Open marriage adventures from the male half. [m37/m38][m37/f37][bisexuality][gay][straight]

A couple years before my wife and I opened our marriage, I came out as bisexual to her. She took it well. Didn’t really care. We were monogamous. I spoke freely of my desire for another man and suggested we bring one into our bedroom. Hard pass.

I just couldn’t let it go. To the point where I asked her for a hall pass to experiment with a guy. A one time deal. She agreed.

I jumped on Grindr and started chatting with dudes. I was honest with them, saying I was married to a woman and looking to mess around a bit. Swap oral, maybe a bit more. It didn’t take long to find a handsome guy in the exact same boat as me. He was the same age, married to a woman and looking for some dick.

We met at a local bar with no intentions of getting naked…just to say hi. It went well. We talked about our families, work, had a few laughs and decided we were gunna blow each other. A week later, we met at a motel 6 down the road from my place. I got there first, I cleaned up, stripped down to my boxers and waited for him.

My [M35] conservative wife [F32] [MF] part 2

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I pointed at the kids as if to ask what about them.

“The lifeguard will look after them” she replied. With that she took me by the hand and lead me back to our room. As soon as we walked in she dropped to her knees and stripped me of my shorts. She started sucking my dick whilst playing with her own pussy. It was amazing and she could tell I was loving it but I had to find out what happened in the hut.

“What happened inside the hut?” I asked her.

“Nothing” she replied “I just went to get a towel for you”

“Please tell me” I plead with her as she continued to suck my dick “I know it was more than just the towel. What has got you this horny?”

“Well” she started “at first we were just talking outside and I mentioned to him that my shoulders had been hurting recently, he said he would massage them for me but I declined because everyone would see so he recommended we go into the hut instead” she had removed my cock from her mouth and was now jerking me off with the occasional kiss on my balls.

I Got Creampied by College Student [FM]

Last week I had hooked up with a virgin college student and it was a pretty mediocre experience for me. Nothing to ride home about. Fast forward to this weekend. I had no dates set-up so I called up him and asked if he wanted to spend the weekend with me.

Me being his first time he obviously agreed. We can’t do it at my home because my landlord is a narc for my parents and he is a college student with 3 roommates. So I booked a hotel room like last time. Saturday evening I dressed in my new bodycon gifted to me by the tattoo artist (context: he tore my previous one), while on my way to the hotel, I had the stupid idea. In retrospect, this was stupid slut moment. Get a creampie. Since he lost his virginity to me and hasn’t slept with anyone else he could not be carrying any STIs, right?

Anyway, I stopped by a pharmacy and bought morning after pills, and read up on their side effects and effectiveness through the rest of my way. The thought turned me on and I was already wet. We had dinner in the hotel’s restaurant and then went to our room.

Wife Cheated with me in Vegas, her first time BBC. [MF]

It was around 4 years ago, I just got single and were out of a 1 year relationship, haven’t had any good drill for a while. One day me and my buddy decided to go to Vegas for a short summer trip.

First night there, We were in Bellagio Casino, were surfing around and having drinks. I was sitting at the bar for a moment, alone, sipping on my brandy…

Until I noticed a Super Hot Milf staring at me on the other side. Our eyes were locked for seconds… it happened few times, her sexy smile was just driving me crazy… I couldn’t wait anymore.. decided to do my pick-up line move, and get her number.

We talked and laughed for hours, and she told me she is married, and her stupid husband is ditching her for playing at casino, but actually lying to her, since she followed him to strip club.

We had few drinks, and I confessed this all might be wrong,, but why don’t we make it worse and move it forward! After all we only live once. She laughed and said the hottest sentence I could hear “ I will be all yours tonight daddy “, with a ring in her hand.

Putting the “Lay” in Delay [M31/M30]

I abhor air travel. It’s stressful, it’s crowded, it can be costly, and it’s just not fun. I hypocritically still use it because it’s the best option with few alternatives, but should the US get a light speed rail system in my time I’d heavily consider it a better alternative.

All of this runs through my mind every time I’m in line at security and my bags are checked. I make it through TSA and grab my shoes to put them back on, when my peripheral catches the glimpse of the hottest man I’d see in months get up from putting his shoes back on across the terminal. As others block my view passing by, once the view is clear, he’s gone and I’m left with a “what could have been” memory.

Picking up my bag, I wander to my gate, grabbing a water at the store, and getting to check-in kicking my feet up while I wait. A quarter hour passes and announcement is made that the flight will be delayed indefinitely, and as this was the last available flight of the day, free hotel compensation will be offered to all applicable. I groan and roll my eyes in annoyance and frustration, but as I need to get this flight, I take up the offer, get my free hotel, and head over there.

