I guess I just love older women [Part 2] [MF] [Cheating]

So I’m back. Check my history for Part 1.

Since I last posted, things have progressed, and tamed, and ramped back up. I’ll try to get to it all.

After the blowjob, things got a little weird. She didn’t come over for a while, and it was hard to tell if she regretted what had happened, or if she thought I did. To be frank, it was super on edge. Was she going to say something? Had she found Jesus and now she was going to confess her sins and all would be revealed? What was going on? Should I text her? Should I say something to my wife that she should invite her mother over? Jesus Christ, this is why you don’t let your mother in law suck you off, you god damn idiot!

Well, thankfully, after a few months of not seeing her, a visit was planned. I didn’t have to bring it up, I didn’t have to ask, and Cheryl was on her way. She’d be coming on Saturday and we’d all go to a music festival in town. Hokay.

[MFM] That Time I Hooked Up with My Roommate’s Brother and His Friend (Part 1)

If you haven’t read the last two stories I wrote, about [how playing matchmaker](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/brqo2k/fm_playing_matchmaker_has_its_benefits/) for my college roommate and the guy she liked [got me some amazing sex](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bws2nf/fm_playing_matchmaker_has_its_benefits_part_2/), I recommend checking them out. People seem to like them.

This is about something different though and it’ll hopefully be a bit shorter. (*Narrator voice*: It wasn’t)

That story happened about 10 years ago and a lot has happened to me since then. I’ve had a lot of great (and some not-so-great) relationships, met the man of my dreams and even gotten married.

But once I had my tryst with Chris, I came out of my shell. I realized that it wasn’t that I didn’t like sex, but rather that I just hadn’t experienced how amazing *good* sex is.

Throughout that whole time though, I’ve always had a pretty voracious sexual appetite. On top of that, I really like trying new things. Luckily, my husband does too. We’ve been together for almost 5 years so we’ve built up enough trust that we can both feel comfortable letting our freak flags fly in the bedroom. We’re both pretty willing to try whatever the other person suggests.

[M]y [F]riend the Teacher (cheating) #2

As I posted previously, what started innocently and over many months soon turned torrid. In many ways I was wanting and hoping for this, what I didn’t know was how intense her desires were and how they would intensify over the coming weeks. Nor did I know that by doing what I love to do to a woman I would be unlocking something inside of her I am not even sure she knew was there to start.

After our first romp I thought maybe she’d slow down, pull back some, but I was mistaken. Later that night I got a text from Sandy. “My pussy is still throbbing from this afternoon,” she said. “Overtime I think about what happened I get wet and can almost feel your big cock back inside me. No man has ever made me feel like you did today. Thank you for making me feel like a bad ass woman and for sharing yourself with me. Here is a special treat for you and what I want to do to you next time!” Attached was a picture of her on naked, squatting down, pussy lips exposed and open as if she were riding me.

Megan’s Slutty Adventures: Theater Girl [mf] [anal] [deepthroat] [college]

So I met Megan in college. It was this small musical theater program. She’s two years older than I am — at the time she was a Senior and I was a Sophomore — so we didn’t really have classes together or anything, but I often saw her around the building and it was a small enough program that everyone kind of knew everyone else a bit anyway. We were both cast in a show that Spring semester, where I did get to spend a lot more time around her, with rehearsals being almost every night for much of the semester.

She was a real cutie — long dark brown hair and eyes, great smile, and a tight, fit body. Always dressed nicely, with cute, tasteful tops over jeans or leggings. Very girl-nextdoor look to her. She had a good sense of humor and I could tell that she would be a fun person to hang out with. Someone to go out with a group of friends and have a few drinks and laughs. I kind of had a crush on her, if I’m being honest. really cute, but I didn’t think she’d have much interest, being a couple years older, and preparing herself to graduate. I don’t even know if she dated, she always seemed pretty focused on her classwork.

[M]y first time going to a swingers club without my knowledge. (Group) – part 2

So if you haven’t read the first one here is part 1 …..

[M]y first time going to swingers club without my knowledge. (Group) from sexstories

My friend then to me and said “are you ready to go upstairs”. Me “sure” I was a little tipsy by then drinking shots. He said before we go up there make sure you don’t cum on the first chick you have sex with. We all got up and headed upstairs, stair case going upstairs was beautiful and something out of a movie. I got half way up the stairs when I heard moaning and groaning. (This section will be hard to describe what everything look like but I’ll try my best) As Soon as I got to the top of the stairs there was an inlet against the wall like a nook with pillows and see through curtains. You could see body’s or people laying and having sex. I looked at my friend amazed and he said let me give you tour before you go have fun. So we walked to the left and there was a room that had a cover island in the middle of the room. There was this beautiful white woman riding a black guy on the top while another man stand next to get fondling her breast. 

