Daisy Ridley Takes a Seat, Part 1 [FFFM][celeb][facesitting][fdom][oral][hint of footjob]

The most beautiful people in the world are often in front of a camera, taking selfies, shooting movies, or filming interviews. These people are revered by some and recognized by all. Often, they have a large following of people, some looking up to them, admiring them for their success, and some lusting after them, salivating over their magnetic looks. Sometimes both. And whether these celebrities are aware of the secret thoughts and desires of the people looking at them or not, it can end up being quite useful when they are selling something.

Lifestyle Garden, a relatively small media network, covered the same things other media networks did, such as celebrities, movies, fashion, and pop culture. They had a youtube channel like the other youtube channels that put out entertainment and celebrity videos, and they had a website which posted stories on Tom Hiddleston’s new leg workout routine or why Kate Mara doesn’t like chocolate ice-cream. But Lifestyle Garden was able to rise above the rest in a relatively short amount of time by doing one thing: conducting interviews without an interviewer. That is, instead of an interviewer asking questions, they would let celebrities interview each other. Of course, the interviews still had a structure, and a producer from Lifestyle Garden was always there to guide things along, but this allowed the celebrities to use their charisma and humor more naturally, and it gave the videos a casual and relaxed feel.

Playing while we waited for dinner [FM]

This story happened on a weeknight just the other day while waiting for dinner in the oven. It was so hot and so spontaneous and unlike are usual recent “scheduled” sex life.

me: white, thin/athletic/petite, early 30’s, fair skin, long brown hair. Lots of yoga in my downtime.

Hubby: just under 6’, medium/average build, short brown hair, early 30s, above average and really fun cock.

Hubby comes over to me while I’m sitting on the couch; I am probably browsing dickpics on reddit. (If you’ve seen my comment history, you know this is pretty likely)

“Dinners in the oven. We’ve got 15 minutes.”

“Really? That’s not a lot. Are you sure it’ll be done?” I’m only half listening.

“Yes, I’m sure. It’s enough time.” He’s standing over me at this point — staring.

I look up — waiting. He doesn’t say anything so I show him the huge, hard cock on my phone.

“What takes 15 minutes?” He’s eyeing me and the phone. “Want to do sexy stuff?”

“Want to go down on me?” I ask bluntly. This isn’t a new game and I knew what he wanted.

My first threesome part 2 [MFF]

Amy then suggested we played some drinking games, we started playing 21 (you can say 1, 2 or 3 numbers together – the person who says 21 has to drink and make a new rule) my wife and I teamed up on amy at first and she lost the first few rounds, and Amy’s new rules started getting a bit ruder ( you have to pretend to orgasm when you say 5 etc) and then if you say the number 21 you have to kiss someone else on the lips. At first my wife and I just kissed each other when we got to 21 but then amy got to 21 and had to kiss someone. She took a while deciding and then crawled over to my wife and gave her one hell of a kiss (tongues, groping and a good bit of moaning). Rather annoyingly another kid woke up so I went up to deal with them (it was very hot and they weren’t sleeping well) when I came back down about 5 minutes later the girls had continued playing and had new rules they weren’t telling me. After several shots and flashes later (forfeits for getting the new rules wrong) I had just about caught up with the rules when Amy got to 21 and came and gave me a very passionate kiss (as she crawled over I got a great view down her top).

You Were Right [FM] [Cheating] [Oral]

Isaac started messaging me a few years into our marriage. I remember loving the idea of reconnecting, I hadn’t heard from him in years. You disliked the thought immediately, and I couldn’t really understand why. “Why would he reach out to you now? It’s a bit inappropriate,” you would say. I didn’t really think so. I was his babysitter for much of his youth, and a friend of his family’s for years after. I never thought it inappropriate for us to be chatting now that he was older. It was nice to catch up and learn what a young man he had grown up to be, and the thought of anything else never crossed my mind.

I kept it secret, but with good intentions. Silencing my phone so you wouldnt hear his notifications. It all started innocently enough, him asking about my day, where I lived now, what I did for a living. It was sweet how interested he was in me. It felt genuine. When you found him liking my pictures on instagram, you were upset how he only seemed to like pictures where I was alone. I didn’t think much of it. Why would he like pictures you’re in? He doesn’t know you. You asked me to talk to him about it, but I never did. I found it flattering.

Kate [F], 22, and I [M], 36, played house this weekend, pt. 3 – The Threesome

Saturday evening ended with a dinner at a nice restaurant (like wear a jacket nice). We showered and dressed and went out. We were still playing house, and had said a word I wouldn’t have thought we’d say to each other for many more months or ever. The big L.

We walked around a park and talked about what we meant by that, versus what the world means when they say it. Making sure we’re on the same page, relationship wise and all. So, yeah. We’re monogamous now, in so much as not dating anyone else without the other person being involved. Kate’s bi and loves threesomes, and she said she hasn’t been able to give up girls in the past, but promised I’d be included from the start if she got the itch again.

When we got back to my house, we got a little high, listened to music, cuddled and fell asleep…

**Sunday**

I was having a sex dream about Kate and a nameless girl when I awoke to her going down on me. She paused, looked up and said, “Morning, sleepy. I saw you had a hard on and wanted it in my mouth.” She went back to sucking, and I had to stop her and go to the bathroom. She pouted, but we both got up brushed our teeth too, which is nice for morning shenanigans.

