Early morning hook up [ff]

It’s 5:30 am… and I turn over, half asleep. In the blue morning light, you look so soft and peaceful. My fingers lightly trail down your side, and you moan softly in your sleep. That’s when I know I have to have you.

I snuggle in closer to you, until I can pretend to innocently cup your butt in my hands, slowly rubbing your back, as gently as if you were a ripe peach that I wanted to savor.

You turn over, your lips curving into a sleepy smile as you moan a little more loudly. I softly touch your tits, thinking about how soon they will bloom. I nuzzle my face close to your neck and gently kiss the soft and sensitive spot where your neck meets your shoulder, working my way towards the soft skin behind your ear that always drives you wild.

As you wake up fully, catching my lips with yours, I rub my foot up and down your legs. My pussy aching as I press my hips into yours. I moan quietly as you press your lips against my nipple, letting your thumb caress my other nipple as you pull me closer. I gasp as your mouth closes over my tit and I arch my back, crying out as I anticipate the near release.

A favorite sexual encounter with my boyfriend [FM]

I figure some backstory is good. My bf(I’ll call him James) and I have been together for a litter over three years. A year ago, we decided to open up our relationship. Not because we felt we were missing something, but to have fun and explore our fantasies. We both have strong sexual drives and our sex life couldn’t be greater.

Now onto that one particular night…

It was Friday, roughly two years ago. I had gotten off of work early and didn’t have and plans for the rest of the evening. James was still at work and wasn’t aware that I had already gotten off. I came home and did a bit of cleaning. Started to get a little bored, which led to horniness. Thought of ways I could please myself because he wouldn’t be home for another two hours. Put on some porn, but that didn’t really do the trick. I thought if I was going to suffer, then so would he. Went through my lingerie collection. After taking awhile to decide exactly what to wear, I took some photos in various teasing poses. Right when I was about to send them, I thought to myself, no. I’ll just surprise him instead when he gets home. The look on his face will be priceless! I needed to kill time, so I did my makeup. I wanted to look like a sexy slut (I love it when he calls me that) for him.

MF – Unexpected Guest

You find your way home after a long day of work and are relieved to know that no one is going to be home. Everyone is away for the weekend and you have the whole house to yourself. You kick off your shoes, unbutton your shirt a few buttons and leave on your form fitting skirt and stockings. You grab a bottle of wine, pour yourself a glass and begin to relax on the couch.

All of a sudden, you hear a knock on the door; you wonder who the hell it could be. The hairs on your back stand up and there is nervousness in your stomach. Walking over, you peek through the window and, what do you know, it is Eric. Surprised and excited, you open the door and ask if he would like to come in.

It has been a long time since you have seen each other and the little butterflies in your stomach begin to flutter, your mouth begins to water, and your nipples become sensitive and harden. You haven’t felt this way in a long time and you become warm and tingly inside your lower belly as you remember the experiences of past. You ask what he is doing here and he tells you he was in the area for work and wanted to finally see your place. But in reality, Eric really wanted to see your beautiful eyes, to smell your sweet hair and touch your soft and supple skin.

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that sidewalk moment [MF]

This is a re-write of a post that I put on [r/adultery](https://www.reddit.com/r/adultery) (judge if you need). That one I wrote on my phone, but I wanted to rewrite it from scratch at a keyboard. Enjoy.

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I miss you. I know you felt guilty because we were both cheating. We had missing pieces and our moments fill those so well. I savor this moment so closely and can’t unknow what I now know about how life can be.

You and I were out at a professional event with a small group of friends. I didn’t know you too well personally but had admired you professionally. Throughout the night I wondered about you and a part of my mind always focused on you. During the bar hopping and fun I remember in each moment the relationship of our bodies to one another, how many inches separated our knees, you leaning onto your elbow to face me and listen to a silly story, how you glanced over as we clinked our drinks together. As we drank and laughed and shared so many things with each other, eventually the bar closed and we realized that our small group of friends was gone. We were so deep into each other that the rest of the world disappeared til there was only us, oblivion, and a bartender to pull us out.

The time me and my good friend tag teamed my barber [MFF]

I have a good friend named Erica, I am male 39 and she is female 26 we have been friends for years and have fucked so many times. The funny think though, Erica is totally a bro, she is super funny, always jokes around, and has the best meme game in the free world. Like she is a total Bro, HILARIOUS. Anyways, I never want to be in a 3some situation with a MFM because I have never seen an erect penis other then my own in person, and the thought of seeing one live in action terrifies me lol.(LOL)

About Erica’s looks, she is GORGEOUS, 5 ft 4 super thin and athletic, dance teacher, half japanese, half white, but a TOTAL goofball, just has like the funniest personality ever. Amazing body, super tight pussy.

side note about how funny she is, i still laugh till this day, one time we were fucking and had a super long session she goes,

“oh man can we stop my pussy is wrecked and super tired”

I pull out and lay down and say it’s ok babe no big deal we don’t have to finish

Doctors visit, part 2

The Doctor, part 2

Now, skip ahead to yesterday!

