A Step Apart: Teased. Matt can’t hide his lust for his older step sister anymore.

Stephanie Modders laid on her bed with her cellphone in her hands hovering over her face, clicking away at her texts. Her pink, spaghetti strapped under shirt was half riding up her belly revealing the belly button piercing her mother nearly killed her for getting last year. Even though she was 18 when she got it, her mom didn’t like piercings that were anywhere but the ear and she didn’t like tattoos, period. Which is why Stephanie was taking this time while her mother was out running errands to wear as little clothes as possible and air out her recent tattoo she got on the small of her back. Every other waking and sleeping minute she spent at her mom’s house she would have to wear some over sized sweat shirt or a baggy t shirt that wouldn’t risk revealing her tattoo any time she bent over.

Matt didn’t mind in the least. He sat balancing on a large blue sit-up ball in the corner of the room and pretended to type on his phone. In reality though, his eyes couldn’t keep from creeping up and down his step-sister’s body. Her long tan legs that stuck out from the small black with pink trim, loose fitting shorts she wore.

Introduction to Hotwife Lifestyle

This is the true account of her first time and hopefully a resource for others.
Tip #1: Be completely secure in your relationship and 100% open and honest before introducing another into your sex life. This scenario is not a fix for issues or problems.

My 2 cents on how we eased into it – like a freight train.

We have been committed to each other and had a great relationship for years, and despite being a bit repressed about sex & masturbation, had a truly great sex life.

We worked on incorporating different elements into our playtime, such as different locations, outdoor sex, and had also finally introduced toys. Due to her previous lover’s selfish tendencies she had previously believed orgasms were a myth – like Sasquatch or UFOs.

She soon discovered that to be untrue, and that she was multi-orgasmic. Thanks to before-mentioned (unfaithful) boyfriend she had moderate self esteem issues, even though she always turns heads when she enters a room, had a great body and a 10/10 ass.
We pillow-talked about her being the object of other men’s desires as I tried to encourage her and help tear down her esteem barriers.

Three women [F] try to stop me [M] from getting married [MF] Part 2

This happened a long time ago when I was 21 and only a couple people in my life know this about me. I was engaged at the time and was also a popular martial arts instructor. I wrote about my first encounter here: [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m18ra3/three_women_f_try_to_stop_me_m_from_getting/)

This one is a little longer.

Three women [F] try to stop me [M] from getting married [MF]

Three women (21, 25, 28) separately try to stop me (M21) from getting married

This happened a long time ago when I was 21 and only a couple people in my life know this about me. I was engaged at the time and was also a popular martial arts instructor. One of my former students (F28) from another dojo I taught at that I used to see for hookups came around to see me one day. I noticed her watching me teach a class from the seating area. She waited until I finished teaching my classes. Holy hell she looked great. She wore tight jeans that always accented her round ass and dolled up too. I went over to say hello and ask why she was there. Apparently, word travels fast that I’m engaged and she came by to see if it’s true. I told her it was. She offered to take me out to dinner to celebrate. Red flags go off but I didn’t give a fuck.

[MF] My New Breeding Partner

Today was the day. Deadline day. My wife discussed having a second baby but this, this was crazy. I parked the car and got into the house. There waiting for me was my friend’s wife laying on the couch with the same lingerie she had texted me a week earlier. Let’s rewind the clock and first tell you  little about myself. I’m a 30 something year old Latino male. You can call me Jose. I am a bit fit but not as fit as my high school days. Got the ol’ dad bod going on. Short hair. My wife is a bbw latina. Long hair Nice slappable ass. Her name is Sarah. 

This all came about one bbq when we were all hanging out. Sherine, my friend’s wife, and Sarah were talking what about I don’t know. I was just transfixed on Sherine. She was short, plump but not fat. Long blond hair and a nice butt. She was wearing a sundress that complemented her figure nicely. Sarah was wearing a nice jumpsuit that was low enough to show her chest between her breasts. 

The conversation then switched to when are we going to have the second one. “Not any time soon,” I joked, “what about you guys?” 

College girl makes a mess in [m]y bed on back-to-back nights

I shared this story with /u/statuesque and she recommended I share it here. It’s my first time posting, so be gentle.

This is a story from quite a few years ago and is one of my best memories, despite the fact it didn’t unfold exactly as I would have hoped… hope you enjoy!

