The Return Visit of Liz to our bed [MF] & [MFF] – PT5 – FINAL

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m75eka/the_return_visit_of_liz_to_our_bed_ff_mf_mff_pt1/), [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mdsbh7/the_return_visit_of_liz_to_our_bed_ff_mf_mff_pt2/), [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mm6tqv/the_return_visit_of_liz_to_our_bed_ff_mf_mff_pt3/), [Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n5l3ps/the_return_visit_of_liz_to_our_bed_mf_pt4/)

The next morning, I woke up before Chrissy for once. I slipped out of bed and out to the kitchen where Liz was already up and brewing some coffee. From the sound of the house, neither of the kids were up. She was wearing a pair of yoga pants and a loose t-shirt cropped to leave her flat belly mostly bare. I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist, she melted back into body with a sigh and turned her head so we could have a little kiss.

“Morning,” I said after we ended the kiss, my hands sliding along her belly.

“Morning,” she wiggled her butt back against me and my cock twitched in approval and began to harden.

We kissed again and I slid a hand up under her t-shirt to fondle her tits which drew a purr of approval from her. Within seconds, Liz had turned around and we were passionately making out in the middle of the kitchen. I was so engrossed in our embrace, I didn’t even feel her loosen my pajama pant drawstring until they were falling down around my ankles.

The Return Visit of Liz to our bed [MF] – PT4

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m75eka/the_return_visit_of_liz_to_our_bed_ff_mf_mff_pt1/), [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mdsbh7/the_return_visit_of_liz_to_our_bed_ff_mf_mff_pt2/), [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mm6tqv/the_return_visit_of_liz_to_our_bed_ff_mf_mff_pt3/)

The next day, Thursday, was Thanksgiving. Again, my wonderful ladies had gotten up before me and let me sleep in. Both of them tended to be early risers, even after a night of fun and exertion like the one before. It was just after 8:30 and I had just drifted up from sleep and begun to stir when the door popped open and Liz peeked in.

“I’m up,” I reported as I rubbed my face.

“Good.” Liz opened the door wider and slipped in, closing the door behind her. “Chrissy took the kids out for a morning visit to the playground and told me to come wake you.”

We have heavy blackout curtains in our room, so even this late into the morning the room was only dimly lit. So I heard in her voice more than saw the devilish grin on her lips. My well-used cock heard it too and valiantly twitched in approval.

The Return Visit of Liz to our bed [FF] [MF] [MFF] – PT3

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m75eka/the_return_visit_of_liz_to_our_bed_ff_mf_mff_pt1/) and [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mdsbh7/the_return_visit_of_liz_to_our_bed_ff_mf_mff_pt2/)

I woke up alone the next morning, the girls let me sleep in while they got things rolling with the kids. I won’t lie, it was both a disappointment and a relief. On the one hand, I had nothing soft, feminine, and naked to cuddle up with while I lingered in bed. On the other hand, sometimes it’s just nice to be alone.

I finally crawled out of bed and into the shower and got rolling with the day. The day itself, Wednesday prior to Thanksgiving went by uneventfully from a sexual perspective. Chrissy was still working, so Liz and I took care of the kids, prepped some food for the next day, and mostly just hung out. That is until after bedtime.

The three of us settled in to watch a little TV while we waited for the kids to fall asleep. The girls cuddled together on the couch, while I kicked back in my recliner. Once it was clear the kids were down, Chrissy and Liz got up from the couch and came over to me. They each took one of my hands and led me into the bedroom where they had covertly pushed an armchair over from the window to the foot of the bed and looking towards the bed.

The Return Visit of Liz to our bed [FF] [MF] [MFF] – PT2

Pt 1 [Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m75eka/the_return_visit_of_liz_to_our_bed_ff_mf_mff_pt1/)

The next morning, I drifted to consciousness drawn to the blissful sensation of my wife’s lips wrapped around my already hard cock. Liz had slipped away during the night, to the guest room where her daughter slept. As I began to stir and my eyes opened Chrissy gave a soft moan, muffled by the blankets covering her body.

I reached down and slid my fingers through her thick long hair, which hadn’t been cut since quarantine had started. I gathered a fistful of her hair in my hand, like a handle, and a fresh muffled moan reached my ears. Her mouth began to bob up and down my length even faster and deeper than before. I heard the occasional wet choking sound as Chrissy pushed herself to swallow me fully.

