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[FM] An older woman in Ardêche

When i was 23 i went on vacation to the south of france on a camping near the Ardêche area. My parents were there and set up a tent for me to sleep in. The first days were just me enjoying the weather and chilling with my parents. I thought it was just going to be a very relaxed couple of weeks.

The 4th day, when i was laying on a bed near the camping swimming pool, an older woman (46) walked by (lets call her V). I noticed her looking at me but didnt think anything of it.

Later that day i set up my laptop in the main building to check my email (this was the only place where there was wifi). Right next to me was a folderstand full of folders about activities nearby. V came in and started going through the folders looking for fun activities. I didnt notice her but as i finished up my stuff she asked me what i was doing. I told her i just checked my mail. She then asked me if i was going to do any of the activities while showing the folders in her hand. I told her i havent planned anything yet so she casually asked me if i would like to join her. She then immediately followed with “if you dont mind going with an older woman” and smiled. Read more »

Me and my wife’s friend Part 8 [M30] [F30] [F30] <public> <sex club> <paralyzed> <friend> <drunk>

Chapter 6: Nicole (continued)

When Nicole entered the club a full one hour later, it looked to me like that much more than a simple blowjob took place in that room. She was not walking properly. Her dress, tiny as they were, were not properly worn. She looked perhaps a bit tired. But her face said her mood was still upbeat.

“Was it really just a blowjob?” I asked her in her ear when she got to us.

“Won’t you like to know,” she said with a grin.

“What are you guys drinking?” she asked turning to Anya.

Anya showed her the beer bottle she was holding. We were already on our third beer by then. We were surprisingly sober, something we didn’t want to be, while in this club.

“Lets do shots,” Nicole said. We agreed. It was better to be drunk than to be fully in our senses here.

We did 3 shots in a row. 15 minutes later, i could see that the shots were hitting Anya like a bus. Maybe it was the combined effect of beer and tequila. Read more »

How to make working with a bitch worth it [M34/F40] [work] [fiction] [oral] [penetration]

My work is a sausage fest. Out of over thirty-five employees at my location, four of them are women. Two are old, one is a MILF, but hides in the offices and is rarely seen by the operations team. The last, named Bailey, is the operation managers back up, along with her main job. She’s nice most of the time. But, when she’s in charge a few times a year, she turns into a total bitch. Nobody likes working for her, and, honestly, she doesn’t understand our jobs and thinks we’re all lazy.

Luckily, for me, I was moved to another area late last year and basically became my own manager, working with, instead for, the operations manager. Basically, when Bailey is in charge, she can ask me to help out, but can no longer order me around. At least, that’s how it’s supposed to work.

Over the last seven years that we’ve worked together, me and Bailey actually get along pretty well, even when she’s in her bitch mode. I like to flirt with her, have straight up told her that if she needs to relax, I’ll make her feel good, and nearly got her to send me a picture of her boobs last time she was in charge. Read more »

My wife gave me a blowjob while I was talking to her sister [MFF]

I have been with my wife since we were kids. So I’m very close to her family. She has 2 younger sisters, and they talk all the time. About everything, I mean like everything. One night they were out drinking together and when I picked her up from the bar she was telling me how her sister’s husband just got into bondage and they spent they tax returns on a crap ton of specialized toys… So yeah they were super open about that kinda stuff.
While we weren’t into bondage, my wife is not without her kinks. She gets off on fooling around in dangerous situation. Like sex in public places and stuff. She loves the thrill of maybe being caught.
Well one day her sister calls up on a video call and she said she had to run to the bathroom and asks if I could grab it. So I’m talking to the sister while we wait for her, when my wife come out of the bathroom signaling that I shouldn’t say anything. She walks over to the chair in front of me and lifts her sundress to show me she isn’t wearing any panties. She sits down, spreads her legs and starts masturbating in front of me. Fingers deep inside while she gets all wet and creamy and tastes herself. All while I’m trying to hold a conversation lol. Her sister was telling me about her recent vacation (I think) while I just gave her a lot of “yeah” “uh huh” “oh wow”. Once I was thoroughly turned on my wife crawled over to the couch and undid my pants and wrapped her lips around my dick. She gave me an incredible blowjob while I poorly tried to pay attention to the conversation. Eventually I finished in my wife’s mouth and had to tell her sister it was a back spasm.
My wife hopped right on the phone to save me, “Sorry I was finishing up the cinnamon rolls for dessert.” Her sister said “Yeah looks like you still got some frosting on your mouth” as my wife wiped the cum off her lip and sucked it off her finger. “Yeah I couldn’t help myself, they are so hot and sticky”
The next time her sister was over our place my wife couldn’t help herself and told her what happened. “Ohhhh well that explains it hahaha you weren’t bored that was just your O Face hahahaha. ” Read more »

I [F] set out to tease my ex [M] and got carried away.

Before I start, I want to note that this happened when I was in my early 20s – but remembering it now, it kind of sounds like we’re flirting like awkward teenagers. I dunno, we were weird and we both liked it. Also, this story’s probably like half context, but context gets me off.

 

 

I was going over to my ex’s house to pick up my bag of things I’d left behind from when we’d been dating. He told me it was already packed up in a bag, so the plan was just to grab it and leave. We were still on good terms and wanted to stay friends, but I don’t think either of us was sure about spending long periods of time alone together yet.

