This happened at the end of summer ’18. These winter days have me thinking back to ones of warmth, sun, and more revealing dress. The day this happened, everything happened perfectly for us to succeed in our public affection. It was as if the universe knew I wanted this and granted me a wish.
We were supposed to go golfing with 2 friends, but they both canceled that morning leaving us to ourselves, and it being one of the last weeks of summer, it was one of the last rounds of golf. When we got to our favorite golf course, I was expected to be paired with 2 people because it is a very popular course, and 4somes are the norm. To my surprise and delight we were told we could go out by ourselves. I don’t know if this was them assuming my wife would play slow, but she’s pretty fast (hits it straight).
By the 3rd hole we could tell the group ahead of us was going to be an issue. They were playing very slow, lining up every putt, and not very good. By the 6th hole, they were a full hole behind the group in front of them, and my wife called the pro shop to complain. The starter drove out to us and explained that it was the group in front of them that was delaying everyone else, but they were only playing 9. We had our doubts but couldn’t do anything about it. On the 7th hole we were witnessing them driving around looking for their balls, and grew more agitated. By the time we finished the 8th hole and they were just teeing off on the 9th, with no group in front of them, we decided to skip the 9th hole (not my favorite, not scenic, fairly easy, boring) and skip ahead of them for the back 9.
As we teed off the 10th green, a beautiful elevated shot, shooting down onto the fairway, beautiful views of the surrounding hills and the majority of the golf course, there wasn’t anyone in sight. We can thank the 2 slow groups in front of us for this! My wife and I were in delight, and our earlier aggravation had melted as we hit beautiful arching drives flying towards the green. The 10th and 11th hole were fun filled, and we were having a wonderful summer day enjoying each others company and joking and flirting.
(SEXY TIME)
As we approached the 12th hole, another elevated tee box we flirted and laughed. The tee box is the photo opportunity and we stopped to take some pictures. I suggested she pull down her golf shorts under her skirt and let me take some photos of her beautiful ass as if she was taking a swing and as a posed photo with the beautiful scenery behind. To my delight she agreed and pulled her shorts down and posed for me. We laughed and she could see my golf pants tighten and a bulge start to form. We went down to the green, as it was a short par 3, and went on to finish the hole, her laughing that it must be hard to putt with an erection. And all I would continue to say was ‘worth it’. The next hole (13)is a nice par 4 with the hill from the previous hole on the left and a tree lined creek on the right. We got up to the green and I parked, grabbed my putter and headed down. My wife shortly followed. I’m scoping out my putt and my wife goes to the hole, sticks out her butt bending over a little while taking out the flag, showing me she has taken off her golf shorts under her skirt and I see her bare pussy and ass. All I can muster is an ‘oh my god’, and I miss the putt, no hard feelings. She finishes the hole and we go back to the golf cart. Now the 14th hole tee box is perfect as it is down the hill from the par 3 12 where we took the pictures and right next to the tree lined 13th hole. It is completely secluded, so I go up to my wife and start kissing her while my hands wander below and up and under her skirt. She is very wet, and giggling, and having fun. She starts to feel me as well, and goes down and starts giving me a blowjob as I am leaning against the golf cart and making sure the slow 4some hasn’t made it up the hill (they are no where to be seen).
I know my wife grew up golfing, and had a little bit of a hussy/slutty phase, and she’s told me shes blown and gotten fingered on a golf course before but shes never had sex, so I say I want to be the first and only guy to have sex with her on the golf course. She says ‘ok but just a few pumps’. She gets up on the stairs to the tee box, turns around and presents her lovely ass to me. I easily slide in from behind and grab her amazing dds from behind while thrusting up into her. We’re both enjoying it and moaning together, and she says ‘ok that’s enough’ as I am squeezing her tits and throbbing inside her. Something came over me, and I just replied ‘I can’t stop’, and I pushed her down onto all fours on the soft tee box grass in front of her, and I get behind her, kneel, grab her hips and reinsert my hard cock into her soaked pussy. I start going hard into doggy, grab her hair, and pushing my dick as far as I can into her. Shes trying not to be loud but starts moaning, and begging for me to cum in her. I feel like I am going to explode from the first thrust and tell her I am going to cum, and not going to last. She says ‘Cum in this pussy’ and I explode as I grip her hair and thrust as deep as I can into her tight pussy. I think I last all of 40sec after pushing her down. Luckily the restroom is located at that hole, and she goes in to clean herself up, and I am reeling from the experience. I waited for her to come out, and we just laugh and smile about it. Whats even more is, we both pared that hole after our amazing session! The day went on great, had a wonderful time, we both shotgunned a beer on the 16th hole, and ended our summer on a high note
Category: gonewildstories
[MF] The time my ex and I fucked under a blanket in the presence of her friends.
