[MF] My wife let her be my freeuse slut for a day. (Cumplay, spitplay, lingerie)

We’ve been together me and my wife for about 10 years. Like anybody else we’ve had our ups and downs, but for the most part, we’ve been engaging in a healthy sex life, yet somewhat on the vanilla side.

Approaching her forties, she’s gained a few pounds but I find her even sexier that way, with her big, firm breasts, her pale skin with black hair, and her bubbly round ass. As long as I remember, I’ve always had a thing for chubby milf brunettes, and there she was. And she was mine.

I’ve always been the one proposing more kinky stuff, and my wife enjoys the dynamic. She’s been mostly open to everything: light bdsm, roleplay, dirty talk, anal, lingerie.. She enjoys it as much as I do, and likes that I take the lead with these fantasies.

I’ve always had a thing for freeuse, and on multiple occasions we talked about how one day she could be my very own freeuse slut for an entire day. She was first overwhelmed with the idea, but I think it with her, and gradually she was more and more into trying to actually do it.

[M]e and my [F]avorite camping partner (Part 2). 20’s

!!! I forgot to post a link to part 1:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/111r38v/me_and_my_favorite_camping_partner_part_1_20s/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/111r38v/me_and_my_favorite_camping_partner_part_1_20s/)

(These events immediately follow part 1. Please start there!)

I think… you could say, a great blowjob is a lot like a really good song. There’s only so much to work with in musical theory. It doesn’t have to be NOVEL or experimental, or cranked on blast. Its enjoyability is dependent on the mood conveyed, and received. And it can be from the “greatest hits” section, but the best songs still evoke the right feeling in the right moment. A song you’ve heard a thousand times can be comfortable. And yes, I’m asserting that familiarity isn’t necessarily a bad thing.

As EXCITING as new lovers are, and as thought-provoking as avant garde design can be- I find myself desiring the comfortable. My favorite coffee brand, made to the exacting method I prefer. My hoody I’ve owned since middleschool that’s worn out on the elbows, and fraying at the wrists. I think I’m the kind of guy that, if I owned art, I’d want a painting to look at every day. Something soothing to ponder in a quiet moment, and never tire of it. I don’t see myself as the kind of person that changes his living space because the consumption drones of a fashionable magazine told me to?

Catching up with a high school crush – Part 3 [MF]

This is the last part of a love affair with an old crush from high school. You can read [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/124z9za/catching_up_with_a_high_school_crush_part_1_mf/) and [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/1262uwh/catching_up_with_a_high_school_crush_part_2_mf/). This happened about a month ago. Hope you enjoy it.

Emily reluctantly left my hotel and we agreed we’d meet up again while I was still around. I hoped next time would be with no clothes.

I was busy all of the next day with work meetings and hardly had a break to stop and eat lunch. I saw I had a message from Emily.

“Last night was fun. Are you free tonight?”

“Depends. What do you have in mind?”

“My husband is out of town, the kids are spending the night at a friend’s house. Wanna come over and get some more of this?” Attached was a close up picture of her glistening pussy, with her fingers deep inside and her wedding ring front and center.

“Oh god, I can’t wait to bury my face in that.”

“Come get it,” she responded with her address.

It was very difficult to focus on the remaining work meetings. I couldn’t get the picture out of my mind, probably because I snuck views at it every chance I got. The day crawled but finally the workday wrapped up.

[MMF] Getting unexpectedly fucked by my two friends

I met Nick and Dave when I was a sophomore in college, and they were seniors. We ran in enough circles together that we became friendly, and eventually adopted into their friend group. I was close with many of them, but probably Nick and Dave the most. They would visit a lot after they graduated, and when I graduated and moved last year, they said they’d come and visit. For context, they could have been brothers given how they looked: about 6 feet, give or take an inch, frequent gym partners so broad shouldered with muscled but not bulky bodies, and brown hair. Since graduating, Nick had developed a low profile beard which suited his face well. I, on the other hand, was always short, about 5’3”, but had been to the gym enough that I had an ass I was proud of, and breasts that got stares at bars, but nothing insane.

Last week, Nick and Dave were going to be in town very last minute for the weekend and I (23F) offered to let them crash at my place. My roommate was out of town visiting her boyfriend, and our apartment was close to some great bars. Nick and Dave came in Friday afternoon and we decided to bar hop that night – I knew they wanted to hit on girls and knew some great spots to do so, hoping I would also get lucky with a guy at the bar.

