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Manwhore adventures cont. [mf] [cheating]

So. The sister Kate.

Here is the story of how we finally got together.

I guess she was super pissed when she found out I got with her sister. Which why should she be? We were never exclusive I was fuckin married. She was pretty free with her self and dudes. Do your thing girl. No judgement.

But I remember going to this club in our town. I meet her with some dude and her sister and the roommates there. Nothing happened. Kate just kissed me in front of her dude. Okay. But I am sure she went home and fucked him. Good for her. Great for him.

A few days later we went to the girls house. But now they moved into a bigger place. And they have a basement type room that we just gathered in. No furniture in there so we just all sat on the ground in a big circle. We had a kegger there and I was getting my fill. I didn’t really eat that day so I was feeling it pretty good. A few more red cups and I started to feel a rumble. Okay. Drink some more. Then more rumbling. Okay. Something’s gunna happen. There it is. I jump up and can’t make it upstairs. I puke down there. Hahaha. It was just beer and bear foam. But it was a lot. I mean. I drank a shitload of keg beer. One big flush. Then a pause. Was it over. Nope. Here is some more. Hahhaa. Read more »

Fingered my girlfriend while her friends and roommates were in the other room [MF]

This happened on Friday afternoon. And 100% of this story is true.

My girlfriend (let’s call her A) and I were done with classes for the day. I was gone for four weeks on a trip the previous month so naturally we couldn’t get enough of each other since I get back.

To describe us, I am Male, 22 years old, 5’8, 140 lbs, in pretty good shape (six pack outline), jet black hair, and I have a pretty average dick (6 inches with average girth). A is also 5’8, 20, 150 lbs, has D cup tits, a beautiful ass, curly brown hair that goes past her shoulders, and an unbelievably sweet smile. She is the definition of thicc.

We headed back to her apartment around 2 PM and went into her room. Her and I made some small talk and as soon as I started kissing her stomach, I heard the door swing open and one of her friends yell, “Hey A!” I heard loud voices and excited chatter and knew it was her entire squad and roommates. Apparently they were hanging out at someone else’s apartment and were kicked out and came here because the other roommate wanted to sleep. Read more »

Return to the swingers club, first time not for work [Group] [Long]

As last time I hope my English and writing isn’t too bad. I am neither a practiced writer, nor is English my language. After I posted my [last and first story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6yxxy9/my_bosses_swinger_wife_mf/) someone in the comments said, they’d like to hear more if i had more stories.

After the encounter with my bosses wife, Mary, I didn’t go back to the swinger club in a private capacity at first. I worked there a couple of times, whenever my boss needed an extra security/ bouncer present. As much as I wanted to go back, the thought of having to kick out or to restrain people or their partners I have had sexual relation with, kept me from doing it. Plus I was busy with my job and studies at university.

It was a few months later, that I got a new girlfriend, Lisa, another student from my university. I had hidden the fact I worked at a strip club and some times at a swingers club. As I thought it would needlessly drive her away. After a while though she found out, and was less pissed about my workplaces as about me lying. In fact she surprisingly interested in the swingers club. Ashe kept asking me things about it. As I later found out her parents were active in the lifestyle, but it wasn’t a topic one would necessarily want to broach with one’s parents. Read more »

[MF] A Cold Summers Night

It had been a long, hot day when Ethan got back into the house. This was to be expected – after all summer in Queensland is typically on the wrong side of 35 degrees for comfort. He brushed the dirt off his boots and took them off and placed them on the patio. The patio was well weathered, in desperate need of a coat of paint, but had that country charm that is so often associated with older houses of its generation.

“I’ll add paint the patio to the list” Ethan murmured to himself as he ran his rough hands down the grey, splintering column next to his boots. “And probably a good sanding too.”

