[M] Truth or Dare or… MFFM

***This is a long story, if you’re just here for the sex, feel free to skip to the * * *

My ex girlfriend was a self proclaimed nympho. Our sex life started out really strong, fucking multiple times per day, sneaking away for quickies in public, and watching lots of porn together. Her favorite videos almost always involved multiple people and gay or lesbian sex. She also liked to share a lot about her past experiences, including times she’d been in threesomes and with other girls. She would lie next to me, stroking my cock and playing with my ass while she described past threesomes she’d been in or people she found attractive. Naturally, the thought of seeing her with another girl really turned me on.

One night, we were hanging out with a couple other mutual friends drinking, talking, and playing games. As the night progressed, things became more sexualized until it was just me, my gf (K), my friend (A), and a girl he was seeing (S), playing truth or dare.

Girl[F]riend ate [M]y cum at the ice cream store.

Girlfriend held cum in her mouth at an ice cream store.

Girlfriend and I were going to get ice cream, it gets dark early and was almost pitch black at 5:30. At a light, with no one next to us in lane, she unzips my pants and starts stroking me, licking her hand so that it’s wet.

I relax my legs a little to give my balls some space, and as the light turns green and I finish the turn she starts giving me head. I almost swerve from rolling my head back, I’m already so fucking turned on. The ice cream shop is only a block away.

I turn on my turn signal, decelerate, and turn onto to the parking lot right as I start unloading in her mouth. She pushes herself down, swallowing all of me down her throat, finishing as I park the car. I roll me head back for a second, and she quickly zips me back up, having unloaded all of my hot cum right into her mouth.

The time I [F] ended up going home with two guys rather than one from the club

Hello I’m a long time lurker here and thought I wanted to try sharing a story of my own, this happened a few years ago but was the first one which came to mind to write about.

I was 19 at the time, studying at university and had just had my long term boyfriend break up with me the month previous. Being single for the first time I didn’t quite know what to do with myself and my friends suggested we go out clubbing.

We all got dolled up and headed out in a taxi to the other side of town where the best club was, and we had a great night. I won’t bore you with all the details but there was plenty of alcohol and I got pretty hammered.

I ended up making out with some guy on the dance floor, I can’t remember how we met. His hands squeezed me through the tight material of my dress and I pressed myself up against the outline of his erection. I could see my friends giggling at me as I did and egging me on but I was too drunk and honestly horny to bother.

[M]E, [M]Y BROTHER AND HIS GIRL[F]RIEND [Part 2] – MFM Consenting adults, Masturbation, Oral, Threesome, Fucking, DP, Bi-curious, Multiple Creampies ***Banned on PornHub WTF :)

[PART 1 HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/k07gxe/me_my_brother_and_his_girlfriend_threesome/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

PART 2

***Ha, the audio version of this was [banned on PornHub](https://ibb.co/S7KVqk2)

As we lay gathering our breath, she became a little quiet. I started wondering if we’d just made a big mistake or if, like me, she was just feeling a bit shy and vulnerable. I guess he sensed our hesitance too because he said he thought it would be best if he went to the bedroom and lay down for a while to give us a chance to talk if we wanted to.

When he left the room, she asked how I was feeling, and I managed to say that I just felt a little sensitive. She said she was worried that I regretted it already. When I told her that of course I didn’t, she took a deep breath, like a weight had been lifted. I felt a surge of warmth for her – a desire to calm her, and to make her feel secure in my presence, so I wrapped my arms around her. She responded by angling her face up toward me and attaching to my lips. Our mouths opened slightly, and our tongues touched. The kiss was vulnerable and electric – like putting my tongue on a little nine–volt battery: it made a fizzy feeling in the back of my skull that began running up and down my spine. I held the back of her head as she pushed her tongue deeper into my mouth, and we began kissing forcefully – almost uncomfortably – and we didn’t let up until we could barely breathe and had to break for air.

Quarantine isolation has got me (F)antasizing about (M)y best friend….

“Fuck, I’m so hard right now.”

That’s how it all started. He was clearly making a joke, but in that moment my mind began to wander, and I couldn’t help but imagine his slick cock sliding up and down the full length of my plump breasts. I involuntarily began to ask questions to myself about how I would feel if he inserted his fingers into my mouth without consent ot grabbed a feel of my inner thigh. And I imagined the nuanced sensations of having him bend me over the couch at his house, so that he could pull apart the layers of fabric that covered my bottom to reveal the treasure trove that is my wet pussy which resided inside.

