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A Reminiscence – An Amazing Night [Cheating] [MF] [Part 5]

Hello everyone.  Sorry it’s been a bit of a hiatus since my last installment.  Hopefully this part makes up for that.

For those who have read the others, thank you and welcome back. For those coming in late, here’s the recap. Give ’em a read, or you’ll be pretty lost . . .

I would link the other parts here, but, you know . . .

As always, this is entirely true, based on real events. I’ve changed the names because, well, reasons.

And now to get back to our regularly scheduled program.

It had been quite a while since Amy and I played last. We still saw each other at our normal social get-togethers, but we were without any private time. We shared glances, and the occasional brush past each other, but that was the extent. Sure, we still texted pretty regularly, but that is nowhere near as good as the real thing. Read more »

A Reminiscence – An Amazing Night [MF] [Part 5]

Hello everyone.  Sorry it’s been a bit of a hiatus since my last installment.  Hopefully this part makes up for that.

For those who have read the others, thank you and welcome back. For those coming in late, here’s the recap. Give ’em a read, or you’ll be pretty lost . . .

Part 1:

A Reminiscence – The First Time [MF] from gonewildstories

Part 2:

A Reminiscence – The Build-Up [MF] [Part 2] from gonewildstories

Part 3:

A Reminiscence – The Second Time [MF] [Part 3] from gonewildstories

Part 4:

A Reminiscence – The Third Time [MF] [Part 4] from gonewildstories

As always, this is entirely true, based on real events. I’ve changed the names because, well, reasons.

And now to get back to our regularly scheduled program.

It had been quite a while since Amy and I played last. We still saw each other at our normal social get-togethers, but we were without any private time. We shared glances, and the occasional brush past each other, but that was the extent. Sure, we still texted pretty regularly, but that is nowhere near as good as the real thing. Read more »

[MF] Friends exploring nude in the woods…

I knew a girl, who for privacy we’ll call Julie, we were friends since school and knew each other for years. She was 18, I was 20, her and I would lightly flirt with each other, in that “were friends, but both cute and horny” kind of flirting. We used to chat about nude beaches a lot, both of us were obsessed with the idea of nudism and nude beaches, so we made multiple pacts to go to a nude beach together…

Although it never came to fruition, one day we were discussing nudism via texts, I half jokingly through out the idea that instead of a nude beach, her and I could just start our own nudist group in our local woods that day… to my surprise she agreed. We agreed to meet on foot halfway between our houses since neither of us had a car and we lived in a small town. I remember walking nervously in the summer heat, excited but still awkward. We met up within a few minutes and didn’t talk much on the way to the forest entrance, both of us a little shy. She was cute, pretty, shoulder length curly brown hair, above average but not huge breasts, tan skin from the summer sun, fit, not thin but almost muscular and a little curvy. Read more »

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 10 [MF][FF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 9 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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## Ten

Sigrid lay looking up at the lightly lit roof with Mirja’s naked body nestled up to her own. She could not help but to think of Torun. Not even with her had she felt like this. Mirja had worshipped her entire body for the last five bells and there was not a single point of her flesh that Mirja’s tongue had not explored.

The bells struck two in the morning and most of the sounds from the College had ceased. She had almost fallen asleep when she heard shouting from outside. She untangled herself from Mirja and went up to the window. Between two buildings she saw shapes carrying lamps. She squinted and thought she saw more people behind carrying a large container.

*Probably heading for the Animancy building*, she thought to herself. Read more »

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 10 [MF][FF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 9 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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## Ten

Sigrid lay looking up at the lightly lit roof with Mirja’s naked body nestled up to her own. She could not help but to think of Torun. Not even with her had she felt like this. Mirja had worshipped her entire body for the last five bells and there was not a single point of her flesh that Mirja’s tongue had not explored.

The bells struck two in the morning and most of the sounds from the College had ceased. She had almost fallen asleep when she heard shouting from outside. She untangled herself from Mirja and went up to the window. Between two buildings she saw shapes carrying lamps. She squinted and thought she saw more people behind carrying a large container.

*Probably heading for the Animancy building*, she thought to herself. Read more »

[FM] Reuniting after 3 months apart, last year

Marc’s first job out of college is about a thousand miles away in a small town that’s just a touch… remote. So when he came in for Thanksgiving last year, we had been apart for coming up on three months. We’ve navigated our LDR like champs, we talk on the phone most nights, and as far as I can tell, neither of us has been even a tinge unfaithful. I wrote the following after his first night back in town last year but didn’t post it then because I was worried some friends would recognize the details.

November, 2018: Marc was lucky enough to secure a whole week plus a few days off work this week, so he flew in last night in time for a concert we’d been hoping to see together with a few friends. We meet up in the afternoon and get lunch at our favorite restaurant from before he graduated. Later we meet up with the group and head to the concert venue. It’s a good show, but that’s not what I’m here to write about. Once the crowd draws in and we’re surrounded, Marc stands close and the feeling of his body against me for the first time has me feeling a certain way. Read more »

[FF] A story from my college days (note: infidelity ahead)

So let me start by saying that I didn’t have the healthiest relationships in college and didn’t always make the best choices when it came to dating and hooking up, and all of this fits squarely into the latter. But it does make for a good story.

