Anniversary surprise [M/F][Light Bondage]

You work a regular boring office job. However you find it very enjoyable and fun due to the coworkers you have. However, none of it compares to the beauty you have waiting for you everyday when you get home. Your wife looks like the perfect female. She has a nice curvy body, an ass that is a good size, but not too big, and breasts that compliment her figure perfectly. You two have known each other since high school, and have been married for 10 years.

Today is your anniversary. You were planning on surprising her with a nice dinner and some romance, however she has other plans. Around 1:30 your phone goes off with a text from your wife. You open it and see a picture of some purple silk lingerie with the caption “Ready for tonight.” You look at it and don’t think anything of it, knowing its your anniversary and all that. You respond “Can’t wait.” and then go back to work. You get off work around 5 and get home around 5:30 and your wife knows this.

[mf] the girl that sat next to me in class

So long time lurker here. Recently I was telling a few of my sexual experiences with a girl I’m talking to and she suggested that I tell them on here. So, I figured why not. If this gets good reviews, I will continue so let me know if you like it.

Back in my freshman year of college, I was not confident at all. I sucked at talking to girls with the intention to date them, but I could talk to them all day as a friend. This obviously led to me being put into the friend zone a lot.

At the time, I was 18 years old. I’ve only had a few sexual experiences and lacked in a lot of areas. I’m 6-foot-tall, brown hair, and in pretty good shape from playing sports in high school. After class I worked at the gym on campus so I kept up with lifting weights and staying healthy. My personality is very inviting and I could keep a conversation going, I just lacked confidence in myself.

I [F] let my best friend’s [M]arried cousin cum on my titties

So this happened around Christmas time last year, when I visited the east coast for a reunion with some high school friends. I was staying with my friend Maddie, since her cousin and his wife lived in an ideal neighbourhood in the heart of the city, and we could crash for free. Plus her cousin, Adam (31) worked from home (even pre covid lol) and his wife Kelly (28) worked part time and went to grad school in the evenings.

Although Maddie insisted her cousins (she just referred to both of them as that) were very easygoing and cool, I was nervous about spending days with strangers. However, on the first night, the four of us found ourselves playing board games and watching horror movies, while the “adults” poured us a few glasses of wine as we kicked the upcoming weekend off.

Never thought it would happen to me.

We had been happily dating for about a year. She’s never given me a reason to worry, and I constantly make sure that she knows she’s the only one for me. Even though this idea was cemented in our heads, we both occasionally got jealous. And sometimes the jealousy would escalate.

One time in particular comes to mind. A friend of mine asked me to go to a party. Tara and I agreed we would go, make an appearance, and leave back home to watch a movie. So we arrive. I’m going in circles saying hi to everyone, when I notice someone. It was a girl that used to try and get at me when we were still in high school. Everytime we have met after that had been extremely awkward, as she tries for the same thing. My girlfriend held me close, clearly marking her property. It felt good that she was being so territorial.

[FM] Sending a beloved coworker off “right”

What feels like a lifetime ago I worked as a bartender. It was a small place, more frequently used as an intimate concert venue than a meetup, but on off-nights we still had regulars and did solid business. On the nights without live acts our team was pretty small: four of us on the regular, myself included.

The heart and soul of the team were two older ladies, Cheryl and Molly, both in the range of late 40s to mid 50s. And I did love them with my heart and soul, I still stay in touch with them on the regular since we’ve all been laid off and hunkered indoors with the pandemic. The fourth worker at the time of this story was Mike, he was 24, a few years younger than me, and the perfect oblivious heartthrob.

[FF] Went down on my straight friend minutes before she walked down the aisle

I’ve debated whether or not to tell this story because it’s not one I’m particularly proud of. Buuuut it’s something I need to get off my chest. So here I am. Screaming into the internet void instead of talking to a therapist about it.

