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Tag: Straight
First threesome [FFM] [long]
If you’re anything like me and sometimes just like to skip to the sexy part, scroll down to the line ***
Hi r/gonewildstories! Long time reader, first time poster here. My partner and I recently decided we wanted to experiment more sexually. As part of this experimenting, we decided that at least in the short term, we want to have an open relationship, as well as to invite other people into our bedroom. It has been very exciting so far and we are both loving it. If you like this story, let me know and I’ll share others as they occur.
This story took place last night and I still have afterglow. Obviously, names and some details have been changed to preserve anonymity, and I’ve left some stuff out so that this doesn’t become any more of a novel than it already is.
About us: My partner (who I’ll call James) and I are both in our late 20’s. I’m brunette, 5’10” and have a slender/athletic build. I have average sized but very perky breasts and a butt that I’ve been repeatedly told is disproportionately big. James is 6’3″, also has a slender/athletic build and is heavily tattooed. Wanting to meet some people outside of our social circle, James and I decided it would be fun to try a “dating” ap. We made an account each and both of us openly stated that we were in a relationship.
“The best New Year’s ever” – or, my first bisexual MMF.
Disclaimer: this story is 90% straight, but has a small amount of guy-on-guy. Look away if that shocks you. But it was the hottest fucking experience of my life, bar none.
Okay, so, I had broken up with my ex about 3 months before this. I wasn’t that torn up, but, I was out of the whole dating/sex scene, until this night, on New Year’s Eve. I was horny as fuck.
I was out with a few of my friends at this big dance club event. Of the group of about 10 who were at this event together, there was one of my best friends (24M, Glen) and his girlfriend (24F, Alissa). They had been teasing me about my recent dry spell.
The night was GREAT. A few of the group had taken MDMA and were getting very kissy. We were all on the dance floor and one of the girls, Sarah, kept giving everyone “pillow kisses” – the softest, lightest kiss, on the lips. She was very friendly. I thought I was going to hook up with her but, she was doing it with everyone. But it served to make me even more ridiculously horny than I already was.
I’m too young for sex :( pt. 15 [fM]
I ran out the front door sobbing. I’d forgotten to put on shoes, but there was no way I was going back in my house to get them. *My brother. My lover.*
I gagged and bent over the bushes to dry heave but nearly fell over from being light-headed. I didn’t know where to go. My house was no longer a refuge.
Bethany was a stranger to me now. I couldn’t understand how someone who loved me could hurt me like she had. She had to know it would kill me. Kill us. Our bestie connection was severed and I couldn’t imagine how we could ever be friends again.
When we discussed bringing Mark into our relationship, I put it in her hands. I told her straight up that it was her call. I told her she was my girlfriend and we would only be with Mark if she allowed it. She had embraced him with me.
I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and stared around the street. No one was out. Good. I needed to go somewhere and think. Clear my head. Everything was too sharp and bright, so I stumbled down the street.
Arousen, Oregon [m/f] [mast]
“Welcome to Arousen, Oregon!” stated the sign just off the highway that Kara and Doug sped through.
“Arousen?” Kara laughed. “What kind of name for a city is Arousen? It sounds like something a guy would say to try and hit on me. Like, ‘You’re pretty Arousen to me!’” Doug chuckled along with Kara.
“I’m not sure any guy would use a line that bad,” retorted Doug. The pair was on a trip to their home back in Washington for a school break. Doug met Kara way back in Kindergarten, and the two had been friends ever since. When it was time for them to attend college, they both ended up in schools in California. What this meant is that they would often drive with each other back up and down the west coast. For their trip today, they both decided to dress comfortably, with Kara in some short jean shorts and a light red blouse and Doug wearing his typical t-shirt and jeans.
The Intern and The Executrix [mF][toys][oral]
As the phones rang outside her office, Charla Fox sat behind her desk texting away on her phone.
She texted, ‘Are we still on for tonight?’
He answered, ‘Yes.’
‘Can you get kinky?’
‘How kinky?’
‘Ben Wa balls.’
Charla waited and waited for his response. He was probably using a search engine to find out what Ben Wa balls are.
Finally, his response. ‘In you, right?’
‘Of course.’
‘I can accommodate that.’
Thomas Keller was a good looking man with strong looking hands and a great smile under his hipster beard. At least that how he looked on his profile picture.
“Ms. Fox?”
