This is another story from my time at the phone bank, I’d say about three months or so after I made it to the call center floor after training. I had gotten placed on a team and had a pretty cool supervisor, a tall, black, thick woman many would consider BBW. She wasn’t necessarily attractive but as long as you met sales goals she wouldn’t bother you too much. I had also gotten lucky with a standard schedule, 8:30 am to 5:30 pm. We got two fifteen minute breaks and an hour lunch, my first break of the day was always at 10:30 am. The call center was massive so we had three different break areas and I was closest to the largest one so it was the one I used most often. At 10:30 every morning the same handful of people would be in the break room, nobody particularly interesting so I always kept to myself. There was one black girl though that stood out that had a HUGE amazing ass but wasn’t too pretty. She wasn’t necessarily ugly either though, she was however by all means a butterface. She was my height (but probably outweighed me by 30 lbs I was about 130 lbs then at 5’ 10) with extremely dark skin, she had long, skinny braids and wore glasses. Her body was banging in every way though, tall with a nice thin waist and thick thighs and of course the bubble butt. I’d always admire her figure when I saw her but never thought to approach her.
Tag: BJ
Hanna, Family Secrets, pt 3 [m/F][M/s][incest]
Hanna woke Monday morning feeling slightly less guilty for the roller coaster she had put her husband Don through. Her jaw ached and her throat felt tender and raw. Her arms were sore from the workout of face fucking herself with Don’s hips.
Even now, she wasn’t exactly sure what had come over her, but she was pretty sure she knew where she’d got the idea for the over-the-top blowjob. She spent nearly every waking hour the last two weeks thinking about the Friday night she’d spied on her son Pete, following him to the adult bookstore, and later seeing him naked in the shower, displaying the obvious marks of having spent the night in women’s underwear.
Since then, whenever she had time to herself, she had whipped her pussy ruthlessly to porn featuring crossdressers, sissies and transsexuals in adult theaters and gloryholes. She often felt consumed by guilt when she confronted herself with the fact that her videos of choice starred individuals that strongly resembled her son. With Don home, she had missed last Friday’s chance to continue to spy on her son. The time they had spent on the couch watching Hulu was altogether forgotten as she spent the time consumed with wondering what Pete was doing when he was supposed to be at “work.”
Hanna, Family Secrets, pt 2 [m/F][M/s][incest]
Don returned home from his business trip to St. Louis, and a brief stop by his mother’s place, to find his wife, Hanna, in a deep funk. He would often find her leaned over, resting on her elbows with her round face in her hands, her dull red hair disheveled and covering everything. When he asked how she was feeling, if anything was wrong, she’d alternately reply with seemingly random emotions.
“No, no! Everything’s great!” she’d quickly reply, a fake smile splitting her face ear-to-ear.
“Ugh. Don’t ask. There’s nothing you could do about it anyway,” she’d mumble, not meeting his eyes.
“What? Like you care? Why are you even home? I may as well be living by myself, for all you’re around!’ she’d curse, eyes wide and wild.
Her manic responses and red-rimmed eyes left him worried, confused and not the least afraid that his wife was losing her mind. Don was intimidated by the idea of having to take care of this, Hanna had always been deeply independent and ran the family, house and herself with masterful efficiency. Their relationship seemed a perfect fit, he brought home the bacon, so to speak, and she ran the homestead.
My [F] Orgasm denial journal, days 1 and 2 [Blowjob] [Edging]
Today has been hard. Really hard.
Yesterday, I decided I was going to edge myself for two whole weeks. I posted on Reddit to look for partners in that. Reddit didn’t disappoint. I spent three whole hours with my hands in my panties, looking at sexy gifs and working myself up into a desperate frenzy.
I was a horny, dripping mess.
I wanted more.
When my husband got home, I was [uncharacteristically] all over him. I teased him. Told him how badly I wanted his cock. He had no idea what I had been up to all day.
I brought him to the bedroom, laid down in the bed. He wanted to fuck me, but I knew I would cum if he touched my pussy. (I was so wet, and sooooooo sensitive.)
Instead, I asked him to fuck my mouth.
I didn’t give him the chance to say no – before he knew it, I was sucking on his cock like a little whore. The scent turned me on. The taste of his precum turned me on. My pussy was aching and burning between my legs from being edged, and I wanted to just come so badly, but I didn’t touch it.
My step sister [F] fulfilled one of my [M] biggest fantasy’s. Part 8: Another Shoot
Once again my apologies for the delay, RDR2 and Pokemon ate up every free hour i had this week :/ But here it is the long awaited part 8. I was sort of putting off this chapter and considering condensing my story to the point where i could comfortably end the story of my experience part 8 but due to a number of kind messages i decided to continue writing it as i have done the others and finish the story at a pace that as already been set and makes sense of the story. I re-wrote this a few times as i just wasn’t super thrilled with how it turned out and it needed a drastic change. There have been some new recent developments with my sister that needed to be added and reworked into my future chapters and i have never been happier to do so and am happy i get to continue my story further as it was basically wrapping up in this chapter and concluding in chapter 9. I cant really give anything away yet or want to spoil the surprise but what im talking about will be made apparent in the next chapter and this event will possibility be happening around Christmas and it is something that you readers will be experiencing with me in real time as my story basically will be catching up to me at the end of part 9 and hopefully reaching a new level depending on what happens next with my sister in a chapter 10 i very much want to write. I have been really pleased to share this 3 year journey with you guys through my writings and it feels very much coincidental like fate that i started writing this and that you readers might be here to maybe wrap it up me in current time and share what i have been hoping for to happen. Anyway here is part 8 and thanks for the continued support.