It was a pretty unique relationship for me. We were FWBs, I was 23, she was 20 and a lot more experienced than me already. She was a tall girl, about 5’7″, short blond hair, kind of a cute tomboyish look about her, and a thin frame. Her sex drive was also really high, I won’t hide that I had trouble keeping up some days. Our first night together we stayed up till 6am just cycling through foreplay, fucking, just touching. It was fun.
This particular time, we were on a weekend trip. Well, she was, three of her friends and her had rented an apartment in a beach town and I got invited to come for the weekend. So I went. We didn’t have much privacy, she shared a room with another person and we managed to get about 20 minutes of alone time in there. The door didn’t have a key, but the bed was making a lot of noise as she rode me. I remember that I was looking towards the door every few seconds, so she leaned forward and held my face, telling me not to worry, everyone probably knows we’re fucking. Fair enough. I later told her I really fucking enjoyed that feeling. Of just fucking while the world knows but not giving a shit.
I (24f) was a very bad girl and got fucked by the biggest cock I’ve ever had yesterday [MF]
Sorry for the length. But this was wild.
I’m going to get into a lot of trouble for what happened yesterday, I’m actually really nervous about it. So nervous I haven’t told my owner yet, but I’ll tell all of you for now.
Yesterday my owner and I went to what was essentially a sex party. He was invited by one of his associates in the lifestyle and since we’ve never done anything like that together before, he agreed. He thought it would be fun. I was nervous, but very very excited. I wore a cute little sundress, no underwear at all, and my collar. I did’t really know what to expect, but I was eager to find out.
My owner has been to things like this in the past and told me that it was going to be intense, but he expects me to follow his orders and the rules. For ease of simplicity the rules are basically I’m not allowed to fuck unless he tells me otherwise lol. Which I was fine with.
Straight guy [M] in a long term relationship with a girl [F]. Last week I went all the way with a guy [M] [M/M]
Kind of happened as a surprise to her and me. Well the other weekend my buddy was in town, and he is bisexual and he was in the mood to find some dick. So naturally we went to a gay bar. I was trying to be a good wing man while increasingly becoming more intoxicated. Eventually I approached a gorgeous looking guy and started conversation to see if he would be interested. Tall, very muscly, with a good smile. I chatted him up and told him my friend would be interested, and he responded by saying “well I was personally more interested in you.” I try to explain that I’m straight and have a girlfriend, he responds “well what’s one night just to make sure you’re not even a tiny bit gay?”
This is when drunk, horny me steps in. I’m a little flustered but after a bit he leans in for a quick peck, and I decide to make it a deeper kiss. And after that we start making out at the bar. I could feel my buddys shock across the room. He comes up and makes a joke like “I thought I would be the one getting dick tonight.” And tells us to get a room. The guy was only in town for a bit and luckily did have a hotel room a few blocks away.
[MF] I gave you a helping hand (and mouth) when you needed it.
**Hey y’all! This was written in POV, as it’s a fond memory with a close friend. Put yourself in her place, and enjoy the ride. Xoxo**
It had been a really rough few months on every front. A rough time at work, family issues, and breakup left you feeling drained and alone. You needed some company, someone to confide in and exist with without pressure. You knew you could call me, and that I’d be there. And so you did, and so I was.
We ended up in your bed, laying beside one another. You were unloading about the clusterfuck of life, and I was quietly listening and occasionally offering commentary. You looked over and smiled at me, told me how much you appreciated me and slipped your hand into mine. I returned the sentiment with a smile to match.
You continued, with both of us acutely aware of our bodies touching while we talked. Eventually, it came up. I don’t remember how, and I doubt you do either. You mentioned how long it had been since you had been touched by a man, and joked that the hand holding was really getting you going. I looked at you with seductive humor and began tracing my fingers down your wrist. “How about now?” You giggled, but also sighed. That little forced exhalation told me all I needed to know about how it made you feel.
