Traveling with wife and her sister [MFF] (Kinda Long)

First off, I can’t believe this actually happened. It was always a shower dream of mine, that actually became real.

My wife Renee and her sister Michelle had planned on traveling to Amsterdam to visit Michelle’s friend that goes to grad school in the Netherlands. I was kind of hesitant about my wife and her sister traveling alone. Both are about 5’3-5’4 with a medium build in all the right places, dirty blonde hair, and green eyes and D sized chests. After a few days of negotiations, I agreed to go on the trip with them, because they knew how uncomfortable I was with them going alone. We landed on Friday night and immediately met up with Michelle’s friend that lived in Amsterdam. We walked and biked around checking out the gorgeous city and finally stopped at a restaurant for dinner and a few drinks!

After dinner and properly tipsy, we walked about to her friends flat. In hindsight, we should have thought about the logistics ahead of time! Her flat was more or less a small room with a bathroom, no place for the 3 of us to comfortably sleep, except for crashing on the floor. Luckily there was a hotel about 3 blocks away that had a vacancy. We were only planning on staying there the night, then finding a nicer hotel the next day, so we grabbed one room with 2 beds.

Mom’s Wedding Gown (MF, inc. cons. rom)

Mom’s Wedding Gown

By SpectreOfHell

Mark tried not to shiver as his mother leaned heavily against him, tried
not to enjoy the softness of her body or the flowery smell of her hair.
Tried not to get a hard on again. She looked up at him, smiling, and
giggled drunkenly as he fumbled with her keys and opened the front door.
“You’re so sweet to help me home,” she said, then lifted up on her toes to
kiss his cheek dangerously close to his lips.

“Mom, you’re drunk,” he said, more to remind himself than her, to
convince himself that she was flirtatious because of the liquor and because
she was angry at Dad. “I couldn’t let you drive home like this. Come on,
let me get you inside.”

She giggled again but let him guide her through the doorway into the
spacious parlor at the front of the house. As he closed the door he
couldn’t help watching the sway of her ass as she staggered away from him,
letting his eyes roam over her mature body appreciatively. How long had he
had fantasies about her? Since puberty, he reckoned, but there was a vast
difference between fantasy and reality. Or so he’d always thought.

Princess Chapter 3: Moving Out [Mf][DDlg][fsub][MDom]

I lead you out and into my car, pulling out into the quiet suburban streets. I reach over and drop the strap from your shoulder nearest me, pulling the top down below your breast.  You look around outside the car in surprise and embarrassment, but my fingers caressing and teasing your nipple soon make you forget, and just trust me.

I enjoy the feeling and the sounds you make for a while, taking care to keep to streets I know will be quiet, and planning a nice long route to your place. Sat still at some lights I pinch, waiting for them to change. I savour the look on your face, staring at me wide-eyed as it begins to become uncomfortable. When the light turns green I let go suddenly, dropping my hand between your legs and hitching your skirt up. You gasp and pant as blood rushes back into your nipple, biting your lip. I gently take your hand and move it to your pussy, nodding back as you look at me questioningly.

Princess Chapter 3: Moving Out [Mf][DDlg][fsub][MDom]

I lead you out and into my car, pulling out into the quiet suburban streets. I reach over and drop the strap from your shoulder nearest me, pulling the top down below your breast.  You look around outside the car in surprise and embarrassment, but my fingers caressing and teasing your nipple soon make you forget, and just trust me.

I enjoy the feeling and the sounds you make for a while, taking care to keep to streets I know will be quiet, and planning a nice long route to your place. Sat still at some lights I pinch, waiting for them to change. I savour the look on your face, staring at me wide-eyed as it begins to become uncomfortable. When the light turns green I let go suddenly, dropping my hand between your legs and hitching your skirt up. You gasp and pant as blood rushes back into your nipple, biting your lip. I gently take your hand and move it to your pussy, nodding back as you look at me questioningly.

Princess Chapter 2: Next Morning [MFf][DDlg][fsub][MDom][cuckcake][humiliation]

You wake early the next morning to find yourself tucked into bed snugly, but I’m not there. You rub your eyes, sitting up to look around. The bed is large and warm, the blankets soft and fluffy, you can hear a shower running from an adjacent room, the door ajar.

You slide out of bed and peek through the door to see me rinsing off under the running water. Your hands slide down between your legs, & your soft moan gives you away. “Join me if you like, little one” I call out.

Blushing, but not wasting any time, you step under the water with me, my hands stroking down from your head to your bum, arms wrapping around you, holding you close. “Did you sleep well?”, I ask, tenderly.

You nod against my chest, “Yes Daddy, thank you”.

I lift your chin with a finger, softly kissing your lips. “Let’s clean you up”, I say softly, not because you need it – but because I want to.

