My best one night stand, part 2: Dominating a hot Swedish girl and filling every hole M/F

The first part is here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/506ivo/my_best_one_night_stand_somehow_enabled_by_my/

I really enjoyed writing out the first part of that night, its definitely one those memories that slips into my mind when I’m bored and horny. The last story was a lot of build-up, the rest of the night and next morning was a bit of a marathon – we slept maybe three hours out of the following 12 and did our best to absolutely wreck each other. The dialogue is not accurate, this was a couple of years ago and while I know we did a lot of talking I’ve approximated it as best as I could.

 

If you’re not in the mood for reading the last one with a lot of exposition tldr: I went out on a Friday night with a group of colleagues, somehow managed to pull the most stunning woman there that night and brought her back to my place where we had intense animalistic sex across my living room. I paused shortly before round two which is where this one picks up. If you’re looking to picture everything, Angelica is a tall gorgeous blonde Swedish woman with blue eyes, legs for days, a tight round ass and high firm tits that were just a bit more than a big handful. I’m tall and in decent but not amazing shape with pale skin, dark hair, green eyes as well as a bit of chest hair and a short beard.

One night stand with hottie on holiday (MF)

This story happened the other night, I’ve been thinking about it not stop since and had to share it.

(I’ve changed names, but everything else is true)

A bit of background, I’m late twenties, short brown hair, pretty average looking and normal type of body, not too skinny, not too fat, not too muscular.

It was a girl at works leaving drinks so most people from my company had headed out. We started in the local pub and as more and more people headed home and it got later we hopped round a few places. The group started off with about 15, but by the end of the night there where only 4 of is left.

Most places where closed, but we found a bar open late that we could carry on drinking and have a dance too.

One of my friends with me, a guy called Rich started chatting up some woman he’d met at the bar, she in turn introduced us to her friends and the two of our groups hung out in there together.

Id had a few drinks by this point, so although i wasnt super drunk, I was feeling pretty confidant with myself.

The Timestop [Str8] [Fm] [school] [anal] [huml] [cuck] [nc] [Fdom] [Mdom]

(This is my first attempt at writing erotic fiction, or any other kind of fiction, so any and all feedback/criticism is welcome. As long as this does not get completely demolished there will be atlas a second chapter.)

Before I discovered my “talent”, I had lived an unextraordinary life. I had spent my first 5 years of high school with only a small handful of friends and was by no means one of the star pupils or “populars” that you would find in any school. Outside of school my life was equally plain. I played football but was not good enough for any team, mainly because I was extremely unfit, but not fat.

My family were moderately rich, my father a business owner, but not decadent by any means. So, whilst I got most of the things I wanted in life, I was not swimming in cash. The same could not be said about those at my school. The majority of them were extremely well off. The type that spent their summers in the bahamas and their winters in the alps. Many of them fit the normal stereotypes for rich ids too. Most of the boys excelled at rugby and cricket, and most of the girls were hot (as rich girls seem to be for some reason) and usually stuck up.

Four couple swap – Part 3; The night I (M39) and a my wife’s petite friend (F37) experienced each other for the first time

Back in March, my wife and I and three other couples who we are really close friends with started swapping after a drunken night of innuendo and a joke that two of them were swingers. We didn’t start this in a drunken state, but instead, waited a couple weeks and planned it out in excruciating detail, which I think helped to make it something that we decided to continue to try in various permutations. If you want more background on us, or how this came to be, the previous two stories are here:
[Part 1]( https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/509ln3/the_first_night_of_six_months_of_swapping_with_my/)
[Part 2]( https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/50hahx/mf_our_first_night_of_swapping_with_3_other/)

In the days that followed the first night we were all together, we each talked with our spouse, about how we were feeling about what happened that night. There was unanimous positive sentiment about the situation, and enthusiasm to try it again with a different pairing. The upcoming weekend wasn’t an option for us, as two of the women would have their period, so we decided to delay until the following weekend to repeat our activities, and use the upcoming one just to hang out in a friendly situation with the kids, etc. to make sure there wouldn’t be any weirdness.

Accidentally seeing my wi(f)e’s friend in the bathroo(m)

So my wife’s friend Shelley was staying with us for a few nights while she was in town. Shelley is heaps of fun – bright, energetic (almost too much sometimes) and funny. She a larger girl without being fat, Not ugly but I’ve never really been that attracted to her. She does have a very sensual nature about her though and is a massive flirt. She’ll often cuddle up to us on the couch, run her fingers through my hair and on occasion has given me a kiss hello or goodbye that is borderline inappropriate. To the point where my wife has gotten a little annoyed but I’ve always waved it away and told her that its just in her nature to be flirty and theres nothing more to it. At least, thats what I thought until she stayed with us.

On the second to last morning of her stay with us I slept in and was running super late for work. My wife was in the shower so I quickly stripped off to join her forgetting that it was ‘that time of the month’ and she doesn’t like a joint shower then. In a mixed of tiredness and late-panic I quickly threw a towel around myself and headed to our other bathroom. I flung open the door and was unexpectedly greeted with the sight of Shelley, stark naked, standing at the basin facing the mirror.

