Darla and I celebrate Independence Day Part 5 [Str8] [MF]

This is a true story. I changed the names of all and some details to further disguise the identities of those in this story. The dialogues are to the best of my memory. It has been more than 40 years since this happened so I hope you will cut me some slack.

To recap: Darla, the wife (46 years old) of my supervisor Will (early 50s) had started an affair just two weeks after we had met. We have had several sessions together, including a weekend when Will was away and some sneaky sex at the Memorial Day cookout. I was 24 years old at the time of our affair.

Go to the —— lines for the sexy parts.

Will invited me and several other single people in our office to a cookout on Independence Day and then to go see the fireworks that same evening. I knew he was going to ask me. Darla had told me the previous weekend, while we were in bed together, that he was going to invite me. I was looking forward to being with Darla at their house. I wanted to pursue some mischief with her.

Under The Blanket [Str8] [F/M] [exh]

Our eyes connected from across the room as your brother announces that we should watch a movie. We look both agree quickly and try to non-chalantly walk to the couch. He sits on the couch perpendicular to ours with his girlfriend pulled close to him as they snuggle. I put my legs across your lap and you make a point to act annoyed. Your brother reminds you to be nice to me, I’m his best friend remember?

I mention that I am cold and you get up to grab me a blanket as the movie begins. I put my legs back on your lap as you cover us both with the blanket. As soon as the movie starts to get going, your hand starts to travel up my leg. I try not to make any faces as I feel you slide your hand up and down my thigh. Your brother and his girlfriend are enthralled with the movie they have chosen, which gives me a small amount of relief. You tap my leg lightly and give me a wink. I am already wet from that interaction alone, but I shift onto my back and slide my left leg behind you, leaving my right leg resting on your lap. Your hand lightly massages my inner thigh before you start to slide your pinky in the gap between my shorts and my thigh. Your pinky teases my pussy through the thin fabric of my silk panties. I try hard not to squirm from your touch. I take a quick look over at the other couch to make sure that we haven’t raised any suspicion.

Long time friend tells of cheating with a former student [Str8] [MF]

This is a story told to me by my girlfriend Lucy. I have changed names and some places to protect the identities of those involved. I also changed the timing of certain activities. I pieced this story together from phone conversation Lucy and I had over the past year.

Note to my followers: The woman who told me this story is not Carly a teacher I have posted about previously. Lucy is someone I have know for decades, went to school with and dated in both high school and college. She and I reconnected four years ago. We have had many hours of phone conversations about our sex lives since we reconnected.

This is a long one. If you want to skip to the sexy bits search for the —— lines.

I had to drag this story out of Lucy. She likes to portray herself as a modest and cautious woman. But I know better. When we were dating in the early 1970s I got many blow jobs, hand jobs and titty fucks from her. She was an FWB of mine before FWB became a thing. Lucy came from a fairly well to do family. Money was never a problem for her at any time in her life.

Sister Peeper [MF]

This is the opening of a sort of mini series…I guess?

I had about four months between getting out of the Army and starting business school. After a pretty rough break up I took a friend up on a offer to take the sublease of his apartment in a beach town since he was moving. Through sheer luck he introduced me to an owner of a bar in the town and I told him my situation and asked if I could work there, which he obliged. That launched the four most fun months I could have had.

I worked there from April through mid August, so spring break through summer break. It wasn’t a classy beach town, more known for partying and “what happens here stays here.” I couldn’t have gotten more lucky in my setup.

Coincidentally my brother’s girlfriend had a friend (we’ll call her Rhea) who lived in the same building. Initially she was an innocent connection but quickly became a consistent hook up buddy. We knew it was a terminal relationship so would just have sex and enjoy ourselves. She was tall, a runner, with the best ass I’ve ever seen and bigger tits than I expected, she wasn’t beautiful but cute enough. By far the hottest thing about her was her motto in bed could’ve been “we can try if you want.”

How Mandy went from a weak 5 to a solid 10 with one simple choice. [MF]

Ok, here we go. This is a true story from the days of my youth about a girl named Mandy.

I ran into her at the bar pretty early on in my bartending days. I had slept with only a few girls from work at this point, and was sleeping with Laura the MILF nearly every other day so I thought my needs were pretty well covered. Still, I was always looking for the next thing, and as it would turn out, she was it. Mandy was in college, and would come to the bar most Tuesdays with some friends for whatever the Tuesday night special was. She caught my eye pretty much the first time I saw her. I don’t remember exactly why, but some girls had a look or a vibe that I would pick up on right away. Shy, awkward, maybe just a little different, I don’t know exactly what it was with her, but a combination of those things led me to her, and I went for it.