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The summer between my sophomore and junior year of college I was back home, as was the woman I took to senior prom in high school (Lauren), who was a year younger than I.

We had both gone Greek and her pledge mom (Kat) was visiting her for a week. I meet them for some Mexican food Friday night and within the first five minutes of meeting, Kat says, “so Lauren tells me you like eating pussy,” without so much as batting an eye.

The specifics aren’t super important, but the punchline is that Lauren had spilled some details of her sex life during the pledging process. She was horribly embarrassed, thought I was going to be pissed, but instead Kat and I spent the next few minutes trying to turn Lauren’s face as red as possible. Kat and I are basically having phone sex at the table in front of Lauren.

Erin’s Spanking – Part 1 [MF] [Spanking] [No sex]

They decided to meet for coffee first. It was a rainy February afternoon—the type of day Erin would have normally spent wrapped in a blanket, torching through Netflix. The coffee shop was slow, just a few students here and there on their laptops. She had arrived early and staked out a table with a view towards the door. She’d packed a pen and paper, though she wasn’t sure why. Somehow a pen and paper made her feel more at ease.

After a few minutes, a man walked in and began to scan the room. She knew at once who he was, though he was cuter than she expected. Calm, dark eyes and a five-o’clock shadow gracing an angular chin. Not quite muscled, but clearly athletic, like someone who had played soccer in high school. He caught her look and crossed the room to her.

“Any chance that you’re you Erin?” he asked, looking a little unsure of himself.

“Uhh yes, yes that’s me,” she said.

“Ben,” he said, shaking her hand. “It’s good to meet you.”

“You too.”

“Mind if I grab a coffee?” he asked.

“Go right ahead.”

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Don’t Forget Who You Belong To [M/ftm] [Gay] [nc] [Mdom] [stepfather] [rough]

Being home for fall break was strange. Sean lay in his old bed, blocking his view of the familiar ceiling with his phone. When he heard the knock at the door, he barely moved.

“What?”

“Just checking in.” He glanced up from his phone to see Carl standing in the doorway. His mom had met Carl during Sean’s senior year of high school. They had gotten married while Sean had been at college. He hadn’t bothered to come home for the wedding. “I see you’ve settled in.”

“Yeah. I live here.”

“I do, too. You should have come and said hello.”

“Why would I bother?”

“It’s polite.” Carl leaned in the doorway. He was still dressed from work, white dress shirt tucked into black slacks. He had barely even loosened his tie. His sleeves were rolled up over his forearms, probably from helping Sean’s mother out in the kitchen. “I expect a level of respect from you.”

Sean rolled his eyes. “Fuck you, Carl.”

Carl stepped into the room and closed the door behind him. “Get on your knees.”

Sean put down his phone. “What?”

Summer Long [MF]Fuck Fest in Mom’s Bed

I was asked if I could go into detail on this so…

It started with me and my boyfriend at the time, struggling to fuck on my little twin sized bed. It’s the summer after high school and we have nothing to do but fuck all day while my mom’s out at work. After one particularly active session, I wound up flat on the floor. “ugh, I wish I had a big bed like my moms…”

“well.. we do have a big bed like your moms…” he says, hoisting me up over his shoulders and carrying me into the hallway. “aha, you can’t be serious? What if she finds out…? What if we make a mess?” I protest as he marches me down the hall, but its obvious i’m excited. “Well we’ll just blame the dog…”

Our First Dry Humping Experience [MF]26

**Written by Husband with Wife’s notes in** (*italics).*

We started hanging out regularly about midway through our senior year of high school (both of us 18 years old). It started out as study dates, then progressed to dates where she would show me around the city. I was from Utah and didn’t know much about the area. Eventually, we were spending almost every day together and we were pretty much dating. I will say, both because it’s relevant for future stories and I need to say it before she gets to it, that we were not officially exclusive. The dating scene was new for her and she didn’t want to commit to an exclusive relationship based on church and parental guidance. I pushed for it but I was okay with the freedom to go on dates with other girls.

It was hard for me to know what she was thinking or feeling as our relationship progressed. I could never tell what she wanted as it was happening. She had a habit of keeping a poker face during the experience, but confessing her pleasure and desire for more after the fact. This dynamic eventually led to a ‘poking and prodding’ approach to our escalating physical relationship. Being the one with experience, I initiated each step in the relationship starting with our first kiss and eventually our intense makeout sessions.