Wife got adventurous in front of friends [Group] Part 2

This is a continuation of the first story here [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/f0dzv7/wife_got_adventurous_in_front_of_friends_group/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/f0dzv7/wife_got_adventurous_in_front_of_friends_group/)

Kate slipped her hand back into my underwear and started to rub my cock. “suck it” Sarah said in a teasing tone as she pushed the back of Kate’s head. “I wanna see that thick dick you talk about”. Kate laughed and pulled my pants and underwear down, letting my cock flop down to my stomach. “oh I see” Sarah said, looking at my cock. Kate dipped her head down and circled her tongue around my head as her hand played with my balls. Sarah was staring intently as she stroked Nate’s cock under his sweats. Kate started to move her head up and down my cock, getting faster and sloppier, making slurping noises as she came up to the top. He hand pushed on my taint and played with my balls. “are you getting close?” Sarah said to me as I lay my head back in pleasure. “not quite” I replied. I have never came fast from handjobs or blowjobs and even with how exciting this was, that didn’t change.

After [M]onths of [F]lirting back and forth, I finally get to fuck my friend

So this is a story that happened last year, but I still look back at it fondly as a great night that helped develop my confidence in the dating world. I’m 24, 5’11 and have not had too many experiences with girls. However, for the last year and a half, I had been having a lot of close encounters with one of my really good friends Lupe, she was 22, Latina, and had a pair of C cups and an ass that was unlike any other (it was seriously distracting when she would walk past me).

We had gotten really close over the years and this year, in particular, we had been hanging out a lot and texting every week. We would go for drinks, hang out, and she would come over to my place for movie nights. Looking back at it now, I was very much being an idiot and not catching a lot of hints she was dropping. Both of us flirted with each other, and a lot of times we would get very comfortable with each other but we never crossed that line and always remained “Just really good friends”. It was nice having someone to always talk to and depend on and hang out but we never called it dates, and I honestly didn’t have the balls to ask her out at the time.

Jennie, Part 2 or Ass-Smashin’ Creed Origins [MF]

It wasn’t yet 5 a.m. on Christmas Eve when my phone rang.

“Mom got called-in. Do whatever you want with that information.”

Jennie answered the door wearing nothing but a pair of red and white striped panties, and pulled me in. It hadn’t closed behind me before she was tearing at my jeans like an excited child unwrapping their biggest present. She didn’t even let me get my shoes off, and I ended up chasing her down the hallway, penguin waddling with my pants around my ankles, almost tripping on a laundry basket. She was wide-eyed and giddy when we made it to her room.

“I’ve wanted you so bad,” she half-moaned as she shimmied out of her panties. I knew they were already wet.

“So, is that my Christmas present?” I said, unable to resist the cheap joke.

“We’ll see, I’m still thinking about what to get you,” she replied, pensively raising her finger to her lip.

She sat on the edge of the bed as she had done on our first night together, and watched me strip. I wanted to be sexier for her, but I trundled through it like I was in the locker room at school. She laughed when I had trouble getting my socks off and I felt just a bit self-conscious.

Wife got adventurous in front of friends [Group] Part 1

Not much of a writer normally but I had to share this experience.

A little bit of background, my wife (Kate) and I have been together for about ten years. She is about 5’6”, thick in all the right places, with tanned skin and Ds that I am crazy over. She is a little on the chubby side, but I love that as well. For a description of me, I am about 6’, fairly well built from working out but not a knockout by any means.

We were at a friend’s house playing board games and drinking. My wife has been really good friends with Sarah for a long time. She recently got engaged to her fiancé Nate. Sarah is about 5’4” and very petite. She is teeny tiny, but has what I would guess are B cups that seem big on her tiny frame. She is fair skinned and at this point had her hair dyed brunette with blonde highlights. Nate matches up with her well. He is just taller than Kate and in shape, but skinny. One of those guys that is just naturally in shape and doesn’t really work out. He has dark brown hair and a short beard, almost stubble.

[Group] Cheering up a friend

A couple of days ago me[F], and two other lesbian friends were waiting at a bar for our friend[M] who is turning 21, but he never showed. We waited a couple of hours for him, and he never showed so after calling several times to no end, we went to his house looking for him.

When we knocked he didn’t answer so we let ourselves in, as rude as it seems. We heard weeping, and immediately knew what happened, him and his girlfriend kept arguing, and yelling all to often, we knew it was coming. We felt horrible, and we all knew that we couldn’t let this ruin his 21st birthday so we brainstorm ideas, but keep landing on the same one.

