Me [mid20sF] and the 3some [MMF] That Wasn’t

(Excuse the poor grammar in the title!)

This is a story that happened a few years ago but I still think about it and get turned on.

I was in my mid-20s, and, on a Friday night, I received some very big, life-changing-in-a-positive-way news. After an evening of celebration with my family, I drove myself out Saturday to watch college football. Being a west coaster with an east coast alma mater, my games are often early, and this morning was one of those. The benefit of this is that the game specials center around brunch and we all know that brunch is the best meal of the day, a perfect combination of the top breakfast and lunch options (and served with a slice of cantaloupe at the end).

But it’s not the food that makes brunch so amazing, it’s the drinks. And this particular bar offered $10 bottles of prosecco during morning games. Champagne drunk is the best drunk, and I’m a light weight. I finished the bottle by myself, on top of several celebratory shots bought by others, and ended the game in a fun, inebriated state.

Embrace of the Goddess Part 3 [FF] [BDSM] [Fantasy] [Mind Control] [Monster] [Tentacle]

**Chapter 3: The Cracks**

“I have nothing to report, Commander.”

“Nothing?” asked Orilana. She arched an eyebrow and turned to Iriel as though to ask, “can you believe this?”

“Nothing, Commander,” said Prim. She stood before Orilana, her feet close together, her hands behind her back, her chin up, and her eyes darting between the two women in charge of her.

“People are *missing*.”

“It seems from the evidence that they left.”

“Left?”

“Left, Commander.”

“You’re telling me,” said Iriel, “that people that are sworn to the Abbey, that have dedicated their lives to the goddess and her cause, have suddenly abandoned their vows?” Orilana circled around her subordinate. “That they just got up and decided it wasn’t worth it anymore?”

“After interviews and investigating the physical evidence, that’s what it looks like, High Priestess.” Prim smirked but quickly hid it when Orilana stepped in front of her.

“I find that hard to believe,” said Orilana.

“I’ve sent word to their families. We’re waiting to hear back. I’ll follow up from there.”

“Do so.”

“Yes, Commander.”

The adventures o[F] Kate and [M]e – fucking her senseless on a conference call, & her new dildo

So this is a follow up story from my previous update. For those of you who have not read it here is a quick summary: Kate is a former colleague, she left to another company, on her zoom leaving drinks after everyone had left, she flashed me, I went over straight away, and we have been fuck buddies ever since.

I thought I would provide this update after people were pretty interested last time.

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I sucked a strangers dick in a nightclub restroom. Later that night, I was sharing him with a friend!! [FM]

Hi everyone, after lurking this sub for a while I thought I’d share one of my most memorable slutty adventures. It’s from quite a while ago, but I still remember most of the details vividly.

Firstly, some stuff about me. I’m a short and slim brunette. At the time of this story, I was 23 years old. I’ve always been a sexually active person, but during this time of my life, I think my horniness was at its peak. I was pretty much hooking up with strangers every night at one point. Anyways,

The story starts like many other stories of sluthood, at a club around midnight. The club was loud, packed, and filled to the brim with horny young adults. When my friend (23f) and I arrived at the club, we split apart pretty quickly, and I found myself standing alone. I was actually kind of sad, as I felt like no one was interested in me, until a really cute guy came up to me. We introduced ourselves and started chatting. After a few minutes of small talk, I decided bluntly ask if he wanted his dick sucked. He obviously accepted the offer, and I took his hand and lead him to the restroom.

The Re-Dedication Adventures: I Try to Re-create Christina’s First Time with Her Ex; it Does Not Go As Planned…but it Ended Better Than Expected! pt.2 [MF]

So, to recap part one of this [adventure](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mxt75g/the_rededication_adventures_i_try_to_recreate/), Christina and I headed out to woods to a ridge overlooking a lake, which was the first place she had ever done anything sexual with her (cheating) ex-husband. When she was with him, it was just touching and oral, but in our “re-dedication” of the moment to each other, we decided to have sex. In the midst of our love making, Tina found that she had been laying in deer shit, and I had some pellets on my hands. Tina is very squeamish, so she freaked out, then got mad at me, as is often her first reaction when she gets panicky, whether it’s my fault or not. We had a short argument and then began to walk back in silence.

I had gone from hot, horny, and over the moon in passionate love to angry with my fiance. I was also angry at myself. She had pulled off the first re-dedication and it was some of the hottest sex we ever had…and this one just shit the bed…or rather the woods. I started kicking myself for not checking around more to make sure there wasn’t shit there. We were in the woods, for God’s sake! But at the same time…I hated the fact that Tina’s anxiety always turned to anger, and that anger often got thrown at the closest person to her…which was me, 9 times out of 10. We’ve been married now five years, and this is a point that we have worked on…but even till this day, it’s not fully fixed yet.

