[FM] Coming Back for Seconds

I’ve really never been one to post the details of my sexual escapades. However, my first time posting was under a different account, specific to the sub that connected me with my current partner. It triggered a massive response from local men wanting to be “next”, so I opted to post with slightly more anonymity this time. And why post again at all? Because seconds were JUST THAT DAMN GOOD.

To recap: we met last month for the first time after connecting over another, very specific sub. After nearly a month of exchanging messages and trying to meet up, we were finally able to do so. Our night together was nothing short of incredible. He got me off more times than I could count with his skilled fingers, insatiable tongue, and perfect cock. He also claimed the title of the best oral I’ve ever had. By the time we parted ways, I was sore (no one had ever worked my pussy that well), dripping wet, and already making plans for our next meeting.

[MF] my wife, her mouth, her hands, her orgasms

**TLDR: Kissing, face-fucking, vibrating, and stroking, all for the first time in a long time.**

It’s been more than two months since my wife and I have been intimate with each other. She had surgery in December, but even before then we hadn’t done anything. It wasn’t for lack of wanting to, but sometimes people drift a little and have to do a course-correction. We started that on Friday night — some kissing and touching, and she came four times before I misjudged the situation and we lost the flow. Still, I like making her come, so even if there was no reciprocation it wasn’t a problem.

I suppose you might want to know what my wife looks like, for the record: five-ten, curvy, pale, with DD-cup breasts and a soft tummy and *all* the hips. Her hair is long, straight, and brown, and her eyes are greenish. I’m six feet tall, also curvy, with a shaved head, beard, blue eyes and glasses. She’s in her early 30s, I’m in my late 30s. So there you go.

Onto the story.

[f]irst intercourse with my current husband

Me and my husband have been together for a while now, so this is going back a bit.

We were together for a couple months at this point and have only done oral. I told him I needed time to get on the pill, but it was really just me being reluctant. Despite my online personality, I am (or at least was back then) quite reserved.

So we went out with some friends on a Friday night. We got pretty drunk, but not nothing over the top,
Just enough to cut loose and really have fun.
By my standards, I was dressed pretty slutty in a thigh length skirt, dark black pantyhose, spiked heel boots, and a low cut shirt that showed my
Little boobs pretty nicely. We danced and went to a bunch of bars. It was the first time I dressed like this in from of him, or his friends, which really seemed to turn me on. I could feel my wetness getting more and more prevalent through the night. A couple times I even went to the bathroom to dry off just to keep things in control.

[F] I don’t remember anything

I met up with friend from high school who I had not seen in a few years and was in town for the weekend from college. He picked me up and we went to a local bar and grill fora late lunch. After food and a couple drinks we went to a bar down town to meet up with a few of his friends who I also new from high school and had not seen since. Around 10pm my noticed a had two missed calls from my boyfriend so I called him and he asked if i was having a good time and if I need a ride. I said I was having fun and that I’d be home I’d get a ride home from my friend when we left the bar. We ended up all going my friends house to continue drinking. The next thing I remember is waking up alone on the couch. My bra was off and on the couch next to me but I never sleep with my bra on so I thought noting of it. I went to the bathroom and felt strangly sore when I got up an notice my pussy, but crack and panties were wet and it felt sore and it looked swollen. Just walking and getting up and down felt uncomfortable. When I got out of the bathroom they were all in the kitchen getting ready to eat breakfast . I ate and asked for a ride home. That morning no one hinted that anything happened and acted completely normal. I was to embarrassed to ask. Before leaving that morning my boyfriend called and was pissed/worried because he had been calling me all night I told him I was coming home and did so shortly after. I have not spoke to that friend since and still have no clue exactly what happened that night.

do you need help with that? [MF][seduction][feet]

(Names have been changed)
Sue was a 5,1 Filipino girl with smooth tanned skin, straight black hair, and a pair of cute feet that she had painted with a dull white that contrasted on her dark skin for a very sexy classy look.
She had a toned flat belly and a sexy little ass that she would flaunt around in tight leggings, making it very easy to picture what she had just beneath.

We had started flirting in class, one thing led to another and we started talking to each other on the phone a lot at night when we were trying to cure our Boredom.