Looking out across the front paddock that stretched to the main road at the end of the long driveway, he could just stand there and smile. It had been a good season so far with plenty of rain and corn was over head height with a good chance of getting a decent yield for once. Turning towards the front door his nose was the first thing to turn off from the day – alerted by a smell of fresh bread drifting out of the kitchen. Ethan walked down the hall, his mismatched sock covered feet making little noise on the polished hardwood floors. Halfway down the hall, walking past dozens of photos hanging on the wooden walls put there by three generations, Ethan turned the corner into the study, or as Emma called it – her “Sanctuary”. Read more »

My first meet-up with a female Redditor, in busy London, with some [groping]

This is a story from my first reddit meet up. So I had made a post called the sleeping beauty fantasy (I will explain what the sleeping beauty fantasy involved in another post with Emily, we met 2 times) which Emily responded to and wanted to partake it. While talking we mentioned other fetishes and fantasies, we started to talk about groping. As we were going to meet in public (for security reasons, which i always do) before our sleeping beauty fantasy we suggested, that if we were comfortable then we could have a discreet public grope. We met in public in a very busy area in London. She is 5’7, big blue eyes with a cute smile, straight red hair; she was wearing black leggings, with a short skirt, a long black coat and woolly jumper. We greeted each other and she asked if I wanted to start, I said yes. The plan was for her to sit down in photome booth (basically a booth where you can take passport photo’s with a curtain, I suggested this as I have done this before with a friend and as far as I know we didn’t get caught). Read more »

[MF,MF] Strangers in the Rain

Steph closed her book and placed it on the dash. The light was starting to dim now in the late afternoon as the car moved along the highway, the light flicking as they passed trees and tall fields of sugar cane. Looking out the window there was the occassional flash of lightning off in the distance. She looked across at Zack who was looking forward at the road, casually leaning back in the driver’s seat with one hand on the 12 o’clock position on the wheel.

“Finished your book?” Zack asked.

“No, just finished the chapter. It’s getting too dark to read now. How are you going?” Steph asked.

“By car.” Zack laughed. Steph did not. Sensing the joke bombed, Zack continued. “I’m going well, sun’s been off the car now for some time now and at least it isn’t so hot coming in through the windows. We’re only about 150kms away from the hotel now so couple of hours and we’ll be there. Pretty sure it will rain before then though”.

Steph looked around the outside of the car. It has certainly been a hot day – almost 43 degrees at one point, so she figured a good thunderstorm would be a welcome change. Read more »

My bosses swinger wife [MF]

So this my first post after lurking for some time. I hope my English and writing isn’t too bad. As I am neither a writer with any practice, nor that good at English.

My life and my sex life used to be pretty vanilla, before I started a side-job. I had a few girlfriends and even a random one night stand once, but life got pretty interesting during my mid-twenties.

I worked as a security guard and bouncer in a couple of clubs, to help pay my way through university. One of the owners, Chris, liked me, so he got me a fixed position, as I was working on an on-demand basis before that.

This position was at a strip club. The money was good, so I was happy about it. I worked there for some time and then one day out of the blue Chris asked me, if I could maybe fill in at one of his other clubs. He was planning an event there, but didn’t have enough guys for security. I obliged as I was happy about the bonus I was offered, because my rent was due. Read more »

My Discipline – Part 5 [MF/f] [Humiliation] [Anal]

(I fully recognize that this is an odd and likely niche kink on my part. I don’t fully understand it myself, but there is something cathartic for me in getting it typed out so I can explore my own thoughts and feelings. This is a completely fictional story, and love it or hate it, it’s helping me process things. So thank you for reading, and I am always open to feedback)

As things progressed and my parents were forced to escalate my discipline again because I kept acting out. I got a new kind of spanking. It wasn’t on my boobs, although I got those with relative frequency now. For this spanking mom had me fully naked in the living room before dinner. Timmy watched with his typical excitement as he saw his older sister stripped of every stitch of clothing. I had to bend over the arm of the couch. Mom said “pull your butt cheeks apart”. I heaitated but did as she said. I could feel the room air on my anus and the back of my pussy which made me feel extra exposed. Read more »

My Little Brother’s Girlfriend [MF] [Oral] [Anal]

I leave my room and head to the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. As I hurry through the den I see my little brother on the couch, his girlfriend is next to him, her legs draped over his lap. I had come home from college to watch the house while our parents were out of town, and being the cool older brother I am, had agreed to let Dan have Jenna stay over night. They are seniors in high school after all, and I remember how hard it was to get in some good alone time. I duck quickly into the bathroom and get into the shower.

As I bathe, my thoughts turn to Jenna, admittedly not for the first time. I recall the young latina lounging on the couch. Her dark, smooth legs were quite visible in the shorts she’s wearing. Her breasts, a respectable b cup if I had to guess, had been complimented well by her tight shirt.

I grin and touch my stiffening cock absentmindedly. I had passed through the room fast, but had I not seen her eyes move behind her glasses, passing over my bare chest? Wishful thinking perhaps, which speaking of… Read more »