[M] Would you swing with you [F] just to try it? Would you/Do you regret anything?

Hey ya’ll

Never swung before. Me and my GF have been in a 10 year, fully committed, great easy and fun relationship. We’re really open sexually, have tried lots of different things, and have great sex! We’ve spoken about what we like and we’re not shy in the bedroom either. Approaching our 30s, she’s recently opened up about being more “sexually awakened” and doesn’t immediately dismiss ideas like possibly engaging in female play, like she was always against. We’ve had a couple of pillow talk nights where we’ve both said we’d like to and be open to doing things (soft swinging) with other couples – the main kink here being sex with each other, in front of another couple, touching, MAYBE even oral.

We’ve never planned anything but it’s a fantasy of mine that I’ve had for years now and don’t quite know where to go from here.

*Side Note: My girlfriend is insanely good looking and turns heads every place we go, so every guy wants her. I’m not a bad looking guy but she’s a 10 and I’d call myself an 8. We’ve been together in a really great and committed relationship and we’re kinda seen as a Power Couple to our friends and family.*

I thought to myself, This is sooo wrong. Clarke is my best friend. I can’t do this to him. How is this happening??

“You don’t seem to stress about anything ?…”

That’s when I knew my best friend’s girlfriend was flirting with me. I was still so very confused, because I hardly ever talked to Nicole, even though she, Clarke, and I all lived together. I felt like the 3rd wheel when they did their boyfriend/girlfriend things. She felt like the 3rd wheel when me and him did our boy things. Me and her never hung out; it was just awkward if we did. Nothing more than a Good morning, Hi, See ya was said.

However, things changed Wednesday afternoon. She randomly started texting me about meeting her for drinks. I thought the whole thing was a joke to be honest. Are her and Clarke fighting again? They seemed to fight every single day, but they seemed to still love each other. I was utterly confused as to why she was talking to me, but I was intrigued at the same time.

She was really beautiful. Her long, curly, black hair would sway in the wind like none other. Her soft, apricot skin would be as smooth as a baby’s bum. Her amazing body would get me turned on all the time. That’s why I was so intrigued. I had to meet her.

[FM] [M] I [20F] fucked my way across Europe for a semester – Part 2

Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hwron7/group_fmmm_i_20f_fucked_my_way_across_europe_for/). TL;DR had a foursome in a hostel with three boys (Gabriel, Darragh, and Lucas), while a fourth (Charlie) hung out in the common area because he had a girlfriend. Charlie later admitted that he was attracted to me, and asked if he could watch the next time.

The morning after the gangbang, I woke up feeling surprisingly normal. Not even a hangover from the multiple pitchers of beer the guys and I had split in lieu of dinner. The girl sharing my hostel room slumbered onward peacefully, having flown in from Australia the night before. She and I had exchanged some pleasantries after I came back from the hostel shower, and I had found myself struggling to not blurt out “I JUST GOT FUCKED BY THREE GUYS AT ONCE.”

I just wanted to share my successes with somebody other than those who had been involved. But the hostel didn’t have wifi, so I couldn’t text my friends back home.

I impulsively have my first threesome and first time without a condom [FFM]

So I felt particularly horny and impulsive one day, told my family I was hanging with a friend and drove to the place of a couple I’d been talking to for a while. Honestly, I was kinda afraid. I had a sexual bender of sorts a little over a year ago but never a threesome, and I was maybe a half hour from home, and obviously my family didn’t know where I was going or that I planned on fucking two strangers. I made it there, awkwardly walked to the door, and chatted with them as I went inside.

I drank a couple wine spritzers and watched The Office with them. We got food, came back, and continued to get more comfortable with each other (the alcohol helping). I tend to get horny and touchy when I’m buzzed, so I started to rest my leg against John’s. Eventually, he suggested we go to their bedroom, and off we went. I wasn’t sure how to get started, but the lights were turned low, Abby put on some Kendrick, and the couple started peeling off their clothes.

[MF] The Saga of Sally – My Little Witch (and Goodbyes)

(Welcome to the Saga of Sally! This is the story of my relationship with a girl called Sally. This is **Part 7**. I recommend you start from the [start](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hsqikr/mf_the_saga_of_sally_cumstained_jeans/) – each piece will link you to next part at the end. However if you don’t want to start from part 1 (you’re missing out!) this should make sense to a new reader.

A brief reminder what Sally looks like (there’s a reference photo in the first part): she’s a pocket rocket, thick, redhead tomboyish girl, with an hourglass figure and the thickest ass this side of the Equator according to the Guinness Book of Records inside my head.)

