The Extreme Fantasy Business-Part One [FMM,BDSM,Fsub,oral,prost,sadism]

I made sure he could see up my miniskirt while he described his preferences. Most clients that we deal with are either insecure men and you can sense the sex crazed manic in them the moment they walk in. Adrienne was different. He was by all means a complete stud and could probably get any woman he wanted. Not only that but instead of being eager and excited like our usual clientele, Adrienne seemed more frustrated than anything.

“What can we do for you today Adrienne?” asked my boyfriend/boss Ian.

He shuffled nervously. “Uggghh… your flyer said that you guys can um… satisfy the most extreme of fantasies?” His nervousness made him sexy. “It said here that there is limit to what your willing to do to satisfy you..” he stopped talking and awkwardly awaited a response.

“Mr.Panouge” said Ian breaking the silence “Call me A.D.” Adrienne said “A.D. Fantasies Limitless is unique for a call girl service for one simple reason. We. Will do. ANYTHING to ensure our customer is satisfied. You see the girls our company employs have to fit a very specific profile. Every woman in our employment has what we call an “extremist” personality type. They are adrenaline junkies. Not only have the ability to go far beyond the limits of what even the most intense human would say is painful, but the get off on it.”

Dark, Forbidden Fruit, Part 2 [Str8][mf][inc][oral]

I spent my first day of senior year with my heart pounding in my throat, palms clammy, and driven to distraction. Not because my nerves were on edge at the prospect of my high school career coming to a close, but over memories of taking my freshman cousin to school this morning. Recollections of her body, her precocious wit and demon’s tongue clouded my thoughts through all of my classes. It was embarrassing enough going through an entire day at an all-guy’s high school hiding a persistent erection, but add to that the shame of knowing that the arousal was all because of my fucking cousin. At the end of the day I felt like I needed to attend confession and then shower in bleach.

That said, I had no intention of backing down from the plan that had begun to take shape in my mind.

Couples camping with college friends [oral][swing][MFMF]

It had been almost five years since we had gone on a trip without our children, and my wife Shannon was very excited to get away with her best friend Sarah from college. Her friend's husband, Mitch, and I James,got along well and enjoyed similar hobbies so a weekend in the woods with them was going to be a blast.

In college we all enjoyed outdoor trips, mostly car camping with the girls, this time our plan was to hike 15 miles in to a secluded lake with a small water feature where we could set up camp. This meant everything we were bringing had to be carried between the four of us, which meant we were packing as light as possible.

My Little Orgy: Hitachi Orgasms Are Magic! (9M/5F)

So I've been lurking this sub for quite a while hoping that one day I'll be able to tell a real story worthy of the Halls of Gonewildstories. And by Odin's beard that day finally arrived!

For a bit of back-story my part of this journey started a few months back when I stumbled across a post about a successful Redditor orgy in my general vicinity. Seeing as how orgies and group sex in general is a huge fantasy of mine I could not pass up the opportunity to try and get involved. I know that as a single male the odds were stacked against me, but like a certain scoundrel smuggler I never worry about the odds. I messaged the Queen Pervert who organized the event and much to my joyful horniness she replied with an invite to the next event. A few months later, after a few false starts due to flakes/fakes, I found myself in a nice hotel suite with thirteen other beautiful Redditors. And I must say, between my now two Reddit meet-ups (first being completely vanilla) I feel like I can confidently say you all are some consistently attractive people!

My Affair: The Party, Part I (M/F)

This is the fourth in a series. You can read the first three parts here, here and here.

“Soooo … I’ve been invited to a party.”

The message popped up on my screen with no warning. I had been online waiting for Rachel for several hours, but it was getting late and I was about to sign off thinking she wasn’t going to make it on tonight.

I was a little confused by the message. We have a large circle of friends and there’s a party or gathering of some kind just about every weekend if you want to attend. The fact that she had been invited to a party wasn’t in any way remarkable. However, I knew there must be more to this, so I decided to inquire further.

“Oh?,” I replied. “Whose party? I know that Will was thinking of getting some people together, but I don’t think we’re planning on going.”

“No, this isn’t Will’s party,” she wrote. “This is different.”

The then started telling me about her friend Jenn. Apparently I wasn’t the only one that Rachel had been talking to about her sexual frustrations, fantasies and desires. She had been confiding in Jenn, as well. In fact, Jenn knew all about what Rachel and I had been up to these last few months.

Part Two | A unicorn walks into a swingers club [F41 / Lots of M]

Part One

Dale and Lisa knew everyone that works at the club. They were greeted by many as they arrived. Two other women they know also showed up, and we were introduced and commonalities established. It could have been any other location where friends met to hang out, if not for the naked people, porn on the television in the background, the occasional sex act on the couch, and the frequent discussion of who had a big cock or a funny sounding orgasm.

Dale was occasionally attentive and would come by and put a hand on my waist. I watched how he greeted some of the other women, obviously past or current play partners. The vast majority of people there were couples – as far as I could tell, it was only me and the other woman Dale and Lisa introduced me to that were there solo. She and I chatted about dating, being submissive, and her prior experiences at the club.

Despite downing several glasses of sparkling wine, I seemed incapable of getting anything other than a happy buzz. I eventually gave up and focussed on having water, since I had already lost a bit of fluid during our time in the private room.

A unicorn walks into a swingers club (Part 1) [F41 / Lots of M]

[Hi Readers – if you like a set up to a story, read this whole post. If not, and you just want a description of sex acts, scroll down]

I recently ended a relationship and decided become active again on FetLife (and no, you won't find me there using my name). I looked at some old messages between me and a couple "in the lifestyle". They had reached out to me shortly after I joined the site 8 months ago, and we'd talked about meeting but it never worked out. She's bi, and he's straight, probably a decade older than I, they always play together, and they are very well known in swingers circles. They have a reputation for being lovely people and looked like a lot of fun. I'm curious about being with a woman and a couple like them seemed like a good place to start.

After a moment of debate, I sent them a quick note. I told them I was newly single, interested in perhaps going to an event some day soon, and asked them to let me know when they were attending something local. Turned out, they were going to an event in a local sex / swingers club this past Saturday, and suggested I go as well. I had no child and no plans.

Summer Vacation – Day 1 [mf / f / voy / mast]

The last day of school!

After finally extracting myself from tearful friends, endless group hugs, and countless photo poses, I burst out of the doors of my middle school for the final time. I can't believe it, I'm gonna be in high school in the fall! And before then, a summer of complete freedom to spend with my friends to have fun and relax, and recuperate after another gruelling school year.

Well, not total freedom. My swimming practices would continue, and my parents had signed me up for a couple classes throughout the summer … but for the most part, freedom! At 13, nothing was more exciting than the thought of doing whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted, if only for a few months.

My journey home was only a short walk, and soon I was making my way up the driveway of our fairly typical two-storey suburban home – 3 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, a painstakingly manicured front yard and a backyard dominated by my dad's grill and our in-ground swimming pool. I grinned to myself at the thought of the swimming pool – I was gonna spend a LOT of time in its refreshing water this summer! The weather was already perfect for swimming, and I was nearly dressed for the occasion – in shorts and a tanktop, in any event, with floral-patterned sandals on my feet.