Fucked my grad school colleague and long time rival [FFM] [light spanking] [anal play]

If you are anything like me and sometimes like to skip straight to the part about the sex, I’ve marked where it starts **in bold**.

I’m a grad student who has been at the same university for 7 years. In my undergraduate years, people would frequently mistake me for Grace. I would get called by her name. I would have people comment on something I had supposedly said or done that I would later find out was something she had said or done.

Grace and I both have tattoos, are both tall, thin and athletic, both live in skinny jeans and boots, and are both high achieving students. In our undergraduate years, we never had a class together and there was no overlap in our social circles, so I never once spoke to Grace. In truth, I think I was slightly jealous of her. I felt like she was a hotter version of me and I didn’t like it.

(M)y Big (F)at Gypsy MILF Impregnation – [BDSM] [Deepthroat] [Anal] [Impreg]

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/2wzet4/my_big_fat_gypsy_titwank/
Part 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/2xat2i/my_big_fat_gypsy_assfuck/
Part 3:https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/2xprwf/my_big_fat_gypsys_sister_and_her_secret_sex/
Part 4: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/4clfn7/my_big_fat_gypsymother_throatfuck/

“Hear me out, Mrs Brady. I’m not threatening you or your girls. I’m offering you a business proposition. My friends in law enforcement and countless other high-flying perverts in this town will pay good money for the kind of services your girls can so skilfully provide. Take their money and you will have them, quite literally, by the balls. No more threats to kick you off your land. No more unwanted police attention. And a sizeable income.”

That was the verbal contract that started it all.

The business, if you can call a secret sex-dungeon on an illegal travellers site, was fast becoming lucrative for Mrs Brady and her daughters Della and Darla.

As for me, a security guard in a local store – turned pimp, I enjoyed both the sexual and financial spoils of my new line of work.

Rumours of the “gifted” Brady sisters had travelled fast within my network of law-enforcement contacts. A waiting list of eager perverts had quickly built up.

What to do when house sitting? Have a foursome of course! [24M/20F/26M/24F]

Last weekend we met with a couple who had contacted us through an app and said they were house sitting that weekend for some wealthy family friends and asked would we be up for having some fun. We agreed and set about planning.

We went to a nearby hipster bar and patiently waited for them. This was our first foursome with another couple so it was a little nerve racking. We thought every other couple we saw walk in or walk past was them, despite seeing pictures Jess asked ‘is that them?’ pointing at an elderly Indian couple. ‘I hope not’ I retorted, chuckling. Less than 3 minutes later we saw them across the road and walk into the bar. Exactly as their photos had looked like. Zach was around 6’1” with longish hair and a beard who clearly worked out, Eva was 5’8” with long brunette dip-dyed blonde hair. She was wearing a lovely tight green dress which showed off her fantastic legs. To those of you who haven’t read out previous stories/posts Jess is about 5″7′ with a knock-out rack (34DD) and an incredible arse (UK size 10) and gorgeous olive skin. I’m taller at 6″2′, slim build, celtic features. After greeting them and getting a few drinks we started chatting.

Early Morning Ministrations [MF] [oral] [sex]

Continued from *A Post-Party Party* – links in comments

We woke in the early morning; rising early after a party is something we both had in common. The sun was barely up, and we could see Frat Row through her windows. The backs of the nearest fraternity houses were littered with red solo cups and bits of clothing. We were never people for Greek Life; the trail club fulfilled that potential void quickly, with our own code, friendships that surpassed any academic major or other extra-curricular interest, and incestuous relationships within the club.

In college I was always curious about if frat parties were as insane as the movies showed, if sorority girls were as slutty as I had heard. Near graduation I was chatting with a friend of mine from my major – we had shared multiple classes over the last four years, and while we weren’t close friends, we knew each other well enough in the academic setting. He was in a fraternity, and a few of his brothers came over to join our conversation on the quad. The frat boys caught up, and one of them relayed a short story about an ‘after-party party’ he had the previous weekend: a three-some with his girlfriend and one of her sorority sisters, who was also a girlfriend of one of their frat brothers.

Hotel meetup M/F

I pick up the delivered mail form the floor where the postman left it. One letter grabs my attention; on the outside it looks like any other letter but upon opening it I see there is a second envelope only this one bound in black ribbon like a Christmas present. I have been expecting a letter like this and as I open it I feel my heart rate rise with anticipation.

* Saturday
* Hotel du Vin
* 6:30pm

I can’t believe this is really going to happen but I enjoy the naughtiness of it and feel myself getting a little wet with the thought of what will happen in a couple of days.

**Saturday Evening**

At 5:30 my phone beeps, the message reads *Room 315, key at reception*. When I arrive I walk straight up to the reception desk and after giving my name and room number they give the key. I take the lift to the third floor and enter the room, half expecting to see him there but the room is empty, I look around a little disappointed which soon turns to excitement when I see there is a present, lying on the bed, wrapped in red paper and tied in black ribbon and beside it is another envelope bound in black ribbon. The room is spacious, with a large bed and a floor to ceiling window along one wall. Looking out the window I notice that although it is relatively private there is the possibility that someone could be watching. Walking over to the bed I pull the black ribbon and open the envelope: