My Son Wakes Me Up In A Surprising Way Part 8 (FINAL) (MF | Incest | Mom/Son | Reluctant)

Read the first 7 parts(that have all been around 100 upvotes) on my website [FamousErotica.com](https://FamousErotica.com)

This is the final part of this storyline.

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—Part 8

Seth and I continued our taboo relationship for months under my husband’s nose. We would meet while he was at work for intimate sex around the house. Then at night when he was asleep there was plenty of time for round 2. It had become a normal part of my daily routine. Being in my 40’s, I was in my sexual prime. A spry young man was just what I needed when my husband neglected my needs. The man was my son, that was where I had made a big mistake. I should have never allowed it to get this far.

Coming Out [LGBT]

*Three hundred miles from home; have a great job as a video game designer but things seem no different than when I was in high school.  No, wait, that is not quite right.  There is a difference; I don’t have my mom and dad breathing down my neck about becoming a preacher like my dad and settling down and giving them grandkids.  Yeah, mom still mentions grandkids when I come home for the holidays, and dad said at thirty I should have a real job.  Parents, you got to love them even if you disagree.  I know after all this time I should be honest with my parents, especially mom, and tell her that the only grandkids she is going to have are the ones that my sister and brother have given her.  From me, grandkids would have to be adopted.  And as far as finding that perfect “woman”, well that is impossible.  I am gay but am still living in the closet.  I haven’t even had the balls to have a one night stand or even admit I am gay to the world, much less my own family.*

Secret online sex life 26[M]

There’s just something so sexy about feeling the attention and desire of another woman when you’re not single. It’s so wrong, immoral even, but the way it makes you feel is incredible. Especially when things aren’t phenomenal in your relationship sexually. Everything else is fine, but the sex life is lacking. So I’ve relied on places like Whisper, Snapchat, and now reddit, to satisfy unmet needs.

This craving started when I was 16-ish, right around when Omegle became popular. One girl in particular that I met on Omegle, we got along very well and had an instant connection. We developed a kind of FWB thing over Skype & text which went on for several years but sadly we eventually we lost touch.

It’s been something I keep coming back to because I love the thrill of talking to new girls, learning their intricacies, what turns them on, and the endless attention that comes with it. I eventually always tell them I’m married; some leave or ghost instantly, others have loved it and things get even hotter. Despite being in three long-term relationships since I was 16, this is something that I’ve continued to do since then. Despite trying to stop, it keeps pulling me back in.

The time I [F] passionately got fucked by a distinguished and older stranger [M] in Ireland

I have a penchant for traveling and being a sexual freak with locals in whatever location I may be at. I’ve always loved to share my stories in person with friends and always wanted to share some on a more public forum so hopefully you like this one and I can share more in the future for you!

This particular story comes from a very fun trip I took backpacking across Europe when I was 22 as a college graduation gift to myself. My trip started in Iceland and ended in Switzerland and overall I went to 9 countries in 7 weeks and made it my goal to.. fuck a local in every country… and although I didn’t fulfill the goal completely, I did very very close!

Here’s a condensed version of the time I was passionately fucked by a very accomplished and older barrister while in Dublin, Ireland.

The ultimate prize [F]or a lazy client. First Update

Original: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hu94xn/the_ultimate_prize_for_a_lazy_client/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hu94xn/the_ultimate_prize_for_a_lazy_client/)

I know I am late, my friend and her client only got to work out for 3 weeks after my post.

* Every 6 days of continuous work outs – She will train non-nude in any clothes of his choice

They got to the first goal twice.

For first week he asked her to wear a oversized white t shirt. She tried to keep her underwear on at first but he asked to get rid of it. She was careful not to give a clear view down the neck every time she bent down and avoided any squatting exercise.

Second week, he got her a black swimsuit. It barely covered her ass and he got to see her squat in it from behind. She opened up a little this time & helped him with weights. Her boobs feel out from sides and she couldn’t cover up until after.

* A month & 4 lb – He can have cake or have her train topless for one session

They marked the second goal recently.

