[FM] My neighbor’s son [21M] has been watching me [54F] sunbathe.

Hello sweeties.

I’ve been reading stories on here for a month or so, and I’ve been debating about putting out some of my own. Lord knows I have plenty. For now, I have one I can’t keep to myself:

First, some background on me: I’m a fifty-four-year-old widow. I married a wealthy man (more than twice my age) the week before my twentieth birthday. For those of you who failed math, that was in 1986. My father and soon to be husband were business partners before the latter made a handful of good (lucky) investments and retired early. He decided to reward himself with a hot young thing, and so I spent almost twenty-five years as his trophy wife, doing nothing but keeping in shape, socializing with other housewives, and satisfying his needs – when they weren’t being satisfied by whoever he was carrying on with at the time. I didn’t mind. The prenup daddy insisted on was ironclad, so hubby and I eventually came to an agreement, but that’s another story.

My [MF] first one night stand

My first one night stand (21m)

This occurred a few months ago. Matched with this really cute girl on tinder, she was a few years older than me, which made me feel sorta nervous at first. We decided to meet up the very same day we matched.

We decided to meet at a Thai place for dinner. I showed up a bit early, just in case. The minutes went by, and there was no sign of her. I was considering that she had ghosted me, but eventually showed up, looking incredibly beautiful in person.

To briefly describe myself and her: I am tall, thin, mixed race, while she was also fairly tall, had a very slender body, and was Asian/white. And of course, her jeans barely contained her ass.

We end up getting food and some beer, she revealed to me pretty early in our conversation that she is a stripper, which honestly shocked me at first but ultimately made me much more excited. We had stayed at the restaurant for an hour or so, having some good conversation, when she abruptly asked if I wanted to “get out of here and get a drink someplace”. I had just turned 21 a few days prior, and had not yet been to any sort of bar, so I sorta had an “oh shit” sorta moment, but I tried playing it cool.

[MF] Aaron takes Elise on his yacht for the weekend before they part ways. This is what follows next:

The interior of the boat was just as beautiful as the outside if not more. I could really stay here forever and we hadn’t even started.

“Be a love and grab those flutes from the counter, if you please” called out Aaron breaking me out of my reverie. I shook my head and headed towards the counter where two flutes had been neatly placed, especially for us it would seem.

Aaron joined me with a Champagne bottle. “Let’s toast before we start, love”
I blushed at the endearment as he expertly opened the bottle and filled our glasses. We both raised our glasses, “To the beautiful Elise” he cheerfully said as I blushed again and quickly drank a huge sip to hide it. The sparkly liquid tasted wonderfully sweet and Aaron was soon refilling our flutes.

We laughed as the yatch started moving away from the marina. We both turned to look outside the glass panelled wall of the saloon. As we moved further into the sea everything grew smaller, the waves beckoning us in to the unknown. It was a beautiful feeling.

My Mature Sexy Lover [MF] and how it started

** This happened a few years back but as the Covid would do, I have worked on a few recollections from times in the past. D was a great woman that was a phenomenal lover and this is how it started. **

You know those late nights, when you have to stay after hours at the office to finish a critical project. Long after everyone else has gone home to his or her families, but there is no end in sight for yourself? I had been living like that for a couple of weeks, and I was ready to blow it all off and head to the nearest bar for a beer or three. Instead, I got up from my desk and headed down the hall to the break room, hoping that that a cold cola would get me back on track.

As I approached the break room, I heard music coming from one of the offices at the far end of the hall. An open door allowed light to leak into an otherwise dark hallway, and beckoned me closer. I realized quickly that the light and music came from Deanna’s office, and the realization perked me up.

Clementine (Part I) [MF] [teacher/Student] [Agegap] [CNC] [Older Man/Younger Woman]

Lawrence swallowed through the lump in his throat. The dancer–Clementine, her name was on the website–would show up at any second as they ticked by, having just passed ten-o’-clock that evening. He sat at the edge of the cheap hotel’s king-sized bed, his right leg bouncing up and down rapidly and mindlessly. His heart hadn’t raced this fast in . . . *years*. Not since Ella was born five years prior and he got to hold his tiny daughter in his trembling hands for the first time as she wailed at the top of her little lungs–

*Knock, knock.*

Lawrence shot to his feet, gulped, and walked to the door. He pressed his left eye to the peephole and there he saw the back of a woman’s head. She had . . . orange hair? Like, bright orange, almost like a–

*Clementine*, Lawrence thought and mentally face-palmed himself. He took three deep breaths and pulled the door open. He saw from the girl’s back that she was very short but looked taller because of her stripper heels. She was slender with gorgeous dark-skinned legs and a teeny waist, but had hips and an ass very visible in her mini black slip dress. She was hugging herself and shaking a little, probably because it was chilly since it was pouring that evening.

