The time I [F] had a threesome.

[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/alx0pb/the_time_i_f_cheated_on_my_boyfriend_with_my/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/alx0pb/the_time_i_f_cheated_on_my_boyfriend_with_my/)

That’s how we got to where we are now. You’ll probably want to read that to understand how we got here. Now get ready for my life to fall apart.

Between that last story and this one, I continued to date David, and I continued to hookup with Cindy. Life was amazing. I had a boyfriend and a girlfriend. I pretty much alternated nights between them. Neither of them knew about one another, I didn’t do it on purpose, I didn’t feel like I was cheating, the conversation just never came up, and I didn’t volunteer it. Eventually after a few months Cindy and I started using the L word together. It seemed more like puppy love to me, but she seemed really into it, and it really did enhance the relationship, so I went with it.

I started taking birth control, I was pretty serious with David and we didn’t use condoms often, so I wanted to be safe. He still wouldn’t cum in me, he was a little paranoid. He usually pulled out and came on me, or on the floor which was ok by me. It was easier to clean up.

Views, Part 4 [Mf] [exh] [voy] [mast] [cheating] [oral] [teasing]

*Link to Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 in comments*

Mark stood on his balcony, completely frozen, the door leading back to his room ajar. His eyes bulged, and his mouth hung open. He couldn’t believe what he was looking at.

In the corner of Sasha’s window, on her floor, sat a large white paper bag. It had a cartoony pink kiss mark displayed across its surface, with “Lucy’s Sex Shop” underneath in pink lettering.

Discarded on the floor next to it were Sasha’s denim shorts, as well as her underwear. Her satchel was on her bed, with her laptop nearby. The sheets were a little rumpled up, and part of her blanket hung off of the mattress.

Sasha knelt directly in front if the window, on the floor. She wore nothing but her blue t-shirt.

Mark felt like he was dreaming. Her chest was almost pressing against the glass. Now that she was right in front of her window, there was no doubting it.

She was looking right at him.

My [F] Threesome Experience [MFF] Part 2 [Long]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ann2na/my_f_threesome_experience_mff_part_one_long/)

With in two weeks, another threesome happened.

Katie had mentioned to me previously that Jake wanted to visit us again. We had all really enjoyed the first threesome experience. He had heard that we would be in town for the evening as we were going to a concert. It would be easy for him to pop by our hotel to visit. He stated that he would love for all of us to hook up again, but even if he just pops by to have a drink, that was fine too. I was intrigued about how the night would unfold even if he was invited over without threesome intentions. But let us all understand this, I am into these threesomes, so I want it to happen again. It was up to me in the end for Jake to join us, so I happily agreed. This caused me to put that extra effort into my hair and makeup. I had my blonde hair straight, with my face looking flushed with blush and my eyes accentuated with a touch of liner. I was feeling great and did the whole “let’s not try too hard with my outfit” look. Katie had curled her blonde hair and was also had her face done up just enough to look flawless. She was wearing a sexy but cute off the shoulder sweater, light grey in colour, and skinny jeans. We both looked pretty hot. I have learned that it is fun to make sure that I look good for when I am looking up at a cock (or sucking on some nice tits). It was a pretty classy hotel, with a nice large king size bed in the middle, and a shower with a glass wall that you could see from the bed. It had a very modern feel to it, but still definitely a hotel. There was also a mirror behind the bed. Made for the perfect view.

My [F] threesome experience [MFF] -Part one [Long]

Hey all! This is my first time posting to Reddit! I have been a long time lurker, and have been waiting for the moment where I would have a story to share. And now I have many. Stay tuned for Part 2 and Part 3.

I have always had a fantasy of having a threesome. Since I knew what a threesome was. I have been openly bisexual for a long time, and the idea of having sex with a male and a female at the same time seemed like a very fun time. Sex in general is one of the most fun things that people can do. Isn’t it logical that the more people there is, the better time it could be? I needed to try this out. I was having an casual fling with a girl named Katie, and she was the perfect partner for a threesome. We had talked about it before, and felt confident we could find a guy to join. I messaged her one day after we had hooked up, asking her if she was still interested in finding a third. Since a threesome was also a fantasy of Katie’s, she happily agreed that it is a great idea. She has a couple of guy friends who she is casual with, and would likely agree to the idea. She texted them right away, and both replied that they would be interested at some point if we could make it work. These guys names are Jake, and Mike. Jake is the first one we are going to talk about in the threesome stories, as he was the first one to join. But Mike got his chance too.

Passionate sex with best friend, came inside her 18[MF]

I’m going to have to start from the beginning of when we became friends. Skip to ***** if you hate backstory.

I was a pudgy seventh grader (getting ready for the eventual growth spurt y’know?) at a pool party. God I hate pool parties. My buddy from the eighth grade invited me so not only were there a ton of older girls, but I was also too self conscious to go in the pool, AND too shy to talk to anyone. So there I sat, feeling ill from my own self loathing, in a pool chair, with a dead iPod touch.

“You seem bored.” A feminine voice came from behind me as a girl my age sat down in the chair next to me. Dyed hair, some emo band shirt, and holding a can of something in a cozy (koozie? coozy? the foam things).

“Uh… yeah.” Can you blame my language skills? She was cute. She pried the can from the foam and revealed a Bud Light.

