Living With My Boyfriend, Loving My Girlfriend [MF & FF]

**Chimera**

In the mirror’s glassy surface, I watch detachedly—almost disembodied—as a familiar hand applies makeup on my face.

Foundation, thick and matte. Powder, dust from a flaking cake that shimmers on the skin as the brush caresses cheeks, forehead, nose, neck, and breasts.

Blush.

Eyeshadow.

Eyeliner.

Lipliner.

Lipstick, for color. Red. Fire-engine bright. Slathered on in a pretty, painted smile, it reminds me of a clown.

A tear slides down my cheek, ruining all my work, causing the paint to smear.

All except that smile.

My smile is—as always—perfect.

———

“I can’t believe this!”

I yawn and stretch, hearing the crinkle of newspaper beside me.

“I cannot believe this!” Keith Longrin yells again, pounding his fist against the mattress. I roll over to look up at him sitting against the headboard of our bed. “Look at this, Cady, just look at this!” He waves the paper at me. “The governor’s priest—Father Whatshisname—just came out of the closet today in the Sunday paper. The front page!”

[MF] Thinking with the small head

When I was a college sophomore many years ago, it was a period of time when the Pill was widely available and STDs were rare, at least among my peers at college. I’d lost my virginity as a freshman to Leann, a longtime girlfriend I’d had in high school. She was a year behind me and attended a different high school. We’d done most everything except PIV intercourse when I was a senior and she a junior, our reluctance stemming from an fear of pregnancy. Early in my freshman year she phoned to tell me that her mother had taken her to a doctor to get a prescription for the Pill – to “regulate her period” was the rationale, perhaps just for Leann’s father’s benefit, as her mother probably noticed our increasing physical intimacy and wanted to ensure that “regulate” meant “keep occuring.”

Leann and I fucked several times during that school year. She visited me a few times and spent the night in my dorm room, and I’d occasionally go home for the weekend and we’d find a private place for a quickie. Things continued through that summer, but our time together came to an amicable end when she enrolled at a college 1000 miles away. I could go into more details about Leann, but my story now is about what happened next.

Perfect example of going after what you want. [MF]

This story is very old, but I was encouraged to share. Hope you like it.

My husband and used to work together, which is where we met. About 2 months before we started dating, he started to pick me up to give me rides to and from work. Hubby said he didn’t mind stopping since I was in the same direction driving to the job. I loved it since that was easier than taking the train to work.

As any normal woman does, I took forever to get ready and hubby would be waiting in his car for an eternity for me to come out. He even started to arrive early knowing that he would have to wait, just so we won’t get to work late.

We would stop by on the way to work and I would pay for his coffee and sandwich since he’s doing me a huge favor.

One day I offered him money for gas because I felt like the coffee wasn’t enough. After all, he was saving me a lot of money by driving me. He refused to take the money and said he didn’t mind.

Ly[F]t Driving Slut, Seahawks and Anal… [M]ake for a great Inauguration Day

I recently traded in my Honda Odyssey for Honda Accord Hybrid. I couldn’t be happier. With my step-son off in the Marine Corps and only two kids to haul around I figured it was time to make a change. The other big motivator was that the SEATAC Airport changed the rules for Uber/Lyft pickup to requiring vehicles exceed 47 mpg to enter the pickup area. Given I live close to the airport and it’s a great place to make consistent money I convinced my husband to buy the Accord. I love driving a sedan again and get lots of compliments on the car, especially the gas mileage. Enough Honda advertising. Haha.

So last week, once the kids were back in school, I started driving for Lyft again. My schedule is pretty consistent. Wake up at 5:30AM, go through a Shaun T “Cize” exercise dance video where I’m sure I look like total idiot, shower, shave the legs,pits and puss, dress, make the kids breakfast and bag lunches, drive them to school and turn on the Lyft app. My husband Erick is up in Anchorage, Alaska at Elmendorf Air Base for a few weeks so I’m on my own. I’m not sure why we moved out here to JBLM when he’s always away but he did buy me the Accord so I’m trying not to complain too much. Hehe.

A welcome party with a difference… [MMF]

Hey everyone,

Long time-reader of this reddit, but first-time poster! Have been meaning to type up this story for a long time and was getting a bit horny thinking about it earlier today so thought “fuck it, it’s about time!”

This story is 100% true, just the names and places have been tweaked slightly! Apologies – the story is quite long but hopefully it’s worth reading!

