Flying solo? Why not… [MF]

If you’ve read the rest you’ll know that the progression hubby and I have made into an open relationship has been fast and furious. In the past months we’ve gone from threesomes, to group sex and have managed it all very comfortably. It’s been uncomplicated, with no dramatics, and to be totally honest, not even a disagreement between us. We just get each other.

I have a fantastic opportunity to learn some gardening tips from one of our friends from the previous stories, Matt, but knowing myself I am certain if his cock comes out I’ll be on my knees in a second. So, I do what any horny wife would do and ask hubby what he thinks before I make the plan. We don’t play alone and although we’ve talked about it in general it’s never come up in this context before. As always he says (as I would to him), “Do what makes you happy, and what you’re comfortable with.” So off I go to have an afternoon with Matt.

To read our other stories and get to know us better before you move on, read these first: [The Cocks and the Guac](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5zc100/the_cocks_and_the_guac_our_first_group_experience/) and [If you swallow, it won’t get in your hair](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/61so0o/if_you_swallow_it_wont_get_in_your_hair_grouporgy/)

Summer Fun with [M]y Best [F]riend Part 2

If you’re not up to speed, you can read Part One [HERE](https://redd.it/632ocb)

A few days passed and Clara and I tried to keep things simple. We didn’t really talk about what happened that night and it seemed that we were both contented that way. She still hadn’t found a place to stay and she apologized profusely, but my parents really didn’t care. They insisted that she could stay as long as she needed to. They were just waiting for her to believe that.

I awoke early to go for a run on Tuesday morning, wearing my gym shorts, black sneakers and nothing else. I didn’t have work that night and I planned to make the most of the day off, which always started with going for a run. It was only about three miles, but it was enough to get the blood pumping! I listened to whatever my amp up music was at that time (maybe Circa Survive?) and tried to get my mind off of things. I had thought I was okay with everything, that I was going to be fine moving on, but I would still get flashes of desire for her and I still spent a majority of my time fantasizing about Clara, recalling our encounter and basking in the sexuality of the thing.

[MF] Got Fucked in the Kitchen [kink]

Warning: This post contains donuts. If you’re not into reading about food + sex then maybe you shouldn’t read this.

I had a habit of overworking myself – it was hard to deny that I often finished what I started – My relationship that ended in marriage, my ongoing collection of cute taxidermied mice, Cheers to Frasier, Venture Bros. etc. But there were also instances of laziness, where I leave work early to buy donuts from that horridly popular doughnut store. That doughnut store that boasts having the best donuts in the city but in truth the clientele was just a bunch of drunk or stoned, middle class hipsters. But a doughnut is a doughnut and these were as good as they’re going to get – in this god-awful city.

After getting the donuts I drive to my apartment and find my husband’s Lexus parked next to the Jeep. I meditate on reasons why he could be home and just assumed that he was exhausted from that two-day trip he had visiting family. I admit he did get a little needy and we spent the entire night of his last day fucking on the phone.

The Time With the Theater Girl From the UK [MF]

My economics class my sophomore year was brutal. Like, impossibly hard. Not because the subject was one I didn’t grasp, but because the professor was the most inept college professor ever. She was this little, mousy lady who had chicken scratch for handwriting. Anytime she would write on the board, it was impossible to read. And she never taught what was on the exams. This was one of those classes that you had to teach yourself and hope for the best.

From the beginning of the semester, I usually sat in the same seat each class (I’m just weird like that), and for the most part the same people sat around me, but everyone tended to keep to themselves. There was one girl in particular that always sat on my left with a seat between us. She wasn’t drop dead gorgeous, but her face was striking. Very symmetrical and intense. And for that reason, she was attractive. She had shoulder length auburn hair, dark brown eyes, and wore a bit too much eye makeup in my opinion with the winged eyeliner, but it fit her I guess. Her body was nothing to brag about other than she was tall and slim. She could definitely be a model, but had no real curves. The only other thing I knew about her was that her name was Leonie, which I thought was interesting.

[anal] adventures 3 [MF] 3 [kinda long]

Part 1

[anal] adventures [MF] 1 from gonewildstories

part 2 https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5ons52/anal_adventures_mf_2/

We took it slow, Sondra and I. We’ve known each other for about 10 years and recently reconnected. She used to be my roomate all those years ago, but we were both dating other people. She was in massage school at the time and she used to practice on me. But this time the timing was good – we were both single as 2016 wound to a close. And we were now old enough to know that good things are worth waiting for.

