Listening to my neighbor…. [F]

My freshman year of college I was a cheerleader for a local university. I was lucky enough to be able to live in an apartment complex rather than a dorm. My next door neighbors were 4 older college guys. I took a liking to one of my neighbors, let’s call him Alex.
Alex was 21, 6’2″ with an athletic build, and dark features. Alex and I became good friends throughout the year. We would hang out and drink together almost every weekend but nothing ever happened. I had become part of his friend group and did not want to complicate things by getting involved with Alex.

Alex and I actually shared a wall in the apartmeant complex. And these walls were very thin. If Alex was in his room and was talking – I could hear almost every word… And I am sure it was the same for him.

Library. Fine. [MF]

While our sexual ardors cooled over time, we never really lost our affection for public sex. My wife was forty and feeling her oats. She’d regained her figure and was looking as hot as ever.

It was the end of summer and we were visiting my daughter at Shakespeare Camp in Staunton, VA. It’s a quaint, small town with a woman’s college, and a replica of The Globe Theatre.

It’s also home of the Woodrow Wilson Presidential Library. My daughter was in rehearsal for the evening performance and we had some alone. We walked over to the library and it was closed.

However, there was a small,secluded courtyard adjacent. It was a walled area, lined with a landscaped garden. Pretty. Secluded.

Ever the opportunist, I walked up behind my wife and slid my hands around her waist. I kissed her neck and moved my hands up slowly, cupping her breasts and rubbing her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. I rubbed my hardening cock against her leg. She moaned, pushing backwards into me, then stiffened and stopped. “We can’t do it here, we’ll get caught” she whispered.

Fuck it send it [mf]

He spooned up against me. Dick touching me all down my crack. Really is one of my favorite things. This time from right to left. Him touching me. Softly handling my tit, touching my clit. While I touched clothes over cock.

Until we switched. Until I got braver. Until I wanted more in me. Missionary and fingering. A feeling of finally. Of filling. Of yes, good. A beat of hesitation. A compromise together. A feeling of safety. Security. He’s got me. So I took the plunge. We took the plunge. More fingers. Until.

Suddenly we’re getting condoms. A feeling of fear. A resolution together. A feeling of safety. Security. Warmth. Fingerfucking me until I can’t take it. Until I want it. Until I’m ok moving forward.

And then. Warmth. Hardness. Stretch. Wild. Home. All at once. Together. And then. Again. Hesitation. Fear. Safety. Security. Compromise. Fingering. Getting ready. Fucking. So good. Fingers down his back. Legs clamped tight. Feels so good. More. Yes. Together.

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[FFM] I (40f) cheated on my husband during my 40th birthday weekend in Vegas

I got married when I was very young (21) and almost immediately got pregnant and started a family. I spent my 20s and early 30s raising our kids and woke up one day and I was almost 40. My husband is laser focused on his job and is a good person but not really emotionally or physically available anymore and hasn’t been for some time. This isn’t trying to excuse what I did, but I think people should know the context and the loneliness I felt.

For my 40th birthday in October, my friends and sister took me for a girls weekend in Las Vegas. We got a suite and went to shows and clubs and drank too much. When we were at the pool, a few younger guys were flirting with us. We were joking around, teasing that we must remind them of their mothers, but it was flattering. One of them gave me his number and I took it to be polite. He was way too young for me though.

Weedgas[M]

Weed and sex go well together, although the experience can vary wildly from one time to the next. A couple of months ago I had a thoroughly wonderful hallucinogenic weedgasm. I use cannabis at bedtime to help me sleep through the night (back and shoulder problems). I tend toward sativas, as I like falling asleep with a goofy grin. Often the sativa body buzz leads to masturbating, and in the following glow it’s easy to fall asleep.

So this particular night I vaped (Strawberry Cough), and started masturbating when the buzz hit. As my orgasm approached I felt the sensation that normally builds in my scrotum build all the way from my ankles through the tops of my thighs. When the really strong orgasm hit I could feel the ropes of semen splattering across my chest, hitting my hair (the last time that happened was probably 40 years ago), landing across my face, and since my mouth was open while I moaned, I could feel and taste it as it hit my tongue. After I recovered a bit I decided to clean up, and that’s when I discovered I had never ejaculated. Nothing. The orgasm was certainly real, but the ejaculation wasn’t. It was one of the most intense and most interesting orgasms I ever had. I’d love a repeat, but have only come close once. I guess I’ll just have to keep trying.