[F] Fun time at a Chalet with friends
This story is kind of tame compared to the other ones, but I recently though about it, and I figured I should write it up.
A couple of friends of mine decided to rent a Chalet over a summer weekend. Just to hang out, have some fun, lake, beer…
We ended up being 15 people in total, but the Chalet was pretty big, 6 bedrooms total. So the majority of us got a bed, with 3 guys sleeping on air mattresses in the hallway.
Friday evening was pretty much busy setting everything up, cooking and drinking. So nothing special.
On Saturday, around 11am, a bunch of us head to the lake. A lot of us at first we just relaxing, tanning and drinking. I started off by tanning face down on my long chair, and had my bikini unhooked. We were there for a good 30 minutes before some of the guys started wanting to jump in for a swim. They started asking us girls, 5 of us at this point to join them. Comments quickly got to us to jump in skinny dipping or topless. I was feeling playful, and I am already known to be one of the wilder girls in the group. I eventually get up and with 1 arm across my boobs I jump in. I don`t think anyone got to see anything much. It was barely a few seconds. It`s safe to say that I got a lot of cheers for that. It quickly led to another 2 girls doing the exact thing as me, jumping in topless as more of the guys cheered. 1 of the other girls put her top on before she joined us, and the last one just stayed on the dock.
A delightful afternoon in Manila [MFF]
We’ve been very lucky with the people we met over the year. Recently we were in the Dominican Republic and met a hot girl there for a wild MFF (post will follow), and our last experience in Manila was no exception. My wife V (who is Filipina) and myself (Swiss) were spending a few days in Manila. It was supposed to be some vacation before flying to Singapore for work, but I ended up being busy with work anyway and so we took a nice suite in a hotel we like, and I got to working.
We had made plans to meet with Chelsea and spend the evening with her, but unfortunately I had to cancel because of work. Chelsea is really nice and easy going, and was so graceful in understanding the circumstances. She said however that if V wanted to spend time with her the next afternoon, that would be good. Since I was busy, I encouraged V to say yes and maybe go out for coffee and chit chat.
[MFF] Me & the Swinger Couple
This happened a number of years ago when I was 27 and on vacation in Thailand. I stayed in friendly guesthouse above a bar and befriended the locals expats which used it as a watering hole.
One night, and Irish couple comes in to the bar and the owner knows them from previous trips. Tony and Mary. Tony was a medium build guy with salt and pepper hair and a huge mustache, good humor about him and quite funny, early 50’s. His wife, Mary is in her mid 40s, shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes and think athletic build. Wearing a mini-skirt and button down blouse, half of which are undone revealing a set of huge, perky tits. Her and I make eye contact from across the room and I play it off, she clearly is with Tony. Later on in the evening, we strike up a conversation and she is quite funny and flirtatious.
She takes numerous opportunities to lean far forward when I light her cigarettes to show off her massive cleavage and looks up at me at one point to ensure I am staying straight at her knockers. She asked me if I liked her tits, to which I naturally reply in the affirmative and she notes that she had them lifted last year.
I helped [M]y best friend’s girl[F]riend with revenge sex [Very long, part 2]
Hi, this is the last part of my fling with Sue. Part 1 was [here]([https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9y67ek/my_best_friend_begged_me_to_sleep_with_his/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9y67ek/my_best_friend_begged_me_to_sleep_with_his/)) if you needed the backstory. As mentioned previously, English is not my first language so I do apologize if the writing is not so good. With the exception of names being changed and the conversations translated from my native language, the entire story is true. If it is too long, just skip to the part with [TLDNR].
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(The first paragraph below is from Sue’s recollection to me)
After my best friend Zack came home on Sunday night, he was grinning from ear to ear. His girlfriend Sue got mad that he treated the whole thing like something recreational, his nonchalance as opposed to Sue thinking that both of them needed to talk things out badly. Zack was constantly on the phone texting Quinn, and Sue felt neglected.
[MF]The time I fucked my running partner while her family slept upstairs[CHEATING]
This took place a few years ago, but the memory is seared into my mind. A little backstory; We are both married with children, hers college age, mine younger. There’s a decent age gap as well, I’m younger.
She’s the quintessential MILF. About 5’3″ and 120 lbs. Small breasts (that she would often joke about) and a fabulous ass. We both run marathons so needless to say, we’re both in pretty good shape.
Myself? I’m (apparently) the only male redditor that’s not 6’2″ with a cock the size of a Pringles can. I’m not much taller than her and outweigh her by 15 lbs. average in length (I guess, never had any complaints).
On to the story at hand. We had a pretty standard running routine: Very early AM, from her house before we each had to get ready for work. We would text beforehand just to make sure we were both up and moving. On this particular morning, she asked via text if I wouldn’t mind getting to her house 15 minutes early. I didn’t think much of it, maybe she needed to get to work early? Besides, I knew at least one of her kids was home from school and her husband, who often traveled for work was home as well.