A text leads to a MFM hookup with our neighbor – with video

True story on one of our hookups when we first began playing in the lifestyle. It was about 8 or 10 years ago. The embedded video is from an old Sony Handheld Digital Cam Recorder on tape we recently found.

I got text message from a single guy who lived a few doors down from us. He was horny and wanted me to come over. I talked to my husband who could tell my mood and told me to go for it. I returned the text and told the guy to come to our house. I went into our bedroom and changed out of my clothes and put on a red lace thong with nothing else. I was excited as the neighbor had a hard hot body and I had secretly admired him for some time when he would work out in his yard. I went out and sat next to my husband on the couch and got another text saying he really wanted to see me alone. I told him I didn’t do that but he was welcome to come over.

[MMF] My First Couple

First: I’m 6’2, 185 lbs, athletic, blonde/blue-eyed (your basic Aryan, I’m kidding!).

For about a year I have been heavily into watching homemade porn. I just love seeing two real people make love. Eventually I found A LOT of homemade, or at least amateur, threesomes. The majority of these have been between 2 males and 1 female. The thought of an MMF threesome gradually entered my fantasies. I relished the thought of being part of a couple’s sex life. Around the same time, I began having attractions to cock. Now, this is something that I think is very common for guys. Eventually, after watching porn and being in that heightened, horny state, I think it is completely reasonable to become attracted to the thought of another mans cock.

This fascination and fantasy started to become too much. I had to be part of a threesome, especially one with some male-male action. I joined an online swingers dating site. After sending lots of messages to many attractive couples describing what I was looking for, I finally received a reply from a young (30s) couple in a town nearby.

She Was My Little Fleshlight [MF]

After back-to-back conferences, meetings and presentations for a month straight, Gordon wanted to do nothing but head back home, take a shower and go to sleep. Work had taken a serious toll on his personal life; at 32 he had a divorce and 2 kids that he never spoke too. His college friends had all moved on and started successful and happy families. For Gordon, his happiness came from closing deals and seeing his bank account go up. Out of his whole social circle, he was the wealthiest. He drove the latest cars, had the biggest house and of course, attracted the most beautiful women. Despite the success, Gordon missed his childhood sweetheart, Rachel. He tried for years to get her back and finally stopped until he heard she had gotten engaged to another man. This sent him into a spiraling depression that led him to develop a misogynistic and sexist view on women. He wanted women simply for the physical pleasure they provided and completely blocking any emotional attachment to them.

Best Laid Plans

Prologue

It had been nearly a month since Andrea and Chris last had sex. It wasn’t for lack of desire on either part either. Jobs and kids can both really screw with timing. But finally, with a fair amount of planning ahead, the coming weekend looked like it was starting to present opportunity. Both were off work, no pressing errands, and the kids were at Grandma and Grandpa’s for the weekend. Now Chris just had to make it the four days to the weekend.
Chris had been out of town on business twice in that month and between Andrea’s job and feeding the ravenous children and getting them down for bed, little time had been left for each other. They got to talk and kiss daily, but anything more active than a slap on the ass here or there was not in the schedule. Chris hated that their adult time had to be scheduled as he was the more spontaneous of the two, but he understood and accepted the necessity.

Rachel and Roxanne, Ch2 [mf][public][stripping][fF][handcuffs][first time][unshaven]

Tuesday, April 23rd, Day 3.

Dear Diary,

Nothing exciting today. Roxanne bought some really nice underwear, but it mostly was a Rachel day.

I had a really long swim, then had my ass kicked at tennis by a seventy-year-old man. That was pretty humiliating until he confided that he’d once reached the second round at Wimbledon.

In the evening I watched a couple of really good stand-up acts. All clean, cruise-ship approved material, but still funny. A couple of guys tried to chat me up, but didn’t spark any interest in Roxanne.

Goodnight!

Wednesday, April 24th, Day 4.

Dear Diary,

Oh God, do I have a story for you today! I nearly got arrested and thrown off the ship!

I had my usual morning, workout, yoga, swim, then watched a movie.

