One More Night With Brooke [FF]

Me again! Here to give you all the sexy details of another encounter with Brooke. My first two stories with her can be found on my profile.

Okay so my day started as I woke up mid orgasm which only makes me hornier. I teased and edged myself all morning while getting ready, leaving me even more ready to hump something. Brooke and I had hung out but hadn’t gotten to have any fun like our previous nights so on my break at work I sent her a playful text to see if she was free that night. She replied immediately, telling me that she’d be over when I was off. Through out the day Brooke sent me dirty little messages like “Ive been thinking of you every time I cum” and teasing photos of her tits. Dear god I was so horny.

26F First time with my FWB. Rough [MF]

My long time friend and FWB started dating someone so we stopped our sexy times. A few weeks later a friend of his wanted to know if I’d be a FWB with him. He’s new to cross fit and really strong and tall so compared to me at around 5’2″ 105 lbs I’m easy to toss around. This is my first time with him and it happened a few months ago.

My dad was gone so I had Ryan come over to my house. I was of course nervous. I gave him a quick tour of the house and by the time we made it to the family room his hands were all over me. He took off my t-shirt and bra and spent time touching and sucking on my nipples. Next my jean shorts were undone and slipped off and he was really complimentary of my body. He stood up and kissed me sliding his hands across my undies which were already really wet. He mentioned something about it and then slid his hands inside my undies and was rubbing me.

snapchatting [F]

god I am so wet right now.
I feel like being really naughty.
I send a snap to someone talking about something mundane and boring,
but because I’m a little slut I make sure you can clearly see my tits.
and after I send it I rub my little clit,
thinking of you

Home early [MF]

Okay, reddit, several people have asked me to make sure I updated with what happened when my husband got home from work, so here goes.

It takes about an hour for him to get home from work, so I decided to rev myself up a bit more, looking at pics and reading stories to make sure I was good and ready for when he came home.

When I heard his key in the lock, I jumped out of bed and greeted him in the kitchen, not wearing a stitch. Being naked in our house isn’t really unusual, we’re kind of in-home nudists, but given the exchange from earlier, he was definitely happy that I was fully nude.

I threw my arms around his neck and began to kiss him, passionately. He returned my kiss, putting his hands on my hips and pulling me against him. I slid my hands under his shirt, caressing his back, gliding across his chest. He moaned into my mouth when I raked my nails down his spine, and dug his own nails into my buttocks. I broke the kiss with a gasp, and pulled back to look into his eyes.

Working late [MF]

I got the normal “I’m working late, maybe 8” text and went on with my night. I did the normal house stuff like cleaning and lunches and watching tv when I should’ve been doing laundry. Then I got another text “Sorry, maybe 9” then that turned into “I’m really sorry, I’ll be home by 10”

No big deal, I got the bed to myself which is rare and I took advantage of it. I spread across the whole thing and hogged the blankets. I fell asleep quickly and deeply.

I was awoken by my dog letting me know that the front door was opening. It was my boyfriend and he was crawling into bed before I had my eyes open. He started to kiss me. He wrapped his hand around my face then started to explore. His hands were still cold so the touch on my bare back sent goosebumps across my body. He kissed my neck and pulled my legs to the edge of the bed, then led me to the living room floor.

I [F] seduced daddy’s workmate from Brazil [M]

*This is another story from my wild teenage years. Since then some time has passed and I’m 31 now. If you’d like to read my stories in a chronological order (from nice to naughty so to say) start with this one. Then go to:*

[How I [F] discovered my submissive side by hatefucking a holiday acquaintance](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dyhh16/how_i_f_18_discovered_my_submissive_side_by_hate/)

[Marriage proposal during sex [FM]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e35i4t/marriage_proposal_during_sex_fm/)

[How I [F] fuck the police [husband, M]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e150zj/how_i_f_fuck_the_police_husband_m/)

[How I [F] was punished by my cop husband [M] for teasing](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e1m0dx/how_i_f_was_punished_by_my_cop_husband_m_for/)

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…I am sweet 18 years old and my daddy got me a summer job with his company during the school holidays. They are going on a trade fair and need a hostess on their booth – meaning someone to wait tables, do small talk to business people and basically be a living decoration. Actually, they already have a model pretty lady for the job, but my dad convinced HR they need another hostess because he wants to help me make some money and also he likes to show off with me a little, I think. My dad had a hard time learning English and he is very proud of me speaking foreign languages, which is sweet of him. It’s a multinational company and salesmen (few saleswomen..) from all the branches abroad are flown in.

[MF] Chloé II – Reunion


Beautiful Chloé [MF] (repost) from gonewildstories

Click here to read the story I posted about my first time with Chloé. This story takes place 3 years later.

Chloé and I went separate ways after 2-3 very intense months together. Things didn’t work out for reasons I don’t need to get into for the sake of this story. Anyway, we moved on.

Few years go by and I stumble upon Chloé’s tumblr blog again. I feel the urge to text her and see how she’s doing. I had the feeling that it was ok to do so, which is why I just shot her a message. To my relief, she was very happy about it. We always had this intimate connection that never went away and you could really feel that it was indeed still there.

She was even more beautiful by now, her hair had brightened up a bit, her body was more toned and generally she gave away a happier and brighter impression than back in the day.

Thanksgiving Break = sex with a married woman [MF]

This story happened a few years ago, but for some reason I was reminded of it during this year’s thanksgiving break.

My freshman year of college was a stressful and at some times lonely beginning. Lots of positives and lots of negatives being at a school far from home. I didn’t go with hardly anyone from my hometown, so I sometimes missed people back home.

Dani was a friend I had known for about 5 years at this point. We met in youth group and remained friends for a while. She got pregnant during her senior year of high school and married (reluctantly I might add) the baby daddy. Growing up she was a gymnast and her body had maintained through her growth into a young woman. She was about 5’2” with toned, athletic legs and a round ass. Her tits were small, but perky. After she got married, we fell out of touch a bit. So I was surprised to hear from her about a month into school.

[MF] Fulfilling all her requests

As she laid down on the edge of the bed with her legs in the air and her freshly waxed pussy and ass exposed, I knew this night was going to be different.

We’ve been married for 5 years, but started dating when we were 19. Our sex life through our mid 20s was amazing. It slowed down in recent years, but with the stress of work and a baby that’s to be expected.

We’re both 31 and have great careers. Both definitely above average in the looks department. I’m 6’1, 190, and in pretty good shape (pics in profile). My wife is 5’8, 130, perky b cups, and a perfectly round ass.

We left our one year old with the babysitter and headed to the trendy restaurant in our town for cocktails and dinner. Since moving to the suburbs, we really haven’t made friends. Everywhere we go, we are on the lookout for couples that look like they’d be our friends.