Not just another Tuesday,[MFF]

I’ve always hated Tuesday’s, the most depressing day of the week if you ask me, you didn’t, well I better get on with the story then.

First a little background because it’s very important, as I feel like the luckiest man alive. I am 50, I don’t feel it and thank god,(and also because I workout and run) don’t look it. I am married to a wonderful and very sexy 42 year old, she is from a wonderful group of islands somewhere in the Pacific which is where we live. We met 12 years ago while both working in the U.S. (I am British). Our first date ended up in a strip club in San Francisco where she got me to pay for her to have a private dance with a stripper, whom she got very handsy with. Straight away I realised she was a keeper.

Weekend Vacation – Part 1 [MMF][CUCKOLDING][LONG]

I hope you can forgive bad formulations and mistakes, English is not my native language.

How I was cucked by my buddy Karl for the first time after losing a bet to him you can read [here](https://old.reddit.com/r/cuckoldstories/comments/9b97nw/wager_with_an_old_army_buddy_mffcuckoldinglong/).

And how my wife arranged for me to be cucked a second time on our wedding anniversary, I posted [here](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9bvyiw/anniversary_surprise_mfcuckoldinglong/).

After those two stories happened, I was cucked a few more times by Karl, after losing other wagers to him, and once or twice my wife arranged for me to be cucked. While those sessions were just as enjoyable it was nothing new. I have one cuckold experience left though, which is interesting enough to post it. So here goes:

So my buddy Karl, his long time girlfriend Christine, my wife Clarissa and I arranged for a little vacation. So we booked some rooms at a hotel in a big city for a weekend, from Friday to Sunday. We checked in and unpacked. After that we went out, shopping, sightseeing, drinking and whatever else you do on vacation in a big city.

[MF] I fucked the creepy guy of the neighbourhood (Part 2)

I mentioned last time that he ripped my dress while he was fucking me. So I decided to go back, give him a talking to, and tell him he needs to pay for my dress.

The next day I go over and knock on his door. He opened the door, and I stormed into his apartment.

„Came to fuck?” he asked, and I started tearing him a new one. It didn’t last long, because as soon as he realized what I was talking about, he interrupted me, saying I should have undressed if I didn’t want my clothes ruined, and it’s all my fault. What? He rips my dress and it’s my fault? Who does he think he is? But before I could say anything, he spoke again.

„You just wanted to be spanked again, didn’t you?”

„No…..”

„Bend over the table, and wait for me. Oh, and take off your clothes if want to keep them in one piece.”

I’m just standing there, shocked, with my mouth open, no idea what to do. I shouldn’t do it. But I want to. Then he yelled from the other room that I’d better be on the table when he gets back. That was enough to convince me. I immediately took my clothes off, and bent over the table.

Busy as a bunny girl [FM]

(Yes, the photographer let me use some audio clips of this one!)

It’s been a surprisingly busy and somewhat stressful summer for me, which hasn’t left me with a lot of spare time for… well, anything much honestly. As a result, things had also died down as far as requests from photographers went, not helped by a lack of time to travel or anything like that. However, during one brief respite I was contacted by a photographer interested in meeting me for some private video work who was also willing to travel to my area, and after numerous chats to arrange things we finally found a date and time that would work for both of us, and with everything agreed the date was set.

On the morning in question, I woke up to the usual buzz of intense nervous excitement that comes with these things – in fact, it woke me up far too early, which left me moping around the house for several hours before it was time to shower, throw my outfit for the shoot into a small bag and head not too far from home to the hotel that was to be the location for the shoot.

[FMF] Manipulating a friend to fuck my husband

My husband and I opened our marriage over a decade ago. We are both just on the plus side of 40, with a kid in middle school. THings have never been the same after opening our relationship. As it’s the case with most open relationships, it is easy to find men who want to be with woman than the other way round.

