Two girls, One cock. And only one winner (29f) [FFM]

Let me preface this particular recollection by pointing out that I’m a competitive soul. Stupidly so. Driven to win at all costs, sometimes even to my own detriment. I’m entirely self aware of this – some may argue – crippling flaw, but self awareness does nothing to prevent my competitive urge striking. If there’s an opportunity to ‘win’ (and sometimes even when the very notion of winning is subjective at best) then I will do pretty much whatever it takes to achieve victory.

It’s one of the (many) reasons why I decided to give up ever accepting dares – for the good of my own sanity.

I also, for better or worse, have always seen sex as something of a competition. Which isn’t to say it’s a race, far from it. But it has an objective. The aim is to make the other person achieve orgasm. And if there’s an aim, there’s a victory. It’s a completion in every sense of the word.

Philosophy out of the way, let’s get stuck in.

Sharing My Wife for the 1st Time Part 1

Me and my wife have been married for around one and a half years. She is from Michigan I am from London. We originally met while I was out working in the states, we went on a few dates and then when I returned to the UK we went long distance until I decided to take the plunge and move out to the USA to marry her.

From the outside she looks like a young cute Christian girl of the Mid West, Long dark brown hair, very slim and athletic build, a face that has barely aged since her late teens. But what did attract me to her at first was her really nice ass and long legs. She has small B cup tits, but with the rest of her slim and petite frame she is very attractive. She is usually pretty quiet and shy except in two situations, the bedroom and out at the bar after a few drinks.

Story of how I got my wife [F] into the early stages of Cuckolding

So my wife and I have been married for a little over 5 years and together a little over 6. Our sex lives have always been good. We have always done the “normal” sex things and not anything too kinky or risqué. My wife had a couple vibrators, bullets and things of that sort that we’d occasionally use but they were really only things that she would use on herself when I wasn’t there. She would even tell me when she did, which was hot enough in itself for me. 

About a year or two ago when I was on a porn website looking for a random video to masturbate to, I came across a compilation video of Cuckolding. Up until that point I had never heard of it and I knew very very little on it. But something in it intrigued me so I watched it. And I have to say it opened up a pandoras box for me that I didn’t know that I had. I thought the concept of it was extremely hot. Thinking of my wife taking a big dick as I watched would be like watching a real life porno right in front of you but it was with the person that you also fuck. Again, I thought the concept was amazing.

[Part 14] Lisa Galaxia – Three is a Crowd (spiked drink, groping, Sci-fi, choose your own adventure saga)

[Lisa Galaxia Story Hub](https://www.reddit.com/user/Butterflies-n-cream/comments/qp1l5y/lisa_galaxia_story_hub_a_scifi_choose_your_own/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) – For previous chapters and a plot summary!

Previously the women returned to Anity’s planet to try to learn more about the fate of her family and her home town which had been taken over by pirates. They met up with one of Anity’s old companions, Clark, who suggested they infiltrate the pirate camp by posing as slaves for sale.

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“Yeah, sorry, I’m not so sure about that.” Lisa was explaining to a disappointed Clark. “I’d like to exhaust our other options before trying something as risky as infiltrating a pirate base. Let’s see what we can learn around town first.”

Clark shrugged “Oh, well okay, it was just an idea. I’ll get my stuff and we can head to town then, just give me a few minutes.” With that headed back into the room to put the slave outfits away.

“Well he was awfully disappointed by that decision.” Rachel remarked as Clark left the room.

“Yeah well I’m not here to make his penis happy,” Lisa replied. “Besides I’m in no mood to be a captive of the Black Claw again.”

Quiet Night Shift with Inga [MF]

[It’s been a while since I wrote something I was happy enough with, but here’s another instalment of adventures from the hotel I worked at in the late 90s – take a look at my other posts. Names and some other details changed for obvious reasons. I realised that, by coincidence, my stories so far have mostly had the woman taking the lead, so here’s a different one. It’s long, as always, but I promise it does get fun. Feedback always welcome.]

It was a cold weekday night in late January and the hotel was quiet. Only a few guests were in and everyone had gone up to their rooms, so around midnight I decided to close the bar and cash up. In the office, Inga the tall Norwegian was reading through some training materials after a recent promotion to deputy manager. It was her turn to share the night shift, though on quiet nights like this there was no need for two people at all, so I left her to it.

Bringing passion back to my wife.

Rekindling the love in my marriage .