That time I [F]ucked [M]y teacher years later on her holidays

So this happened a number of years ago, one summer in Ireland, when the world was normal and people could do things. When bars were open and people could gather. Good times right?

The summer in question I had moved to spend time with my college girlfriend who lived across the country, and I had found work in a local bar in one of those picturesque coastal towns that Ireland is famous for. Dead in winter, but pretty busy in summer… at least at weekends. Pretty sweet right?

Well it was until my girlfriend broke up with me and decided to travel Europe with a few other friends after 3 weeks, which meant that I was now spending 3 months in a rural town where the only people I knew were my ex’s family and the staff in the pub, with a 3 month rental agreement that I’d stupidly committed to. But again that was grand, I enjoy the sea and it wasn’t the worst place to spend a summer earning money.

Fucking my girlfriend in the college bathroom [M][F]

My girl friend at the time and I were on our second year of college. We thought it would be fun to take a class together so we decided to take first aid with the some teacher. Our class was late around 6pm so there wasn’t many students anymore around that time. Keep in mind its a community College. Our class was in a two story building and it was on the second floor. The building was old and beaten up. The restrooms were old and for one person at a time. I always had the idea of having sex in them .

I would always hint at my girl and she would always deny wanting to do it. While we were in a lecture she randomly texts me that she is super horny. It caught me off guard. I replied with”do you want to go back to my place?” She replied “how about the bathroom?” So we ended up agreeing on it so I went out of the class first and then a couple minutes later she followed. We went into the bathroom and we started making out. It was such a tiny bathroom just one sink a mirror and a toilet. My heart started beating faster and faster.

[M]y [F]irst hookup

This happened about 6 years ago around Thanksgiving. I was 23, she was probably 19 or 20. For some context; I was a virgin and had been on the online dating scene for a few years, courtesy of an old college friend. I’d been out on a few dates, but nothing like this. I was raised very traditionally, and while I wanted more than anything to have sex, I struggled for a long time with balancing my desires with my upbringing. This story was the first time I had a chance to actually hook up with a girl. Sexy stuff after the *******

It was a slow Saturday night. I was browsing around and came across a beautiful brunette, I’ll call her Michelle. She had a few cute photos, and I was instantly turned on. I hadn’t had any since early college, so I was a bit nervous. We matched, and had some idle chit chat. We talked about college (she was still in), past relationships, and whether or not we’d had sex before. Told her I was a virgin, she told me she wasn’t. Eventually she asked me, “What are you thinking about?” I replied, “You as my first.” Super. Response.

My girlfriend’s erotic past

What follows is essentially chapter 1 of erotica I’m writing “based on a true story.” More to come at some point.

**Chapter 1**

Nicky had short brown hair and a round face, with smiling eyes like two half-moons that always seemed squinted, curved downwards like crescent moons. She had a big, slightly lopsided smile that brightened the room, with dimples and a thin upper lip, but a protruding lower lip that would occasionally tremble if she was upset or anxious. She had an unconventional look, some might say a little plain; I thought she was beautiful. She had smooth skin, tanner than mine – she was a swimmer and kept herself fit, hiking spring through fall, and swimming outdoors in the summer. She was tall, about 5’10”.

I’m 6’3” myself, thin with broad shoulders and short, dirty blond hair. When we met, I was a bit out of shape, but she got me into swimming and eventually I got fit as well. Not as fit as her, but at least I lost some of the pudge.

The Time My Husband Ordered Me to Blow His Friend – Part 2 [MMF]

This is a sequel to my story about my husband telling me to blow his friend Ben (sorry I forgot to put a Part 1 on it!)

So after the pool party my husband and I went back to our hotel (we lived a couple hours away and decided to get a hotel instead of drive so far that late at night). Nick was so affectionate, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my neck. I can never tell which side of him I love best–his controlling, dominating side, or his sweet, loving side. Both never fail to make me hot, though.

I asked him if this meant I was off the hook, and he said, “Definitely not.” He got a drink from the fridge and sat down, watching me change into a thong. I went to slip a tank top on, but he said a sharp no, so I laid down beside him, naked except for the thong, and draping my arms over my head. His eyes raked over my body, and I squirmed beneath his gaze.

He had his phone in his hand, and I could see he was texting someone. After a few seconds he smirked.