Charla looked up to see her summer intern Jason Graham standing at the door. A twenty three year old kid with charming good looks, the senior from Columbia had been her gopher all summer in her investment banking department. He stepped in with a three inch thick manila envelope.
“The contracts from Wassermans are here,” he said, setting the envelope down on her desk.
“Good. Thanks. Have a seat. I want to talk to you,” she said, setting down her phone.
Girls’ Weekend [FMF,F] Ch. 14-15
#~Chapter Fourteen~
##My Seat
His hands are strong, yet supple, and his touch sends shivers down my spine. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Tammy and Amanda start to kiss. Kevin leans in and kisses my cheek, and asks me if it’s okay if he kisses me on the lips. As he does this, he parts my legs with his knee, and grinds against my inner thigh. I nod, and my lips part to receive him. He kisses me softly, and pulls me close to him. His breath is warm, and he’s a good kisser. It’s different from the way a girl kisses, but more familiar. I kiss him back, and involuntary feel myself start to grind against his knee. My skirt slides up a little, and I shift a little, which reminds me of what I have in my butt. As my arousal grows, the feeling of the plug is nicer, and I start to breathe heavier. He reaches down and slides my shirt over my head.
[M/F] Hot Hockey MILF leads to a brief affair that ends up melting the ice
About:
This is a true story and I am sorry if it’s a little long. I got to writing it and, once I began remembering all the strong emotions and what I was feeling at the time, I just could not stop. It was a few years ago so I was, at the time, about 40. I call myself a typical average guy. Not tall but not short (5’8”), not skinny but not fat (155 lbs.) not ripped but not flabby (a bit better than a dad bod) and not huge but tiny under my jeans (6” long and about 5” around). Add to that short brownish (now adding a bit if grey) hair and deep blue eyes and you get a typical, average guy. Carmen was something else though. Otherworldly. At the time she was in her early 50’s but you never would have know it. Petite (5’2″), slight (110 lbs.), an ass toned from years of jogging, and (as I would later find out) firm, natural breasts that in now way belonged on a woman her age who had given birth to two boys. She had shoulder length auburn hair and the kindest, deep brown, almost black eyes that you could just get lost in. Add to that (again, as I would later find out) years of pent-up sexual energy, it all lent itself to a lot of fun, a bit of heart break and, eventually, even more crazy. Read on…
[Group, MF] The college theater trip, part three
Continued from [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4x0m8f/mf_the_college_theater_trip_day_two/)
I realized as I was titling this that the last part was not so much “day 2” as “the morning of day 2”, so, this one is called “part 3.”
After Alex got dressed and left the suite to rendezvous with Chris in their own suite, my head was chaotic with conflicting thoughts and feelings. A bright buzzing spot in my brain wanted me to be ecstatic about what had just happened, but another part of me felt guilt and confusion about the possibility of having inserted myself into someone else’s relationship in a bad way.
I got dressed and relaxed for a while, watching some TV and drinking more coffee. The hangover was still definitely present, so I needed the break. Despite trying to relax, though, I couldn’t help thinking about the previous 12 hours and how much had gone down. Two major fantasies had come true in such a hurry that I almost felt like I needed to go back in time and force myself to pay even more attention – it had all gone by so damn fast. Sitting there watching SportsCenter (no offense to Chris Berman, *not* the sexiest show on television) even my idle thoughts were enough that I had a rock hard erection in my jeans that wouldn’t go away. I felt like I was 14 years old again.
I’m too young for sex :( pt. 14 [fM]
We woke up with plenty of time to clean up before Mom and Dad got back with my delinquent brother, Joe. In fact, we were sitting around the kitchen table enjoying a late breakfast together when Joe burst through the door from the garage and headed straight upstairs for his room, shooting us all an evil look.
Mark got up with a grimace and headed after him before Mom and Dad came into the kitchen shaking their heads.
“Where’s Mark?” Mom asked as she came up to the table. Dad let out a heavy sigh as he stalked into their bedroom off the kitchen.
“He went to talk to Joe,” I said. “How’d it go?”
“Well, I wish Joe had been as responsible as *Mark*,” she said. “Your father and I weren’t really comfortable with you two going to the beach in the first place, but Joe promised there would be proper supervision and no drugs or alcohol.”
“We were *all* surprised,” I said, trying to preserve a little bit of freedom I’d been given. “I heard Camden Fletcher say it was just going to be few friends hanging out at her family’s beach house.”