Goodbye Amish, Hello Fucking. 40-something F teaches a young twenties Amish virgin to fuck. (Part Two) [FM]

Part One: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d3o1n0/goodbye_amish_hello_fucking_40something_f

If you didn’t read Part One, the situation is:

A young Amish (well, formerly Amish, leaving his church) man messaged me and we started talking. It slowly grew into something more risqué as he told me his fears of dating as a young twenties virgin who has never been kissed. He fantasized about having an older woman take control and teach him everything about a woman’s body and sexual pleasure.

I’m a 40-something married woman in an open marriage. I offered to teach him. I’m short, curvy with long brown hair and huge boobs and a small butt.

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Part Two:

I was ready to teach you about the power of the pussy.

But first, I took your hands into my own and looked you in the eyes, saying, “A woman’s body is a road map of her life. You’ll see scars and stretch marks that show the ways her body has expanded to grow into her life or create life and the places she has been wounded and has healed. Treat each woman’s body as a gift and unwrap it with care, appreciating every detail. You have the power to give love to her and help her see her body as a beautiful work of art. If a woman shares her insecurities about parts of her body, lavish them with love and kisses and tell her what you love about her body.”

My first story here: A New Regular

It’s the most cliched thing ever, and I can’t believe it really happened to me. I’d read the stories, seen the pornos, cum into multiple socks over the idea, but always acknowledged that it was the least likely thing to actually happen to anyone. Then it happened to me.

I had been studying massage so that I could make some extra money. She’d heard from a friend of mine that I was looking for people to practice on. She messaged me on Instagram and we picked a day for her to come over to my apartment for a free massage and it seemed like a normal interaction.

It changed as soon as she walked in the door.

You’re supposed to keep things really professional, especially since you’re going to be touching the person you’re making, potentially very intimately. You’re not supposed to do anything before or during the massage that would make the client feel unsafe or uncomfortable. So you definitely are not supposed to feel any attraction to the client.

[M]y wi[f]e and I’s first time at a swingers club – pt 1

The swinger’s club pt 1.

My wife and I had been polyamorous for around a year and we were having a hard time meeting other non-monogamous folks so we decided to check out the local swingers club. The club’s site recommended we dress up so that’s exactly what we did — I wore a black tailored suit with a dark-red button-up (and matching handkerchief) and my wife wore stiletto, fuck-me heels and a skin-tight, slinky black dress that, at 5’4, struggled to contain my wife’s beautiful, perky C cups and gigantic ass.

As my wife put on the finishing touches of her makeup, I salivated over her ass like a street urchin in a Dickens novel. I came up from behind her and held her petite waist as I grinded my fully erect truncheon on her butt.

“Don’t you want to save it for the club?”

“What about an appetizer?”

[FM] A sex filled start to the week. PART ONE: Ending the Dry Spell.

Hey, sorry I’ve not posted for a while things have been a bit hectic.

So, after our last encounter with “Sarah” (Gym Girl), we had a couple of unexpected incidents which had some lasting effects and ultimately resulted in a few shitty weeks.

During these shitty weeks, me and my fiancé were barely able to get any alone time, let alone bringing in a third.
In some ways, I found this harder than when he was working away. Having him around but not being able to do anything with him was actually way harder and I found myself constantly frustrated.

During this time partly due to business and partly due to not trying to worsen my frustration I avoided Reddit a little bit. Sarah however, wasn’t helping me to keep my horniness in check as she kept texting me, asking when we could meet again and a few sexy snapchats too.

We finally got given our break on Monday. Other members of the family helped us out so that me and my fiancé could have a break. Which meant we got a little time together alone, although not in the house.
Fortunately, my fiancé is currently pet sitting over last week and this and needs to pop in and feed his friends cat. We were free after lunch and went together to go and do this.
Before leaving I’d exchanged a text or two with Sarah.

An amazing dickpic made me way too horny [FM]

I start salivating as soon as I click on his message. I zoom in, then zoom out, making sure his sexy hard cock fills my entire screen after a quick inspection of his nicely trimmed hairs. In the dark, my phone is the only source of light. His cock is my only source of light. I want to lick the screen, but instead, I press it to my breasts, shut my eyes, and slip my free hand into my pajamas.

Even with my eyes closed, I can still picture it perfectly. Long and towering with angry throbbing veins. Just the right amount of thickness, its head glistening with precum. I can’t believe how straight it was standing, how much it made my mouth water. It’s all I can think about as I press down on my clit, and when my phone vibrates again, I roll over on my belly to read his text.

*Do you like it?* He asks.

*I love it,* I respond.

*Can I see more of you?*

A late night encounter with an old friend [MF]

I posted this on my old account and someone asked if I could repost it on the new one. This was a while ago but still remains a very vivid and hot memory.

It was quiet and late the rest of the building slept. We lay together on the rug in the middle of the living room floor, neither of us wishing to take the couch because that would have involved separating. We knew. We knew being this close in a dark room with so few clothes on was a bad idea but neither of us cared. Ready for bed I all I had on was a large t-shirt and the black bra and lace pants I had been wearing all evening.