In the afternoon, I decided to explore the ship. I’ve heard the engines on these things are enormous, and I wanted to see for myself. I went as low in the ship as I could in the passenger areas then sneaked through one of those “restricted area” doors. I crept down a maze of corridors, and a few flights of metal stairs, when I suddenly heard a voice.

In the back seat o[f] his Audi on the [m]ountainside

I will never forget the first time he licked my pussy. The indescribable sensation left me mindless. All I knew was the wave after wave of pleasure, as he ran his warm, wet tongue over my clit.

~*~

This is the story of how I ended up naked in the back seat of an Audi with Robbie between my thighs. It all started when I heard him laugh. His laugh was deep and comforting, and I wanted nothing more than to pull it over me like a blanket. The first time he made me laugh, I knew I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted all of his attention. I wanted to be his plaything. And I always get what I want. Well, most of the time, anyway. But that’s a story for another night.

It started with a message. And then the inevitable flirting. I suggestively mentioned my lamentable lack of an active sex life or, in fact, any sexual experience. And he, forever a gentleman, offered his assistance.

part 2.. [M]y (f)irst meet up with a reddit “Gonewild” girl. She said she needed an older, experienced man to please her.

*This is the second part of my first story about meeting up with u/Imturningtoyou . The link to her gonewild post, that was the beginning of this amazing adventure, is in the first part of this story, originally posted 3 weeks ago .. https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/409nk5/my_first_meet_up_with_a_reddit_gonewild_girl_she/ .. I recommend reading it first, before this. For those of you who have been waiting, I apologize for the lag time. This is the rest of my story..*

Just had my [f]irst threesome lastnight (ffm)… Anyone else wanna share their own experience?

It was with a guy i know, and a girl i was just meeting. I had a lot of fun with the girl. She was so shy and sweet. It was her first time with another girl! After a few drinks i finally had her opening up and so i initiated the action. For what seemed like half an hour it was just me and her going at it. The guy eventually threw himself in to be a part of the action.

I have mixed feelings about the guy being there. I didnt get enough of the dick because he kept fucking her, *which i honestly got a little drunk-jealous over*… But I kind of wish he wasnt even there, because i just wanted her all to myself.
I never thought id be so sexually attracted to a girl but i am now a believer.
I had so much fun with her…

I think i still smell her on me.

Overall, things definitely didnt go like i had imagined… It just wasn’t porno worthy. haha

[M]y [F]irst anonymous blowjob [LONG]

Curious what everyone will think of this, totally blew my mind. Pun intended.

About a year ago I got a text from a number I didn’t know. Obvious wrong number text, but I figured fuck it, I’ll play along and see what happens. For about 2 hours we go back and forth, by this time it’s turned into sexting, but without pictures. I’ve determined that it is in fact a female I’m talking to. I figure it’s getting time to end it and tell her she has the wrong number and send her on her way. She then asks, “so do you want one of my blowjobs you like so much?”. I respond “hell yeah I do, but btw, I’m not the person you meant to text. I’m actually a 38 year old guy in {town I live in}”. She’s all apologetic, I’m laughing my ass off and ask her if the blowjob offer is still on the table. She says yes, I totally don’t believe her. Hell, I don’t know her name or what she even looks like.

[First FFM] A Slut in Heaven

*Hiya GWS! I’ve got my second naughty story for y’all, and hopefully a fun way to tell it! Don’t be confused by the start, I’m a sinner and this story is plenty naughty ;)*

It had been a wonderful life, but my time had come, and after funeral let out, I found myself at the gates of heaven. I was second in line, I guess. Some guy was describing his time owning a family coffee shop to God, and when he was done the gates opened and God said, “Mister Jones, the one thing you wished to take with you to heaven was your Grandma’s coffee recipe.” God created a magical cup out of thin air and gave it to this so-called Mister Jones. “Here you are, sir. Enjoy the afterlife.”

I marveled at the glimpse of Mister Jones’s heaven, but not for long as the gates shut and I was called forward.

“Madeline…come to me,” God said, in his booming voice. I could now see that he was dressed in all white and looked suspiciously like Morgan Freeman in *Evan Almighty*.

“Okay,” I said quietly and stepped forward. “Ummm…what’s up?”