First, she added me on a social network. Then out of the blue I got a text, inviting me over to her house to a potluck. Nobody else came to the potluck, so it was just me and her and her son. We were consoling each other about the election result. We jumped on the trampoline and then a few days later I booked a massage with her.

Then a week or so later, I texted her by accident when I was trying to text my cousin. Sorry I texted the wrong person! I said.

[XP] The Beta Codes [Str8] [sci-fi] [fantasy] [nc/reluc] [bodyswap]

“Check it, dudes!” Steve exclaimed, barreling into the room. “Got the beta codes!”

“Nice, bro.” Lance offered, eyeing the box he was lugging around warily.

“What’s the rest of the stuff?” Chris offered, pointing to it.

“Some kind of VR peripheral that goes with the game, or something. Like a Kinect, I think.”

Steve unwrapped the box and pulled out three of the four sensor bars in it, giving one each to Lance and Chris, perching the final one on top of his own monitor.

“Who’s the fourth one for?” Chris asked. “Your girlfriend?”

Steve nodded as Lance smirked and mimed a whip crack. “Better to give it to Lee, dude. Girls suck at games like these.”

“First of all, fuck you.” Steve offered flatly. “Second, I seem to recall Linda whooping your ass all the way up and down Rainbow Road the last time she came over.”

“Pshaw”, Lance offered, “Mario Kart is kiddie stuff.”

“And _third_ of all, fuck you again.” Steve pressed on. “She wants in on this, and I’m not getting in the fucking doghouse for Lee.”

[MF] [Cheating] No physical intimacy, but a lot of naughtiness, hoping for something more

This story takes place over the span of almost a year. I first met Nicholas through work. Our first conversation was over the phone, when we were discussing a case I had been assigned to. He’s an outside lawyer, and I work for a corporation that was involved in some litigation. My predecessor had retained him, and we were all on a conference call to transition the matter to me. As I was listening to his voice over the speakerphone, something about it made me want to look up his public profile to see his photo. I typed his name into my phone and found him. Handsome, early 40s, long hair. *Interesting,* I thought. There aren’t many big firm lawyers with that look, and during my time at the company, I certainly hadn’t encountered any that looked like THAT. The thought *This could be fun* crossed my mind.

27 JAGed Pills Ch. 2 (part 1) [mF, mf, inc, ms, fat fetish, cons, hung]

Chapter 2 (part 1)

by DiscipleN

The next night, Rory and I consulted. “Mom, these pills are crap!”

“Rory Bollinger! you will take your birth control like an adult.”

“Not those. Pantyflash isn’t working, I gained a whole pound since yesterday!” She meant Pannusflush, but I didn’t correct her.

“So did I, but if we stop taking them, we won’t have given them enough of a chance.”

“I’ll make dinner, then.” She declared.

Frankly, I was getting a bit tired of super rich and sweet meals. After a three fourths pound of prime rib, Jerry had presented us with his latest concoction, bacon guacamole spread thick over graham crackers, and that wasn’t even dessert! “Dinner is your brother’s chore. I promised him. If you think the pills aren’t working, then eat less and exercise more.”

“I would, but your exercise sessions are crowding out my time with Jerry before my bedtime.”

“You will not keep your fucking brother up late!” I swore. “You both need a full night’s sleep before school days.”

“So you knew I know you’re fucking your son!” Rory stormed, desperate to get an edge over me.

[FM] My Master’s Request [BDSM] [Dom/Sub] [Master/Kitten] [Kink]

My Master’s Request

The Story Behind a Blog’s Inception.

“Good girl, that’s my perfect little kitten,” Master cooed during the peak of my climax. On my knees I made a valiant attempt to maintain eye contact with Him, fighting with my body as my back arched and my eyes betrayed my desire to hold His gaze, instead briefly rolling backwards. I drew in a deep breath and regained control of both my movements and my speech.

“Thank you, Master.” I managed to murmur after the final wave passed. Suddenly, my vibrating toy that I had placed inside of my lacy black panties felt uncomfortably intense up against my flushed wet cunt. Shifting my hips to distance my clit from the tip of my toy, I looked up into my Master’s adoring cerulean eyes from my place on the cold, hard tile. He appeared pleased. Grinning from ear to ear, He asked me a question to which He already knew the answer:
“Are you ready to come again for me, kitten?”

I nodded vehemently and readjusted my toy so that it once again rested against my clit. He laughed softly.