Wifey and the neighbor have fun for the second night in a row [MFM]

Part 1 happened on Sunday and the story can be found in my profile. It was our first time having someone join us after we had talked about it previously. She wanted to do it again so I invited him over last night as well

We woke up and were just snuggling up before having to get ready for work. Wifey was gushing. She was talking about how much fun Sunday was. She never expected it to happen but she’s glad and wishes we would have started sooner. She went on talking about how she felt like such a slut being passed back and forth between us and letting us have our way with her. She said she definitely wants to do it again and her only regret was she didn’t get to grope his hot body and feel him up some more – she wants to run her hands and tongue all over his big, thick muscles. She was rubbing her ass on me telling me how good it felt to let her inner slut out and I couldn’t help but have a morning fuck. I made her talk about fucking him and how he felt so good in her tight pussy. I came almost immediately and we got ready for work.

I [M] had a threesome again with my girlfriend [F] and one of her friends [F]

*Sorry for my English, it’s not my first language*

To put it in context, a while back [we had a threesome with my girlfriend’s best friend](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n6cpwg/i_m_had_a_threesome_with_my_girlfriend_f_and_her/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3), totally unexpected.
My girlfriend has always been a bit interested in girls, she once told me that she almost got involved with a girl several times. I think the threesome with her best friend opened her eyes: she can enjoy both at the same time

One of my girlfriend’s friends, with whom she is very close, came to spend a day with us.
We don’t see her very often because we moved a few times ago, and so she lives quite far away, so we proposed her to come for a whole day at our place

She is a very beautiful girl, a slightly gothic style, who always emphasizes her beautiful chest with cleavage, I assure you that even my girlfriend looks at. She is also a little chubby, but really beautiful, and she is single

reverse blowjob patriciaravenb [F] [MF]

My boyfriend (as more men) are visual.

He becomes turned on by sensual lingerie and watching me masturbate.

And, he likes blowjobs.

This is a perfect position for all of these.

When we bought our bed, we chose it to be just below his balls.

That way, I could easily do a reverse blowjob.

He can also play with my pussy while I blow him.

Seldom I use an outfit called “the black widow.”

It is black, see-through.

He goes crazy when I wear it.

I’m totally enjoying reverse blowjob wearing it because I’m feeling comfortable.

One hand on his cock, and one hand is fingering my pussy so he can see.

We are both enjoying a reverse blowjob that we are even thinking that we’d like people to watch us.

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[F]18..Gave my first rimjob to a married guy this past weekend

One of the reasons why I love older married guys is because of the experience factor. I honestly didn’t know what a rimjob was till this past weekend. I don’t think I can ever go back to dating or messing around with guys my age. Older guys is just where it’s at for me lol they just know what they want and have so much experience under them unlike guys my age who probably would have never asked me to give them a rimjob maybe thinking I wouldn’t do it or not even knowing what it is like me haha.

As I was giving him a blowjob he told me “I haven’t had a rimjob in a while” me not knowing what he meant and thinking he was talking about the blowjob replied to him saying “really? Well good thing I’m here”. He then asked me if was going to give him one and I looked at him confused lol at that point he knew I didn’t know what that was and let out a small laugh and said “you have a lot to learn you little slut”. I have never been degraded/called a slut by a guy before and tbh this turned me on ? this is also something I would never have known I liked if I was only seeing guys my age.

Turning Classy Women into Horny Queen Bee

I wanted to become a full time womenizer but women don’t always have the money to pay me, so what is a man in my situation to do?

First I seduced inexperienced young women, giving them many first time experiences, such as BJ in public washroom, quickies in rooftop, back alley, and ran naked in parks at night.

Soon they could’t forget me because those experiences would be unmatched by her next boyfriends for years to come. That was if they were to move on for the next guy to begin with.

Then I trained her to seduce beta, sexless men who were eager to please women. Normally, my women wouldn’t like those guys. They turned her pussy dry.

But she got me.

Now she need some worshippers to pay for her.

We arranged for her to live with a few submissive men like roommates- just them and her.

She was to be their mistress. They obeyed her, or no sex.

It was a dominatrix and submissive men situation.

Most days she ordered them to masturbate till dry, sucking out their last drop of masculinity, and rewarded them with sex occassionally.

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My Best Blowjob [F]

Firstly, this is an alt account. I used my regular account to meet someone from a hookup sub. I’m not posting there because I’m not interested in the onslaught of messages that it will bring.

