(f)ucked one of (M)y best friend’s dad

I feel like my life is made up of me hurtling from questionable decision to questionable decision. This past Friday night was my most recent questionable decision.

About me, I’m 20, 5″7 and I mostly wear a size 2 or 4. My bust size is 32C and I have brown almost black shoulder length hair and brown eyes on a wide friendly face. I do pretty well with the guys. I was fairly popular in high school but I messed around too much and end up with no real prospects. While basically all of my friends went to college, I took a few classes at my local community college with the intent of going to a normal place after a year or two and worked a few different jobs. I didn’t even last a semester at the community college and I currently work at a Target about five miles from where I grew up (was too embarressed to work at the closest one). I’ve stubbornly kept my own place (well, with roommates) which is probably not the smartest decision ever when you are living paycheck to paycheck but I’d rather die than still be living with either of my parents.

Desires Cancun Mexico

True Story. Not group sex per se but certainly nudity and sex in a general group.

I had been trying to get my wife to agree to going to a resort where nudity was allowed. I kept telling her that if she did not feel comfortable she did not have to be naked at these places. My hope was that I could at least convince her to go topless after a day in the sun and drinking. She eventually said she would think about it so I sent her links to various clothing optional resorts, mostly outside the U.S. to limit the chance of running into someone we know. To my surprise she agreed to go and picked Desire’s near Cancun, Mexico.

When we got there everyone was completely naked. Not a single dressed or topless person. Everyone was completely naked but acted as if everything was normal, hanging out at the pool, grabbing lunch, and playing volleyball. There were no sexual overtones to it. My wife got naked immediately. She actually seemed more comfortable with it than I did. Then came dinner where people got dressed up but in very sexual clothing. Take the same woman completely naked swimming in the pool with no sexual overtones and then put her in a sexy see-thru dress and suddenly it feels scandalous.

[M]y first time at a gang bang

TL:DR Rambling story of a gang bang. Probably too much time spent explaining the scene and not enough action. Like an EDM song that never drops the beat.

This is my first story on here. It was a cool experience in my life and I recommend that you go out and try something similar one day. This is a true story. The core of it, I remember well. The details of what happened around me are probably a mix of what happened that night and what happened on other occasions at this same place.

I’m a normal looking guy. I could describe myself, but lets be honest. If you are a dude, you are going to put yourself as the star of the story anyway. And you should be the star of every story. Go enjoy life. I have been to swinger clubs in Europe several times. Normally, I bring a woman with me. We usually don’t swap. It might sound weird, but you can have a crazy sex life at swinger clubs and not fuck a lot of people. This time, however, I went alone. I was in a casual FWB relationship. No cheating for me. I even asked her if she wanted to come. The answer was the normal one that women give to that question. She smiled, looked me in the eyes, and said, “I … um … maybe? … no? … next time … maybe?” I always say, “if you change your mind, let me know.” I have asked a few different women and it usually goes like that. This is not something that I would pressure a woman into, even if she seems to want to go.

[M]arried business man, [F]un, but without tinder this time. Part 5 – the dancer (long)

I’m typing this from my mobile so I apologize for typos and formatting errors ahead of time.

This particular night started out perfect. My wife told me she wanted to go out for drinks and have a little fun. Our work weeks are always stressful so I was looking forward to enjoying my wife’s company. My wife is 5’6 110 lbs, very petite, has long wavy dark hair and a beautiful smile. Her body is gorgeous (she is a lifestyle coach/personal trainer and owns her own gym). S, needless to say I had a pep in my step on the way home knowing I was going to get to see my wife in something sexy tonight.

Surprise window sex with my wife in a hotel

This past weekend my wife Allison and I traveled a few states over for a family reunion. Her moms side of the family is quite large so it always turns into a circus trying to coordinate with so many people. She knows my disdain for events like this, but I put on a happy face and go because she enjoys them. The first day there was just as expected, tons of probing questions from the aunts and uncles, when we will have kids etc. That evening since we were tired from traveling we decided to skip out on the various groups of people going to different places to eat and head to the hotel. We went up to the room for a little bit to get settled in, and then I left to go grab us some food from down the street.

Short story o[f] a horny wife

My wife and I have read a few of the stories on here (me more than her) and get turned on at the prospect of many of the things you guys post about. We have posted a few pictures here and there of her, but I wanted to share a story that happened not too long ago.

A little background first: We have been to a swingers club but didn’t have a super great experience. We fantasy and dirty talk in bed, but have never actually acted out our MFM or FFM fantasies, nor have we gotten very far in planning anything. The swingers bar was just “to check out the lifestyle”. It was interesting night.

You can read the writeup here:

https://www.reddit.com/r/Swingers/comments/32297p/first_experience_trying_out_the_lifestyle/

My [28/M] wife [28/F] and I’s first threesome, with a beautiful girl [25/F] in Hawaii. Long but great read we promise.

