Return to the swingers club, first time not for work [Group] [Long]

As last time I hope my English and writing isn’t too bad. I am neither a practiced writer, nor is English my language. After I posted my [last and first story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6yxxy9/my_bosses_swinger_wife_mf/) someone in the comments said, they’d like to hear more if i had more stories.

After the encounter with my bosses wife, Mary, I didn’t go back to the swinger club in a private capacity at first. I worked there a couple of times, whenever my boss needed an extra security/ bouncer present. As much as I wanted to go back, the thought of having to kick out or to restrain people or their partners I have had sexual relation with, kept me from doing it. Plus I was busy with my job and studies at university.

It was a few months later, that I got a new girlfriend, Lisa, another student from my university. I had hidden the fact I worked at a strip club and some times at a swingers club. As I thought it would needlessly drive her away. After a while though she found out, and was less pissed about my workplaces as about me lying. In fact she surprisingly interested in the swingers club. Ashe kept asking me things about it. As I later found out her parents were active in the lifestyle, but it wasn’t a topic one would necessarily want to broach with one’s parents.

[FM] My Best Friend and my Owner [fdom] [huml] [reluc]

Keira was standing at the kitchen sink washing dishes. Her dress fell and touched on points of her to just indicate the soft curves beneath. She glanced to me when I came back in.

“Is everyone gone?”

“Yep. I just forgot my book.”

Keira had a sometimes sarcastic, sometimes faux-fed up, teasing tone that she used to rib you and joke with you. It was always barely concealing a layer of glee and affection–it was to show that she liked you enough to bother teasing you rather than being polite. It was immensely likable. In a blip of that tone she said, teasing, “Excuses for extra time with me.”

Which I knew was a joke, and not her actually requesting more time with me. It was late. We were tired. I laughed, picked up the book and turned back to the door. “Got it. Thanks again Keira, that was so, so fun hanging out with everyone.”

She’d turned from the sink and was grinning, “Ian, have you ever had a girlfriend?” *Teasing*.

[M] Snapwank

I’ve gotten into Snapchat a fair bit recently, for following along with stories and sharing snaps and messages with others. This is the story of how I showed my friends how much I’m enjoying this new found escapism.

I’d been exchanging snaps on and off today and it got me really in the mood. I’d send pictures out and get back tits being felt up, pussies being fingered, bitten lips – and all manner of dirty text snaps. It was glorious, and it was driving me crazy. If my girlfriend hadn’t spent three hours on the phone after her shower tonight and then gone straight to sleep, I could be writing an entirely different story. Alas.

I had to scratch my itch – so I chose to do it publicly, as it were. I took my phone and snuck downstairs. My story starts as I snap my briefs, still on and covering my hard, average sized (at least I’m honest) cock. I send privates of my privates to some of the girls from earlier in the day and get back encouragement and ideas on where I should put my cock and what they’d do to it, were they my hand.

[MF] One of my favorite sessions with my girlfriend

My partner and I have been completing these “challenges” lately. One that just came up is reminiscing about our favorite “naughty memory” with each other. As I started to think about my personal favorite, I thought it would be fun to write it up, and surprise her by posting it on here. (Surprise love!)

I’ll start by saying that I am extremely lucky in that I have an incredibly sexy girlfriend. She’s short and curvy; long, dark, curly hair; angelic face with the most beautiful smile; gorgeous caramel skin tone; incredible thick thighs; cute and tight little ass; and best of all…amazingly, luscious, full tits (I’m a boob guy in case that wasn’t obvious).

[FM](X-post to r/StupidSlutsClub) Making my partner cum for the first time…

So some background. I’m 22F, my partner is 28M, we’ve been together now almost 3 years. We met when I was 19 and he was 25, he had messaged me on OkCupid (I was looking for casual sex only) very simply with “Hey, want to get lunch tomorrow?” Checked out his profile, he was beautiful and had a very normal, if not somewhat nerdy (which I love :D) summary and all. So we arrange to meet the next day before work.