The pain did turn out to be nothing, just a sedantary lifestyle which I have since changed, and I did have a problem with my gallbladder, which was removed some time after that appointment. You’ll see in a minute why I keep mentioning that.

I was looking forward to the appointment for quite some time, having never really gotten what happened last year out of my head. I was both unsure of what would happen, and hoping to lay to rest any idea that this was a regular part of an annual exam.

I arrived early as I always do no matter where I’m going, and checked out the new building they just had built…very modern, open floor plan, etc…looks just like a modern college campus building.

The receptionist handed me a tablet instead of the usual pre-visit form you have to fill out, and I clicked through all the questions about my current state, and previous issues, wondering if a question about the pain would come up.

It didn’t.

Thankfully. I was just going to go in and not mention it, have a normal annual visit and we would all be over it.

That time I [M] fucked my girlfriend and my boss [F] in the same day [MF, MF]

This ones long, but I hope worth it.

I’ve written about [Isabelle](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ahio0g/that_time_i_fucked_my_girlfriend_at_a_sex_club_mf/?st=JRTPSZSR&sh=4c9f22c7) before. She was beautiful with a pixie haircut, a round face, and the slim body of a someone who loved the gym. Basically she looked like lots of the girls I date, except she had the most disproportionally sized tits you’ve ever seen. I don’t know sizes, but let me just say it took two hands to hold one. I’ve been with lots of women and to have breasts like that on such a slender frame was incredibly rare, and super fucking hot.

So that was Isabelle. We lived together for awhile and had a modified open relationship. Monogamous in town, but anything goes when you’re out of town. This, for the most part, worked well, but it also lead to times like these, where I got to fuck her, and another woman, in the same day. (Same thing held for Isabelle. I can think of at least one instance where I joined her on vacation and I knew she’d been fucking this other dude pretty recently, but that’s another story).

My [F] Threesome Experience [MFF] Part 2 [Long]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ann2na/my_f_threesome_experience_mff_part_one_long/)

With in two weeks, another threesome happened.

Katie had mentioned to me previously that Jake wanted to visit us again. We had all really enjoyed the first threesome experience. He had heard that we would be in town for the evening as we were going to a concert. It would be easy for him to pop by our hotel to visit. He stated that he would love for all of us to hook up again, but even if he just pops by to have a drink, that was fine too. I was intrigued about how the night would unfold even if he was invited over without threesome intentions. But let us all understand this, I am into these threesomes, so I want it to happen again. It was up to me in the end for Jake to join us, so I happily agreed. This caused me to put that extra effort into my hair and makeup. I had my blonde hair straight, with my face looking flushed with blush and my eyes accentuated with a touch of liner. I was feeling great and did the whole “let’s not try too hard with my outfit” look. Katie had curled her blonde hair and was also had her face done up just enough to look flawless. She was wearing a sexy but cute off the shoulder sweater, light grey in colour, and skinny jeans. We both looked pretty hot. I have learned that it is fun to make sure that I look good for when I am looking up at a cock (or sucking on some nice tits). It was a pretty classy hotel, with a nice large king size bed in the middle, and a shower with a glass wall that you could see from the bed. It had a very modern feel to it, but still definitely a hotel. There was also a mirror behind the bed. Made for the perfect view.

24 [F] The Dancing Mermaid

My first body paint was on a Friday evening and I had to cancel on hanging out with my friends, none of whom knew about my new job.

I am asked to reach the studio an hour early. In the green room, I meet MUG (make up guy). He tells me about the mermaid cosplay and how he will do my make up before I head out for the body paint. I strip down to my black panties when he stops me ‘I am kicking myself saying this but you can keep them on’.

I jump in the chair topless, with MUG behind me and on the desk are the make up kits, a ginger hair wig and two small silicon stars. I hear him pop open a bottle and his hands reach around my chest, he puts vaseline on my nipples using two of his fingers on each hand. He picks up the stars, puts body glue on & places them right on my nipples. They dont cover my nipples totally with my *areolas* visible on the corners. Later he does my makeup, puts on the wig and sends me on my way.

Taming a wild one. Pt.1 [MF]

When I first met her I was newly single and still trying to find my feet again, that I stumbled into her without all my wits about me was somewhat cruel, but that’s life. I’m a sucker for strong women, we had an instant rapport and a lot of fun jousting back and forth through text, I couldn’t know what I’d gotten myself into. The best word to describe her was(and still is) fierce, a statuesque 5’10, slender but strong, busty and with a mane of flaming red hair spilling down her back – she owned herself and her sexuality utterly and loved the power that gave her.

On our first date, I had naively intended to take things slow, but after a long kiss and wandering hands, she told me, clear and cold, that if I left that night without fucking her, I was never coming back. She texted me a photo the next day of my raised handprint on her ass saying “I’ll need that again before this fades.” I had passed my test it seemed. Our sex was frequent and feral; teeth, fingernails, sweat and even a little blood were the norm. Every time she met me at the door with a look that dared me to try and break her and I obliged. I’m an athlete and I take pride in my size and stamina as a sexual partner, I was used to women tapping out, needing time to recover, or not being up to the intensity I could bring. It was the norm that I expected but I was always wrong. I had, truly, met my match.