MIL[F] Being Shared with Husband’s Friend at the Lake [Exhibitionism] [Hotwife]
Hey there! I’m a certified MILF (3 kids) that has been in the swinging lifestyle since my time in college where I met my future husband. I’ve always been rather hedonistic in my pursuits, so giving and receiving pleasure without strings has always been easy for me.
We just got back from a little lakehouse weekend vacation to celebrate my husband’s birthday. It’s been a long year so far, and with our kids all in college doing their own thing – like last minute beach vacations with their friends and what not – we decided to sneak away on Friday to spend some time on a boat and in nature. One of my husband’s friends tagged along, and after a couple hours up to the lake, we were lounging on the dock as the sun dipped below the tree line.
Come morning time, we were up early to get out onto the water, so with our cooler full of drinks and a bag of snacks, we bathed in the warm sun sipping coffee. It’s not long after the coffee that the beers start to be kicked back, and by noon both my husband and his friend are well on their way to being full blown drunk. Thanks to an intolerance to hops, I opt against the beers and become the designated driver of the boat.
Bit of Car Play [MF]
Sorry, but a repost as I didn’t think when I cleaned up my profile. Along with it coming to mind while on the expressway earlier yesterday.
So a few years ago, ex wife and I went out on a day trip with some friends. Nothing too fancy, just touring about and enjoying company and food.
Towards the second half of the day, she decides to tease a little. Sneaking extra kisses, groping me a little in the stores at the mall. Light things. Gets me thinking, “Damn I’m gonna get lucky tonight.” Little did I know.
We all finish out dinner, and head to the parking garage where we parked near our friends. Say our goodbyes and start to load in for the hour and a half drive back home. Figured ex wife might nap too save up energy and I would cruise along to get us home. Only waking her for help with the toll money if anything.
[FM] My (46M) ex-stripper wife (26F) wore her favorite slutty outfit for a walk yesterday
She loves doing this. She’s 20 years younger than me, an extremely fit ex-stripper turned wife and mom with a what my friends call a “pornbody”—huge tits, narrow waist, and round ass, all covered in tattoos. She’s walking viagra and she knows it.
The outfit she wore today is a black bodysuit with an open front and straps and buckles holding it together. Exposed bellybutton, cutouts at the waist to show she’s not wearing underwear, and so much underboob that her nipples are barely hidden.
We took a walk through the park and along the lake, everyone staring openly at her big bouncing tits. It’s an amazing feeling having such a purely sexual being pulling you along by your arm, whispering in your ear, making sure everyone knows she’s going to be taking care of me later. Teenagers stared, guys my age and their wives stared, old men stared. And I get the range of looks, from nods of approval to jealous glares. I love all of it.
[FM] Naughty girl cumming in the woods
So last night, bf [M40] and I [F26] decided to get a little exercise in, so we headed out for a walk. We were a little high, and a lot frisky. I was wearing a pair of short shorts that I know shows off the bottom of my ass cheeks and a tight tank top that’s sort of low cut that shows off…my other assets. I had my hair tied up in a high ponytail, and as we walked through our neighborhood, I kept feeling and seeing all the DILFs looking at me. In fact, I saw one drive by, and then come back around to get a second look. Call me a slut, but I love feeling their eyes on me, and knowing that a man will think about me later on when he jerks off or cums in his wife. 🥵
the tinder date ch 1 [degradation] [humiliation] [abuse] [CNC] [forced] [mff]
My friends did tell me that I’m too professional, that I needed to “get out more”, at the age of 21 you’d expect me to be a girl fawned over by guys, it’s not that I’m not pretty or cute, I just never show up, I work alot, and study alot, so it goes without saying that my life isn’t where I want it to be romantically.
I stood Infront of the mirror, double checking how I look, my blonde hair in a pony tail, my white buttoned up sleeveless shirt complimenting my red skirt, thigh height really well, along with red high heels, encapsulating my red toes and red nails, I don’t usually dress like this, but I wanted to make a commitment this year, to be prettier and more available.
I headed out and in 20 minutes I made it to his house, we spoke on tinder, I did say I’m going to get out more, but let’s start with baby steps.
His name was Charles, he was a part time worker at a local clothing shop, sales assistant, it’s not the most impressive, but I’m not looking for flashy and impressive.