Author: gwstoriestoshare

Nursing [MF]

“I’m going to get ready for bed honey.”

The Titians had just made their goal line stand to win the game against the Bills (right call, bad execution) and it was getting late. Even though I’m WFH now, I still like to be up at a reasonable time to work out and get ready for the day. A bit about me. I’m in my late thirties (just celebrated [my birthday recently](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qkigo1/happy_birthday_mf/)), 5’8”, reasonably fit, with a slight belly (hoping to shed the belly by my next birthday), black hair and brown eyes. Packing a grower not a shower that gets up to seven inches with decent girth and an upwards lean.

“Sure. I’ll follow you in, in a little bit,” Nina said finishing up the last of her wine glass. Nina’s in her mid thirties, 5’1”, curvy with 36D, medium length dark brown hair and definitely packing something in her rear. She’s not really a fan of football but only really watches because I enjoy it (Henry’s on my fantasy team [RIP my fantasy football team]). Read more »

Happy birthday [MF]

Our night was drawing to a close after a dinner at Nobu for my birthday. We settled into our hotel room in the arts district of our city overlooking the skyline from the 10th floor. I pulled her head close to mine and gently kissed her full lips. Her body adorned with a [black dress speckled with gold](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b3kdyc/the_company_christmas_party_mf/) hugging tight to her curves showing off her legs and just enough butt cheek to be subtle. Her feet, simple black high heels. My fingers tracing up her smooth legs slipping underneath what her dress hid. My hand tenderly cupping her ass, our lips continuing to explore one another with the taste of dinner and alcohol on our breaths. Read more »

[MF] Making Love

Nina opened the doors from our bathroom into our room. I was laying on the bed waiting for her. She smiled as she approached the bed.

“Do you recognize this?”

She was wearing her purple slip from our [wedding night](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bb17fb/the_wedding_night_mf/).

“Of course! It’s from our wedding night,” I smiled as I pulled her on top of me. Our kisses were soft as our lips met one another, feeling each other out and matching intensity, increasing fervency. Her fingers gliding down my neck with her lips following after peppering my cheeks and neck with her lips. My hands following the course of her body from her neck, her swelling breasts, to her sides and ass. My hand gripping and squeezing her bottom as our lips push into each other. Nina’s hands roamed over my silk boxers lingering on the outline of my cock before gripping my inner thighs. Our groins grinding into each other, demanding contact. Eager to eat her freshly waxed pussy, I flip Nina over on our bed and rip off her black thong. Her hands grip my head to pull me back into her awaiting lips, her hand searching for my blood ladened cock. Breaking our lips embrace, I whispered into her ear, “I want to focus on your pleasure.” Read more »

[MF] Making Up

It had not been a good week. To be honest, even a good holiday season. My SIL and her husband had been staying with us on and off since Thanksgiving and it was almost New Years now. They lived out in Hawaii so staying the entire time made more sense than flying back home only to return two weeks later for Christmas. Still Nina and I enjoyed our privacy. She was ambivalent about even doing it with others in the house though.

We had gotten into a fight about something stupid. Being at home constantly with no boundaries between home life and work has taken more of a toll on my well being than I cared to admit to my wife and having extra bodies in the house added to already worn nerves. Prior to Thanksgiving as part of a Black Friday sale, I saw a deal to rent a tiny home/ultra small cabin trailer 90 minutes away from where we lived. The idea was to get away from our routine and disconnect from the daily grind and reconnect with one another. It had been something we both were looking forward to all season. Read more »

Coming Back [MF]

It had been some while since my wife and I had made love. She had given birth to our son, who has been awesome, but left her not quite in the mood, understandably.

My wife, Nina, early thirties, a 5’1″, 140 lbs, petite, with dark brown hair down to her shoulders and brown eyes. Myself, 5’8″, 160 lbs, definitely going the way of the dad bod, with black hair and brown eyes, in my mid thirties.

My wife, being the awesome wife she is, would help me release my pent up energy with handjobs and blowjobs but nothing beats the intimacy of love making. We had waited the recommended six weeks before reengaging but it was a long six weeks.

That night, she came to bed in a red babydoll. We both had planned for this to be the night that we would test the waters and see. She was worried about her body not being as it was and it wasn’t. Her breasts grew two cup sizes, now a 34DD, were barely contained in her babydoll. Despite her changed body, it’s her I feel in love with. As she crawled into bed, I pulled her into my embrace and our lips met each other in a slow dance that built in a feverish desire. My hand clasped the back of her head keeping our lips locked into their exploratory task of one another. My lips wandered down her neck, tasting her soft skin as she moaned into my ear. Read more »

Night Out [MF]

“Babe, I don’t have anything to wear.”

