When my wife was my girlfriend and we had been only dating for a few months we were both still living at home with our individual families. This mean that to fool around we usually had to either wait for opportunities at either house or go find somewhere to park. It was in these early days I realized that l liked showing off my girlfriend’s tight body.
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A visit to see a friend. MFF
(Apologies in advance, trying posting a story on here, can’t ever quite get the formatting right so it is being written on my phone)
I’ve been travelling for work and pleasure for most of my adult life. I’m in my late 30s, comfortable in my skin and job, and happily unmarried after a messy divorce a few years ago. I’ve learned to live within my means, and that doing so gives me a lot of options.
Recently I went on a trip, to see my family and friends. I had a long layover on the way back, and arranged to meet up with a friend (K). She and I had teased each other for years, but never actually had the chance for more than just that. She had always loved that I was dominant, into ropework and various other aspects of BDSM, and by her own admission had fantasized about being the partner in quite a few of my past adventures.
[F]estival adventure
So, to preface, this is something I had dreamed about for a lonnnng long time. I’ve been a long time festival goer, but always in a relationship, and in the beginning of going to them I was just very tame. Festivals have always been so amazing to me because they never seem like real life. The drugs, the lights, the music, and the fucking beauty everywhere. Amazingly hot girls, wearing costumes out of a fantasy, or else nothing at all. Guys in the best shape of their lives. And everyone dancing, swaying, talking, just so open and out of their normal boundaries. And constant, overwhelming sexual tension.
Which leads to the fantasy. I wanted to be one of *those* festival girls. The one who just screams desire. Last summer, I finally got myself a costume. Something like [this](https://cdn-img-0.wanelo.com/p/8c5/7e9/c67/ca8e45e220144c10e5e64f2/x354-q80.jpg). I had also been working out a lot, and looked pretty damn good.
The first night, I was still a little shy. I stayed close with my girlfriends, we danced, and had an amazing time, but eventually I ended up back at my tent at the end of the night. Alone. I was so frustrated, I ended up masturbating that night. My pussy was aching for me to got through with it. I forced myself to promise that I would finally have it happen.
Lodi: The Pleasure Lord [MFF] [Group] [Fantasy]
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Lodi, The Pleasure Lord
“Countess, I’m ready for my Offerings.” said Lodi, a hired Arch-Mage to protect The Island Kingdoms from a nearby volcano. His magic calmed the lava, preventing it from erupting across the land. His price was high and he was never paid in just gold.
“Understood, I will bring them in my Lord.” obeyed Anuri, the high countess.
How I [M18] ended up having some fun with my hairdresser [F39] in the salon.
-Just to tell you a little bit about me, I’m a pretty tall (6’1”), skinny, Indian with short, jet black hair-
This story happened yesterday and I’m still in shock at the whole experience. I’ve been going to the same hair salon for the past 3ish years mainly because it’s really close to my house and also because the hairdressers do a fantastic job. Now, my hair grows out pretty fast, causing me to go to the salon quite frequently throughout the year. The first few times I got my hair cut were all by different people who were all really good at their job, but none of them were very talkative which I don’t mind at all. I get really tired sometimes during haircuts because it’s really relaxing to me and this prevents me from keeping a conversation going for too long since I don’t have that much energy to do so. Time went on with me still going to this hair salon and getting my hair cut from the same group of workers. This whole time I didn’t care at all who cut my hair up until around January of 2015 which is when I got called while in the waiting room by what seemed to be a new worker. Let’s call her Diana. Diana’s around 5’7”, had light brown skin colour, and is a bit overweight but not at all in a bad way. By overweight I mean she’s thick all around with amazing curves, has huge tits, and a fat ass. To put it in short, she’s a bbw but not those exaggerated versions that you’d see if you were to Google some pictures. In my opinion, she was the perfect type of bbw with thickness and curves in all the right places. Diana also has hair that droops a bit lower than her shoulders which she always has in a ponytail for work purposes I assume.
Last Night [MFMM]
Wanted to get this out while it was fresh in my mind. 100% true.
