My NYE Plans [MF] Part 2/3

Please read this for the first part of my NYE plan https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ah65t8/my_nye_plan_cheatingmf_pt1/

I planned this whole thing because I wanted a night to remember and to tell all of you about!

So NYE comes and my husband and I get dressed up. I am wearing the tight dress seen here https://i.imgur.com/1UjWX8z.jpg?2 before we went out.

So we went to a nice restaurant for dinner. My husband and I are awaiting our appetizers when Justin and his gf walk into the same restaurant. Now, I planned this, but my husband has no idea, nor does Justin’s gf. They come over and say hello. Justin is not Jordan’s favorite person at all, but they were sports buddies so they do the half hug. I give Justin a big hug and his gf too. Then they head to their table. Jordan tries to avoid Justin if we ever see them out.

Jordan comments on not liking ‘that guy.’ I roll my eyes and ask why, as I want to get him a bit worked up.

He lowered his voice and said, “You know why.” I give him a look to make him elaborate. He said, “He is a dick and you fucked him.”

Fucking in the Office Rooftop Bathroom [MF]

Before we were married, my Irish spitfire of a wife and I were two dating, horny 20-somethings who fucked everywhere and anytime we could. This is one of our stories.

I was heads-down working late on a project at the office when I heard my cell phone buzz. “Still working?” the text from my girlfriend asked.

I replied yes, and then she sent, “Shame to waste this outfit. I look pretty hot…and I have fantasized about fucking you all day.

And I am still next door.”

We worked at office buildings next door to each other. It was how we had met. Now I was totally distracted, My mind raced.

“Give me 5 minutes,” I wrote back.

I speed-walked through our office to the elevator. The office was deserted. I rode the elevator to the top floor it could reach– the rooftop deck, which included a large bathroom with a door that locked. The rooftop was empty. It was a Tuesday, so a little early in the week for a rooftop gathering. By Thursday or Friday, the roof would have been jam-packed. We were only a half block from the White House, and the view was pretty spectacular.

An erotic and [m]utually satisfying arrangement with my [f]riend’s wife while separated from our spouses for six months

I thought I’d share an unusual arrangement my wife and I set up with another couple when we were apart for six months because of work. We’re pretty straight-laced normally, so this was definitely a new and strange experience for us.

I’m 29 and my wife, Lucy, is 27, and we’ve been best friends with another couple, Anna and Mike, who are roughly the same age, since our university days. We’re not normally open about our sex life but we’ve known each other long enough that we don’t have many secrets from each other. Anna and I are both lawyers in the same firm, which meant that when we both got seconded to another country for six months we found ourselves in the unusual situation of effectively doing an (initially) platonic wife swap. We stayed in touch with our respective partners every day over Skype, but as time went on we both admitted to each other and our spouses that we were finding the lack of physical intimacy very frustrating, especially when work was stressful and we needed a release. We spent long evenings together watching films and talking about our needs, and we shared our concerns with our partners. Fortunately, it seemed our partners were having the same issues on the other side of the world, and in the end my wife suggested that we try something new while we were abroad.

Finally fulfilling online lust in an office stairwell [MF] [Cheating] [Long]

For upfront description purposes, at the time of this story I’m 27 years old, and I am 5’9”, 165lbs, white, brown hair, blue eyes, relatively fit (both run and lift regularly), and am a clean-cut type. Kelly is ~26 years old, 5’2”, white, with burnt orange red hair and freckles. She is actually kinda built from going to the gym and as such has a great ass and thighs. Her tits were fantastic (34C if I had to guess) with half-dollar sized flat nipples.

A night out in Berlin [Group]

Hello fine people,

I’d really like to share a great, kind of surreal experience I recently had while partying. For starters, I’m a mid-twenties student in Berlin. I would describe myself as tall, thin and a bit awkward around girls, although I have quite some experience. The nightlife in the city is insane. You have so many venues to choose from which all have their own flair and crowd. The unifying theme of all of them is their devotion to techno and to offer their guests an escape from reality for a few hours or the whole weekend if that’s what you want. For example, taking photos inside is strictly forbidden and you have to put stickers on your phone cameras. This helps create an inclusive atmosphere in which people can really be themselves, dress up and not worry about any kind of societal norms, judgement or disapproving looks.

