It was the night of my twenty-first birthday, not that you should ever ask a lady her age. My husband and I were getting home from a day full of celebrations, and since we were both rather tired I wasn’t expecting much. I headed to the bathroom for a shower and when I came back, I had a surprise waiting for me.
Lights were dimmed, a singular candle burning, and queued up on the tv a crackling fireplace. There on the bed was my husband, not the fittest human on the planet, but gorgeous nonetheless. Completely naked, dirty blond hair slightly mussed, and posed as if he was a french girl waiting to be painted — a little cheesy, but fantastically so. He motioned me over to the bed and I complied, my towel was swept away, hands pinned to the mattress, and he whispered “hold still.”
He took one of his church ties and used it as a blindfold. Completely at his mercy, I laid my naked body on the bed. I have a quite curvy physique, 5’5 and 125lbs, my husband had always enjoyed. He went straight to my C cup breasts, nibbling ever so slightly. I could feel his breathing starting to get heavy. He tickled my sides and inner thighs with his fingertips. I could feel myself dripping.
As I began to moan, he moved himself to the foot of the bed and began to lick my clit. Every once in awhile he would slide my vulva and clit into his mouth, swirling them around with his tongue, his beard scruff nestling into my pubic mound. I came.
He inched his way back up the bed, his mouth right by my ear. “Mmm, so wet.” “I love it when you cum.” He inserts a finger into me, and gives it a little wiggle, hitting all the right spots, I squeal with delight. “You’re so tight.”
He roughly flips me over onto my stomach, reminding me I’m not in charge, and swings my legs so they’re on the floor. I hear him walking around — he comes back with what I assume is another tie. He uses it to tie my hands behind my back.
I feel him behind me, pre cum dripping on my already soaked inner thighs. His warm head slides into me and I sigh. He teases me a little before filling me completely. His warmth and mine mix together as he slides himself in and out. I flex, gripping his dick even tighter, adding friction to the already hot experience. His groans get louder and I know he’s close. He grabs my long blond hair and starts pulling with the rhythm of the thrusting. I can’t take it anymore and orgasm again, this time squirting all over. The liquid drips down our thighs and he quickly cums as well. I wonder what will happen on his birthday?
[MF] Zoo Lights and Wild Nights
Its been a while but I was doing some FB creeping to see what my Exs have been up to I remembered a decent story for everyone.
Lindsey had been my GF briefly near the tail end of our high school year but we had broken up during the summer because we were going to different schools. I went my way she went hers, but we briefly met again over Thanksgiving Break and went out to dinner and kept in touch after then. We hit it off again and had a blast swapping drunk freshman escapades with each other. When winter break came around we met up frequently needless to say it wasn’t long before two horny college freshman back in their boring hometown started fooling around in whoever’s home didn’t have parents there.
Lindsey was short and a little on the larger side, she had small B cups but a great ass. Blond and bouncy her energy was infectious and as I was pleased to find out her libido was a match for my 19 year old self. I am 5’11 blond with a larger swimmers build, by no means shredded but the dreaded freshman 15 had not taken its toll yet.
In a wheelchair (m/f, oral)
(Please mind the misspellings.)
For the last several years she made a point of not staying in chain hotels. If she’d needed to live out of a small suite for a few weeks at a time she did not want to be able to predict the furniture and arrangement with more than sixty percent accuracy. In her early days of traveling she’d discovered most chains had the same handful of paintings and pictures in their rooms. Pastorals without location were mixed in with photographs of local landmarks taken from off angles. This happened from Seattle to Tampa.
Most of them were held in frames that hadn’t been replaced in decades. In a way she respected their resiliency. Hotels typically remodeled or rebranded every five to ten years but these frames persisted through each iteration. In a way, the hotel bent the frames’ will.
She’d come to recognize the patterns of local hotels. Without prompting, the staff would tell you about which celebrity who’d stayed there once, tipped everyone extravagantly, and then refused to stay anywhere else when they were in town. Young Celebrity Not To Be Named #1 was a jerk but Young Celebrity Nuber #2 was a sweetheart who also tended to ignore knocks on the door, usually didn’t bother to set the lock or generally wear clothes.
In a wheelchair (m/f oral)
(Mind the misspellings please.)
For the last several years she made a point of not staying in chain hotels. If she’d needed to live out of a small suite for a few weeks at a time she did not want to be able to predict the furniture and arrangement with more than sixty percent accuracy. In her early days of traveling she’d discovered most chains had the same handful of paintings and pictures in their rooms. Pastorals without location were mixed in with photographs of local landmarks taken from off angles. This happened from Seattle to Tampa.
Most of them were held in frames that hadn’t been replaced in decades. In a way she respected their resiliency. Hotels typically remodeled or rebranded every five to ten years but these frames persisted through each iteration. In a way, the hotel bent the frames’ will.
She’d come to recognize the patterns of local hotels. Without prompting, the staff would tell you about which celebrity who’d stayed there once, tipped everyone extravagantly, and then refused to stay anywhere else when they were in town. Young Celebrity Not To Be Named #1 was a jerk but Young Celebrity Nuber #2 was a sweetheart who also tended to ignore knocks on the door, usually didn’t bother to set the lock or generally wear clothes.
Night Shift [MF] [oral]
I had been working for O for a few months. She was a few years older than me and, in the best possible way, a big girl.