[MFF] How my girlfriend reclaimed me after regretting our new lifestyle. [Cuckquean]

Hey folks, this story is a continuation from my past post: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h985ez/mff_fucking_her_from_behind_as_she_broke_up_with/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h985ez/mff_fucking_her_from_behind_as_she_broke_up_with/)

After our last eventful encounter, the dynamic between Ellie, Stacey and I changed quite a bit. For starters, the three of us began to hook up a lot more often. Ellie simply loved threesomes, and was obsessed with having Stacey join us. With Stacey being single, and me being more confident, this was no issue. Often times, Ellie would just let us fuck and watched from afar. Eventually, she even let Stacey and I hook up without her present. Often times this happened behind her back unintentionally.

However, good things can’t last forever. As the first semester of University progressed, the three of us became more busy. Ellie was particularly busy because as I mentioned in my last post, she was in second year while Stacey and I were in first year. I’d make the effort to spend time with Ellie, and we often went on short dates and study sessions together. Unfortunately, there were no more time for threesomes, and we rarely even got the chance to have sex. Stacey on the other hand was always done her school work at night, and had plenty of time to spare. I regret saying this, but a lot of my sexual frustration was taken out on Stacey instead, since our residences were so close.

I [F] sucked off my friend [M] while he looked through my Instagram

I have a huge degradation fetish and love guys telling me I’m ugly and that they would rather fuck my friends. I have pretended to be them and even stole the hottest ones lingerie so my fuck buddy could fuck me while I wore it. It was a bit loose for me as she has bigger tits and ass that me, but he still enjoyed it.

So I have been letting him use my phone when I suck him off. He goes through my Instagram, Facebook or WhatsApp photos and tells me how he would fuck my friends and what he would make them wear. Sometimes I also jerk him off so that he can cum on their pics.

It is a bit nasty, but a slut has got to be a slut.

Intruder (forced)

One blackened eye puffy from struggle, I am bound in only my briefs to the chair. He, my wife splayed to the 4 corners, only her bra and panties remain, climbs so he is astride her. He leans close to her face, there are words I can not hear. She hesitatingly nods to him, yes. He turns her head so she is facing me, her eyes plead to mine. I felt a sick acidic hole in my stomach.

He spoke to me-she has agreed to submit to me. She will submit to me in order that I won’t further hurt you. with that, he began to remove, unrushed, his clothes. He stood naked, his penis hard, between the bed and the chair, between my wife and me.

[F]rom innocent office girl to cheating kinky slut

[F]rom novice office girl to cheating kinky slut.

No judgement please, but I’ve been in part of an affair with Will for quite some time. Over the years it has been an on and off relationship due to life circumstances and our paths crossing.

I’m engaged and he is married, we’ve been with our respective partners quite a long time, you could say we were both lacking exciting sex in our relationships, and needing a bit of fun in our lives.

We flirted for a long time at the start but it was the beginning of an intense affair, sharing dark secrets, developing messed up kinks and falling in love.

The relationship began when we were both in our mid 20s and working for a medium-sized company, office jobs.

I was very inexperienced when it came to sex and boys, I’d only had sex with two people. I was very insecure about my body and would never dress “sexy” especially not for the office. Im 5 ft 5in, around 147lb, dark brown straight hair, a cute round face, natural, limited make up. My breast are very small, but I’m curvy in the hip and ass area, I didn’t find out until later that Will really liked this about me and admitted that he had masturbated over me several times even before our flirting started. I was very shy and naive and I think he liked the challenge of getting such a sweet, young innocent girl to be naughty with him.

I had a dream I dated and fucked Taylor Swift [MF] [sex] [passionate]

I spent most of the day waiting. In the back of the sound stage, by the wires, and the supplies, and the extra chairs. It was dark, hot, but I didn’t mind. I got to watch her.

It was getting close to lunch time, and they were filming the limo scene. Taylor was to look out the window, sing a few lyrics and that was to be it. But, Taylor wasn’t getting the take the director wanted. Take after take they tried, but Taylor just struggled to capture the moment of the scene.

After another fail, she glances up at me, the first time she looked at me in an hour. She looks sad, disappointed in herself. I simply did a half shrug and a little smile to ease the mood. She smiled brightly at me and let out a small laugh. You could see the tension leave her shoulders. Her bare, beautiful shoulders.

Taylor was in all black. Her hair was short and wavy. Her lipstick, bright red. Just the way I loved it. She had on black pants, that were tight, and a tight little top on – also black. It did, however have white lace around the neckline, which dropped down considerably for Taylor. Her neck was exposed and it felt as if all I did today was stare at it.