“Tom’s parents have no clue. Wanna sip?” Curse her for starting my alcoholism. Her mom called her Brooklyn, her friends called her Brooke, and no one called her Lyn (yet). We talked all night, and since my iPod was dead, I told her my Kik. Yes, Kik.

[F]eastive Fun at the Works X[M]as party

This is the second story, as the first one went down well. This happened in Dec 2010. Scroll down the sex part if you don’t wish to read the intro. I managed to remember a lot about this one.

It was the annual works Christmas party at a Hotel function room. Everyone from head office was there (were I work). Rachelle was there who worked in Finance. I had a work relationship with her as she paid the invoices to the projects I worked on. She was wearing a white evening dress which hugged her body. Rachelle was tall, very long toned legs, a dark blonde almost brunette colour hair and small boobs. We were both the same age in our early 20’s. During welcome drinks I said hello to her and mingled with other colleagues before we took out seats for the evening meal. I sat with my department and Rachelle’s department were sat at the table next to us. We had a few no shows at my table, however the food still came out for them. The first course was soup and there were spare bread rolls. Rachelle ran over over and took them all, to which I jokely shouted ‘Bread Roll thief’ at her. When I had finished my bread roll and wanted to scoup up the last of my soup I said, in the direction of the Finance table ‘If only I had an extra spare roll’. Rachelle threw one at me and laughed.

Elisa and the Stranger: Part II (Multiple Orgasms)

The clock in the lecture room displayed 12:15 PM.

Elisa appeared pensive as she quietly sat in the back of the class completely oblivious to the slides projected in the front. There was only one thing on her mind.

Her modest outfit and deportment were not indicative of her spontaneous promiscuity on that prosaic Monday morning. She could still taste the stranger’s cum in her mouth as her mind attempted to assess what transpired just an hour earlier.

As the day went on Elisa was more absent-minded than usual. The handsome stranger and his member clouded her thinking. She nearly missed her bus stop on the way home when she got carried away fantasizing about riding that beautiful cock, and letting the stranger explore her sweet orifice.

8:45 PM

Back in her apartment, Elisa was preparing some dinner: she melted a tablespoon of butter in a small saucepan, and mixed in equal amounts of flour to make a roux for a Bechamel sauce; then slowly poured in the milk, whisking it vigorously to avoid any clumps. The grated Cheddar and Gruyere were ready to be added to the sauce for the most amazing mac and cheese(she couldn’t stand the processed Kraft Dinners which so many of her peers blithely enjoyed).

Right in front of the window. [M,F]

Claudia thought about David and his amazing cock all day, and had worked herself into full frenzy, so the fact that the curtains of the bow window in their living room were wide open did not phase her one bit when he commanded,

 

“Here, now!”

 

David’s commanding voice made his intensions quite clear.

 

Claudia reached for his pants, she know not to argue. The pants and underpants fell to the ground as he stared at her pussy. She knew she was already wet, even before she removed her thong from under her skirt. She was eager for him to noticed.

 

Claudia grabbed his cock and pulled David closer to her. She kissed him deeply, tonguing him and swirling it through his mouth trying to taste him. She pulled on his cock, and teased his length before teasing her pussy with the tip of his cock, rubbing it against her clit, feeling her pressure starting. Needing more he broke off their embrace, bending her over until her hands reached for the window sill bracing herself.

My Turn to Lead [MF][PICS]

I am skipping a couple of days, because this is fresh in my mind. Last night was my turn to come up with the idea for play. My thought was to tie her up and make her come as much, and as hard as she could. After some discussion, she said she preferred to use an old pair of handcuffs I had, rather than the cloth restraints we had from years ago.

While she wasn’t paying attention, I grabbed some things from the kitchen for my “kit”. The items included: black raspberries, grapes, a nylon basting brush, a large plastic spoon, and a tablespoon I had placed in the freezer earlier in the evening.

I blindfolded her and handcuffed her wrists then tied them over her head, to the top of the bed frame. She was wearing a sexy bra, holding in her beautiful 36 DD’s and a black thong which barely covered her honey pot (Seeing her in that thong gave me an instant erection)(https://imgur.com/Vult9fN). She was laid on her back and I immediately unsnapped her bra and moved it up toward the handcuffs.

The time I [F] cheated on my boyfriend, with my roommate.

[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/alua3q/the_time_i_f_got_back_together_with_a_friend/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/alua3q/the_time_i_f_got_back_together_with_a_friend/)

As usual, read up on that link if you want to know how we ended up where we are here.

After the night with David, the one where he invited me over, but only after Stephen had taken my anal virginity earlier that day, things got better and better. David and I started hanging out regularly. We went places together, and I started to get introduced to his friends. We regularly fucked like rabbits. I avoided Stephen as much as possible, but being a roommate it wasn’t completely possible. That said, he was incredibly mature about it. I didn’t tell him I was with David, I didn’t tell him anything. I just said we couldn’t do it anymore, and he backed off.

Life was great. David and I started being official. I told my parents I was seeing someone. Told my sister. He was happy to be seen in public with me, which was something we had never done before then. Towards the end of the school year, he started up a summer class or two. I was enrolled in one as well, as was Cindy. Stephen was not and moved back to his parents house. Cindy and I talked about holding onto the house between the two of us. We posted an ad for a roommate but had very little luck.