My wife and I attempt to be swingers [MF] [MF]

So, a couple months ago [I wrote about my wife and I partaking in our first threesome,](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6rnpfu/and_the_guest_makes_three_mff/) and followed it up with [a story from college about making love with one of my best friends.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6vs9t2/unintended_sexual_escalation_mf/?utm_content=title&utm_medium=user&utm_source=reddit&utm_name=frontpage)

I thought I’d come back to the present and share a story from two weeks ago when my wife first approached me about being a swinging couple with another.

It was a Friday night, and we had wrapped up dinner with a bottle of wine. And then another. As we usually do on most Friday and Saturday evenings, we took our company to the bedroom, and began to make love. It was all pretty standard; we started with oral on each other, flipped into some 69 before just laughing and talking with each other.

We took little breaks throughout. We began to discuss the threesome I previously referenced and it got my wife thinking. She asked if I enjoyed watching her with Sarah, because she liked seeing Sarah and I together. Sexually, she continued to reiterate.

I explained my thoughts about sex, how it can be both so romantic and connecting, but also just plain sloppy, wild and fun. And that’s what I had with her and Sarah that night.

Learning a Thing or Two from my Cousin [m] [F] [oral] [mast] [cheat] [cum] [anal]

This isn’t one of those fake incest stories where we’re step-siblings or in-laws or godparents. Sasha IS my cousin, it’s just that she’s like, my third cousin, twice removed, blah blah. So, we’re technically related, but … it goes back quite a ways.

She’s also 10 years older than me. She’d babysit, tell me to stop being a nerd and kiss more girls. She’d tell me to dress cooler, less like my mommy dressed me. That sort of thing.

When she went to college, I was bummed. I liked Sasha. We had a ton of fun together.

Then, life interrupts and I didn’t see her for a long, long time. Until I got her wedding invite in the mail. I went. It was awkward. She hated the guy she was marrying, but her parents had been pushy about wanting grandkids and they were traditionalists, so … Sasha got married.

A few months later, they took a break and things remained like that for almost five years. Married, but not. She eventually settled one state over – just 20 minutes from my house – and we got dinner.

I'[M] a noob at this but lucked out this weekend

So after I got [laid for the first time at age 30](https://www.reddit.com/r/stupidslutsclub/comments/73n470/end_of_wizardry/) a couple weeks ago, I decided to catch up on what I’d been missing out on for years. I’ve got a lot of fantasies and things I wanna try, and I figure I want variety in the girls in sleep with and a relationship is not in my plans in the next year at least, so I’ve been tindering around a bit. I met a girl on there recently who got a fantasy of meeting a complete stranger, and that sounded exciting to me. She’s 22, Dutch exchange student, and extremely open sexually. We chatted a bit, things heated up fast, we swapped pics, and set a date for the past Saturday evening. Before I get to that, let me tell you about the class reunion we had the day before that.

Now before the no-sex-before-marriage business started back in my last year of school, I had a few chances with girls from school, but never took those chances. The one girl I regretted not hooking up with the most was a good friend back then. We had the same social circle, could laugh a lot together, and always had palpable sexual chemistry; it didn’t hurt that she was one of the most attractive girls in our year. After school we kind of lost track of each other, she moved away a couple hundred kilometers, and she got into a longterm relationship.

[MF] “Let me show you why they call it riding cowgirl”

Hey all I’m back with a story to share, actually I have a few stories to share but I’ll get to posting them eventually. I’ve been so busy it took me being sick to actually have time to post something lol.

So I have a friend who’s kind of like my guide to the opposite sex. She’s usually the one I talk to when I’m having problems with my SO at the time and she helps me understand their side of things/how to make it better and I act as hers when it came to her husband…or well ex husband now, but more on that later. Anyways her name is Lexi, now I’m calling her Lexi because she well she looks like she could be related to Lexi Belle (Porn Actress). Lexi is short, has naturally strong tone legs that lead to a modest but tone semi bubble butt. She has curvy hips, a tone stomach and C-Cups for breasts although I think after her pregnancy she’s been and D’s. Oh yeah she has a son.