[M]y [F]riend the Teacher (cheating)

It stared all so innocently…Sandy was a teacher at the local school, I had seen her over the course of a few years at various school events, but nothing overt ever happened. She was married as was I and our talks, when they occurred, centered around school related stuff. I always thought she had a sexy look, long red hair with blood mixed in, nice ass and nice looking breasts which were always covered conservatively for work. She was about 5’9″ which I liked as I am tall myself and I always thought in the back of my mind that she could be a dirty woman when prompted, but I wasn’t sure and I wasn’t really looking to find out.

One day we talked while at a field day event or something like that and she said to me, “You know, there are a couple of moms up here who always check you out whenever you come to events.” I blushed and told her to shut up, I didn’t want to hear it and because I didn’t believe her. “I can’t say I disagree with them either,” she said as I tried to move away from her and go “monitor” some kids and otherwise look busy and like I gave a shit about somebody not taking a water balloon to the skull. But, I was also mildly intrigued. My marriage was shit, it was falling apart, my wife hadn’t touched me in months and our bedroom was deader then dead. The only time my cock saw action was if I hid out in the bathroom and surfed the internet. But, I was also still married.

FIRST ANNUAL SEX GAMES [mmmmffff] [squirt] [mast] [groupsex] [oral] [facials] [swallowing]

It might seem like a lot to remember all at once, but I promise, you don’t need to remember any of these particular names: Khloe, Abbi, Anita, Ella, Erick, James, Kyle and, of course … me.

The EIGHT of us were mutual friends and all, as fate would have it, were recently single. It was one of those unexplainable phenomenons when one person in a close knit group of friends goes through a breakup and suddenly, everyone questions everything, everyone gets anxious, and all parties start freaking out. Before you know it, it’s a ripple effect, the dominos didn’t stop falling until all eight of us were single.

Khloe was the one to suggest AirBNBing a cabin for a very long weekend. We all coordinated dates, some of us took time off from work, we emailed grocery lists, figured out who was bringing and who was cooking what and pretty soon, the ball started rolling. This was actually happening. The eight of us, alone, in a house for the first time basically since college.

The hotel room

It’s late at night, or early in the morning depending on how you look at it. I’ve just returned to my hotel room after a busy evening out, still a little tipsy. He’s there, already sound asleep. He has been for hours; he doesn’t have the social stamina I do.
I consider just letting him sleep. That consideration lasts about 30 seconds before a devilish look crosses my face. He’s not going to get much more sleep tonight.

I step into the bathroom and begin to slowly remove and fold my clothes. I am taking my time, thinking about all the things I want to do to him, wondering how far I can get before he wakes up. I take a few minutes to look at myself in the mirror, admiring the natural lift still present in my bosom, the gentle curve of my hips, and the firmness off my ass. All parts of me I know he enjoys.

The wife was 20 feet away when our houseguest made me hard [MF] (Epilogue)

A number of people have asked if this was it or not, and, sadly, it was.

After the sudden blowjob from Part 4, she’d started making more advances, but on the order of hints about how it didn’t seem like I was happy with my wife, that my wife didn’t seem to treat me very well, that she’d treat me so much better than my wife, and then along with those suggestions, stories about her past started to surface, how she’d tried to get between her coach and his wife. It became increasingly clear that she had an agenda to get me to leave my wife, and I was having no part of that. So we ended up having a huge fight after a particularly heinous scene.

The scene? We had not been getting along, and it was clear she was not going to get her way. She tried to make up with me, and asked me over to her house. I went over, and her door was open. I walked in, and she appeared at the foot of the stairs, just wearing a long t-shirt, although really not that long.

My [F]avorite/Best Orgas[M] [FM]

I’ve had amazing orgasms and although I can’t recount them all, this specific one was so insane that I almost blacked out.

I met Aaron on Tinder. We briefly chatted as I was in between dudes while they were between my legs. It’s really easy to be a hoe on Tinder. Anyway, Aaron didn’t really talk much. I wasn’t even sure if he wanted to fuck, given how spotty our interaction was. The weekend had come to a close and I haven’t had sex yet, which was extremely rare in my case. I opened up the app and looked through. It was already midnight on a Sunday and I figured that no one was available for a hookup. I gave up and smoked up a blunt, and looked for my vibrator because masturbating while stoned is the best. My phone went off with the Tinder notification, either being a new match or message. Either way, I was pretty adamant on staying home but didn’t mind chatting.

Message from Aaron: “Hey, wanna come over and smoke?”