fucking again and deja vu [m]

This happened about 5 years ago now when I was in the midst of a nice single period. I’d got back in contact with my ex, actually my first, and we had become good friends again.

She was recently single and so i suggested we get some drinks with other friends. Perfectly innocent at the start! So after meeting at a pub we were drinking and enjoying the company when she asked me if she could stay on my sofa because she was still living with her ex at the time and wanted a break. I of course said she could.

At this point let me describe her, 25 with short blonde hair and just gorgeous D cup tits, she had pale skin and these perfect pink nipples. As maybe the first pair I ever saw they really set a high standard.

So the evening progressed and we decided to leave and there was maybe some tension, although in hindsight as I’m not sure I felt it at the time.

[FM] fucking a champagne bottle

This took place the same night as my strip club story. That tale was getting a little bit long but you can find it in my post history.

After leaving the strip club and getting my lap dance, I was feeling horny as fuck. We took an Uber back to our hotel and my husband slid his hand up my dress in the back seat. As I mentioned in that story, I wasn’t wearing panties, which gave him easy access to my pussy. His fingers ran up and down my juicy lips, teasing me, and occasionally slipping a finger inside.

Once at the hotel and in our room, I changed into some lingerie while he opened a bottle of champagne. He poured us each a glass and I sat on the bed while he took pictures of me.

He asked me to play with myself and I did. I used one hand to slip my thong to the side and finger my pussy, while the other hand held my champagne as I kept drinking it. I started with one finger, then two fingers, and finally three fingers, working in and out of me. He likes it when I squeeze more fingers inside and I could see the lust building in his eyes.

[F] I (F46) had a secret affair for 8 months. It revitalized my sex life with my husband [PART XII: Stasis]

To start with, I should tell you this is not a sex-heavy post, more of an update on where my adventure of self-discovery has taken me in the last few weeks. Short story long: it’s a bit of a disappointment right now. If you’d rather read about my happier sex stuff, you should start at the beginning of this saga: https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u33z2w/f_i_f45_had_a_secret_affair_for_8_months_it/

Anyway, it’s been a while since I posted. No real reason, except that I feel that I’ve kind of exhausted my real life experiences, so there’s not much to say. I’ve tried writing erotic fiction but it feels… unreal. I’ve also tried chatting with other people on reddit, I hoped that having someone to spur me on or help me explore my sexual self would help me scratch that itch, the itch that exploring my affair with Keith helped scratch. But this experience has been discouraging, to be honest. I did have one very hot exchange with a lady that turned into pretty filthy dirty talk–not what I was there to do, but I got into it in a big way. But just that one time. Otherwise, my experience chatting on reddit has been an eye opener, but not really in a good way.

my [F37] friend [F42] got me in trouble [FM]

So for who follows my story my fellow soccer mom and I have been on this teasing session fir weeks now and honestly I just want want to have her please me already but ok, I have other friends to release me if needed so I can go on a bit longer.

But we’ve gotten pretty close and exchanged some old fantasies and new ones during our texting and that’s when I found out about her old dominant days, damn hearing her stories about how she used to use boys gitvme dripping in no time. And she loved hearing me talk about my homewrecking fantasies.

Now I had to stay up late to play taxi for partying youth, my nephew and his friends had asked me the aunt do drive them from and to a party so I decided to do so, being the good and fun aunt I am.

To keep me entertained I was chatting with her and I swear my pantie where dripping, she got me so hot, now going to pick up my nephew and his friends I start dropping them off now the last one of this youth im guessing about 19 was a fit kid muscular and I could tell he was checking me out.

Surprise in the morning [MF]

*Sequel to “Partying turning into fucking at a girls place”*

*All characters over 18*

The smell of fresh blueberry pancakes wakes me up from my dreams. I try stretching my body, as I realize my company from yesterday at the pub still lays besides me! Me moving gets her attention, she cuddles onto me, giving me a soft kiss on the cheek.

“Did you make pancakes?”, she asks me tired. Before answering, she realizes I still lay beneath her leg, nude and just woken up. Her eyes get wide!

“Oh no… my roommate is already home, she said she would come home at 11 a.m.! She doesn’t expect me to have a guest over!” She jumps up, throws on a morning robe and signs me to stand up.

“Just go into the bathroom, while I go to her in the kitchen. She can’t see you if we do it like that. Put on your clothes and follow your nose to us. I will handle her in the meantime, explaining why you are here. Shall I tell her your name?”