Consensual nonconsent. A rape fantasy. [FM]

This story begins a series of fantastic, destructive, mind-blowing, pornstar-like adventures with my friend Karen. These are all from 2012, so my memory is a bit fuzzy but I am writing it all as best I can remember. There was a blog we both chronicled things in as we played, but when we imploded (as any relationship as intense and wild as this is bound to do) she held the admin keys and locked it up.

All events are written as best I can recall, slight embellishment aside, and are true as can be. Feel free to ask questions, or comments, or encourage the next in the series if I forget to update with a new story periodically. Maybe I can give u/Ironman2000 a run for his money on here! ;)

“THE STRANGER SAT BEAIDE ME” [mF, Aeroplane, Exhibitionism] (2,000+ Words)

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This happened to me when I was nineteen years old, while on a gruelling fourteen hour flight to London. I don’t recall what the in-flight movie was, but I remember not being particularly interested by it. For all I knew at the time, I had a long and extra gruelling flight ahead of me.

Instead of being with my family, I ended up sat beside a stranger for the duration of the flight, right at the very back of the plane. I don’t remember why this was, either; I suppose it doesn’t matter now. Point being, that was a first time for me. I’d never sat beside a stranger on an airplane before, although I’d flown many times. As a shy teenager, those types of things can be intimidating. I sensed that there was some sort of *adult etiquette* which I was unaware of and failing to uphold. *Was I was meant to acknowledge their presence after take-off, maybe attempt small talk? Or should I just stare forward for the whole flight, pretending the seat beside me was empty?*

My best friend’s older sister [MF] [repost]