The Newlyweds Chapter 2: Pancakes [MF] [Oral] [Titfuck] [Facefuck] [Creampie] [Inflation]

***Go read part 1***

**Aspen**

I woke up feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. Despite having only slept four hours the previous night, I was more energetic than I had been in years. I turned over to the other side of the bed, expecting to see my wife, Rebecca. However, I was shocked to find out that for the first time in the six years I’ve known her, she woke up earlier than me.

I quickly got up and took a quick shower, cleaning off our exploits from the previous night. I changed into a light polo tee and cotton shorts before heading out to the living room. When I went out, I could hear Rebecca humming to the tune of our favourite song “perfect” while cooking. But when I headed into the kitchen, I couldn’t believe my eyes.

Standing there, only wearing a flowery apron, was Rebecca. Her beautiful curves shown in all their glory, the only thing holding the apron to her body we’re two thin string around her neck and waist. Normally she was modest, wearing only clothes that did not show herself off, and revealed little to nothing other than her hands and head. Yet there she was, her round, heart-shaped ass sticking out at me, her nipple rock hard, and shown through the thin fabric of her apron. I immediately felt my pants getting tight as I continued staring at that beauty.

I had my pregnant ex wife again! [MF]

[Last encounter](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/chcpcu/mf_i_had_sex_with_my_pregnant_exwife_after/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)

I did not expect this to happen the first time let alone a second!! Go check out the last encounter link if you haven’t read it already.

Last night I went to drop our child off again, and low behold the exes husband was gone. Not sure where. She invited me to stay while she put our child and her other kids to bed, so that we could make plans for our child’s birthday which is in a month.

After the kids were sleeping she came down the stairs and was wearing a bath robe. She walked over to me and simply said, “Remind me again what I deserve.” And she opened her robe. She’s showing now so she has this beautiful roundness to her belly that instantly made me hard as a rock! I got up from the couch and walked over to her and caressed her swollen belly. She has such a sexy glow about her when she’s pregnant. I ran my hands down her stomach and across her thighs. She grabbed my head and started kissing me with vigor, like a woman who has been waiting for this.

Hinge date, unhinged! (Part 2) [MF]

[part 1 ](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cizaah/hinge_date_unhinged_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)

So after giving Lucy an orgasm through breast-play alone, I continued my adventure south of the border. Once she was fully naked I began by kissing and teasing my way down her leg and inner thigh, inching closer to the honey. Once I was so close I was nearly touching her lips I skipped over and began on the other leg. Her moan as she realized I was starting on the other leg and not her soaking wet pussy was so animalistic I thought she may devour me right then and there.

After slowly cruising down her other leg I reached her pussy again and I just hovered my face over her, letting out a hot breath followed by a quick and cool breath that gave her a shudder. She started to beg for me to just dive in, but I continued with the teasing. Darting my tongue out for a quick swipe here and there. She couldn’t take it any more and reached down for my head but I smacked her hands away. She started to beg and moan at the same time. Finally I have in to her request.

The Milky Play Party [Group]

A long and fun story with some exposition on my journey into the world of erotic lactation and Adult Nursing Relationships as a fully blind kinkster. Skip down to the *** section for the beginning of the actual wild story about our milky play party. Apologies for any formatting errors, this is my first post to this sub. :)

Erotic lactation has been a major fetish of mine ever since I came across pictures and videos of it in my formative years as a young teen discovering the internet. I remember coming across it on a site that categorized all of the adult content contained within it, and as those pictures slowly loaded over my 56K connection, it just got me more and more aroused for reasons I couldn’t yet directly understand. Something about the size of the women’s breasts, changing while pregnant, growing in size along with their nipples, changing in shape as the milk lets down from the ducts and gets ready to be expressed and suckled, to just seeing the milk spraying in large streams as the women hand expressed for the cameras. Huge grape-sized nipples with drips of white liquid dripping from them always looked so suckable and inviting. Seeing women squirting their own milk into coffee as creamer or into cereal for breakfast really got me going, as did videos where lactating women were able to bring their nipples up to their own mouths and drink directly from them, letting the milk slip out of their mouths back onto their breasts for great erotic effect. I had to try it, but I knew my options were quite limited in order to actually experience it for myself. Or so I thought.

First Time on Tinder

Lately, I had become obsessed with sex. Over the last decade, our married sex life had diminished to almost nonexistent. Tom and I were both working professionals and aggressively pursuing our career goals (him in marketing and me in information technology). Then there was the time spent taking our three boys to their various sports practices and school events. And then there were the frequent calls from our parents asking for help ranging from cutting their grass to cleaning their kitchen. Add in some social visits from friends and the too frequent late working nights, and sex has seemed to be the easy casualty of a busy life.

It was not like I haven’t tried. When asking for sex, the answer has invariably been a “too tired” or “not in the mood.” If I insisted, then Tom would sometimes comply but it was clear that he was not into it and just doing his duty to get me off. Afterwards, he would quickly excuse himself, clean up, and then roll over to go to sleep. It was like he couldn’t wait to get my fluids off of him. I suppose I should be grateful as pity sex is better than no sex. But we hadn’t had pity sex in over three months. Sometimes I wondered whether he was having an affair but a covert check of his phone showed nothing suspicious and there weren’t any strange charges on the credit cards or bank statements. He just didn’t seem interested in anything other than golf, the kids, and work. Maybe he was getting happy endings somewhere.