So I’m not sure if people will enjoy this story or not, but it’s 100% true and is the hottest sexual experience of mine or my wife’s lives. I’m no big erotica writer but made it all the way through high school and college English so I’ll give it my best shot. Bear with me and enjoy…I promise it’ll pay off if you keep reading. (To skip to the good stuff ctrl+F to “Sabria”)

My wife Jess and I have been together on and off since college. I think we played it smart. We met at 19, fell in love hard and fast, but took things slow. We partied a lot in college, did our own thing when we felt like it, and didn’t put a lot of rules on each other.

We had the usual bumps in the road, including a few “breaks” that lasted a few months in duration and allowed us both to sow our wild oats and kind of “explore” other people.

But I always knew she was “the one.” And vice versa. We finally got engaged last year and married this April. We went on a nice 10 day trip to Hawaii for our honeymoon and had a fucking blast. We always have a blast with each other…it’s always been that way.

STRANGER MAGIC

(Older Work/ Not Clean but 3rd draft material)

STRANGER MAGIC

PRELUDE

If you were a more daring tourist you might venture out on foot from the never ending party of Bourbon Street, and in a couple of blocks you would feel the poverty and taste a bite of fear. Men and women who come from a different world than you would stand and look at you from black faces and white eyes. The sound of Jazz would still be in the air but it would not be the tight rehearsed sound of the French Quarter you just left. This sound grinds like sweet gritty pearls on you’re ears.
Two blocks deeper and you might wonder if you are still in America. It has all the same traits as any ghetto in America but there is more than just oppression, fear and poverty, there is also a whiff of magic. Signs for magic and voodoo shops can still be seen but not in tourist trap alleys off of Bourbon Street, these places are in small houses with weed strewn postage stamp yards. You would notice the roof patches and boarded windows on the houses stubborn enough to resist Katrina’s rage and the rubble of the houses that did not have the heart or foundation to withstand the surge.
Another block and you are without a doubt lost. Those white eyes have turned from curious glances to hunting stares. If you stopped to get your bearings and understand that danger is not only perceived but a real threat you would seek a refuge, and you would find it in the badly hand painted sign that read Miss Sissie’s Magic and More.
Is this what brought you here? The trepidation is audible in you’re tentative knock on the peeling white door. The voice that answers solidifies that you left the normal world in a foot tall hurricane glass on Bourbon Street.
“Come in Mr Jarmin”, a sultry creole voice almost sings. And you do.

My Mother in Law and I have been meeting each other downstairs while everyone is asleep Part II

Part one
https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4gpsv3/my_mother_in_law_and_i_have_been_meeting_each/

Note: I got Melanie’s age wrong. She’s 46, not 47. Just wanted to put that out there.

I kind of avoided Melanie for the next few days. The morning after our first encounter, I woke up at five thirty on the dot, and the whole house was quiet except for the sound of Melanie getting ready in her room. I heard her footsteps and could I could see in my head Melanie walking back and forth from her closet to her bathroom vanity in nothing but her underwear; I wondered what color her bra and panties were (I hoped a dark blue), and I could see her bra and panties tight against her skin so that her thick meat stood out, leaving marks on her skin when she finally pulled them off when she got home from work. I never realized how much I loved a thick woman; Kathy is tall and thin; Melanie though, she’s got some meat on her.

I laid in bed feeling pathetic, thinking about my mother in law in her underwear, trying to imagine what her naked skin looks like. She was probably freckled and tanned all over. I thought about running my hands over her thick thighs and arms; I thought about pulling her panties to the side and entering her, fucking her raw.

My Mother in Law and I have been meeting each other downstairs while everyone is asleep

So I don’t know how relationships between non-blood relatives are received here, but this has been going on for a few weeks now and I have no one to tell it to. The thought of sharing my story on the

Internet for you guys to read is making me feel the same way I felt with my MIL downstairs, if anyone knows any NSFW story-swapping subreddits I’d love to share this there too. I think story swapping is a new kink of mine.

Anyway, my wife Kathy and I have been together for nine years. We met in high school our senior year, got married last year, pretty young at that. I’ve always maintained a good relationship with her parents, including her mother Melanie. I used to be afraid of Melanie during high school, but I grew out of that quickly. Melanie is sort of controlling, and sometimes even though her heart is in the right place it can seem like she’s not being helpful, but she’s overall a good person and has helped me out a ton. Melanie also has self esteem issues. She’s afraid of growing old and gets botox and lip injections monthly; she’s kind of bitter about it and is the kind of person who watches the Wendy’s commercials and says, “Well you know she doesn’t eat Wendy’s.” Melanie isn’t huge though. Her body type is similar to Melanie Monroe, the porn star, which is why I named her that. She has meaty thighs and a pretty huge chest.