Tag: Swingers

I break my promise for my Sister in Law [MF] – TC20(11)

Hello readers! We are TC20, a married couple with alot of wild adventures to share. We have been swinging for almost 7 years now, and we have been married for 5 years. We have posted 2 stories regarding my sister in law Anika so far. This is the 3rd installment.

After our first encounter, we promised to keep it at that and move on. We were actually doing well with it. We became closer friends. We were not uncomfortable to acknowledge what happened. But we kept the topic at a minimum. Me and Anika became much closer since then. She would share details of her dating life, or guys she has a crush on. I would share some of my experience and stories with her time to time. But with time, i realized i was still craving for her. I wasn’t exactly done with her. I needed to fuck her good in various positions. I could guess that she was craving for my cock too but we avoided any approach to avoid any uncomfortable situation. But it changed one night through our chat. Read more »

Craigslist Success: The Married Teacher [MF]

This happened about 7 years ago, and while not the first time crossing the lines physically outside of my marriage, it was the first time I had sex with a woman other than my wife. To make sure this point is clear, I lost my virginity to my wife while we were dating and then went on to marry her. So up until this story, she was the only woman I’d ever had sex with.

I had been toying with the idea of finding a friend with benefits for a while, and had met up with a few women here and there, but none of them seemed to be what I was really looking for, and aside from some make out sessions, fingering, and blow jobs I was still looking for someone. I ended up posting an ad on Craigslist and I was brutally honest with where I was. I indicated I was married, and tired of being alone. Read more »

Back Room Fights 1.5: Barb vs John (Mixed MMA) [Str8] [MF]

“All right folks, we’ve had a night of great fights so far but I think this last fight will be a real treat. We have a grudge match between a man and his ex wife. The ex wife doesn’t like how his much younger girlfriend has been posting pictures of the two of them on social media. When words couldn’t reach a conclusion the two decided to resolve their differences in the ring. The fight will be MMA style and will continue in rounds until a fighter submits or is out cold. The winner will receive a cash prize as well as twenty minutes to perform whatever sexual act they want on the loser.” Most of the crowd were deep into their cups at this point of the night but still let out a cheer for the terms of the fight. “Now in the red corner. She is 5’8’’, 185 lbs, and 38 years old. Everyone give it up for the newly ex-housewife Barb!” Read more »

Craigslist Success: The Panty Selling Couple [MMF]

I’ve shared in previous stories that I have a used panty fetish. I love getting a pair of used panties from a woman, but with being married, this isn’t something where I can just jump on the panty selling reddits and select from the menu and have them delivered to my door. So I attempt to find local women, willing to sell me their panties. This story took place roughly 5 years ago. I had posted my normal ad on Craigslist looking for local women willing to sell me their panties.

I got a reply that kind of intrigued me. It was from a guy named Tom offering to sell his wife Cindy’s panties to me. Now normally I wouldn’t go for this, because I want to interact and buy directly from the woman. I don’t have a problem with her being married, but I do want to make sure that she’s consenting to me having her panties, and of course I want the panties to be worn to our meet up and taken off during our time together. Read more »

Threesome at a reunion [ elevator sex] [mmf]

Rafy willed her hands to stay steady as she drew long cat eyes with her liquid eye liner. Happy with the result, she stepped back to get a final look at herself. Dressed in a black halter gown, the low back leaving her naked, till her just above her tail bone. Her short bob hair showed off the nape of her neck to perfection, and her pilates helped accentuate her back muscles, in the black dress. She parted the thigh high slit on her gown, and looked down at the gash of naked flesh in satisfaction.

She felt ready.

It was time to head out to her college reunion. Sure, it had been 20 years since they had all been 21, and yet she felt the same way, as she did on the first day in college, that first lecture in arts, and mass communication. Butterflies.

She cast a last glance at herself, and hoped Tim was there to see what he had missed out on. Tim had been her ex-boyfriend, and now he was a fashion editor with a moderately famous fashion magazine. Nothing too fancy, and she had been disappointed with his middling professional success, but when she saw his Facebook profile picture, she realised, he still had that boyish grin, she had fallen for. And that would do for the night; a middle aged, ex-boyfriend, with a boyish grin. Read more »

She told me to fuck her in her Halloween makeup and costume — after finding out why, I couldn’t say no. [FM]

Prior adventures that are somewhat related:

I [M] got to watch a long-term flirt have passionate sex after not seeing her for a few years. [FF] [FM] from gonewildstories

I [25/M] fucked the hot bartender [27/F] after she demanded it (not that I was complaining) [FM] (long-ish) from gonewildstories

I got a blowjob from a bottle service girl in the back room of a nightclub. [FM] from gonewildstories

