The [F]iance – [M]aking Do

See my other stories for context. I had a request to share her stories. Unsurprisingly, she was super into it and was happy to call me during lunch to help me re-live this one (she’s only brought it up several times in the past year). With her approval, I share to all of you:

It was a very interesting week with her fiancé, Jake, and Ellie had mixed feelings about returning to California and lock down, only to be lost in her thoughts. She had just found out Jake hooked up with a married couple for a weekend and wanted more. Ellie was always open about sex but hearing about Jake being with another woman and another man, she was really mad. The worst part: she was also completely turned on. When Jake told her in detail what it felt like to have another man fuck him up his ass, her pussy gushed. Maybe that meant the two of them, both depraved in their own ways, were truly meant for each other.

[M]y [F]ucktoy – Opportunity Hits

As you’ll read, an opportunity too good to pass up came about with Cindy. Unfortunately for all of us, they’re away most of the weekend and next week, so no family dinner and no adventures for a while. I’ll keep writing and focus on some of the other sharing I’ve been doing.

Cindy was starting to text more. We had awakened a monster, and not that I am complaining, but I thought this would be a good time to focus on work and remind her I decide when and where she gets off. The plan was to push her off until family dinner, tease her a bit, then wait until next week to be alone with her again. Of course, as all good plans go, this one blew up Wednesday around lunch.

“Jake, Paul’s heading to New York tonight for a meeting. He’ll be there overnight.” The text explained. I knew the underlining offer/begging of the text and as much as I should stick to the plan, I couldn’t pass up an opportunity to have a night of fun, degrading sex. “And?” I replied. “Please Jake. You know why. Come over? I can drop the kids at my mom’s house after school. You can do what you want to me all night long.”

The [F]iance – [M]aking Up

And as they say, now it is time for something completely different: Ellie. There are so many experiences I could share about my fiancé but let us choose the most relevant: The makeup.

The backstory: Ellie and I met 8 years ago. After several years of fun, sexual filled exploration, we decided to tie the knot. The proposal and engagement happened in the Fall 2019. Soon after, Ellie, who is impulsive by nature, decided to go back to school full time and enrolled in a university in Ca, meaning she would be leaving her job and moving west for two or so years. Long story short, I got over it and we decided the whole long distance would work. Pandemic hit and that was not so easy. I met Lucy and Jim and had my fun weekend. Ellie surprised me with a weeklong visit about a month after. This would be last summer.

[M]y New [F]ucktoy – The SIL Saga Continues

Continuation of a few stories. See profile for all. I’ve been asked if these will continue. Short answer: As long as the relationship lasts, I commit to putting the experiences to “paper” and share.

Editorial note: For those of you reading my other stories as well, you may note I refer to my fiancée here as “Ellie”, a change from another story where I referred to her as Rachel. Obviously, I am using fake names. Well, she ended up reading my other stories and asked I refer to her as someone different than Rachel. Apparently, Rachel was a name of an old friend, so I changed it. As for how she is okay with these stories… Well, that’s for another time.

I hung out with a few friends Sunday and then decided to catch up on work. I will not lie: most of the time, my mind was elsewhere thinking about this morning and watching Cindy lick those ripe panties! So much for work… Phone on stand, hit play, watch, and stroke. I guess I found a new kink! Monday morning was much of the same, albeit without the stroking and watching, but I did think a LOT about that perfect pink tongue, her nose scrunched up in disgust, slowly gliding against the stained and slightly hardened fabric.

[M]y night with Lucy – Part 2 [MF]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nd9v0r/my_weekend_with_lucy_part_1_mflong/)

By the time I had showered and cleaned up, Lucy was busy in the kitchen. I paused after turning the corner and admired her: She had put on a faded Grateful Dead T Shirt, clearly Jim’s, that came down about mid-thigh. I loved how the shirt accentuated her large breasts. She noticed me and greeted me with a huge smile. I chose a pair of dark blue boxers with a plain white t-shirt, mostly because I knew drove Lucy wild. We relaxed in and had a nice dinner. In no hurry to do anything, we settled in with wine in hand, to watch a few episodes of Virgin River, one of Lucy’s current favorites.

The fire had plenty of wood and was throwing off a good amount of warmth, so we decided it would be fun to cuddle closer. Between episodes, we paused and set up a little “picnic” area with pillows, two comforters, and a blanket. Clothing was quickly shed before we settled in together. Lucy melted into my chest as we watched Jack and Mel, in true Hollywood style, continue their low, slow dance of skirting around their mutual attraction. I lost track of how long watched and can not for the live of me, remember who started, but I will never forget the way Lucy felt when she slid her body over mine, gently lowering herself onto my hardness, while slowly and passionately kissing.

