I did some legal/accounting work for a couple of swinger friends , got to fuck the wife as payment [MF]

So this was about 10 years ago sorry if this breaks the rules

Anyway I was recently divorced and going out a bit more then usual with a group of friends playing trivia at a bar after work

Became friends with this couple who where swingers but didn’t do anything with them in that regard got to know both the M and F. M was a music teacher at a local grade school F was an organic type farmer that would sell produce and stuff at the farmers market . My family had recently sold the family business and I was sort of just not working(didn’t need the money) and taking a break after a stressful time at the business and divorce .

Anyway I told them I would help them do some basic legal work , set the farming operation up as an LLC for some liability protection and to stream line taxes, I had some experience in this with our family business. They were pretty grateful for all my work and offered to pay something , I guess before they were quoted like 4k by an attorney to do this (way way too much) but I refused.

Me and two bohemian strangers on the back of a midnight bus to Trenton [FFM] [Public] [BJ] [Slow Burn]

The midnight bus kicked off before my butt was in a seat. There were no spots available up front, so I made my way to the last row and flopped into it. The company couldn’t be bothered to fly me because it was cheaper to bus me to the city. An eight-hour ride vs a one-hour flight, all to save maybe a hundred bucks. *Thanks guys*.

The lights cut out.

It was already past eleven and there was one more stop before the long haul began. I was planning on sleeping, but the last row didn’t recline. *Awesome*. I tucked in under my jacket and made myself comfortable. Most of the other passengers were already asleep. The quiet whispering of couples was occasionally punctuated by snores from another rider.

11:45.

The bus hickuped to a stop with the automated chime of “*Bell Plaza. Next stop, Trenton, NJ*.” The lights flickered on, startling a woman sleeping a row ahead of me. Two riders got on. The first was a tall girl in a long colorful dress. She had long blond dreadlocks and was toting a canvas bag that managed to hit every isle sitter she passed. Behind her was another, shorter girl in a black hoodie. They looked like they had just left an outdoor concert. *Bohemian vibes if you catch my drift*.

I [F] got fucked by my husband and his friend and I LOVED it (a.k.a. the first time I ever got shared)

Sorry it’s so long, but Ive never written a story/confession before and wanted to make sure the details from my perspective were pretty vivid because it’s very hot to me ;) A lot of people have asked about the first time my husband shared me/when we started swinging. This is the story of the very first time my husband allowed me to have a cock inside of me that wasn’t his. ?

So for the sake of the story I’m going to change some names. I’m going to call my husband Jacob and his friend Clint. Also I have 44DDD sized boobs to help visualize the story hehehe

Clint is one of Jacobs best friends and we’ve all known each other for 10+ years at this point. We all met back in high school and Clint and I actually dated for a few weeks but realized we were way better off as just friends. I started dating Jacob in college and we’ve been together ever since. He loves how slutty I am with him, but after being together for about 4 years, we both wanted to spice things up a bit. We would dirty talk about fantasies and we both liked the idea of me being tag-teamed or taking turns between a few guys.

Becoming the neighbourhood slut – used and reused over and over [F][28]

**Hi guys! Nina here! Here’s another part of my story. Please read the previous parts to catch up if you haven’t. Hope you enjoy!**

I lay in bed staring aimlessly at the ceiling reflecting on everything that had transpired over the past two years. Getting married, being put in a situation by my husband where I found myself having sex with men outside my marriage, then getting addicted to the very thing that I thought I would never do and making questionable life choices based on uncontrollable sexual desires that ultimately led to the destruction of said marriage, and landing me in the direst of financial situations where the only viable out was to move into a shitty apartment in a shitty neighbourhood and having a sugar daddy fulfill my financial needs.

The cherry on top of all this was the fact that just mere hours ago I got fucked by 4 guys who live in the apartment building I just moved into, guys who I knew nothing about, guys who could be in trouble with the law from what I’ve heard. I let these same guys take pictures and videos of me having sex with them, knowing full well the power they would hold over me and how vulnerable this would make me. And of course, I found out that these pictures and videos were circulated across a group chat with nearly 20 unknown guys who I had never met.

Bf and I met up with a couple sexy tourists [MF] [MF]

My bf and I have done quite a few group things with others, many of them spontaneous and many of them planned. I can’t decide which I like better, but the build up is definitely something I enjoy when it is planned ;)

My bf (28) and I (25) were experienced at the time of this story. I’m pretty sure all of the stories I have on my profile had happened before this one. Definitely go back and read if you dare haha :)

We were on some couples dating apps and found a really fun/hot couple that we started chatting with and got along with good. They were from another country and were planning to visit our country/city in a few weeks. So we got to know them over text for a little while, flirting, sending dirty pics back and forth, the whole thing. It was really fun to get to know them slowly and have the anticipation slowly kill everyone lol! We sometimes even texted each other 1 on 1, girls only or guys only. That was really fun cus I would share certain things that my bf liked so the other girl would be ready to pull my moves on him and surprise him. And she gave me some insight too on her bf :) one thing I remember chatting about with her about my bf was that he reallyyy likes eye contact during blowjobs. I told her to look him in the eye when she sucks him, and she really took that one to heart ;)

