first meeting turns to wild weekend [MF][MMF][MFMF]

I have tried to shorten my stories but they always seem to come out longer then expected 🤣

Back in my wild days of dating in my 20’s I always had a reputation of being kind of the quiet one. (Careful we are the most Dangerous) šŸ˜‰ I had a good friend that I worked with that was always trying to set me up her best friend. I always made excuses, or I would say I’m seeing someone, but she just kept on trying. I finally broke down about a week before my 24th birthday.

I had made plans to go stay at a condo that my parents owned. Where I didn’t have a change of randomly running into someone I knew, and far enough that my work couldn’t call me and ask me to come into work. I had it reserved for 3 nights at the begining of September. I told me coworker if she and her friend wanted to come up we could all hang out one night.

Tinder hookup left me feeling a way [MF]

Having trouble processing. I have feelings and there’s no real place for them.

So some back story. It’s been a while since I’ve had sex. Even longer since I’ve had good sex, or sex with someone new. Finally an opportunity comes along. One that I’m excited about. It’s a tinder, he’s moving to California in two days, let’s hook up.

He arrives and is as attractive as his picture, phew. We sit outside and chat, the chemistry is great, there’s so much to talk about. We go inside. More chatting, I check in. We both want it. We start to make out, it’s getting passionate and he’s starting to touch my body. Is it too much? No, give it to me rough, I like it rough. And he’s a natural. He shows no mercy on my clit. His fingers go inside of me and make me scream in pleasure. He slaps my tit. I want to fuck. He rips open a condom and within seconds is balls deep inside of me. He chokes me as he fucks me hard over and over again. Flips me over, slaps my ass and he’s back inside of me balls deep.

[MF] We both cum in under a minute

Hey m 30 here gf is 31,

So 2 nights ago me and my gf are getting into bed, we haven’t had sex in a few days. Which is unlike us usually we are at least daily. But work and social commitments meant we were busy.

Anyway we both get in bed naked after a shower immediately start kissing, I pull her closer and my hands go straight to her big round ass, I’m squeezing it hard. I love her ass so much.
My hands move up from her ass to play with her small 34B tits. They are a small handful with very sensitive nipples she breaks the kiss to let out a moan.

My hands go back to her ass I’m squeezing her ass so much and my fingers grazing over her ass hole. She’s loving it and me too. My dick is so hard pushed against her stomach just oozing precum.

I move my hand further down and feel her pussy and damn she’s wet. Really wet. It’s so fucking hot yet more pre cum just oozes out of me.

She breaks the kiss and just says “I need to feel you inside me now”

[MF] Call it fate, Karma, or Destiny – the universe wanted me to have sex with her

*Once upon a time, I almost had a threesome.*

Some of my first stories were about Christine. We dated for a year, and it was a crazy, sex-fueled year. We burned out hot and fast and when it was over, we both crashed. It was a whole thing.

One day near the end of the relationship Christine turned her phone to me and showed me a picture of her friend. ā€œHey, B, do you think Sonia is hot?ā€

*This, gentlemen, is what’s usually called a ā€œtrapā€.*

I hummed and hawed and avoided answering. Christine looked at me disapprovingly. ā€œLook, all I want to know is if you’d fuck her.ā€

ā€œChristine, why are you asking me this?ā€ I said, trying to get out of answering.

ā€œBecause I think fucking her together would be fun, and also I’m 90% sure she’d be down.ā€

*Yeah, ok, in that case I would absolutely fuck your friend.*

It actually ended when we didn’t kiss [FM]

*Yes, my husband knows every part of this story. It’s not exactly a fairytale ending to this saga, but life is long and often strange.*

Alright. I’m going to answer the question I’ve gotten so many times. I’ve often written about this same guy who I had good sex with because our stories were vast and epic. I inevitably get asked in each post why we didn’t work out if we cared about each other so deeply and were physically compatible.

Because we were BAD for each other on every other level.

