So, I’ve been hanging in there lately, and by that I mean I’ve been fucking around a bit more with Bruce. Still dealing with bullshit from the soon-to-be-ex (that fucker wants to try counseling, I told him to go counsel his 5 year old daughter). Anyway, last Sunday on Halloween, Bruce had proposed an idea to me. We had turned the porch lights out and he snuck over and fucked me in costume (He was someone from a video game, I was a secretly whorish witch). After the deed was done, he came up with an idea. He told me about No Nut November, which I honestly find crazy, but he suggested Nut In Me November, where at least once a day he’ll fuck me and cum in me. I told him it was 12:05 am now, so he’d better get started, so he rolled me on top of him and we fucked again, ending with him giving me a big bear hug and cumming as deep as he could inside me. It was then I told him that it was still Halloween night, so it didn’t count, and he’ll have to come back in the morning. I figured I’d document this for all you horny bastards.
Tag: Anal
Beach House Foursome – Part 2 – Stealing a Girlfriend [MFF]
So, like I said in the last post, things got interesting from here. It’s only been 48 hours since this happened, so the details are rather fresh. Quick recap for your tl;dr people: Kate (25F) and I (39M) had a foursome with Dave and Valerie (30M). Dave was kinda of awkward during it and this is the following day’s shenanigans where we inadvertently stole Dave’s girlfriend.
The next morning Dave is acting weird as shit. He keeps trying to get Kate to fuck him again, but way too aggressively. I didn’t know this yet. Kate’s just dealing with it. We spend the day together and it’s increasingly cold between Dave and Val. Shit, we broke up another relationship because we were horny. Not the first time. Probably won’t be the last. I have never claimed to be a good person.
Kate finally gives me a heads up that Dave is acting too forward and that she asked Val to tell him to chill. Note on consent for y’all out there: just because someone agrees to fuck you once, doesn’t mean that’s a yes forever. Anyway, I decide to approach Dave. He’s buffer than I am, but I have 20 lbs and 4″ of height on him, so I’m hoping for the best. Dave is pissy as fuck about the whole thing. Acting entitled and shit. I was trying to be cool, but he was just not. He finally does the thing and threatens to kick my ass.
[Group] I (19M) had the best hotel sex of my life with a “referral” (31F) when I was a Reddit bull with two other bulls, part 2
[here’s a link to part 1!]([https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qvvkvc/group_i_19m_had_the_best_hotel_sex_of_my_life/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qvvkvc/group_i_19m_had_the_best_hotel_sex_of_my_life/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share))
Edit: This is a repost because the original post apparently had “too long of paragraphs” and was subsequently removed. hopefully this one stays around!
My penis was twitching and throbbing wildly in Clarissa as I came into the condom, and Clarissa moaned “I can feel you twitching ughhhh…” I had just released one of those orgasms where it feels like you really did fill the condom to the brim, and Clarissa had finally loosened up enough to where I felt I could pull out. Mark chuckled and said, “That’s more like it bud!” I gave her one more spank for good measure. I pulled out hastily because my sensitivity was growing and to my horror, the condom stayed inside her pussy, but my dick came out of it. She was in such ecstacy that she didn’t notice, but both Mark and John looked at me with slight alarm. They both had an “Oh…” look on their faces.
I watched [m]y ex… girl[F]riend at the time… deep throat and swallow our friend [M] and then he watched us fuck. It’s still the biggest cock I’ve ever seen.
When I was 24 (42 now) I watched my then girlfriend suck off our good friend who had the biggest, thickest and nicest cock I’ve still ever seen. We were into lots of stuff… toys, anal, gaping, etc. She was really afraid of getting pregnant so she preferred anal most of the time. She really had a thing for deep throating too.
We had been together for a few years before this and we were both highly sexual. She went to university 5 hours away from where I lived. I drove to see her every weekend. We kinda had an open type of relationship where she was fucking other guys while at university. I was cool with it as long as she told me everything and agreed to take photos (Polaroid). So when she’d heard that our friend has a huge cock, she said she wanted to see if she could swallow it and see if she could take him in the ass.
Our friend was the local tattoo artist. Tall, skinny, covered almost neck to toe in tattoos. He looked like he could be a mean guy but he was the nicest, funniest guy ever.
My first [FFM] 😍
I was laid spread-eagled and cuffed to the bed Blindfolded. Ready and waiting to be devoured. He, I knew. She, a complete stranger.
The pair of them walked in and set to work straight away, playing with my tits, one on each nipple, licking and caressing. I felt like dinner. She then got to work eating my pussy, teasing my clit with her warm tongue. I sensed movement and heard moans which suggested that he had started taking her from behind, and with each thrust it brought her mouth further into my cunt and further into a state of wetness. What a view – probably – I still had my blindfold on. After she had made me cum I was allowed to see the sights in front of me. A beautiful big pair of tits and a gorgeous tight little pussy.
I was instructed to get on my knees and start eating her, tasting her cum and his sex on her. It was divine. I began fucking her with my two fingers and lapping at her pussy, licking and edging her clit; all-the-while he was over at the other end of her, fucking his great cock into her mouth. She, like me, adored the feeling of being thoroughly used. He then decided to take from behind, and I returned the favour by bringing her to orgasm whilst he fucked into me.