My wife and I have been married almost 6 years. I am very Blessed and love her very much.
It’s not always smooth though, we really can’t communicate well, it’s very much a learning process. I get so frustrated with her and I put her through hell.

Now a little about me,
I’ve had depression for about 25 years, at least that’s what my therapist figures, from around age 10. My life of solitude began early. It was my way to protect myself from getting hurt. Being alone I wouldn’t have to let someone in my heart and really hurt me.
Of course as I got older and became an adult I wanted to be close to people, I wanted to feel loved and cared for. Unfortunately, though, I’ve already learned how to live my life: Alone. It may not have been what I wanted but it’s what I was comfortable with.
Of course I drank a lot to numb my pain, watched porn to compensate for feeling alone. (Now I’m not saying a drink is bad, but the control is, the power to fully enjoy yourself without needing to escape, without falling trap to addiction, in whatever form.)

Just Released! You’ll love my new story about making of a porn series in Amsterdam

My new story was just released on Literotica that is about the making of a porn series in Amsterdam. If you like all kinds of different naughty sexual situations ranging from one on one to public sex in risky places, you’ll love this story. Its 100% free and the only compensation I receive is from your enjoyment.
[https://literotica.com/s/making-of-an-amsterdam-sex-series](https://literotica.com/s/making-of-an-amsterdam-sex-series)

Caution: this story contains scenes of rough, reluctant, dubiously consensual, or non-consensual sex or scenarios

[F] Secretly Finding Hubby’s Porn Stash

This took place a while back, around the time we had just gotten married, but the day I discovered my hubby’s porn stash was the equivalent of me getting the cheat code for our sex lives. I’m well aware that there are competing views when it comes to guys and porn stashes but hear me out, this was a game-changer. He had it stored in a random folder, which I figure is pretty common for most guys, and it wasn’t till I was trying to clear file space that I happened to stumble upon it. At first, I was a little shocked because the folder size was in the 100’s of gigs. Truthfully I didn’t understand why he needed all of it, seeing as they were mainly photo sets of models with a few videos sprinkled amongst them.

At that point, my brain was telling me to back out and just let him keep his secrets, but my naughty side told me to keep going down the rabbit hole. Needless to say, I spent close to two hours looking at these models, watching porn videos, and learning all about what my husband loves in a sexual sense and some of the things he wanted to try. BDSM and public play being major ones. So after spending those hours fingering myself and enjoying a few orgasms, I started taking notes. Locations, toys, equipment, everything I could think of to make his fantasies a reality, and it’s really paid off for the better.

The time my gf’s best friend turned me into a free use Dom [MF] [Long]

Hi, I’m Jay, first time posting here, and this is the true story of how I lucked into a free use D/s relationship.

*The names are changed and it’s true that a certain narrative flair has been added, but all of what follows actually happened to me, some years ago, when I was aged 28. I’ve shared versions of it before privately (if you remember it, come say hi!) but this is my first time sharing publicly.*

I was living at the time in a flat in London with my girlfriend, who we will call Beth.

She was a pretty, petite brunette, since it’s my story, think [Valentina Nappi](https://m.imdb.com/name/nm5093125/mediaviewer/rm1291520512/) and you won’t go far wrong. I’m tall, dark hair, a runner’s physique. We got on well, she was smart and funny and sweet. We’d known each other a few years through friends, started dating after a night in the pub and at this point been together about 18 months. We’d said I love you after six months, and after a year she moved into my flat in a small split level house conversion.

[M]y Wi[f]e and had a threesome [MFM], we may be addicted – long part 3

[Link to Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/s25v6u/my_wife_and_had_a_threesome_mfm_we_may_be/)

[Link to part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/s2croi/my_wife_and_had_a_threesome_mfm_we_may_be/)

Ok, on to the good stuff. Mike showed up at 6 that evening. Wife wasn’t ready yet, so he and I had a beer and shot the shit for a few minutes. I suppose it should have been awkward, but we had found at the bar we had a lot in common. We talked for about 15 or 20 minutes, when my wife came out finally. I guess she had practiced her outfit on my because it was almost identical to the previous one, tiny little lingerie begging to be ripped off, pair of fishnet type hose, high heels, makeup, and hair already in a pony tail (I think she was anticipating us using it as a hand hold). Honestly, I don’t know if she looked like a porn star, a high class call girl, or something in between, but Mike and I were hard just looking at her.