturbate early (12 years old), but years of being taught that sex is bad and self-pleasure will make you blind (no thanks to you, Sister Francesca), I grew up repressing my sexuality.

 

I rediscovered it when I signed up on reddit around 3 years ago (my main account) and explored it fully 2 years ago (my alt account). I posted ads on the local r4r, I shared stories on the local version of r/gonewildstories, I met and fucked redditors, and explored my kinks with them (one at a time, still a good girl, mind you).

 

[FM] Hooked up with a work colleague, realized I’m kinkier than I thought [Part 4]

tl;dr summary of Part 1 (posted [from my perspective](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cdptfa/fm_hooked_up_with_a_work_colleague_realized_im/) [F] and [from his](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ciqexa/fm_hooked_up_with_a_work_colleague_realized_im/)): we’re both PhD students in the natural sciences working on the same project at different universities, met in person at a workshop/conference, hooked up on the last night, ended up having sex outside for several hours with some BDSM vibes, including him ordering me to post about our encounter on this subreddit.

tl;dr summary of [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ceeei4/fm_hooked_up_with_a_work_colleague_realized_im/): short update that despite living thousands of miles apart, the sex was so good we decided to meet up again so he could help me explore my growing interest in BDSM.

tl;dr summary of [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e3n6wu/fm_hooked_up_with_a_work_colleague_realized_im/): we get called to a project meeting and decide to hook up on the DL. Night 1 is fun and relaxed sex to re-establish our connection. Night 2 is supposed to start our more intense exploration of BDSM (and to be fair, I do I slap him in the face at one point), but I have to work, so it ends up being basically a repeat of night 1.

So now Part 4 (Nights 3 and 4).

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So squirting is a real thing?[MF]

So if your read my last story you know I was a virgin who hooked up with a Redditor recently. We made plans to met again and this is what happened.

So a day after our initial hookup, Sarah (is what I will call her) texts me saying she has the following day off. She follows this with she can get a room and I can meet her after work. I say yes and we hammer out some details.

The next day I wake up to a video she sent me of her playing with her tits. Oh my God, This woman is driving me crazy and it’s before 7am. I quickly jerk off and get ready for work. All day long I can’t keep my mind on work. Having to hide my boner as I walk around the office. Watching the clock and counting down the minutes. An hour before quiting time I get a text from her, saying she has checked into a hotel a quarter mile from me and the room number. Holy shit this has got to be the longest hour ever.

Surprise Me, part 2 [MF][cnc][bondage][knife play][oral]

I went to bed that night, a little confused. Nothing else had happened. I didn’t want to ask him about it and ruin the surprise, though, so I just went on with my night, little thrills of anticipation and arousal running through my body whenever I remembered the amazing feelings from earlier.

The house was dark and quiet when I awoke, groggy and disoriented. I looked around for a moment, then tried to bring my hands down to rub my eyes, and was stopped short.

My hands were bound with rope, and had apparently been tied to the bars of the headboard.

Fear sang through my body as I began to explore with my fingers, trying to find a place where I could begin effecting my release. I must have made a noise, because in an instant, there was a man-shaped shadow in front of me, and a callused hand across my mouth.

“None of that, now,” a low voice growled. “Or you’ll regret it.” The threat only made me struggle harder. Where was my husband? The bed shifted as my assailant sat down beside me on the bed and leaned close enough to whisper, “Remember, the safe word is unicorn.”

I [F]ucked the [M]an from next door in the woods

Disclaimer – There is an age gap of ~20 years with 21F and ~40 male. It’s also long at ~2500 words. This is also my second time writing my experiences down; so any constructive criticism is also welcome.

I have always been a relatively quiet and reserved girl; a typical introvert. Keeping my head down, not a massive party animal and don’t have crazy adventures. Truthfully, my life looks totally dull. I studied hard at university (college for the Americans reading this) and started a graduate scheme after graduation. A boyfriend here and there but nobody interesting. To quote one of my friends (who I’m pretty sure was quoting a tv show) – ‘if you were a spice you would be flour’.