After posting on a hookup sub, a man reached out to me. His message was nice and addressed everything I requested. We started talking via KIK and made plans to meet.

He is visiting my area on business. He doesn’t live here. He was staying just over an hour away from where I live. On the way to meet him, I decided to stop off for gas. I don’t want to have to deal with it on my way back when it’s late. I fill up my tank, get back in my car, and it will not start. I have no idea why. I’m not into cars. In a panic, I contact him and have him call me. He calls me, and I almost immediately start crying. I’m an hour from home in a city where I know no one. I have to hope that this random Reddit stranger doesn’t just tell me, “Sucks to suck,” and hope that he has a car with him.

[MF] Fulfilling the Barista’s Office Fantasy

Hello all, I’m back with another story about my former girlfriend, Honey.

At the time, while she was a barista and interning with some design firms, I was working for a firm that was on the top floors of a skyscraper office building in the downtown of my city.

While I was usually crammed into a conference room with a dozen of my fellow co-workers, managers and partners usually had a private office they could hotel into. These offices had floor to ceiling windows…both to the outside and inside.

In Pre-COVID times, my floor was usually filled with people. None of these private offices would be open, and if they were, you’d chewed out from the executive assistants to the partners if you tried to use them (of course, all that petty loyalty would be for naught, as the firm would fire all executive assistants a year later.)

But…around 4th of July and Christmas, the entire floor would practically be empty.

Honey had told me she was turned on reading the Monica Lewinsky transcripts, and wanted to do something taboo. Like giving me a blowjob under my desk, and if I could be on a call during that, it would be perfect for her.

Morning thoughts

You’re dressed in some sexy lingerie and tell me to sit on the couch, I’m fully dressed. You get on your knees and start crawling towards me, you tell me not to move. You turn to the side and caress your own ass while telling me how much you want me to fuck you. You keep crawling towards me looking me straight in the eyes with that sexy stare of yours, making me rock hard. You like the way this makes you feel.

As you get closer you get on your knees and feel yourself, you touch your tits and your legs while I fantasize with what’s about to happen. You tie your hair up and start sucking on your finger. I tell you how bad I want you to give me head but you make me wait, you like to see me out of control. Then, very patiently you unbuckle my belt and unbutton my pants, at this point my penis is throbbing for you. You pull it out and start to stroke it a little first while you look at it with desire. I tell you how bad I want you, how bad I need your tongue and saliva on my penis but you act as if you can’t hear anything. You start off licking my big juicy balls trying to fit them both in your mouth and picking them up and licking below them with the point of your tongue. You make your way up to the base of my shaft with your tongue wide and flat, just how I like it, giving me the chills.

A Hole In The Wall | Finale | (MF) (Public) (Gloryhole) (Barely Legal) (Mystery)

Dani sat there with the curiosity of how much cash was in the wallet, thinking that a big pay day roughly equates to mind blowing sex, in her view, and the gentleman did say she could take what she wanted.

Curiosity killed the cat, and Dani opened the wallet, wondering who carries around this much money. Dani knew who was in the cubicle, and knew him well, but carrying this much money wasn’t in his nature. No, he was carrying this money for her.

Despite being conservative in the sexual department, Dani’s standards and morals weren’t a thing she was familiar with. With the amount of cash she had taken home the past fortnight, she considered how much would be worth the price.

She took home around £400/£500 on a good Friday or Saturday, and around £150 during the week, after giving Darren his cut. Here in the wallet, was around £300 easily, for a blowjob? Dani’s mind travelled around all the things she could do with so much cash, which lead her to placing her hand back on the cock, which was slowly getting softer.

“Will any brave man volunteer to fuck my friend?” (29f) [MF]

Weighed down by the crushing inevitably of entropy, I turned a year older last week. Under normal circumstances such an event barely registers, and is used primarily as a thinly veiled excuse for drinking to glorious excess, such being the sole purpose of birthdays when one is in one’s twenties.

But this year was different.

Because this year represented the inexorable first step toward the end of my twenties altogether. The beginning of the end, relatively speaking.

Last week, dear reader, I turned twenty-nine. Which meant the countdown to my thirties had begun.

Growing up, thirty had always struck me as the age when you become an ‘adult’. Your twenties are for having fun, but your thirties are when life becomes serious. Now, I ought to clarify that I don’t *actually* believe this. But as I sit on the cusp of switching to the big three-o, it’s a concept I’ve spent a great amount of time riffing on, playing up that this next year is, ultimately, the last year in which I’m allowed to pretend to be a careless youth and have fun.