Fucking [M]y [F]riend’s ex

Hey guys, it’s been a while. I’ve got some time to kill so I decided to share a story from last month.

A little bit about me: I’m 26 years old, around 6 feet tall and 205 pounds, athletic figure. I have dark brown hair and the same color eyes. Kind of a hairy dude, but so far haven’t heard any complaints about it. I started identifying myself as a bit of a sex addict when I was in my second year of college (We start college at 18 in Canada), after a string of romantic involvements that just didn’t lead anywhere. I got bored, as awful as it sounds, with each of the women I decided to be with. I was brought up in a rather agnostic household. It’s my dad’s second marriage and my mother had me and my sister before they were married. I was always an introverted kid, and spent a lot of time by myself. Growing older I learned how to come out of my shell a bit more, and found myself being curious about women from an early age. As I grew older, I began to become more and more comfortable with my sexuality. I jerked off maybe 3 times a day on average, and after losing my virginity I pretty much was off the leash. Now that I’ve accepted that I cannot be with any one person, my sex life has expanded immensely. I have a couple stories I feel like sharing, and the community on this board seems to be very welcoming to that, so I thought it best to post my experiences here. Hope you enjoy!

The Hotel [MF] [Fantasy] [First Submission]

“That’ll be 12.50 Sir”

  I see the hotel in front of me.  

  “Sir! That’ll be 12.50?!”

  “Oh! Sorry I was districted”

  I say digging into my pocket for the fare. 

  Handing him a 10 and a 5 dollar bill. 

  “That’s good, keep the change”

  He gets out of the  cab and helps me bring my luggage to the door. 

  I get the counter and give my name. The gentleman takes my credit card and taps on keys in rhythmic tune on the keyboard. 

  He hands me my card back along with the key card for my room, I gather my luggage and make my way to the elevator. 

  I fall. . . 

  Falling freely with my arms wide open. 

  Hitting the soft surface of the blankets then the firmness of the mattress. 

  I let out a long groan of satisfaction that I’m done traveling for the day. 

  I turn onto my back folding my hands on my chest. 

  Feels so good to get away, even for just a night.

The Good Tenants(FFM)

Scarlett and Molly turn from their computer screens to see Cole enter their living room. He found their invitation on his pillow. He enters barefoot, wearing a black button down shirt and well fitting jeans. He is carrying a tumbler of whiskey and eyeing the women suspiciously as he lowers himself onto the center of the brown leather couch. The ice taps on the side of the glass as he swirls his whiskey around, a smug lustful look on his face. The women eye each other and smirk as the plan they contrived is now going to come to fruition.

Molly, wearing a sage green pencil skirt and white blouse stands and places her hands on the desk. Scarlett, wearing a simple button down black dress, sets her feet on the now abandoned armrests of Molly’s chair, showing that she isn’t wearing anything under her dress. Cole leans back into the cushions of the couch, curious and eager. Scarlett winks at Cole as she stands, walks over to Molly and raises the green skirt above her waist, revealing white lace panties covering a tight round ass. Scarlett tells Molly to keep her hands on the desk and she slides one hand up Molly’s thigh to feel her wet and ready slit, the other hand wrapping around and tugging at Molly’s hair. “Are you going to be a good girl today, Molly?” whispers Scarlett. Molly moans as she pushes her hips back trying to get Scarlett’s fingers to rub against her. This earns Molly a sharp slap on the ass, causing her back to arch and ass move further out, earning a few more slaps that turn the soft flesh bright pink. Scarlett removes her hand and using Molly’s hair, pulls her upright and turns her around.

Beards and hotel rooms [MF] (part two)

[continued from this post…](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/895q07/beards_and_hotel_rooms_mf_part_one/?st=JH4KUA69&sh=6014476d)

When he was in completely he forced my dildo in to my tight pussy and started to move it slowly in and out. Mmm it felt good, I was so full with two of my holes filled. He put my hand on the dildo giving me control moves his hands to my arse and started moving. Mm just remembering how good it felt is a turn on for me. Him getting faster and faster, feeling him in my arse whilst I was slowly fucking my pussy with my dildo. Face down in the bed feeling like I couldn’t take it anymore and how I was dripping wet because I was so turned on…
I had to stop with the dildo because it was too intense and swapped for my vibrator. Now that felt so much better, my arse full and my clit with my vibrator on full (well I had to make sure he could feel it too ;), which he could)

[MF] The Devourer

*I have no idea where this goes or what the fuck it is. I got the idea for this while horny, high, and rewatching the Imperfect Cell Saga.*

When a woman fucks a man, she doesn’t just have sex with him.

She devours him. In part, or whole.

As soon as a man lays down on his bed, he has invited his partner to plunder him. To trap him inside of her. To hold him hostage within her body, as she writhes above to him to extract his essence. She indulges herself not in only flesh, but in spirit as well.

Sarah is a 42-year-old accountant who takes care of herself. Despite the large glasses that adorn her face, she commands a beautiful body that suggests nothing of her bookishness. Her thighs are taut, full, and firm. Her breasts are full and round. Even the details among her well-sculpted body were not unnoticed. Having a bit of admiration for her feet, her toes were always done.

