[M]y (28/m) wi[f]e (28/f) and I suddenly are on a crazy roll. We had our second threesome, this time even hotter and with one of her good [f]riends (23/f).

Since last time I posted about our [threesome in Hawaii](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4idk3g/my_28m_wife_28f_and_is_first_threesome_with_a/) things have pretty much gone back to normal. We came home, mourned the fact that we were back on the mainland, and went back to work. We also had lots of sex and talked about how fucking fun the threesome was and how we were dying to do it again.

Well I’m not sure if I’ve ever believed in karma/some supernatural force/ life momentum but it seems like that one crazy even has gotten us going on an incredible sex run that has culminated with the world-altering sexual experience I’m going to write about here. (Again, all events are true. I’ve obviously tweaked the time line a bit and kind of made up some of the quotes based on what I remember–who can remember actual quotes from a week ago?– to make this story flow a bit better. So if it seems stylized, yes, it’s because I’ve tried to make it work better).

I mentioned in the last post about how Jess (my beautiful wife, if you’ve forgotten) and I used to often role-play or dirty talk during sex about having a threesome. Occasionally we would even talk about actual people that we knew….usually one of two different friends of hers who we’ve been attracted to.

Trailblazer [MF, sci-fi, oral, creampie]

**Trailblazer**

Ramsey, a disgruntled exo-miner, realizes that his life has hit a rut. He came to Persei-4 on a mining gig looking for excitement, but all he found upon arrival was a dull and dreary job. Looking for some adventure, he becomes one with nature (more or less) and gets friendly with a native. By the end of the day… he’s a trailblazer.

Thoughts and comments are much appreciated.

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*“Come work on Persei-4. Explore a new world. Be a trailblazer.”*

I should have known it was bullshit. I’m not exploring anything at the bottom of this mine. I’m just sweating my ass off, tearing chunks of yttrium-heavy titanite off the walls.

*Ramsey the Trailblazer*… it has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?

But I’m no fucking trailblazer. Not down here. I’m just another working stiff.

I know what you’re thinking. *“Why not just quit? You’re not a slave. If you hate it so much, just leave. Put in your notice, and quit.”* Well, it’s not that simple. I signed a contract, and it might as well have been signed in my own blood. I’m here for the full ten months, plain and simple. That starship that brought us here? It’s not leaving the ground, not until the end of the year. I’m in this for the long haul.

I got roughed up at the club last night. [fmmmm][mast][drugs][gangbang][mast][nc][huml][oral][reluc]

This is fiction. It’s not from my perspective.

“Ow! Fuck! Oh god what the hell?! I feel like I’ve run a marathon… how much did I…ugh, I feel sick!”
My eyes opened to the bright haze of the afternoon world to a sharp pain in my temples and what felt like every inch of tissue on my body. An overwhelming nausea swept over me. Blackout fucking drunk. That’s how much I must’ve drank.

I really do feel sick. I hurled the sheets to the side and my body over the side of the mattress and made it to the bathroom just in time before puking up what was left in my stomach. I hated myself for this. This had been happening too long. But today, the pain in my body…I’d never felt that before. I noticed my straining muscles again after I threw up. I guess the jolt of “get the fuck to the bathroom” energy kind of blacked out the pain for a second but now it was back. Everything hurt so much. My legs could barely pick me up again.

I Serve You, Only You [FF][D/s]

**The Help – A Short Story**

Reena Lathan shifted on her kneeling pillow and reached for her bottle of oil. She hadn’t been massaging Lyle Martin’s pale feet for very long but his dry skin, the color of library book pages against her cedar-shaded skin, soaked up her oil fast.

“This is the life.” The man in his late fifties sighed as he leaned back. He arched into his wife’s touch while Bethany Martin massaged his shoulders. “Wouldn’t you say?”

Roger Barnes and his partner Tammi Fletcher lounged on the club’s floor next to them. “Well, I’ll just have to see, when it’s my turn.”

“This is so good, I may not give it up!” Lyle laughed before looking down at Reena. “Isn’t that right, *mi belleza*?”

*My beauty.*

Reena bowed her head and continued to massage his foot. It was always strange to hear other people speak Spanish to her. Not fluent, she really only spoke it—haltingly but earnestly—with her grandmother and sometimes her mom and aunt. She didn’t even speak it with her dad who, though a white American, was fluent. Because why, when English came easier to both of them? Spanish wasn’t Reena’s language; it was her grandmother’s. Her mother’s.

First and Best Encounter… More to Come [F/F]

This all happened a little over a week ago, and I’m still trying to process it. It’s probably the hottest thing that ever happened to me, so I thought you guys would appreciate it.

