I had previously posted a story about how my wife and I and 6 of our friends (3 other couples), had gotten started with swapping. That story is [here]( https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/509ln3/the_first_night_of_six_months_of_swapping_with_my/). Where that one left off, we had just swapped for the first time, and the next morning, over breakfast, my wife Kristin had told me all about her night, in as many details as she could. A couple days later, my friend Scott, who had slept with my wife that first night (as I was sleeping with his), and I grabbed beers, and he also talked up their fun together, so I feel like I have enough of a basis to piece together this retelling of their experience. The background from the first story is good to understand how we got here, and how the whole thing worked that first night. I won’t belabor this story with all of those details.
Tag: High School
Late night creampie while her family slept next door [M29/F39]
I’ve been seeing my FWB I met through [reddit](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4e535s/my_first_r4r_success_from_reddit_m28f38/) on and off whenever she visits since the year prior.
This time, however, it had been several months since I had last seen her, so the anticipation was absolutely driving me insane.
She was quite busy on her visit this time around, but we agreed to meet late at night. The only catch was that her family staying with her at the place she rented would be sleeping next door.
I’ll admit, the idea of fucking her while trying to keep quiet turned me on quite a bit. I haven’t really had to do that since I was in high school, so here we were, grown adults having to do that once again.
She had given me a heads up that her family had a box fan in their room that would help on our end, but we would still have to try our best. We would only have less than three hours, so we had to make the most out of it.
As soon as my shift was over, I rushed to get myself ready, and practically sped my way there.
The Sexy Librarian’s Hot Threesome[str8][Fmm][milf][double penetration][age difference]
Jane needed a diversion. She’d just been fired when her new German shepherd accosted her boss by biting his ass. The dog, Chum, was given to her in a post apocalyptic video game she’d entered recently. To get her mind off things, she downloaded a popular monster hunting app and immediately got distracted with it. She had no luck around her house, and it was raining cats and dogs, so she did an internet search and found that there were a lot of monsters at the library. She looked at the key she had yet to return and decided to head over.
She smiled as she headed out the door, thinking her eighteen year old son, Zack, would laugh at her new interest.
At the library, Jane parked in back in the deserted lot and accidentally left the door ajar in her excitement. As she searched the dark mezzanine, a group of four young men who were also on a monster hunt came in the door she’d left open.
Getting with the Waitress (M/F)
EDIT: HOLY SHIT thank you for all the positive feedback and the well wishes for the fate of this relationship.
My friends and I had been drinking at our go-to spot, a mellow bar to play pool and watch a game. One had just broken up with his girlfriend and the rest of us were on “Don’t let him make an ass out of himself” patrol.
A little back story, we have been regulars at this spot for a couple years now, most of us work within walking distance and, as such, Friday night we all meet up. This bar has a waitress that takes care of the pool table area and after at least 100 Friday nights together her, Amy, and I have developed a little rapport. She is not my type but undeniably attractive. She stands all of 4’11”, blonde hair, super petite, her breasts barely fill your hand (more on that later), each cheek of her ass is a handful, but both look quite full on her small frame. She has a very thin gauge ring in her nose on the right side. We are always friendly with each other hugs when I walk in and leave, we talk about each other’s lives etc, it is safe to say that we are friends.
I’ve Always Wanted to Go Skinny Dipping [MF, exh, public sex, skinny dipping]
“What are you reading?” asked Vicky Pham as she sat down next to me. I slipped my bookmark between the pages and showed her. She immediately lit up. “Oh, Arsène Lupin!” she exclaimed. “Finally took my recommendation, huh? How are you enjoying it?”
“It’s great so far. Definitely different from a lot of other stuff I’ve read. It’s kind of interesting reading a mystery from the criminal’s point of view.”
“He’s not a criminal!” she protested. “I mean, he sort of is, but he’s a gentleman-burglar. It’s different. He’s not a bad guy or anything. He’s in it for the thrill.” Vicky took out her lunch and continued. “You know, when I was in college, I wanted to be a mystery writer. I even wrote a few stories myself.”
“Yeah? What sort of stuff did you write?”
“Oh, it’s dumb,” she demurred, averting her eyes.
“Oh come on, you brought it up. Tell me,” I prodded.
She sighed. “Fine. So don’t laugh, but I wrote a few stories about a mystery-solving…dolphin…” she mumbled.
“A dolphin?”
“They’re cute!” she explained. “And really smart!”
“What sort of mysteries did he solve?” I asked, bemused.
Getting closer to Daddy [incest][F/d][reluctance][CNC][BDSM][DD/lg]
Apologies for formatting, first time writing and posting!
I felt a spark of excitement tingle through me as I folded and packed my sexiest lace panties into my bag. A strange choice of undergarment perhaps, considering we were only going camping… but who knows, maybe there would be some cute guys camping nearby with their families.