Last night my hotwife was out with a boyfriend (the male half of a couple that we swing with, but that’s another story). At 5:00 PM, after surfing Reddit and Tumblr for a while, I decided to check out the MW4M ads on Craigslist. A couple had just posted an ad for “one more hung guy” 35+ for some group play in an upscale hotel very close to me. I seemed to meet all of their requirements so I dashed off a quick but thoughtful reply. By way of background, I am a normal professional guy, 47, fit but not muscular, fairly thick cock.
10 minutes later i received a phone call from the boyfriend who I will call Will. Will said I was in. This had been set up earlier in the week but they had one guy back out and were looking for a pinch hitter. I will call his girlfriend June in this account. At this point I had not seen any photos of June but according to their ad she was 5’4″, petite, 39 years old. Will indicated that she was a squirter and very orgasmic. Her fantasy was to be blindfolded and serviced by three strangers.
[M]ind Blown By Older [F]ox (m/f) long
This happened about two years ago. True story. I was 29 and newly single. I am an average dude, 6′ 160lbs. Fit but no gym rat. I was working as House Manager for a small venue and each performance brought in a new batch of volunteer ushers. Tonight’s group included a woman we’ll call Kim.
The volunteers sign up for shifts online and I never actually meet them in person until the night of the event. Most volunteers are bored old ladies looking for a fun busy night, cheap wine and a free show. Sometimes a cute soccer mom or college student will volunteer which can be fun flirting but nothing ever happens.
I first noticed Kim as I was giving my preshow lecture to the volunteers – house rules, audience size, length of show, etc. Her eyes are locked on me, a small smirk on her face. Short cropped strawberry blonde hair. The volunteers are asked to wear black pants and a white shirt. She’s in a tight pencil skirt and a tight white button up which slightly revealed the tops of her little round tits. My focus was totally thrown and I must have stuttered like a fool.
The Heist: How I helped my boyfriend fuck a dude in the ass [fmm](long)
This one happened a long time ago (you can probably place the year from some of the references).
I had to reconstruct the dialog, of course, but the events and the plan were all true.
Also, for the sake of a good story, I left out a fair amount of behind-the-scenes discussion and negotiation. Keep in mind, this whole thing happened over a couple of months.
Part 1: The Booty
It was the summer between college and grad school and my boyfriend was dying to fuck a guy in the ass.
Not just any guy, a particular one. Brett was a friend of mine, pretty much my best friend in a weird way. We’d known each other about as long as I’d been dating Josh. Every study group is a mix of people who get shit done, and hangers-on. Brett and I had no tolerance for the latter, so we always sought each other out as lab partners in school.
I totally understood why Brett was the object of Josh’s ass-lust. Brett was tiny, barely an inch or two taller than me (I’m 5’2″) and chiseled. He used to wrestle in high school and still had the body. Every time he moved you could see every muscle writhing and gliding under his skin. Even I wondered what his small, muscular ass would look like bent over.
What happens in Vegas, sometimes ends up on Gonewildstories [MFMF] with PICS!
If you aren’t aware of it yet, know that Las Vegas in the summertime has got to be the most sexually charged place in America. If you take care of your body and look good in a bikini or shirtless with swim trunks, Vegas is the place to show it off. Combined with the overall attitude of “What happens in Vegas,” that people there really do adopt makes for an environment dripping with sexuality. Since it’s this backdrop of hot people wandering around buzzed and mostly naked that our story takes place, I’d like to take a short moment to set the scene. Feel free to skip ahead if you are already familiar.
[M]y very [F]irst blowjob
I was in (insert here) grade, growing up in a conservative family and finally getting a little bit of freedom as a high schooler in the big old state of Texas. I noticed this pretty Asian girl in my class who was getting annoyed by this other group of Asian guys and stepped in to defend her (this is on social media by the way). So that led to me starting to talk to this girl in my environmental science class, we’ll call her Chelsea. Chelsea stood at a 5”5’, sporting almost a full B cup, a thick ass, and a pretty decent amount of cleavage showing for a high school student who was almost valedictorian of the class.
Every weekend or Friday after school, I would find some excuse to go to her house while her mom was gone to work (her dad worked overseas and her only brother was always out of town for business). So I assume you guys know the typical story of puppy love and a guy-girl pair getting to know each other over time. Well, since you’re on gonewildstories drooling over the story to come, maybe not. But anyways…