This is my first attempt at writing down some of my experiences two years ago while I was a British student studying abroad in the US. While I was there, I started a passionate affair with a gorgeous American girl called Natasha. I say affair because, unfortunately, it involved her cheating on her long-distance Spanish boyfriend, whom I never met. I also had a girlfriend when I first met Natasha, but I decided to end the relationship before things got physical with Natasha as I didn’t want to cheat. I feel bad that Natasha didn’t do this – but I didn’t question her decisions, and I think her boyfriend had cheated on her before (not that this makes it any better, of course). Still, our affair was probably the hottest sexual experience I’ve ever had, so I hope you’ll enjoy reading about it. What made it particularly exciting was that it suddenly escalated from a very close friendship to an extremely sexual relationship.
Tag: Group
[MF] Fun with the bartender…
A bit of an introduction first. I am a 27/M, 5’11”, 180 lbs. I have short, dark hair, and an athletic physique. Years of playing baseball got me into the habit of working out regularly, and I have done my best to keep up with that. I am not in the shape I was in college, but working on getting back there. My line of work requires me to travel for about two weeks every month, on average. Normally I am accompanied by anywhere from 2-5 co-workers per trip, and together we handle marketing and public relations for various special events. It is the perfect job for a single man like myself. I get to be home for a while, but also get to go to new places, meet new people, and rack up frequent flyer miles and hotel points.
This past October was a particularly busy month. In a three-week span, I was in six different states. I was sick of airplanes and hotels by the end of the month, which anyone in sales or a similar travel-heavy field can relate to. But I get paid nicely, so I can’t complain.
Night out of town, accidental fun! [group]
My bf and i (both 30) went out of town for a night of fun together. We drove a couple hours to a hotel and big city. We wandered around for the day. We returned to the hotel room to get ready for dinner and the night out. I have big tits as you can see. I thought I’d dress sluttier to tease my bf. I put on a tight deep V top and skirt. The top cut across my boobs and down to so no bra. Skirt was not super short, but no panties was fun and almost got me fucked before we made it out of the room! I made him wait!!
We went out for dinner and everyone was walking by our table and looking down my shirt. Just what I wanted. Getting my man a bit jealous as I flirted with the waiter. I’d always lean so he could get a good look at my tits or arch my back and stretch as a guy walked by our table(I’m already wet telling this story.)
After dinner and a bottle of wine we went to a lounge. It was packed. We took up two seats at the bar . Ordered our drink. We ended up chatting with an older couple (probably late 40’s) beside us. As we all drank more we continued to laugh and joke. They were in town to get away from the kids. He was a fit older guy with more salt than pepper, but good looking. His wife was blonde with good sized fake boobs. Looked like a lift after kids (is my guess). They suited eachother. Let’s call the John and Debbie
We got talking scotch and the guy had a nice bottle in his room he brought. Of course, my bf HAD to try it. We went up.
He poured the scotch for the guys and I declined. Sticking with the wine. My bf started chatting with Debbie. So I asked John about Scotch. He never made eye contact. I thought I’d be sly and push the hey card off the table. It fell and I bent over to get it flashing John slightly. Just enough so he knew there were no panties.
I proposed a couples truth or dare (ye lame, but we were drunk, soooo fun!) WE took dare and they dared my bf and I to make out in front of them(no problem Debbie). Our turn.. I dared them to take off their shirts. John was topless, debbie has on a sexy bra and her tight jeans now. Their turn, Dare was by Debbie for my bf to take off pants and shirt. SO we did. I dared Debbie to lap dance John and strip to her panties. She did. John dared the same. I lap danced my bf and stripped to nothing. My big tits and tight pussy was out. Debbie just said I’ll save you the dare. Everyone naked. We did. I dared John and Debbie to fuck. For the next ten minutes We got to watch them suck and fuck eachother. Debbie looked over while bouncing on John and said, ‘game is over, start fucking.’ I was so wet and my bf so hard I climbed on and rode him right beside debbie. Both our tits bouncing and that girl can scream. I got a little risky and as Debbie and john switched to doggie, I leaned over and sucked Johns dick. Everyone was shocked for a second. then back at it. I sucked john then stuck him into debbie. It wasn’t long until I was riding John bareback with his hands on my tits. He never took them off. I fucked him good. My bf had Debbie in a pretzel while she was balls deep. She was making noises I couldn’t explain. But cumming non stop. John laid me on my back and mounted me missionary. He fucked me so hard my tits are swinging every which way. The louder I went the faster he did. I felt him starting to cum and befor he could pull out I wrapped my legs around hi making him cum inside me. He collasped beside me. I sucked my fluids off him and any cum still on his dick. Then, I looked at my bf in time to see him release his load into Debbie. As he let her out of the pretzel i 69’d her and we enjoyed our mans cum (well, I did.) out of the others pussy.
We all collapsed and we went back to our hotel. My bf fucked me hard again. I guess he wanted to remind me of his cock.
[Group] Epic end to a classy swingers party at a castle in Europe
Aa a naughty surprise for my birthday, Rick had bought us tickets to a classy swingers party at a beautiful castle in Belgium . We had talked and fantasised about it a couple of times, but this was actually our first time we went to such a party and we had no idea what to expect.
We had booked a little hotel near the venue and prepared for the party. The dress code was Black tie for men and sexy lingerie for the women. I love men in tuxedo and Rick really looked the part. I had bought a special outfit for the party, showing off my body, especially my large natural breasts.
Encounter: introducing friends [Mf/Mf] [group]
We had a wonderful playdate this past weekend that is definitely worth sharing. However, it was a bit different than our normal encounters.
Almost two years ago we met a couple with whom we began a friendship, Erin and Kevin (names changed to protect the innocent). The night we met the two of them lied next to us and played while we did the same. Since then they have explored voyeurism and exhibitionism, but hadn’t yet taken the plunge to swapping with others.