The Student

Finals week! Ugh, she thought as she sat down in the quiet corner of the library, unenthusiastically thumbing through her chemistry notebook. She new she would never make it. She wasn’t dumb, that wasn’t her problem, no, her problem was that she knew she had a…disadvantage when it came to studying. 

She was perfectly capable and had no problem adsorbing information, but like all students, she needed a stimulant. She had tried coffee with very little positive effect, and she refused to venture elsewhere in search of answers, such as with Adderall. 

The only thing she had found in her four years of college that helped her even in the slightest when it came to studying was…come. Lots of come. And, preferably from as many different guys as she could get it from. 

She had come across this quark in her second semester of her freshman year. That was all the way back when she had a boyfriend. She can’t explains why it works, all she knows is that it does. 

When [M]y [MFM] became a [MFFM] and I learned to talk dirty (LONG)

As I said in my first post [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/henjwr/my_first_post_about_my_first_mfm_experience/) , I continued to see my MFM partners about twice a month for a little while. To save time, I will call the husband S and the wife K from here on out.

About two months into our meetings, S called and said they had a friend (a woman I will call M) coming in for the weekend and she wanted to meet me. They had heard about our earlier experiences and wanted to give it a go. So, on a Saturday night I headed over to their place.

When I arrived K explained that her husband S has been eating M out for a while, edging her and she was ready to burst. They had the living room setup with blankets everywhere. Making sort of a large bed/fort/fuck zone. So, shortly after our introductions, my cock was out and in her mouth. S had warned me that she was very talented in that area. He was not lying. Within a few minutes I was on my back like a stuck turtle as she moved from my dick to my balls to my ass like a pro (which, I am not to sure she wasn’t).

My [M 24] Night At The Club

She scooted closer to me in the back of the taxi and we started making out. She started to get a little handsy, her fingers tracing down my shirt and gently, glancing over my crotch before going down my leg a little and returning to a slightly engorged bulge.

I ran my hand over her until I reached the bottom of her short dress and copying her I was about to slide up her leg and tease her when she slapped my hand and moved it away, smirking at me, enjoying how worked up she had me. She then looked down and back at me, I watched as she slid two fingers up her leg, under her dress, made a short slow circular motion and moaned a little, giggling as she looked me in the eye.

Her fingers traced up her body as she worked it, never breaking her gaze with me, until she reached her lips, slowly lifting her chin and sucking her finger. Her playful message was clear, I’d be neglectfully teased to the point of eruption if I touched her but she was free to touch and tease as she pleased. I loved it.

Girl’s Night (sissy, crossdressing, humiliation)

Justin knew Shelly had a bad day at work. He could hear it in her voice when she called to say
she was going to be home late, something about deadlines and unrealistic expectations really
had her frustrated. As soon as he heard the frustration in her voice his mind started to wander
and he wasn’t really listening to details. In his mind, he already started planning a surprise for
the evening. He laid out Shelly’s favorite lingerie, a cute pink babydoll, white thigh high
stockings, and lacy pink satin and lace panties. As soon as he hung up he started to put his
plan into action. He knew he had a couple of hours to get ready, so he poured himself a drink
and took his time. Not only going to pamper Shelly tonight, but he would pamper himself too.

Hot for Teacher [FF, Fdom, NC, MC] (part 2)

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Lisa stood in the doorway watching as Kim helped Michelle out of the Altima. The young school teacher moved slowly, as she made her way up the walk with Kim’s arm wrapped tightly around her waist.

“I take it you had to drug her again?” questioned the older brunette.

“Yea, Karen helped just like you said she would,” Kim acknowledged.

“I hate using that stuff. Sort of takes the challenge away,” Lisa smiled back. “When did you give it to her?”

“Just after five. She should still be under for a couple of hours,” Kim shot back as they made their way into Lisa’s luxurious apartment.

“Go ahead and take her back. I want her cleaned up. Give her a shower and then put her in the spare bedroom. There are some restraints in the bottom drawer in my bureau. Secure her but leave a little play in the legs,” Lisa instructed as she inspected the young beauty. “Damn I’ve been looking forward to this,” she smiled, sipping on a wine she slowly brought to her lips.

Lisa joined the two women after hearing Kim guide Michelle into the back bedroom. When Lisa entered the bedroom, Kim was fastening the last restrain into place.