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Hot Monogamy [MF]

Meritorious Monogamy Part I

My husband is my best friend, the father of my children, and has repeatedly blown my mind in the sack since the dawn of our relationship 12 years ago.

Recently, he has had my hot slit dripping down my legs wanting the maximum amount of pleasure I can derive from him. We are a moderately adventurous couple when time allows, mostly exploring sexual escapades within our relationship and finding new ways to push the limits.

For the past few years, we have explored power exchange and switch. We have become versions of ourselves that are powerful, confident, and feral; indulging in fantasy, reality, and heady combinations that haunt the senses.

The night of July 11th will forever be ingrained in my mind. I have thought about the filthy, delicious things that he did to my body every moment since. I have dreamed about it, fantasized about it, and solitarily gotten myself off to the memory of being in a state of complete surrender.

My husband is 6 foot, Hispanic, burly, and strong. He has a shaved head and beard with a strong jaw. His body cascades from broad, muscular shoulders into a smaller waist with an ample ass. The way he stands exudes masculinity and commands presence, he’s the epitome of sex. Read more »

My [F]irst [M]arried Threeso[M]e

I have previously written about an amazing experience my husband and I had on vacation. This story takes place about 2 months later.

During a game of truth or dare my husband (Ryan) revealed he had a fantasy of having a group of guys run a train on me while I blew my husband and thanked him for the experience. This revelation blew me away, sure I knew he wanted a FFM experience, but nothing in the previous 10 years suggested he wanted to share me.

After we returned home, I eventually worked up the courage to ask him about that fantasy. In which he went into great detail and told me how he never really knew how much watching me fuck someone would turn him on.

We started slow at first, generally I would blow him while he told me what would be being done to me. This eventually progressed to me using a mounted dido while blowing him to simulate the experience. The dirty things he said would get me so hot as I blew him that I was starting to like the idea, but was unsure if I could handle that. Read more »

Wife on Display Part 2

I asked Cheryl if she was ready to go as I noticed some hesitation from her. I mean it was an awkward sort of situation we were both in as here she was standing in front of me wearing peek a boo lingerie and we had been friends for around 7 years. I have never seen her naked and visa versa. Anyway I stretched my hand out to re ashore her, then asked if this is what she really wanted, to which she just nodded yes, thank goodness I thought to myself.

As we started walking towards the front door she quickly let go of my hand and told me that she needed her phone which was in her handbag. She turned around took 3 steps and bent down to pick her bag up off the floor, giving me this gorgeous view of her perfectly rounded butt and a peek at those stunning’s pussy lips neatly nestled between her perfect legs. Yes Cheryl was a stunner, 36 years old, a personal trainer that has never had any children so her frame was down right perfect. Read more »

Good Advice from a Bad Place [F] [exh]

`this is what all Asian girls dream of growing up to be`

It was a shitty comment, and one Lilly couldn’t stop thinking about.

She watched porn, like most single adults. Her daughter was off at school most of the day, and working from home she tended to have the house to herself.

Lilly wasn’t ashamed of it, though if she was being honest, the frequency of consumption was probably unhealthy these last few months.

Her taste tended to be toward straight porn. Nothing crazy or creepy. She’d long ago accepted that her preferences were self-insertion wish fulfillment: Asian women with well hung white men.

Lilly’s most extreme kink, if it could even be considered such, was fantasizing about being one of the girls in the videos. It wasn’t just ego thinking she could have pulled it off.

Lilly had her daughter young – too young in retrospect – and was a fit, attractive girl in her early 30’s. She’d rolled her eyes at times hearing about how “Asian women don’t age” socially, but secretly she enjoyed hearing her old friends marvel at how young she still looked. She was still carded every time she bought alcohol, and got a small buzz out of being mistaken for a college age girl on her rare night out on the town. Read more »

The Lady and the Vamp. [Str8] [MF] [Vampire] [Fantasy] [Erotica] [Cheating] [Romance]

***This is a snippet from a longer novel. The characters are Vampire Lovers. Erik an ancient vampire and Carrie, a much younger vampire are involved in an ongoing affair. This scene happens in the forest behind the house Carrie shares with her fiancee. Carrie has just told Erik they need to slow things down when he starts questioning her commitment to him and her fiancee. Erik is ready to leave town and move on from Carrie, she, however, has a different idea ***

“You’re leaving, leaving?” The disappointment was clear in my voice.

“That is what I said.”

I grabbed his arms, using my own Vampire strength to stop him. “You can’t leave” I tried to keep the panic I was feeling out of my voice.

Shaking my hand off Erik continued to move forward without a word.

“You’re not leaving!” I shouted, moving with magical speed to stand in front of him. Ignoring me still he tried to move around me. “NO!” I shouted again. “You are not leaving!”