We meet, start to have lunch, eventually talk strays into sexual territory, he tells me he’s had one girlfriend who was his partner and he “didn’t really want to talk about it.” I eventually (as in a couple months into the relationship) find out he was a virgin and made that up because he was embarrassed. Fast forward a little, things were going well, we were really clicking. I told him “I don’t think anyone’s home right now… Do you want to come to my house and fuck me?” He turns bright red “Excuse me, I need to use the bathroom.” Apparently he had called his best friend to ask him what to do!! Who told him wrap it before you tap it, have fun kiddo, haha.

A Helping Hand From an Old Friend [MF] [Cheating]

The sun had not long set on a bitterly cold Winter’s day that I’d spent the entirety of lounging around my empty apartment aching for something to do. It was the university break, and I’d grown sick and tired of watching TV shows, playing video games, and attempting to start writing the same novel over and over again. All of my friends were busy with work, relationships, or other tedious commitments, and my girlfriend was a thousand miles away, on the other side of the country holidaying with her best friend. I checked my fridge to find I was well stocked on beers, but before resorting to drinking on my own, I decided to scroll through the “Online” portion of my Facebook Messenger app and see who I could possibly invite over.

[Str8] Ahead of Schedule – An innocent virgin is tricked into ruining himself sexually over the course of a year in increasingly humiliating situations by his beautiful girlfriend. I try to write these with a realistic tone and believable characters/interactions. Would love feedback/requests!

“So Simon, in the email you reached out to me you sounded a little desperate for help with, I believe you called it, social anxieties. Is that right?” Dr. Veneger asked, sitting across from me, notepad and pencil in hand.

When frantically looking for a therapist a couple nights earlier, I neglected to look at any of their pictures or even their gender in my haste. So it was to my surprise that Dr. Veneger was not only a relatively young female, but an incredibly attractive one. I had always pictured myself speaking to a male therapist, but since I was already sitting across from this beautiful brunette doctor, I figured why not.

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Okay, and I saw you originally emailed me kind of late, I think it was around 11pm or so. Was there any reason for that? I’ve found that that’s the time where impulse decisions thrive.” She asked while simultaneously scribbling on her notepad.

[MF] One time my neighbor was looking out or me

Been lurking for a long time. This is one story I’ve been wanting to tell.

Years ago, I lived with my uncle while going to college. We lived on a street with a great neighbor, Michelle. She’s not who this story is about, but she definitely defined MILF in my young mind.

After losing my virginity at the end of high school, sex was very infrequent. I had to work and pay my way through school. It made it hard to find spare time and make new female friends. And, as you will read, I may have missed several opportunities because of over thinking things.

Michelle was an awesome neighbor. Her porch was the social center of much of the street. After living there a few years, we had come to know each other well. She knew how busy I was and of my struggles with the ladies.

On weekends, my uncle would usually stay at his girlfriend’s house. I would usually go out to the clubs on Friday or Saturday night with no worries about getting in late.

[Blackmail/Transformation][Humil][LossControl] I try to write fetish erotica with a realistic tone and plot. Here’s my first submission here; “Ahead of Time”

“So Simon, in the email you reached out to me you sounded a little desperate for help with, I believe you called it, social anxieties. Is that right?” Dr. Veneger asked, sitting across from me, notepad and pencil in hand.

When frantically looking for a therapist a couple nights earlier, I neglected to look at any of their pictures or even their gender in my haste. So it was to my surprise that Dr. Veneger was not only a relatively young female, but an incredibly attractive one. I had always pictured myself speaking to a male therapist, but since I was already sitting across from this beautiful brunette doctor, I figured why not.

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Okay, and I saw you originally emailed me kind of late, I think it was around 11pm or so. Was there any reason for that? I’ve found that that’s the time where impulse decisions thrive.” She asked while simultaneously scribbling on her notepad.

With her best friend in the room [MF]

This episode of my love life happened some years ago with my back-then girlfriend Caro. She was 22, I was two years older. At that point in time, we had long-distance relationship and saw each other only on the weekends. I would typically arrive on a Friday evening and stay until Monday morning, catching a red eye flight back to work. Most of the weekends we spent together, we would alternate between fucking, partying and meeting friends, and I sure had planned the same for this weekend as well.
Unfortunately, Caro’s best friend Marie came over to visit her for the weekend, and I already saw myself leaving on Monday morning with some serious blue balls.