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[F] My Wife’s Exploration into Masturbation.

Doing something a bit different this time. I let my wife tell the story and I just wrote it down.

Looking back, I guess I was sexually reserved as a young person. But by 18, I was beginning to feel more relaxed about having sexual desires and fantasies.

I didn’t start masturbating until I was 19, but it soon became a regular thing. I often thought about touching myself during the day, and I thought I was sexually liberated because I knew I would act on it that night.

I thought people would be astonished to know that I touched myself sexually. I now realize I was doing nothing out of the ordinary, but at the time, I thought I was a wild one.

I was still living at home, and I would masturbate most nights, usually in bed, before going to sleep. At the time, I thought what I was doing was about as outrageous as sexual behavior got.

Then, as now, I prefer to have my knees up, and legs spread wide when masturbating, partly because of the easy access to my clitoris and vagina but also because of the heightened sense of brazen sexuality of being naked and having your legs wide open. Read more »

[MF] our trip to Charleston. Part 4.

Blair’s grip cut off the flow of blood to my cock. I could feel the pending orgasm start the fade away.

She looked up at me under long lashes and said. “Good. We can’t waste a drop.”

I glanced toward the bed to see my wife’s face buried in Lindsay’s pussy. Lindsay had two fistfuls of my wife’s hair and was grinding her hips vigorously.

“Just like that!.” She moaned, “I’m almost there, don’t stop!”

To my side, I hear Mathew say, “I think it’s your turn.”

Blair stands up and purrs. “Get into position, boys.”

Mathew and I stand up and close in around her. Mathew is on her front, sucking on her tits, so I move in behind and slide my cock in between her ass cheeks and then in between her thighs. Her wetness starts to cover the top of my shaft as she moves her hips back and forth. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back to bite her neck. Her body shivered as she let out a moan.

She leaned her head back to rest on my shoulder. “Fuck me like an animal.” She whispered. Read more »

[MF] Our trip to charleston. Part 3.

Blair raised an eyebrow at my wife, then grinned. I got a great view of her heart-shaped ass as she stood up and strode toward Lindsay. I could see the tan lines left behind by a tiny bikini, and her cheeks jiggled slightly with every step.

She pulled Lindsay to her feet. “Looks like our foxy little girl has requested you.” She said. Lust flowed from every word.

Lindsay was flushed, but she didn’t struggle against Blair’s forwardness. Blair slid behind her and wrapped her arms around Lindsay’s waist, whispering something in her ear. Lindsay’s face turned a deep shade of red, but I could see a smile forming at the edge of her lips.

Suddenly Blair grabbed the front of Lindsay’s shirt and ripped it open, revealing a black lace bra and smooth pale skin. I stared at her tits and let my eyes wander down to see that instead of a little tummy, Lindsay had a full six-pack.

“Wow,” I said, surprised. “Such a sexy body.”

Lindsay giggled and ran her hands over her stomach, all sense of hesitation gone. Read more »

[MF] neighbor got to see it all.

I have a morning ritual of sorts. I get up, see my wife, get my coffee, read the news and then masturbate. I guess the coffee gets going me going and I look at a little porn.

One night last summer our AC system stopped working in the middle of the night. We live in a very warm part of the country.

So, the wife and I stripped down and opened the windows throughout the house in order to get some sleep. The AC guys would be by around 10am. Needless to say we were up at 6am.

Our house is very close to our neighbors which is the orientation of all of the houses due to the nature of the area. I can see into my neighbor’s house but the windows are not directly across from each other.

So we just walked about naked. We know our neighbor pretty well. She’s an awesome, beautiful older woman who recently retired.

There I was enjoying my coffee, reading naked. The wife’s is naked but starting to dress for work. I was in my usual position on the couch. Read more »

[MF] our trip to Charleston. Part 2

Part 1 here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12uklvr/mf_our_voyeristic_trip_to_charleston/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=ioscss&utm_content=1&utm_term=1

My wife stared at the motel window, eyes glazing over.

“Invite them in.” She whispered in my ear breathlessly.

“You sure?” I asked.

She nodded her head with a sultry look.

I strolled toward the door. Showing more confidence than I felt

I looked over my shoulder. “Last chance to back out.”

“Do it,” she giggled.

I opened the door slightly and awkwardly asked, “Would you all care to come in.”

“Oh, we shouldn’t,” said the blonde lady from earlier.

“Don’t be such a prude, Lindsay.” Her female companion said, “It’d be rude not to.

This new lady was smoking hot. She had very nicely tanned skin, long legs reaching the sky, and a rack that belonged in porn. She had red hair that was done up in a faddish style, and her lips were such a deep crimson that I swore they were picked from a cherry tree.

“Blair,” she said, pushing into the room. “Nice to meet you.” She glanced down. “And you.” She purred, biting her lip. Read more »

[MF] Our voyeristic trip to charleston.

Many years ago, my wife and I (girlfriend at the time) were traveling to Charleston.

We were going to get a hotel, go for dinner, go to the chateau exxxperience(adult store/porn theater), and go back to the motel and fuck all night.

I picked her up in the early afternoon. On the way, we talked about what we would do while there and what we would do to each other. She also kept rubbing her breasts against my arm, tickling my face with her curly blond hair, and putting her hand on my thigh as I was driving. I suspected that under her loose-fitting shorts, she was not wearing panties. She nibbled my ear and put her hand under my shirt and then into my pants, just far enough to barely touch my cock. She unbuttoned her blouse, one button and then another. When she started to unbutton the third, I stopped her.

“One more button or tease, and I will not be watching the road,” I said.

She took one of my hands and put it on her thigh. Then she laid back and closed her eyes. I massaged her thigh up high, brushing up against her pussy, and listened to her moan until we reached the motel. Read more »

[MF] I found out that my wife’s cousin is a blowjob artist and now i want more.

My wife’s cousin is about five years younger than her, in her early thirties, and never had a boyfriend.

She is 5’4”, about 150lbs, with a roundish body shape, which she mostly keeps covered up. But she has an attractive face, a cute little mouth, and long dark natural red hair.

I imagine she would have had enough guys wanting to fuck her if she had been a little more social. She is strictly celibate, with high standards, and hasn’t found the ‘right’ guy yet.

I am in my late thirties, and although sex is still good, it has become monotonous after ten years of marriage.

A few months ago, after giving me a BJ in bed, my wife told me Kate was depressed. She hasn’t a clue what to do with any man since she has hardly kissed one, let alone had sex with one. She worries that she is inexperienced for her age, and any guy she meets now will probably be experienced and expect more from her. She wants to see a penis in the flesh without the pressure to have sex. Read more »