[MF] Date night reignites the spark – rimming, anal, cum play with milfy drunk wife
As she laid down on the edge of the bed with her legs in the air and her freshly waxed pussy and ass exposed, I knew this night was going to be different.
We’ve been married for 6 years, but started dating when we were 19. Our sex life through our mid 20s was amazing. It slowed down in recent years, but with the stress of work and kids that’s to be expected.
We’re both in our early 30s and have great careers. Both definitely above average in the looks department. I’m 6’1, 185, and in pretty good shape. My wife is 5’8, 130, perky b cups, and a perfectly round ass.
Since moving to the suburbs, we really haven’t made many good friends. Sure, we hang out with other parent friends but who wants to sit around and talk about kids 24/7. Everywhere we go, we are on the lookout for couples who look like they’d be cool.
My wife chatted up a few other couples at the bar. It was innocent but kind of sexy. With each conversation, all I could think about was watching my wife going down on the other woman but that’s a story for another time. At dinner, she mentioned it felt like we were trying to date other couples and she kind of loved the chase.
The Lexcapades: Chapter 2 Dayna …The Domme [m/f] [bdsm] [femaledom] [fiction]
My smile slid from my face like panties down a whore’s legs, the moment I set my phone down. I stood from the chair before my vanity and gave myself one more glance over before I headed into my interview. My hair was pulled tight into a ponytail at the back of my head, its ends reaching well below my shoulder blades. Not a frizz or stray hair out of place. My dark, honey eyes examined my makeup next. My naturally high-cheekbones would make the contouring gods weep. My ruby red lips twitched at the thought. I relished in making gods weep, or at least those who liked to think themselves as such. I straightened the black bowtie wrapped around the collar of my starch white, buttoned blouse tucked into my high waisted, black gaucho pants. I turned on my black, laced-up peep-toe heels to look over my shoulder and make sure the back of my ensemble was a match to the pristine front. Even I couldn’t keep my eyes from my curvy ass. Hopefully, it wouldn’t be too much of a distraction. Then again, I did always like to correct them when they were distracted.
Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [M/F/F/F] Part 37
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1/18/2021 will forever be buried in my head as the worst and the best day of my life.
Monday morning, the 20th of January. I decided to start going to the gym during the morning time, seeing as he comes in during the afternoon. I’m not an early riser or anything, but I do run a few miles before dawn so it makes sense for me to go to the gym afterwards.
He comes in, early morning, all smiles and shit while he’s greeting everyone he meets. I tried to hide from him, but he sees me and makes for me.
“Hey! I didn’t get to congratulate you on your match. You must have been tired.”
“Yes, I was tired,” I lied, trying to go back to my bags. There was nothing tiring about that bout, all I did was throw a knee and that was it! Sure I’m glad I won my first match, but it was a really boring one.
He moved over to steady my bag, and I’m trying to give him my best glares. All he did was hold the punching bag, so I might as well use it. I threw kicks and punches, as hard and as fast as I can give, and I am imagining kicking and punching him.
My [F] thoughts of a friend [F] continue to overwhelm me, and I try to take the next step.
I’m a long-time reader of GWS, but never had the courage (or experience, truthfully) to post any of my own stories. But recently, I finally had a real-life moment which I thought was worthy of telling, so I took a chance and posted it. I didn’t realize how exciting it would be, or how encouraging the community would be for me to write more (thank you for giving me some confidence).
For those hoping for an update on Sophie, I don’t have one, at least not yet. I *think* she’s invited me to Thanksgiving dinner at her place, but her recent messages have been vague, which is strange, because she isn’t usually shy about telling people exactly how she feels or what she wants. Since the Halloween party, our chats have been a little awkward, like when you first meet someone and don’t want to say anything weird or offensive.
So, yeah, no updates, which begs the question: what is this post about? Well, I had a dream. Big whoop, right? I can just hear the collective groans from readers hoping this was going to be as steamy as an anal orgy with six of my former college professors while tied up in a sauna next to a gimp and his medieval collection of torture implements. (BTW, I’m not judging. I would *totally* read that story.) But I digress.
A night with my wife
My wife and I are still learning each other. As an example, recently I discovered she likes some name calling in the bedroom. She wants to be my fuck slut. News to me, but giddy up! I’m all in. We have been together 13 years and yet still don’t know everything about each other. This makes it feel new and fresh every day. The dirty slut.
Recently she is finding herself. Re-discovering might be a better term actually. Before I met her she really lived her 20’s. I met her when she was 28 and she definitely was more experienced than me. I’ve always really admired her confidence in her sexuality, but it intimidated me for sure. She likes the dick, and got it when she wanted it. She knows how to get off, and has always been a very sexual person, and I’ve always really enjoyed that about her. I guess it went away for awhile during the years we were having kids, and now she is starting to feel good about her sexuality again.
Which leads me to this story. We talk a lot about sex with our friends. It’s great because it gets us charged up and usually leads to a fun night in the bedroom for us.