Finally, she let my member slip from her mouth and slithered up through the blankets, her leg swinging over my hips to straddle me as she emerged from the blankets. We kissed deep and hard, naked need for one another shooting through us both. Her already wet pussy slid down my well-slobbered cock and she began to ride me fast and hard, her full tits swaying against my chest as my legs and hips shifted to start meeting her plunging hips with thrusts of my own.

The Return Visit of Liz to our bed [FF] [MF] [MFF] – PT1

My phone chirped with a text message in the group chat that Chrissy, my wife, and I shared with our quasi-girlfriend, Liz. *Guess who’s cuming for Thanksgiving!?*

Chrissy and I had both grabbed our phones at nearly the same time and I heard his “Yessssss” as she read the text. We shared a lusty grin across the living room. Then I returned my attention to the phone and typed out a quick reply.

*All of us?* I wrote.

We had invited Liz to Thanksgiving a couple weeks ago, but she hadn’t yet been set on what she would be able to commit to. Thus is the strange chaos of 2020.

Liz replied with this gif of [Jennifer Lawrence winking](https://gfycat.com/compassionateflamboyanteel).

*Mimi too?* Chrissy replied, ever the practical one my wife.

*Yup! Jake is going to a COVID-fest at his parent’s and I refused.* Jake was Liz’s baby-daddy, who she lived with, but who she’d been on again off again for their entire relationship. Since coming to visit us during the opening months of quarantine, and being our little fuck doll during the visit, they had been permanently off again.

[MFF] Our Fun House Guest [Long] Part 3/Conclusion

Alright, here it is.

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jroki5/mff_our_fun_house_guest_long/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jsbwt6/mff_mfmf_our_fun_house_guest_long_part_2/)

I woke up before Liz and Chrissy the next morning, early too, just before 5 AM. I slipped out of the bed and then the bedroom. I spent some time by myself in the living room, decompressing and processing what had happened. No regrets, but it was good to be myself. A bit later I got started on some biscuits and gravy for everyone’s breakfast.

I got a notification on my phone from the baby monitor and checked. Looked like my son was up. I turned down the heat and left the sausage browning. On my way to his room, I caught a muffled moan through the master bedroom door. Opening the door quietly, I peeked in and saw two forms writhing together beneath the sheets. I silently closed the door and left the girls to have their morning fun. I’d certainly had my fair share so far.

I got the baby up and changed and as I was coming back down the hall, Mimi was sleepily coming out of the guest bedroom.

“Where’s my mom?”

[MFF] [MF][MF] Our Fun House Guest [Long] Part 2

Well, my [post yesterday](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jroki5/mff_our_fun_house_guest_long/) was well received. So here’s part 2.

I woke up alone the next morning. Glancing over at the alarm clock I saw it was a little after 6 AM. I heard the shower running in the master bathroom. I lay there for several minutes, half-awake, and replayed the fresh but sleep hazed memories of the night before. Had that really happened? Or was it a crazy vivid dream?

I was still laying there processing when the shower turned off. After a few minutes, Chrissy came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. She saw I was awake and grinned broadly at me.

“Morning stud.” Chrissy climbed onto the bed and gave me a quick kiss. “How are you feeling?”

“Good, I think. How are you?”

“Amazing,” Chrissy gave me another kiss.

“We’re good?” I asked still feeling a little gun shy.

“I am if you are baby.” Chrissy ran her hand along my bare chest.

“No regrets?” I asked.

“Not for me.” Chrissy shrugged.

“Same,” I said with a relieved sigh. “Where’s Liz?”

[MFF] Our Fun House Guest [Long]

“I got a text from Liz today,” my wife, Christina, said as we were getting ready for bed.

“Oh yeah? How’s she doing?” I asked. Once upon a time, when Chrissy and I had been newlyweds, Liz and I had been coworkers. We both got stuck on the hotel evening shift, I was the manager and she was my desk supervisor.

We spent a lot of time shooting the shit and becoming friends. She normally rode mass transit but lived in my suburb so I soon started giving her rides home and we became closer friends. Liz was smart, and early on as we became more friends than coworkers, she asked to meet Chrissy. We made arrangements to all meet for drinks, and the two were soon friends on social and talking frequently. I said she was smart because while Chrissy hadn’t started getting jealous, Liz headed it off at the pass and earned Chrissy’s trust. Liz and I both had inappropriate senses of humor and low boundaries, so we talked and joked about sex often, but had never crossed any lines. Chrissy and Liz on the other hand tended to get a little grabby and ass slappy when they both had a few drinks together, though that was about it.