Tag: Swingers

The Witch Hunter, Chapter V [bdsm] [noncon]

Chapter 5 – The Hard Part

The polite tones of goodbyes could be heard coming down the street to Weiss’ hiding spot, all in Russian of course. He understood some of it but his knowledge of the language was rusty at best. He snuffed out his cigarette and tossed it onto the ground, he only smoked when he was anxious.

“Nice lady. You know her?” The boy told him as he came around the corner into the alleyway. With a few small adjustments of his coat and hat he had gone from a friendly young comrade to a shifty street rat.

“No. What’d she look like?” Weiss’ sentences were short and probably seemed terse, but he was struggling enough with the kid’s accent, improving his vocabulary could wait.

“I don’t know, dark hair. Blue eyes I think.”

“Pretty?”

“What kind of creep are you?” The kid laughed. It took a few seconds for Weiss to figure out what he was saying. He hadn’t told him anything about what he was up to, he must have been curious though. Read more »

The french american role play game at Cap D’Adge [MFM]

Once again, I’m not a native English speaker and you’ll probably notice many errors in my writing. Sorry for that.

Like the first story that I wrote [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qfs1nk/sex_in_the_airport_with_a_married_turkish_woman/), this story happened after the end of my marriage. It is important that you know that my ex and I were swingers (breakup had nothing to do with that) and after the breakup I was definitely looking for fun and good sex.

I registered on Tinder, and I arranged with a friend to go to Cap D’Agde (probably you don’t know but it’s the paradise for swingers in Europe). In the end he bailed out at the last minute, but as the plane tickets were bought and the apartment was nonrefundable, I decided to go on my own and enjoy as much as I could.

I’m not the type of guy that goes to a bar and easily starts flirting with a woman and after a while takes her to the hotel. I’m not ugly but I’m not the most attractive guy either and I’m not great in small talk. Even in a swinger club, I don’t feel comfortable to be there on my own, so when my friend bailed out, I started to explore in advance the swinger websites I was registered at: One French speaking website, quite big but only with French people, and another, way more international with people from everywhere. Read more »

[MF] How I met a woman on the platonic section of CL to having some dirty fun a few weeks later

Oh hey there, didn’t see you come in, take a seat. So you looking for a tail of excitement huh, well let me tell you the tale of how I met my play partner Ana, which you can read up more on our MFM 3 way in another post.

Around 7 years ago, I was working the crazy swing shift which had some perks but was a fucken bitch to do since it did fuck with your sleep. Anyways, CL was my home back then, and honestly those that know, know. CL for me, was the king of hook ups, no dating app or other site can possibly match the crazy shit CL had at times. So one night am in the office and come across a post on the PLATONIC section of CL. Remember that. The girl is venting about her life, boyfriend, school etc. I send her a playful message and we start chatting. Read more »

Some late night blue ball relief from my friend’s little sister [MF]

I’m sitting at the kitchen table in the dark, the backlight on my e-reader set low. The cabin we’re renting, and the forest it’s in, have long since quieted for the night. Occasionally, I’ll hear a door open and footsteps creak down the hallway to the bathroom.

But this time, they don’t stop there. My curiosity is piqued.

Light footsteps, a halting, uncertain pace. They get closer, closer. I watch the kitchen’s archway, wanting to know who else is up at this hour.

I see an oversized white hoodie, nearly effervescent, reflecting all of what little light there is. And behind it, a massive quantity of long, dark hair, draped down in messy strands.

An instant giveaway. It’s Harper, Jack’s sister.

She crosses from the entry to the opposite wall, where the counter and sink are, not noticing that I’m here. I don’t want to frighten her.

I say quietly, “Hey, Harper.”

She jumps, gasps, twists around, pulls her hand to her chest, all at once. “Oh my god! Brent, you scared me!” Despite being startled, I know she’s not mad. I’ve never seen her in a foul mood, never heard her speak harshly towards anyone. I blush with shame, she’s not the type you feel good about playing tricks on. Read more »

First solo swing experience

As my wife Lindsey and I worked through some challenges several months ago in figuring out exactly what we wanted to pursue as a swinging couple, and what we were comfortable with, the idea of an open marriage, and freedom to go on solo dates, had come up several times. While we aren’t ready to go that far just yet, it was clear after our last play date with Kaila and Conner that our chemistry and trust is continuing to grow with them. Afterwards, Lindsey asked me what I thought about the idea of playing separately with Kaila and Conner, where we could each play solo with the other, rather than as a group, whenever our individual schedules and desires allowed.