Katie and Mark – Part I – The Tutor [F/M] [Cheating]

This is a story that I was commissioned to write. If you’re looking to commission something like this, don’t hesitate to DM me!
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Whoever saw Katie and Mark could testify that they were not only adorable as a couple, but also really great people to hang out with. They had started dating at the end of high school and luckily, had managed to end up in the same university. Different careers, different schedules but always making time for each other.

Mark was a very chill guy, he liked to spend his free time with his girlfriend and maybe play video games when she wasn’t with him. He didn’t ask much of her except for total honesty and faithfulness. As for Katie who was more of a social butterfly, she was happy to keep her boyfriend happy as long as he also agreed to take her to parties and have a nice time together. Overall, they had always been able to meet each other halfway.

As they walked to class that Wednesday morning, holding hands through the campus, Katie told Mark about how worried she was about failing her Linguistics class.

I fucked a stranger in her boyfriend’s car after catching them in a parking lot [MF]

*(This is partially true from yesterday, partial fantasy)*

The damn landscapers told me I had to move my car at work. I (28M) was already aggravated from a rough morning and they were clearing the parking lot of fallen leaves, so I had to move my car to the other side of the lot. I aggressively pulled around the far side of the lot, which was almost always empty. I noticed two cars side by side in the corner behind a row of now bare trees, so I drove over and parked two spots over from the SUV. I was preparing to get out of my car and head back to work when I glanced at the SUV and did a double take. Then a triple take. Whoa, what?? Yes, that’s really what I was seeing.

[MF] Home for the Holidays

For context, this was years ago with an ex. I told a new friend this story recently and she encouraged me to write it up and post it. So, here goes:

My girlfriend at the time lived in another state. I was away for school and we hadn’t seen each other in a few months. She had an extremely high libido, but she never felt very comfortable sending pics or playing on camera. So, coming home for the holidays was a big deal for us. We sexted almost constantly, bombarding each other with messages about how hungry we were for one another and how much we loved each other.

I flew home at the end of the fall semester and she picked me up from the airport. We kissed and said our hellos. I always forgot how wonderful she tasted. These little reminders made me so happy to be with her. She drove us to her apartment just a few minutes away.

[MF] I [27M] fucked both my exes [25F] in the same week

My first ex and I, let’s call her Alisha, dated for about 1 year. She’s 25 years old, 5’11, “lightskin” mixed black girl with stunning green eyes, curly hair, beautiful long legs, with always tan skin. Toned ass and legs and small titties. I’d call her beyonce sometimes.

My second ex, let’s call her Maria, is also 25 years old, about 5’3, latina, small and petite with decently large C or D cups on her small frame with a peach shaped booty. We dated for 2 years and just recently broke up a couple months ago.

As for me, I’m 6’3, “lightskin” mixed black guy, athletic build from sports my whole life, with a 8.5 inch BBC.

Alisha and I had a rocky relationship, but without a doubt we had the most amazing sex, a minimum of at least once a day. This was probably why our relationship lasted so long, even through all the fighting. Maria and I had basically the opposite: a good, wholesome relationship, but I just lost all excitement in it. She was a bit self conscious and not as open sexually, though when she did let all her inhibitions go we did have some amazing sex, but that was only every once in a while. Eventually I just couldn’t take it anymore feeling like just friends half the time, so broke it off.

Reconciliation [FMF]

My girlfriend, Anne, and I had broken up. But we kept running into each and the [previous night we’d had a threesome with Anne’s friend Lindsay](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rdo44t/breaking_up_fmf/). It hadn’t finished the best possible way, as Lindsay had run out afterwards. She thought of herself as completely straight and had been shocked and horrified that she had an earth shattering orgasm on Anne’s tongue.

So, I was more than a little surprised when the girls came over to my house the next night. They brought some wine and some food and we set up a little picnic in front of the TV while we watched a movie. Very little was said.

When Lindsay went to find a bottle opener I asked Anne what the hell was going on.

“Lindsay and I talked. We decided that we have the potential to be really good friends and that we didn’t want last night to ruin it. But it was still awkward to hang out so we decided that, as the only person who knew what was going on, you could be a buffer.”

“Thanks a bunch.” I muttered. Lindsay came back just then and we finished the bottle in record time. I went to scrounge up some beer before the opening credits had even finished.