(skip to &&&& for the naughty stuff)

I’ll set the scene: I was DJing a bottle service nightclub on a Friday of Halloween Weekend in 2014, and it’s a wild night. Sparklers, glowing bottles, CO2 cannons, it’s great. The club was packed with bachelor and bachelorette parties, there was a dozen and a half other tables going crazy — and with it being Halloween Weekend, it was even more debaucherous than usual. Holidays always bring out the nutters (St Pats, Halloween, NYE, Thanksgiving Eve are the terrible foursome). Read more »

[F]23 My ex made me fuck strangers on tinder until I became an addict

I met my ex when I was 18, I only had 2 bfs before him, I wasn’t a virgin but I had almost no experience, he was into some crazy kinky shit, bdsm, swinging and I did not know nothing about it until after we were together, It started slow with him just making me his submissive, tying me up and using toys on me until I would literally beg him to fuck me, playing rough, forcing me to swallow his cum time and time again until I became a cumslut (because when we met I hated the taste of cum) now I literally cannot live without it, he trained me until one day he asked me to go to a local swingers club and after rejecting the idea a few times I finally went and got fuck by 2 different dudes that night and I was hooked, I was 19 and every single one of the guys in that club wanted to fuck me, i am a petite latina with an innocent face (check out my profile) well after all of those experiences my bf and i started to play these games, one of them was to fuck strangers on tinder on the first date, i really didn’t want to do it because I didn’t want a family member or someone that i knew to see me on tinder when they all knew that i had a “serious” bf at the time (trying to hide the fact that im a slut) but after some convincing i did it anyway and i went on tinder dates, And yes I fuck almost all of them on the first date, me and my ex bf broke up after he moved out of town for work and I kept on doing it even when he first moved out of town that we where technically still “together” sometimes I wouldn’t even answer his calls because i was getting fucked by some random tinder guy. so far I’ve fucked 24 tinder guys on the first date and i just cant help it. i cant stop doing it there is no way back for me…

The Preacher, The Doctor, and the Whorehouse of Horror (Post-apocalyptic, Zombies) [Dubious Consent/Non Consent of Undead] [Violent] [Strangulation/Turning] [Masturbation]

(Author’s note: I like horror movies and zombie movies especially. I wrote this after watching Dead Girl. If you like this story, I highly recommend that movie. I recognize that this is a controversial plot. I found it difficult to write and I’m hoping it’s just as difficult to read. I’m genuinely nervous about posting this. Good Luck!)

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What would you think if I told you that I knew a place which specializes in extreme fetishes? Would you be curious? Offended? Would you warn me about the moral ramifications of even being aware of such debauchery? Would you wanna visit it with me? These are the responses I would expect of the initial question. Usually though, the response is, “Which fetishes?”

The interest obvious on their faces as I describe the completely true, twisted, and fucked up sexual escapades that I’ve personally witnessed. What’s more disturbing is that I know of at least one of these houses in each state of what used to be the good ol’ US of A. Read more »

Reopening Old Wounds (part one) [No Sex – setting up the characters]

I made it through the flight, which was one of my worst fears, and called my husband to let him know I arrived safely. But arriving in a brand new country alone was a little overwhelming for me. I went to my hotel and changed out of my shabby travel clothes and into something more appropriate for meeting a friend I’ve known for over a decade.

I had two outfits to choose from for our initial meeting and I ended up choosing the distressed red denim skirt, a sleeveless black shirt with strategic slashes down the back, going just about from the neck to my waist, and more slashes along the neck, down to about where my boobs were, with a graphic of Freddy Krueger’s glove coming up from the bottom hem with blood splatters all over it, a pair of black thigh high stockings, boots, and a white button up top, which wasn’t buttoned but tied at the front. I did my makeup and hair, ensuring my long, blood red curls with black roots were all in their appropriate places and not a wild mane like it normally was, and topped the look off with a dusty old brown fedora. Read more »

Lipstick

This color I wear for you, not because it shapes my lips, although it does that nicely.  I don’t wear it to be noticed, men discreetly watch my mouth without me needing to draw it the color of ripe plums. They watch, hoping that if I part my mouth just so it will become an invitation to enter, but it is a private party for one. 

I wear it to remind you of what I will do to you in the quiet hours when all the rest of our world sleeps. When all the chaos and mistakes fade into oblivion, you can just be you and let your guard down for a moment. Melting into my skin, first your fingers, then your soft lips. Mine parting with a soft gasp, encouraging, dragging fingers across your shoulder, down your arms pulling you closer to my body. There is a comfort there, a knowing. You are safe with me. You can take what you need and I will still smile at you in the morning.  Read more »