Publicly I do and say all the right things; work hard, spend plenty of time with friends and family, talk about careers and buying houses – all the usual things people expect. Under the surface I have a little secret, I love sex. Specifically; with older men. I try to keep this side of my life hidden; both for the thrill and because it could ruin my reputation, as a result I only get to indulge myself occasionally. I’m not a model, at 5’4”, size 10 (not stick thin), 34d with lighter brown hair and matching brown eyes, I can scrub up well with effort.

A Secret Tryst, pt 1 [MF][teasing][dom]

[ Long time lurker on my other account, this is my first attempt at writing anything like this. Or doing any sort of creative writing in I don’t even know how many years. Comments and constructive criticism appreciated ]

*I’ll see you soon, princess. And then you’ll be mine.*

That was the last text he sent. And now he was on his way. Today. Soon. He’d be here so soon.

“Fuck,” she thought. “Why the fuck did I wear these stupid shoes? I look like an asshole.”

She looked down at herself. Type O Negative shirt – nothing special there. Black faux leather leggings that clung to legs she’d worked so hard to tone. On her feet, black platform Jeffrey Campbells with studs around their wedged heels. Too high for everyday wear, yet here she was in the train station, wearing them. Because she knew how much he liked them. *What daddy wants, daddy gets.*

She looked nervously at her watch. Of course she promptly forgot what it said, and had to look again. It blinked 14:06. She chewed her lip as she turned to check the arrivals board. Why was she so anxious? They’d talked about this for months: meet up in a city where no one knew them and have a good time. And now that time had come.

[FM] Hooked up with a work colleague, realized I’m kinkier than I thought [Part 3]

tl;dr summary of Part 1 (posted [from my perspective](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cdptfa/fm_hooked_up_with_a_work_colleague_realized_im/) [F] and [from his](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ciqexa/fm_hooked_up_with_a_work_colleague_realized_im/)): we’re both PhD students in the natural sciences working on the same project at different universities, met in person at a workshop/conference, hooked up on the last night, ended up having sex outside for several hours with some BDSM vibes, including him ordering me to post about our encounter on this subreddit.

tl;dr summary of [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ceeei4/fm_hooked_up_with_a_work_colleague_realized_im/): short update that despite living thousands of miles apart, the sex was so good we decided to meet up again so he could help me explore my growing interest in BDSM.

So now Part 3 and Part 4: our actual reunion. It’s long, so I’ve split it in two. The more explicitly kinky shit happens in Part 4, which I’ll post tomorrow. I’ve also put in some headings to make it easier to scroll down and find “the good parts” if you hate exposition.

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**The Set-up**

[M]y B[F] Makes me his Slave for a Day

I promised I would share this story with everyone after my creampie one so here it is!

So as a result of forcing my bf to creampie me and him momentarily thinking that I was an absolute lunatic I told him I would give him a day where he could do whatever he wanted to me, within certain limits. I limited him to only using a few fingers max for anal play as this was before I had actually tried real anal. I told him he couldn’t do anything that was bound to get me seen by people or arrested. And then of course we generally understand not to go way outside of either of our interests because there would be no point. We originally had planned to give him the whole weekend but realized that was unrealistic and so we said it would just be one whole day. But then we realized that my bf doesn’t have a tiny dick and so I wouldn’t enjoy anything after a few hours, even with lube. And so we settled on “something roughly like a day” to leave it up in the air.

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 157 The Pussy Run, Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO)