“OK, sounds like a Plan. Yeah, tell her I’m John. Nothing to make a mystery out of!”

42 [F] British OnlyFans milf moves onto my 21 [M] street! Part 2

So a few months later I’m back home again for a couple weeks.

I was really on my fitness grind at the time, gotta keep that six pack! So I was going for jogs regularly as well as going with one of my friends to the local gym.

Both of which I go past her house for. Though to the gym it’s in a car – partly irrelevant then.

The gym I go to at home is a rather well designed one, more for free weights and all. A mix of a bodybuilding and CrossFit type gym.

I had been a couple times already since being back and behold, guess who else waltzes into the same gym! Who knew that going in the morning meant that the milfs would be there too.

She was having a PT session so I didn’t interrupt, but we clocked eyes a couple times and I broke out my cheeky smile too.

Nothing more. Until I was on my run the next day and she was outside doing some work in her front yard. We clocked eyes again and I stopped to quickly say hey.

I 27 [M] had my first gay experience with a married redditor today

For the sake of the story I’ll call him John.

I made a post about looking for a hookup saying that I’d never been witha guy but wanted to try it and up popped John.

He explained that his husband was out of town for work and that he’d be more than game for a hookup. We spoke over reddit for a few days discussing kinks, what i’d like to try and exchanging photos.

I met John today around 1pm. He was around the same height as me (5″10), bald, a short beard, and a decent build with body hair. As soon as I got into John’s car I felt at ease. The conversation was very casual and natural as we drove to his house.

Once we got there we headed upstairs and undressed. I lay down on John’s bed and we began kissing, both of us already rock hard. It wasn’t long until thing esculated. He started with my nipples, playing and sucking on them while he stroked my cock before eventually moving his head down there.

[MFF] “Innocent” massage turns unbearably intense

My relationship with Iz can be described in one word – flammable. One day it would be domestic bliss, soul mate type thing. Then a few mere hours later it would become incredibly destructive. Screaming, thrown objects, slapping the works. Nutty stuff, but then again, the make up sex was equally as savage.

There were times when we were really good together, but to be honest mostly it was two lost souls clinging to an idea. An idea, although lovely made out of an impossible dream and an incredibly toxic material. Think unicorn icecream with an anthrax sprinkle.

To describe Iz in a few words is difficult. She referred to herself as a hippy chick or a cyber punk or a rock chick. Being “alternative” meant she would wear a certain type of uniform that showed to the world she was different. She wanted to be a non conformist, so obviously she would dress exactly the same as all other alternatives trying not to conform. This irony was always lost on her.

[MF] Sex with my friend’s boyfriend!

This all started Thursday night. We were at a friend’s house drinking and smoking and pretty much having a great time. My friend Cathy went upstairs to go pee, seconds later her boyfriend, Charles got up and went upstairs. He was drunk and apparently wanted to fuck in the bathroom. Cathy wouldn’t do it and he started accusing her of cheating and slammed her against the wall.
Her screaming brought everyone upstairs to see him choking her. A couple of the guys broke it up and that’s when he told her to find some place else to live.

Well that pretty much killed our evening. Cathy doesn’t have family her and she had been living with Charles for over a year. Anyway I took her home with me and explained everything to my dad and it was decided she could stay with us for awhile or until she figured out what she wanted to do. Well yesterday morning I told her I would go by Charles apartment and grab some of her clothes, she wanted to go but my dad convinced her to stay put.

I [f]22 masturbated for my uni housemate [m]23 so he would cum inside me

My roommate and I have always had a pretty sexually charged relationship. As I’ve mentioned before we’ve both both each other attractive from the start and have been flirty. We never really acted on it apart from one night drunken night. Ever since our flirty relationship has taken a more risqué route and I would also send him random photos of me being explicit when he would least expect it. I loved the thought of him getting turned on and hard at the most inconvenient times. I’d often touch myself as I sent them because the thought would turn me on so much, an of course I’de be sure to let him know exactly what I was doing.

A couple of months ago he was chilling in my room and the conversation turned to sex. We’re usually quite open about these things, so he asked me if I ever fantasied about anything I hadn’t tried. i got a little red as I had never really admitted it to anyone, but I decide to blurt it out. “I really want someone to cum inside me, I want to feel them fill me up”. I looked up to see his reaction and he just had a little grin on his face, then I looked down and noticed a bulge started to emerge. The only worlds her said was “fuck”. My pussy started to throb as I’d realised I’d told him my fantasy and he was visibly turned on by it.