[FM]/[Group] First time swingers club [public] [exhibition]

A bit about my wife and I: I’ve always been something of a voyeur/exhibitionist. The wife and I have had some sexy fun in the past posting pictures on Reddit leading to some pretty steamy sexting with some of the guys/gals that responded, but had never had any real “lifestyle” experience before. I think finding out how turned on I got from people looking at us was what made me start thinking seriously about going to a swingers club.

After talking about it for a while we finally decided to take the plunge, so we got tickets for a Saturday party (“see through” was the theme :), and got an Airbnb near the club for the night. The party started at nine, but we decided to wait until around ten to let people show up before we got there (though we also didn’t want to wait too long and walk in after things had already gotten too crazy.)

[F] First freeuse experience with strangers ?

i have a big freeuse kink even before i knew it had a name. any time i have a long term partner my body is his 24/7. he can fuck me whenever he wants, command me to do whatever he wants any time. i have always wanted to try it in a social setting and i finally got the the chance to try freeuse in a setting with people i didnt know.

before u read on i am NOT looking for anything from anyone. i dont want ur pm’s about how i should fuck u or how u want a new sub. i am 1000% unowned and i will never be owned by anyone. u are not special, u will not change my mind. **do. not. message.**

old friend (the one who sets up my gangbangs and he is also a swinger) told me he was having a dinner/party thing and asked if i wanted to come as the “entertainment”. we decided i would be a serving girl for the dinner and after that we’d see where it goes!! in total it was like 10 guys and 6 women as guests. some of them were couples. all the guests were told what i would and wouldnt do and what i was there for in advance.

This weekend I became a terrible wife (Long) [FM]

First off, I understand that I’m going to hear from people telling me what a terrible person I am. I got it. I’m not proud of it, and honestly couldn’t tell you if I went back in time whether I would change it or not. It happened, it was exciting and now my guilt is kicking my ass.

A little background. I’m 26 from Southern California. Been with my husband since sophomore year of high school and he is the only person I have ever been intimate with. We have a great sex life and enjoy traveling and enjoying our time together.

He left Friday for a three week trip to Europe for work. I had no plans but was invited out by my other married girlfriends. I decided it would be good to get out. We met at a local Irish Bar in town.

Fucked the manager at work, which is my co-workers GF.[MF]

I’ve know this couple for more than over a year and we occasionally hangout outside of work. However, one night we all planned to go out but her boyfriend got called into work the next morning. To be the good guy to his girlfriend, he let her come out with me. He ended up dropping her off at my place and I told him “don’t worry I’ll make sure she doesn’t go home with anyone”. We go inside, I make some drinks and get some lines of coke ready for us before we call an Uber. I’m watching her do some lines and I couldn’t help but notice she is a solid fucking 10: 5 foot, petite, long red hair, fat ass, cute face.

[MF] Losing my virginity at senior homecoming

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Me: 5’9”, kinda skinny but toned
Lauren: about 5’7”, not skinny but not thick, mosquito bite tits

It was my senior year of high school and I had recently turned 18. This was my first year in an actual high school, as I had gone to alternative schools for elementary, middle, and most of hs. I didn’t know many people at school, and since it was a small community, it was hard to find close friends and make connections right off the bat. Homecoming came up quickly at the start of the year, and I was super nervous to ask anyone to it. I finally settled on a girl named Lucy who sat next to me in one of my classes. I (without any dramatic entrance) asked her at the end of the homecoming football game, and she accepted.

Fast forward to the night of homecoming; for some reason, the girls in our group decided they wanted to drive an hour away to get dinner, meaning we had to rush there, eat dinner hurriedly, and rush back. After an uneventful car ride where my date sat in the front seat and didn’t talk to me the whole way, we arrived at our chosen restaurant to find out that the wait for a table was over an hour. *This is shaping up to be a shitty night*, I thought.

[M] I have no idea how guys here do it. How do you get laid? Girls my age typically want handsome, tall, and hung.

I’m 19. I’m only 5’5 tall. Already fucked. I’m ugly. I’m fat (to me losing weight will be a waste of time if it doesn’t get me laid). To top it all off I have a small dick, 5 inches. Everyone I know is younger than me and not a virgin. They’re so open about it. Meanwhile I’m 19 and can’t get anything from a girl except a nasty ass look.

