“Ménage à What?” [MM] [MMF] [MF]

“Ménage à What?”

“Goddamn, isn’t that a beautiful sight?” I exclaimed while wiping the sleep out of my eyes.

Aaron was standing in the kitchen frying eggs with his back turned to me. He was wearing black Calvin Klein underwear. I loved to stare at his body: the dimples peeking out just over his underwear, the perfect indent along his spine, his protruding shoulder blades, the light smattering of hair over his back; ass; and legs, and his thick and chiseled arms with geometric style tattoos. His dark hair was sleep-tousled and his tan skin was perfectly cast in sunlight from the window.

He turned his head slightly with a smile, “Take a picture.”

“I have plenty,” I joked and grabbed a piece of bacon from the plate next to him.

“I’m sure you do. Do you want eggs?” He asked.

“No, the bacon will do. I need to shower and get to class.” I slid off my underwear before walking out of the kitchen.

“Jesus, nobody wants to see your hairy ass.” He threw a piece of bacon at me.

“Ménage à What?” [MM] [MMF] [MF]

“Ménage à What?”

“Goddamn, isn’t that a beautiful sight?” I exclaimed while wiping the sleep out of my eyes.

Aaron was standing in the kitchen frying eggs with his back turned to me. He was wearing black Calvin Klein underwear. I loved to stare at his body: the dimples peeking out just over his underwear, the perfect indent along his spine, his protruding shoulder blades, the light smattering of hair over his back; ass; and legs, and his thick and chiseled arms with geometric style tattoos. His dark hair was sleep-tousled and his tan skin was perfectly cast in sunlight from the window.

He turned his head slightly with a smile, “Take a picture.”

“I have plenty,” I joked and grabbed a piece of bacon from the plate next to him.

“I’m sure you do. Do you want eggs?” He asked.

“No, the bacon will do. I need to shower and get to class.” I slid off my underwear before walking out of the kitchen.

“Jesus, nobody wants to see your hairy ass.” He threw a piece of bacon at me.

It was the 1960s afterall.

The endless tales of the free love generation are legendary. If you’re too young to have lived through that period of time it would be easy to believe that sex had become so commonplace that strangers meeting for even brief moments would be inclined to pursue the pleasures. Well, I was around and I can attest that my generation had a much different approach to sex than our parents had. Oh I don’t believe for a moment that they were any more chaste than us. They just chose to conceal their activity.

More university [f]un – Late-night ho[m]ework session

Hello everybody! Here with a follow-up to my [previous story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5xy0wt/university_fun_he_thought_the_room_was_empty_but/). I really only wrote it for fun and didn’t expect so much of a response, so thanks for all of the comments and messages. Just a quick note, since some people pointed it out – I grew up in a few different Anglophone countries (including the US and England), so I have a weird mix of American/British English and slang. Tried to make it more consistent, but sorry if you catch some oddball words here or there. Hope you enjoy this segment – it’s a bit longer, so skip the exposition if you’d like ;)

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

After that encounter, something between us changed. I was certain that Mark didn’t know I had been awake that day, nor had he told Becky. I definitely felt a few twinges of guilt – even though I myself didn’t think of it as more than just a helping hand (so to speak), she was still my friend. But so was Mark, and I knew that she wasn’t always the best girlfriend. I don’t want to paint her as some conceited bitch with few to no redeeming qualities, but she had (and still has) some traits which I didn’t like. She would flirt and dance shamelessly with other guys when Mark was around, and even more when he wasn’t; she especially liked to withhold sex as punishment when they were fighting. But I brushed those thoughts aside, reasoning that those were issues between them. I wanted to try and keep my distance from Mark, as both of their friends.

[MF] Do Not Google “2 girls, 1 cup.” [funny story]

I was hanging out with my girlfriend at her apartment last night when I got a text from a friend of mine. The text said: *You should check out this hot clip I just found, it’s called “2 girls, 1 cup.” Go ahead, Google it! You’ll thank me later!*

So I was on the couch with my laptop and called my gf over for me to show her. I got to Googling, but what we saw was… **Horrifying!!!**

I had completely forgotten what *2 girls, 1 cup* was! I almost gagged, and my gf was dashing for the bathroom. That Google search was the fastest mood killer in history! Here I was thinking it would get things going, instead of killing it completely.

We spent the rest of the night watching cartoons and animations to try and cleanse our brains of the horrible imagery!
I’m going to buy a shotgun now, and show my friend my *appreciation!!!*

The girl I never saw again [MF]

First of all, English is not my first language but hopefully it won’t be too bad.
One night my girlfriend and I decided to go on AFF, with no intentions to do anything else than watching what was going on there. Not even 5 minutes after our profile photo was online, we get a message from a girl asking us to go to L’Orage (it is a club for swingers). Obviously we thought it was a false profile, but at the moment we were going to flush the message she starts her cam and … she is a real girl, and she is HOT as hell. Blonde, blue eyes, with very nice curves. She tell us to meet her and her friend at the club at 11pm. To make the story short we all showed up there at 11. Btw, she had invited another girl, so we ended up doing the nicest 5-some ever, with 30 people watching us!! I am sure you want more details… but it’s not the story I want to tell, it’s only to tell you how I met this girl! (for the 5-some, whatever you can imagine, we probably did it!)
After that night we exchanged phone numbers and all left. We tried to contact her (he name is Cat) couples of times because she was so HOT and she loved intense sex (definitely on the hard side). Never got any answer back from her until that day…

For The First Time With The Most Beautiful Girlfriend In The World [MF]

I called up Manav and said, “Get up man we got a work to do”.

Manav answered in sleepy voice “Where you have been the last 6 hours, I called you thrice?” and I said “That’s not much important I’m on bike and on my way to ur home, get ready and be quick”

I reached Manav’s place, he was ready and sat behind me without any question answers, friends should be like this.

While being on the bike he asked loudly on speedy vehicle, “Six missed calls, a couple of them at once, haven’t you seen them”. He asked because he was trying my phone from 6 hours and I turned my head and said, “Well I’ll tell you, first show me any medical where I can buy I-pill”

“What? Are you talking about i-pill?”

“Yes i-pill, we need it ” as silently as I could

“Are you pregnant? ” he replied laughing

“Maybe mitali is…. ”

Manav was shocked, he knew that Mitali and I was in relationship since ending school days and it has been 2.5 years since we were together, he knew that we’d go to movies for kissing and other things, and he even would be together for booking movie tickets, but this was an insane move, he was totally unaware of this

[MF] The Road Where I Fucked an Ex-Girlfriend in the Backseat of a Two-Door Hatchback

*This is my first time trying this ever, and hopefully it isn’t too long. Open to feedback. Wanted to share something in return for lots of other people posting great stories.*

Most people can relate. Sometimes you date someone who is, to put it as plainly and kindly as possible, crazy. There’s something there, it seems like love, but when it comes down to it, the sex is what’s really keep you together. That was Kate.

This was during the summer of my final days of college. She was just barely 21 while I was almost four years older. She was my younger woman, or at least the youngest girl I’ve ever dated in terms of age difference. A suburban blond girl who rolled with the in-crowd in high school. Bleached her hair a little too much but always made it look good. Never liked being seen without makeup and constantly worried about it being impeccable.

Needy but self-sufficient. Liked the music I didn’t like, watched the TV shows that I hated. Intelligent from her book smarts, but not in the same frame of mind as me when it comes to common sense. Always calling me a nerd while being asked to be referred to as a princess.

I fucked my roommate’s girlfriend (picture included) [MF] [Long]

My Junior year of college I was living with a few friends in a two-bedroom, four-person apartment. My roommate was studying abroad so I had my room to myself. My other two roommates, we’ll call them Zack and Ned, shared another room.

Zack and Ned were both the stereotypical nerds–Zack tall and lanky 6’1” 190lbs of skinny fat, Ned short and maybe slightly overweight with a neckbeard. I was also an enormous nerd (proud member of the school’s Collegiate Star League Starcraft 2 team), but I don’t look much like one. At the time I was training MMA/Muay Thai pretty seriously and was considering a transfer into a kinesiology program. I was 5’9” and probably about 170lbs.

I had been somewhat in and out of relationships the last couple of years, but was at the time dating a girl I didn’t have much chemistry with, and we had no real sex life to speak of. Zack was dating a girl, Val, who basically lived in the apartment with us. Val was about 5’5” and a little thicker. She was on the smaller side of a B-cup, but holy shit [her ass](http://imgur.com/a/sTdsQ) was something. She had a cute face with dimples, short brown hair, and an infectious (albeit disconcerting) laugh. It was endearing. I mean now I think it’s horrifying, but at the time it was endearing.