Three-Couple Dinner and Sex Party Part 1: Settling the Guest List [Group] [True Story]

I’ve written about Calliope, my Greek Muse, several times recently. It’s been a lot of fun being her partner in crime as she knocks off her sexual bucket list items – even with, or especially with, the added challenge that I’m nearly a continent away. But we’ve been able to pull off a few fun firsts for her including her first MFF threesome, and we are planning her first MMF threesome the next time I’m in Chicago.

But maybe the most audacious bucket list item I’m working with her on is our upcoming three-couple dinner and sex party, which is scheduled for next weekend.

In the fall, she learned that she would be traveling to the Bay Area the third week of February, and wanted to maximize her time here. So she asked me, if she provided the location and made the dinner, could I assemble a guest list.

A task right up my alley!

I [F] went from conservative virgin to butt and cumslut who loves to show of on the internet in 3 months

I’m a petite 22 year old redhead who grew up on the countryside. My family was very conservative and so I was a virgin for a long time. I was told, that sex is not good and that it would hurt me. (I’m not a native english speaker so sorry for my english… I’m nothing more than a stupid slut… what do you expect :P)

I always knew I had it in me but I was always too shy to act it out. I love to masturbate and watch porn. I have a very kinky porn taste and I wanted to try it all.

So 3 Months ago my friends told me I need to get to know a few men so they dragged me to a student party (I’m a student too). There were a lot of hot guys around. So for the first time in my life I decided to get fucked. I drank some booze and started to dance with my friends. I looked some guys deep into their eyes, so they knew I was up for it. One guy approached me withing minutes. We danced and talked and after 10 minutes he kissed me. I was so horny at that moment. I was never kissed before and at that moment I knew I will become a slut.

I [M] fuck my cousins nerdy [F]riend and my cousin [F] loves it more than I could have known [MFF] PART 1 – Unexpected masturbation with my cousin after a night of partying

Ok so this is a bit of a long story so I’ll do it in parts. So my cousin and I started to get really close when we were in our early 20’s. We’d always spent time around each other before that of course but it was in our early 20’s that we discovered we had similar interests – music, travel, a general level of wanting to explore all the things that life has to offer. One of the things we discovered was a common interest in partying and experimenting with drugs. You can say what you want about recreational drugs, I know they can be troublesome but they can also be a lot of fun and something that deepens connections between people. Anyways enough of me rambling on.

I hook up with a thiccc married MILF at an office Valentine’s Party [MF] 19/39 [cheating]

Cherry was my coworker at a nonprofit office job. (A Part time job for me during college.) She was 39 at the time, white, long black curly hair, very curvy, very thick, sexy tho. Rosie chubby cheeks. She was married but I never met the guy. She seemed happy being married. Her personality is hard to describe, quiet but not shy, not really out going, laid back, go with the flow. She could be a bitch, usually she was nice to me, if I did something to piss her off she would just roll her eyes. I got along good with her but she was never really on my radar. Just seemed too unlikely to consider sleeping with her, me being 19.

I would be resigning soon, as I was leaving for school the next fall, and had already got a new job offer in that town. I could work until classes started up (i was only part time online college at the moment). I would be leaving, and my awesome boss Len was going to throw me a “retirement party”. Two birds one stone because the date of the party would be the 14th of February, Valentine’s day. My manager, Len is truly an awesome boss, short Joe Pesci type guy, very funny. Car Salesman personality. Always on, aggressive type A.

My client put me in my place – part 3 [MF]

[LINK TO PART 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ebt3gg/my_client_put_me_in_my_place_fm/)

[LINK TO PART 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eco33r/my_client_put_me_in_my_place_part_2_fm/)

*** Holy shit it’s been a minute, hasn’t it? All I can say is, life got in the way and I’ve finally had the time to finish this up. I’ve gotten quite a few messages for part 3. I’m glad that my* *~~pussy~~* *creative juices have been flowing recently. This is probably more of a longer series than you’re used to. I hope you’ll enjoy! ***

I [F] had a masterbation race in college. [FFMMM]

This happened when I was in College. A freshman really. Not that I’m out of College now, just taking a break. Well not a break, just going slow. I’ll finish, eventually.

I lived a sheltered life. Didn’t really kiss a boy until I was 17, and didn’t have sex with another person until I was 18. I did have “sex” with other things. Pillow humping, a zucchini, the arm of a recliner, but those are stories for another time. I wouldn’t say this event was my sexual awakening, but it was an experience I will never forget.

It was in my dorm room. I had a roommate, let’s call her Illana. We were over 19 but not old enough to buy alcohol. She knew a boy that would buy for us and sneak it in. Only he had 2 friends and wanted to hang out with us. Illana sold weed too. So she made a deal. Weed for booze, and we could all share in the dorm room. So the count is 2 girls, me and Illana, and 3 boys, Huey, Duey, and Luey. Still with me? Good.

Breaking in the office. Including her boss’s desk. [MF]

Jenni was without question the most sexually insatiable woman I’ve ever encountered. Day and night, she was as horny as a 15 year old boy. She loved all aspects of sex. I’ve never met a woman who enjoyed kissing and petting as much as she did. Never experienced anyone who craved giving and getting oral as much as her. And sex, holly shit… I thought all-night or all-weekend sexathons were just figures of speech, or shit people wrote about in crummy porn, but Jenni taught me otherwise. 4-6 times a day, day after day, were not uncommon. She just loved it and could never get enough.

I’ll start off by giving a bit of background. Jenni was my 4th partner and I had been coming off of a major heartbreak. I had been head over heels in love and was sure she was going to be my wife. It had taken me a full year to recover. I wasn’t sure I was ready for love again, but I wanted to at least put myself out there.

[MF] A tale of the lonely bored housewife, mostly harmless, except for the riding crop

I had a semi relationship fizzle out with a cute gym girl that I thought was going to go somewhere. I was sort of heartbroken and at the time figured relationships weren’t my thing. All the dating apps fired up and I was looking for a new FWB. I wanted something kinky, someone to let me just have my way with her and explore a whole new world.

It was the Whisper post reply that started it all. She just had another FWB fall through and her post was something like “I need someone that can handle all my curves”.

We started talking, mostly harmless PG conversation. Then we started getting dirty and flirty. She shared some lingerie pics and I shared some body pics and we definitely had a mutual attraction. The only hang up she had was her marriage, but it was horrible and she didn’t mind fucking around, and he was on a months long work trip. So of course there was a need to be fulfilled. But she was shy and self conscious and thought if I met her in person I wouldn’t want her. So of course she wanted a public meetup, but made it a fun game of cat and mouse inside a neighborhood Walmart.

[MF] I lost my virginity to a girl who dialed me on a wrong number phone call

This happened around April 2004. I was a college sophomore and 20M. I was hanging out in my dorm on a Friday night doing some homework. I was in an awkward spot as I was moving into an apartment that summer and would look for a job in town. I was well past the initial freshman culture shock but still very much a college student. My roommate had moved out first semester and I didn’t know anyone doing anything that night.

The dorms all had complimentary phones with the last four digits running sequentially across the dorms and you only had to dial the last four to call someone else in the dorms. This was during a time when most had cell phones but we were still used to landlines and since they were convenient to use to call other dorm residents and would preserve minutes on cell plans (actually a thing then) they were usually used for in dorm calls. (I wanted to sharely partially because this story couldn’t happen today with everyone in a college dorm using cell phones with different area codes.)

Anyway I got a call from a girl.

“Is Steve there?”