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My Favorite [Part 2][MF]

[[Part 1 is here]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yxfl29/one_of_my_favourite_memories_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

I still couldn’t believe that it had happened. I was in a daze the next day. She texted me first. “Well that was fun”. My stomach did a somersault. Fuckkkkk. I was in trouble. Big trouble. I texted back immediately. We sexted all day. Again. I probably called her in the afternoon, on my way home. I was working about an hour away from where I lived at that point, and I called her most afternoons on the way home, if we weren’t talking, we were texting. Whenever I drive that stretch of road now I think of her. It will always be linked with this affair. I can remember sitting at the traffic lights, my cock straining against my pants as I read her texts, her describing in graphic detail how it would slide into her. I was deeply in lust. And dangerously, unfortunately, in hindsight, falling deeply in love.

I knew she wouldn’t leave him for me. I knew the huge huge scandal it would be if everyone found out. In my more lucid moments (probably after I had rushed home and furiously jerked off to the texts we’d been sending all day), I knew I was in trouble.

My first time having sex was in public. Part 2 [FM]

The bus arrived at the mountain late morning. I had spent the last few hours in a glow from the orgasm I had during the ride. I sat up and gave Scott a kiss on the cheek and he smiled at me. I looked around and I don’t think any of our classmates new what had happened during the ride. We collected our things and went to our rooms. We were staying in a condo and we had 4 people per unit. I told Scott we would catch up later, as he and many others were going skiing straightaway, but I wasn’t there to ski, so my girlfriends and I got settled in our unit. I was exhausted so got to my room, laid down, and woke up to darkness and laughing. I had slept for 6 hours!

I went out to the living area and my roommates and 4 guys were sitting around the table drinking and playing cards, Scott was one of them, so I was happy to see him.

“Hey it’s sleeping beauty!” Everyone cheered. I just shrugged my shoulders and smiled.

“Must have been a pretty exhausting bus ride.” One of my roommates said with a wink.

I embraced my inner slut and had sex with three guys within 24 hours: first encounter [FM]

While away on a holiday recently, I had made plans to meet up with an ex (we broke up amicably because it became long distance and that wasn’t going to work for either of us) and had packed an array of sexy lingerie I was going to wear for him and had not touched myself for over a week in preparation to be as horny and sexy for him as possible. However, on the day I arrive, he tells me he’s got covid! I’m devastated!! Also, incredibly horny and frustrated!!

So I immediately hit up the dating apps, and start up a few chats, and one guy is free to meet up that night after he finishes work at 9. I catch a train into the city and meet up with him and he’s cute with this amazing deep voice. We go to a bar to have a drink, and start to play footsies under the table and the air between us changes and becomes more electric. We’re soon in a taxi on our way to my big hotel room and we’re kissing in the back seat and when I run my hand up his thigh, he pushes it away and says he’s too turned on for that.

Our first time being watched [FM]

Yesterday morning when we woke up I could tell pretty quickly that she was in the mood, she didn’t make her usual moves though, so I thought I’d play innocent and see what she was thinking. After breakfast and a coffee she blurted out “Do you want to fuck me on the nude beach”, I obviously jumped at the idea. I knew she meant just us privately, which was fine, we’d very lightly played when the beach was empty before, it’s a good time as long as it’s not too cold.
She got changed into clothes that were easy to put on quickly and we headed down. I was hard for most of the walk and I could feel precum in my boxers, I could tell she was horny too as she kept flashing me and feeling me up.

The way the beach is laid out is this – there’s a path down the cliffs that take about 15 minutes to walk, it takes you onto the normal nude side, you then walk through that side and past some big rocks to the naughty nude side. There were a few people on the “nude” end and we couldn’t see anybody on the “naughty nude” end.

Scent (FM)

It’s your breath that wakes me. Soft and warm, it glides over my throat, across my shoulder; gentle, reassuring. I allow the sensation into me, to draw me from sleep. I feel no rush. Other senses stir. I smell us. Musky, primal, salty. At my flanks I feel your skin against mine. Are you straddling me?

I open my eyes, but it remains dark.

I move my arms, but only an inch before they are constrained. My legs are spread.

I am awake. I am blindfolded. I am bound.

The breath on my neck changes to a colder stream, and draws patterns now. Along the lines of my collar; across one exposed armpit and then back to my chest. My nipple. Circling. Leaving and returning. Exploring.

You are straddling me. Now I can feel the hardness of your knees against my waist, the points of your ankles against my thighs. It is a gentle but certain grip. It holds me. Places me.

The breath on my skin disappears. There is stillness, that to me feels broken only by the stirring in my cock. There is silence, except for my pulse. It quickens. Can you hear it?

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