Ok, just to preface this my wife and i have been friends with this couple for 11 years, and theres never been any type of flirting or anything leading up to this. So this was completely out of the blue, but all four of us are so elated to reach this level in our friendship, that its been such a truly awesome 3 days.
Tag: Swingers
[M]y Work Wi[f]e
About a year ago, I finally sold out and started working an office job. It’s my first time in about 15 years in an office environment, having fended for myself on the consultancy and contracting vibe, but an opportunity came up that was worth giving up my freedom. I love and hate it, to be truthful.
The environment I work in is about twenty people, and it’s within the arts, and thus dominated by women. I have my own office, and just outside that is my admin girl. Not a secretary, not officially my assistant (L), but I’ve definitely co-opted her for my own use. The running joke in the office is that she’s my work wife, and I, her work husband. (L) came up with that terminology herself, which I was always just the teeniest bit uncomfortable with. The rest of the office has been using it was well. Stranger still, to me, is that she even introduced me to her actual husband as her work husband. I could tell by the look on his face he fucking hated it.
[group] Summer Camp Part 5 (take 2)
(For previous parts, [click here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8w7sgm/ff_summer_camp_part_4/?st=JJ9G9XAT&sh=5386dfe4) and they go all the way back to part 1.)
(Last time it was SD’s story, but this time it’s my perspective, along with some of Alexa and SD. And I apologize because this one will be longer than the previous posts.)
Bell had just told me what SD and Alexa did after breakfast, and I couldn’t believe it. SD confirmed everything at the lunch table, and it was still hard to believe. That’s when Alexa came over to our table and gave SD the evil eye, so maybe it did happen. Either way we were cutting up and laughing, and didn’t even notice how long time had passed, because lunch was already over and it was time for the next classes. Before we started cleaning up, Alexa stopped us.
Alexa: “Before you three go to class, I have something for you three. How would you like to participate in a poker game tonight?”
Bell: “Poker? As in with chips and everything?”
Alexa: “Yeah. Me and my bunkmates are bored at night, so we usually play poker. We are bored of playing each other, so how about it?”
Basement Gloryholes are for winners [MF]
I became inspired by another Gloryhole post this morning to share my story as well, and it also being a favorite event of mine I was already eager to post this one so here we go!
The night begins with me getting home after a very heavy drinking Vegas trip and starting to chill online for the night. As most nights at the time I ended up on Craigslist going through the casual encounters. One that I notice right away is a brand new post offering a sheet Gloryhole setup in my neighboring town of Oakland. I hit her up, and we immediately moved over to Kik and set up a time to swing by. After a quick shower I’m on BART and making my way to the Station near by the address.
On the train I had that moment of panic and doubt about how legit this was and what I’ve gotten myself into. Is it actually a woman or am I beginning catfished, how far I’m in to a part of Oakland that I’m not familiar with so on and so forth. I was about to take my train back and send a message saying I wouldn’t make it in time when she had sent me something as I was typing. I wish I still had the exchange saved, but it was along the lines of the last dude bailed and how far away I was. For some reason this gave me the push to make my way down the block and to the place.
Rando[M] [Group] [F]un at a Swingers Club
It all began on a Friday evening where my husband and I spontaneously decided to attend a lifestyle club while in Europe. Here they are referred to as liberal clubs. We are in a country where only I (wife) speak the language. Prior to entering the club we discussed our rules. No soft or full swap. Only together, touching is ok. Our rules are intended to get our feet wet in the lifestyle rather than diving head first and doing something we may not be full 100 % sure of.
As we enter the doors of this club we are taken on a tour of the place. Pools, huge red playroom, BDSM room, glory hole room, Jacuzzi, shower, two bars, a dance floor and an outside patio area with seating.
We head straight for the bar, grabbing our two drinks to start the night. We sit outside people watching. We observe the conversation amongst couples. For mostly trying to pick up on The Vibes exchanged amongst couples in order to better understand how to sort of find what we’re looking for. Now we didn’t come into this club expecting to swap. We didn’t come into this expecting to do anything at all really. We came to have a good time to talk to like-minded people and maybe find someone we click with that we could possibly swap or play with one day.
[MF] The Darling slut of New Orleans, Part 2
After that insanely good Friday night, I was buzzing all Saturday morning. No matter what, my New Orleans trip was going to be a success.
I checked a few messages with other potential partners, but all I was getting was either honest answers of how they weren’t going to make it out, or hints of ghosting. And because I fucked Darling raw the night before, there was only one girl that I was going to be able to fuck without condoms until my next doctor’s visit.
But Saturday, she was feeling Droppy.
