[FMM] Slutty Wife Gangbanged – Part 1

Let me introduce first, I am Manisha, a slutty housewife with a curve line of 36DD-34-36. I live with my hubby Saurabh. We had been dating for a long time before getting married and thus we are more like buddies rather than a couple I must say.

I am 28 years old and Saurabh is 29. Being together for such long time gets us both feel free to each other and with the time I came to know Saurabh is equally or even more kinkier than me. He has a massive 8 inches dick to ram me day and night. I will write this sex story in both English and Hindi in between as it happened in real life. And It will be divided into few parts. Also, we are open to single guys and couples who would like to try their luck can email us which is given at the end of story.

[MFFF] Sex Cruise pt 2B [long] [group] [pegging] [anal]

[sex cruise pt 2a](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5tyl6t/mfff_sex_cruise_pt_2a_long_group/)

Basking in the glow of having just fucked Katie and watching Jenny get fucked by Gabriella, I didn’t think things could get hotter. That was when I remembered Gabby’s hand on my ass and the promise she had made. She reminded me that she hadn’t cum yet and neither had I. As we looked at Jenny and Katie embracing and kissing, I could feel Gabby start massaging my left butt cheek. I turned to her and she had the sexiest grin on her face. This was the first time I really took in Gabby’s looks. She was gorgeous. Full sexy lips, dark brown eyes, nice pert breasts, flat stomach, muscular legs and ass. She was a sexy dominant woman. The type you take home and let her choke you a little bit just so she would take charge.

Threesome turns foursome [MFMF] [GROUP]

A few months back I matched with a couple on Feeld (aka 3nder until they got sued by Tinder for coming up with an awesome spin-off name). The app, as you might have guessed, is essentially Tinder for couples and singles seeking group sex. In a previous relationship, my girlfriend and I had a couples profile. We opted for a free trial of the paid version, which allowed us to see who swiped yes already. In less than a day, there were literally *one thousand* single men had.

Competition is fierce for single men in the swinging world. And having been on the other side as a couple, I’ve seen guys who look like they belong on the cover of Men’s Fitness. The reverse, however, is also true. There are plenty of people who should be content that one person wants to fuck them, let alone two.

And though it may now be more accepted than it once was, swinging is still a very niche community. Which means there aren’t many fish in the proverbial sea. On Tinder, I could spend ten days swiping through potential matches. With Feeld, it’s about ten minutes. The term “unicorn” is used by couples to define the elusive bisexual, single woman. Likewise, I’ve begun calling hot couples looking for single males black swans. Sure they exist, but not with any sort of regularity.

[f]irst time with a [m]ilf, I think I did anal with stiflers mom. [mf]

Ok so this story happened a few months while I was on holiday in California. I’d just graduated university and was going to spend some time travelling. I was in California in November and had met a few people in my hostel and we spent a few nights leading up to this drinking. Then one morning a guy says he’s going to a small gig at a local venue that night and has a spare ticket. I gladly accepted his offer.

That night we went for a few beers on our way to the venue. While the warm up ads were playing we standing off to the side against the wall having a few beers when this woman walked in, straight past us and to the bathroom. We both looked at each other and simultaneously said “stiflers mum!”. She was a dead look alike.

Moments later she returned and perched herself right next to me. Now considering that we hadn’t even seen the headliners I decided not to talk to her however she was fairly persistent and put herself in front of me. At this stage the band came on so me and the other guy went to the crowd for a few songs and danced and sang for a bit. I thought I could come back later and try find her.

A day in the life of a sex slave Part 1 – The Morning Alarm. [MF] [IR] [blkmail, huml, Mdom, rimjob, watersports]

My vibrating anklet goes off, waking me silently without disturbing my Owner. I quietly stretch out the regular stiffness from my yoga-mat-on-the-floor bed while scratching off another day on my mental calendar, counting down until my father’s debts are finally paid off.

 

I slide my Owner’s covers gently to the side, careful not to wake him having learned the hard way what punishments would await an incorrect ‘alarm service’. I see his already hardened cock waiting for me, still covered in last night’s mess, as I climb onto the bed from the foot. His giant, hairy form heaving slowly as he still sleeps soundly while I pull back my hair getting ready to give him his daily wake-up blowjob. Taking a deep breath, I lower my mouth to gently start licking his oversized balls, somehow always swollen with cum despite his numerous daily releases.