My husband works with a guy, Sam. He’s 8 years younger than us and married to a knockout looking woman, Aditi, a striking brunette with shoulder length hair and a body to die for. They too have one child, a daughter. An year has passed from the last time my husband was with another woman. He likes younger ones and it is hard to find given our ages. Sam confessed to having hotwife fantasies to my husband while discussing their sex lives. Over the next few months, all four of us got together for dinner at either their home or ours. There was one problem, Sam has brought up the fantasy with his wife only recently.

[MF] Hayley’s 18th – Birthday Sex and Cheating

**Prologue**

This is the first story I have about Hayley. It was also the first time I had cheated on my GF. Our relationship had grown stale and she had begun to play games. This one has a bit of a backstory to it to set the scene. If there’s interest in this story then I’ll post more.

**Backstory**

When I was 22 my best mate Greg was dating a younger girl (19) called Lara who lived in South East London, the opposite side of the city from us. Despite me being in a relationship at the time Lara was always trying to set me up with her friends. She seemed to think good of me and if girls are giving you a glowing reference to other girls its like the golden ticket to Willy Wonkas Bonka factory.

[FM] My First Blowjob (Spoiler: I Swallowed)

I started dating a little later than my friends, around 19. I was friends with a lot of guys in high school, but no one seemed to want to date me, same during my freshman year of college. I finally got on OKCupid, and met a guy. Nice, nerdy, 4 years older but only a little more experienced than me. I was so ready to get laid. On our second date we went from my first kiss ever to being mostly naked with him fingering me in the back of his minivan (hey, it gave us a lot of space to ourselves…) within the span of about 5 hours. He asked if I would be okay with him giving me oral, but we didn’t get to it. I was so into it, but then we saw the blue and red flashing lights outside the window.

We luckily were not arrested, but told to move it along. Our next date was in the daytime in a park, and we made out but couldn’t do much else. Our fourth date, I went to visit him at work. He worked at a college. It was the summer, and his entire building was mostly deserted. After making out in his office, he tucked his erection up into his belt and gave me a little tour of the building. We ended in a room that had a couch.

[MF] The army recruiter

Back when I was 16, there was a guy my big brother’s age. We’ll call him Aaron. Aaron was your typical cowboy, skinny with tight jeans. Damn he looked good in a cowboy hat.

He had a great smile, the kind where the eyes wrinkle and you know it’s genuine. Despite crazy mutual attraction, we never actually hooked up. Then he enlisted in the Army and went off to Germany.

Twenty years later, he was back in our hometown. I stopped at a liquor store and he insisted on meeting me there. “Hey, stranger,” he said. I turned around. Skinny cowboy no longer, Aaron had put on a lot of muscle. He was just shy of “thick” and of course, his uniform showed this off nicely.

“Hey!” I said, giving him a hug before paying for my purchases. He walked me to the truck I was driving and when I opened the door I said something about having gained a bit of weight since high school. “You still look amazing,” he said, and kissed me hard on the lips. I put my arms around him as he grabbed my tits and our kiss deepened.

My first taste of the cheating high [MF] [cheating] [long]

*This is the story of how* *I had the best sex of my life. This night stands out as a very defining moment in my life overall, not just my sex life. It involves cheating on my abusive ex. Unfortunately those of you who read my stories may be disappointed – this isn’t kinky fun, it’s pretty vanilla for me, but vanilla is a complex flavor, so give it a chance. This happened many years ago, exactly this time of year – shortly before my 20th birthday. This might be more of a confession than a “gone wild” story.. sorry, next one will be better, I promise I have more..*

**Background on my relationship:**

My [F]irst Real [F]emale Experience

Hi everyone, this is my first time posting in this sub reddit. I’ve posted a few times in /r/gonewild and /r/asiansgonewild. This story may be quite long but I hope you all enjoy it. A little about myself – I am Asian, 23 years old, 5 ft tall and about 115 lbs, with a pretty big ass for an Asian and 32 D tits (you can see my posts and get the gist of what I look like). This event happened last June and I still think about it when I’m masturbating as it’s my first real sexual experience with another woman. I’ve made out with girls before and I’ve always fantasized about sleeping with one, or multiple (lol) but have never actually done it..until that night. Just thinking about this night makes me super wet and I can almost cum instantly when I replay it in my head.