I would regularly get horny from her telling me about her past relationships and how she had gotten fucked in some kinky way. Sue would tell me how to stroke my cock when we were talking and drove me crazy how horny she made me. I would cum several times in the time we spent talking on the phone.

[FM] Boyfriend fucks my brains out and cums in me after a long shift at the hospital

It had been a long day. Between patients, doctors, and a 12-hour shift, I was excited to get home to relax. I parked my car and headed up to my apartment. I opened the door and my jaw dropped.
Candlelight lit the entire room and rose pedals on the floor guided me toward my bedroom. What was Chris up to now? I set my stuff down on the counter and opened the bedroom door.

“Chris?” I asked.

“Hey, babe,” he said as he raced over to kiss me. Our mouths interlocked and his tongue raced along the front part of my teeth. He rested his hand on my cheek. He pulled me in tight as if he never wanted to let me go. I could feel his full manhood already pressing firmly against me. “I couldn’t wait to see you.”

“It has only been like 12 hours” I retorted.

“It was clearly 12 hours too many,” he responded.

“So what do you want to do?” I coyly asked. His answer was only a wide smile.

[MF] Sex with her was one of the nine reasons for reincarnation. The other eight were unimportant. That was naked poetry. She smelled like love, wine, and home. She smelled like nakedness, even when she was warmly dressed.

“She was a rebel. She had wild eyes. Her voice was tempting.”

“That woman was a genius in the daytime and a beauty at night. She was both an apple and a snake.”

“Love to her was like a war; easy to start but hard to end and you never know where it might take you.”

“She was perfect, pure maddening sex. And she knew it, and she played on it, dripped it, and allowed you to suffer for it. She was a full-time job. She seemed a bit crazy but I kept looking at her body and I didn’t care.”

“Sex with her was one of the nine reasons for reincarnation. The other eight were unimportant. That was naked poetry.”

“She smelled like love, wine, and home.”

“She smelled like nakedness, even when she was warmly dressed.” …

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[F] I (19) fucked my Uber driver.

I’ve had a few requests to post my story here so why not lol

I was out at the club with some friends, dancing and drinking. You know the story.

When it was time to go I called for an Uber, and my driver showed up within a couple minutes. And man was he fucking hot! Handsome face, perfect jaw, sexy eyes.

I hopped in the front seat (which he initially protested) and we were on our way. Now sober me is a bit of a slut, but drunk me has no filter.

He was trying to make small talk and I just kept blurting out that I could see the outline of his cock through his pants. He was doing his best to keep changing thr subject but all I could think about pulling his dick out and sucking it.

I walked my fingers across his pants and started stroking his cock over his pants. I could tell he was doing his best not to moan and I could feel his cock getting harder and bigger. Drunk me gets giggly so I kept laughing.

[MF] Weekend with Meagan 1: The best BJ I’ve ever had

Weekend with Meagan:

[Part 0: Our first time together](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7relzm/mf_weekend_with_meagan_0_our_first_time_together/)

Part 1: The best Blow Job

Part 2: The best sex

Part 3: Driving

Part 4: Meagan’s first vibrator

In part 0 I mentioned in recounting some of these using the videos we made, this is one of those so expect it to be quite detailed. I’ll be updating the Part #s with links to the rest. I would love any feedback.

The Best Blow Job

Meagan found out that at this point in my life I had never managed to cum from a BJ and she was determined to remedy this. It had been about a month since our first time and we’d been chatting quite a bit and hooking up every weekend her son was with his dad. She told me on Tuesday to have a really good masturbation session because I wasn’t allowed to do it again that week. When I got home from work I received a picture of her, topless, smiling at the camera. It came with a message that said it was to help me out. I usually jerked off every day and knowing it’d be days before I got to cum again I made the most of it.

[FM], [FM] Sandrine, the shy French girl, or The night I was king of the conference

This is a repost from another account that got shadowbanned for some inexplicable reason. If it gets love there’s more where this came from.

Also, this is just part 1, because the app is telling me I can’t post this many characters (did that change?).

I work in in a creative field as a consultant, and I’ve reached a fair amount of success, to where today, a couple years shy of 40 I make very good money, work on global projects and travel a lot. It’s a little hard to relate to for me, because all I do is just make stuff up, putting words on paper basically is it.