My Wife and Her Twin (part 2) [cuckold][voyeur][incest][gambling]

I had just finished watching the private videos I had paid for of my wife and her twin getting gangbanged. This should have just been a fantasy of mine come true but after identifying two of the masked men in the video as my friends I needed to figure out what to do. Amanda was still at Kathy’s house after freshly getting fucked and I would still have some time to sort out what to do.

Knowing Allan he would never keep his mouth shut about this, and would almost definitely spread about what the twins were doing. I on the other hand could still feign ignorance, but I don’t know how much that would help me. I decided to text Allan and tell him I knew what he did with them. “I know you were there tonight with the twins” I wrote. Seconds later he texted back with “don’t worry, I didn’t touch Amanda at all.” I knew this was a lie but I couldn’t call him on it because then he would know I was the VIP that made the request. “Can you promise to not do it again, it just makes it a bit weird” I texted. “I totally get it, oh and don’t worry I didn’t tell anyone else” Allan replied. I knew he was lying because Travis was there too, but atleast things might not be too awkward after all.

Wife trains the babysitter par 4

(Checking in with the readers. If you enjoyed take a look at my other stories. I’d love feed back from any lady readers!)

I watch Sally leave and before she got out of the drive way my phine dinged.

“What did Mrs P get me?!?!? I’m dying to know! Did you tell her about our little conversation earlier?

I responded, “I’ll never tell. I hate when a surprise is ruined. And yes, I gave her my phone and let her read and saw everything”

“Whew, I was afraid she would be mad…. if you wont tell me that, will you tell me something else?”

I responded, “quite the opposite… she was definitely turned on. Depends on what the something else is”

Ding

“what’s something you’ve wanted in bed but Mrs P wouldn’t give you?”

I thought, Wow, what a question. I had to really think about my answer.

“Tbh honest we’ve done everything I have ever asked and vice versus. There is a pending request of letting me put her vibe instead of a finger in her ass while I fuck her but I know it will happen.”

[F]inally Stuffing my [M]arried Coworker on Black Friday

First of all, I don’t want to fucking hear it. No, that title is not beneath you. I mean, you’re the one who is reading word porn on reddit, on a Wednesday. So don’t judge me for my objectively awful attempt at clickbait.

Which brings me to my second point. You may have judgmental inclinations toward my lack of COVID-related caution. But let’s remember why you are here. To diddle yourself whilst reading my morally questionable memento. So while I know that we are in a pandemic, I make no apologies for my undeterred pursuit of pussy.

With those housekeeping items out of the way, strap the fuck in for our ride, and please keep your hands inside your pants. Feel free to skip to the *** if you have an aversion to long-windedness and/or verbal foreplay.

DDD’s Hazing Part 4 [MF] [fiction] [d/s] [blackmail] [exhib] [hazing] [slave/master] [toys] [blowjob] [cuddling]

*I pinned a post with parts 1, 2, and 3 to my profile, if you haven’t read them yet and would like to.*

*Before this starts I want to say that hazing should never be done. It is a terrible outdate ritual. This story is 100% fiction and fantasy.*

*If any women that have been reading the stories have things they would like to see happen or have ways I can improve my writing to make you like it more, I’d love to hear from you.*

Master opens the door. Entering the store, I immediately see a wall of dildos across from me. Feeling a hand against my ass, I am pushed toward the wall. There are dildos of different colors, shapes and sizes. A bright pink 9 inch one stands out to me. I grab it off the shelf to look at it more. Running my hands over the veins along the cock, I begin to get horny. Master has taken a few from the wall and placed them in his basket. “Can we get this one, please?”

He takes one from the shelf and drops it into the basket. “Of course we can. Do you like the look of any others?”

Pulling a Christmas Cracker [MF]

Ok, so some of you may have read the last story I posted on here about a Halloween hook up. If you’re not familiar with it, feel free to read it as background to this one: [Fucking Barbie in the arse [MF]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qf28kb/fucking_barbie_in_the_arse_mf)

Honestly though, the background isn’t too important so the TLDR of that story: I met a slutty zombie Barbie on Halloween night and ended up fucking her arsehole several hours later. I also fucked her multiple other times that night and all in all had a great Halloween.

Still, some of you wanted to hear more about what came after, so… This story loosely follows on from the Halloween hook-up except it’s set, as you may have guessed from the title, at Christmas. It’s like when a film studio makes a sequel to a hit movie and reuses the same plot but with a slightly different setting. Like Home Alone 2 did when he got stuck in New York rather than at home. I know Christmas was last week but we’re still in the 12 days of Christmas right? Call it one last gift to help you get through the first working week of the year.

The first time I hooked up with the boy who was obsessed with me [FM]

We ended up dating btw. This story is a little awkward though.

This guy was obsessed with me in college for about a year.

*I am not being dramatic or mean when I say this. He was admittedly obsessed with me and you’ll see why it got weird shortly.*

At the time I was not into anyone. I had been through a bad breakup and was digging freedom so I kept shutting down people every time we got close.