I hope everyone enjoys it. My best friend John and I grew up together. We were best friends since about the age of three or four. Our dad’s are best friends, our families went on vacation together often. If our parents went out of town my sister and I would stay with his family and he and his sisters with us if his parents travelled.
John had two older sisters, Beth that is six years older than me and Christine who is five years older than me. Both girls are pretty, and smart and kind but Christine was a goddess. She was one of the most popular girls in school and was a cheerleader, and played volleyball and ran track all through junior high and high school.
The girls used to babysit for us if our parents went out. I always preferred Christine to Beth. There was something special about her. As I got older and into girls, I figured out what it was. She basically became my favorite masturbation fantasy. Christine is about six inches shorter than me, I’m six feet tall, has dirty blonde/light brown hair, big brown eyes, full pouty lips, perfect little breasts, and a beautiful full round firm ass.
Fast forward to between my freshman and sophomore year in college and I was 19. Another family friend’s daughter was getting married. The wedding and reception was being held in a town 30 minutes away because it was bigger and had a suitable venue in a hotel where people could get rooms for the night and it was closer to an airport for out of town guests.
I hadn’t seen Christine for a couple of years after she had graduated from college and moved away. When I saw her at the wedding she looked even more beautiful than I remembered. She looked, to me, like a princess all made up and in a sexy but elegant dress. She came alone as she’d broken up with her boyfriend two months before.
The wedding was fine but the reception was great. (Isn’t that always the case?) Christine spent some time at the beginning talking with family and friends she had not seen since she moved away then after dinner she hung out with John and me, dancing,drinking, singing and being fun and tipsy silly. It was great, really.
Towards the end of the evening, the DJ played a slow song and Christine grabbed my hand and said to come dance with her. How could I say no? It didn’t take long to feeling her incredible body against me before my dick was hard as steel abd pressing against her Embarrassed I moved back slightly so my hard on wouldn’t be pushing into her. She looked up at me and moved back against me then rested her head in me for the rest of the song. I was in heaven.
After the song, things carried on as before. At the end of the evening as the party broken up Christine asked what I was going to do. I told her since I couldn’t get I to the hotel bar with the others I was probably going back to my room. She said why don’t I come to her room. We can have a few drinks and talk there. Sounds great I told her and she gave me her room number. She went to talk to some people and for a few minutes and left.
I left shortly after too and went to my room, used the bathroom and looked forward to hanging out with her for a while as I made my way to her room. I knocked softly, almost shyly, and she opened the door and let me in. After closing it she said hi and was happy we could hang out. Then pulled my head down to hers and gave me the most passionate wonderful kiss I’d ever experienced. She broke the kiss and looked at me and said, we don’t have to do this if you think you don’t want to and it will be weird or something. I told her I did want to and pulled her close and kissed her again.
We made out as she guided me to the bed sitting me down on it. She looked up at me and smiled as she undid my pants and pulled my shoes and pants off kneeling between my legs. All I could think was I am going to get a blow job from a princess. She still looked so beautiful from the wedding.
I was already hard enough to break rocks with my cock when she started giving me the best head I’d ever had. Licking and sucking the head, tonguing my peehole and licking my balls before taking me all the way into her mouth and sucking me and using her hand on me. She stopped and looked at me and said Oh my God, Brian your cock is THICK! I said I that that ok and she said YES! Now I’m only a little over six inches long but my dick is FAT.
Christine went back to sucking me and she was good at it. I probably only lasted five minutes before I felt the urge to squirt. I told her I was going to cum expecting her to pull off because I’d never had a girl let me cum in her mouth before. She just moaned and moved her mouth up to my big mushroom head and started stroking me as she sucked the head. I started squirting and she kept going. When I cum I squirt A LOT! Think porn movie cum shots. Christine was able to keep most of it in her mouth and swallow it. What leaked out on to her chin she wiped on the bedspread. After swallowing my huge load she took my hands and stood me up kissing me deeply letting me taste my cum on her tongue.
She then looked at me and said it was her turn. Telling me to finish undressing as she unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. Standing there in her bra and panties as she let her hair down she looked beautiful and sexy like when I used to stare at her in her bikini all the time, but better.
She undid her bra exposing her fantastic little perky round breasts and dusky brown little nipples. We started kissing again, my hands all over her tits. I started kissing and sucking them while she took her panties off. She brought my hand down to her pussy. It was smooth. This surprised me as shaving wasn’t nearly as popular then as it is now and I’d never seen a shaved pussy in person. Feeling the smooth slickness turned me on incredibly.
We moved back to the bed. She layed down with her legs open and up a little and pushed my face down. I started licking and kissing her smooth firm thighs working my way towards my dream girl’s pussy. When I got close I inhaled deeply taking in her scent. She smelled STRONG, very strong, a little stinky even but to me it was the best pussy I’d ever smelled.
I started licking and kissing her labia, sucking her clit dipping my tongue into her tunnel to taste every bit of her. She opened her legs more and pulled them up and said eat my ass out Brian. I’d never done it before but I didn’t hesitate. Her sexy little brown butthole smelled and tasted like, well ass, and I fucking loved it. I licked kissed and tongue fucked Christine’s asshole before going back to her pussy and eating her until she orgasmed.
I moved up and wrapped her in my arms. We kissed and cuddled and explored each other’s bodies with our hands. After a short while she asked Brian will you fuck me? Yes!! Of course I would. I told her I didn’t have a condom. She said it was ok because she was on the pill. She asked if I’d ever had sex without a condom. I told her no. She said I’d love it. It was amazing. It was/is.
Kissing I moved between her thighs, she took my thick cock in her hand and lined me up to her slick bare pussy and guided me into her. She moaned LOUD! I stopped and asked if she was ok. She said better than ok she’d never had a cock this thick in her before. I kept pushing slowly in feeling her hot, tight, sticky wet pussy give way to me until I was in all the way.
I held it there before we started making slow sweet love while we made out. After a few minutes she told me to fuck the shit out of her. I lifted and spread her legs and started pumping her hard and fast with my fat dick. My balls, wet from her pussy, bumping against her slick ass. Looking down I noticed “pussy cream” all over my dick as I watched it going in and out. That as new and very hot to me.
I alternated between slow and then fast making her beautiful little tits bounce while we fucked. Slowing to allow me to try and keep control. I couldn’t control it anymore and told Christine I was going to cum soon. Do it baby, she told me. I want your cum so bad!
I fucked her hard and fast a few more strokes before burying my dick deep as I could and let it throb and pulse, shooting a giant load of hot, sticky cum inside her as we kissed both of us moaning. I stayed inside her as we kissed and softly touched each other until my cock slipped out.
She had move so she could adjust herself and look at her pussy in the mirror. Whoa! She said. What I asked? She said she’d never seen it so stretched out looking with so much cum leaking out then giggled.
We cuddled more and kissed and talked. I told her I loved her and always had. She said she knew that and she cared for me like a brother but obviously more than that.
We stayed together all night, and fucked with her on top regular and reverse cowgirl and me behind her so I could see and play with her perfect phat ass and sexy little brown asshole. We did more oral and 69. She made me love eating ass. I left late in the night/early in the morning so she could get ready to go to the airport.
I didn’t see her again for ten years. She moved further away got married and divorced to military officer that cheated on her repeatedly (idiot). Married and divorced again to a guy that was emotionally abusive to her (asshole) and finally met a guy and had a kid.
When I did see her again we got together for lunch. Talked and laughed and caught up. Neither of us mentioning the most fantastic night of my life. When we were leaving I was hard as we hugged. She didn’t pull away again kissed me on the cheek. I haven’t seen her since.
I changed our names in the story. Obviously, we talked a lot that night and I can’t remember verbatim everything we said. The things I included I do remember vividly and have used it when I masturbate many many times since then like calling me baby and telling me she wanted my cum.
I hope you enjoyed my sharing of the hottest sex I’ve ever had. I don’t know if anyone has questions but if you want to DM me I’d be happy to answer them. I’ve never shared this before but it is hot to think about talking about it with others.

My Wet Dream [g7][M/d]

My Wet Dream [g7][M/d]

I am out in the yard, planting shrubs around the mailbox. I am wearing
headphones and singing along loudly to Rancid’s “Indestructable.”

“…Hells Angels in my neighborhood, it was always understood… I was
runnin’ out from the Angels, I was a little fuckin’ hood… Punk rock
was my way out and it was always in my blood- I don’t give a fuck, I
was
locked up- Should be dead or in jaiiiilllllll……….” I am
screaming
when I feel a tap on my shoulder.

“Mrs. Morgan, my Mom asked me if I could come over here and ask if
you’d
sing quieter…”

There she stood. The pedophile’s wet dream. She seriously was perfect.
Shoulder length golden-blond hair, cut in a pixie style. She had most
of
it pulled behind her ears, but a few strands hung in her face,
highlighting her giant ice-blue eyes. Then there was her pert, slightly

upturned nose, and those lucious lips, just begging to be kissed.

“Yes, of course, Laurie… I’m very sorry” I apologized.

“What was it you were singing, anyway? It sure had alot of bad words in

it.” She asked.

Girls Night In – Part One [M][F]

Two weeks had passed since that dreadful, wonderful, night at the pub, Melody’s large and curvy bottom was back to its original smooth creamy complexion. Keeping it a secret from Steve had been a real effort but lots of lights off fucking had done the trick.

‘They won’t call me’ Melody said under her breath, trying hard to convince herself as she did the washing up while Steve was watching T.V.

She’d even seen Sue in the supermarket, while shopping with Steve, and there had been no mention of the happenings in the pub. Just a nod and quick hello, nothing out of the ordinary.

‘No’ she went on to herself ‘they had their fun and that would be an end to it’ somehow though her thoughts rang hollow.

Meeting his demands [MF]

My friend R and I have been fuck buddies for almost a year now, and we have a bit of a Dom/sub thing going on. At first, it was mostly my interest (I’m the sub), and R was just willing to play along. But now, he enjoys the power play just as much as I do, and has gotten WAY more comfortable in that role – which is equally scary and arousing :)

My 29th birthday was in late September, and as a “celebration,” R promised to give me 29 spankings the next time we got together. I joked that he would never be able to reach 29 because his own hand would be hurting. As punishment for teasing him, R tacked on 6 more spankings to the tally, and assured me that he’d use a variety of tools to do the job – my hairbrush, his belt, or a paddle (which we purchased on a previous weekend). Over the next couple of weeks, R added on spankings every time he saw fit. Each time he did, I felt both nervous and turned on by it. I admit, I like being spanked – it gets me wet really quickly, and the mental “game” of being under someone else’s control is so arousing for me. However, 30+ spankings is going to hurt a lot, no matter how much you like it.