Our date this past weekend wasn’t about degradation and humiliation. It wasn’t about pain play or submission. No, it was the culmination of two years of desire coupled with introducing our friends to the pleasures of the group play in a safe and open way.
We met up at a winebar and relaxed while discussing the difficulty of finding compatible couples and the insipid antics and “ghosting” of so many in the lifestyle. After laughing, imbibing, and relaxing in this manner, we made our way back to their place.
[Group] Getting horny in public, getting off at home.
(For more info about how we look like, see post history)
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Lately I and Dawe have been hanging out a lot with Trale and Gima. Last weekend we did a challenge and I lost, so today I had to pay. The deal was, I had to wear a t shirt we printed. The t shirt was a simple black t shirt with words written in white: “Toccami le tette, ti prego!” (Please, touch my boobs!). I wore it after work until now.
In addition to the t shirt I had grey leggings and black heels. Pink lingerie visible through the leggings but no bra.
So it’s late afternoon and I’m driving to the bar. I meet Dawe, Trale and Gima. At this stage their clothes don’t matter. When I take off my grey hoodie they are happy I’m wearing the t shirt and casually touch my boobs. Everyone seems to be surprised about how well you can “feel” the boobs with no bra through the t shirt; everyone including me.
Backpacking with his sister [FM][Inc][long]
As far as sisters went Lucy had always been as crazy as one could get without actually being crazy, and frankly a lot of fun to hang around with. She was the kind of chick who wore her hair short and looked absolutely stunning in it, and her smile could melt ice and was absolutely contagious.
But the moment she introduced him as her boyfriend to the rest of their hiking group Brian knew she had gone nuts. There was no reason to say that, if she wanted to keep the guys at bay a simple ‘that’s my brother’ would have sufficed. After all, who fucks a chick when her brother is around?
But no, she went with him being her boyfriend and he assumed his dumbfounded smiling nod made him look less like a brother concerned his sister had gone mad and more like the love-blinded fool that anyone in her presence was bound to to be.
No one even gave him a second glance, probably all silently swearing that his sister was ‘taken’. It did however send him on a very slippery slope of thoughts of his own as the group set off into the forest, thoughts he knew he should never have.
Backpacking with his sister [FM][Inc][Outdoor][long]
As far as sisters went Lucy had always been as crazy as one could get without actually being crazy, and frankly a lot of fun to hang around with. She was the kind of chick who wore her hair short and looked absolutely stunning in it, and her smile could melt ice and was absolutely contagious.
But the moment she introduced him as her boyfriend to the rest of their hiking group Brian knew she had gone nuts. There was no reason to say that, if she wanted to keep the guys at bay a simple ‘that’s my brother’ would have sufficed. After all, who fucks a chick when her brother is around?
But no, she went with him being her boyfriend and he assumed his dumbfounded smiling nod made him look less like a brother concerned his sister had gone mad and more like the love-blinded fool that anyone in her presence was bound to to be.
No one even gave him a second glance, probably all silently swearing that his sister was ‘taken’. It did however send him on a very slippery slope of thoughts of his own as the group set off into the forest, thoughts he knew he should never have.
[MF] A One Night Stand With A Girl I Met On Twitter (Part Three)
Part one is here for those who need to catch up. https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7cr7mk/mf_a_one_night_stand_with_a_girl_i_met_on_twitter/
While part two is here https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7cwa81/mf_a_one_night_stand_with_a_girl_i_met_on_twitter/
So this is the final part of the trilogy and may it be the ‘Return of the Jedi’ you were hoping for.
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We then cuddled as we caught our breath, both of our bodies a little sweaty. She then said that we’d best go and see her housemates or they’d wonder what was going on (as if they didn’t know). We got dressed and went into the living room, which happened to be the room next door, and I met her housemates, both girls. She made me jam on toast (it was a student house) which we ate and drank rum on the sofa while her housemates asked me a few questions about myself.
When I initially asked about visiting her, she’d mentioned that we’d be going out as it was a big student night in Manchester, I had no problem with that. We went back to her room to get changed, I’d brought a change of clothes, while she changed into a sexier dress and gave me her laptop to put on some music while she did her makeup. I remember putting on ‘R U Mine’ by Arctic Monkeys, which was a new release at the time. At this point I was very comfortable in her company. I couldn’t keep my hands to myself and just kept squeezing her arse and chest through her dress, grinding against her and singing Arctic Monkeys into her ear as she tried to do her hair and apply lip gloss.
Came on my Coworker’s Face at a Convention: Part 4 [MF]
*These TL;DRs are getting long! To catch up:*
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7bibiw/came_on_my_coworkers_face_at_a_convention/)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7bm2mw/came_on_my_coworkers_face_at_a_convention_part_2/)
[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7cweon/came_on_my_coworkers_face_at_a_convention_part_3/)
**Part 4**
The hotel bar was one of those big, open-atrium style spots that only get built in brand new hotels. A giant, diamond-shaped bar occupied the center with tables and chairs strewn seemingly at random around the rest of the room and a line of more private booths along the far wall. While a few of the C-levels had begged off when we got back to the hotel from dinner, there were still five or six of us who rolled into the bar together after our fancy dinner. The sales guy who made us do retsina shots had forced a couple more shots on the group before we left the restaurant and I was definitely feeling them by the time we got back.
If you’ve ever been to one of these big corporate conventions, the hotel bars are frequently packed with attendees until closing time. Almost everyone there is still rocking a name badge over their suit coat, polo shirt or startup tee. Additionally, with the amount of young folks of both genders who spent every night “networking” (aka drinking) at this convention, I would have to imagine that Samantha and I were not the only ones having a hell of a lot of fun.