I did theater all through high school and continued through my first couple of years at college, mostly getting smaller roles on stage or doing tech every now and then. Tim was two years older than me, a senior when I was a sophomore, and we were on stage together for a couple of shows that year. Emily did tech for both of those performances and happened to be dating Tim, and I got to know both of them pretty well. After rehearsals a small group of us would get together for drinks at someone’s apartment or for late night food at a diner, and Emily and I would talk a lot. Emily was a couple of inches shorter than me, with long, brown, really curly hair. Tanner than I am, and when she wasn’t wearing all black for our shows she usually just went out in jeans and a hoodie. We started hanging out together before rehearsals in my dorm or in the lounge, and I was into her. I had picked up some signals that she might be interested in women, or at least interested in *me*, and those started getting stronger every time we were just hanging out alone with each other. About halfway through the spring semester I was single, and we were hanging out just about every other day. It was a couple of days before spring break and the dorms were already feeling pretty empty. We were sitting on a couch together in my dorm’s lounge, laughing about something and her hand landed near my thigh, just barely touching it. I shifted to sit a little closer to her, and we kept talking. I moved my hand on hers. She gave just the tiniest look of surprise, then leaned closer to me and we started kissing. Read more »

[Group] Our First Full Swap With Another Couple.

Some mild M-bi warning.

I couldn’t wait to tell this story. Mostly as a memorandum for myself just because it was so fucking hot.

My wife Rosa and I (we’re both late twenties. Im hispanic, tall and broad. My wifes black, curvy and has a real ass).

We have been slowely wadding into the swing scene throughout our relationship. Per our post history we’ve tried a couple clubs and meeting couples but its been a slow process with little results.

We finally found a couple we both liked and liked us back, Burt and Virginia (both just hitting their thirties. Burt is a taller fella, redheaded and cheeky. Virginia is a alt-doll, changing hair color and milky skin)

We met through a swing site. Chatting away about whatever nerd shit we were all into. We quickly clicked personality wise and set a date to meet up.

First was a social dinner and feeling each other out. That graduated to drunk karaoke and a hot five minutes of kissing each others wives or the wives kissing each other. Unfortunately we had to break things off early and go our seperate ways that night. But the longing was there for everyone. Read more »

F46 4MF. Husband’s profile so he reads it! Becoming a hotwife…

So my first post was fun and cathartic. And my hubby read it so now I’ve got him hooked.

After a couple of sedate days of nude sunbathing, we got up early, worked out, had breakfast and drove about two hours to es Trenc. I wore shorts and a t-shirt, nothing underneath as I was still exhilarated by hooking up a couple of days before and now totally over my inhibitions.

We parked and started the walk to the beach. My t-shirt quickly came off. When we got to the beach, I struck out on my own. I spotted a promising group of guys, walked into the middle of their group and unbuttoned my shorts slowly sliding them over my hips and letting them fall to my ankles, then kicking them off. I made sure to do a slow 360 and bask in the attention! Totally nude, I lay down and rested my head on my wrapped up shorts and t-shirt and started generously applying baby oil. I had a specific purpose in mind. I wanted the sand to stick to me for effect and thought the baby oil would do the trick. It did. A couple of rolls from stomach to back and I was coated. I made sure to spread my legs wide to show off my pussy. I started caressing my Mom breast getting my nipples nice and taut. Playing was getting me wet too. I loved the eyes on me, and tried to give a god view to any guy taking out his smartphone, but to my surprise no guy showed any initiative like before. Read more »

Double Teaming Tesla and Twain – a Jessica the Time Travelling Slut™ Story [time travel; celebrity; science; sperm collection]

By J.K. Jones

Nikolai Tesla’s Laboratory, 33 South Fifth Ave., West Broadway.
March 4, 1894 4:15 p.m.

With a deep bassy throb, the portal opened for exactly 3.14 seconds, and a beautiful woman stepped through it, and into the room.

Jessica straightened up and stretched her lithe, long-legged, overly busty body, which was packed into a dark brown leather bodysuit. She pushed her long auburn hair out of her beautiful blue eyes; she then reached down and pulled a leather string out of her pocket, and tied back her hair, letting it cascade down between her slender, muscular shoulders.

The two men in the room watched with shock and surprise on their faces. One of them was tall, dark haired and mustachioed, with a Eastern European cast to his narrow features. He was in a white laboratory coat, with the sleeves rolled up. The other man was shorter, wider, dressed in a fine suit with a white shirt and bow tie. He had a wider face, pointed nose and big, American eyebrows and mustaches. His hair was salt and pepper, and his hands were wrapped around a beer mug. Read more »