Hi all, sorry this post is so damn long, but I think this is important context for all future stories. Mostly because my wife has steadfastly refused to talk about certain aspects of her past with me. The reason for this is pretty straightforward, and a bit of a story itself. Basically, she used to be (before we met) a little heavy. Then, at around age 24, she did everything she could to get into great shape and turn herself into a total smokeshow. When we met, she was about 90% done with her transformation and looking really good. She somehow managed to maintain big tits on a now almost stick skinny frame (sadly no ass though). The result of this, though, is that she was now starting to get a ton of attention she had never really gotten before. After years of being very down on her self image, all of the attention from “hot” guys started to really get to her. We started dating basically as soon as we met. For about 6 months things were great. After that, however, she started to repeatedly give in to temptation, into all of the new attention she was getting, and she ended up cheating on me a number of times. We continued to date for a long while; however, her giving into temptation/manicness/general bad behavior was only increasing. She was drinking a ton and just generally making bad decisions. After about 2 years of dating, I found out about an affair she had been carrying on with someone who, at the time, I had considered one of my closest friends. At about the same time we had moved in together (the moving in together is what had precipitated the guy to finally come clean, because I guess he thought he loved her or something). At almost the exact same time, we found out she was pregnant. After a tumultuous several months, we had a paternity test and found out the baby was mine. We resolved to stay together, and there was an incredible change in her behavior. Getting pregnant had matured her immensely almost instantaneously. We worked hard at our relationship to get to a trusting, loving place. She quickly revealed herself to be an incredible mother and a devoted partner. On our son’s first birthday I proposed, a year later we were married. She has been nothing but good to me and has been an amazing partner.
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Abby was slutty, Sarah was jealous. [MFFM][MF]
Familiarize yourself with my tales here, [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hrluth/my_first_time_with_my_friend_who_had_a_fiance_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x) [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/huivv9/my_adventures_with_an_engaged_friend_part_2_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x) [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hz8bz2/my_engaged_friend_is_getting_sluttier_and_cockier/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x). I also write about Sam and I, [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/hm6ifj/the_first_time_i_fucked_my_longterm_friend/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x) [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/hrhwhl/sexventures_sam_and_i_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)
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So, that trip as we can see from my previous posts had been very fruitful. I was having the time of my life. As Abby had now entered the equation, Sarah was visibly getting jealous. She would make sarcastic comments and often suggest I should get an STD test when I get back because Abby seemed like she would have one.
We started spending more time together with the girls next door. I spent more time with Abby. We would usually go out, drink, dance, flirt, make out, she was a great dancer (Her grinding almost gave me a heart attack).
I made some distance with Sarah because the last time we had fucked, in the heat of the moment I had cum inside her. Since, she and Kevin never had sex, I was not sure if she was on the pill. At that moment, I could not think of anything else, and cuming inside her wet oozing pussy made it heavenly. But, the next morning I came to my senses and thought I should talk to her.
New York State of Mind PT 2 [MF]
His mouth pressed against my ear, he moaned softly “I’ve been waiting all night to have you. I knew you weren’t wearing a bra all night. And now that I know…”
He slipped a hand under my dress, searching… before pressing his long fingers against my exposed pussy. I was slick with wetness. I was warm, my desire radiating from between my creamy white thighs. I pinched his hand between my legs, letting out a louder moan.
Taking my hand he led me back to our hotel room. I couldn’t hold in my desire. My hands wouldn’t leave his body. I touched him however I could. I needed to feel his skin. I needed to slip my hands underneath the crisp white shirt he wore. I wanted to feel that tuft of chest hair, which sat atop his gorgeous caramel skin. I buried my face in his chest as he fumbled with the door key, inhaling his scent – sweat and cologne and sweetness all mixed into one. I just wanted to tear his clothes off of him then and there and ride him in the foyer. With my lack of underwear it was possible and extremely tempting.
[M]y [F]irst Time with a Redhead in College (With Pics)
I have long enjoyed this sub and wanted to share a few of my wilder stories to give back. This story takes place back in 2010 when I was in college.
My name is Cameron and I am a 29 year old white male. For descriptions sake I am 6’2 and 190 lbs and in decent shape. Short dark hair and some facial hair. Slightly above average at 7 inches.
The girl in the story was named Kate. Kate is a 5’6 redhead who was very in shape. She had 34b’s and the best ass I have ever seen. Kate was a freshman and 19 at the time of this story. Picture of her.(with her permission) [https://imgur.com/a/OV4pTHm](https://imgur.com/a/OV4pTHm)
It is actually funny how I met Kate. My best friend from high school was dating a girl who was friends with Kate and went to the same college as her which was about an hour away from mine. One day he texted me and said “This is random but my gf’s friend Kate thinks you’re hot, would you be interested in talking to her?” After Facebook stalking her I responded with a quick “Hell yes” and he sent me her number. Honestly it was probably the least amount of work I ever had to do to get a number. I owe him a few beers for those wingman skills.
Can I get a woot-woot? [FM]
Hey everyone!
Kinkyleejellybean here and boy, let me tell you, being praised for my writing is so nice and unexpected.
