We’ve been together since we were early twenties. Married all this time. I’ve always had a fantasy of watching my husband fuck young women. I finally told him last year before his 40th birthday my fantasies and asked him if he’d consider. I was able to talk a college student I met at the coffee shop to fuck my husband. She was a virgin and really excited to lose her cherry so I didn’t even need to offer payment. My husband came home from work on his 40th birthday and I told him to take a shower I had a present for him. He came out of the shower and in to our bedroom to find a naked girl on our bedroom floor crawling towards him to suck his dick. He asked me if I was sure it was okay, and I told him as the girl and I agreed, nothing was off the table. She wanted it rough and dirty and promised to take plan b right in front of us. He fucked her for 5 hours straight right in front of me. I can’t count how many orgasms I had, but just watching him nut in her time after time and the noises she made still makes me wet. I’ve only let him put it in my ass MAYBE 5 times the entire time we’ve been together. He is really thick and I have a narrow rectum. It’s not pleasant for me unfortunately. So he asked us if he could try anal on her and if that would have made be upset and she was okay with it. I was definitely okay with it because I’ve never been able to do that for him. She ended up liking it and he got to go really hard and he nutted 5 times over and over in her ass. When it was over, we all just cuddled up and I had her go home shortly after. My husband told me it was the hottest thing he ever did and I had a good taste in women. I just like them 18-19. So hot! So I went to a couple high school graduations and ended up talking many into coming to our house and let my husband cum in their ass while I watch for a fee. It seems to be pretty easy to talk them in to extra money at that age. To be clear, i id them and make sure they are legal age before I proposition them. My question is though, since there won’t be graduations this year and covid19, how can I meet college age students? They don’t go to coffee shops around here as much. That first one was a complete miracle. Tia.
Tag: High School
Never clean again (M+/f, NC)
She sat in the shower, the room thick with steam, as near scalding water poured over her naked body. Her normally pale skin was bright pink, almost glowing, as heat rained down on her. She sobbed clutching her legs, oblivious to it all however, lost in her own swirling thoughts and the ever maddening buzzing of her phone on the sink. As if to punish her, it buzzed several times in a row, accompanied by dings of the messenger app.
The images of the night before wouldn’t leave her mind, nor would what she had saw on her phone. She had always been a good girl, faithful, playful perhaps but never dirty. She had had only one boyfriend in High School and while they had fooled around, she had never slept with him. It was old fashioned perhaps but in her mind, that was a gift to give her husband, or at least someone she thought could someday be her husband.
She had been so excited the night before, her first college party. She had worn a pretty dress, nothing to skimpy but she did expect or hope to turn some heads. Moving to the city, starting her degree, all this had been her first real taste of freedom and the real world, outside the bubble and safety net of her small town. She had headed out with friends, ready to tick off another first.
I have never admitted that I stuck [m]y dick in crazy, and therefore have never told anyone how [f]ucking amazing it was. (Long)
I had met Angel and Shelly at the same time while hanging out at the mall. Shelly was far more attractive….blonde, about my height (5’4″), great tits, and looked like the standard metalhead girls of the 80s. Angel wasn’t the worst in the world. Average looking, mildly overweight. There was nothing that stood out about her one way or the other, outside of the fact that she had probably the best rack that I had ever seen. Angel was about 3 months pregnant. Her story is that the pregnancy was the result of her ex husband; she had married him and got pregnant shortly after before he ended up in jail on drug charges across the country. The pregnancy was real, but I do not know if this husband of hers even existed or if he was a figment of her imagination. Who the actual father is is beyond me. She may not even know. For the record: At the time this happened, all of us were high school seniors. Shelly and I were 18, Angel was 19.
The Princesses in the Tower – Prologue [Maledom] [Male supremacy]
**Prologue**
My backside was already sore from the bus tour and the thighs weren´t exactly in paradise either. The mind was preoccupied with other troubles. The girl things. The feelings of injustice. The school things. Well, the September was almost here and I was just seventeen. It wasn´t so unbelievable that I rode to boarding school… Except gal sitting jest next to me, looking from the windows with red eyes, was definitely around 40. I´ve seen quite a lot of variations, though not someone who would be much older than her… In a vicinity I saw a four girls around my age, three of them just mortified, the last one was trying to help Asian with a long hair who couldn´t stop crying and was probably 20-something.
More sounds were coming from the above deck of the bus. There was something perverted about it, but I felt some security from the thuds of steps of the wardens above. Not so much from seeing them down here. I wished with all my heart that suddenly some vortex would open before the bus and we would end in some another dimension. But, in a sense, that´s exactly where we were heading. The Logic, you ceased to be.
Forgive Me Father for I Have Sinned [MF][Virgin/First Time][DemonxHuman][Long]
“Do you want answers, palomita?”
He was temptation incarnate. He was exactly what you had been warned about from the earliest days of Catholic nursery school to the Compline prayer from a few hours earlier. You had been trained for this, prepared for years and yet you couldn’t pull your eyes away from the devilishly attractive man that had appeared before you. He had come in your dreams first, promising you that he could answer the questions that you craved answers to. And your ever curious mind was always wondering about things that, as you had been told, were not appropriate of a woman of devout faith.