So I’m 26, female, work part-time at a university, and am involved in a particular research project. There’s a small team of us, under a pretty distinguished Professor, and the work is really interesting. There were two posts to work on this project, and it was pretty competitive. I managed to get one, and the other went to Mark…

Mark and I were in loads of the same classes during our Bachelor’s degrees, and undertook our PhDs at the same time. We’ve known each other for years, and since very early on there has been a pretty intense rivalry between us. He’s good, but I’m better, and he hates me for it. Also, we couldn’t be further apart in terms of our personalities – he’s a keen sportsman, got involved in all sorts of university societies (drama, debate, etc.), is pretty Christian, and a real pretty boy. I’m your typical anarchic lesbian (ok, I’m bisexual but you wouldn’t know it from looking at me), visible tattoos, make the minimal effort when it comes to clothes, drink too much – you get the picture. He’s always been a patronising dick so I get a LOT of pleasure from watching him struggle to come to terms with being second best.

I got roughed up at the club last night. [fmmmm][mast][drugs][gangbang][mast][nc][huml][oral][reluc]

This is fiction. It’s not from my perspective.

“Ow! Fuck! Oh god what the hell?! I feel like I’ve run a marathon… how much did I…ugh, I feel sick!”
My eyes opened to the bright haze of the afternoon world to a sharp pain in my temples and what felt like every inch of tissue on my body. An overwhelming nausea swept over me. Blackout fucking drunk. That’s how much I must’ve drank.

I really do feel sick. I hurled the sheets to the side and my body over the side of the mattress and made it to the bathroom just in time before puking up what was left in my stomach. I hated myself for this. This had been happening too long. But today, the pain in my body…I’d never felt that before. I noticed my straining muscles again after I threw up. I guess the jolt of “get the fuck to the bathroom” energy kind of blacked out the pain for a second but now it was back. Everything hurt so much. My legs could barely pick me up again.

Sooooo, I fucked my cousin [FF] [pics included]

So I had decided to spend this past Memorial Day weekend at home hanging out with my family. I don’t see them very often due to living several hours away and working all the time, and the long weekend was a perfect opportunity to get some family time in. The first day was the normal catching up chit chat, nothing special. Aside from being with my immediate family, my cousin, who we’ll call Anna, was also there. She’s always been close to my family and was visiting as well. Anna is a year younger than me, about 5’6”, thin, blonde, and has about C cup boobs. In case you haven’t checked out any of my many previous posts on reddit, I am 5’7”, thin, have short brunette hair, C cup boobs, and what I’d like to think is a decent ass.

I met a r/gonewild girl in the wild, and semi-stalked her, but karma is a bitch. I’m a scumbag. [M/F]

One of my best friends recently got married and moved to the other side of our city about an hour away. Around Christmas, I (28) was over in those neck of the woods, and I hand’t seen him in nearly a year, so I gave him a call. He told me, he was at this restaurant/bar where he’s a regular. I stopped by. We had some drinks. One of the waitresses came sat next to us at the bar, when her shift was over. Let’s call her Abby. Personable. Attractive girl. A little young (22). Her body was covered in ill-fitting waitstaff attire. She took off her black workshirt, and I noticed a unique tattoo on her forearm. I had seen it before, but my brain could not remember where. I didn’t say anything to her, nor did I really think about it after that encounter.

For the past year, the GW subreddits have pretty much been my exclusive source of masturbatory material. Porn has never done much for me. I had come across this one particular content creator a few times to great success. She’d become a favorite (of dozens). Gorgeous butt. Sexy pictures. I noticed a set she did had a tattoo blurred out. It looked very familiar through the blur. I went way back into her post history where there was a post that showed no blur, and it totally was the tattoo from the waitress.

One Lusty Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers, An Erotic Short Story [MMF] [oral] [rough] [double penetration] [bdsm] [spanking] [hardcore]

It was Friday night, closing time at the library. My dirty mind was wondering as I checked out the long line of men that formed with their books. I enhanced the boring task by imagining that the line was formed for a more arousing reason. Instead checking out their books, I was on my knees and they were waiting for their turn at my mouth. I know it’s kind of unexpected for a librarian to think that way, but I just love men and I have a high sex drive. I actually call it a sex-overdrive.

When the place emptied, I was about to lock the doors when two huge bikers came in. One had a thick red beard and a full head of hair. He wore a black Harley tee and was totally ripped. The other man had dark hair and a five o’clock shadow. He was shirtless beneath a leather vest and his muscled arms and chest were covered with tattoos. Both of them immediately pushed every one of my horny, oversexed buttons.

My heart raced when I realized that I was completely alone with the rough looking men. I wondered why they were here, because they didn’t seem the type you’d expect to see in a library.

Wi[F]e takes care of [M]e after a long day at work…

Finally, it was the end of the day. I had just put in a long day and was ready to come home and relax. I called my wife like I normally do, and told her that I had a rough day at the office. She said that she was going to surprise me when I got home and that she couldn’t wait to see me. She also said that I should knock before I come home, so that she knew I was there.

As I pulled up to our house, I was wondering what I was getting myself into. I walked up to the door and knocked twice. After about a brief pause, she told me to come inside. When I walked through the front door, the entire house was dark. I began to search for my wife and I finally found her when I made my way into the bedroom.