He was persistent AF though.

He texted me at least several times a week and basically out texted my attempts to ghost. He was super cool and I liked him a lot, but I did not even want to consider if we had a spark.

One time I was hanging in his room and he went to grab us sodas. We were studying and I mindlessly picked up his phone.

*I promise I wasn’t snooping. Mine had fallen into a lake the day before so I had been using his to look up definitions. This was back in the day when the internet was regularly unreliable.*

Abstaining for 2 weeks before the wedding…this is a horrible idea…[M] 35, [F] 30

First time posting something like this…so a little background..(M)e and My (F)iance have been together for over 4 years, live together and have a 2 yr old.
She is 5’5 petite, amazing small milky tits with eraser nipples and an ass I wanna be buried in. I’m 5’5 muscular (personal trainer) dreads and a not porn but avg/slightly above black dick.
She is absolutely my best friend and partner in crime.
Since we get married in a couple weeks (Jan 15) we (stupidly) decided it would be a good idea to abstain until we’re actually married. And I mean abstain from EVERYTHING. No p in v, oral, handies nothing!
With a kid it’s definitely harder to get that alone time but we land in the 2-3x a week and wishing for more area.
This will serve as a running update for the struggles and the “cummyache” that we both will undoubtedly experience. Mainly bc we’re basically going to edge each other for 2 weeks lol

Neighbor invited [m]e over to the fire pit, fortunately I showed up a little late…

She was the freshman dorm idol. I felt like the not-so-cool kid but trying to be. I had no cool, no smooth, nothing to trade. She had no reason to look my direction. At least until a few years later…

*ding* went my messenger. “Hey, I’m not sure if you remember me, but I hung around your freshman dorm! I think I live in your area now!” How could i possibly forget – she was every freshman male’s fantasy – beautiful, sexy, long legs, great attitude, and could drink you under the table. Unfortunately she was always dating a different guy on our hall which meant she was unavailable, but at least we got to see her on a regular basis.

Fast forward almost 20 years to St Patrick’s day, we had casually chatted only a few times since college. I was at a block party at an Irish bar talking to people In the parking lot when all of a sudden we make eye contact. I could not believe my eyes, she hasn’t changed a bit. In fact, motherhood has been good to her. Were her breasts always that large? The dress she was wearing was quite flattering, as evidenced by everybody staring. She gave me one of the best hugs I’ve had in forever. I gave her a bulge in return. Did she notice?? Surely she couldn’t have missed it.

Night One

**NIGHT ONE**

I had been staring at you all day on Renaissance Island. It was impossible not to. The way your tiny, cheeky red suit bottom hugs just the little bit of your ass that’s left to be covered. I know you saw me in the mirror, unapologetically watching you put them on from the bed before we left. The way you move your hips, the way your hair moves with such volume and elegance, the vibrations from every movement making your butt jiggle ever so slightly. Fucking hot. You have an aura about you that makes a weak-minded man like myself melt into a puddle of love, all whilst not having the strength to let the thoughts of all the nasty, dirty, primal things I want to do to you pass. So yeah, I thought about walking up behind you, taking your hair in my hands, and ever so gently pulling it behind your shoulders. My hands grab you softly by your sides and I pull you closer, just a little bit. You can feel my hard cock pressing against you as I go to kiss your neck, the warmth from my breath sending vibrations throughout the entire scape of your body. You turn to kiss me, hard. The ever so wetness of our tongues touching is a feeling I’m having a hard time putting into words, but it’s blissful. My fingers doing magic tricks as I start to untie the strings to your bikini bottom. I know you’re wet right now. I can tell by the little moans you let out while we continue to kiss passionately without a care in the world. Both of our bottom lips so slightly in pain from the biting. I was just one little knot on a string away from being in heaven. But, we had Renaissance Island waiting on us and as hard as it was to resist the temptation of an early morning fuck, I knew waiting would be worthwhile. We aren’t strangers to teasing one another, or ourselves …

My [FF]irst Time

My other stories are fiction, and I doubt I will post many other true ones because my actual sex life is not nearly as interesting as my fantasy life and I dont have many true ones worth telling. Except for a few details to protect the innocent like names and all that, this is excactly as I remember it happening. I hope you all enjoy.

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Amy hated parties. No matter how many times one of her friends insisted she go to one she’d never get the appeal. She’d somehow once again let herself get pressured into coming though. This time Riley had practically dragged her here. Riley had heard from a friend that Ryan might be there, and Ryan was coming for the same reason everyone else was: the Anderson’s were out of town for the week, and their son thought the best way to get more popular was to invite people over to drink his dad’s beer. Looking around the room, it seemed to be working. Everyone but her seemed to be having a great time. Amy couldn’t help but wonder what the cost would be when his parents came back to a house without alcohol but full of mysterious stains. That wasn’t her problem though.