Hookup in Atlantic City: Part 2 [MF]

Christina and I got off on our floor and resumed making out as soon as the door closed.

“First room on the left,” Christina said, breaking our kiss. Breaking into a speedwalk, we made it around the corner and Tina quickly stuff the keycard in the slot and opened the door. It didn’t even click shut before I had her pressed up against the wall and we were passionately making out again, my left hand between her legs, furiously rubbing her soaked pussy.

“Help me with my zipper, it’s on my right side,” she gasped. I reached up and fumbled with the tight zipper while I continued to rub her down below. Christina’s pussy was getting wetter and her breathing deeper and quicker. I finally undid the clasp on top and pulled the zipper down. “That’s one thing I hate about these dresses,” she gasped as she pulled off the spaghetti string shoulder straps, allowing the dress to fall, revealing her gorgeous breasts.

One [M]ore [F]uck be[F]ore the wedding

I want to preface that this will likely be the last story I post here. Things have gotten serious with the secretary that I’ve written about, and while she likes the attention we get in the writings, she is afraid someone will figure out who we are and hurt both our careers, so I told her I would stop posting. With that being said, this story has nothing to do with her.

Last weekend my former FWB and co-worker Kat got married to the guy she ended our arrangement with. I was invited and went stag because I knew my FWB Erin (Kat introduced us) was in the wedding and would be there. The wedding was at a nice lake resort about 2 hours from home, so I drove down the night before, played a little golf the morning of, and still had plenty of time to relax before the wedding started at 5:00. Around 2, I had just finished eating lunch and gotten out of the shower when my phone vibrated and I saw a text from Erin. The text read, “I have a huge favor, come to room 222 ASAP.” I responded “Alright, need a little stress relief before the wedding ;-)?” About 30 seconds later she responded with, “Something like that…just don’t let anyone see you. The door is propped” I hurriedly threw on a pair of shorts and t-shirt and headed to the steps at the end of my floor and headed down the two flights to the second floor. As I exited the stairs, I saw an empty hallway and proceeded to the other end before finding room 222 with the door propped open by the security latch.

Hookup in Atlantic City: The Conclusion [MF]

It Continues

The next morning, Christina and I woke up about the same time. We were on our sides, facing each other when we awoke. As soon as we locked eyes, she smiled. “You shot quite a load last night. I’m still leaking a little bit down though,” she said.

My morning wood got even woodier. “Really?” I asked scooting closer to her till our foreheads were nearly touching. I then slipped my hand down into her panties and slid my middle finger into her vagina, causing Christina to moan. “Yep, that’s pretty wet still. Is that all me?”

“Noo,” she replied, “A lot of that is me too.” She then gave me a long, lingering kiss, at which point I began to rub her more vigorously. Breathing heavily, Christina pulled her shirt and panties off and kicked the covers off the bed. “Quickie before we get going?”

Hookup in Atlantic City: How My Wife and I Tested My Friend’s Moral Character [MF] (VERY LONG!)

I had to break this story up into 3 parts. This is just the introduction/backstory

Skip to **The Beauty at the Bar** section if you want to start where it gets hot…

*Disclaimer: This is not simply a sex story. It’s more of a general story with some hot sex scenes in it.*

It’s been awhile since I’ve written about Christina and I, but I’m back.

Six months prior to this story, we had a new guy, Matt, who joined our agency. Matt quickly fell into the clique at work of myself and my friends Alex, Phil, Corey, and Maxine. We had gone for drinks after work numerous times, we had a few outings on days off, and we had all met for various agency events and such. At the time, Christina and I had been married for about a year and a half, but though I talked about her quite a bit, Matt had never met Christina. Also, Matt did not have Facebook or social media at the time, so he did not even know what she looked like (he’s not really a computer guy). This is important to the story.

Wore My Butt Plug To Work [F]

I’ve always had a really tight ass but found the idea of anal hot. I decided to treat myself and buy a pack of three butt plugs, all different sizes.

Finally they came in a few weeks ago and I’ve been using the smallest plug (7 cm). It hurt a little at first, but watching porn and playing with myself as I use the plug is really hot.

Don’t judge me but I decided to go to work with the plug in. I work a boring office job so lots of sitting and answering emails. It’s exciting, especially since my coworkers all think I’m innocent.

I had it in for about 3 hours today !! I took it out on my break because it was getting a lil uncomfy.

Maybe if you guys like this I can post more stuff like this :)

I [M] had sex with my neighbors [FM] that I babysat for

I (Will) was a senior in high school (18) and would sometimes babysit for my neighbors and their two kids that were about 10 and 7. Their dad (Matt) was a tall ex-football player with brown hair and the mom (Cathy) was a petite black haired beauty of Navajo descent. I’m not sure, but I would guess they were in the low to mid-30s. I’ll admit that I fantasized to the mom more than once lying in my bed with a hard-on.