A camp friend of mine, let’s call her Trish, got engaged to her high school sweetheart, Evan, a couple months into our freshman year of college. She quickly found that planning a wedding and taking a full course load was too difficult, and she ended up taking a leave of absence for the remainder of the semester and instead picked up shifts at her former high school waitressing gig. I liked Evan well enough, but I found Trish’s decision to put her future on hold in order to plan a one-day event perplexing and concerning. I tried talking to her about it during one of our weekly Skype dates, but she always shut down the discussion, saying she loved him and this was a small sacrifice to make for their dream wedding. Worried about driving her away or isolating her further into the relationship if I kept pushing the issue, I just dropped it.

The best night of my youth [Group] [MFFF]

This particular story happened about 19 years ago, so the details are a little vague. I’ll do my best to recreate what happened. Feel free to skip to the good part below.

**Background**- When I was in 7th grade (not when the story takes place), my family moved from the east coast to the mid-west for work. It was only for a year, but I made some friends while I was out there. We ended up moving back to my home town the following year.

When I turned 18 and was about to finish high school, my father had a business trip out to the mid-west, near where we lived for that year. He asked if I wanted to join him since it would give me a chance to reconnect with my old friends. I jumped at the opportunity and started to plan my trip.

This story took place in the late 90’s when AOL was still a big deal. I, like many other teenagers, took to chat rooms to kill time and try to find some slutty girls to talk to. (A/S/L anyone?) I had found a local chatroom near the mid-west town I was visiting and started chatting with this girl Lora.

A Hearth Stopping Brew [M]

I’ll admit this is a bit of unorthodox writing for me, first time attempting something like this. Enjoy if you can.

A Heart Stopping Brew

My alarm wakes me from a deep sleep at 5:00 a.m , vibrating and playing the default alarm. I want to hit snooze but can’t, damn testing all day. “Marty, shut that darn thing off” my wife Heather mumbles under her breath facing away from me. I turn the phone to mute and rise up on the edge of the bed, for 35 years I have done this exact same routine. Same wife, same bed, same house and same job.

Fucking in every room in the house [MF]

This is part 2 to fucking my best friend which you can find [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/grim00/mf_finally_fucking_my_best_friend/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

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I saw Emma again real soon. After Christmas day with our families it was back out to the pub to see some other friends. There was a big group we both used to hang out with at high school, but aside from a couple of jokes and subtle winks we left it there. We weren’t in my home town and she had to be up early, so she left and I got more drunk with our friends, to the tune of an enormous hangover the next day. I think we were both surprised by how little our attitudes and behaviour towards each other had changed. She went to see extended family for a couple of days and we spoke often, but no more than usual.

Our group of friends are dreadful at coming up with any kind of plan, so on New Years Eve at about 1pm we still had no plan for the night, besides drink in the same old pub, but suddenly we realised Emma’s house in my village was still empty. Her Mum had moved earlier in the month but the house hadn’t yet sold, so was just an empty shell. Perfect. New Years party AND a farewell to a good old party house it would be. It was just round the corner from my house, so I turned up early to help her set up.

How I became the Man of the House (Pt 1)

So there I was, 23 and standing proud in my uniform at my officer induction ceremony. I had just joined the army national guard as a young officer after graduating college. In the stands were my mom and my aunt. I call them that, because I don’t know what else to call them and thats what they have always wanted me to call them.

Im Jay, Im 6’2, athletic build, black hair, brown eyes, lightly tan skin. I was adopted when I was younger by Rachel. I don’t think it was a real legal adoption with paperwork and all that, but she took me in when I was younger and raised me to be the man I am now. She taught me how to make my bed, cook, clean, do laundry, and how to survive. She took care of me when I was sick and showed me the only love I’ve ever really known. With her was my “aunt” Ashley. I know she and Rachel are not related, but they are best friends and lived together long before I was in the picture. I know Rachel and Ashley have shared boyfriends in the past, but they were not lovers as far as I could tell.