While I wasn’t completely opposed to that idea, I thought it might be better to ease into that type of arrangement, possibly with Lindsey and I going on separate dates with Kaila and Conner, but at the same time, as if we were swapping spouses for the night. Lindsey loved the idea, and she eventually suggested it to Conner. Conner was immediately down for it, and while Kaila was a little more apprehensive, she eventually agreed that it sounded intriguing. Read more »

A Failed Wager [MF]

It was one of those days. The day of reckoning, the hour had come for Manchester United and Therese was by no means missing it for the world. She had already texted Aaron the night before excitedly about the game against Spain and now that the day of the World Cup approached, they were more than ready with tickets already secured for the match.

Therese had gotten ready to show her support with her pale blonde locks, eyes that sparkled like pearls and team shirt and it did not take long for her boyfriend to swing by before they were well on their way swinging through roads here and there to stumble upon the stadium which was already filled to the brim,

“You reckon there’s gonna be a lot of people.” She posed the question him raising an eyebrow. He almost laughed in response as they stepped out of the car shaking his head. The girl could really be something else at times. “Babe, do you see the amount of people. Obviously, don’t worry though, I got us front-row tickets.” Read more »

[FFM] Fucked a wife with a strap-on while her husband watched, tied up

I met them through a friend. They called themselves swingers, though the husband was more interested in getting cucked, so I’m not sure if that definition still stands. But I was more than happy to fulfill his fantasy. It was my pleasure, really. His wife was gorgeous. She’d done modeling in the past. Absolutely beautiful.

So I meet them at a hotel. The guy’s fantasy is to be tied up nude. Unable to get off at all. So we tie him to a chair, his dick out, already rising. He was pretty big, which was kinda surprising to me. The wife kissed him, kissed his prick. That was the last time for about the next hour that she’d touch him.

We got on the bed in front of him, started kissing, stripping. We had a dress code of black lingerie. God she was stunning. Fit, very nice plump ass, great tits. I was all over them. I remember her giggles and laughs as I kissed all over her body. Read more »

(PART 2) I [M] worked as a busboy at the hottest sorority [F] house on campus

Thank you for all the praise and feedback on my first post! If you haven’t already read part one of the story, I definitely recommend you go do so [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qqj36m/i_m_worked_as_a_busboy_at_the_hottest_sorority_f/). It’ll set the context for a lot of what’s to come, and today I’ll pick up right where that first story left off. Enjoy!

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I finished up my shift, locked the back door to the kitchen, and started to walk home. I couldn’t stop thinking about Jazmine’s ass. Did that really just happen? It was already around 10pm and I hadn’t checked my phone in a while, so I pulled it from my bag and saw I had a few notifications. Nothing major, just some Snaps, a few missed spam calls, and some unread texts. I saw a text from a number I didn’t recognize, and it read, “Hey busboy it’s Jazmine. I’m at Hammerhouse [a local college bar], you should come.”

I tried to play it cool and responded, “Sounds like a fun time. I just got out of work and need to shower. How long are you gonna be there?”

“At least until 12 for ladies night.”

“Perfect, I’ll see you there in a bit.” Read more »

A Sub for Dinner, Part 3

“You. Have. GOT. To be kidding me!” She said through a laugh as her suitcase hit the floor.

“Nope,” I teased, putting my arm around her waist and pulling her up beside me. “I TOLD you I got an extra sturdy 4 poster bed that we’d have to put through its paces. You know, to make sure it’s good and sturdy.”

“That is NOT what I’m talking about and you KNOW it,” she laughed as she poked me in the side. “I’m talking about THAT,” she pointed. “THAT right there! WHO is THAT for??”

I turned her to face me, putting both hands on her hips before wrapping them around and pulling her up against me. “THAT, my dear, is for YOU.” I kissed her long and deep, then she pulled her head back, turning to look at the swing, and laughed, eyes wide with wonder as she bit her bottom lip. Fuck, I loved it when she did that. I wonder if she knew just how much that little action drove me crazy.

“How do I even get in that thing? I’ve never used one before!” She said. Read more »

Milking Table [MF]

So this past weekend the wife and I explored a new kink. Obviously from the title the kink was a milking table. What made this so great was my wife bought everything and manufactured the set up for it.

Friday night was the first try out. She came out wearing one of my favorite red lingerie outfits. A red collar with a delicate chain running between her perfect tits attaching to a waist belt. Along with a soft red open thong which framed her smooth pussy. I was already hard as I slid my cock through the hole and she climbed under. I airplayed some cock worship videos I found as I felt her teasing me under the table. The anticipation of what touch/sensation I was going to feel next made me so hot. I asked her to play with herself as she did what she wanted with my cock. As this was my first time on the table I didn’t want to cum so I got up and had her lay back as I fingered and ate her wet pussy. Eventually we moved to our closet and our sex swing. Lots of sucking and fucking until I came inside her and rubbed it on her pussy as it leaked out. Read more »