My wife and I have been together for 10 years now and have been married for 6 of it. We met in a small Midwestern town in Wisconsin where I was living at the time and she has followed me around ever since. Thinking back when we first me, I didn’t think we would ever end up being married, but everything was so good it was hard to let go. I wouldn’t say that we were a perfect coupleÉ no body is, but we handled each other well. We fit with each other well in ever aspect of life, personality wise, what we were looking from each other and of course sexually. I can say, and she would definitely agree, we always find ways to make sex interesting and fun no matter where the place is.
Full Swap Foursome, First Time Swinging
The other girl, we later found her name to be Nikki, saw that I was remarkable close to cumming. She stopped fingering herself and made her way over to the more heavy action. I was in between thrusts, very close to filling my wife’s swollen pussy with my cum, when Nikki pushed me back. I fell onto my back on the giant red bed. Nikki then told my wife, “I want to taste how sweet you are right off your husband’s cock, do you mind?” My wife, unable to speak because Nikki’s man was busy fucking her face, gave her the thumbs up signal. This night was getting hotter and hotter.
Nikki crawled over to me like a cat, in the most sexy and seductive manner I had ever seen. She spread my legs as she made her way to me. She went right for what she wanted. Her tongue started at the base of my shaft and she slowly licked all the way up to the tip. My cock was covered with my wife’s sweet cum, but Nikki wasted no time cleaning me off. She licked up and down, slowly. I looked down at her and she looked up at me. Her eyes were big and brown and sexy. They were smiling at me as she wrapped her lips around my head. We broke eye contact as she bobbed her head downward, taking the entirety of my cock inside her mouth. Her lips went all the way down to the base, and as she came up, the suction of her mouth felt amazing. My cock popped out of her mouth and she smiled. “Your wife tastes amazing.” That was beyond hot.
He’s never used lube before… [romantic] [slow burn] [family drama] [wealthy] [lube] [secret sex] [oral and more] [flash fiction] [flash erotica]
**Hiya folks,**
Here’s another Flash Erotica story for you. Hope you enjoy!
***xo, Claire***
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“Your family is, like, stupidly rich.”
I sigh and rest my head on his shoulder. “I know. It’s awkward.”
The Mediterranean sea breeze carries his laugh down the coastline. We cuddle on the porch swing, sheltered from the summer sun by an ancient oak tree. Across the lawn, my parents lounge on the veranda, laughing and drinking mojitos with their entourage of friends.
It really is a beautiful day. It’s not so hot that we sweat through our white linen clothes. Our skin doesn’t stick together from the humidity. We can just be together and watch the clouds pass by.
I met him three days ago. At the behest of my mother, I answered the front door of our villa. Draped in her Hermés caftan, she greeted him with an alarmingly big hug, during which he awkwardly smiled at me. We had barely stepped into the house when my mother announced he was single. My cheeks flushed with annoyance, and my temper grew hotter as she extolled his accomplishments. Then she leaned to my ear and drunkenly whispered, “But darling, I have to tell you. He’s not perfect. He’s five years younger than you, and he’s”—she scrunched her nose—”*self-made*, but you can’t be too picky at your age!” After hissing that I was only 30 and she was an elitist bitch, I stomped away to the garden.
[MF] His 18th birthday present.
[MF][oral][first time]
When I was 24 I was super close with my dorky, sheltered, somewhat naive younger step cousin. Relax, we are related by marriage only, my uncle is his stepdad, we share no ancestors. His name is James. He’s an average looking guy, short brown hair, a handsome face with doe-like eyes as blue as the sky. I’m a tomboyish girl with short black hair, freckles, and a pug nose that I hate.
James and I loved each other, as friends and as family. We saw in each other kindred souls. Ever since we met we always ran off to screw around together whenever we could. Strictly platonic of course. Until now.
The day after his eighteenth birthday he was at our house for a family get together, one of the agenda items of which was singing him happy birthday and all that. I was still living at home finishing college.
[F]ucking in the forest
It was the height of summer and my ex had planned us a date. He took me to the Zoo and we had a little picnic watching the animals. It was beautiful and warm out so I was wearing a light summer dress. We decided to walk back to his house across a big local park. We had been teasing each other all day and as we walked across the fields of the park ignoring the paths my ex’s hands started to wander, we’ll call him john.
John’s hand had been wrapped around my waist and as I told him exactly what I wanted to do once we got back to his place his hand started to drop to my hem. He slid his hand under my skirt and started to play with my panties. I asked him what he thought he was doing with a cheeky smile and his only response was to move his hand to my ass. He squeezed hard and a finger rubbed my damp panties. I stopped walking and started to kiss john. I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck and ran my hands through his hair while johns hands continued to tease and squeeze me.