I have been sending nudes to my husbands best mate for years … what I didn’t know was that he screenshots them and sends them back to my husband(all screenshots included) [f][28]

So my husband has a very close group of friends. They have been friends since primary school. Growing up the boys use to go out most weekends. However since we are getting older going out has been replaced with weekly games nights.

Anyway to get to the story after one game night I accidentally sent my husbands best mate a NSFW nude video that was meant for hubby. I confessed to husband and he was super cool with it.

Well it’s been a couple of years since that night and I regularly send nudes to him still. What I didn’t know… was that he screenshots the nudes and sends them straight back to my husband. What all good mates do. I thought it was just coincidence that after I sent a nude to his best mate, hubby and I would have some amazing sex shortly afterwards.

Well since I’m all about the fun here is some of the screenshots that I found on my husband phone from the nudes I sent to his best mate. [Screenshots](https://imgur.com/a/KH03nnD)

Getting fucked and creamed at the Cinema (Story) [M24]

My university town was tiny and had a small cinema alongside a more popular chain which 99% of people went to. I discovered that the cinema was a hotbed for cruising due to its small foot traffic. Great I thought. I wanted to cruise and get fucked. I was craving cock that week and decided it was a good idea to visit. Even if nothing happened, at least I tried right?

Viewing a few public forums, the cinema was in disrepair. Missing seats, terrible audio and little variability in film choice. Seedy was an understatement. But I didn’t care. I wanted cock. Lots of cock.

Tuesday arrived. I decided this was the day to go. Was this even a cruising spot anymore? The website suggesting it was was old, outdated and there was little evidence people even go there anymore. I prepare like normal. Clean myself inside and outside. Place condoms and lube in my pocket. I was ready. Worse comes to worse? I get to watch a new film.

The Nightclub

“I love this club,” Samantha shouted over the loud dance music to her girlfriends. “So many sexy guys and girls here, and the DJ is amazing!”

Samantha, in a tight, bright blue bodycon dress, hugging her perfect curves, and showing off her perfect cleavage and tight ass, hustles to the dance floor with her girlfriends, cocktail in hand, eyes closed, listening to the music.

Brian notices her, and can’t keep his eyes off her firm ass and long, lean legs, and those killer black heels with perfectly pedicured red toes. He notices her curled hair framing her face, and those eyes! He can’t stop staring at her, the way she grinds into the air and flaunts her sexy body, so confidently.

Samantha takes a break and starts walking to the bathroom, which is nestled deep in the back of the club down a long dark hallway. Brian follows, watching her ass bounce as she walks. He waits in the middle of the dark hallway as she disappears into the bathroom. As she reappears, he stands right in the middle of her walkway, making her stop in her tracks and bump up against him. She looks into his eyes, and she can see the desire in his face. She smiles, devilishly and sly, running her fingertips down his chest, “Excuse me, I nearly knocked you over,” she says.

I [M30] had sex with a [W24] in Cabo that I only knew for 30 min. [MF]

Disclaimer Long Post:

Ok so its been a while since one of my stories and I have a few, but this one is the most recent. I took a trip to Cabo this past week for my birthday and I invited family and friends to an all inclusive.

The first day was only a couple of us and it was your typical, stay at the pool, drink all day, eat good and scope out the scene.

Day 2 was when it got good. So more people showed up on Saturday and it was more of the same. Woke up, had the buffet, then went to the pool to drink, enjoy the pool and to socialize. You had your typical there for your birthday crowd (myself), bachelor/bachelorette parties, honeymoon etc etc. So my group of about 9 are all chilling in the swim up bar at one of the tables for a few hours just eating, drinking and everyone is getting along in the pool we’re in. We meet people from all over the US and Mexico that are all there enjoying life.

Tamed Part 9: The Blooming Rose

Alanah turned me around and gave me a firm prod as the room lit up with energetic giggles. “Go answer the door dweeb.” She said, pushing me forward out her bedroom door and into the living room. The empty space sounded with the clicks of her heels with each of our steps. Closer and closer the front door became, I could already picture what I thought Claire would wear: Black, that was obvious. And something that showed off her above average sized tits and delicious ass. My third leg throbbed against my smart trousers at the thought of it. Suddenly I felt Alanah’s hands retract from me, and from the corner of my eye I spotted her shifting her weight from left to right toward the long leather sofa so sit on it. I didn’t know it at the time, but inside Alanah was worried, worried that I would spend more time with the raven-haired femme fatale than the pure white princess that she compared herself to tonight.