Category: gonewildstories

M35/M34 let’s give Haley her screen time.

bare with me. In depth description of fucking my wife below.

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I normally only write in this sub if something remarkable happens to us and when other people are involved but I should document that that for me every day is remarkable. My wife Haley is my first and best fantasy. We don't sleep with other people because there's anything wrong we do it to wring every last positive experience and pleasure out of life possible. After all you only get one. Here's a typical day. Today in fact.

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It's the weekend and I'm always the first awake.. Haley got in from work (nurse) about 3am and woke me with oral and we had slow cuddle sex before falling asleep again. She will sleep until noon but it's Saturday and that leaves plenty of time together.

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All the guys I (f)ucked – F19/M25: Christian, DJ/amputee/drug user

That summer of the year 2000 was quite the ride. I had discovered casual sex and loved it. It made me feel better about being extremely skinny. I had short black hair and sometimes purple or green strands in it.

Growing up in the country meant lots and lots of car rides. Sometimes people were driving while drunk or high.

This 25 year old self proclaimed DJ did. Christian had an accident and they had to amputate his leg. His girlfriend left him and he felt quite depressed about live, the universe and all the rest. He had to move back in with his parents and had some trouble to get his life straight.

He kept inviting me to hang out late at night and smoke pot with him and his friends, they would talk about techno music and the "Loveparade" in Berlin, he told them about the extasy pills he took and what hot raver chicks he fucked. I drove over to his village in my little red Corsa car, it wasnt far away. He gave me my first mp3 cd – good times were had. Read more »

Camping with my son

Every year me an my son go on a camping trip together in the Sierra mountain region. We rent a small cabin up there nd there's nobody around for a few miles. This past trip, in september, my son just having turned 18, I was going let him bring a girl or someone close so he could have his "fun". When he declined the offer I was confused. So the second night of our trip,my son took a shower while I was down by the lake and to my surprise I came back to him naked in the cabin….I was shocked for a moment but after a while it grew on me. The thought of him, nude, a slight fantasy in me aroused. I went into his bedroom to talk, to see if he knew I'd seen him nd he did. He suddenly had a look in his eye and jumped up. He pushed me down on the bed and pressed my face against the headboard…..I yelled stop but he firmly Helld my arms behind me nd to my surprise he was naked on top of me, I felt his penis grow. My 6'3 195 pound sons 8 inch penis grew on my back as I struggled. As he overpowered me with his size he fucked my pussy from behind for 10 good minutes before flipping my to come face to face. I moaned loud as he pushed my legs to my head, humping my wet pussy thrusting in nd out before cumming in me.

On the Phone with Shannon and Jen

Hi, first time poster here. I have read a number of posts in this subreddit recently where someone is on the phone while having some sort of sex, and these reminded me of my own story from my school days. So I hope you are willing to suffer through one more such story.

It was my junior year at college. I was on my way to obtaining an engineering degree, and had made friends with several other of my fellow students in the program. We all kept bumping into each other in classes and at the Student Center, and about six of us started to hang out together regularly. There were four guys (me, Jim, Ken and Monte), and two girls (Sandy and Shannon). Ken and I shared an apartment very close to the campus, but the others commuted, and because of this our apartment became a regular place to hang out between classes. People would come and go, study, watch TV, make something to eat, take a nap, etc. Read more »

Fraternization Pt 2

I left shortly after I ate Sara's pussy. I had to get home. I knew I was going to smell like I had just eaten a pussy, but damn it tasted and smelled awesome. I didn't want to wash it off. I was feeling just a tad guilty about eating a girls pussy, and going home to my wife. Fuck it. I liked it. No, I loved it. That is the first time I'd done anything remotely like that, and I couldn't wait to do it again.

I just had eaten Sara's pussy like I was in a no-hands pie eating contest. I made her come, HARD…and she wanted more. As I was leaving she grabbed my throbbing cock and said "I want this next time". I wanted to fuck her then, but wanted to keep her horn for me, wanting more, building it up. Read more »

Payback: What it’s like to have your best friend eat you out while hiding in the showers (F/M)

This happened last week, Friday. I’ve been too busy to edit but I’ve finally finished, so here it is! I started typing this Saturday afternoon as soon as I woke up while it was still fresh in my memory. This is going to be a bit long, so brace yourself!!