If you looked at my post history you would think I’m a complete weirdo. People keep telling me to be confident and just talk to girls, but girls I know will literally look at a guy and say “Oh, he’s cute!” and start talking to him just because of that. I have NEVER had that experience.

I get so nervous being next to a group of girls that my heart pumps weirdly. I avoid all eye contact or else I might have a panic attack right there. I feel like ever since I was little people look at me because I’m disgustingly ugly.

Oh what a night [MF] long

Long time reader but first time contributor so be nice please!

One summer night when I was 19 (13 years ago!!) I was out in Edinburgh with friends when we bumped into a large group of older men. One of my friends Dads was there so we headed over for a chat and they bought us a few rounds of cocktails. There was a guy with them who looked much younger than the others, he looked mid to late 30s dark hair and very handsome in a suit and a white shirt but no tie. We kept catching each other’s eye and I was starting to think he wasn’t going to speak to me but just as we were leaving he came up behind us and walked towards the door, just as we got outside and my friends were heading off one way up George Street he whispered in my ear that he would love the chance to get to know me better and would I like to go for a drink. I turned round and looked at him in the light, he was gorgeous and just my type and I knew we were going to have a fun night!

The wonderful woman I met in Rio [mf]

It began in Rio, as many good things do. I was visiting for a conference with attendees hailing from around the world. The evening was sauntering in, easing the city’s harsh heat while gradually ramping the humidity. I’d seen her here and there the previous couple days — dancing to a samba beat, chatting with folks at the beach over a caipirinha — but this was the first moment she’d really caught my eye. She was swimming in the pool, holding onto the edge and apart from the other swimmers. She’d periodically kick her feet, occasionally look over her shoulder to chat with the others. I’d been striking up conversation with all range of attendees…but not yet her. So I decided to keep her company.

Dangling my feet in the water, we quickly became friends. I learned her name was ‘Maria’. I learned she didn’t know how to swim. Hence her commitment to the pool ledge.

I fucked my childhood friend [MF]

Have you ever been to Amsterdam?

To me, it’s the perfect city. It’s a semicircle of concentric canals, with small roads occupied by thousands of bicycles, and six-storey Victorian or earlier townhouses.

The people there are beautiful: straightforward, tall, thin, and handsome. The music scene is great, the beer is amazing, and you can walk pretty much from one end of the city to the other.

I’d know Edward for fifteen years then. We’d been at Primary School together. We were inseparable as children; I loved him. He was my best friend. We started growing apart when we were nine or ten – as boys and girls who are friends do – and went to separate Secondary schools.

For Americans, Primary School is ages 5 – 11. Secondary School is ages 11 – 16. I met Edward when I was 5.

We did our own things through Secondary School. Our families were close, and I saw him at barbecues or around the New Year. He was awkward, seemingly always covered in acne. His limbs always the wrong length. I wore dresses and flirted with his older brothers.

Fro[M] sunbathing naked with hot [F]riend, to hooking up in public, in a nudist river shore.

Back in 2015 I met a really hot chick (woman, gal, lady… ). In her mid 20s, she was 5ish years younger than me. In really good shape, but with a round soft ass and pillow-shaming tits to die for. The second time I saw her, we ended up skinny dipping and making out like teenagers while swimming naked in a beautiful lake.

I compiled everything I wrote about that time here (Act I through III): [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8heaa7/i_to_iii_that_time_where_i_went_swimming_and_did/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8heaa7/i_to_iii_that_time_where_i_went_swimming_and_did/)

One year after our 2015 skinny dipping adventure we met again. I was supposed to write an update, but I procrastinated. Now that I will see her again in a couple of weeks (only 4th time in 3 years) I thought it would be good to do a recap of where things are at. Also, one poster from gonewild who said it was a turn on to read my posts, and this inspired me to write about the 2016 encounter. I am in great part writing this because I know at least one person will enjoy reading this.

Prelude to Act IV:

I contacted Marie the summer of 2016, after not seeing her (or talking to her) since moving to another country in 2015: