[MF] My foreign adventures. Day 2,3,4 and 5: 3 Strikes and Sex.

See my [first story for background](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6z43d7/mf_my_foreign_adventures_day1_the_model/) on these escapades:

Long time lurker, decided to start blogging about my escapades. About me: I am a man, in his early 30s, and have been a bit of man whore through my life. A little under 6 foot. Slim/athletic build. White.

My latest escapade comes as I am visiting a foreign land for work. I decided to really make use of this trip and see how many girls I could get laid with. The girls in this place are quite mixed and exotic.

 

**DAY 2** Strike

After my night with the sexy model, I was really happy with my start and thought I was in the mindset for a really successful next few days. Unfortunately thats not what quite panned out.

[MF] Costume designer helped me get rid of a boner between scenes (re-submitted)

I’m back! This story was removed last week for reasons that are still unknown to me. I’ve contacted the mods multiple times in the past few days and have yet to hear back with anything. I’ve read the rules many times, and to my knowledge, this story abides by all of them. There is no issue with the names, the story is owned by me despite being posted elsewhere, etc, etc. I really have no idea why it was removed and I’m a bit pissed for lack of a better word, as the last post had gotten a lot of support before being taken down. Anyway, I decided to re-post one more time and give it another shot. If this gets taken down again, then so be it, I suppose:

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Long time lurker who has decided to finally bite the bullet and tell the one and only story in my arsenal.

[MF] Last night I met a couple at a bar… [xpost r/stupidslutsclub]

After an hour of drinking, flirting, touching and kissing, I went to a hotel with the husband and sent his wife to my husband at home.

Met them online and spent about a week flirting over Kik. Decided to meet up with them at the bar close to my house while my husband was at home. Wasn’t sure if it would go well so I didn’t tell him what I was up too, he just thought I was meeting a friend for a drink. (This stuff is all agreed upon, btw) They were a little older but both of them were fucking sexy, and the wife was a goddamn cougar… She was all over me from the get go. She just oozed seduction, I knew my husband was gonna have a blast with her. I’m not really even bi but I’d be lying if I said she wasn’t turning me on.

My Wild, Sexual Sisters and I, Veronica Love (Group Sex)

My dear reader, this is the memoir of my sacred pleasure. I will tell you everything, but there’s so much! Where do I begin? I guess at the beginning.

I was the middle of four daughters growing up in Jacksonville, Florida.  My hot sisters and their sexual escapades caused trouble for my poor, dear half-Italian Mother. No doubt they were incredibly beautiful budding in their adolescence, as was I.

First Mother had a hard time keeping my highly sexual older sister, Vivian, under wraps. Vivian was gorgeous, but not the prettiest of we sisters, maybe being the oldest. But she was lovely nonetheless, exuding an intense sexual aura like that of an Italian movie star with her shapely curvy body and thin waist topped by perky breasts. Her almond- shaped green eyes were like magnets that pulled any boy in toward her sultry, olive skin topped with flowing, thick brown hair. And she had the desire to please.

Eclipse Part One [mf] [light domination] [drug use] it’s really long, but I like to build tension so hopefully it’s worth it.

For the last year or so, I’ve been an active participant on some gone wild subreddits, a venture which has led to some interesting interactions and discoveries. Not the least of which was a meeting between an Australian man living in the UK and myself.

He decided to visit the U.S. in order to see the eclipse in Kentucky, and, as we had been carrying on conversation for several months, he invited me to join him on his road trip to the American South.

Of course, being in the line of totality for the first complete solar eclipse in my lifetime was a tantalizing offer, and it was compounded by the fact that he and I had passed countless hours discussing philosophy, morality, mental health, and literature. Not to mention Rick and Morty and Jurassic Park.

However, buzzing at the front of my mind like the soft beginnings of a Vicodin high was the OTHER topic often under discussion during the brief windows of time in which we were both awake. It was this delicious dizziness that really solidified my decision to go with him. I can say it was a desire to meet someone new, make a new friend, and gain an incredible experience that motivated me, but, for better or worse, my cunt is often my compass. It was the way the sexual tension between us would make me press my knees together in agonizing wanting that guided my feet.

Peeping Country Retreat part 5 (MFf) [oral] [anal] [threesome]

Tom woke in the dark. He could hear crickets outside his dark blue window. Stumbling through the dark he found his way to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. The light nearly blinded him and made him squint his eyes as they adjusted.

*Oooh. I feel so weird. What did they do to me?* He thought as he rummaged for a snack.

Finding a gatorade in the fridge and a bag of beef jerky, feeling weakness in his legs, he sat on the bench on the front porch and looked at the moon, a waxing gibbous. It bathed the hills and trees in a faint blue. He listened to the creek gurgling. He drank the cool, sweet beverage and ate briefly. As his wits returned to him he began thinking about Ruby and Veronika. He thought about seeing them naked and wondered if they would do this every night.

*This trip rules… Why would they do that, though… Nothing better than seeing two hot young vixens pleasure me in the buff… How did I get here? What time is it?*

Peeping Country Retreat part 4 (MFfff) [voy] [exh] [tease] [oral] [lesbian] [threesome]

Feeling the sun beating down from directly above, he could see the edge of the pool and darted between trees and hid behind bushes. Peering inside windows as he moved, making sure no one saw him, he stopped dead at one window on his way to the pool.

Inside, he could see Ruby holding Veronika’s head by her hair. A nude Veronika sat kneeling on the same ottoman he saw the previous night with her ass pointed directly facing him out the window. Ruby pet Veronika’s bare buttocks and kept a tight grip on her hair. After a moment Helena approached wearing her flimsy shirt dress. She spanked Veronika’s naked ass with an audible pop. Her ass jiggled. A red impression of Helena’s hand appeared in her flesh.

He watched transfixed and wide-eyed. Helena kept spanking her. Veronika started moaning and crying out, trying to squirm, but Ruby held her head firmly, unrelenting in her grip.

*Wow. This is hot. What is going on?* He thought as he peered in the window.

[FM] My Best Friend and my Owner [fdom] [huml] [reluc]

Keira was standing at the kitchen sink washing dishes. Her dress fell and touched on points of her to just indicate the soft curves beneath. She glanced to me when I came back in.

“Is everyone gone?”

“Yep. I just forgot my book.”

Keira had a sometimes sarcastic, sometimes faux-fed up, teasing tone that she used to rib you and joke with you. It was always barely concealing a layer of glee and affection–it was to show that she liked you enough to bother teasing you rather than being polite. It was immensely likable. In a blip of that tone she said, teasing, “Excuses for extra time with me.”

Which I knew was a joke, and not her actually requesting more time with me. It was late. We were tired. I laughed, picked up the book and turned back to the door. “Got it. Thanks again Keira, that was so, so fun hanging out with everyone.”

She’d turned from the sink and was grinning, “Ian, have you ever had a girlfriend?” *Teasing*.

Position, Position, Position

The property market had been slow, particularly for apartments. Belle had a beautiful three bedroom apartment she’d had on the books for five weeks, but just could not find a buyer. The apartment was on the 15th floor and it’s big private balcony looked straight out over the ocean. It was all luxury inside and Belle knew if she could get someone up there, they’d buy it. She also really needed the commission.

Belle got a call late in the afternoon which looked promising. An international buyer was flying in from Italy to look at Gold Coast properties. Belle did some research on the potential client. He was the CEO of a maufacturing company, an associate of the Italian elite and, as a bonus, was quite handsome. Belle knew if she played her cards right the outcome could be be very satisfactory, on more than one level.

After a quick shower Belle dried herself, stood in front of the bathroom mirror and though about what she’d wear. Her short blonde hair framed her pretty face and touched her shoulders. She had beautiful breasts and curves. She rubbed her hand over her newly waxed pussy. It felt smooth and dewey. A Brazilian always gave her a little extra confidence. She decided on a classic tailored suit, tight around the breasts and butt to create a professional and, maybe available, package.

[M]y first time bottoming for another [M]an

Few years ago I was working as a tech for a server and data center parts manufacturer. I routinely made repair calls to some of our larger clients out of the immediate area, and would be put up in a hotel room with another associate until said repairs are done.

On this particular occasion I was fresh out of a hetero relationship, and wanted to get over it the best way I knew how.
After day one’s work is over it’s time to hit the bars. Tried a couple places but had no luck finding a girl so far. In my inebriated state of mind and needing to find some action before last call, I decide it’s a great night to explore my bi fantasies some more. I had given oral to a couple guys in the past, quick encounters whom I met online, but nothing more.
I turn to Google and find there’s a gay bear bar in walking distance. This is too perfect as that describes me, as well as the type of guy I am into. I down the rest of my drink and head out.