Now this friend is a big guy he is 6 foot something, I can’t really tell, and has a really stocky figure, and broad shoulders, is a little husky but still really well built so it doesn’t make much difference, and short strawberry blonde hair. He is objectively handsome, well as much as a man can be to a lesbian, so it confused all of us why she left him, he is also sweet, completely kind-hearted, and funny which is why we are friends with him, he is our big friendly giant. Nevertheless me and the girls feel bad, and hate seeing him like this.

I met a goddess at a Music Festival, Part I (MF, casual encounter, sensual).

By midday, the sun’s rays were warm, but the gentle crispness of the air reminded you it was still spring. The first thing you notice here, at Melody Park, are the towering, almost mystical oak trees. The attendants collecting cash for parking and directing traffic are wearing tie dye, dreadlocked, and greet you with a smile and a warm, “welcome home.” I have to remind myself to let go of my tension of my high stress life, and submit to this magical, welcoming place. With a deep breath, I park my car, gather my gear, and walk through the gates, where I’m now under the canopy of oaks.

Along with my group of friends, we scout a prime spot to pitch our tents, and assemble our hang out spot for the weekend. This is my first time at the Renewal music fest since my separation. My friends know that I may need some time to wander on my own this weekend, which is already beginning to feel liberating. Once we are all set up and settled, we sit under our group canopy, passing around a couple joints, and sharing our anticipations for the festival. The little amount of sun that crept through the oak trees is disappearing, and the night of music, dancing, and releasing tension is about to begin.

[MMF] [Group] The time my [23m] Mistress [24f] took me to the gloryhole for the first time.

“Are you sure?” slut asks, nervously.

“I am, it’ll be okay” she replies, leading him into the toilets.

The length of the room seems so long as Sonja hurridly, clasping Thomas’s hand, pulls him past rows of urinals and into the end toilet cubicle. Without missing a beat or a skip, Sonja gently closes the cubicle door and locks it, hanging her bag on the hook on the door.

“There it is, slut”, she whispers, pointing.

No time to think, no time to bail, no time to get overwhelmed.

“Strip”, again, whispering.

Taking off his shirt, and looking around where it can go, Sonja takes it off him and hangs it up on the door. Next comes the belt buckle, the clinking of the metal reverbs through the bathrooms, as the main door to the bathroom swings open.

Thomas freezes, hands holding his belt open, unsure, looking up at his owner for a hint, a suggestion, help. Shrugging and silently mouthing “I don’t know” in response, the slut remains frozen in place, waiting to hear, waiting for anything that will give him a clue.

The College After Party [MF]

This story is not fully true but is based off a real experience. I would describe it as a fantasy based on what could have happened. Names have of course been changed. This is one of my first stories, so I hope you like it.

My college girlfriend Lisa (now wife) was a performer in a small college play. She was beautiful. Five foot nine. Long dark hair. Gorgeous brown eyes. Legs to die for. And large, perky breasts. Her performance in the play was excellent.

But this story isn’t about her.

After the last performance, we all went back to one of the common rooms of the dorms. This dorm was older, and slightly off campus and had a bit of a party atmosphere. Everyone involved with the play was there, as well as their friends. It didn’t take long before everyone was drunk, my girlfriend and I included, and soon everyone was playing the college favorite Never Have I Ever.

Bailey & The Bachelorette[orgy][cheating][girl on girl]

The Brazilian sun was setting and the low light of the hotel room was getting even lower as the evening progressed. The Puerto Rico hotel was modest but clean, and Bailey sat on the flowered couch in the corner of the room, sipping her wine and watching the entertainment.

Bailey’s husband and the groom of the week were taking advantage of the casino while the bride, Marisha, enjoyed her bachelorette party in one of the rooms of the hotel. Bailey and her best friend began to party hard, several drinks in, and dressed up in their sexy outfits and stagette themed sashes and headbands. Bailey’s vibrant red hair was pulled into a ponytail, and her black, low cut cocktail dress showed off her large chest. The small strobe light in the back of the room danced in the dim light, and the heavy based music bounced off the walls as the paid entertainment delighted the few women in the room.

The whole band [f]ucked me like a [group]ie [MMF] / my first gang bang

One night during fall break I saw this band in my hometown. They were a metal band comprised of 5 beautiful Latinx men touring in small venues across the states. I was making eyes with two of the men for most of their set before realizing they were twins. I feel sticky just recounting this. They hung around the venue for the last bands set and as they left I followed them out. I asked to bum a cigarette, even though I had half a pack in my bag. We started chatting, exchanging names and stories. Eventually the parking lot empties and it’s just us left. They explain that they’ll be sleeping in the lot that night in their van and ask if I wanted a beer. Sure. I hop on the bumper of their van and slowly sip my beer while plotting my move.