29 [MF] post work lingerie fuck

29 M here. Gf is 30 and a absolute stunner!

So this happened yesterday. I got home from work, she was in the kitchen. Shouted hello and went upstairs to jump straight in the shower.

I get out the shower and walk into our bedroom and she’s stood there. She’s looking so fucking sexy west New lingiere iv not seen on her before. She’s got her king brown hair down, wearing a black bra that extends over her stomach. She’s got small b cup boobs that fit perfectly into this bra. This covers her petite to body to a black suspender belt around her tiny waist there’s black straps extending over her curvy hips and perfect round ass to black stockings that reach just to there thighs. To top it off she’s a tiny a black thong on barely covering her pussy.

She looks stunning. I get hard instantly Infront of her.

[MFM] Memorial Day brings a nice double penetration session for my girlfriend!

This is a multipart series from me and my girlfriend’s three day MFM sessions during our memorial day weekend this year. Here’s a link for the previous entry if anyone wants to get up to speed. Again sorry in the delay just alot happened that weekend and so far I’ve had little time to share, so forgive me if things seem a little less descriptive as my other stories. [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pfj1lc/mfm_nothing_like_watching_your_shared_girlfriend/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pfj1lc/mfm_nothing_like_watching_your_shared_girlfriend/)

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After our double blowjob session Jess cleaned herself off while Jake and I got semi dressed putting only our underwear and jeans back on. Jess told us to ahead and hang out for awhile as she went upstairs to clean herself off. She returns back down shortly after in a towel and grabs herself a glass of wine and gets into the bath. Jake and I decide to hang out and have another beer while she takes her much needed bath.

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My most embarrassing orgasm [MF]

My first week on campus when I was 18 saw a lot of firsts. My first time with a roommate, my first time drinking, and my first time getting an adult physical. I think it was Friday of that week that I was summoned to the medical building and told that I didn’t provide the required physical exam paperwork too live on campus and I was given two choices: go home and get it done with my own doctor before I came back, or have the school PA do it right then.

She took me in into the room, gave me a gown and told me to change into it. When the PA finally came in I was shocked to see that she was barely in her 30’s, and wayyyy better looking than any doctor I had ever gone to. My nerves hit right away, and so did the realization that she would likely be needing to look at my penis very soon. She started the exam with all the normal things and everything was fine for the next 15 minutes or so. And then I heard what I was dreading: “stand up and take down your shorts.”

[FMM] What happens on vacation, stays on vacation

So this story is a couple years old now, I’m hoping it might be worth sharing though haha. I’m relatively new around these parts but it seems like a fun idea to share stuff that nobody other than those involved knows about…

Reading back what I wrote, I’m sorry for the absolute essay! PM’s welcome and preferred over the chat feature.

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In the summer of ’19 I was on holiday with a group of 6 of my female friends from my school days in Ayia Napa, Cyprus. It was the last few months of my 19th year and my first proper holiday (or vacation if you prefer, I’m British).

Anyone who’s British will probably know the setup of those types of vacation. There were 7 of us in total, split across three separate hotel rooms each next door to each other.

I was sharing with two of my friends, Hannah and Emily.

If I have my thoughts correctly organised then I think this happened on the… third night of our holiday. It definitely wasn’t the first or second, but timings sort of blur into one after a while I’ve found when it comes to trip memories (especially drunken ones), so I may be a little out.

[MMF] I recently got to try sloppy seconds for the first time

My wife was very nervous and shy about being shared for the first time. It was an idea that had turned me on for years, but she always said that she would probably be too awkward and shy to try it, despite being a little curious and slightly turned on by the idea herself. It was about six months ago that she actually started to come around to the idea and seemed to want to discuss it more, and then she told me that I could start looking for someone online if I wanted to, but we would have to get to know him online for at least a few months before meeting in person. I’ll never forget how my heart started racing when she said that.

My Girl invited “some friends” over [FM]

We were sitting on the couch as people do. Having the tv in the background and browsing each our reddit. When she looked up and asked if I would be okay with a few of her friends dropping by a bit. I said ofc not honey and made ready for them to come. She cleaned the bedroom (which I think was unnecessary since we could just close the door and they wouldn’t be the wiser) and I cleaned the living room. 30 minutes later while we were waiting and watching tv the doorbell rang. My gf jumped up all excited and opened up for her guests. I could her her voice get higher as she said “hi guys!” And the response came from a male voice; “hi baaabe” I was pretty surprised to hear this but thought it was just one guy maybe? Or someone from school?

