I’ve been fucking another man’s wife for months 36[M] 30[F]

*“You’re not good with one night stands. You need be wined and dined first.” – Jenna, close friend and former partner (prior stories* [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dp53jx/the_best_blowjob_i_ever_received_fm/) *and* [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eifgua/the_time_i_fucked_my_church_friend_in_the_ass/)*)*

Jenna knows me too well. And that’s probably why my sexual relationship with Ava has been better than I could have dreamed.

I mean, it only started off with a brief coffee date, but it’s just gotten better from there.

(That story can be read [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/td1rd6/the_hotwife_and_her_cuck_mf/).)

Ava is a hotwife. I met her for the 8th time yesterday. We spent days beforehand texting each other all the dirty things we wanted to do to each other. I’m fascinated by her. And not just her, but her husband and their relationship, and this fucking fantastic role that I’m getting to fulfill in their lives. The conversations are always sexual. We talk about likes/dislikes. Things we want to do to each other.

All 8 times we’ve met have been in the back seat of her car. I’ve never intended on writing about each encounter. But this has been so fun and hot that I thought a brief rundown would make an enjoyable read.

The time I joined a couple for a [MFM] but ended up fucking her solo in front of him

I’ve been drinking a little. It’s the weekend and I’ve been sick, so my favorite hotwife isn’t available. Seems like a great time to reminisce about some of the old college times. My last post was about my first Craigslist hookup. Not long after I posted something similar in the m4mf section, and one evening a tantalizing message popped into my inbox.

A late-20s couple, professionals, discrete, wanted to find a bi man to play with for the first 3-way. They said they were bf/gf (actually husband/wife – not totally sure why, but many married couples do this). They sent a headless underwear pic of the two of them together. Everything from the neck down looked delicious. She was petite, flat tummy. He was toned. Both seemed my type. After a little back and forth we decided to meet.

This was something I had fantasized about for a long time. But if you’ve read my previous posts, you’ll know I was in the depths of a faith crisis as a lifelong Mormon. As became a pattern with the majority of my hookups from then on, I went thinking I would just test the waters. I could back out any time. Keep my faith intact. Of course the backing out part rarely happened.

My first Craigslist hookup [M]26 [F]21

It feels like the days of Craigslist personals was a lifetime ago. 

My first time stumbling into this space, I was a junior at Brigham Young University in the heart of Utah, and it remained a point of fascination for me for some time. At the time, I was something of a “true-blue Mormon” and too straight-laced to actually try meeting someone. But I loved to browse ads. I created burner email accounts and tested the waters from time to time.

If you ever had the (mis)fortune to participate in this wasteland, particularly the w4m section, you quickly became aware of two things: 1) The scammer-to-real-person ratio was around 1000:1, and 2) The number of guys competing for those few women was also around 1000:1. There’s no better way to explain Craiglist than *sketchy as fuck*, and I truly do not understand how *any* woman *ever* felt comfortable enough with it to meet someone in real fucking life.

This is the story of how I met Helen.

The Hotwife and Her Cuck [MF]

I’ve developed a thing for committed women. The ones in relationships, not looney bins.

You can’t blame me. It’s a product of a repressed upbringing and sudden sexual freedom combined with what is perhaps a kink for being desired by someone else’s woman, if such a thing exists.

In that light, the hotwife scene has been a total revelation for me.

This story will deviate a bit from my usual telling. Everything I’ve written previously has occurred long ago. I’ve written retrospectively, finding enjoyment in dwelling on past events and reliving through retelling. This story is very much in the present and still developing. As I begin writing, just over 24 hours removed from these events, I’m still gathering the pieces of my blown mind and reassembling them. Forgive the stream of consciousness that’s about to follow. It may be as muddled as my dopamine-overloaded brain.

Adding to this, the woman involved is going to read this. That’s a first for me. “Should I make cuck eat me out while I read it?” she asked. Oh this is going to be fun.

[MF] The time a fucked my college teammate in the ass

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h8pai0/mf_the_time_i_fucked_my_college_teammate/)

I have a number of stories I’d like to share of my past. I’m in my early-30s now, and my sex life has toned down quite a bit from what it used to be. But I relive these experiences and am turned on by sharing them. Scroll down to SEXY TIME if you get bored with the backstory.

Alexa and I began dating after our hookup. I really fell for her. I won’t get into all the mushy gushy stuff. For the purposes of this sub, she was down to fuck all the time. I got a kick out of randomly throwing her down on a couch or bed, peeling off her leggings, and going to town on her perfect pussy. It was the best pussy I’ve ever seen. I loved to make her cum and then slide my cock into her while she was still convulsing.

The first time she went down on me was at her parents house. We slept in her room (she didn’t think her very religious parents knew we’d fuck, but come on — they knew). She was shy about sucking my cock. Turns out she had lost her virginity less than a year before and wasn’t totally confident with herself.

[MF] The time I fucked my college teammate

I was a XC and track athlete in college. I’m a decent but not great runner. I spent a few years trying to walk on to a team that was out of my league before transferring to a program that was better suited to me. I showed up in September before school started in the best shape of my life and ready to prove myself. There are pictures of me in my post history. I was much fitter than any of those. I’d worked manual labor the previous 2 years on top of 80 miles a week of running.

(Fair warning, this is a long post. Skip ahead to the sex if you prefer.)

The new school was a big move. 1000 miles away in a place that couldn’t be more different. I’d visited the previous year and fell in love with it. A few of the guys had taken me on a run around some of the local trails, and I realized the transition would be easy. Runners are a strange breed, and they’re the same kind of strange everywhere. I felt at home with these guys before I even knew them.

The ti[m]e I [f]ucked my church friend in the ass

This is part 2 of my experiences with Jenna. Part 1 is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dp53jx/the_best_blowjob_i_ever_received_fm/).

I have a number of stories I’d like to share of my past. I’m in my early-30s now, and my sex life has toned down quite a bit from what it used to be. But I relive these experiences and am turned on by sharing them. This is the second of what I hope to be many enjoyable-to-all experiences from my college years (and a little beyond).

Part 1 happened on Saturday night. I slept at my own apartment that night, and the next day I met Jenna at church. She wore a knee length skirt and a tight fitting blouse, her curly blonde hair held back by a clip. Her blue eyes sparkled at me whenever we stole glances during the service. The image of those blue eyes looking at me while my cock filled her mouth kept flitting across my vision while somebody droned on about Jesus. The electricity between us was powerful enough to light the building.

The meetings dragged on but finally we were walking to our cars. Jenna spoke first.

“Everything that happened last night…. you’re okay with it?”

The best blowjob I ever received [FM]

I have a number of stories I’d like to share of my past. I’m in my early-30s now, and my sex life has toned down quite a bit from what it used to be. But I relive these experiences and am turned on by sharing them. This is the first of what I hope to be many enjoyable-to-all experiences from my college years (and a little beyond).

I met Jenna at a worship service. I was debating whether to go at all as I was feeling more and more distanced from my faith, but I finally put on my shirt and tie and made the trip to the campus service. I reached the front walkway simultaneously with two very attractive young ladies. One blushed and giggled, the other made eye contact and said “Hi.” I felt instant chemistry. She was wearing a white blouse and knee-length skirt, with waist-long frizzy blonde hair pulled into a braid, and bright red lipstick. I’m usually not into red lipstick, but it looked stunning on her. It brought out her full lips, and all I could think about was what it would be like to kiss them. Her blue eyes popped on this unusually sunny day. I held the door for them and introduced myself.