My friend Mark and I sometimes go on runs on weekend nights around the campus. When I need to get some alone time I’d do it on weekdays too after studying. It was initially just me, but after some close calls with drunk assholes, Mark insisted on coming along. He wanted to stop drinking, too – staying away from parties would apparently help him with that.

I don’t actually care about what I look like during runs, because a) I’m going to look sweaty and gross anyway; and b) Hardly anyone ever sees me. I run at 5 am on weekdays and at 1 am on weekends. Why would I even bother? Friday night (technically Saturday morning but I was still set on Friday night) saw me in joggers, a huge hoodie, and shoes that didn’t even match. To add to that, I’m not exactly a pretty runner. Not even saying that to make you think I’m quirky or whatever – I am a legitimately ugly runner. I turn either ridiculously gray or ridiculously red, I never know what to do with my arms, and every single time my hair tie falls off my head. Read more »

Fraternization

I was in love (lust) the second I saw her. Mid 20's, long, dirty blonde hair down to her full, round ass. When she walked and her hair swung back and forth, it revealed a small, skinny waist. When she turned around, I fell even harder. Slender face, with gorgeous eyes that were partially hidden behind black framed glasses. You know, the kind that naughty teachers wear. She had a few freckles on her face, and they spilled off onto her bare shoulders. Not a lot, just enough to make them interesting. Her B cup perky breasts were perfect foundations for her erect nipples. I knew immediately I had to get to know her better.

How? First off, she was my employee. Definitely against the rules. Pretty sure she had a boyfriend as well. Oh yeah, I'm married. Strike 3. I was also about 8 years older than her. We still could be friends right? No harm in that. Yeah, better just be friends. Read more »

Step[m]om In[f]idelity Part 2

A few weeks after Nick and I had initiated our first encounter, we had already slept together a handful of times. Sometimes with condoms, sometimes without. It was hard keeping it from his Dad, that’s why we decided to stop using condoms (He found a wrapper once). Every time I slept next to Nick’s Dad I always felt a little bad, knowing I had fucked his son in the bed where we slept, but that would always go away but that feeling of guilt would go away whenever I found myself fucking Nick again. I felt nothing but relaxed and upbeat for days after.

One of our favorite getaways was the pool. The second or third time I fucked him, I found myself doggy style at the edge of the water with my bikini thong down around my ankles and my top dangling half off, his fingers on my clit as he pounded me from behind. I kept telling him after everytime we did it that it should be our last time, but not much later we’d find ourselves fucking each other again at the most unexpected of times. Read more »

Suppressed erection on a bus [m/f]

A few days ago the train system had broken down in Toronto so they were using shuttle buses to move people around through the busy streets instead. I was on for about 90 minutes and of course the buses were really crowded. There was this rather attractive girl–Indian I believe if that's needed to visualize– who kept staring at me. I would check out of the corner of my eye to see how often it happened. Once we were finally moving at a proper pace she started rubbing herself against me while making it look like it was because the bus was shaking too much. I was well on my way to getting an erection but i had to focus and "tame the beast" because of the old lady sitting in front of where i was standing. As hard (no pun intended) as it was, it kept me occupied and entertained for the long ride (again no pun intended).

Summary: a girl was rubbing hereslf against me on the bus and i had to hold back my erection because of the old woman in front of me.

I can't prove that this happened but i can prove that the subway was closed on Thursday evening. Somewhere here i believe?https://mobile.twitter.com/ttcnotices

Sometimes no late-night transport can be a good thing [MF]

I’ve got another story or two about Joanna and I. Last time I mentioned her boyfriend Sean, who for reasons known only to himself would just book a seat on the next train out of the city and disappear into the countryside for a few weeks or months at a time. Turns out that she wasn’t the only one having clandestine hook-ups: he also did it too with various women in other towns while he was away. She wasn’t impressed when she found out, but she never told him about our little adventures.

This particular night happened during one of Sean’s getaway trips. Joanna had gone to see a band perform in the city, and stayed back to try to get photos with them and chat to them (you sometimes get lucky with indie gigs in cosy venues) but thanks to this city's terrible public transport of an evening, she missed the last train home. I’m winding down for the evening in my flat on the other side of the river, and she calls me to tell me what’s happened. Read more »