I turn, moving you under the warm water, admiring the way it cascades down your young, smooth curves; my cock beginning to stiffen. I smile down at you, my hand reaching to rub the water through your hair – the other grabbing the shampoo bottle.

Princess Chapter 2: Next Morning [MFf][DDlg][fsub][MDom][cuckcake][humiliation]

You wake early the next morning to find yourself tucked into bed snugly, but I’m not there. You rub your eyes, sitting up to look around. The bed is large and warm, the blankets soft and fluffy, you can hear a shower running from an adjacent room, the door ajar.

You slide out of bed and peek through the door to see me rinsing off under the running water. Your hands slide down between your legs, & your soft moan gives you away. “Join me if you like, little one” I call out.

Blushing, but not wasting any time, you step under the water with me, my hands stroking down from your head to your bum, arms wrapping around you, holding you close. “Did you sleep well?”, I ask, tenderly.

You nod against my chest, “Yes Daddy, thank you”.

I lift your chin with a finger, softly kissing your lips. “Let’s clean you up”, I say softly, not because you need it – but because I want to.

I turn, moving you under the warm water, admiring the way it cascades down your young, smooth curves; my cock beginning to stiffen. I smile down at you, my hand reaching to rub the water through your hair – the other grabbing the shampoo bottle.

[MF] [anal] [hotwife] My First Hook-up pt. 2 [pics]

Hello again, GWS! I apologize for my previous submission being so short. They always seem much longer when you’re actually writing them! The last few days I’ve been enjoying the afterglow of really amazing sex rather than writing things down while they were fresh in my mind, so I’ve spent several hours this evening recalling the rest of the first night I spent with another man with my boyfriend’s blessing. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed remembering it. There is one more part of that night, but for now I’m spent! ;)

Part 1 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/768d5t/mf_blowjob_first_hookup_pt_1_pic_included)

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I had taken my glasses off at some point earlier, and I’m incredibly near-sighted, so {A} led me down the hall to his room. I felt surprisingly comfortable for standing in the middle of a stranger’s bedroom, bare naked and blind. I was determined to not let anxiety and insecurity get in the way of enjoying this experience. I approached the bed and sat on the edge. It was king size and just below waist-height for me, making my imagination run wild for a few seconds with the possibilities a good bed can offer.

[FM] Fingered by a stranger in the train

So a few days ago, I was on an evening train, going to visit an old friend of mine. I plop down on an empty seat and get cozy since I have a few hours to spare. I was wearing a dark grey thick wool sweater and black leggings. I brought my favorite book to occupy my time and hiked my legs up, getting comfortable, one of the many benefits of being short as fuck.

A tall, dark haired man comes up to me and asks if the seat next to me is free. I nod, his deep voice resonating through me. He sits down and I immediately take note of him. He’s definitely a few years older than me, late 20s or early 30s. He was wearing worn jeans and a light sweater and had an athletic build.

We start chatting and discover we are heading to the same place. We clicked right away and I put my book away, reaching down to get my blanket from my bag since I’m always fucking cold. I feel his eyes on my ass as my sweater rides up, cool air hitting my lower back. I feel a thrill go through me, I hadn’t had sex in a few days and was getting antsy. Could be worse I suppose but my pussy was persistently aching and no dildo nor fingers could replace the feeling of a hot throbbing cock fucking me raw. Stop it, I command myself.

[M]assaging a [F]riend

So, in one of my previous posts on this sub, I related the time I hooked up with a couple of my wife’s lesbian friends while she was out of town and had given me a “weekend pass.” Since that story happened, my wife and I opened up our relationship and became nonmonogamous/poly. As a result, I’ve had opportunities for other extracurricular encounters. One such memorable encounter was with my friend Laura.

 

Laura was a couple years older than me, in her mid- to late-30s. She was short but stacked, about 5’1″ with dark hair. I’d seen her naked a couple of times before, either changing, at parties, etc, and I often found myself fantasizing about her large, heavy, but not sagging, breasts, thick ass, and shaved pussy. She was married to Matt. Matt was tall, good looking, and a bit ripped. She and Matt had opened up their marriage a couple years before she and I hooked up.

 

[MF] Cooking Classes

I’ve worked as a personal chef for a while and enjoy when a current client refers me to a friend. I’m used to showing up and being all business around my clients, but this time was different. From the moment she opened the door, I just felt an energy and connection with her. She smirked from the moment she met me as if she could read my expressions and knew that I was feeling. I knew the evening would be interesting as soon as I stepped through the door, but I had no idea what was in store for me.

I set up and she asked if I would like to enjoy some wine she picked up to try. I reluctantly agreed to a small amount of wine because I wanted to remain focused on preparing her a wonderful meal. She poured me a full glass, smirked, and said, “Sorry, you look really thirsty, and I want to make sure I satisfy that thirst.” Her choice of words caught me off guard as did her smile and licking the wine from her lips, but I wrote it off as just a playful flirting.