So, Umm I was wondering if..” A’drea was searching for the right words to say. “Umm, you see if.. Umm” Clarissa broke in right there. “A’drea, after my solo today you where wondering if?” Clarissa fill in all the blanks except what A’drea’s true intentions where. “Umm (staring into Clarissa’s eyes like a pussy caught in the high beams).. wouldyouliketogoout.. tonight” grinning like a giddy schoolgirl asking for the first time if her future lover would like to go on a date with her. Not expecting Clarissa to understand or even accept, “Yes I would love to go out with you tonight!” “Wait did she just say.. Yes?!” The confused look took over, “Did you just..” this time saying it out loud butt not expecting a kiss to top off the acceptance. “Okay I’ll pick you up at sex” giving Clarissa the finger gun before turning to head in to the Moanroom. Smiling like her pussy, “Mmm, I wonder if she realizes that she is in my Moanroom?”
“Barging in would just be so rude” the dark smirk colored her face, “butt I’ll do you any day.” Clarissa already knew how this was going to play down. Moving like the shadows, entering with just enough room to let a single beam of light escape from the bathroom. Seeing her target, perfectly posed, naked with her back towards Clarissa. “Fuck me, that is the perfect booty” Clarissa noted as her slit became drenched at first look. Sliding into grip the coconut smelling A’drea was almost like a dream cum true. Pressing her triple S’s against her lovers back, squeezing the lone coconut almost made her coconut milk flow all over her hand. No longer feeling the heartbeat butt the shutter of A’drea’s first soild orgasm. “Where are we going love” Clarissa whispered into her ear. “Tonight is the Pussy Run” A’drea talked like Clarissa already knew. “So what should I wear?” The seductive charm had faded from Clarissa voice. Turning so they would be standing tit to tit, “You have never been, have you?” A’drea could not believe her ears. “No butt (laying both hands on her ass) you will teach me (gripping each butt cheek as Clarissa closed the distance between their lips) won’t you..” the wildly sloppy french kiss interrupted and further communication. Looking at the beautiful Clarissa in a black leather miniskirt outfit, crop top tastefully cut with the perfect sized cuts for her triple S’s, the miniskirt cut to make very little in the way of the imagination besides how many times she will make you cum before stripping it off her luscious body (or not) and over the knee black leather boots in the most feminine style. “Fuck.. I can’t believe this is mine” A’drea mouthed. “Today is about the freedom that this country earned two hundred years ago with the first fucking of a free pussy” A’drea whispered into Clarissa ear trying not to disturb the black leather blindfold. “In order to celebrate this orgasmic holiday (pushing Clarissa over on her back) in needed you to (pinning her knees on either side of Clarissa’s tits) cum with me” leaving her sentence end right there butt not her tongue. Making the perfect splash down as Clarissa moan and hips both echoed from the mound. Running her tongue up Clarissa cunt, flicking it at the last second. “Now you can be the pussy and I can..” plunging her tongue so deep in Clarissa’s pussy, the torture began. Hold Clarissa’s hands above her head as A’drea gorged on her bountiful tits. Pulling on the nipples, sucking on the skin and waiting for.. “I want you to.. too.. Ooooh” unable to say her final wish with A’drea still mauling the triple S’s. The slap to the pussy, making Clarissa wetter then ever, the rough heavy petting turning the slick cunt into a ravenous hungry pussy. Jerking of Clarissa’s hips, the thrust of her pussy, the moan caught in her throat. “…h Ooo.. y..ss fuckkk Mmm..” stumbled out of Clarissa’s mouth. That was all A’drea needed to hear. Clarissa’s heartbeat tripled, racing to catch her next orgasm before it exploded from her loins. “… … OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss.. OooOoooOoooo …kkk yesss” this is the big one, the largest orgasm ever brought on by anyone. Thrusting her hips up as A’drea’s fingers raced down both trying to ping the g-spot. A’drea clamped on to a nipple. Using her white enamel cuff’s to pull the captured tit up, to hold it suspended far above the other. Clarissa’s head rocked back, the panting of the tortured was deafening to the one who was about to rip out of her binds. “Ohmifuck..” moaned the paralyzed Clarissa as her cum sprayed all over the grassy surroundings. “You are a bad..” the tongue spasmed even though it was retreating. “Fuck you, you little cum licker” thrusting her tongue out so it can run up. Targeting the clit, that little bundle of nerves that spread happiness through out the body. A hard lick, the torturous sucking even after her clit being flicked for the final time. Pulling on A’drea’s hair, “Yesss OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” trying to pry her up from the most brutal of pussy lickings. Clarissa’s hips thrust again, this time soaking A’drea’s lower stomach. The shakiness of Clarissa’s breath, the lust in her grip, the wrap of her legs. Pressing their lips together once more, the orgasm of two women wanting to climax together burned in both their hearts. Flipping A’drea onto her back, grinding of pussy on pussy until the ultimate orgasm cascaded through Clarissa straight into A’drea. “OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesss.. OooOoooOoooo” echoed between the two of them.