 

A day in the life of a sex slave Part 1 – The Morning Alarm. [MF] [blkmail, huml, Mdom, rimjob, watersports]

My vibrating anklet goes off, waking me silently without disturbing my Owner. I quietly stretch out the regular stiffness from my yoga-mat-on-the-floor bed while scratching off another day on my mental calendar, counting down until my father’s debts are finally paid off.

 

I slide my Owner’s covers gently to the side, careful not to wake him having learned the hard way what punishments would await an incorrect ‘alarm service’. I see his already hardened cock waiting for me, still covered in last night’s mess, as I climb onto the bed from the foot. His giant, hairy form heaving slowly as he still sleeps soundly while I pull back my hair getting ready to give him his daily wake-up blowjob. Taking a deep breath, I lower my mouth to gently start licking his oversized balls, somehow always swollen with cum despite his numerous daily releases.

 

2 are wetter than 1– Long Read but worth it! [MFF]

Here’s some background before we move into the glorious details of our first (of likely many) threesomes. I promise to not embellish, it doesn’t need embellishing. It was a hot tangle of bodies and we switched positions a LOT, so it was hard to keep up with the details – if anything I’m sure I missed a few highlights.
He’s 33, tall and manly, with the sexiest dad bod ever and a really big cock. I’m 39, with a beautiful set of fake DDs, lots of colorful tattoos, and curves that won’t quit. We’ve been together 10 years, married for 6, and have a fantastic relationship. We had pretty average sex for our entire marriage…until a few months ago when I told him I’m bisexual and want to play with girls and explore further. From that moment on, our sex life exploded. I met my first girl online, and quickly realized that I love pussy way more than I imagined. There was one thing missing in those first experiences though…I really wanted him to be there. And I quickly realized as my fantasies played out in my head that I really wanted him to be totally involved. In fact, the thought of him fucking another woman turned me on to the point that I was soaking my panties every time I thought of it. And so the search began.

[FM] I met a stranger on Ashley Madison and he fucked me that night like a god, with the biggest dick I’d ever seen.

We both needed to fuck, and be fucked well. I made the profile when I couldn’t stand the unsatisfying lack of satiation any longer, and he was my first pick. I wanted to be dominated, I wanted to fuck an older man who required little instruction, I wanted to be touched and wanted and needed by someone who could keep up with me.
I wanted to act out the fantasy I’d thought about as I touched myself for so many years of so many nights spent longing for a proper fuck.
For sex that went on for hours.
For sex that was hot and carried no complicated, boring, pitiful, and emotionally unstable male baggage…
…like unending texts,
…like expecting me to respond happily to unsatisfying sex and disregard my pretty body in my prime and disregard my desire to make dirty love all night long to a man that fucked with genuine reciprocity
…like feeling expeditiously entitled to be clothed and fed and sheltered while I work overtime as an RN to provide comfort to unemployed garbage that fucks for 90 seconds every few days
…like fucking me full of the lifeless ennui that grows inside when I stopped expecting lovers to give a shit if I cum or not, a life full of prematurity immaturity inability incompetency
…like recurring revolving doors in a magic mirror funhouse of disappointment of two minute floundering pounding pushing some inadequate hard-on into my curvy body
…like premature fucking cumming from an unsatisfying ocean crashing waves of selfish lovers sending dick pics they should have been self-conscious about, ashamed of, and who wouldn’t leave until they drained their balls AND ultimately my will to keep searching for anyone with even just a few of the qualities I needed in a man.

[MFF] Welcome to the Restaurant part 2

*It’s been a while and I may or may not have shied away from the work involved in finishing this story.. sorry about that. But I’ve been encouraged to finish it off by an interested party so here you go then.. if you need a recap including photos follow the link [here](http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4u5oyp/welcome_to_the_restaurant_mff/)

Here I am with a mouthful of my wife’s breast.. the scent of her excitement permeating my nostrils as I slowly circled her nipple with my tongue. I gently nodded to my wife in the direction of my manager Catie, who’d rather quietly disrobed and currently sat there squeezing her breast and rolling her fingers gently across her clit. The sound of Zara’s increasingly high pitched moans drove me to grip my wife Sadie’s ass and hold her against my rapidly growing erection.

Sadie, enjoying the view of Catie, threw her head back in ecstasy and let out a guttural moan of pleasure before tapping the back of my head. She leaned in close to my ear and whispered seductively “I’m going to attend to our guest.. I love you” before sliding off my lap. I heard the distinct crack of a hand hitting flesh come from Zara’s room as Sadie climbed onto the loveseat next to Catie. The tension was palpable as Catie wrapped a hand around Sadie’s neck and drew her in for a deep kiss.