[FM] The time I (a repressed Indian girl) got fingered in public by a foreign stranger (Part 2)

Well since y’all liked my first story so much, I thought I’d share more :) Part 1 [HERE.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kayb4c/fm_the_time_i_a_repressed_indian_girl_got/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

This is with Noah only. The incident literally after the last one (when I let him finger me in public after meeting him at a club in Berlin). Honestly this was a few years ago so I don’t remember what exactly our conversation was lol but I do remember the incident here and there so wrote it from memory + some creative leniency. Also some of you asked me in my inbox, I was 21 during this time and he was 24!

Noah and I had found our way back inside the club. My friend had already gone back to her tinder dates’ place so me and the other friend were left. She wasn’t feeling it too much with the other guy so she wanted to just go home and I agreed that I’ll go with her. She insinuated that if I wanted to stay or go with Noah I could but as I mentioned in the last story, this was not gonna happen cause apart from the thrill I felt, I was now also feeling a bit shitty (years of shame around sex will do that to you lol).

Lair of the Cryptmother Ch. 9 [Dark Fantasy][Body Horror][Light Gore][Noncon][Breeding][Preg][Birth]

**”False Deliverance”**

Many questions plagued her mind as to how she regained her powers, and why now, but Althea knew this was her chance. Emboldened by her rekindled light, the priestess stretched forth her hand toward Ivan. “By the light of Helestria, be purged in holy fire!” she shouted. The light gathered in her hand blossomed, momentarily blinding her captors. A bolt of white light leapt from Althea’s palm and flew clean through Ivan’s skull, leaving a smoldering hole in its wake. One down, four to go. The priestess watched the others rub their eyes as she staggered to her feet; an act made all the more difficult by her hunger and heavily-ripened womb. There was a clear path to the door, but she doubted she could outrun all of them in her current state. And so the priestess raised her hand toward the blister-crowned Andre. Alas, before she could cast another spell, Izaac seized hold of her stretched arm. When she tried to gather light in the other hand, that arm was grabbed by Felix. “Let me go, you monsters! Get off of me!”

The saddest realization about people’s memory

I just realized that there are people who can’t remember their past like I can. I asked a group of people to describe thinking about an event in their past and if they could hear it, see it, or replay it in their head.

This was the following answer:

– I don’t remember at all
– I can’t hear anything in my head
– I only feel an emotion about that event
– I just think about a piece of information about that event
– I can only see an image and/or a replay of that event
– I can only hear that event replay out in my head
– I can hear, see, and replay the entire event in my head

This hit me hard, because I just realized that any significant other will never experience a moment in time like you do, unless they have the same type of memory.

I asked a girl if she remembered a particular day with me and she just described that it was fun, that’s it. No remembering any particular detail about that day or recalling any specific moment in time.

Another guy fucked me because my boyfriend told him that I wanted to fuck with him [FM]

This guy and I were already dating for 2 years. It was a good relationship, but too sexual and unromantic. We even fantasized a lot talking about threesomes and stuff.

On some occasion I admitted to him that a coworker of his from the office seemed fucking hot to me (he was, tall, latin, somewhat muscular, handsome) and without a doubt I would give him my ass, he even seemed horny with the idea, although we never delved into do nothing really. Although he sometimes made fun of me with that when he was around, but I had never talked to him and it was not that he was his super friend, just another coworker, So, there hadn’t been a chance.

We were at his office party at a girl’s house. We were too drunk, so drunk that we were slurring our words. He and I were talking to 2 girls, about sex, then this guy joined the group, my boyfriend introduced us (he hadn’t even introduced us before) and he laughed while doing it and maybe because of the alcohol or maybe because he was horny, he introduced us to something like “hey Julio this is my girlfriend Alejandra, and she wants to fuck with you” I laughed hysterically and turned red as tomato, while my boyfriend, the guy and the other 2 girls laughed too.

[F]un in a [M]exico City Airbnb

Somewhere over Baja California I had the realization that she and I always seem to meet up in between the rest of life. When jobs ended, or travels overlapped, there we were, drawn together as though by chance, destined to pass some time together before going on to do whatever came next. Typically we would spend a few weeks somewhere, but this trip was open ended. An unspoken agreement, as neither of us had made explicit life plans on the other side. If it worked…then what? Would we move somewhere together? Start the rest of our lives? That’s what we were going to find out. This time it was México City. The last time it was Hanoi, and Rio before that. We had a thing for the tropical metropolis. Anyone can have a romantic time on a beach somewhere, but there’s something special about disappearing among millions of other people, being absorbed by the rhythm and movement of a city that has a life and pulse of its own.