Every year since our parents split up my Daddy takes 2 weeks off work towards the end of summer to drive my brother and me to a lake house in upstate New York. When we were little it was the highlight of our summer, right before we had to go back to school. It’s still fun to go and spend some time with them, fishing, building fires, telling scary stories… but I wanted to be able to hang out with my friends from high school some more before going back to college for my sophomore year.
Also, this year my brother told us that he would only be able to come out for the second week because he couldn’t take off from work for both. He also informed our father that he would be bringing the newest girlfriend with him.
Molly’s Mysteries – losing her virginity at 18 to her philosophy teacher [BDSM] [RP] (part 1)
The darkness was all she knew. Molly was a quiet girl, damaged at a young age by her unhinged and irresponsible parents. Her father was absent and her mother was an addict, and she spent most of her time in those formative years alone, nurtured neither by family nor friends. She had none — even though she was exceptionally bright and pretty and charismatic when she felt like it, Molly was withdrawn and sullen and defeated. The world was her prison, a palace of pain and self-hate and enervating loneliness. Every other day there would be a new man in the house, staying anywhere from an hour to a couple weeks before her mother was onto the next one. Molly’s mother provided her shelter and comfort when she could, but she was too far gone most of the time to even communicate beyond basic questions like have you eaten, how was school. Well, school sucked most of the time, until Molly turned 18 and began her senior year of high school. Puberty was kind to Molly — she was endowed with enormous and firm breasts, a Hollywood actress’ iconic face, dimples and freckles and cheeks that begged to be pinched and squeezed, and a truly remarkable ass, a monument of want and the topic of much conversation for the boys (and many girls) of the school ever since it emerged out of thin air. Molly was aware and deeply uncomfortable with her body and all the attention it entailed. She didn’t date or go to any of the school dances for her first three years because the thought never even crossed her mind. She was useless, a sack of garbage incapable of bonding or communication, chained to her wretched life at home watching over her poor mother as she tumbled from boyfriend to boyfriend.
Caught watching friends turns into amazing experience 18yo [M]FMF
My parents were slightly cool parents. I had a fun basement in high school (guest room, tv room, ping pong table) and my parents would occasionally let me put it to good use. They had a couple rules: my dad would have to come down throughout the night and celeb shot a round in pong to make sure everyone was being responsible, everyone had to sleep over and give up their keys, and I had to clean up first thing in the morning. One night during the summer before heading to college we had a fun one.. After the party died down and everyone found their spots to sleep, I went upstairs alone (unfortunately) and passed out in my bed.
I woke up a little hungover at around 11am. Time to clean up.. Usually, everyone is gone by the time I’m up.. Other than the guest room, most sleeping arrangements aren’t comfortable enough to sleep late. I creep downstairs to see the damage, not too bad and as expected, everyone’s gone. I start on the living room side, putting a couple cans in a trash bag. I pause for a second, then I hear it. Someone is moaning.. My heart beats and feel the shameful, erotic lurch that ones feels when they are turned on by something they shouldn’t be. It’s coming from the guest room, which is hidden from view by the staircase in the center of the basement.
The Last Sister (STR) (M/F) (IR)
The Westervelt family sat around the dinner table quietly eating a Thanksgiving meal prepared by their mother. Jeannette, the oldest, sat beside her husband DeRay. Gillian, beside her boyfriend, Andre. Georgina, next to her boyfriend, Jalen. Finally, the youngest daughter, Laura, sat by her father whose head was face pointed straight down into his white mashed potatoes covered in gravy.
Laura had just returned from her sophomore year of college for a quick break back home. Like all of her sisters, she was ghostly pale with striking sea glass blue eyes and dark black hair. A trait they most certainly took from their mother.
“Could you past the green beans, father?” Gillian said, her hair loosely bobbing on top of her head.
Her father slowly gathered the dish, as if he had just come out of a daydream and then handed them to Andre to pass to his daughter.
“You still barely look pregnant at all, let alone seven months!” Georgina said to her pregnant oldest sister.
Jeannette and DeRay smiled at one another while Jeanette rubbed her expanded stomach filled with her soon to be first born.
The Last Sister (F) (STR) (IR)
The Westervelt family sat around the dinner table quietly eating a Thanksgiving meal prepared by their mother. Jeannette, the oldest, sat beside her husband DeRay. Gillian, beside her boyfriend, Andre. Georgina, next to her boyfriend, Jalen. Finally, the youngest daughter, Laura, sat by her father whose head was face pointed straight down into his white mashed potatoes covered in gravy.
Laura had just returned from her sophomore year of college for a quick break back home. Like all of her sisters, she was ghostly pale with striking sea glass blue eyes and dark black hair. A trait they most certainly took from their mother.
“Could you past the green beans, father?” Gillian said, her hair loosely bobbing on top of her head.
Her father slowly gathered the dish, as if he had just come out of a daydream and then handed them to Andre to pass to his daughter.
“You still barely look pregnant at all, let alone seven months!” Georgina said to her pregnant oldest sister.
Jeannette and DeRay smiled at one another while Jeanette rubbed her expanded stomach filled with her soon to be first born.