*This is a sex story, but it’s probably not the one you’re envisioning. Skip to the end if you don’t want to read a small novel.*

Please keep in mind that when you read stories about my best friend, you’re reading about the one part of our relationship that consistently worked. This is the paradox of Viola- y’all get dropped into fantastic scenes without context and taken out when I decide it’s time to end the story. I don’t have to be fair to the narrative or whole in my depiction.

*But let me try to paint a better picture…*

watching their Husbands shower [FM]

I love the male body. From beards to hairy chests, to the muscles, the balls and cock, the legs and arms. Every inch. Which is why I love making my whores strip and shower for me.

Ever since I accidentally saw my brother in laws big soft cock as he got out the shower I love to recreate the moment. Making a boy strip down to his underwear. Seeing his thick bulge. The outline of his cock and balls. I can already tell if he is circumcised.

Then after he asks permission I let him rub his bulge as I feel tingling in my panties. Once he can show me a satisfactory wet spot I’ll strip him naked. Seeing his cock flop out of his undies. And his tight as he begins to shower. Soaping his hairy body, soaping his chest body and cock.

I let him stroke his cock as i finger myself watching him watching me. He is already close but ill tell him when I want my cum.. I love watching him stroking in the bathroom away from wife and kids and work responsibility. Just him the water his cock and his Mistress x

[MF] My Best Buddy’s Widow – Happy Fucking Father’s Day to me!!!

For a few months now, my son and I have been planning a trip to Florida to go to Kennedy Space Center to see the new Moon Rocket since we are both space enthusiasts. It’s one of the few things we share and it was his Father’s Day present to me.

Everything was set and paid for and I was really excited since this is probably the most time I will spend with my son with just him and I.

A day before he had to fly in, he tested positive for Covid. I was heartbroken to say the least.

Friday.

Addie got home from the gym and came into my home office. She knew how sad I was about the weekend. She brought me some coffee and an eclair she got from our local bakery which was my favorite. She asked me if I had a busy day and I told her I just had a video call with Joe, the guy that took over my job and we had to go over some stuff before his next trip. She asked what time that was gonna happen and I looked at the clock and then told her in about 15 minutes. She smiled, kiss me on the lips and left my office.

Sex Scrabble: Spell a sex act and play it out! (30f) [Group]

As an individual who has always enjoyed and delighted in the competitive side of sex with every orgasm – given or received – being deservedly be classified as a ‘win’, I consider myself to be something of a connoisseur on the subject of ‘sex games’. Or, perhaps more specifically; games involving a (potentially) sexual component.

I’ve written previously about ‘Strip Twister’ or, as it is otherwise known; a thinly veiled excuse to quickly get naked and intimate with a group. Not until you’ve played yourself can you truly understand the thinking behind making the playing mat wipe clean.

But as much fan as Strip Twister – and indeed almost any game you care to mention with the word ‘strip’ arbitrarily bolted to the front – is, there’s a degree of randomness to it which, while often fun, somewhat removes a player’s agency. Unimportant for most games (unless you happen to be as competitive as myself, in which case it’s infuriating) but a *vital* aspect of sex. Fucking is *all* about choice. And while it’s true that sometimes restricting choice can be fun in and of itself, the point is that you’ve made the choice to do that. Arbitrary limits are far less fun. Unless the point is to find exciting ways to circumvent them, but that’s a whole different story and i’ll try to avoid an early digression!

Moving to college with my Girlfriend and her Mom Part 2 [MF]

Part 2 of moving to college. This is a LONG one, but I feel it’s good and was a pivotal point in this relationship that I had. If you make it to the end, feel free to comment. Find part 1 here.

Moving to college with my girlfriend and her mom. [MF] from gonewildstories

If your here for just the juicy stuff, go here ***

The second day of driving to college consisted of another 7 hours on the road. My GF Dani and I following her parents the whole way. We left early in the morning so we made good time.

Dani and I talked about the night before and how risky and exciting fucking in the bed with her parents in the room was. Throughout our relationship, we’d always talked about our kinks and fetishes. We were open about most things, but I knew if I told her I had been fucking her mom, it’d destroy her. Yeah, I’m a PoS. Thinking about how I wronged her as I’m writing this, makes me happy she’s found a better life later on.