After leaving the office one day, Sarah stopped by the local supermarket to grab herself a snack. There she encountered a person she wouldn’t have otherwise met. A younger guy, like she long fanatasized about fucking. A boy who would do exactly as she would say or face the consequences.

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[MF] The only time I’ve cheated was at a bus stop.

So, this happened in undergrad. I was in a long term relationship that everyone knew was bad except me. Slowly but surly I started seeing the signs. In reality I saw them all along but could admit to them for fear of being alone. I somehow convinced myself she was the best I could do and no one else would want me. That is until one night at a party.

My girlfriend hosted the party and all our friends were invited. A lot of drinking was going on. As the party was winding down I realized my girlfriend had passed out in her be with one of her roommates (female). Nothing going on just sleeping. This meant I was regulated to the couch as I was way too drunk to drive home. One of the last people at the party was a good friend of mine (we will call her Mia). As the party was slowing down she and I talked one on one like we usually did at these things. That night she was the last to leave. Our school offered a drunk bus that you could request by text message. She sent her text and I website her to wait on the bus. On the way their our conversation turned to my relationship. I confessed my fear and she tried and fail to convince me I was wrong. As we sat wait for the bus, she said “what if I can show you that you are wrong about someone else want you.” To which I said “How?” She leaned over and kissed me and the sparks flew. I was instantly hard and she knew it.

Naughty neighbor roleplay with husband [Mf] [blkmail] [Fdom]

Last week, my husband wanted to do a neighbor role play with me. We hadn’t in a while, so I happily obliged. We usually do this when he is feeling submissive. The set-up is that he is a teenager/young adult and I am the older woman who catches him masturbating while he’s supposed to perform mundane chores like mow my lawn or feed my cats. I then extort sexual favors from him so I won’t tell his parents about his dirty secret.

So he wanted the timeline to take place after we had had a few sessions together where I would let him feel me up and/or give him a blowjob, but we hadn’t had sex yet. I was to tell him about this hot date I had the next night and I needed help deciding what to wear and that I would also order him to fuck me afterward.

It begins. I sternly tell him to watch me try on a couple outfits and ask for his opinion. I first try on a new sun dress that I want him to see me in. By the time I’ve tried on the second outfit of super short shorts and a yellow crop top, I am slippery wet. I order him to finger me, which he does, pressing his fingers into my gspot which makes me squirm and moan.

[MF] Stepping out on my shitty marriage and the tale of the large labia

I got married in my mid-twenties as I had gotten my girlfriend pregnant and felt it was the right thing to do. What I didn’t realize at the time was marrying for anything but love is a terrible decision. Needless to say, my marriage was a disaster and I found myself having an increasingly wandering eye.

I had started working at a new company as a temporary employee and there was no shortage of good looking women. Temporary work is the worst jobs that the regular employees don’t want to do so at least I had ample eye candy to look at while I carried on.

One woman, Patty, caught my eye right away. She had caught me looking at her in the break room and I figured she would report me to HR or my company supervisor. She did neither and I found her checking me out on occasion as time went on. As I said, I was in my twenties but Patty was in her thirties so she was intriguing to me.

[MF] With hopes to bang best friends little sister, i end up in a swingers group.

I have a collection of pics from the past number of years that I took for my spank bank more or less, at least with any girl that allows me to but I found I can turn the shutter sound off and sneak in some usually. Came across the site, thought I would put some of them up and share the stories behind them. A lot of these encounters took place after I inadvertently became a participant with some swingers so the first story is relevant to how that happened.

I added the pics in time sequence with the story except for the first pic linked which was taken later in the story but is just relevant to introduce her. I was going to blur the faces but enough time has passed it’s not too relevent.

In 2011’ish I met up with my old best friend, Justin growing up, his family was having a cookout so I went. Haven’t seen his family in a few years and I always thought his younger sister Natalie and mom were sexy as hell, Like 8/10 hot and maybe 12/10 for for a guy like me hot. Either way, for years in school I often fantasized about one or the other and sometimes both.

The [MF] patient wingman and the conservative girl (part 2)

A few days ago I wrote [This story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8hgkyy/41_m_the_patient_wingman_and_the_conservative_girl/) about a conservative Asian girl I met at a bar with my friend. Just to fill in a few gaps. This is a completely true story about a girl I met a couple of years ago, and we ended up dating for a few months. And those first few dates really stuck in my head…

On the night we met, we were woken up at 6am, by her friend who needed to go. We exchanged numbers, but to be honest, the conversation was so hard most of the night we met, that I didn’t really try and reach out to her for an actual date.

But Dan had other ideas. 2 weeks later Dan asked me to meet him for a few Friday night drinks. I thought this was just going to be a happy hour, chill session. But Dan had invited Carla (the Latin girl he met) and she brought Vanessa. She was pretty much a different person than the first time we met. Her overly shy/conservative nature was gone and she was talkative, flirty and playful. While Dan and Carla were pretty much Eskimo kissing and doing god knows what under the table with their hands, Vanessa and I were getting pretty buzzed on good wine and getting to know each other. Finally Carla had enough foreplay and suggested her and Dan go back to Dan’s house. We got a quick “You two going to be ok?” A few nods and they left. After another drink, I suggested Vanessa and I head back to my place, since it was pretty close by. She agreed..