Vigilante Justice [FM] [Superhero] [Violence]
On the sixth floor of an old factory, a perfect hole cut out of a glass window came out, letting in a beam of moonlight. The dusty atmosphere long since abandoned, a silky smooth figure slipped through with the grace of a cat burglar. Dust coated the atmosphere. The city lights looked far away through the new porthole of an old window, and inside the shadows overwhelmed the light.
Black, custom boots walked along a steel bar that served as a rafter. It was hanging a steel cable that served as a lift for an oversized cauldron. Nimble gloves fingers ran along the steel bar. Metal shavings, no gunpowder. Beneath the hanging vat, there were around six people walking around. Electric eyes illuminated the dark. Some were carrying rifles. Some were moving boxes into vans parked inside the factory floor.
The people below couldn’t hear the person above. The person above watched them with 4x zoom, poised like a monkey on the steel bars above. The thug that she had almost drowned in the bay had told her that this was the whole base of operations. From the look of the dusty atmosphere and untouched ruin, this was just a meeting point. The figure wrapped fingers and legs to slide down the cable. Quietly.
Shermanville [FM][Long][Noir/detective]
Shermanville, and by extension the whole Braxton valley seemed like someone had cut out their favorite pages from a book on small town cliches, stapled them together and handed them to the city architect.
Agent Hawg steered his Silverado down the main road, painfully aware that his attempt of blending in had failed from the start. It was the Bureau’s idea of a reliable car for rural areas, but it was still expensive and worst of all clean and only three years old and so he stuck out like a sore thumb and turned heads on his way to the department.
Apart from that it seemed like a smart choice, he had come across enough backroads that came short of being called trails to realize that out here tractors were faster than super cars. Or a man with a chainsaw for that matter, the forest all around was so thick that most paths probably still had to be cleared.
According to the paperwork Shermanville had a population of close to 50 thousand, but that didn’t show in the town center where people still crossed the main road without checking for cars.
Made her cum in the middle of the bar [MF]
I was meeting a girl for the second time. We couldn’t go anywhere yet as her fiancé was home and being with me is against the rules (she could play with couples but no individual guys).
She’s really submissive and very responsive. A whisper in her ear, a little pull of her hair and the right words instantly make her putty in my hands.
We were at the back of a quiet pub, nestled away in a corner and I was teasing her. Telling her what I was going to do to her next time we could meet properly. What a good girl she would be for me and how I was going to use her until she couldn’t remember her fiancé’s name.
I had one hand on her thigh, and the other on the nape of her neck. I was alternating between squeezing it gently and then moving it into her hair and carefully grabbing a fistful.
She was whispering quietly, desperate to stay quiet as I kept talking. Kept telling her about how it would feel when she was stretched around me and I was filling her. How I’d fuck her pretty face on camera then have her sit on my lap as we watched it back and I played with her clit.
Next installment of fooling around with another couple [Group][Long]
This is a continuation of a previous [post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fkjtez/first_time_fooling_around_with_another_couple/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share). Read that before this one.
The days following our game night with our new friends were pretty tame. We chatted as a group mostly. Casual things like video games, movies, current events, etc. We got on the topic of movies and all said it had been a while since any of us had seen Jurassic Park. We decided it would be great to have a movie night together so we planned for the following Friday after work.
After work one night, Megan and Ryan decided to play a video game online. So Kelly and I were watching our respective partners play while chatting with each other. Kelly asked what I was up to while I was watching the gaming and I told her that I was writing a story for Reddit about the last time we all got together. She was immediately intrigued and shared how she used to really enjoy writing in a journal and liked the idea of her writing again in a sex journal of sorts. I thought it was a great idea and enjoyed the thought of having another person’s perspective on the evening’s shenanigans. I promised that I would share my story with her once I finished.
Disarming you [MM] [romance] [passion]
You were playing hard to get. Because you knew I was trouble. Perhaps your friends had told you to stop messing around with me. Or your sixth sense knew that it’d be better to avoid me. Still, you agreed to meet with me again. At a club downtown.
Looking magnificent. Hair dark, styled, wearing jeans and a black, simple shirt. Like a magnet, you pulled me into your space; I couldn’t help but gravitate toward you. Your head tilted back, a small smile appeared that could have also been a smirk. You knew what you were doing to me. Bringing me down, wrapping me around your finger. Driving me crazy. I twisted my fingers in the front of your shirt, tugged you closer. In greeting. Your palms pressed against my stomach; if they’d inched up, you could have felt the rapid *thump-thump-thump* of my heart between your fingers.
I relished in your proximity for just a moment before your fingers balled up and you pushed against me. You were still fighting it. This. Whatever it was. But I knew better.