[FM] A Good Revenge Fuck To Get Over A Cheating Ex

I’ve got some time so I figured I’d tell you a redemption story of myself getting laid. I warn this is 9 pages of mostly rambling.

There is some decent backstory if you are into that sort of thing. If you’re not, I’ll put ************ before the steamy stuff happens. As I have stated before, I’m not much for erotic lit, this is just more of a “doesn’t matter had sex” moment in my life.

There’s descriptions of me in my other posts, but for continuity, here’s where I was at, at the time.

Myself: third year of college, shoulder length brown hair (got more than a few comments that my hair was nicer than 90% of womens) with some blonde in it, green eyes, 5’7 and thin. I have had multiple people tell me my smile is the first thing they notice. In relation to reddits standards, I have an obnoxiously small penis and am built with an average cock.

Teenage skinny dipping, blowjobs and sex at the pool. [MFM] (Part 2 of 2)

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I let Jake and Ryan have another round Jack and Coke and we ate the pizza on the sun beds. We just relaxed there, again talking about some dumb bullshit, still totally nude. At this point, we were pretty cool about seeing each others genitals. I layed back with my knees apart, enjoying the breeze on my pussy while I tanned some more. They guys, who were getting transient boners also seemed to enjoy the air on their dangling nuts. Certainly, I enjoyed looking at them in all their spherical, sperm-producing glory! Marissa was lying on her belly, her legs spread apart too so you could see her slit below her sumptuous butt. She also was continuing to tan. We were all kind of quiet, relaxing. It was actually really fun to be comfortable being like this together, baring it all like it was normal, unruffled by the presence of each other’s sex organs. Marissa’s phone rang, and she answered it. She kind of panicked a little, and said she lost track of time and would head over soon. After hanging up she told us that she had a family thing and had to bounce. Immediately, she looked for and found her bikini, then went inside to rinse off and change upstairs. Before she left, she said, “Hey guys, this was very fun and scandalous skinny dipping with you all, but if you tell anyone about this I will string you up and slit your goddamn throats. Love, ya!” We laughed and assured her nobody would, a tiny bit concerned about threat of violence, but knew she was being darkly funny. Or was she? Ryan said jokingly, “But, Jesus saw what you did! You are totally hell-bound now.” She flipped him off and rolled her eyes, leaving.

One Night, One Morning, Five Orgasms [FM]

I wanted to share the awesome night and morning I had with my husband. This is my first time writing anything like this. There are some seriously hot stories on this sub, and I was inspired to give it a shot.

My husband’s work schedule prevented us from having any sex, so I had four nights alone (with my vibrator) to fantasize about what I wanted to do with him. Each day became more unbearable than the last. The day-of was the worst and best in anticipation. I couldn’t even bear to be in the presence of other men, I was afraid they’d feel the warmth of lust and need radiating from my body.

Evening finally arrives, and my husband comes home with wine for me. Our plan was to have a drink and then get to it. He thought this was going to be our standard evening, standard moves; we had been in a rut. I couldn’t wait to show him how wrong he’d be.

I [F] Showed up my Friend [F] by Sucking the Life out of her FWB(friend with benefits) [M]

BACKGROUND:

Me and Caitlin have known each other since high school. We’ve maintained a close relationship even during times where we haven’t gotten to see each other often. Coming back home after a tough week of exams, she was one of the people I was looking forward to seeing during my Christmas Holiday.

My [F] forced orgasm experience with a married man (part 6) (end)

“No more,” I sobbed after a particularly brutal orgasm that left the sybian soaked and my stomach cramping. I was no longer sitting on the sybian but slumped on it, too exhausted to do anything but take the mechanical cock still churning me open.

“One more,” Sam promised. And another, and another, until I’d forgotten the discomfort and that I’d ever been anything but right here, riding the perfect cock for my next vaginal, full-body orgasm

“I want you to get addicted to being fucked,” Sam admitted as he moved in front of me. The sybian was now on its third-highest setting and I was sweating out another orgasm in agonized pleasure, weakly moaning a combination of “Yes daddy” and “No more daddy.” “I want you to put yourself to work earning your orgasm,” Sam continued, moving to stand in front of me. He fed me his cock inch by inch, and I sucked at it eagerly, filled up at both ends as I rocked my hips with the sybian cock. Sam had overloaded me with sensation, and he talked about how well I took to being fucked and how I really should have done this sooner. I didn’t care about being a virgin anymore. I didn’t care that Sam had a family while I had his cock down my throat. All I cared about was that I was still coming in leg-shaking waves as the sybian cock rotated lazily through my vaginal walls, like some kind of slutty nymphomaniac. Nothing else mattered besides the dildo relentlessly fucking a space for itself into my pussy.