Questions of biology and science that went beyond the simplistic explanation that God had just made it so. What was evolution and how did it work? Why, if humans came to be only thousands of years ago, were scientists finding things from hundreds of thousands of years ago? Did God make all the planets and were they occupied with people just as Earth was? Your faith in the Lord never wavered, but your extreme thirst for knowledge was putting you at your wits end. And then he came to you in the middle of the night after you had snuck to the library.
[MF] Seeing an old crush 22 years later
I’m 42 now, but back when I was 20 I had a massive crush on this girl who was two years younger then me. I was taking classes at a bible school run by my church, and she was an 18 year old grade 12 student in the same building.
Every day I’d catch sight of her in her plaid skirt and and form-fitting blouse, and it drove me insane. I tried to be a good Christian who controlled his dirty thoughts, but seeing her perky tits pressing agains her blouse was too much for me. Combine that with her pretty smile, red hair and freckles, and I was constantly fantasizing about her.
She was flirty too, but in a seemingly innocent way. We were both trying to be moral religious young adults, so I never assumed she actually was the interested.
Fast forward 22 years to last summer, and I was sitting on a restaurant patio that was a walking path go right past it. Who do I see go by? Jen, that same girl I had a crush on years ago. I hadn’t seen her in probably 15 years, but I was Facebook friends with her so I definitely creeped her profile often.
Exhibitionist Flight Attendant Acts Out Her Public Masturbation Fantasy at an Austin Swinger’s Club [exhibitionism][orgasm][Latina][Flight Attendant]
Texas Flight Attendant Acts Out Her Exhibitionist Masturbation Fantasy at an Austin Swinger’s Club
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As a flight attendant and exhibitionist, I take advantage of my travels to find men willing to indulge me in my fantasy of dancing and stripping nude from my flight attendant uniform and then masturbating to orgasm. It could be for a male flight attendant or pilot on my crew, someone on the hotel staff or even as wild as entertaining in the cockpit on a long all-nighter to Europe. As long as someone is watching me, I get off to it.
Before I got hired by an airline, I used to fantasize about traveling and meeting men to watch me masturbate. It could be to the many cities my airline flew and it could be done anonymously with perfect strangers, which was my ideal fantasy. The world was going to become my exhibitionist playground.
My First Sexual Experience in College. [MF]
Hello /r/gonewildstories. I have been contemplating writing out a few past sexual experiences from before and after marriage to help pass the time during the quarantine/stay at home order. If these stories pick up some traction, I may write more but I wanted to talk about my first ever blowjob/oral experience. I am not the greatest writer and I would greatly appreciate any feedback on how to improve.
During my Freshman year of school at a University in California, I found myself in a physics lab with an attractive Persian girl with the cutest butt I’ve ever seen. We were partners with 2 others at our table. Jaleh was about 5’4” with smaller B cups and a perfect round peach ass. It looked amazing in jeans and I would subtly stare at her while she was walking around the lab. We would frequently find time to study in our group of 4 outside of class going over lab assignments and studying for tests. Many times, the other 2 would leave and it would be just us. Nothing ever happened between us and the conversation rarely progressed towards anything sexual until near the end of the quarter.
My husband has turned me into the biggest whore, and I love it. [MF]
This is my first time posting anything other than my nudes, so bear with me.
Right before quarantine started, me and my husband took a trip to the snow and spent a few days in a cozy little Airbnb in Tahoe. It was there that I confessed that I had become increasingly interested and aroused by a fantasy he had told me about that had only ever caused problems before. He wanted to share me. He was obsessed with the hotwife and slutwife lifestyle and I took it horribly. He had taken my virginity right before we graduated from high school and I felt heartbroken.
But over time I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I would find myself sneaking my fingers into my panties while thinking about getting fucked by another man and eventually I had to tell him.
While we were laying by the fireplace in our Airbnb, I admitted to having thought about it more and more. I told him I had a dream of inviting another man into our bedroom. And while I pulled down his pants and straddled him, I confessed that it turned me on. And that night set it off.
My Fantasy Part 1 MF Roleplay
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Standing on the curb outside the High School, she looks like the fulfillment of a horny sixteen year-old boy’s messiest wet dream.
Her hair, a light strawberry blonde, courses to her shoulders in wide ringlets. They spring slightly as she turns to look at me. A look that is demure and inviting at the same time.
Her eyes glitter green in the sun, twinkling with mischief. A smile appears as if by magic across her lips, shining, pink with moisture and no trace of lipstick.
The man’s dress shirt she wears is tied at the midriff and the top three buttons are unfastened. As she turns towards me, a flash of glitter on her belly reveals to me a gem in the goblet of her navel.
Her swelling hips are covered by a pleated plaid skirt that I’m sure is too short for the school dress code. It is one of those that promise white cotton panties underneath. As she steps towards me, flashes of alabaster thigh are visible between the hem of her skirt and the tops of the white stockings that encase her legs like a second skin.