Fulfilling my secret gay fantasy [MM]

For awhile now ive secretly fantasized about anything sexual with another man and last week I finally got to live it. My gay friend Zach Invited me to a party at his house which I went to with full intentions on fucking him. After everyone left that night I stuck around to help clean up so while he was in the kitchen washing dishes I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around him.

“can you keep a secret.” I asked him. He said of course so I whispered in his ear “ive never done anything with a guy before but id love to change that”. He twisted around to look at me and after asking me multiple times if I was serious I leaned in and kissed him.

He hesitated for a moment but I felt him kiss me back. As we made out in the kitchen we both began removing clothing until we were completely naked. As our bodies pressed together I felt his warm hard cock rubbing against mine which only added to my arousal.

Drunken Strip Poker [Group]

As is the case with most things in life, the events that took place this night were not planned or expected.

Our long-time friends invited my wife, Sara, and I to spend the Veterans Day weekend at their house in a nearby city. We eagerly accepted since we had not visited them in some time and we don’t get a lot of adult only time since our daughter was born. Our friends, Damien and Daisy, are our age but they are not married and do not have any children which allows them to continue to live a party life style. Normally when we visit we know we are going to spend the majority of the time drunk with a number of other people we may or may not know, and we are fine with this.

We arrived Friday evening and discussed the plans for the night. We decided first to go to dinner to catch up and get a few drinks as well. While at dinner we all decided to only invite a few other people over since the main party would be the next night. Throughout the course of dinner Damien and Daisy were texting others to find others to join us. By the time we got the Uber back their place Damien and Daisy had found about five or six others to join us.

My Uncle’s Wife [MF]

It was December 25, 2015 – Christmas day.
On Christmas, we often when to my uncle’s house; he is a business magnate, and lives in a grand house. Our family was large in size, and for most of my life, we had always celebrated Christmas from noon to around 9 p.m. at his household. Unfortunately, most our relatives this year had to work on this day, so we decided we would only gather for Christmas dinner at my uncle’s place. Being in university, and working at a part-time job, I didn’t have time to think about what presents I was going to get for the kids that still liked unwrapping Christmas gifts.

At around 4:30 p.m. after I had finished my last exam of second year in university, I went to the mall near my school, and bought a few presents for tonight. When I finished, and headed for the train station, I saw my uncle’s wife — Nora; she wore a tight, fitted, white sleeveless turtle neck, and white jeans. She was in her early 40s, and had shoulder length hair that was curled and dyed red. Her facial features weren’t the most beautiful I’ve seen, but she had a certain demeanor, and carried herself confidently – she was undeniably the most I had been attracted to an older woman, or most girls for that matter. Her voluptuous figure caught the eyes of every man that would pass her, and they were not to blame; she had C or D cup breasts, at least, and the way her behind moves, there was no way you could miss her. She was a milf.

Insatiable 40’s Mom at the waterpark. [Fm, exh]

On previous trips to the waterpark with my kids, I noticed the teen boys at the erection age hanging out in an odd part of the wave pool. They were in the deeper water, not watching the waves and facing the shallow end.

They were trying to catch looks at the girls when waves would knock their bikini tops around and a breast would be exposed. I was enthralled.

Thus, on our next trip I wore a bikini that the top had no chance of keeping my 40E breasts covered when hit by a good wave. So many other women gave me mean glares.

I got close to the smattering of boys when my son went to another ride. And then let the waves hit. My top fell all around a number of times.

Eventually after a number of clumsy moves, one daring boy near me, groped my breast when it was exposed under the water. I winked at him and gently swam a bit deeper in the pool with him. I let him slide his hands onto my tits as I lifted my top for him, and let him touch all he wanted. We didn’t say a word. I could feel his little granite boner on my leg. I slid my hand down and looked at him before going in, he nodded. So I reached in and felt his dick.

[MFM] A spontaneous night in Vegas

“Is this your first time here?”, said a guy sitting next to us. He had a French accent, and had been listening to us size up the place, a large house converted to a party house for swingers in Vegas.

“Yes”, I admitted to him. “We’re from out of state and just decided to visit this weekend.” He told us this was his first time too. He had moved to Vegas recently and was checking out the place for the first time.

Elena and I had already had a fun afternoon. We came here on a whim. On the way we discussed going to a sex club that evening. We planned on a nice dinner out and then to the Red Rooster. I asked Elena whether she was still interested in having a guy or several guys join or watch us that evening. She was definitely interested, although uncertain how far we should go.

Covered in the Caves [MMMFMMM, bd, buk, classy gangbang for my wife]

The ride to the house has you completely lost and a bit scared. When you stepped into my new Mercedes, dressed in a new black dress that displayed your curves better than any before and gave your breasts a tight cleavage that felt classy and slutty, you started to enjoy the luxury of your look, the car, and the attentive gentleman escort in a black suit.

Now you careening down a dark country road somewhere in the hills of Ohio at a speed that almost causes anger. I’ve driven it a hundred times and barely need to look, but each tight curve in the dark gives you a shutter.

When we pull up to the house, your fear is replaced by the same feeling class and luxury, as I lead you through the rustic Georgian estate home. You sip champagne as I give you a tour of the vast house that ends in a master suite. The four post bed is nearly twenty feet square, with giant oak posts adorned with lush deep red fabrics and golden ropes. The adjoining spa is a sparkling marble cathedral with a giant glass shower, a dark stone carved jacuzzi, and overflowing with fluffy towels in each perfectly folded station.

Sounds like fun

Placing one hand on her hips and the other on the back of her hair, my knee in between her legs. She has one hand on my hips and the other on my ass, in rhythm we start dancing with one another. Gently brushing our lips together, getting close, but not quite kissing. I grab the back of her hair and tilt her head back, running my tongue from the base of her ear all the way down her neck, all the while still seductively dancing with one another. Getting caught up in the moment, she responds by taking one finger and slowly running it down my chin all the way between my breast. 
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Every good fling has to come to an end [MF] (Venla final)

I’m a traveling worker who wanders around the United States setting up shop in various National Parks. If it matters, I’m a fit 29 year old that has often been compared to David Tennant when clean cut, and Hugh Jackman as Wolverine when all bearded and rough around the edges (words of others not me; I think I always look like a nerd). This last season I ended up on several sexual adventures. This is a (final) story of my time with Venla, a 26 year old Finnish international visiting the US on a work visa. Venla is a tall (5’10”), dark haired, and green-eyed goddess of a woman with an athletic build and light freckling across her nose and cheeks. Sorry it took so long, this one was tough to write because I’m a sappy little bitch.

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5dq3s1/i_am_one_lucky_fucker/)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5eld74/from_the_time_on_a_mountaintop_venla_episode_2_i/)

I knew from the start it would be nothing more than a Summer fling, but when Venla’s last day stateside arrived it still felt too soon. Venla showed up at my door with all her possessions carried by one of the many guys that had relentlessly fawned over her: Alan. As I opened the door, he looked from her with puppy dog eyes to me with disdain. Venla just smiled and came into my place, completely unconcerned with the feelings of the men who followed her everywhere, as usual.