If you want to skip all the build up, go to “The Good Part” section below.

One night, I had gotten the kids to bed and had about an hour and half before the parents would be home. Being the 18yo perv that I was once, I looked through their drawers and closet in their bedroom. I stopped for a minute at her underwear drawer and that started to get me hot. In the closet, I found a stash of pornos. I grabbed one and headed down to the basement and popped it in the VCR (yes, this was a long time ago). It was pretty hot with one of the first scenes having a lady penetrated with various fruit items. I figured I still had an hour or more, so I grabbed some paper towels from the nearby bathroom, went back to the couch, and started to rub one out.

In a Lyft on the way home after fucking my boyfriend’s boss [FM]

So my boyfriend is a complete cuck and we’ve experimented a bit here and there but this is the first time I’ve actually let someone fuck me like this.

Don’t want to get into too many details but back before the dark times when companies actually had Christmas parties I went to my boyfriend’s office wearing an incredibly flattering dress if I do say so myself.

I won’t say that I was the most attractive girl there (there were only around 30 gals) but I definitely was up there and I was definitely wearing the sexiest dress.

Anyway, my boyfriend introduced me to his boss who was a few drinks in, tipsy but not drunk and we chatted a bit. I noticed that he had to trouble looking away from my chest for anymore than 5 seconds so I teased him a bit and asked if he’d prefer a photo.

To my surprise he said yes which I just laughed off.

A bit later he joked in front of my boyfriend to me that if I ever wanted to get him a promotion to give him a call. It comes off incredibly inappropriate over text and that’s probably because it was lmao but at the time we all just laughed it off.

Facefucking the girl from the pub quiz [FM]

[I really enjoyed sharing my [first story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/penmif/i_fucked_the_thick_chick_from_the_supermarket_fm/) on here last month (well, a couple days ago) and thought I’d try sharing again. I wasn’t sure what story to go with, but then I noticed there’s a monthly theme on one-night-stands so I picked this one just for fun! I am not actually sure this counts as a one-night-stand but the competition hasn’t actually started yet, so if I’m wrong at least it won’t matter haha]

This is a pre-Covid story from a few years ago; at the time my friends and I were all going to pub quizzes—the UK’s staple function for people who are needlessly overcompetitive in an insufferably indoors-y kind of way. Living in a big city we had the luxury of getting to pick from lots of options –and there are some bad pub quizzes out there.

We ended up being regulars at a big but very relaxed place in a swanky part of town. The quiz was good enough we kept coming back—and each week the top team walked away with a surprisingly juicy cash prize (only spendable at that one place tbf); sometimes, albeit rarely, we were that winning team.

How I (M) started sharing my girlfriend(F) [MFM] Part 2: Going for it

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/user/justherefortheview66/comments/pe4ipx/how_i_m_started_sharing_my_girlfriendf_mfm_part_1/)

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We knew a lot of things we wanted to try. Fantasies to be turned into reality. We just didn’t know how to get the right people for it. We set a few rules for who could be included: no close friends, no coworkers. Ideally someone we won’t see again in our day to day life, unless we want to. In a small town where everyne knows each others, it can get tricky.

We tried kinky websites but it just didn’t work for us. There is something about eschanging behind a screen that just kills any aspect of seduction for us. But we had a secret weapon: she was a barmaid. And as you can imagine, there were a lot of guys who would end up drunk around the bar, hoping for a chance to finish the night with the hot barmaid. As the subject would often turn to sex, she could always try to see if there was some kind of interest for group play.

Makeup Sex in the Doctor’s Office [MF]

Every couple fights. Sometimes it’s short and fast, other times, the argument lingers for days. After our fun night on Friday, we had an argument and it just seemed to stick around for days. The build up of anger and emotions weighed heavy on both of us, until yesterday afternoon.

Katie is a doctor. She has her own medical clinic in town with a small staff and multiple medical offices. She asked me to come by after work to help her with something in her office. I decided to surprise her. I made a dinner reservation at a nearby restaurant and brought her a change of clothes: sexy tight jeans and a new top she had just got.

She greeted me at her clinic and noticed me carrying her clothes and I told her about the dinner reservation. It was like all of the anger, stress, and frustration between us just melted away. I pulled her in for a deep kiss with the passion that was missing for the last few days. We gave each other ‘the look’ and I knew that after I helped her with the chore in her clinic, we wouldn’t be leaving until we made up properly.