We lay on our sides, facing one another. I had asked for a cuddle and I was getting one, my arm snaked round his body and my hand was pressed firmly on his upper back, pulling him close, his arm echoed mine.

Stuffed [M/F] [Anal]

“Nice ass!”I jumped and grabbed my chest at his words, from behind me. I’d been changing quickly in the driveway, shielded from the party by my car door. Bent over ever so slightly, pulling on my leggings and exposing my thong-covered ass. I hadn’t heard my friend’s footsteps as he approached from the beach.”Fuck me!” I exclaimed under my breath and hastily pulled on my pants as he approached.”Not yet” he said, gazing down at me.My eyes narrowed and I chewed the inside of my lip, bringing my eyes to meet his. My heart raced. I tried to tell whether or not he was kidding.He had me conditioned to want him. Every time I saw him, I wondered if ‘tonight would be the night’. Anytime anyone sent me a Facebook message I got wet and hoped it was him. Timing and circumstance had not been on our side.”I have a better idea” he said, and I swallowed, hard.Looking around, making sure the coast was clear, he told me to take off my pants. Staring me down, daring me to disobey, he raised an eyebrow as if to ask what I was waiting for.I didn’t know what the game was, but I decided in an instant I wanted to play. Stripping off my leggings, I put them back on the seat behind me.He grinned.”Panties too.”Briefly my jaw relaxed, but I refused to let it fall open. Pursing my lips, I put two fingers in my waistband, and stepped out of my thong.He reached for them before I could get rid of them in the car. “Sit down,” he urged, and I obliged.He knelt down and pushed my knees apart. Now looking up at me, he licked his finger and asked rhetorically, “are you wet?” and reached for my cunt.Slipping his moistened finger between my lips, he slid it up and down, exposing my wetness.I heard him moan as if to answer his own question, and I sighed with pleasure at his touch.Closing my eyes, I let him probe me, our friends just a few yards away. He fucked my tight pussy with one finger, pressing down on my abdomen with his other hand, which still held my underwear.He added a second finger, and curled them upward as he stroked in and out. My orgasm was building. He applied some pressure to my g-spot and I reached for my clit. Teasing myself as he fucked harder and faster, I matched his pace and started to cum. I knew better than to announce it aloud, and instead purred in ecstasy as my toes curled and my eyes rolled back.Still quivering, I felt his fingers slip out of me. I lay back in the car, and allowed my breathing and heart rate to return to normal……for about two seconds until I felt something probing me again. I sat up, and he gently pushed me back down. “Ah-ah” he scolded.He pressed the cotton into my now soaked hole.Push, gather. Push, repeat. The fabric felt strange inside me, but the fullness felt wonderful. I’d played with panty stuffing on my own a few times, but it was a totally different experience having him do the stuffing.I felt the last of my panties leave his fingertip and fill me completely.”Here.” He offered me his hand to help me up from my backseat. Sitting up, I pulled on my leggings then stood up, while he watched my every movement.Without words, we made our way back to our friends. I purposely stepped in front of him so he could admire my ass. He smacked it as I passed him and I smiled.—————————————————————————One by one, our friends drifted off to their tents, beds, cars and hammocks. It wasn’t long before it was just the two of us left by the fire.It was quiet. The fire crackled. The waves lapping at the shore audible in the night. I clenched my pussy around the wad of fabric inside me. The sensation was addicting. I was dying to know if he was thinking about it as much as I was.The anticipation was killing me. My pussy was almost in a constant state of spasm. I needed to know what was next.Across from me, his face was sharply lit by the fire. I knew he was torturing me on purpose. He caught me staring at him and broke the silence.”Think it’s time they came out?” He asked.He motioned for me to join him on the blanket where he sat. I practically sprung to my feet and took four steps in his direction. Instead of sitting next to him, I stood in front of him, and put my fingers under my waistband.”You put them in, you take them out?” I countered.His sly grin gave me the answer. I slid my leggings off, and stepped close enough to straddle his face as he sat on the ground. His hands ran up and down my legs, and his breath was warm against my crotch. I felt his tongue part my lips, and gently tease my aching clit. My hands grabbed his head and I moaned intensely.Bending my knees slightly to give him better access, he licked and sucked on my clit, and his hands squeezed my ass and wandered between my cheeks, spreading them.He pressed a finger against my asshole, and my knees buckled. Slowly, he pressed a finger into me and I relaxed against the pressure, enjoying the sensation immensely.His teeth pulled at the thong inside me, and then stopped suddenly.”Get down here” he ordered, and I obliged, kneeling on the ground next to him.He reached for his zipper, and freed himself from his shorts.”Suck me.” It was not a question.I bent down. Ass up, face in his lap, I steadied myself and took his cock in my mouth.I felt him swell inside me as I sucked. Slowly, he grew harder and filled my mouth. I took him deep and gagged, drooling over him.As I blew him, his hand reached for my ass and resumed probing me. Up and down I sucked; in and out he fucked.Our soft moans grew louder, and he whispered to me “I want to fuck your ass and make you cum” and added a second finger.I rocked back against his hand, helping him ready my hole for his cock, now hard as steel and stretching my lips.I groaned and bucked harder on his fingers. I was close to cumming. I needed it.He pulled his fingers away and smacked my ass, signalling me to stop sucking. He shuffled to his knees and I crawled around to face away from him. He pushed his dick against my ass, and I arched my back to allow him a better angle. I felt the tip of his cock slip inside, stretching me. I urged him to go slow.My cunt was throbbing around the panties still stuffed inside me. It was almost too much. I needed release!His thick cock felt even thicker than it was, sliding in my ass. He’d push in a little bit, then ease off, then continue. Finally, he sank all of his length deep in my bowels. I cried out in pain and pleasure. He spanked me and called me a good girl.That did it. My whole body shuddered and I came hard on his cock in my ass. Clenching the wad in my pussy, I begged him “fuck my ass!”He pulled out and slammed back into me, my body still quivering.I buried my head between my arms on the blanket and let him fuck me, hard.”You like having your holes filled, don’t you?” He grunted.”Fuck yes!” I practically screamed and matched his rhythm with my hips.”Perfect little whore” I heard him whisper.His words just egged me on and I pleaded with him, “stretch my ass and fill me with cum!”I felt another orgasm peaking and muffled my cries into to ground.”I’m gonna cum” he announced. His cock swelled even bigger inside me and he groaned his release, filling me with shot after shot of warm semen. He collapsed on me momentarily, and I savoured in the last seconds of being stuffed.He pulled out of me, leaving my asshole gaping and angled obscenely upward. I felt his fingers grab for the thong inside me, and slowly pulled it out of me. For a second, I felt both holes gaping in the late summer air and felt completely and utterly satisfied.