I peeked inside the closet to find Nina, my wife standing there, clearly frustrated. There in our closet was a 5’1″, 120lbs, petite woman, who was naked shuffling through racks of clothes. Her 34B breasts bouncing in a hypnotic way. She was annoyed that she couldn’t find something she wanted to wear and that I wasn’t helping her. It was a tough week for the both of us with our jobs and we hadn’t spent a ton of time with one another during the week. However, it was our date night. I surveyed past my section of the closet and peered at her collection of clothes as she was picking through dresses, skirts, leggings and jeans.

Jokingly I said, “Why don’t you just wear lingerie,” as I stepped into the shower to get ready for our date.

“Ha ha. Very funny,” she said unassumingly.

I turned on our space heater and hopped into the shower. Winters here are survivable rarely ever dipping below thirty degrees but Nina’s preference was to have a heater on when we showered. I, a 5’8″, 160lbs, slim with black hair and brown eyes, took to scrubbing my body and make lewd hip thrusts at my wife from the other side of the glass. I usually get her attention by gyrating my hips having my seven inch penis slap my sides. Read more »

High Rise Hotel [MF]

We were going back to my wife, Nina’s, home town for the weekend to visit family and for a wedding. Nina, a 5’1″, 120 lbs, petite in her mid twenties, with dark brown hair down to her shoulders and brown eyes. Myself, 5’8″, 160 lbs, slim-ish, with black hair and brown eyes, in my late twenties. We decided to take the day off before the drive to the wedding, have a nice dinner and hotel stay before departing the next day. We got on an early check in and got dressed for dinner before leaving for the weekend out of state. Upon check in, the receptionist asked us if there was a particular floor that interested us. Nina asked for the highest available room with a window view facing towards downtown. An oddly specific request and I cocked my eyebrow at her letting her know. She smiled in her own way basically telling me to not worry about it. Read more »

A Tropical Honeymoon [MF]

The next day, after our wedding, we jetted off to our tropical honeymoon destination. Nina and I were both pretty excited to travel somewhere new. I was hoping for a place that was better than when I asked my now wife’s mom for her hand in marriage and this did not disappoint. Temperatures never dropping below 70 degrees, 80 degrees on average. Cool island breezes. Ocean waves. Sandy beaches. Loads to do, eat and explore.

After our plane had landed and we checked into our hotel, we explored the town by looking for a places to eat. My wife, Nina, 5’1″, 110 lbs, early twenties, petite with dark brown hair and brown eyes. She had slipped into a tube dress, covering her 34B perky breasts and accenting her round, bubbly ass. Myself, 5’8″, 150 lbs, slim, with black hair and brown eyes, in my late twenties. I was in a polo and shorts, which would be a reoccurring attire for the rest of our honeymoon. Read more »

The Wedding Night [MF]

“I do!”

“For the first time ever, I present to you all, Mister and Missus Hollis.”

Cheers, whoops, and applause filled the church hall as I dipped my bride and planted our first kiss as husband and wife. My now wife, Nina, 5’1″, 110 lbs, petite, clad in a white dress, her 34B cleavage showing. Amply. Her bubbly, round ass hiding underneath her wedding dress. Her dark brown hair tied back in a simple looking hair style adorned with a veil now pulled back on her head. Her brown eyes with a hint of purple eye shadow at their top. A purple to match her purple heels. All smilies from the both of us. She looked at me all decked out in my gray suit with purple tie to match her shoes, 5’8″, 150 lbs, slim, uncomfortably trying to hide my erect seven inch cock in my pants. She waved her bouquet in glee as we made our way down the aisle smiling and happy. Read more »

The Proposal [MF]

Nina and I had flown out to New York City for an extended weekend away from our city. We flew up to visit a friend who offered her a room in her apartment for us which saved us a ton of money. Money, we would then use to eat, explore, and enjoy the city and just be tourists.

On the big day, I, a mid twenties, 5′ 8″, 150lbs, black haired, slim guy, was trying to convince my girlfriend, Nina, early twenties, 5′ 1″, 110lbs, dark brown hair to her shoulders, to come with me to Central Park. She was wearing a white dress, which sported a nice bit of a cleavage window allowing me to admire her 34B breasts and hiding her bubbly round ass underneath.

I was nervous the entire time. I mean we talked about marriage before and obviously I knew the answer was going to be yes but still my nerves were shot. Just the build up, the anticipation, whether or not I could properly convey my feelings into words, was the momoent perfect. Like I said, shot nerves. Read more »