“Get out of the way Carrie, or you are going to get hurt.” Read more »

Isabella: Used and Abused (MF, dub-con, non-con)

**Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction. All depictions of rape, violence and other illegal behaviours are merely fantasy. This writer does not condone sexual violence of any kind.**

*About Author: 21, F, Australia*

PART 1

Autumn had always been Isabella’s favourite season. She thought the University was especially beautiful this time of year – the magnificent sandstone buildings seemed to glow in the soft sunlight, and the campus came alive with gold, red and orange foliage. After taking a moment to finish her coffee, Isabella headed towards the English Faculty for her lecture on Postmodern literature. She had forgotten to bring a cardigan today, which she deeply regretted as soon as the crisp, cool wind caressed her exposed midriff and bare legs. Most students who lived on campus simply rolled out of bed and attended class in pyjamas, but Isabella liked to dress up a bit, even for a simple lecture. After twelve years in a Catholic girls school where her daily uniform was a shapeless tunic, Isabella found simple pleasure in being able to wear whatever she wanted. Today, she wore a pleated miniskirt and a crop top that showcased her best features: perky breasts, a tight bubble butt and long smooth legs. It wasn’t a surprise that all eyes were on Isabella when she arrived a few minutes late to her lecture, apologised profusely, and took her usual seat in the second row. Read more »

Cheating on my boyfriend with my crush of many years [Str8] [17F]

His knee touched mine under the table. It was surely so innocuous that I was downright foolish for noticing. He knows I have a long time boyfriend, right? Of course he does. It’s written all over me. Unavailable. Taken. Committed. Uninterested. But what if he also knows that I’ve had a crush on him this whole time despite my relationship? I’ve been telling myself that every girl has one. The forbidden not-boyfriend crush that they always smile about with fondness. Part of its allure is that it’s so innocent to entertain. You know nothing will ever come of it-if you’re smart. The unspoken rule is to select a crush who barely knows you exist. He could perhaps be the most distant of acquaintances; think of the convenience store cashier you see from time to time, or the cute guitar player at your grandparent’s church. I’m talking that kind of irrelevant. The danger of crushing on someone you actually know and see more than once a week is developing real feelings based on real traits. So, you can imagine my dismay when he, yes, my forbidden not-boyfriend, was not only in my class, but was assigned to my group project. For years, he’d been my dream, untouchable man I had the pleasure of seeing from time to time in the hallways. I knew his name of course, and I nearly fainted last year when he sent me a friend request online. My boyfriend and I were well established even then, but still, knowing that he knew that I existed was enough tinder to keep the flames of passion going. Occasionally, I’d see him at football games, and maybe we even sat in the same section once or twice. The closest we ever got to interacting was when he said “hi” once while passing me in the hallway. I had felt rather daring at the time, as I had chosen to look at him first, just to experiment to see if he would acknowledge me. When he did, I thought about that dastardly, dripping-with-divinity “hi” for a week straight afterward like a mad woman. I found myself replaying it especially often when my boyfriend was being particularly, well, boyfriendy. Read more »

Finally giving into the hotwife fantasy [MF]. Part 2

After multiple nights of passionate sex and Chris reassuring me that he wanted this (see part 1 for context: [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/oiqzkt/finally_giving_into_the_hotwife_fantasy_mf_part_1/)), we made a plan for me to become his hotwife. I was extremely nervous but also so excited, I knew exactly what I wanted to do.

I was feeling really sexy this particular morning. I was wearing a short floral skirt with a pair of black wedges that showed off my toned, athletic legs. I paired it with a black, body-hugging tanktop that showed off my tits and a casual jean jacket that covered things when needed, but I could easily remove to show off when I wanted. I knew the outfit would catch his eye, but what was really making me feel sexy and slutty was the fact that I wasn’t wearing any panties over my freshly shaved vagina. It was something Chris had suggested, and I made sure to show him before I left that morning. Read more »

Return to Pawghalla p3: The Journey (MF) (outdoor) (pool) (fantasy)

That next morning, Vince and Carly began their journey to Tempo flanked by a small traveling party. A different elder was there to see them off, with “For my blessing, you must leave with the taste of the village in your tongue.” Next to the exit, She bent over and each traveling member had to bury their face in her luscious ass before slipping out. After getting a thorough taste, Vince’s eyes panned Pawghalla. Carly cut through, saying, “don’t worry. You will come back soon.”

The world’s colors dimmed slightly when they left the village, but Carly urged him on. Vince mingled with the traveling party desperate to learn more about the city of Tempo, while he filled them in on the mundane world.

Carly said, “don’t worry about the mundane world anymore. You will be with us and Can see all of the majesty and beauty in the world. And we’ll start tonight.” Trekking through the mountains, they made camp by a beautiful fresh water spring. The traveling party took to the natural pools to refresh after a long day. Read more »