So first of all, there’s a little bit of background – if you can’t be arsed with this, skip forward a few paras! My name is “Jimmy” and I grew up in a small, fairly rural northern English town, going off to a pretty decent Uni not too far from home, heading back home to do a few menial jobs after graduating before moving to London. Down south, I had a great time, made good friends and was even seeing a girl for a decent length of time but after two and a bit years, we broke up and although I’d saved up a bit of money, it was nigh-on impossible to do any decent saving with the ridiculous rent prices – add in to the fact that progression in my work place was pretty much blocked by people being satisfied in their roles!

[MF] [Oral] The shave

Long time lurker, first time writer. Feedback welcomed.

I’m mid 30s, male, a little overweight and fairly average in the parts that are important for what you’re about to read. There’s about three paragraphs of buildup coming – feel free to skip to the line if you want to.

My girlfriend is late 20s, also carrying a little extra, and doesn’t give head very often. When she does, I don’t get to finish in her mouth. Tits, pussy, end of the flavoured condom, sure.

Sometimes we take it in turns to shave each other to keep things nice, clean and trimmed downstairs. I like to use my turns shaving her as a tease. I get in close so I can “see what I’m doing”, and run my fingers gently across her mound, occasionally brushing her pussy as I go. It drives her crazy. Sometimes I end up going down on her when I’ve finished. I love nothing more than feeling and hearing a girl react to my tongue and fingers until she can’t hold it in any more, shuddering and moaning through an orgasm or ten. I like to think I’m very generous – and very good with it.

[M]y [F]riend is a Phenomenal Wingwoman

My name is Andy. The events of this story take place a few years ago. I was about to leave for Afghanistan, and things were intense over there so I was very anxious about the whole experience. Military people will be able to relate; it’s a strange balance between being nervous for your own well-being and being ready to go because it’s kind of the entire point of military service. This strange dichotomy had me very worked up emotionally to the point where I was on edge for the entire month leading up to the deployment.

A couple days before shipping out I grabbed dinner with my best friend and his girlfriend. They both immediately picked up on my emotional state and reached the same conclusion: I needed to get laid. My buddy and I are not from the town we’re stationed in so it fell to his girlfriend, Perla to come up with potential options for meeting a young lady. Fortunately for me, she is one of the coolest women I know and immediately pulled out her phone and began going through some of her friends’ pictures on Facebook. After a little bit of scrolling, she perked her head up and looked at me.

My time in Malia [NSFW][group]

This is my first story and first post on Reddit. It is completely true. Please let me know what you think.

I had just turned 18 and left high school. For most Scottish and British teens it’s almost tradition for you to go to one of the party destinations. We decided to go to Malia. I was deeply in love with my girlfriend at the time and went in a group of around 20 people. Clara (my girlfriend) and I shared a room with her best friend (Laura) and her boyfriend (Mark). Previously we have toyed a little with them but nothing serious, just a couple of dares and topless nights. I had fallen in love with the idea of sharing and wanted to do it again.

Meeting an old friend for the first time. [MF] [Oral] [long/detailed]

**Backstory:**

The first story I offer was about 4-5 years ago.

We’ll call her…Katy.

Katy and I had known each other for over 2 years as friends…

She was 5’4, blue eyes, long light brown hair, in nursing
school, and was 19 at the time of the encounter.

Our friendship was a bit different though, we met online, and
would talk on the phone for hours, but had never met. We would talk on the
phone late at night after our parents went to sleep…soon friendly
conversations turned into dirty talk…

I would tell her exactly what I would do from the time that I
walked into the door of her room until the moment we would roll over
exhausted…and she loved every minute of it…

Then she turned into my sub….she didn’t have any toys, but she
did have items I could make use of…I would have her use the handle of her
hairbrush or the vibration in her toothbrush to take her further (I’m sure her
parents wondered why her toothbrush went through so many batteries) …and she
would follow my every instruction.

[FF] Our Secret Part 2

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4ul9bq/our_secret_part_1/)

Part 2 is just a bit of a filler and a backstory. Part 3 coming shortly!
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He sets his things down and proceeds to remove his jacket. “How was work babe?” She asks. “It was alright. Nothing exciting.” He shrugs. Peter shuffled to the bedroom to change out of his work clothes. “You moved fast.” She teases me. I just roll my eyes at her. I got a major jolt to my system and everything that has happened in the last *checks watch* 3 hours is replaying in my head over and over.

 

“What have you girls been up to today?”
“We went for brunch. Had a couple drinks and maybe a couple more.” She giggled.
“Oh boy. Staying outta trouble I hope?”
“Trouble? US?” I put on my best appalled face.
He laughed.
“You two are pretty hammered” he notes.
“I have no clue what you’re talking about” she replies innocently then bursts out laughing.