[F] On the relativity of slutiness, or how a catholic girl is trying to break free and finally fuck

Slutiness is relative, I think. Let me tell you where I come from, and why I feel like a slut. 

I’m French, and I was raised catholic. Not any catholic, mind you, the very traditional kind, the Fraternité sacerdotale Saint-Pie-X if you’re into this kind of thing. It is so catholic that the leader of the group was excommunicated by the pope for being too conservative. That means they celebrate the tridentine mass, so mass in latin, old style with the priest facing away from the faithful, singing, that kind of thing. 

As you can imagine, their vision of the role of women, and of sexuality, is rather conservative too. My parents, being bona fide members of that catholic splinter group, of course met at church, and have 11 children. I’m the third eldest, the first of six girls.  My parents decided very early on that their girls would receive their education within the group. Fortunately, or not, the Fraternité has some schools. I was enrolled there, in the girls’ boarding school, for many many years. The school was sweet, in the countryside, the teaching was good: all of us got their baccalaureat this summer. The school receives no State funding, so is free to choose its curriculum, within very broad bounds. As a result, our sex education concentrated on the role of women as wives, on the horror of extramarital sex, on the importance of modesty, submission, virtue and virginity. 

[M]y girlfriend’s mother[F], a tale of lust and regret.

I wrote this to someone when talking about taboo relationships and thought it might be appropriate here. It involves cheating and yes I know I’m a terrible person. This is about how I met my gf’s mother and fell completely under her spell, and what happened and what didn’t happen.

To give you some background, my then gf, now wife has a very striking look. Her face has prominent cheekbones and almond eyes that drove me wild when we started dating. What a catch! However for whatever reason our sexual chemistry has at times been off. Perhaps this is normal for couples, but despite my being terribly attracted to her, our passion hasn’t always been there in the bedroom. I think we liked dating, and early on we were voracious, and had tons of fun together and slowly built a deep and profound emotional bond. But our sexual chemistry was just not always 100% there, and there were dry spells.
She would talk about her mother, divorced and living alone, but it took me months before she finally introduced me. She had said they didn’t get along, her mother was a toxic person, and I kind of suspected that it more a question of her just not getting too attached. My parents adored her and so I didn’t really see why she seemed so reticent for me to meet her mother – her only real family. But then finally she asked me if I would come home with her for the holidays. I eagerly agreed, curious to finally meet this woman and we went and stayed with her.

[MF] Troublesome brat gets forced to orgasm.

You don’t really know how you ended up in this situation. A joke not quite hitting its intended target, a statement a little over the line, anger met with smugness and already simmering tempers started to boil.
The how doesn’t really matter at this point, because you’re in my living room with one of my knives pointed at me. Cold steel feeling heavier than its actual weight should allow.
My smug smile is frozen to my face and while I start moving slower, but I’m still moving in your direction.
„Lay that down and maybe we’ll pretend this didn’t happen,“ comes out of my mouth with an insulting level of casualness. Nothing in my body language tells you I’m in any way afraid of you, knife or not. It just fuels your irritation. You see your arm swiping at me before you make the decision for it. Well, at least that makes me stop closing the gap between us. 

Empowered by this smallest of victories, it’s you making a step in my direction, closing the distance to nearly being in reach of me, since I refuse to move.

[MF] Cheating with my Brother-in-Law While Camping

A few years ago my sister and her husband (my brother-in-law), and I went camping to celebrate my completion of law school. I’d been working my ass to the grindstone for 5 years (I took a year off to get into better physical and mental shape). Finished top of my class and never felt better.

Anyway, my brother-in-low, let’s call him Eric, was an avid camper, and he was one of those types who liked to camp off-grid. You’re allowed to do this in most national parks, actually. You don’t need to camp at a designated spot. You’re fully legally allowed to hike off into the woods and camp wherever you want. So that’s what the three of us did. Me, my sister Camilla, and Eric.

Once we set up camp we got our fire going since the sun was setting and it was late summer early fall. We live in St. Louis by the way so it gets frigid pretty quickly. We were sitting around the fire, drinking hot cocoas with whiskey. Camilla has always been a light-weight, and I’d told her to slow down many times. After about 20 minutes of drinking and chatting (and the warmth from the fire) Cam went to bed in her and Eric’s tent. Literally one minute went by before we both heard her breathing change to that of someone deep in sleep. So Eric and I chatted it up.