The time I had my first lesbian experience with my best friend [F]

It all started when I was in college and my best friend, who I’ll call Jane, and I had a sleepover. We’d always been close, but that night, something seemed different. We talked and laughed until the sun started to rise, and when we finally fell asleep, something changed between us.

The next morning, I woke up feeling a little bit strange. I felt like I wanted something more from our friendship, something new and exciting. I was scared to admit it, but I realized that I wanted to explore something I had never experienced before – being with another woman.

I was so nervous to even bring it up, but thankfully, Jane was more than willing to explore with me. She told me that she had been feeling the same way, and that she had been thinking about us being together for a while.

We went to her room and started to kiss. It felt so thrilling and new, and I couldn’t believe I was finally experiencing this. We explored each other’s bodies, and it felt like I was learning something about myself for the first time.

My AP and I Rented an Airbnb for the Weekend [FM] [Creampie] [Oral]

This a long story that is continued in the comments. Enjoy

We had been talking for around 2 months. Chatting via secret app to keep our spouses none the wiser. We had a sexual chemistry that everyone should experience at least once in their life. Our texts were always spicy yet we were practically best friends. We told each other everything.

We had several meetups resulting in sex, they were always passionate but always quick and to the point. Always looking over our shoulder whether in a parking lot or in my office. Always checking to be sure we were alone. Sure we would kiss, I loved kissing her. She did something during our kisses that always made my heart rate increase. I would start to tremble. She could drive me absolutely insane. There was a lot of lust there. But there was more than that. I don’t tell people I love them. It’s just not me, I told her I loved her within 4 weeks of chatting and seeing each other. We had found each other through work. We worked for the same company but not in the same department. We didn’t have a lot of direct contact.

I get a week of stay sponsored in AirBnB for just being a slut. Travel hack [24F] [MF]

My work demands a lot of travel to client location across India and I usually choose to stay over at comfy Airbnbs rather than book a hotel. Also, I need a lot of freedom and privacy for my post work shenanigans 😋 hence this becomes an obvious choice to bring home a few dates for fun.

This one time in Pune, India I had a 2 week long project but I had bookings for just a week. I had found a cute home in the city outskirts but it wasn’t available for the whole period. But I didn’t mind much and decided to enjoy my stay.
The most lovely part of my stay was the garden on the terrace where I could sit back and relax in my privacy. So, every day I get back from work at 7pm, I would order in food , open a bottle of wine and sit on the terrace enjoying a series or a book.

Given Pune’s awesome weather and my inclination to exhibitionism, I felt free to strip naked and go on with my ‘wind down’ routine. I would maybe facetime a few ‘friends’ or maybe have a few rubdowns to myself. The open rooftop was private and yet freeing as there was no one to disturb me.

[F] I (23f) got caught two days back, the first time I attempted being semi naked in nature, as someone who dresses up conservatively for the most part of my day.

I did feel like someone was watching me from behind and when I turned back, I noticed it was a dude, probably in his early 20s. I was very shocked and turned on both, but he pretended as if he never saw me, continued hiking on the trail. This was dangerous as I come from a very conservative country, public nudity is a crime here.

I thought I’d take off all my clothes and lie down for awhile, but after this I wore my bra and shirt asap, left the place overall, it made me super anxious.

[F] The first time I ever sent a nude and I sent it to the wrong guy.

This was back when I was 19 (I am 26 now). I had my first bf always asking me to send him nudes and at that point I was pretty against it. I don’t know what put me in a good mood, but after one of my shifts at work I decided “you know what, why not, I love him and he’s been really trusting after all these years”

So when I got home, I took a few different ones in my bathroom and figured he would get a kick out of it. He was the last person I was texting so I open up the first on the list and sent it to him saying “what do you think? I’m home now if you want to come over.”

[MF] Hands free happy ending from masseuse

I have written before about going to a masseuse who doesn’t quite stick to the normal etiquette associated with the profession in the UK. She also does other treatments like waxing so isn’t afraid of handling a clients cock and is used to the obvious reaction a cock gives when handled by a woman.

I’ve been enough times now for us both to be comfortable with me being fully nude so we don’t bother with any towels for modesty and she happily works around my inevitable erection.

She does an amazing massage. She works hard on my old shoulders and back and relieves the knots in my legs. When I switch to being on my back she, her oily hands soothes my chest and neck and works down sides to my legs and into my hips and groin. She gently holds my cock out of the way to attend various areas which with the relaxation and gentle brushes of her hands against my cock at other times, get me fully aroused and dribbling which she delicately wipes off.