I haven’t been getting much action. Mr. Saxophone lives too far to be a frequent thing, but I still look forward to seeing him again. And M, I fell hook, line, and sinker for his lines (refer to previous posts since I included them lol). Don’t know why he bothered to tell me he wanted to be an ongoing thing, when, *crickets*
Anyways, getting off track here. Minding my business, not really on Reddit much of these days. The envelope springs up with the little one on the right of it.
*Hi there. You’re a great writer btw your posts have been turning me on quite a bit.*
*I live (insert city). I’m 24 years old and I’m 6’4 blond hair blue eyes and a light beard that I’m happy to shave if you want.*
He continued with what he was looking for and included some imagur links. I responded with gratitude and interest. We exchanged snapchats.
Grinding until he came in his pants [MF]
My boyfriend and I have been together for about 10 months now, and moved in together around the six month mark. Ever since I moved in, it’s been ON. Sex every day, sometimes multiple times a day. We got so used to just being able to have sex all the time that when this past week it was off the table we were both incredibly frustrated.
One thing you should know about him is that he LOVES my ass. I mean spends multiple hours a day thinking about it, gets hard just thinking of me bending over, and when we spoon and I push up against him GAME OVER. I love to tease him and wear pajama shorts around the house constantly since we aren’t going anywhere because of coronavirus anyways. When we go out in public I wear leggings (partly because my pants don’t fit after quarantine lol) and it makes him so happy. So when I knew we couldn’t have sex this week, it made me even more determined to get him riled up. I wore shorter shorts for a few days, bent over unnecessarily, attracted attention to my butt more often than necessary and waited until he got too horny to be polite about it.
I [M] used to meet women of all ages on a party line just to fuck. Like tinder but over a landline.
I used to call a local number that connected me to groups of people in and near my area. I could talk to groups of people or have a one on one cat with someone.
I would stay, “listen, if we meet you’re going to suck my dick.”
Everyone always agreed, but then again, all we talked about in chat was sex related so I suppose it’s not surprising.
I met a girl who had just turned 18, I made her show me I.D. when we met. She literally walked out of her high school and met me outside when we first met. We drove around and got lunch, then we went back to a motel. I can’t describe how amazing she felt going down on me, other than the word bliss. I fucked her over and over until early evening.
I also met a woman who wanted revenge after her husband cheated on her. She tricked him into letting her handcuff him to a chair, then she invited me over and made him watch me fuck her. I was fucking her from behind when I had my orgasm. I yelled, “I’m cumming inside your wife!” Then she started moaning and he started crying louder.
[MF] My anal only sexual awakening
Max was my sexual awakening. Don’t get me wrong, I was certainly no prude before him but he opened my eyes to a world that I was vaguely aware of but never thought I would be a part of.
The first time I met Max in person, I remember feeling absolute abject fear. I had never met up with someone from the Internet before but I was so fucking horny, all thoughts of safety went out the window.
From the outset, Max was in control. In my fear, I couldn’t bear to look at him but he took command immediately and undressed me. As his mouth clamped onto my breast, his hands played with my ass. I knew that anal was on the table- Max had made it clear that this was a non negotiable- so I relaxed a little bit and just closed my eyes.
Max lay me down on the bed, eating my pussy. I don’t come easily at all but as he slid a finger, then two, into my ass, I came, gushing into his mouth.
[F]ucking my [M]arried friend in a Hospital
Last week I put out a story about my first sexual experience at work lead to an affair with a married one so I’m continuing on with that story and what happened our first night fucking in the department.
So after that first night I was at an all time high my mind literally couldn’t process what just happened. Everything happened so quick and even though I had imagined at times I never really expect us to actually go through with it. Even though me and “S” had agreed to never let it happen again I was completely content with never doing it again. Because of the respect I had for her I went to work the next day without telling anyone and pretending like nothing. I was about half through my shift before I got a request to bring a patient to the department “S” was in my heart was racing because it was going to be my first time seeing her since the incident since everything happened and it was only going to be me and her in office when I got there. But when I walked in she saw it was me and just smiled at me in way that I knew she got reminded of what happened. We talked for a little bit before she went off to scan the patient I brought her and the whole time I could only feel my heart racing because I knew I was in trouble.
[MF] The Korean Cougar vs. The Biggest Dick I’ve Ever Seen (I Lost)
My best friend Katherine and I were invited to a New Year’s Eve party at a beach house in Pacific Beach, San Diego and had spent all day getting ready. We were under the impression that most of the men at the party were going to be young professionals so we made sure to pull out all of the stops; Brazilians, upper lip and eyebrow waxing, blowouts at the salon, mani/pedis, smokey eyeshadow, eyeliner, and dark red lip color, everything! I had all gold jewelry; bangles for each arm, wide hoop earrings, my favorite link necklace and a nose ring. On top of that, I wore my brand new slim navy/white patterned midi dress with a super high slit up the thigh, open-toed wedges with ankle straps, and a high-waisted lace g-string to surprise any lucky stud that got that far.
Looking like a high-priced hooker made me feel liberated and slutty. It was a class cocktail party; we arrived late and were immediately welcomed with mojitos and a selection of hors d’oeuvres like pork and applesauce cups and potato fritters. Within several minutes a few young men came over to talk to us. One, in particular, a lean Navy junior grade lieutenant with a monster bulge, took my attention. He smile was clean and natural, his eyes were hazel and his shoulders barely fit in his sports coat. He was staying the night with his friend in one of the rooms, so I asked to leave my clutch and phone there.