Long time flirt finally comes over. [FM]

There was always an extra glance or a lingering touch from him that left me feeling electric.

When you have a friend group that’s as close as ours you don’t experiment amongst each other openly. Unless you want everyone to be asking you about what you’re doing or if we’ve done this or that. Plus, it’s more fun to steal moments right?

There’s many stories I could tell about him, but we’ll just go for one of my favorites. The first night we fucked.

He was always someone I noticed at our friend’s parties. Standing off to the side, quietly getting drunk and passing around the occasional blunt. However, if you got the right couple of people around him he would finally open up. He was 6’4″, atleast, as he stood a few inches above those around him. He had a brilliant smile and a sincere laugh that was as golden as his hair. He worked in manual labor jobs and you could tell that he had a good body underneath his usual Carhartt, t-shirt, and jeans. When he hugged me I always threw my arms up over his shoulders and he would lift me and squeeze. Always melted me instantly. After putting me down his hands would linger for just a moment, while we smiled at each other.

What I learned from being Gangbanged [Group]

​I’m a yoga instructor and happily married Hotwife.

A while ago, I was in the middle of a gang bang. 5 guys and myself. Prior to that, I had experiences in threesomes (both MMF and MFF) but nothing as big as a 5 on 1 gang bang. ​Thought I would share with you my thoughts/observations from it.

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1. **A Gang Bang is one of the sluttiest things a woman can do:**
Fucking 5 guys, at the same time is crazy (in a good way). Some women don’t fuck 5 guys in their lifetimes, but I fucked 5 guys in one night. Up to that point, I never knew what being a slut really meant, until I was triple penetrated, worked over, used, degraded, cum on, dominated by 5 different men. Each man had his own preference. One liked doggystyle, one liked to be verbal, as the slut, it was my duty and responsibility to make sure I was the best slut I could be.
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I used to masturbate to the sounds of my future girlfriend having sex [MF]

I met my future gf during freshman year in college, we lived in the same dorm and our room were next to each other. As some of you might have experienced, college dorm walls seem to be made of cardboard and are really bad at insulating. Anyway, my future gf would at times bring guys back to her room and thanks to the thin walls I could hear everything. On the nights when my roommate was out I used to get off the sound of her having sex. A year later we tarted going out and we’ve been together for 4 years now. Never told her a thing.

[M]y going-away present [F]rom a coworker before I changed departments (longish)

Once again reaching in to the Wayback Machine and going back to when I had a sex life, this dandy little tale comes from the six-month stretch between when I threw my incredibly terrible long-term relationship in to the trash (readers of my previous posts may recall something about her abusive ways) and my getting together with my last real girlfriend, Elle (who you can read about here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8qywdn/sharing_an_old_but_good_story_longish_bit_of_a/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8qywdn/sharing_an_old_but_good_story_longish_bit_of_a/) ).

So, from 2003 to 2016, I worked for a major tech firm in Silicon Valley, holding a variety of positions (hah!) during my tenure there. For the first three years, I worked in Network Operations, both as a primary tech and a trainer. This story takes place in December of 2006, two months after kicking Restraining Order out of my life. My coworker, we’ll call her Gabby, and I had been buddies on the job for a while. She knew all about my issues with RO, which had been going on for some time, and had been a good ear of sympathy, having her own share of shitty issues in relationships. After the breakup, Gabby told me she was making it her mission to find me someone good, decent, and healthy for me.

Remembering a reunion [MF]

Lately I have been feeling nostalgic about my first. Not my first time having sex, but rather the first person I was in love with. The first person I spent the night with. The first person I woke up next to. The person I spent the whole day in bed with. The first person I bought lingerie for. I was nineteen, she was a year younger. We were in love and it didn’t last, as these things never do. I was an idiot, as nineteen year olds often are. But this isn’t about our brief time together, this is about the time we met up a few years later.

Allow me a moment to describe her at eighteen. Five foot three and slender. Dancer’s body. Pale skin due to avoiding sunlight, as she was the type to burn rather than tan. Long brunette hair with a slight curl. Glasses over green eyes. Firm B-cup breasts with tiny pink nipples. A tuft of soft brown hair between her legs. At nineteen I was much thinner than I am now, with wavy brown hair and hazel eyes. Soccer player body with well defined legs and ass. As now, a seven inch circumcised cock.