That said, I didn’t want to go dressed in the usual. I picked out an outfit specifically for his tastes, which I know isn’t for everybody. Some might even call it anywhere from tacky to ratchet. A tight black miniskirt that stopped well above mid-thigh, paired with a purple crop top that showed a ton of cleavage. I finished the outfit off with black thigh-high boots. My makeup was done just the way my ex liked it, with extra emphasis on the mascara, eyeliner, plus eyeshadow that matched the color of my top. It was admittedly excessive for a quick visit, but I wanted him to want me, and remember what he wouldn’t be getting anymore. Read more »

Double Date night

It is a strange feeling to want, to need, to feel a hunger inside you that you know will never be filled. As I sat there, pretending to be enjoying myself, playing the part of the dutiful wife, all I can think about was having this man next to me use me. He was in fact my husband’s high school buddy. They had run into each other a few weeks ago and set up this double date thing. I had only met him one other time in passing years ago, but here I am, desiring him to touch me. Of course, he brought his perfect trophy wife, you know the type, blond, tan, perfectly put together. I leaned back, swirling the wine in my glass as I took in the bullshit that poured out of her mouth, she did love to talk about herself. This makes my mind wonder to their sex life. I can see her being very prude, only missionary, maybe a blowjob on his birthdays. This puts an image of this man jerking off now, I mean he must, right? I smiled at the thought, and he snapped me back to reality, “what’s the grin about?” laughing slightly. “Sorry, I was distracted.” My husband, obviously annoyed by my actions, snorts slightly, “I’m going back to the bar, do you need anything?” “No man, I’m good.” Just then his wife stands and excuses herself to the restroom. Taking a long drink of my wine, I sat back and turned my eyes to him. He was already looking at me, which caught me off guard. “You looked bored.” Laughing a little, “not bored, just have other things on my mind.” Moving slightly closer, “and what is on your mind?” his voice was darker, more seductive. I stared at him over my glass as I tipped it back. His eyes got darker; I could feel heat building inside me. The air between us became hot. “Fuck, the bar is busy” as my husband sat back down. I sat back up, moving closer to the table. I felt myself adjusting myself. The wife came back, and the conversation took off again. This time I was more involved, only to feel him out more, but that question was answered when I felt his hand touch my leg. I felt like I was shocked by electricity. He used his hand to pull my skirt up so he could feel my bare skin. Heat rolled through me, I felt myself throbbing now. I felt him pull away when the waitress brought our dinner out. Eating slowly, I tried to take him in more, watching his moves. The conversation went on, stories of the good old days, and the bad ideas they got into. I excused myself to the restroom. I made my way through the crowd. Stepping inside the restroom, I looked at myself in the mirror and checked my reflection. As I leaned forward into the mirror, I heard the door open, and I saw him stepping in. “What are you doing?” I turned in shock. Stepping up to me, grabbing the back of my neck he pulled me into him, crushing our mouths together. His other hand went to my ass, pulling my dress up so he can take hold of me. It felt like a bomb went off between us. He flipped me around, and wrapped his hand around my waist, I felt him removing his hard cock. I braced myself on the sink, one hand on the mirror as he thrusted deep inside me. I gasped out as he filled me. He moved in me hard, with power. “I want to make your scream.” As he thrusted into me. “I can’t scream, I can’t scream.” I struggled to say. “I want you to scream.” He commanded with an even harder thrust into me, reaching up he covered my mouth hard. Muffled scream of pleasure escaped my body as he fucked me harder, with urgency. I can hear him moaning, sounds of pleasure escaping his lips. Looking up at him in our reflection, his eyes burned into me. His body moved harder now; I felt the edge of the sink pressing into my waste. Too much more he will break me. Just when I didn’t think I could take much more, his body trembled as he emptied inside me. He removed his hand and pulled out of me, backing away giving me room to clean myself up. He reached over one more time and kissed me hard. Then left the restroom. It dawned on me, anyone could have walked in, and my cheeks became red. I finished up washing up and left the restroom. I saw my husband back at the bar, engaged in a conversation with other men. I made my way back to the table, they were talking about next day events, like nothing happened. I sat down and his wife said, “they have nice restrooms here, don’t you think?” as I took my wine and tipped the rest back. “Oh yea.”

UPDATE #2: I [40M] recently started hooking up with my married neighbor [59F] [MF]

Hey there, you filthy animals! I’ve been a little
busy the past few days so I haven’t been able to post my second update on the situation between my me (40M) and my married neighbor (59F). You can find my [original post here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wg7epk/i_m_drunkenly_let_my_much_older_married_neighbor/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf), and the [first update here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wim9l6/update_i_m_recently_started_hooking_up_with_my/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf). To summarize, my neighbor and I hooked up after a cookout at my house after everyone left and my wife drunkenly went to bed. A week later, she invited me over to her house while her husband was on a fishing trip, and we fucked for the first time.

So that brings us to today’s update. After we had sex Saturday morning, we proceeded to exchange dirty/flirty texts and pics through a messaging app the rest of that day, and throughout the day on Sunday. Her husband wasn’t scheduled to come back until Monday afternoon, so she had free range to tease me on Sunday. This woman is relentless and eventually talked my stupid ass into sneaking out of my house after my wife went to bed that night so I could play with her. Read more »