Intense sex is a drug. It’s the most natural drug possible, but it’s a drug. It’s a massive release of adrenaline and dopamine and any other feel-good chemical your body has. So while you might feel high and pleasant after a good fuck, you might also feel that counter-swing into a mild depression or hangover. In BDSM, that’s called being Droppy. I only learned the name for this sensation about a year ago myself.
Dominating the Asian Tease Chapter 2 [trigger warning][non-consent][forced MFM][fiction]
Let me preface by saying, I know I’m a terrible person, I really do!! But if you’re curious about Chapter 1 you can find it in my profile.
NON-CON! Don’t read please if you don’t like this type of stories.
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Chapter 2
Rape was something you heard about on the news, not something you should have experience with. It was hard to reconcile herself to the fact that it’d happened to her.
Ruby paid for her groceries and listlessly loaded everything into her trunk. It was a hot summer day, her favourite kind of weather, but she had abandoned her usual skimpy bodysuit and short skirts in favour of the oversized baggy T-shirt and jeans.
Throughout high school, college, and adulthood, Ruby had always thought women had all the power. Boys—men were just so *damned* stupid. Dangled a feminine body in front of them and they chased around it like dogs chased their own tails. Ruby especially loved to let them think they could have a piece of her, only to reject and taunt them at the last moment. They were always too meek and timid to do anything other than accepting their stupidity. The pushovers, jeeez.
Dominating the Asian Tease Chapter 2 [trigger warning][non-consent][forced MFM][fiction]
Let me preface by saying, I know I’m a terrible person, I really do!! But if you’re curious about Chapter 1 you can find it in my profile.
NON-CON! Don’t read please if you don’t like this type of stories.
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Chapter 2
Rape was something you heard about on the news, not something you should have experience with. It was hard to reconcile herself to the fact that it’d happened to her.
Ruby paid for her groceries and listlessly loaded everything into her trunk. It was a hot summer day, her favourite kind of weather, but she had abandoned her usual skimpy bodysuit and short skirts in favour of the oversized baggy T-shirt and jeans.
Throughout high school, college, and adulthood, Ruby had always thought women had all the power. Boys—men were just so *damned* stupid. Dangled a feminine body in front of them and they chased around it like dogs chased their own tails. Ruby especially loved to let them think they could have a piece of her, only to reject and taunt them at the last moment. They were always too meek and timid to do anything other than accepting their stupidity. The pushovers, jeeez.
Sex in the Sunroom – Penny and I #4 (MF, semi public)
Penny didn’t have a lot of sexual fantasies, but one that she did have was to have sex in our sunroom. From what I could tell, it was really the tip of a larger fantasy – she wanted to have sex outside. She told me that the sunroom would be good, because it was still sorta outside and not liable to get us caught or seen. This was clearly something that we would have to explore further and push boundaries a bit, but for now, I was going to get ready for tonight. A sunroom is obviously, all windows, and while it jutted out into our backyard, and the backyard was fairly well enclosed, it wasn’t perfect. Off the back, the widest section, we were good, trees and bushes did the job well. It was the sides that was the issue. Fortunately, for one side, I merely pulled the swing that we had to that side of the deck and line of sight was blocked fairly nicely. The other side was a bit more tricky. While there was absolutely minimal sight lines, I didn’t exactly want to add in any awkwardness between us and our neighbours on the off-chance that they looked over in the exact place that they would have to. Now I could just stack a bunch of stuff on top of each other, but that would be a mite suspicious. So looking around the backyard, I decided to pull the bbq up to the door, it was pretty tall, and it just looked like we had been bbq’ing while it had been raining. It wasn’t perfect, but I’m sure it would do. That being done, I brought the air mattress into the sunroom, pumped it up and covered it with a sheet. Now to wait for the sun to go down.
Losing my [M] virginity – not how I imagined it would happen, but better. Long.
I’m not a writer, in fact, English is my second language and this happened about 15 years ago so I hope I can do this story justice.
Some background: I immigrated to the US as a small kid and would go back to my country of birth during summer breaks in high school. My parents lived there and I lived with one of my siblings in the US. This took place during one of those visits back home after I had finished my junior year. A bit about me: at the time I was about six feel tall (I’m 6’2” now), average build on the slender side, blonde hair, blue eyes, and fairly outgoing. Like many teens, I had some acne and acted like the immature teenager I was while around friends.
During these visits, my days mostly consisted of hanging out with my old friends from my neighborhood and people I went to school with while I lived there a few years back. I always went there with a decent amount of cash since I worked a part time job during the school year so I had the means to go out and party a bit. More like all the time haha During summer break when everyone is out of school and it’s warm out, teenagers tend to do a lot of hanging out at night, going to disco’s (night club equivalent), bars, etc. and chasing tail.