[M]y Not so New [F]ucktoy – Family Dinner

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nbsom8/my_new_fucktoy_long/) [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nc7bpn/my_new_fucktoy_day_2_long/)

Less than halfway home, I shouted “Shit” out loud. I got so caught up in wanting Cindy to suck on my balls that I completely forgot about her soiled outfit. Without signaling, I pulled to the side of the road, causing a honk and a few dirty looks. I grabbed my phone and texted Cindy: “Cum slut, that outfit better be back in its hiding spot and not in the wash. We are not done with those jeans, pants, and shirt.” I waited for a response, debating whether I should call her or let it be. Seconds later, one word: “Asshole.” With a smirk, I pulled back into traffic and headed home, thinking about how I would break Cindy in some more Saturday night. With family around, it would be tricky, but I had a few ideas forming.

[M]y Weekend with Lucy – Part 1 [MF][LONG]

This is a continuation of experiences I’ve had with a couple I met while away, Jim and Lucy. For the background, read my Threesome stories!

As mentioned at the end of the previous story, I have gotten close to Jim and Lucy. Generally, since last summer, I spent a weekend or two a month with them. Sometimes it’s a sex filled weekend, others it’s a party and others, it just chilling. Only one was completely different and it ultimately lead to another first for me.

A few weeks before Christmas, I was scheduled to spend another week with Jim and Lucy. Due to schedules and the Thanksgiving holiday, it had been almost a month since we all last saw one another, and that night was for a smaller dinner party, so we had not gotten much “alone” time. The plan was to make up for that during our early Christmas celebration. The day before, Jim called me and told me he had to drive home for a few days to check on his Dad, who had fallen. Nothing broken, but he was all banged up. I immediately had mixed feelings, but Jim, cheery as ever, explained “Come on mate, you know Lucy’s been dying to get you alone. Think about it. A weekend with just you and her? I may have to start getting worried and am definitely jealous.”

[M]y Second Threesome – The Last Night [MMF][LONG]

Thanks for all the comments and interest in my stories. This is the final night of my first threesome (parts 1 and 2 in profile)

I followed Lucy, who was happily licking her lips, into the main room. I followed, my cock throbbingly hard and pointed straight ahead. We settled into the fruit, cheeses and other snacks Jim ordered. After a few minutes of awkwardness, dining naked with a married couple, I acclimated and learned a lot about them. And by acclimated, I mean stopped thinking about Lucy’s cock sucking abilities long enough to calm down! Both were surprised I had never been the recipient of anal sex before and admitted they assumed I was either bi or had been pegged before. Nope, but I explained I had experimented with various toys, both alone and with my fiancé, so I was completely new. The rest of the conversation was around our families, lives, and jobs. Both Jim and Lucy were roughly eights years older than me.

[M]y Second Threesome – Day 2 [FMM][LONG]

The client meeting was tame and most of it was just assuring them despite a pandemic that we were committed and would be on site monthly. As we were nearing wrap up, I felt my phone vibrate. A quick view and my cock popped to attention. Glad I was still sitting. “Hey sexy” the text from Lucy started: “How was the client meeting?” Rather than risk annoying the client, I pocketed my phone and waited, willing my cock to behave for the next five minutes.

I wish I could say the drone of the last five minutes of the meeting helped take my mind off Lucy and Jim, but no success. When it was time to stand and say our goodbyes, I was thankful that we were in the middle of a pandemic, so no close handshakes, and was equally thankful my boxer brief underwear was really, really tight. Even still, I had to wonder whether the others I was meeting with could tell how hard my cock was, tight against my inner thigh, as I walked out.

[M]y New [F]ucktoy – Day 2 [LONG]

Wednesday morning and a text pops up: “I still hate you” Cindy, why am I not surprised? For those who didn’t read the first story, Cindy is my bitchy sister-in-law that I turned into my little fuck toy the day before. I responded quickly “I don’t fucking care. Go shave that messy twat of yours. I want it bare and smooth tomorrow morning.” No response, so I went back to work.

The next morning, I was up around six and knew my brother usually left for work early, so I texted Cindy: “This morning, after you shower and make sure that your cunt and ass are baby smooth, I want you to put on the outfit from Tuesday. Panties, jeans, and the shirt. If anyone at drop off asks about the stains, just tell them you’re my little cum slut. I’ll see you at nine.”

Her one worded response: “Gross”. To my pleasure, when I got to the house, she was in the same plaid top and stained white jeans. I could see the panty outline and they looked similar, so this little slut actually listened. After closing the door behind me, she came in as if she wanted a kiss, but I spun her around a little forcefully and smacked her ass. “Ow”