How i stole his wife [FM]

I live in a luxurious neighborhood with mostly rich people. I’m a programmer/company owner so I also have a decent income but not so much as them. So I work for this guy with a construction company I make his software where he can manage his people. One day he invited me over to have a talk at his house so we can discuss business. Then she came one of the most beautiful wives I ever saw in my life… She had a perfect butt with a figure of Sofia Vergara. If you could take a look at her body it was 10 out of 10.

she said “Hi there! Do you want some coffee?” I told her of course! I thrust you 100% with all your drinks hahaha! What is your name anyway? My name is Diana. oh well, nice to meet you, Diana. And there she went to the kitchen with that super nice ass wiggling up and down hmmm… After a few minutes talking to the client Diana asked me if I could help her in the kitchen. So I told the client to wait for me since I needed to help Diana. I went op close to her to help her with the coffee machine she told me that the coffee machine was broken down.

Starting My First Erotica Ebook

The stories I have been posting have gotten great feedback and views. So I have decided to start my first long-form erotica, My plan is to write an ebook (Undecided Length) about a girl’s coming of age inside of a strict cult. She will have to decide if it is worth staying in the community while being passed around to find her perfect match. The plot will be guided partly by fans, while I work out the details in the story. When the book is complete, I plan to find a place to post it for purchase. For people wanting to get involved in the creation, there is another option. On Patreon, I will allow subscribers exclusive access to the unreleased book until it is available for purchase. The subscribers during the release month will be sent a free digital copy. For more detail check out the post explaining it here [patreon.com/posts/41204394](https://www.patreon.com/posts/41204394)

The subscribers can choose supporter rank for $3 USD which gives them early access on the page.

There are also tiers that include the option to get stories EVERY WEEK that are custom written about any of your fantasies of choice.

Don’t Call Me Babe [M/F][Light BDSM, FWB]

This is my first erotic story, hope some people enjoy it!

Somehow I always ended up back here. Back to this feeling of regret and shame. How could I let myself crawl into his bed again? This happened so often he kept a toothbrush in his bathroom for the mornings afterward; where I’d brush my teeth in a haste; where I’d throw my freshly-fucked hair into a hot mess of a bun and get the hell out of his apartment as quickly as I had stumbled in.

It’s his charm, it always gets me. The way that he talks to me with his sweet pet names and sarcasm and the “I’ll take care of you” feeling he gives me. But he never follows through—at least not in any other sense than sex.

“Want a smoke?” Ashton asks me, knowing the answer already.

“I have to go.”

He laughs. “I know. You always have somewhere else to be.”

“I’m an important person who meets with important people,” I reminded him as I walked to the bathroom, picking up my clothes off the floor as I went. I saw him in the mirror watching my body move, but he wasn’t getting a round two from me this time.

Tina the wingman (wingwoman) and my [M] 2nd encounter with Myra [F]

Since you liked the [first story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ikfben/her_mother_asked_me_if_im_21_would_take_her/) about Myra, I decided to tell you about our 2nd encounter. I encourage to read the first one to understand better the situation.

Btw… The part with Myra starts after the ********** so scroll down if you don’t mind about the rest.

…3 years later…

Since I went to college in another city, I got over Myra in a pretty reasonable way. I told myself: “It wouldn’t work anyway”. I spent only 1 whole year thinking about her. xD

The only things she left me with were a sweet memory and a great story to tell that most people don’t even believe in.

Just a memory of her was enough to spend countless nights thinking about her and about hundreds of possible ways our “relationship” could develop.

I liked her so much that I preferred to enjoy myself with closed eyes even if Pornhub was just a few clicks away. Yes… I liked her that much.

Girls night out gone wrong!

**A housewife out for a girls night out ends up with alot more than she expected.**

I saw her sitting at a table in the VIP section with a group of girlfriends. It was obviously girls night out for her and her friends. They were all dressed to the hilt. You could tell they were all high class housewives judging from the clothes they were all wearing and the huge diamond wedding rings they were all sporting. The Club was upscale and on the rich side of town. It was about 10PM and they were all on at least their 3rd round of martinis based on their body language.

They most likely left their husbands at home watching the kids while they did “girls night out”. I singled this particular one out because of her air of arrogance. I could just tell by looking at her that she was most likely the prom queen, that’s now married to the business executive, living in a big beautiful home in a upscale neighborhood. She looked well maintained and most likely spent her days shopping and going to day spas after dropping the kids off at school.