[M]Wait Until We Are Married (Chapter 1)

Introduction:

Girlfriend’s younger sister seduces virgin boyfriend.

(I really liked w1dmg’s “Adam” series, and just felt it was too short and needed a little something more. So, with his permission, I’ve expanded and altered the story a bit, but all the characters and a few of his best lines are directly copied to try and preserve what I thought he did best. Hope you enjoy it.)

“Megan…” I groaned as I ground my face into hers. Our desperate lips caressed each other’s as our passion built and built. I was on fire and I could tell she was the same. Her soft long dirty blonde hair fluttered at my cheeks as I kissed her fiercely.

“Oh Adam…” she whispered back as my hands caressed her smooth shoulders and back as I moved my lips to the nape of her long neck and gently bit into her soft flesh. I alternated little bites with little kisses and she gasped and sighed in ecstasy. One hand of mine now caressed her long and incredibly hot bare leg and slowly slid to the hem of her short skirt then inched up under it…

University Labs Hypnosis

You were in the stuffy university lab, helping your friends sister Ana with a university assignment she said she was stuck on. You were a fourth year computer science student and she was only first year so you figured you could finish it quickly and get home to your girlfriend. However, it was proving trickier than you’d thought. The assignment was about reading in large text files – you’d done this course a few years ago, but you don’t remember ever having to do something like this. The program was meant to read the file, scanning it on the screen quickly, and then the computer would comfirm the file was read correctly. But some strange error kept coming up about the file not matching correctly! And the program seemed to take so long to run. You sighed it and clicked the run button again, trying to figure out the problem. It was so hot in the lab, and Ana had brought her friend Margo who seemed to be wearing a ridiculous amount of perfume. Every breath you took seemed filled with it. Words flashed on the screen as the program ran.
program delta apple run SUBMIT program file five TO seven nine ANA’S tango alpha MILKY program BREASTS execute run 5 PERFUME bravo segment MAKES YOUR system command program BRAIN running TURN alpha program file OFF ssytem file execute 5
You frowned and stared closer with a vauge feeling that something wasn’t quite right with the input data. Your thinking was interrupted by Ana spinning around in her chair impatiently, her huge milky breasts presing up against her sweater. It would be heaven to just rip off her top and suc- You quickly caught yourself, wondering where the hell that came from. You hadn’t even noticed Ana’s body before now but suddenly couldn’t help but run your eyes up her juicy thighs that disappeared into a short schoolgirl skirt. Catching you staring she smiled and you looked away blushing.
Margo had walked up behind you and was leaning over your chair, looking at the screen. A wave of her perfume hit you, making your head spin a little. “It says Unknown Error again” she said. Damnit, you’d missed the problem again. You clicked rerun, getting more and more frustated.
program delta apple run MIND program file five MELTING seven nine AWAY tango alpha FLOATING program ON execute run 5 ANA’S bravo segment BREASTS system command program MARGO’S running HAND alpha MAKES file YOU system CREAM execute 5 file
Margo stood up next to you and strecthed, her cute butt strecthing her blue jeans out at the back. Too busy stealing glances at her rear, the program once again finishes running with an unkowen error. Annoyed, you decide that this is getting nowhere. You open up the source file in the hopes of finding the root of the problem. Confused, you start scrolling through. This doesn’t look like real test data at all. It seems almost erotic? Then you notice the header, brainwashing and submission routine #5.
You look over at Ana and she’s looking directly in your eyes, startling amber shining brightly in the center of your vision. “That’s it, feels so good to stare at me. Looking so deep for me and DROP”. Involuntarily your gaze lowers to her massive chest, seemingly bursting through her grey sweater. “Don’t think, just watch them sway back and forrtthhh” she slowly moved her breats up and down in a calming rythm. “You’re going to give me a baby tonight” and as she said that, alarm bells went off. Breaking your gaze free from her milk jugs you shakily get up and turn torwards the door, knowing that whatever was going on you should really get out of here. However, you’d forgotten about Margo. You saw a flash of bare skin as she finished taking off her panties and then her pussy was right there on display. This moment of lost compusure allowed her to deftly sidestep you and wrap her pink panties around your mouth. Immediately a wave of heavy perfume and musk went straight to your head, making you weak at the knees. “You’re not going anywhere” Margo whispered in your ear seductively. She was still a small girl however, and you grasped at the panties and ripped them away from your mouth. You could still make it to the door! Taking a desparte lunge, you broke free of Margo – and then Ana ripped her sweater off. Stunned, you watched as the braless first year swayed her boobs back and forth like a giant pendulum. Your captivated eyes watched the gigantic boobs as they swung, puffy nipples holding your focus as everything else seemed to blur. Words echoed in your mind “milky breasts take you away on a wave of bliss, kneel for milk breasts as they take you away, kneel as your dick gets hard”, too distracted to grasp it was Margo whispering in your ear.
You fell to your knees, feeling your mind growing heavy and your cock starting to strain against your underwear. The panties were replaced in front of your face, and you unconsciously took a nice deep breath. When they were removed again, your underwear were off and so was Ana’s skirt. She slid a finger over her dripping wet pussy and held it up to your face, licking it seductively. Without meaning to, you let out a small moan. “fuck fuck fuck FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK” the voice in your head whispered, as Ana reached out her slick hand and guided your cock into her pussy. A real moan slipped out now, as her tight cunt surrounded you. She began to move her hips up, down, up, down, squeezing and sliding with a steady rythm along your cock. You couldn’t take your eyes off her milky white boobs, jiggling with each skillful movement. You and your girlfriend had always used a condom, but raw felt so hot and exciting on your stiff cock.
Your girlfriend. You rememered her smiling face, and suddenly felt a jolt of fear. She was meant to have your child, not this girl you barely knew. You tensed your hips – you would pull out at the right moment, and their plans would be for nothing. It wouldn’t be long now as Ana’s tight pussy was squeezing in all the right places. Up and down, and up and down, building and soon you’d – Margo’s delicate white hand shot between your legs and squeezed your swollen balls as the words right as Ana pulled you deep inside her, looking deep in your eyes as she sweetly said “Cream for margo’s hand”. Your brain short circuted and you cum exploded from your expertly manipulated balls right into Ana’s waiting pussy. Stunned, you fell back and hit your head on the floor. The last thing you saw was Ana’s ass descending towards your face as Margo smirked, “Nighty night!”