Which is not to say that she was fat. She was tall and thick. She had a big ass and big tits but even though she had had a kid, they were firm.
I couldn’t help but check her out when she walked across the office.
She didn’t have it so good. Her boss treated her pretty badly and she had more work and less pay than she should have. She also had a young kid and a husband who worked away a lot.
We became friendly.
And one night she invited me over to hers. One night when her husband was away.
She was wearing a dressing gown when she opened the door. A silky one, with a white vest under that, low cut to show off those awesome tits.
She had dark hair, dark eyes and pretty tan skin, which was pretty unusual for the area we lived in.
Big Breasted Virgin [MF]
Hello r/gonewildstories! It seems as though a lot of people liked my last story and so here is another! This happened in 2012, about a year or so after my last story.
This story is about Tara. Something important to know about Tara is that she is a lot different than K (the girl from my previous story)! For starters, Tara is 5 feet tall. She was not skinny, nor was she fat. She was what many people call “thick”. She was in great shape, as she had been a ballerina her entire life. Thick thighs, very large DD boobs, and a decent sized ass. Her tits, however, were her crown jewels. The centerpiece, if you will.
She was an innocent suburban girl. As a matter of fact, she was a virgin. She had been fingered by an ex boyfriend once, but it was rough and she didn’t enjoy it. She had never given head before, and she sure as hell hasn’t been fucked.
I remember the way we kissed after our 2nd date. I thought we were going to have sex right then and there in the car! Very hot and heavy. I asked her to come inside, she shook her head, punctuating my biting/sucking my lower lip and saying “not yet”
[MF] Stranger Roleplay
I have been out of town for 3 weeks on business and as a way to keep the spark I told my wife when I return home she should take the day off and meet me at a hotel bar for a little role play. Below is our text conversation regarding it.
M: Imagine I plan someone to get the kids when I get back home. You take the afternoon off ow work. Knowing what’s gonna happen. The thought of it all morning while you are at work makes you wet. You take your panties off in the car before walking into the hotel bar. The anticipation makes you wetter while you are sitting there enjoying your drink
F: Some sexy stranger comes over and buys me a drink, then after awhile he starts rubbing his hand up my thigh.
M: No panties, he sits on your left so you slightly open your left thigh allowing him to run his strong hand up a little higher.
F: He moves his hand to my bald pussy and can feel how wet I am without even putting a finger inside me.
[MF] How a wild night restored passion in our marriage. Or how I got to lick my wife’s asshole
Sometimes marriages get in a rut. You’re just out of sync. Your other life obligations get in the way of remembering to be in love with the person.
But sometimes ruts are even more. Sometimes it feels like you’ve been in a rut so long you don’t remember what life was like outside of it. And then you suddenly realize how far apart you are. And then you start talking about being tired with each other and then there you are, staring down the barrel of “do we really want to keep doing this”.
That was us. You just get so bogged down in other life adventures that you just see the marriage as nothing more than just a familiarity with someone that you’re used to. And damn that shit is scary.
I’m a very physical lover. I require physical affection, both from my significant other, but more importantly, the ability to GIVE affection back. My wife on the other hand is a very emotional lover. She gives affection willingly, but she needs to feel her emotional needs are being met and appreciates the partnership of marriage. It’s a dynamic that works really well when you’re in sync but can be catastrophic when you aren’t. And we weren’t in sync anymore.
[FFFF] ANL205 – Anal Capstone [anal] [fantasy]
Adeline shifted in her seat uneasily at the back of the class, tapping her eraser against her spiral bound notebook as she glanced between her fingernails and the clock. *two minutes? Come on*. the chip on her left thumbnail snagged her index finger as she tapped, consuming her attention. She fought the urge to chew it mightily, not wanting to ruin her perfect manicure on the very first class of the very first day.
*three minutes?*
The classroom door opened with a metallic *chunk* as a disheveled woman pushed her way inside by the elbow. She flashed an apologetic smile as she shuffled frantically towards her desk, both arms overflowing with paper, binders, and a laptop. With a terrific crash she landed on the teacher’s desk at the front of the room, unloading her cargo and standing carefully to her full height. She brushed a handful of stray red hair from her face and smoothed her flowy black dress with a flourish, adjusting her glasses to focus on the twenty two students in front of her.
“Good morning girls! I’m terribly sorry for my tardiness, the teacher’s lounge is an absolute zoo on the first day of classes.” She shuffled through her papers, and finding a clipboard sat delicately behind her desk.
Told me my pussy tastes incredible [FM] f24/m44
So this is my first post, here goes nothing! I’ve been seeing this older guy for a few months now and our sex has been kinda hit or miss. He’s really sweet and has a great cock but I don’t feel he always puts in as much effort as he could. I just feel like our whole thing is very laid back but I continue seeing him because I genuinely like him. Normally I don’t really cum with him because He has a hard time lasting a while (and I need A LOT of stimulus) but Last night was an absolute hit!
He came over and had a couple of beers and chatted and kissed on the couch, lots of tongue, him grabbing my big DD tits and sucking and kissing my nipples, always telling me how huge and amazing they are. At this point, I was trying pretty hard to resist mounting him the whole time. After a while of that I led him to my bedroom and he threw me on the bed, forced my legs apart and began his assault on my pussy.