[MF] If you’re going to blow up your life, might as well go all out! – Part 2 [cheating]

[Original post here, in which I cheat on my wife with a super young coworker who gets pregnant](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6d4kj9/mf_if_youre_going_to_blow_up_your_life_might_as/)

I’m writing this while I’m on a layover in Denver. I mentioned in a previous post that what I’d written was actually from two weekends prior (may 20th). She sent me the pregnancy text results on the 13th, and I’ve been traveling a bunch since then. I’m flying home today, and I’m actually staying in a hotel until Thursday. I’ve been scheduled for some more travel next week, so I’ll be overseas from June 1st through the 8th, so I cancelled my extended stay hotel reservation for now.

As for my wife, we’re more or less fine, still. She told her parents, to what level of detail I don’t know, but I got an email from her mom saying how disappointed they are that we can’t find a way to make things work. I haven’t told my family, but will this weekend (they don’t live near me). Two of my wife’s friends unfriended me, so I assume they know, one hurt a little, since she was cool, but the other was a fucking bitch, and I’m happy to be rid of her from my life.

Valerie’s Heart, Part 1 [F]

I let out a little squeal as I felt a sharp tingling sensation against my clit. It’s always the best feeling in the world. My eyes widened and I tried to inhale, but I could not. After that quick moan, my open mouth turned to a delighted smile. I closed my mind to let myself enjoy the moment. And then my mind blanked – a bright white that blocked out everything else. I felt so light, as if I was floating on air. I was suspended in a moment where everything else around me was insignificant, and the only thing that mattered was the present, this feeling. This pure sensation reverberating across my entire body in a brief wave. And then, a thud. And everything went black.

Oh god, I think it went black for a while. How long, though? I tried to open my eyes, but the second I did, the light forced them closed again. The attempt left me reluctant to try opening them any more, so I kept them closed. I tried moving to cover my face, and felt a terrible pain in my arm. I screamed out, and then bit down against my bottom lip – it was even fuller than usual. I tasted blood oozing out from it.

(x-post from r/MaxineSapphire) maxine’s journal – entry 1 [MF] [kink] [Daddy/little]

Entry #1

*There’s No Home For You Here – The White Stripes*

I had originally imagined that I would be writing my first journal entry under happier circumstances, but I find myself writing today as a little girl without a Daddy.

He ended things with me this past Monday. We were communicating by text, and he asked me to do a small task. Admittedly, that morning I was feeling particularly bratty, so I asked Daddy how he could know whether or not I had done the task, and how he could know whether or not I’d lied. He said that he was relying on trust, so I tested the waters–I’ve wished hundreds of times that I could take this moment back–and lied, saying I’d done it. A minute or so later, I texted him that I actually hadn’t, and waited with anticipation for his reply.

I was wet at the thought of disobeying him, because I thought I knew what the outcome would be: when he finally came to Seattle for the first time to see me, he would show me what disobedience leads to. My clit pulsating, my mind began racing with thoughts of all the possible punishments he could possibly inflict on me–tie me down, spank me, make me cry Daddy, fuck my whore throat Daddy, abuse me into submission until I’m a spit-and-cum-covered mess, so you can show me that I am nothing without you.

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.”