[MF] [Real Story] [Husband & Wife] [Stiletto] That’s why they’re called “fuck me” heels.. ?

This happened one glorious day about a decade ago. About a year into our marriage, my (now late) wife, Anne, decided to buy a pair of 4″ red stiletto heels to add a feminine dimension to her mainly-tomboy wardrobe. She had a curvy figure, and ass and tits that looked awesome even under her usual full-dress, hijab and flat-shoes wear.

I got home late the night before, and had the next two days off.. which meant I woke up past my usual dawn hour. I shuffled into the kitchen naked looking for some water when Anne came up to me to say her goodbyes..

“You look.. different. Like, gorgeously different.”

She flipped up her long skirt to reveal her stilettos. My half-hard morning wood went back to full mast as she stood and twirled around to show off.

“I’m glad you approve,” she chuckled as she saw me. Then she saw me make a move towards the home phone. Dialing a number from memory, I called Anne’s boss and told her that she would be coming in late.. I made a bullshit excuse about her car not starting and that a roving mechanic was already on his way with a replacement battery.

My [F] forced orgasm experience with a married man (part 4)

That’s how our next few sessions went as well. We’d meet in his hotel room after he was done with work, maybe have a drink or two while complaining about our respective days, and then Sam would force orgasm after orgasm out of me with a new clit toy of the month before making me suck his cock or give him a thighjob. It’s weird to think back on all the stuff we did without outright penetration – Sam pressing me into walls, his cock furiously rubbing between my pussy folds as he fucked my legs and groped my breasts; taking a shower together, which ended with me deep throating him for the first time and choking on his come; him laying down on the bed and me sliding my pussy over and over his cockhead until he came. We’d both decided to stop using condoms at that point since we’d gotten tested. This was rapidly becoming all too comfortable, even though I was still feeling guilty over helping Sam cheat and then guilty over liking the sex with him so much. He’d indulged my fantasy while introducing me to new ones: sensory deprivation, 69-ing, exhibitionism (sucking him off by the glass balcony door), and daddy-daughter role playing.

Almost Lived The [MFF] Dream On Our First Anniversary

As the night was playing out I was thinking to myself “When this is over I better submit this to r/gonewildstories”
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**300 Word Preamble (Including Two Short Stories)**
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Prior to meeting my wife I’d had only two one night stands. The first was back in my early twenties. A few buddies and I were at this industrial/punk bar in this trendy part of town when these two super hot alt-rocker chicks introduce themselves to us. I asked one what they were up to that evening and she whispered to me “We’re just here to meet hot guys to have sex with.” I wish I could’ve seen the look on my face. I was out of there and back to her place a few minutes later.
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The second happened a few months before I started dating my wife. I was fresh out of a seven-year relationship and at a big singles mixer for open minded, sex positive college kids and twenty somethings. A “Safe space” for sexual self-expression if you will. (I’ve got some fun stories from a few of their other events for another time). At this event a cute & naive girl I’d met and hit it off with admitted to me she was still a virgin at 27. She was clearly drunk.
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Surprise Wedding Threesome Part 2 – The Next Day [FFM]

So I wanted to thank everyone for kind words from my first post[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7ixcq0/surprise_wedding_threesome_mff/]. Unexpectedly I have been asked quite a few times about the orgasms the next day which I just mentioned in passing at the end. I didn’t go into detail in the last post because it was running so long already but thinking about it after being asked, while the night before was crazy and intense the next day was more relaxed and passionate and maybe equally as worthy of a story. I would recommend reading the first part in the link above if you haven’t already as it gives you a much better idea of the situation.

So without further ado, a quick recap. Eve – bubbly, chatty, curvy, filthy-minded girlfriend. Rose – tall, slim, devilish friend with the body of an angel. Me (Jay) – tall, dark haired luckiest man in the world.

Saturday [m]orning hike with a tinder [f]riend

M: We matched on tinder. It was a bit of a surprise since we knew each other from school. I always swiped on people I know for the laugh later, but I didn’t think anything would come from it. Boy, was I wrong.

F: I saw his profile come up, and and I thought about how I always thought he was cute, with one of the brightest smiles, and interesting and intellectual in a way that was real and down to earth—and a huge turn on for me. When we matched, my stomach flipped, and his first message came soon after. I wasn’t sure what to make of our Tinder encounter at first, but when he teased me, calling me silly, and sent me his number, I had a feeling something good was starting.

M: She called me a few days later. Modern dating. It was early on a saturday morning and I wasn’t too hungover to reply to her request to go for a spontaneous hike. Homework or a hike with a beautiful woman…let me think. I replied hell yes and got out of bed and into my boots.