[Group] [FMMM] I [20F] fucked my way across Europe for a semester – Part 1

I spent the fall semester of my third year of college in London. I chose the UK because I needed an English-speaking country, and I chose London in particular because I had never lived in a big city – I wanted the multicultural hub, the late nights, the drunken adventures, the easy accessibility to weekend trips via Heathrow Airport. But, as I hinted in another [story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hb4fjq/fm_i_20f_got_drunk_while_home_from_college_and/), I got more than I bargained for.

My first two weeks in London, I stayed at a hostel to get adjusted to the time zone and the city while waiting for my university accommodations to open. I wasn’t the only American there, but I was unfortunately one of the only girls. The other women at the hostel were incredibly sweet, but not the kind of people I wanted to grab a pint with – they were interested in the more touristy attractions, while I honestly just wanted to party before classes started. It was my every intention to hook up with as many hot European boys as I could while taking advantage of the lower drinking age.

’57 Ford Adventure (MFM) (threesome) (oral) (anal) (dp) PART I

Jerry and I wore looking forward to the long weekend alone. We’d left our small town six years ago and had only been back once or twice a year. Initially, it was to attend college and afterward we’d both landed jobs in the big city. About a year after our graduation, I ran into him at a wine bar and we hooked up. He seemed so different from the little I recalled of him in high school. The hook up led to more dates and not long after we were an “item.”

We had fun sharing books, learning new things from one another and engaging in adventures neither of us would have likely tried without the encouragement from the other. Our sex life sizzled from the start, but together we upped it several levels. It didn’t take long for Jerry to uncover my naughty submissive streak and use it for his own pleasure.

Now we were headed back to our dinky hometown in his baby—a goofy truck passed down from his grandfather that Jerry restored. It took him years, and something he poured his heart into. A 1950 Ford F47, V-8 three speed. He’d drilled that information into me over and over. It had a bench seat, he’d redone in leather and a stick shift. I should say, a modified stick shift. The V-8 was loud, rambled and the stick shift really shook.

My [F]irst experience with [m]y platoon leader

Little bit of background: First of all, I’m Avery. 22 years old, 5’4, petite build and proud member of the ittybittytittiecommittee. I’m in the army, and dating your hot as hell platoon leader is completely off limits. This is my story about bending….okay breaking….the rules.

We had just gotten back from like a month in the field, where I was the driver for my PL. He was gorgeous….hot…hunk of a man. Right around my age, but 6’1, all muscles and absolutely out of my league in my opinion.

Anyway, after four weeks of driving around this guy that turned out to be more than just a muscle head, but an actual decent conversationalist as well, I was hooked. Totally jealous of any woman who had the opportunity to go out with him. On our last convoy of the exercise, he casually mentioned coming over for dinner at his place to celebrate the end of the field. I thought he was just being nice, and was careful not to get my hopes up about anything actually happening when we got home.