A dare from my older cousin turned a Halloween party into me cheating on my bf [FM]

When I was 19 my cousin (31), who I’m not that close to and only see once in a while, invited me to an early Halloween party being thrown by him and his girlfriend (24). I couldn’t really say no since it was so close to my school and he buys me a lot of wine and liquor to keep in my dorm, so I decided to show up early and leave early because usually his parties are pretty boring and filled with dudes in their mid-30s.

This was a few days before actual Halloween, so I told my BF I would go solo – he lives a few hours away and goes to a different school. He was totally fine with it because he knows my cousin really well and didn’t care.

I dug out my last years costume – a really generic sexy cop kind of outfit that was literally a black tight button up that I buttoned half way, a black cloth skirt, thigh highs with little badges on them and knee high boots. The year before I had a dildo shaped like a nightstick but I couldn’t find it anywhere. I settled on the fake squirt gun I had and put my hair back in a ponytail, it had just gotten to that length after shaving it a while before.

The time [M]I slept with my [F]reaky Christian neighbor.

I first met Abby as she was moving in to my apartment complex. Her and her parents were struggling with lifting a couch up the stairs and I, being the gentleman that I am, offered to help.

Abby was absolutely gorgeous – tall and brunette with a killer smile. She was wearing workout shorts and and a raggedy t-shirt but as I threw peeks at her long, shapely legs I strongly suspected that she had an absolutely world-class ass.

I had just come back from the gym so I looked pretty fucking great and was feeling strong so I heaved the couch over my back and carried up the stairs. I was pretty impressed I had managed to do it so easily, but they were bowled over. I might as well have picked up a car. I could definitely tell that Abby was into me as she kept staring at my lips while her parents thanked me.

After a little while, I excused myself and went in to my apartment where I told my wife all about it. She looked at me skeptically and reminded me that I always talked about not shitting where I eat. Great, thanks for the reminder, my love.

A Fun Night {MMF FDOM} (Critiques/Comments Welcome)

The breathing was even, but quick. On either side of her, she felt their chests rise and fall against her, pressing her between them. A hand caressed the back of her thigh, starting at the knee and working up and around the leg, drawing a sensual line to the swell of her ass. She felt the tingle of excitement flourish in her stomach. She thought about how he might not know about the other hand that was gently probing at her mound, pressing against her sex. She felt her body flush with heat. She pushed her ass against the man laying behind her, grinding against the stiff cock in his pants. She felt him push back in response. The rhythm of his hips against hers, pretending like he was shifting in her sleep. She felt his hand reach around, sliding beneath her shirt, she felt the trail his fingertips left as they glided towards her chest. She had decided not to wear a bra that night and it payed off much to her excitement as fingers began to pull and twist at her stiff nipples, a tantalizing pulse of adrenaline with each tug. The man in front of her began to press his fingers into the lips of her pussy, probing a touch further in between them. She felt the wet warmth of her juices beginning to moisten her panties and the thin stocking she wore. His fingers began to more fervorously explore this wetness. It took everything she had not to moan with delight as the man behind her began to grope her breasts firmly, forcefully, needfully.